One month later:

She wasn't the one who knows what's best for her because all her life she never had a chance to decide for herself. The people made decisions for her saying they are best and she always remained a nobody in their eyes.

Her last and first decision she made for herself cost her everything.

Hence she realized maybe everyone was right she shouldn't make decisions for herself because they are pointless.

Her eyes feel heavy from all the crying she do at the night as she now cooks the breakfast for him. His mother prefers in her room and she understands why because when your heart is void you want to stay in a closed empty place to have it hidden to save it from more hurt.

She didn't know why his mother was the way she was and she never questioned it. All she knows that night she came home with him in her bridal dress and his coat and his mother didn't even speak a word about it instead she just walked away to her room bringing her some clothes to change it and since then she had been wearing the old clothes of his mother.

As if she was waiting for her arrival.

She feels the wisdom in the woman eyes and the warmth in her presence. Even when she speaks no words the silence is never cold it's warm like when people sit in extreme cold in front of their fireplace with a warm coffee.

That warms is what comes from her.

The only order he ever had for her was to never ever hurt his mother no matter what. He never spoke again and they never cross path much in this month. She would cook breakfast and walk away and the same goes for all other meals.

He walks downstairs wearing his watch when he catches the glimpse of her body fading away. He knows she must have taken her tea to the roof to look at the view since their house is in a hill it gives a beautiful view.

His father was a nature lover and he always said that nature is the thing made by Lord and that's why is it tends to bring peace and relief to souls that are broken and damaged.

He wonders what damaged her.

His friend examination about her almost being molested leave a mark on him more than he wanted it to. He always wonders at several nights about what she must have felt and how she is dealing with it.

His dreams only intensified after her arrival as the woman always screams for help from him but he was nowhere near able to help her. He is always chained down by something and couldn't reach her. His father never came back.

What did happened one of the night he saw the same dream is after he woke from the dream he had a deep thirst that he went out of his room to go to the kitchen for however he walks towards her door and he heard her weeping.

She wasn't weeping at a lose it seems she was weeping for something deeper. It always seems that she cries for someone or because of that person and he wanted to know who.

But he couldn't.

He walks to his office building looking at his files to not think of the women he left at his house.

She brought his mother to a garden after a talking session with her. She has finally spoken to her and it seems that something pierces her (his mother) from within that she spoke to her or maybe she finds something similar in them.

A lose, perhaps.

They both stay silenced looking at the various types of people in the garden forgetting everything around them.

Nature heals.

He dialled her number for the hundredth time but she didn't answer. He had come home early and it was nearly three hours now that he had no idea of his mother or her. She did call him once but that was all because he was in meetings he didn't answer it.

Maybe he should have.

What if his mother was sick?. What if his mother was hurt?.

All the negative thoughts went through his head as he decides to ask the neighbour if they had seen them leaving.

The park.

That's what he found out so he immediately runs towards the park looking around for two women.

And the moment he found them he stops when he heard the next words.

"So, the reason you are the way you are is that your love (husband) died and left you all alone?". She asked looking at the birds

His mother nodded.

"The same man who promised you to marry you, build a business to support you, loved you throughout his life and had a child who is his last trace with you?". She asked again and his mother nodded again, "That is why you are in pain?".

His mother nodded wordlessly.

"You know what hurts more?. To have a man who promises you the world and didn't provide you with it. The one who promises only to deceive. The one you planned your whole life with only for him to turn his back on you". She said hitting her hand hard on the bench, "What hurts more is the fact those were lies and he never cared. When you deceive even your own Lord for him only for him to never accept you. To know the future you thought of with him he has built that with someone else. To look at him smiling at someone else and him giving everything he promise you to someone else. That is the pain- the pain to never have the one you loved with everything is what hurt more. To know all your memories were a lie".

By now her hand was bleeding because she manages to hit it on a broken part but that cut was nothing compared to how much her heart hurts.

"Woh mohabbat karni kyun jis ka anjaam na pata ho". His mother said softly (Why do a love whose destination is unknown)

"You were able to send him to his final destination with him being happy about his life with you. You, at least managed to say goodbye to him one last time imagine letting go of your love without fake memories and no goodbyes". She said gulping but tears roll down her face, "He wouldn't want this from you. He wouldn't want you like this".

No one spoke.

On the other hand, he remains perfectly stilled hearing her words. Those words of her were filled with pain that no words can describe. He felt every word even when the pain was not his.

It was a man she cried for.

At least some parts of it were clear.

"Ammi Jaan". He said masking his emotions coming to stand in front of his mother (Mother)

Her eyes widen as she stands to hold her hand behind herself.

"You didn't inform me". He said stern looking at her

Her eyes remain downcasted as she bounces from feet to feet chewing the inside of her cheeks, "Um, I tried calling you but then I thought you were busy so I ended the call since we were leaving I forgot to message you. I am so sorry I didn't mean to cause any trouble".

He hides his smile looking at his mother who looks different.

"Ok". He said shrugging

But she didn't see him so she wasn't sure if he meant it as good then she raises her eyes looking at his, "Are you angry at me?".

