-Fiza....It's been 3 months ....
Her grandpa began from the main point. She was somewhat taken aback. Are they planning to drive her out of this house?? well...doesn't seem to be impossible...
-Listen, dear, You have been 20 already. Don't you think you should start thinking about your own life??
Fiza remained expressionless. Life??? How can she think about LIFE when life itself is playing with her(!)
Grandpa sighed a little. He could not find the courage to speak more. So, he just passed the words with a pointed look to Fiza's father, Wazib Yaqub.
Wazib Yaqub, Eldest son of Yaqub family with a very mysterious personality. One of the most famous lawyers in the country. No one can ever guess what exactly Wazib has on his mind even after knowing him for years. He talks extremely less whether it's his family members or his colleagues.
-Career or Marriage certificate?
Wazib throw a straight cut question to his daughter without any emotion. Indeed it's his regular style, yet...Something was odd.
Fiza stared at her dad and become dumbfounded.
There was no articulation in his eyes. However, she felt as though his voice were trembling. Maybe, that was her imagination.... Of course, Fiza knows it, He hates her. He detests her so much that...He has not even looked at her face properly since she returned from jail. So, there is zero chance of getting emotional, right?
- Wait, what are you saying??? That wasn't the arrangement??? Did we ever discuss her education?!
Wazib's father poked on his hand after hearing his words.
Wazib disregarded his dad's talking and kept saying...
-I want your answer before bedtime. Now, dismiss...