Third person's POV.
The next morning came with same sadness and restlessness. Mehak got up from bed and looked at his tired face. Her eyes filled up with tears as she didn't want to see him in pain and here she was witnessing his pain. She knew how hurt he was. How broken he felt. How lonely he became.

Covering his body with blanket, she stepped down from the bed and went to take a shower to calm her tense nerves. Taking a long cold shower, she tried to get some freshness. Changing into her peach frock with trouser matching to her frock. Coming out she looked at him once who was still sleeping. Going in front of the mirror she dried her hair and then spread them back on her back while half binding them in a clip. Turning around she looked at him once and without any intention of waking him up she walked out.

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"What happened to you?" It's still 8 in the morning and you're up?" His father asked while coming in after the walk.

"It's going to be fun Dad. Just don't talk." Switching to one of the news channels, he said and leaned back on the sofa with his coffee mug.

His father cleaned his face with a towel while his eyes were observing his son who was seated in his sleeping trouser and didn't bother to wear a shirt but in his white vest. His hair was still a mess spread on his forehead telling him that he just ran out of his bed without looking at himself, otherwise he was very conscious about his looks.

But today something was special which startled his father. Instead of watching TV in his room he came down in hall to watch some news. Taking the glass of juice, his father walked to him while observing him. Spreading his arm on the sofa he took a sip of his coffee completely avoiding his father's glare on him.

"What happened to you today? Is there anything special?" Taking a seat in front of him on the couch, his father asked.

"Special!? It's going to be a blast." He said while sitting up properly as the news headlines started.

"We're giving you the latest news from business. The CEO of J Companies Aarham Jahan Ahmad who is well known and reputed businessman of our country, it's shocking to know that his sister ran away from her own wedding with none other than the CEO of Shah Group of Companies Shahmir Siddiqui who is well known for his adrift and playboy image."

"Boom." He said as the news telecast and he laughed with claps.

"See the special news." He said and saw the servant bringing the newspaper in.

"Bring it here." Ordering the servant, he said and grabbing the newspaper he opened the front page and saw the same news printed on it which brought a huge smile to his lips.

"Jackpot." He said and threw that newspaper to his father.

"What... you did this?" His father asked shocked looking at the TV screen and then at the newspaper.

"It's just the beginning Dad. Wait and watch." Placing the cup on table, he got up and walked up to his room as he had still his sleep to finish.

Mehak's POV

I arranged all the breakfast and served the table but I knew bringing everyone on the table was going to be a difficult task.

"Mahi." I called her who was helping me in making breakfast.

"Go and check Maliha Api and twins. Call them for breakfast." I said and nodded she walked out of the kitchen.

"Ya Allah help me." I said while stepping out of the kitchen.

Taking a deep breath, I stopped outside the door of Hammad Taaya g's room. Knocking, I waited for the door to be opened. Madiha Taayi opened the door.

"Assalam-o-Alaikum. Breakfast is ready. Please come." I said with concern as I was scared that she might refuse.

"Walikusalam. We're coming beta. You go and call Zeeniya and Jahan. I'm going to call Waqas and Robi." She said with a smile and I nodded with a back smile.

Turning to Mama's room I was just praying that she accepts to have something to eat. Knocking on the door I waited it to be opened. Papa opened the door and I smiled.

"Assalam-o-Alaikum Papa. Is Mama okay?" I asked concerned.

"Walikumusalam. She's fine. Is breakfast ready?" Papa asked and I nodded.

"I came to call you." I said and he gave a nod.

"We are coming." Papa said and I smiled while turning back.

Sighing, I walked back to the breakfast table and saw Maliha Api and Haseeb already on the table.

"Good morning Bhabhi." Said Haseeb and I gave a nod.

"Where are the twins?" I asked looking at Maliha.

"Mahi went to call them." She said and I nodded.

"Where is Roshaane?" Asked Maliha looking at me.

"Papa and Mama are angry with her. They're not talking to her since..." I stopped as I saw her looking down.

So I thought to let her have her breakfast in her room today as I don't want Mama to get disturbed more," I said, explaining, and she nodded.

