Third person p.o.v
A tear escape from Ayesha eyes as she caress her daughter smiling picture . It's been eight months and she hasn't contacted her daughter but she talks to Maryam once a month to check on Noor but Noor doesn't know about it. Right now she wants Noor to focus on her ambition and complete their dream .
Suddenly the door bell ring ...
She wipe her tears while placing the photos on the closet she went downstair to see who came usually they don't have any visitors after Noor and Faiz left this home , we live alone no relative no friends just two people living like they live in different world.
Ayesha sigh and open the door .
" HAPPY BIRTHDAY " Zara shouted with a birthday cake in her hand while smiling brightly at Ayesha.
In that moment Ayesha felt overwhelmed with motherly emotion , even though she doesn't like to celebrate her birthday but it feels nice when your child makes you feel special.
Ayesha hug Zara tightly and welcome her in her home.
" You remember, you didn't have to go trouble " Ayesha said thinking that it might trouble her .
" Ammi seriously have you said the same thing to Noor " Zara said pretending to be hurt .
Ayesha shook her head " Drama queen , you and Noor are both same "
Ayesha led her to living room where Akbar sitting there sipping his tea.
" Assalawalekom abbu" Zara greeted him as soon as she saw him .
Akbar stared at her even everything he has done to her and her mother she still shows him so much respect unlike his son whom he loved so much .
" Walekomassalam " He look down , he don't know why maybe he is feeling ashamed.
Zara put the cake in the table and turned to look at Ayesha " Why aren't you dressed it's your birthday " Zara look at the plain clothe Ayesha us wearing just then Akbar stood up and left without any word both the ladies eyes followed him . Zara sigh at her father nature but didn't want to spoil Ayesha mood so she turned cheerfully toward Ayesha " Lets go and I will dress you up " Zara said cheerfully.
Ayesha eyes widen " What no there is no need Zara and there is no one present anyway " she spoke sadly
" Does my presence doesn't matter " Zara look at her with a hope.
Ayesha look at her " You have no idea how happy you made me coming here , there is no difference between you and Noor for me "
Zara smiled brightly " Then it's done, Now you will get dress for you birthday then we will cut the cake "
Just then Akbar entered carrying something in his hand.
He look hesitated then gave the dress to Ayesha " Ha- happy birthday " Akbar spoke the most hardest word in his life .
Ayesha and Zara eyes came out like a socket " Dress for me?" Ayesha was shocked never in her life Akbar bought her anything like a gift or wished her in her birthday.
" Yeah Umm I - just please take it " Akbar gave the dress in Ayesha hand and sat on the living room drinking his left tea while he tried his best not to look at there surprised face.
Ayesha was shocked while Zara wiggle her eyes brows at Ayesha with a teasing smile .
Ayesha shook her head and went inside to wear the dress which Akbar bought for her even though she didn't said anything but her heart filled with unknown emotion which she never felt in her life .
Zara awkwardly sat on the couch " How are you abbu " even though she knew that he will not answer her hell he doesn't even consider her his daughter but what she can do about it , he is her father and it's her duty to respect him no matter what he has done , he will be held accountable for his own deed in front of Allah s.w.t and she will be hers so she need to obey Allah s.w.t who mention in the Quran sharif that we need to respect our parents since they are the key to our paradise.
" Allumdulilah I am fine , how are you is Zubair treating you well " Akbar asked while Zara look shocked at her father did he actually asked her where about??
She tried to smile but her vision was blurry with tears " Allumdulilah I am fine "
Akbar stood up and sat beside her and put his hand on her hand as he blessed her in his heart. " I know what I have done to you and your mother was unforgivable but still if you could please forgive me " His voice broke .
Zara gasp and hold his hand " No Abbu don't say sorry , whatever happens it's in the past but we can make a better future " Zara said in her sweet voice.
Akbar couldn't believe what he heard , how can her heart is so big he ruined her past and future and yet she is smiling through all the pain .
He smile through tears " Now I know why our Rasool Allah S.A.W said daughters are the biggest blessing to the father I am so sorry I realised this late but I promised I try to be a better father from now on "
Zara smiled then her eyes landed on Ayesha who look beautiful at the black suit .
" You look beautiful doesn't she Abbu " Zara said cheerfully.
Ayesha shook her head but look up when her husband compliment her for the first time in life " Indeed she is "
Her mouth was gap open if Noor would be in their place she would definitely check her father temperature .
" Lets cut the cake " Zara announce when she saw how Ayesha and Akbar looking at each other lovingly .
And that day for the first time Ayesha celebrate her birthday with her husband beside her , Ayesha happiness were at peak at that moment even though she didn't have her two children beside her Zara made sure to complete there family moment
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Another update hope you all like the chapter.
All I wanted to say is a women doesn't need your money , she can have it by her hard work, all she need is love, respect and loyalty that's it