"I have a medical condition, Tayyal..."

Azhar kept looking at the bucket list that he copied from Zianna. Before asking anyone, he needed to know what he read online.

"Azhar, come and have dinner," his mother calls out to him, but upon not receiving a reply, Hayat walks in to find her son staring at a piece of paper.

She softly shook his shoulder making him drop the paper on the floor.

"I am sorry, Mamma. I didn't hear you," Azhar apologizes to her.

"It seems that you were busy with a case, that was so important more than dinner, right?" His mother asks.

Azhar picked the paper from the floor and turned to face Hayat.

"What is a bucket-list?" Azhar asked his Mamma. He wanted to make sure that his research on the internet was accurate.

As a lawyer, he always trusted evidence more than suspicions. Hayat looked at her face worriedly.

"No, Mamma. It isn't for me, its for a friend. They wrote a list and said it is their bucket-list," Azhar explained to her.

"It is a list of things or even places to visit before they die. Azhar, you know you can tell me anything. Is something bothering you?"

Azhar wanted to tell his mother who the list belonged to but he didnt want anyone else to know about it.

Especially if it's Zianna's list.

What was Zianna hiding? Was she sick? I need to find out before anything happens to her.

"I promise you, Mamma that I perfectly fine and if I have a problem I will let you and Dad know about it," Azhar assured her. "Now, let's go and have dinner before Dad comes and get me too," he added chuckling knowing that his parents' love was something that he and his siblings always wanted to have in the future.

"Okay, let's go. But your father and Azaan has gone to his business associate's house."

Azhar nodded and his mother walked out of his room leaving him to place the paper in his bedside drawer and walked out of his room.

I need to know what is wrong with you, Zianna. You became the light at the office and I can't let that light go off. Even if I need to break the rules I made.

Meanwhile, Zianna was in her shabby room trying not to break down after what she discovered about her health. She wanted to tell her father about it but all she could think about was how he treated her mother while she was alive.

Zianna didn't hate him but didn't love him either. She felt nothing but emptiness for Hussein. She might have his last name but he wasn't a father to her and will never be.

"Get up now. My mother is calling you," Nour tells her. "And you need to clean this place up before becoming roommates with certain creatures," she added scrunching her nose and she walked out.

Zianna took a deep breath before walking out of her room and into the living room.

"I want you to prepare dinner for my husband's guests. After you are done, leave the kitchen and go back to your room otherwise, you will not have any dinner tonight," Nadia says emphasising the word MY.

"Yes, ma'am. Anything else?"

"Make the best dishes or else..."

Nadia didn't continue what she was saying because, in the corner of her eyes, she saw Tayyal and Hussein walking in.

"You can go," Nadia says to Zianna.

Nadia opposed her son's protection of Zianna in front of Hussein. Despite her awareness that he wouldn't show any concern for her well-being.

Zianna exited the living room just as Tayyal was about to approach her. She wanted to avoid trouble with both of his parents.

Zianna found herself in a place without any other options until she could fulfil her dream and move on.

I wish that I had someone that would listen to me without me trying to talk. I don't want to give problems to Tayyal as he was the only one who considered me his sister. Not even his younger sisters acknowledged me. Sometimes I am thankful that Dahlia is in boarding school otherwise she would be influenced by Nour.

Zianna took all of the ingredients out and started preparing what Nadia had requested her to make for dinner.

She knew that Hussein wouldn't even stand up for her when it came to his wife.

Meanwhile, Tayyal couldn't help but feel sad about his sister and the way his parents were treating her. It wasn't Zianna's fault for whatever happened in the past between her mother and his. But Nadia had to blame an individual, and the closest person was Zianna, who had no one else to back and voice for her.

He wanted Zianna to move in with him as soon as he married his fiance Zoya. Tayyal knew that Zoya would agree but the problem was his parents who would do anything to keep Zianna in the house and treat her like a maid. Even though they have countless maids around the house, but Nadia isn't satisfied with them.

In the kitchen, Zianna did everything that Nadia asked her to do. But Nour wanted to ruin things for her so that her mother could punish her by making Zianna go to bed hungry.

Nour walked inside the kitchen with one thing in mind and that was to sabotage the dessert that Zianna had made and was already in the oven.

"Zianna, could you go and get my clothes from the laundry room?" Nour asks.

