~~Sirf Mohabbat~~ Chapter 10 pg 8|| 31st August - Page 6

Apologies for the delay once again....

Chapter 8

"Oye, where are you lost?" Zara clicked her fingers in front of Kabeer.

Kabeer snapped out of his thoughts and looked at her, he saw her a little differently now given his father's wishes.

"Kabeer" Zara nudged him.

"Huh… what?" he shook away his thoughts and smiled.

"I've been here complaining about that Alaina and you're lost. I hate her"

"She hates you too" Kabeer reminded.

"She only hates me because we're both best friends. I think she likes you" she giggled.

"What rubbish?" Kabeer chuckled nervously.

"She's got a crush on you, I'm telling you. Why would she hate me so much for? I didn’t do anything to her, and she's always gawking at you" Zara pointed out.

"Whatever" Kabeer shook his head. "Anyway, come on home. We're going to be late"

Salma offered a gentle smile after Zara lifted the napkin and wiped the corners of her mouth, she then proceed to gather the plate and glass of water and stood to leave.

"Zara" Salma held onto her wrist, she gestured for her to take a seat.

Zara nodded silently, she placed the glass and plate onto the nightstand and looked at her mother. "Ji amma?"

Salma recalled the tears in Kabeer's eyes.

"Kabeer…" Salma sighed heavily patting his head, his shoulders shook, tears slipped down his cheek and dropped onto the sheets. Kabeer didn’t know who he could turn to, he turned to the third woman he loved after his mother and wife. His chachi. The woman's strong will power and intense love that had encouraged him when he felt he couldn’t turn to anyone else. He squeezed his eyes feeling Salma's fingers caressing through his hair as he lay his head on her lap.

"What do I do?" he murmured softly. "How do I convince her? How do I explain to her… that I love her, I always have… I…"

"She's hurting right now, Kabeer. She's come back to the place… where… me and your chacha turned her away from us" she covered her mouth recalling the night they had taken a firm decision despite their heart breaking a million times.

"Kabeer ko ek mauka nahi de sakte?" she questioned gently, she lifted her hand and cradled Zara's cheek.

"Mauka?" Zara frowned, she pulled back from her mother's warm hand and stood stepping backwards. "Amma, how could you ask me of this?" she whispered.

"Zara, he… isn’t to blame for anything. He loves you"

"Nahi amma" she snapped. "Don’t try to convince me that he loves me, because of him everyone turned their backs to me. You and abba kicked me out of my own home…" she reminded angrily. Salma looked down ashamed. "That time you didn’t give me a chance, and now you're suggesting I give a chance to Kabeer?" she shook her head taking further steps backwards. She squeezed her eyes closed recalling their past, he was her best friend and he ruined everything they had. "Khair" she sighed, "mujhe hospital jaana hai" she turned around to leave, pausing when she noted Kabeer just outside the door.

She glanced over her shoulder at her mother, who'd also noticed him. Salma smiled apologetically at Kabeer who'd shook his head, Zara swallowed thickly witnessing their silent exchange. She once had a relationship that didn’t need words with her best friend, her mother and her father. But the relationship between them right now were filled with bitter words. She ignored them and walked out without another glance.

"Chachi jaan, I'll be two minutes" Kabeer excused himself and followed Zara as she stalked towards the front door. "Zara" he called out.

Ayesha and Zeenat looked on curiously from the dining room and noticed Kabeer running behind Zara.

"Zara" Kabeer held onto her wrist halting her steps.

Zara pulled away harshly and turned around facing him, "Don’t touch me with your filthy hands" she snapped.

Kabeer sighed and held his hands up, "Just listen to me please".

"If you're going to tell me not to date any of my colleagues or ride with them, then forget it" Zara responded firmly.

"Zara" Ayesha called out and approached her narrowing her eyes. "Tum abhi bhi Kabeer ke nikah main ho. Kya baqwas kar rahe ho?"

"Ammi, main baat kar raha hoon" Kabeer tried to calm Ayesha.

