Third POV

"Noor .... Noorain" Haya said proudly.

The name Noorain brought so much back for Ashar. Suddenly he was thrown back to the memory lane. A thing he was escaping from last 2 years.

It was just a simple name but it was so much for him. It was all a coincidence but it was a reminder of the painful day for him. Quietly he stood up and got of the room.

Haya was confused by his behavior but she shrugged it off not paying much attention to it.

Getting into his study room. He lightened up a cigarette taking in long puffs and got seated on the chair behind a dark oak office table.

He leaned his head back when the flash back started. A simple name that was gonna be his world.

He had a vivid memory of the days when he would walk in his room after office and Maryam would give him a list of names she liked and he would just ignore that list because he already had the name in his mind.

Noorain (means light and radiance)

He continued to chain smoke while Haya was as usual busy with Noor. She occupied herself so much with Noor that it didn't leave any space to think about any person.

Both of them were numbing the pain that they were in. Lost in their own worlds.

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It was middle of night when Haya went into kitchen and at the same time Ashar was making a coffee for himself that she guessed by the smell.

Haya took a glass to pour water, whose sound made Ashar turn back.

After drinking water Haya was about to leave when she turned to ask if he needs anything. "Do you need anything?"

Ashar turned towards Haya who was in a white shalwar and kameez that reached her knees with dupatta loosely on her head.

"No ... I am just making coffee ....ahhh" Ashar yelped when he accidentally grabbed the handle from where it was hot.

Haya on immediate response grabbed his hand and and started blowing air on it.

As the sensation of pain died out. He cleared his throat and with drawled his hand back.

Haya looked up at him as his hand slipped away. Embarassed she started looking everywhere

"I'll make you one" she said pushing back her hair, as she saw that all the coffee spilled out if the pan.

He quietly moved back and got seated on stool silently agreeing to her.

Haya was in mid way of making coffee when he looked up at her and asked. "Why did you named her Noorain?"

On his questioned she turned with a proud smile on her face like someone asked her favorite question. "Because it was what I felt when I first saw her. Everything changed. Everything seemed more bright radiant ..... I feel like a had found something precious like a diamond ..... " she ended with a satisfying smile while handing him his cup.

Taking the cup he stood up and left toward his office leaving Haya.

Haya came back to the room and lied down remembering the day when she first saw Noor slowly slipping into the valley of sleep. It was indeed a beautiful day for her.

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Next morning Haya was playing with Noor when Ashar walked in " Get ready I will take you the mall"

Nodding she took out her Abaya and started wearing it. After that she just wrapped Noor into few warm clothes she had. In minutes she was read to go.

Ashar took his car keys an drove towards a mall near by.

On reaching the mall Haya picked up all the things necessary for Noor while she totally ignored that she also needed clothes. She beerly had two suits but she was not use to people paying for her. It was a totally new thing for her. From a very young age she had her own credit cards that it was a rare event that someone needed paid for her things.

After that Ashar paid the bills. He dropped them back at home. While shopping Ashar didn't paid much attention to what she bought. He knew her from childhood and he knew she would have bought more than needed.

Shayan was in the garden when Haya walked in along with Noor and one glimpse of Noor was enough to make him happy.

He was still blessed after doing so bad. He was blessed that his daughter found Haya. He smiled to himself.

That God was still with him. He hoped for forgiveness.

Ashar's POV

After office I was standing at the same place, where I have been from last two years. Searching for any mistake or heinous act that I did due to which Allah gave me this punishment with a "WHY?"

Like always I took time and dragged myself out of the grave yard.

Upon reaching home I went into my room which Haya mostly had to herself now.

As I entered the room I saw them both sleeping peacefully without a single worry.

I changed into my sweats pants and seated my self on the sofa. Looking at Haya, she seemed different from the last time I saw her. She is changed but I cannot pin point what is changed in her.

I sighed remembering that I have to call the investigator that I hired to collect information about Noor to be sure that Noor is really Haniya's and Shayan's daughter

"Hello, Sir!" the person answered on the other side.

"Tell me all the information you have gathered till now" I asked him for the information. I listened carefully as he started.

"Sir, According to my resourses Haniya Ma'am did left for their farm house near by Skardu but in all six months stay, she never came out of the house until the day Noor was born. She gave birth and after that she ran away in fear how will she show Noor as her daughter to the world."

"And how Haya adopted her?" I asked curiously while frowning in concentration.

" I was about to tell this Sir, In all this we couldn't find anything about Haya Ma'am. Not a single clue. How she came to that hospital? there was nothing we could find out about her except her name on the adoption paper of hospital."

"Okay, Anything else?" I asked

"No Sir, But till now it is confirmed Noor is Haniya Ma'am's daughter" The investigator concluded.

"Okay, thank you" With this I ended up the call.