"The maids have already taken your clothes to your room, Nour," a voice interrupts her.

She turned and saw her brother standing there with his arms crossed. Tayyal knew that Nour wasn't there to help Zianna but to do something else.

Tayyal was disgusted by the way his mother was influencing his sister Nour to create trouble for Zianna.

"Tay, I was just telling her that there other clothes there..."

"Nour, you are almost 20 years old. You should know how to do your laundry and not depend on Zianna. She is our sister, Nour and she is also older than you..."

"She will never be my sister, Tay. The moment that Zianna walked into this house, was the day, she ruined our lives. I will never accept her as my sister and no one will change my mind," Nour tells her brother.

Zianna refrained from speaking further because she was aware that no one in the house, except Tayyal, welcomed her.

The moment Nour walked out of the kitchen, Tayyal turned to look at Zianna who was facing the sink. He immediately knew that she was holding back her tears after what Nour said to her.

Tayyal approached her and put his hand on her shoulder. This made Zianna turn to face her older brother with tears in her eyes.

"I wish I didn't come here and ruin everyone's life with my presence..."

"Shh, dont say that, Zian. I am glad that you are here and I will do anything to protect you. You are the same as Nour and Dahlia, my three sisters..."

"Thank you for accepting me as one of your sisters but there's something that I want to tell you before its too late," Zianna says trying to form a sentence. She knew that he might not like what she would tell him but it is necessary because the doctor says that time was everything for her. And she needs to make the most of it.

"What is the matter, Zian?" He asks.

Zianna cleared her throat and looked at her brother's face.

"I have a medical condition, Tayyal..."

Zianna didn't even finish what she was saying when Nadia walked in. She quickly backed away from Tayyal because she knew that as soon as he left, Nadia wouldn't hesitate to hurt her.

"Are you done with dinner?" She asked trying to keep her voice down. Nadia didnt want her son to know her plan when he leaves the kitchen.

"Yes, everything is done. Do you want me to set the table?"

"No, need. You can go back to your room and I will call you when I need something." Nadia says dismissing her.

Tayyal wanted to stop his sister but couldn't because of the way his mother was staring at him.

"Okay, Excuse me."

Zianna walked out of the kitchen with a hint of regret because she knew that Tayyal wouldn't rest until he knew the truth about her medical condition.

As soon as Zianna got to her room, her alarm started going off alerting her the time to take her medication.

She opened her medicine bottle and took the pill needed.

If this is what I need to survive until I get a permanent solution. All I need is to pray that I will get treated and will live a healthy life. In shaa Allah.

Tayyal wanted to go after his sister but he could not. All he could think about was what Zianna said to him.

"I have a medical condition, Tayyal..."

The only person who could listen to him was Zoya. His fiancee.

After heading to his room, Tayyal decided to ask Zoya for her advice on what to do as he has never hidden anything from her.

Zoya liked Zianna from the first time they met. This made Tayyal very happy knowing that his sister would now have a friend.

"She is still my sister and it is my duty as her older brother to know what I can do to help her. Even if I have to go against my parents, I will do it. She doesn't deserve any of this things happening to her. Our father is the one who is at fault but why does Mamma punish her and only her? And now she says those words, Zoya. I dont know what to do?"

"First of all try and calm down. And then after dinner, you will go and talk to her. Ask her to explain to you what she said. If Zianna needs us, I will always be there to help her alongside you. But you need to also understand her, Tay. She has no one there apart from you. Dad doesn't even ask about her or even talk to her. It must be difficult for someone like her to share anything that has been happening in her life."

Tayyal knew that his fiancee was right but he needed to be there for her even if his parents especially his mother were against it.

"I know and thank you for listening and giving me advice. I understand everything now, Zoya. I will call you later after I've talked to Zianna but for now I need to go and see the guests that have just arrived. I love you," Tayyal says to his fiancee.

"Okay, take care of yourself and Zianna. I love you too."

Tayyal then hung up the call. He knew that he needed to get Zianna to open up and the only way was to go and see where she worked and who she worked for.

I need to know what is wrong with my sister. Secrets will be revealed very soon and I know that Zianna would need someone by her side to protect her from the aftermath.

Secrets don't stay hidden for too long. Zianna's medical secret will be discovered by someone she least expected to care about her. But she is in for a huge surprise when that person will break things they have in their lives.