Haya's POV

After Baba's outburst Mama dragged me to my room. Baba was always like this. Who would get angry hardly but when he gets he doesn't listens to anyone.

"Haya ....." Mama scowled.

"Your Baba is right ... I think you should give her up for adoption" Mama said making my head snap at her direction.

"Mama please .... I can't just give her away ..... why don't you understand that ....." I pleaded wiping my tears.

"Haya ... Do you even know what people are taking about you" Mama said in a stern voice. 

"I would rather let them talk about myself than to make Noor suffer." I said with firm voice.

"ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND ......  do you even realize the intensity of the issue here ..... HAYA, she is not your responsibility. You have already done enough for her. That's it ....." Mama yelled at me.

"Haya don't make it difficult for us ... For God's sake ..... Haniya's Death has already broken us please don't make it more difficult for us" Mama pleaded while joining her hands.

I stood up form the bed and held her hands and lowered her hands while shaking my head sideways.

"Haya ... please" She pleaded for the last time as a tear streaked down her cheek. She left after that.

After Mama left I was in constant dilemma.

"Ya Allah what  will I do?"

I prayed silently leaking few tears. Glancing at Noor. My heart ached even more on the thought of her going away from me.

Looking around my room I saw all toys ... Her toys. She was everywhere. My room was totally changed form the way it looked the day I came back. It was not the room I use to have. It was now our room. Our world, the world we shared together.

Glancing back at her. My inner turmoil increased. I placed the mat again and started praying again. My heart was not at peace. I cried in sujud (prostration) to Allah. I cried for Allah to show me a way. I cried on my life which was full of surprises and its surprises were not ending at all.

After praying till my heart was little at peace. I moved to my bed and slipped into covers besides Noor who was already in deep slumber. 

My heart was again in delight knowing that she is here and I can call her mine and She will be loved unlike me.

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I was again standing at the same river. I saw myself at the same place but this time the baby was already in my arms. I stared at the baby, the only thing that I could really see was eyes ---- hazel green eyes and all the other thing were blur. I smiled at her. Before I move back I saw a man on the other side of the river. He was kneeling down with his hand covering his face. He was in pain. I was observing the man who was on the other side of the river but suddenly the river sparkling started turned pitch black. I hurriedly moved back form the edge in fear of that black water. The level of water was rising and I was moving back and back. I saw that water engulfing the man. I hurriedly moved more back before it could reach my feet. I moved back, there was darkness everywhere. I wanted to get out of there. Suddenly I reached somewhere, I don't know where. There was a bench where there was a small light bulb that was lightening the area. I quietly moved back to that bench and sat on that bench. The darkness was making me afraid. I was always afraid of dark. I felt myself crying. I was crying with my face snuggled into the baby. I wanted to get out of there. I prayed in my heart that someone would come and take me away from here. Then I saw a known hand towards me. It was a mans hand. 

Before I could place my hand in his. My eyes shot open. I was breathing hard. My body was sweating. I felt some wetness on my checks. I was crying. My heart was beating fast but softness of something was placed on my wildly beating heart. It was Noor's hand gripping the front of my shirt snuggling into my chest. Seeing her in a fetus position my heart swelled in unknown happiness. I kissed her forehead and glanced back at the clock it was 4 am. 

I laid at the same position for sometime. My brain was not processing all this. I gazed Noor for the mean time who was holding my shirt in her both fist and snuggling into my warmth in this winter.

 Brushing her small hair back. I adjusted the quilt on both of us leaving only our heads out. I looked at her like it was first time I was looking at her. I was again lost in her innocence that always held me. I was looking at her without blinking my eyes for don't know how long.

I came out of her trans as I heard the Azaan (Adaan/call for prayer). Slowly removing my arm from under her head I moved towards the washroom to make ablution.

Placing the mat in the direction of Makkah. I cried my heart out to my Allah who knows the best. Who plans the best. After I finished my prayer I didn't stand up form the praying mat. There was a peace that was holding my heart that was drowning in worries at the moment. My brain and heart  were both shut completely. Sitting on the prayer mat I thought about the dream, thinking about the dream I remembered the dream that I saw when I was with Amma. The dream was on the same day I adopted her. 

"Ya Allah .... please help me get through this. I don't want to leave her at any cost"

I closed my eyes praying to Al-Qadr who knows everything that happens. After many more minutes I stood up and walked towards my bed.

I saw her blinking her eyes. Slowly opening them. I saw how she was about to cry until she noticed me. She stretched her arm towards me so I can carry her with a cute pout. As she stretched her hand, a thought made my mood gloomy. Allah knows what will happen if I will give her away and will not see me. Slowly picking her up I moved towards the washroom. After washing her mouth with warm water I dressed her properly before she catches any cold. 

After giving her milk. I placed her back on the bed till I freshen up. I yawned as I came back. I walked back to the bed and again laid down for sometime. It was 9 in the morning and I didn't sleep form 4 am. Covering myself with quilt. I placed pillows on the other side of Noor so that she doesn't slip down and covered her along with me. I let her play with my hand which she trying best to take in her mouth. 

I closed my eyes and after that I drifted into deep slumber due to the constant mental stress I was in. 