"There's nothing to talk about. On paper, we're only married. I never accepted and I never will" Zara responded looking between both mother and son. "Main kisse milu, kisse baat karu, kiske saat drive pe jao, none of you have any right to stop me. It's nothing to do with you" she stated. "You all lost that right, especially you" she narrowed her eyes at Kabeer. He clenched his fists by his sides as she turned and walked away. He closed his eyes and felt his heart crushing a million times.

"Oye kahan kho gaya hai?" Zara poked Kabeer.

Kabeer snapped out of his thoughts, he cleared his throat and shook his head frantically. How was he supposed to tell her what his father had said. He couldn’t stop thinking about his father's words. He had always considered Zara as his best friend, he hadn’t ever thought of their relationship going beyond being cousins and best friends but since that night, the seed of something more had been lodged in his mind. He noticed her in a different light.

"I've noticed, you're looking lost more and more these days" Zara shoved him and sat down besides him on the bench. "Kahin kissi se pyaar toh nahi karta?" she teased.

Kabeer blushed making Zara's eyes go wide. "Oh my gosh! You love someone" she laughed clapping her hands. "Who is it? I want to see her" she excitedly grabbed onto his arms.

"It's no one! Kabeer Ahmed doesn't have time for that rubbish"

"Oh really?" Zara playfully smiled. "Why are you blushing for?" she pulled his cheeks grinning widely. "Who is it? It's not that firangi Alaina is it? You know I hate her. You should introduce her to me so I can approve" she informed.

"It's not Alaina, and who are you to approve?"

"Excuse me" she stood resting her hands on her hips. "Main Zara Siddiqui hoon, tumhari best friend and I have to approve of the girl who's stolen my Kabeer's heart" she smiled cheekily. Kabeer smiled for a different reason altogether, his heartbeats paced faster hearing the 'my' in her words, there was an air of possessiveness and belonging.

"Who is it?" she slumped down besides him resting her arm on his shoulder and looked eagerly at him.

"There is no one" he lied shaking his head and looked away with a small smile whilst she pouted cutely.

Thanks for the update. The story is very intriguing. Hoping to read the next part soon. Excited to know what went wrong between Zara and kabeer.

❤️❤️❤️❤️ thanks so much for the update!!!! Waiting for the next one❤️❤️❤️

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Chapter 8

Loved the past moments! they were best friends until they got married!!

so his dad's words did impact on him!

did Alaina really like Kabeer?

glad seeing Zara take care of her mom!

liked the bond between Salma and Kabeer! can understand his dilemma!

was Salma correct to ask Zara to give Kabeer a chance?

Zara's anger is justified! why did her parents throw her out?

sad seeing how her relationship with everyone changed within a blink of an eye!

I felt that Zara was a bit harsh with Kabeer!

curious about the past!

why does she blame Kabeer? why does she hate him so much?

of cos Kabeer is shattered!

will she ever forgive him?

Past

not surprised that Kabeer is seeing Zara in a different light!

adored Zara teasing him....

aww he is so smitten with her..........

continue soon!

Chapter 9

"Zara, tumhe Kabeer kaise lagta hai?"

"Kaisa lagna chahiye amma? Woh mera best friend hai, obviously I'm going to love him a lot na?" she chuckled.

Salma smiled, "tu usse pasand karti haina?"

"Amma, kya subah subah puch rahe hai?" Zara stood grabbing her bag. "Main Kabeer ko pasand karungi na, abhi abhi kahan na woh mera best friend hain. Woh toh mujhe bohut pyar karta hai" she chuckled. "Anyway, mujhe abhi college ke liye nikalna hoga. Allah Hafiz" she pressed a quick kiss to her mother's cheek and skipped out the house unaware of what effect her words will have on her parents and relatives minds.

"Today you're late" Kabeer scowled at Zara as she stepped out of her house.

"Blame amma, she was asking me do I like you an all?" she rolled her eyes climbing into his car and slipping on the seatbelt.

Kabeer's ears perked at her response, "What did you say?"

"What will I say? Obviously, I'm going to like you right? You're my bestest bestest friend, bestest isn’t a word, I know" she laughed. "Plus, I'm obligated as well to like you, being a cousin an all" she winked.

