Haya's POV

Haniya's death really tore me apart.

What I planned and what was written by Allah Almighty. I wish I could show her Noor. I know she loved kids and she would have been a great support.

Praying my fajr (early morning prayer). I went out of the my room in lawn to have some peace for sometime.

The only question in my mind was .... Where was Shayan .... Why he is not here .....

Thinking about it was making me mad. I saw Sarah getting out of servant quarter to leave for her college. She bid good bye to me and went to her college.

I will confront Sarah about this. I will wait till she comes back. I mentally made a note.

I was thinking but my thoughts were broken by Noor's cry.

I hurriedly went in but before I could reach there Mama was standing at the door staring at her.

I quickly moved in and took her in my arms rocking her slowly.

"Who is she Haya?" Mama asked coming closer to us.

"Uhmm ... Mama .... Actually ...." I didn't know what to say or how to explain the thing to her. I thought for an excuse but whatever I will say one day they will come to know anyway. So there is no point of hiding it.

"Actually ... What" She raised her eyebrows.

"I adopted her" I turned my back towards her and said in one breath while squinting my eyes.

"What!!!" I heard her gasp. "You what?"

"I adopted her" I said again without turning back. I picked her milk bottle.

"Why ... Why did you?" She asked frowning.

"I don't know ..... I just saw her and I loved her .....and .... then ..." I turned back towards her. She was gulping like a fish liked she lost all her words.

I moved to kitchen along with Noor before she could say anything while praying silently.

"Ya Allah please don't make me hurt my parents. Please help me in this"

I took a saucepan to boil the milk. Noor was observing all it silently.

Putting the milk in the bottle. I cooled it down before giving her.

I sat on the kitchen stool with her in my lap. I gave her milk. I was observing her mesmerizing features. Her dark green hazel eyes, filled with innocence. The eyes that held my heart in a cage.

"Haya ...." I was brought back by Mama's voice. I turned back to see her.

"You adopted her?" She questions with her eyes widened.

Nodding at her. I looked back at Noor. Who was pushing the bottle away. She finished drinking I guess.

Than I told her everything form start how I adopted her. Leaving all the part from where I adopted her and that I was staying with Amma because I can't predict there reaction.

After listening to all she inhaled sharply.

"Haya .... You know I can give her to some family that can adopt her" She said making my eyes going wide.

"And why not me!!??" I asked while holding Noor in my arms.

"Because ... You are too young and I have few couples that were asking for new born childs" Mama said blowing my mind away.

"What .... No no ... I am not giving her to anyone" I said controlling myself from yelling at her.

"Haya ...." She watched me like I have grown two heads.

"I am not giving her to anyone, Mama" I said while holding Noor close to myself.

"Haya you are unmarried ..... HOW are you ever gonna get married?" She scowled

"Mama .... I not gonna give her away ..... Moreover how am I gonna married .... It's up to Allah" I said clearing my point of view.

"Haya .... If you got married your husband will never except her at all" She reasoned.

"Then I will not marry a man like him" I said stubbornly.

" Haya don't be stubborn. You can have your kids later. It's not like your infertile " She said making me lose my all control. My eyes widened more.

"I should think about a child that is not even born, Mama ........ I should leave her for my future children whom I don't know ..... I will be blessed with or not" I said emphasizing on every word.

"Haya !!" She almost yelled.

"I am not giving her away that's it" I said and moved back to my room.

How can I leave her. When she is the world to me. She is what I need. A piece that I was missing.

Third POV

For next few days Haya didn't get a chance to talk to Sarah and confront her about Shayan as now she had a new problem and that was keeping Noor with her.

Mrs. Khan was constantly showing her capable parents who can adopt her.

With all this happening she was getting more and more attached to Noor.

When Sarah came to know about this she also started the same lecture. She was more worried about it than Mrs. Khan.

Haya was sick of telling them that she doesn't want to give her to anybody.

On the other hand she was herself was not able to understand her attachment with Noor and with time this attachment was increasing like 10 folds everyday.

Her prayers were also noted by the family members. They way she use put dupatta on her head when she heard the Azaan (Adaan/call for prayer). They way she expertly handled Noor's all stuff. They were seeing a totally new Haya. First they were in shock then they normalized.

One day Mrs. Khan was shocked to the limits when Haya walked through Hall wearing a dark blue Abaya.

Mrs. Khan was seated with some friends who came for condolences after Haniya's death.

"Is she Haya.. ?" Sadiya, One of her friends pointed towards Haya who was passing through the hall. she was still digesting the fact that what Haya was wearing.

"Call her it's been a while since we saw her" Amna, one of her friends said.

"Haya!" Mrs. Khan called her. She didn't wanted to but as her friends had already seen her she had to call her.

"Yes! Mama" She said moving towards her along with Noor which she didn't saw early.

Her expression changed for sec. She didn't wanted her friends to know about Haya's and Noor's equation.

Haya moved towards the elderly womens and said Salam.

After chatting for few minutes Noor started being cranky. She was not well due to weather changes that happened suddenly.

Haya excused herself from there. Saying that Noor was not feeling well.

All the friends of Mrs. Khan shared an unknown eye contact. Mrs. Khan stirred in her seat uncomfortably. Then she called Rafia (Sarah's mother) to serve them tea and some snacks.

