••|3rd in Arranged Series|••
Can be read as a standalone
I always found myself getting mesmerized by him. And today was no different. As I came into the corridor leading to the swimming pool with his favorite fresh orange juice, I was stunned by the...
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Upon hearing the noise, she hurried downstairs. Her heart came into her throat seeing Aqia and Tashfeen fighting. She never saw him so angry ever in her life. He never raised his voice but here he was yelling.
"He is my son. You can't take away that right from me," Aqia replied to him, tears brimming her vision.
"Then who am I? I, as your husband asked you not to meet that guy. My words don't have any importance for you then, Aqia," he snarled.
She sighed. "Why are you bringing me into this fight? I didn't ask you to fetch him back home. I am just meeting my son--"
"At your niece 's house." Tashfeen interrupted her. "Your son is living at your niece's place to piss me off. I can't believe my own son can stand against me like this. Do you have any idea how many people look at me with mockery in their looks? It's been a year but I am so afraid to leave my house because people and my own relatives will ask me thousands of questions as to what profession my son has opted for. Your son must have started living at your relative's place to bring more humiliation to me."
Unaiza put a hand over her mouth. Recently Aqia had been meeting Huzaifa discreetly. No wonder she got caught by Tashfeen today.
"I asked Nisha for this. I trust my son with her. It has nothing to do with Huzaifa wanting to embarrass you, Tashfeen. Why don't you take everything with a calm mind? He is our son. We can't leave him like this. Forgive him. I can't live like this. Please," she pleaded him.
"Did he think about my prestige and word so that I should think with a calm mind? If he was this obedient, he should have stopped when I asked him to. Children do so much for parents. They consider their parents' words a final verdict. But here my son is proudly and shamelessly humiliating my name. Do you think I should think about him when he didn't think about me?" He inquired, angrily.
Aqia started crying as she held his arm, needing any way to change his mind. "You are elder. He is young and immature. Forgive him for my sake. I will die like this. I miss him, Tashfeen. What he is doing is bad from our side, I agree but after all, he is our blood. Don't hate him like that. My heart will shatter hearing statements like this."
Tashfeen exhaled and pushed away her hand from his arm. "Fine then. Bring him back home and welcome him with flowers."
Aqia's eyes widened in surprise while Unaiza too couldn't believe it. Did Tashfeen just say that Huzaifa can be back? Did he really forgive him? The strength and attraction of blood were really very powerful and it can move hearts.
"What?" Aqia whispered.
Tashfeen scowled at her. "You all will lose me, then. I will leave this house and then you can do as you please. Watch him on TV, dance over his success, and throw parties. But all this will come at the cost of your husband. I will never come back then."