Kabeer chuckled, "I love you too, Zara Sahiba, obligated an all" he teased.

Zara smiled reading the email from Iqbal, he was updating her on how things were going for him, and making her jealous with the operation he had assisted on.

"Hey" Ayaan entered the locker room during his break, he noted Zara focused on her phone.

"Texting your husband?" Ayaan teased taking a seat besides her on the bench.

Zara looked up surprised, she pocketed her phone and questioned, "Who said I was married?"

"When I came to drop you off the other day, your husband reminded me. How come you didn’t tell me you were married?" he asked casually, unaware of the storm brewing inside Zara. "He seems nice, though he looks like he's possessive" he winked.

Zara clenched her jaw giving him a plastered smile, she'd only just met Ayaan. She couldn’t even tell him the truth about her relationship with Kabeer.

Before she could form an answer, she was relieved when her pager went off. "Gotta go, we'll speak later" she stood excusing herself hurrying out of the locker room.

The day passed in a blur, Zara couldn’t stop thinking about what Ayaan had innocently joked about, if he knew the truth about her relationship with Kabeer, he would not have joked so lightly. Her eyes stung recalling the time she had spent with Kabeer.

He was her everything, her best friend, her confidante, her partner in crime, her person. He was there for her when she needed a shoulder to cry on, he was there to make her laugh when she was upset, he was there to play with her when she had no one.

So, why had he hurt so much?

After she'd finished, Ayaan had offered her another lift home which she'd accepted. She glanced at the time and realised Kabeer would possibly be returning from his prayers.

"Thank you so much for the lift" she told Ayaan as he parked outside, she noted Kabeer's car driving up and parking, she quickly embraced Ayaan giving him a friendly hug taking him by surprise as well.

"You're welcome, Zara" Ayaan smiled as she pulled back. His smile faltered when he noticed Kabeer scowling from the other side. "Uh oh, I think you're in trouble" he looked at Zara. "Your possessive husband is angry" he joked.

Zara glanced over her shoulder, she smirked and turned to Ayaan. "I think I like him more like that" she winked and cheekily pecked Ayaan's cheek. "Thanks once again for the lift".

"You might want to get out, he's raging" Ayaan laughed not realising what Zara's intentions were. "I'm driving out of here quick" he waved at her reversing back and driving away.

Zara arched her brows at Kabeer, he'd stood firmly with his hands balled into fists by his side and his eyes narrowed directly at her.

"Aisa kya gunah kardiya hai, Zara ke tum mujhe aise saza de rahe ho?" he questioned as she approached him nonchalantly.

"Zara Siddiqui se mohabbat kar baite" she answered.

"Aren't you scared of the path you're choosing?"

"If I was living, I would feel the emotions" Zara smiled, "But you killed me that day, Kabeer".

"Zara" he grasped her upper arms pulling her close, "I… I only loved you" tears stung in his eyes, she watched a tear slid down the corner of his eye.

"Didn’t you feel anything for me? Nothing at all?" he questioned.

She followed the second tear that slipped down his cheek, "didn’t you feel anything when my abba kicked me out of the house?" she questioned softly. "You claimed to love me, so didn’t you feel anything when everyone turned away from me?"

"I didn’t know" he admitted.

"Don’t lie" she pressed her hands to his chest, tears burned her eyes at the memory. "They kicked me out and you didn’t even once stop me, everyone turned their backs on me".

"Zara…" Kabeer's heart pained hearing the pain that she'd gone through, he cradled her cheeks, "I… I promise, I promise I didn’t know. If I had, I would have stopped you, I would’ve gone against everyone for you. Tum meri zindagi ho, Zara" he lowered his head pressing his forehead to hers, his hands cupping her face. "Apni zindagi ko aise kaise jaane de sakta hoon?" he questioned.

Zara closed her eyes firmly, she inhaled and stepped back shaking her head. "If I was your life, then you wouldn’t have taken my life away" she whispered, her words and distrust in him pierced his heart. He watched as she moved backwards and turned her back to him entering the house.

I didn’t know he repeated internally.