Third POV

It was Sunday Morning and Mr. Khan was still angry on Haya. Moreover the situation he had to face. He was talking to a client when one his friend who has been asking for Haya's hand for a long time for his son Bilal, but Mr. Khan refused saying that Haya is still studying fixed his marriage with someone else daughter. Mr. Khan was shocked how persistent he was few months back now he suddenly fixed marriage of his son. Mr. Khan also went to congratulate him when he asked for sudden change and he replied saying that his daughter's character is not good enough to be called his daughter in law.

Hearing his Mr. Khan couldn't control him self as a result of his out burst he had listen what he never imagined.

"Mr. Khan it's better you ask your  daughter whose kid she is carrying like a medal" 

Hearing him he fumed out of there. On entering the house he yelled her name and asked her to get rid of that baby. Seeing her denial he knew that there is no way she will agree to do it, so he took things in his hands. he called the couple from the NGO Mrs. Khan was running from last few years. 

The couple was more than happy to hear this news. They agreed to come by few hours. They said they will be here by  12 o'clock in the noon. Mr. Khan informed Mrs. Khan about there arrival. She wanted the same but not this way but Haya left them no choice.

By 12 am the couple was here. They were in their thirties probably in early thirties. Mr. Khan and Mrs. Khan gave them a warm welcome. After talking for some time Mrs. Khan asked Sarah to bring Noor to show them. Sarah obediently bobbed her head and walked towards Haya's room. 

Sarah also knew that what people were talking about her.

Sarah entered her room and saw her sleeping peacefully along with Noor who was playing with her hand and a bunny that was placed on the other side. Slowly she picked her up without the consent of Haya, mumbling a small sorry close to her ear. 

She went out along with Noor where couple was seated. Seeing Noor the coupled gave a big smile to Mrs. Khan and Mr. Khan. Taking Noor from Sarah Mrs. Khan placed her in the woman lap for which the woman was more than happy take her. As Noor came in woman's lap she started crying seeing a new face. She was not a shy baby but she takes time in recognizing people. The woman as she was handling a baby for the first time didn't knew how to handle her crying. She changed her position in her lap but it failed making her cry more. The woman got a little embarrassed knowing that she was not able to make her crying stop.

Haya was still in slumber but as soon she heard Noor cry. She stirred a little in her half sleep and extended her arm to take her in her arms to soothe her but as her hand didn't find her she open her eyes with a jolt. Seeing Noor no where she Got up form her bed and taking her dupatta in her hand and ran outside towards the source of her cry.  

Seeing Noor in another woman's arm she ran towards her. As soon as Haya stood by the lady Noor swung towards her. Haya took her from the lady and took two steps back with crying Noor. She was able to judge what they were trying to do.

"How many times do I need to tell you that I don't want to give her away" she said while rocking Noor slowly who was clutched to her neck. Like Haya, she got afraid too. Both of them were standing infront of those people with drastically beating hearts glued to each other.

Few tears slipped from Haya's eyes seeing the scenario infront of her.

The woman was standing numb at her position she was digesting what was happening. She was closely observing how Noor was reacting to Haya and how she reacted to Mrs. Khan and then to her.

Haya was looking with accusing eyes towards her parents. Mr. Khan moved towards her.

"Haya what is this all drama .... I told you we are giving up for adoption" Mr. Khan said with a normal voice but the lines on his forehead told that how hard he was trying to hold his anger.

"And I told you I don't want to give her up for adoption Baba ... why don't you understand that" Haya broke down into tears infront of couple and ran back to her room with Noor.

As Haya left Mr. Khan looked towards couple with an apologetic way.

"Sorry ... actually she too much attached to her." Mrs. Khan said hiding her embarrassment that she had to face due to her daughter.

"Why did you people played with our feeling when you were not ready to give her away?" The couple fumed because they played with their feelings.

"And why are you forcing your daughter to give up on her daughter" The man fumed as his wife eyes watered.

"She is not her daughter she just adopted her ......." Mrs. Khan tried to correct but she was cut off by the man.

"Go, lie to someone else. We can see how much she resembles her mother and you guys ..... lets go" he held his crying wife by shoulder to move towards the door.

Glancing back he saw them again and said "By the way you thought a great way to get rid of your daughter illegitimate child. But we are very sorry madam we never wanted to adopt someone mistake. We wanted to adopt an orphan child to give shelter and love not an illegitimate child" saying this they got out and got seated in their car with broken hearts and hopes with which they came.

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The couple gave rise to many questions in their minds. Mrs. Khan fumed in angry and moved towards her room.

Haya was in her room with Noor who was now crying in small sobs. She was pacing the room rocking her slowly. Cheering her up forgetting her glassy eyes. She needs to talk with her parents this was way too much what they did today.

She remembered it was her time to drink milk but in all this drama she forgot that.

As Noor calmed down she placed her on bed and straightened after placing pillows besides her so she would not fall off the bed until she brings her milk.

As she straightened Mrs. Khan entered her room. She grabbed her arm furiously and turned her towards her and slapped her right at on her check.

Haya fell down due to the force she was slapped. Her head bumped onto the corner of the bed and blood started to ooze out of her forehead drop by drop.

Assalam-u-Alaikom

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