I exhaled sharply as I looked towards where the both of them were sleeping.

"Why are you doing this?" I questioned Haya silently. Who was sleeping hugging Noor.

"Why have you choosen so difficult path?" I exhaled deeply remembering the day when I found her in park. I am so glad it was me. Allah know where she would have gone.

I leaned back at the sofa and slowly drifted into the valley of sleep.

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I was in deep slumber when I woke up from giggles of Noor.

I rubbered my eyes eyes as I saw Haya walking around the room while Noor was crawling behind her making her stop again and again.

I was busy seeing Noor when Haya stopped making me look at her and saw her big eyes met my confused eyes. She saw looking at me like she some alien.

I frowned at her in confusion and walked to the washroom.

I saw myself in mirror. Am I that bad looking? I don't seem to, why was she looking at me like a she saw an alien." I thought while looking at my face closely

"Pagal (stupid)" I whispered while shaking my head.

Third POV

Haya woke up and saw Ashar sleeping on the sofa for her which was usual from last week. She got out of her bed quietly and prayed.

After a while Noor also woke. She busied herself with her forgetting she had company. Which she remembered as she got the feeling of being watched.

She turned to look at Ashar and saw him looking at Noor with a smile tucked on his lips. For a minute her brain was like " He is smiling ... he is SMILING".

As Ashar looked up she couldn't believe he was smiling. Was this man even capable of doing that. In last two year she didn't remember him smiling. He carried a serious attitude which made him look intimating and rude. The main reason why she was not even friends with him anymore.

As she realizes him looking into her eyes she diverts her eyes and start looking everywhere, till he leaves for washroom.

She breathes the air she was holding and leaves for kitchen while shaking her head.

But as she enters the kitchen she came face to face with Mrs. Hassan. She was about to leave when Mrs. Hassan turned her towards her harshly.

Haya didn't say anything but looked into her eyes which were full of fury. For a moment she got scared.

"Tell me what you DID?" Mrs. Hassan yelled making her close her eyes.

"I don't know what .... what .... are ... you say" Haya said while squinting her eyes.

"You don't KNOW ... tell me what you did to make ashar MARRY you? Mrs. Hassan yelled again.

"Please Auntie ... " Haya pleaded but was pushed back with a slap on her cheek

"Don't dare you call me AUNTIE. I don't want have any relationship with a person like you" Mrs. Hassan yelled for the last time and left bumping Haya's shoulder aside.

A pain rushed into her heart. It sure did make her eyes glassy. But she wiped away the tears and turned to leave but she accidentally bumped into Ashar's which made her look at him.

As he saw her teary eyes. He frowned and turned her face fully towards him by holding her chin.

The moment he saw finger prints on her face. He grabbed her wrist and dragged her towards his mother's room.

Mrs. Hassan was sitting on a chair in her room when Ashar came in slamming the door.

"What is this .... " Mrs. Hassan was about to scold him but as she saw Haya behind him she stopped.

"Why did you slapped her?" Ashar said through clenched jaw.

" So she told you" Mrs. Hassan smirked while looking disgustedly towards Haya but all this fumed Ashar more. Enough was enough.

"She is not a animal that you can beat and go. She is a HUMAN, who has feelings." Ashar roared and clenched her other hand into a fist.

Haya held Ashar's arm " Its okay Ashar" she said softly.

"NO... " Ashar said while removing her hand.

"Now you will listen to this witch" Mrs. Hassan said pointing at Haya.

"AMMI (mother)" Ashar warned through his clenched teeth.

Listening to all the shouting. Shayan also came into his mother's room and stood by his mother.

"Bhai ..." Shayan said.

"Get out now!" Mrs. Hassan was pointing at Haya. "This was what you wanted na. Now get out" Mrs. Hassan strided towards Haya but at the same time Ashar came in between.

"She is not going anywhere" Ashar said looking straight into his mother's eyes.

"Then you can leave along with this witch as well" Mrs. Hassan said staring back into his eyes.

"Ammi ..." Shayan interrupted.

"Get out now ...." And with last words from Mrs. Hassan. Ashar turned back and dragging Haya along with him.

"Pack your stuff" Ashar ordered as he entered his room and took a suit case and started filling it with clothes.

Haya was standing frozen back with guilt written all over her face.

"Ashar you don't have to do this, please" She pleaded.

She took few steps forward and said while swallowing the lump "Ashar please you don't have to do this"

"Will you stop talking and pack your stuff" Ashar yelled while punching the wardrobe making Haya flinch back.

After the punch on the wardrobe. Noor got scared and started crying.

Haya look at her and took her in her embrace.

"Sorry" Ashar said while pushing his hair back in frustration. "Just hurry up" he said and left the room.

Haya sat on the corner of bed with Noor in her lap looking at the door. Where her life was now going.

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