Zara passed her mother's room not feeling up to it tonight, she entered her bedroom and closed the door behind her. She clenched her jaw as the image of Kabeer's tears continued to flash in her mind. She couldn’t stop thinking about it. He almost looked so sincere when he told her, he didn’t know. Could it be that he didn’t know? She pondered then shuck the thought away rashly. No, her father wouldn’t have ever taken such steps had he not known about it. He also turned his back to her, he didn’t once stop her.

She brushed away her tears hearing her phone ring, a smile instantly came to her lips seeing who was video calling.

"Assalamu'alaikum" she greeted cheerily.

"Wa alaikum assalam, Zozo. How are you? You just suddenly left to India and you hadn’t called once since leaving".

"I know, Najia aapi. Abba passed away and amma had a heart attack, it's just been so busy here".

"So, busy you didn’t have time for me, Zozo?" Firdaus grabbed the phone and looked at her Zozo with a frown.

"Aww I'm sorry baby girl, I'd hold my ears for forgiveness but I'm holding the phone to look at my little cutie wutie angel"

"I can wait, lean the phone on something and hold your ears" Firdaus suggested.

Zara laughed, "Okay bade amma" she placed the phone on the dressing table and held her ears. "I'm very very sorry, ab teek hai?"

"Mhmm" Firdaus nodded. "When are you coming back? Fiddy is missing you so much" she pouted her lips.

"Awww baby, your Zozo is missing you a lot as well" she informed. "But, your Zozo's amma needs her right now. She's not feeling well so I have to stay with her, but I will be back very very soon" she informed.

"Zozo, you have to come back really quick. That Raihaan is so naughty and he doesn’t let me win any games. I want help beating him"

"Okay, baby girl I promise to come back soon, very soon" Zara promised, she had told herself it would only be for a month at best here but given how her mother's reactions had been she's thinking she's going to have to extend her stay. However, she'd have to think of some way to convince her mother.

"Raihaan's back, I'm going. Bye Zozo, I love you" Firdaus yelled excitedly passing the phone back to Najia.

"How's Raihaan?"

"He's missing his Zozo as well" Najia answered, she looked at Zara thoughtfully. "When do you think you'd be able to fly and visit?" she questioned. "Don’t forget you've got loved ones here waiting for you" she smiled gently.

"I know aapi" Zara nodded. "I'll see if I can arrange something, even for a weekend. First year medical is so busy, I barely have time for myself let alone my amma and everyone back home. Has Saira contacted you about anything?"

"She's still at her medical camp, she's due back next week or something from what Iqbal has said. Iqbal is missing you a lot as well, non-stop the man is haazir in my house talking away about you" she laughed.

"I miss him a lot as well" she grinned.

"Zara, have you talked to…" Najia tentatively approached.

"Yeah, he's refusing to give me a divorce. So, I'm going to ask for khula, but I have to find a valid reason for it apparently" Zara explained.

"Have you told him ab…"

"No, and he's never going to know" Zara shook her head. "He has no rights whatsoever, he lost all of it when he turned his back to me" she stated firmly.

How did they end up married? Was she reluctant to marry back then? And at last kicking her out of the house and reasons for them? There's still so much mystery and misunderstanding between Zara and Kabir...

What is the thing she's not saying to Kabir? Actually she never approach him about anything other than divorce so no doubt she's not sharing her truth?

What it could be a child? Is it possible or something else? Was she happy after being married or started hating him from then argh so many questions...

Hope we get some answers to them soon...

Will be waiting for next one

What exactly happened that she hates him so much I mean she had known him like all her life and she believes he could do something like that to hurt her? Why she doesn't believe him?

I have stopped watching the show, it has become so boring and predictable. But this ff is really nice. I Hope you will continue writing this and will give us a proper closure unlike the show that leaves every track open.

Looking forward for you to unravel the past mystry that ruined Zara and Kabeer's relation.

Chapter 10

"Kya matlab?" Zara looked astonished and looked at her father and mother.