Mrs. Khan's friends were about to leave when one asked "Seema who was the baby with Haya?" One asked but it seemed like all of them wanted to know the answer.

"Oh .... It's nothing she just adopted her ...... You know she got to excited with adoption thing she will leave her soon ... Remember how she likes to experience new thing and then leave them as she get bored of them." Mrs. Khan said with a smile hiding her embarrassment.

Her all friend smiled but she knew that they were only faking it. She was not at all happy with all the changes that Haya made in her suddenly.

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Getting out the house Amna was the first to say "I don't think Haya adopted her"

"Yeah .... You saw her eyes ... Both had hazel green eyes" Sadiya joined.

"She was duplicate copy of Haya" Saba said give a indirect conclusion.

"She was gone somewhere too .... Almost for 18 months (1+½ year) " Amna said and sat in the car.

"Can it be her daughter ....?" Sadiya said also sitting in the car along with Saba.

"I think she is her daughter .... Bechari (Poor) Seema doesn't knows" Saba said pitting Haya's mother.

"Yeah ... Remember when we used to ask about Haya. She used to say she is gone somewhere to enjoy." Sadiya said while driving.

"I think she enjoyed too much ...." Amna said with a taunting smile.

These talks which they did weren't gonna remain between them. They needed some hot topics to talk about everyday and it was more than enough for them to talk about it for months.

In a month this topic was molded and turned into a illegitimate child of Haya. About which Mrs. Khan and Mr. Khan were unaware of.

In this month she filled her rooms with toys and other stuff. Mr. Khan and Mrs. Khan were getting more worried with the bonding that was forming between two of them.

One month was passed and Now December was starting in these days Mrs. Khan tried every possible way to ask her to leave Noor but she was ready to do it at any cost. The changes in her life style were also making her worried. Of course she was her mother she was unable to get through the idea that her daughter who didn't even knew how to take a dupatta properly was now wearing it beautifully. Her clothing were now full sleeved which she hardy remembered her buying. She was totally changed but the reason was unknown. 

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Mrs. Khan was going to kitty party after a month but she felt like she was a stranger in that party. The parties where ladies were follow her like tails. Now were eyeing her in a awkward way. She ignored it for two three days until. When one her friend, Naila approached her.

After casual greetings. She asked.

"Seema ...... do you know what people are taking about Haya?" She said in whispered voice.

"No .... What are they talk about Haya?" Mrs. Khan questioned frowning.

"Seema I am telling this because you have been a very good friends of mine" Naila clear her position before she tells her.

"Everyone thinks Haya has a illegitimate child" Naila finally uttered.

"What!??? ...." Mrs. Khan gasped. Her face got red due to embarrassment or angry. it was difficult to figure out

"Is that true ??" Naila inquired.

"No ... No ... She just adopted that Baby" Mrs. Khan fumed in anger.

"Seema .... According to my opinion you should get rid of that baby as soon as possible .... And marry her. Before this matter gets out of hand. People here are not taking it nicely." Naila gave her honest opinion. She was right somehow and Mrs. Khan appreciated her concern.

Now she really needed talk to Haya. Her stubbornness was not making it easy for her.

She was now their only daughter now and they never want her to destroy herself.

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It was Mid of December when Mr Khan got into the house fuming with anger. The same day Mrs. Khan returned form that kitty party. She didn't talked to Haya till now.

"Seema ...... Seema ....." He called.

"Jee (Yes)" Mrs. Khan rushed towards her husband.

"Where is Haya?" He said.

"She is in her room why?" Mrs. Khan said.

"Call her" He said still fuming in anger.

"Why ... Did something happened Salman?" Mrs. Khan inquired.

"Haya ..... Haya ...." He started yelling.

"Salman what happened?" Mrs. Khan panicked.

"Haya .... Haya .... Come down now" He yelled again.

This time came out from her room with dupatta draped around her in Namaz style with praying mat in her hand. She was praying Isha (night prayer)

"Jee (Yes) Baba ..." She said while coming out of her room.

"Where is that Baby?" He said in a harsh tone.

"She is sleeping ....Why ... ?" Haya got confused.

"We are giving her up for adoption tomorrow is that clear" Mr. Khan gave his verdict making her eyes go round.

"No ... No ... I am giving her up for adoption" Haya refused straight on his face. She felt like a piece of her was being snatched. Her breath struck in her throat for second.

"We are not asking you .... And she is not your responsibility"

"I know she is not but I want to take her responsibility" She pleaded with glassy eyes.

"You have taken her responsibility more than enough .... And that has caused us more than enough disrespect in people" Mr. Khan said making her eyes go round.

"Baba .... But I can't .... I can't give her away" She said with tears dripping down her chin.

"Seema ask her to do what I told ...." This time Mr. Khan turned towards his wife and asked her.

Nodding Mrs. Khan held Haya to move her to her room before her husband looses his control. By now she knew he faced similar thing which she did too.

"Haya let's go ...." She said dragging her to her room.

"Seema make sure clear that mind of her" He said to his wife who was climbing stairs along with Haya.

Nodding back at her husband she moved along with Haya. Now matter was getting out of her hands she needs to be stern now.

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