He feels the same tugging at his heart like he always does. But before he could speak,

"Choro is ko". His mother said shocking him and her (leave him), "Meri marzi mai jaha bhi jaoun". (My wish were ever I go)

Her eyes widen looking at his mother as she double take to try to understand if it is her speaking.

"It is her speaking". He said softly

She turns to him as her cheeks redden, "I said that out loud, right?".

He nodded, "Chalein phir?". (Should we leave)

They walk back home in silence and the moment they enter inside she excuses herself cursing herself for being so irresponsible.

At night after dinner, he paces around in the lounge while his mother was asleep peacefully without her medication this time which made him feel better for once.

But the problem is that he managed to lose an important file he cannot find now. The file was in an online folder and something went down so he has no idea what to do now.

"I need to find that file immediately. It's all my work". He said to his secretary

She walks down listening to him talking to someone and she realises that she knows what the issue is. She stands at the end of the stairs considering if she should help but then helping someone is a good thing so she should do it.

With that she takes steps toward him since his back was toward her he didn't realise until he turns around to find her timidly standing there playing with her hand that was bandaged which made him feel bad.

"Did I wake you?". He asked softly knowing if he is even a tone higher she will run for hills

She shakes her head looking at the carpet biting her lips as she speaks in a very low tone, "I can help".

"What?". He said because he did see her lips move but no sound reaches his ears, "Can you say louder?".

"I can help you if you want". She said softly a little louder

"You can?". He said shocked because be honestly didn't expect that

She nodded.

He forwards his laptop to her and she sits on the carpet crisscrossing with his laptop on the table tying her hair in a bun leaving few strands on her face and that mere sight was endearing to him.

He smiles sitting on the opposite side but then he decided instead of watching her increasing his sin and doing all wrong he can make them something to drink.

As a thank you, only.

She wears her glasses which he did bring her when she left a note for him because her eyesight is bad. But he brought a large round shape glasses which made her small face even smaller. But she was thankful for him to bring it and place it right where she left his note so she made his favourite dish as a thank you, only.

She squishes her eyes to get rid of the sleep as she works her way to the file and she finds him placing her favourite tea beside her making her smile a little.

"Thank you". She said softly holding the cup bringing it to her lips

"It's hot". He said concerned

"I love drinking and eating extremely hot things". She said sheepishly rubbing her neck as her cheek turns red

He chuckles shaking his head at her adorable behaviour.

"Um, this is the file?". She asked turning the laptop towards him

He sits on the carpet with respectful space between them and his eyes widen the moment he found the exact file.

She waits patiently.

"This is it. Woah! How did you do it?". He asked shocked

She shrugged.

"It's done. I will leave now". She said starting to move away leaving him shocked

She enters inside her room and the moment solidarity comes her tears flow down her face. She feels her heart-piercing the same way she always finds it piercing at these moments. The time she remembers all that she went through. She believes her Lord had placed that pain for a reason within her but the pain is just too much to bear on her own.

She did her ablution opening the Surah she loves to read at these time and two of her favourite.

Surah Rahman and Yousuf.

These bring her peace to know the one who made everything will have her in a beautiful place soon enough, the one who is the creator of all has the power to turn her life around and the other teaches her that life and people in it are meant to betray you but you need to believe in him and he will bring you justice.

He heard her crying and her reciting after that. The pain in her voice and the longing for peace had his heart clenched.

He turns around to his room doing his ablution to pray to his Lord.

He raises his hands to his Lord, "The most merciful of all you have accepted my prayers to bring my mother back to me. One of your soul is hurting all alone with no way to heal her pain please grant some peace to her broken heart. Grant her a life she deserves to have and allow only good be around her from now on. If possible make me her protector only if I am capable of healing and protecting her".

The next morning she went with her tea to the rooftop to find him standing there and she turns around ready to move when she heard him calling her name.

"Gul". He said softly not looking at her but the sun in front

She takes soft slow steps towards him standing at the far distance from him.

"I am sorry". He said sighing, "I heard your story that day".

Her eyes widen but she didn't speak.

"I didn't want to but I am truly sorry". He confessed

"Ok". She said softly

"I am forgiven?". He asked confused

She nodded.

"There is something I wanted to say because of what you did for my mother I hope I am not exceeding my limits or hurt you in any way. If I do please forgive me I will never speak again then". He said before he goes to his point, "You told my mother my father wouldn't want her the way she chooses to live. What I understand from your story then is it right to give up on your dreams, life and wishes because of someone who wasn't destined to you?".

She frowns at his words, "That's not how it works. You cannot heal the wound just like that".

"I have never loved before so if I say something that hurt you know I don't mean to. What I meant is live with your pain but don't let it consume you. If that man is living a happy life it clearly means he had done nothing but lied to you about all the happiness he showed you and if you wanted that happiness so much why not build and work for them again?. Why not build yourself again?. Life never ends even if one person dies just like you told my mother then how can it ends if one person betrays?".

"It's not easy". She said sighing

"Try. Just keep trying. Aren't flower supposed to blossom?". He asked smiling knowing her name means flowers which he might have searched

"They die". She said shortly

"Yet they blossom again". He said walking away