"Humne socha hai ke hum tumhare aur Kabeer ke rishta tay kardenge" Salma responded with a smile, she approached Zara cupping her cheeks. "You've grown so quickly, I don’t want to let you go" she whispered brushing away her tears.

Zara frowned, confused. "Amma… woh… main…" she mumbled, she was completely taken aback when her parents informed they are fixing her marriage with Kabeer.

Kabeer. Her cousin. Her best friend.

"I'm not ready" Zara shook her head, so many things were going through her head right now. She had so many questions.

Salma and Irfan chuckled.

"Everyone says that" Irfan stood chuckling and placed his arm around his daughter's shoulder. "Every girl is reluctant and never ready for such a big step in life, but Zara there is someone out there to take a new step with you" he turned her to face him completely, his hands gently holding her upper arms. "And for you, it's Kabeer" he patted her cheek grinning widely. "Peer Sahib has also agreed that your and Kabeer's marriage for our community is very good. He has suggested next week for your Nikah".

"A week? Abba, that is too soon" Zara shook her head. "You've only just let me know, and I… I am not ready" her lips trembled.

"Zara, whatever me and your amma decide it's for your future. There wouldn’t be anyone better than Kabeer" he smiled cradling her cheeks. "Trust your abba and amma on this".

She swallowed thickly, her parents wouldn’t listen to her. There's only one person whom she could speak to and that is Kabeer himself.

Zara sat upright gasping, her chest heaved as she thought of the past. Her fingers hastily brushed through her hair, her lips trembled and tears misted her eyes. Something felt out of place, something was wrong. She just felt it, goosebumps covered her arms.

She glanced at the clock, it was only 3am. She was thankful she didn’t have a shift tomorrow at the hospital, she climbed out of the bed slipping into her sandals and walked out of the bedroom with her phone in hand. The entire house was silent surrounded by darkness, she paused outside her mother's bedroom. A part of her wanted to step inside, she wanted to curl up in her mother's arms and relieve herself of the pain that wrapped itself around her heart and burdened her. However, she couldn’t.

She headed up the stairs and out onto the terrace, some fresh air right now would do her some good. She halted when she noticed Kabeer resting on one of the chairs, his legs stretched out and resting on the table and his eyes closed.

Zara pondered over their relationship over the years, for a second she saw the young best friend who had been a part of her until…

She stiffened when suddenly her phone rang in her hand, her eyes darted to Kabeer who jerked awake at the same time as well. He frowned and looked disorientated.

Zara hastily and accidentally pressed the answer button whereas she wanted to press the cancel button to stop the loud ringing sound.

"Zozo" Najia's voice dragged her attention to the phone and she noticed it was Najia facetiming her. "Zozo" Najia cried out.

"Aapi…" Zara focused ignoring Kabeer's presence. "What's wrong? Why are you crying?" she panicked, her heart dropping every second.

"Z… Fiddy… F…" Najia cried out louder, her cries almost deafening.

Zara's face paled, Kabeer looked concerned. He hadn’t seen Zara in this state ever.

"Aapi… what is wrong? Tell me" Zara clutched the phone tighter. "Aapi" she shouted over the cries of Najia wanting more information, her heart was racing and breaking each second.

Kabeer glanced over noting his mother approaching the terrace hearing the screams, it wasn’t long until his father followed out.

"Kabeer, what's going on?" Ayesha questioned softly seeing Zara screaming at the phone for more information on someone called Fiddy and the woman just crying on the other end.

"Pata nahi, ammi" he murmured in response.

"Stop crying, aapi!" Zara shouted firmly, "Stop crying and tell me what happened! Tell me right now, what happened to Fiddy?"

"Z… Zara… I'm… I'm so sorry"

"Please, you're scaring me" Zara pleaded, tears slipped down her cheeks.

"I… We… We were… we were in an accident and… Z… Zara… she's in… the ICU"

Zara dropped the phone, the screen cracked and the cries of the other woman died. Kabeer rushed over when he noticed her knees buckle and she almost fell down.

"Zara" he called out patting her cheek wrapping an arm around her waist holding her upright. "Zara" he patted her cheek.

She snapped out of her daze, she looked down at her cracked screen then realised Kabeer holding her. She pushed him back and grabbed her phone hurriedly tapping her phone furiously.

"Iqbal, what is Najia aapi saying?"

…

"How? How did this happen?" she cried out swiping her cheeks.

…

"I'm going to make the next flight out of here" Zara stated determination.

…

"Iqbal" she called out his name, "If something happens to her, then I'm not going to forgive anyone of you" she stated cutting the call, tears continued to cascade down her cheeks. She covered her mouth trying to rein in the sobs but she couldn’t. Her shoulders shook as she thought of what was happening back at home.

"Zara" Ayesha touched her shoulder unable to hold back. "Beta, kya hua?"

Zara stiffened, she suddenly recalled Kabeer on the terrace and she hadn’t even realised his parents were here as well. She turned around and looked between them, she brushed away Ayesha's hand.

"Nothing" she snapped and hurried down the stairs to start packing quickly. She was already on another call booking a ticket for the next flight out, which was tomorrow evening. Following that, it would be another 12 hours before she even lands in London.

Kabeer watched from outside the bedroom, he noticed her panicking and shoving her clothes into the suitcase quickly, her hands were shaking and tears continued to slip down her cheeks. He wanted to step inside, he wanted to wrap his arms around her, comfort her with soothing words but he couldn’t even do that. She wasn’t going to be willing to speak to him nor any of his family, maybe she'd speak to Salma, he thought.

Zara dropped the clothes from her hand and made another call.

"Iqbal, give me something" she demanded.

"Zozo, she's in a bad shape right now" he sighed heavily. "We're all at the hospital" he explained.

"I don’t care, I should be there. Not you or anyone else" she slumped onto the bed. "She's my daughter, I should be there for her. I've done exactly what I promised I never would do. I'm not beside her when she needs me" Zara cried. She had vowed when she cradled her daughter in her arms, that she would never feel a feeling of abandonment or loneliness.

"Daughter?" Salma echoed.

Zara lifted her head and glanced over her shoulder, Salma stood by the door with a stunned Kabeer behind her.

Zara swiped her wet cheeks and mumbled that she'd talk to Iqbal in a bit and cut the call, she stood and looked between Salma and Kabeer.

"Zara…" Salma stepped inside. "Wh… what did you just say?" she questioned approaching Zara. When Zara didn’t offer an answer, she held her arms prompting her once again. "What do you mean by daughter?"

Zara looked down at the henna decorated hands, she hadn’t had a chance to speak to Kabeer. Her parents had told her she couldn’t see him until their nikah now. They joked she had her whole life ahead of her to speak to Kabeer.

She tried calling his mobile, but someone always happened to snatch the phone telling her she shouldn’t be speaking to Kabeer until their nikah.

She attempted telling her parents she wasn’t ready but as they did, they dismissed it. Her heart raced as she was led to the stage where Kabeer was waiting. This was happening for real. She looked around, the place was filled with their family and friends. She looked over at her own friends, nobody had any clue the turmoil she was going through.

The responsibility of being married burdened her heart, the dreams she'd woven seemed to be drifting further and further each time she took a step forward to the stage.

The words 'Qubool hai' escaped her lips, her eyes stung with tears as everyone stood hugging one another once Kabeer repeated the same, she looked desperately at Kabeer hoping he'd notice and see the turmoil bubbling within her.

The rest of the day passed in a blur, she didn’t pay attention. She couldn’t.

She was only 18 years old, fresh out of her college and her parents decided that marriage was the next step without consulting her or asking her what she wanted. They only seemed to think this was the right step into her future.

Kabeer stepped inside his bedroom, he looked mesmerised seeing Zara sat on the edge of the bed, her head dipped down slightly. He closed the door locking it and leaned against the wooden doors and stared for a moment. He couldn’t believe it.

He almost didn’t believe his father when he was told, Zara agreed.

His heart nearly dropped when she said the words today, 'Qubool hai'.

Kabeer stepped away from the door and approached her, his eyes perused her in the wedding dress he'd chosen with his mother, she'd worn it and was told numerous times by Salma chachi that Zara loved it.

Zara tilted her head up, she watched as Kabeer crouched down in front. She trembled nervously when he took her hands into his.

"K… Kabeer" she looked confused and nervous.

"Zara" he looked up her, his eyes focused and he smiled brightly. His heart lurched seeing her so close, his fingers closed her over hands and squeezed. "I still can't believe it" he whispered and pressed his lips to her hand. "You know, I didn’t think we'd be here. But we are" he shuffled onto his knees almost with excited nervousness. "Zara… you know… remember you kept asking me who's in my mind and I kept saying no one" his cheeks reddened as he chuckled. "Woh I lied… all this time it was you".

She stared stunned and recalled each time she'd seen him zoning out, and he'd said no one whenever she asked whether he was in love with someone.

She hadn’t expected this, Kabeer was in love with her. They were best friends for sure and she loved him, but as a friend. She hadn’t even realised he had fallen in love with her.

"Zara…" Kabeer whispered, his hands reaching for her. She shuddered when he cradled her cheeks in his hands, his eyes looked at her in a completely different way than she was used to. "You have no idea, how happy I am today" he murmured. "I feel as if I've been blessed with everything, I don’t want… no I don’t need anything else" he smiled warmly. "You're here, with me in our house".

Words that she wanted to give voice to died, she swallowed thickly. She closed her eyes as Kabeer shifted closer, she followed the gentle guidance of his hands as he brought her closer, she clutched onto the edge of the bed feeling his lips brush hers, her fingers released the edge and slowly found themselves holding onto his arms as he guided her onto her back…

"Zara" Salma shook her daughter. "Tumhara matlab kya ta?"

Kabeer stared at Zara, she looked away refusing to divulge anything. "Chachi" he held Salma's arms. "Let me speak to her please" he murmured. Salma wanted to refuse, she wanted to know what exactly Zara meant by 'daughter'.

Salma agreed reluctantly and walked out of the room, she paused seeing Ayesha stood by the door with Shahbaz standing behind her, their faces tensed as they happened to overhear the same.

Zara knew he was still in the room, she ignored him once again and grabbed at her clothes shoving them quickly into the suitcase.

"Zara" Kabeer called out to her, he wanted her focused and her whole attention. "Zara" he closed the distance between them grasping her arm and turning her to face him.

"What are you doing?" Zara snapped attempting to pull away from him, but she failed this time. He was stronger and furious, he wasn’t releasing her without an answer.

"What did you mean?" he questioned firmly.

"I have a daughter" Zara scowled. "What else will that mean?" she taunted.

"How could you not tell me?" his fingers loosened and dropped to his side. Kabeer stepped back and started pacing the floor. The thought of his child living away from him pierced his heart, and here… he had missed years off her life. "How could you have kept this from me?" he narrowed his eyes. "Your hatred blinded you so much that you kept a daughter away from her dad?"

Zara gathered herself together, "I said I had a daughter, not you Kabeer Ahmed" she answered. "Who said anything about you being the dad?"

"Enough" Kabeer yelled, she tensed for a moment never having seen this side of him. "I've had enough, I don’t know how to convince you that I… love, no loved you. But I am not going to let you keep me away from my daughter" he stated firmly.

"She's not yours! She's mine" Zara screamed out, "Where were you when she needed you? Where were you when I needed you?"

"I was right here, I always here Zara" Kabeer gestured with his arms spread out. "You walked out on us, you walked out" he pointed his finger at her harshly.

Zara looked baffled, she couldn’t believe that he was turning this all around and blaming her.

His eyes stung, tears slipped down his cheek. "I didn’t realise that your hatred for me is so much that you kept me away from my daughter" his lips shook, he backed a step brushing a hand through his hair. Zara swallowed thickly as he buckled onto the ground as the realisation dawned on him, he has a daughter out there, and… he doesn’t even know if he will be able to meet her because she's in the ICU fighting for her life.

Wow!! SO Zara n Kabeer have a daughter!! Didn't see that coming. Well done. I really liked this twist. Pls continue and update soon. Looking forward to the next part