"I'm going to call Aarham. Please serve yourself," I said and walked from there to call my king who has to bring all the things to their place, and I knew he would do it.

As I stepped into the room, I saw him still sleeping. Closing the door behind me, I walked to him to wake him up.

"Aarham." Calling him, I took a seat on the bed and ran my fingers through his smooth hair.

"Aarham," I called him again, and slowly his eyes moved, and he opened them.

"Aarham, get up," I said and combed his hair with my fingers and saw him looking at me.

With a jolt, he sat up, and I looked at him confused.

"How's... How's everyone?" he asked, and the next second his eyes moved to see the huge wall clock.

Turning to the side table, he picked up his mobile and dialed a number. I was watching his every action. I saw the frown on his forehead while his hands were shivering.

"I want to talk to Aabia," he said as someone received the call.

"Hi Aabia. How are you? You okay, na?" I heard him asking all the questions in one breath.

"Don't worry. You just take care of yourself. I'm your brother-just remember that. Will always be there for you. You just have to call me," he was saying, and I was witnessing his love for his siblings, for his sisters.

I found him in all these months highly emotional, highly sensitive. He has an ocean of love for every relation. For one, he was ready to do anything. I knew he wanted everyone happy, and in doing so, he sometimes hurt some hearts-but it was not his intention. As I knew him, so I could understand his feelings and guilt, his happiness and sadness.

"How's Mom?" His voice brought me out of my thoughts, and I gave a nod in answer.

"She's fine. Waiting for you at breakfast," I said, and he nodded.

"My clothes, please." Stepping down from the bed, he said and rushed toward the washroom, while I took his clothes out and placed them in the changing room.

Cleaning the room, I stepped out as I knew he would join us soon. As I reached the hall, I saw all of them at the breakfast table. But all were silent. There was nothing like the old breakfast I used to see, where smiles and laughter could be shared.

"Please have breakfast, everyone," I said, going closer to them.

I went to Mama and filled a glass of juice for her, but she was looking so dull and inactive. Her eyes were so moist that I knew she was ready to cry.

"Mama," I called her while placing my hand on her, as I was not able to see her like this.

"Please... take care of my Aarham and my twins," Mama said, while many tears left her eyes, and I knelt down in front of her and held her hands.

"Why are you saying like that? You have to take care of all of us," I said and tried to show myself strong, but my own eyes got moist.

"Aabia... Aabia broke me completely. I will never forgive her." Mama cried, and I joined her too, as I was not understanding how to console her, how to erase this pain from her heart.

"Promise me." Holding my hand firmly, she said, and I opened my eyes to see her.

"You'll never leave my Aarham alone. You'll take care of my twins and your Papa for me," she said again, startling me.

"Zeeniya, what are you saying? Why are you talking like this?" Papa interfered, and I turned to see his concerned face.

His eyes could say how much he loves Mama.

"Zeeniya, everything will be okay." I heard Robi Taayi g.

"Zee Maa." We all looked at Shams Bhai, who came all of a sudden in his bad condition.

His dark circles and red eyes, messed hair-were telling how much he was disturbed, hurt, and dejected.

"I'm... I'm... going. And maybe I won't come back. Ever." He said, looking down, and I saw Aarham stopped a few steps back as he heard Shams.

"What... did you say?" Mama said while getting up.

"You'll go leaving your Zee Maa alone?!" Mama said while taking slow steps, and I followed her as I saw her getting weak.

I looked at Aarham and gave him a nod to come closer, as I was not feeling good about Mama's health. Her weak and shivering body was scaring me. I had never seen her like this, and I never wanted to.

"Tell me. What you said?" Mama asked again while going to Shams Bhai, who was standing with his head lowered.

"That's right. I should be punished because my kids made a mistake." Nodding at her words, she said while I saw Aarham coming closer, and I was hardly controlling my tears.

"You should go. Punish your Zee Maa, and it will be her punishment to die without looking at you." Mama said, and I looked at Aarham, Shams Bhai, and the twins, who were shocked.

Not only them, but we all were shocked by her words. How could she say that? My words seemed lost, and my tears became uncontrollable.

"Mama."

"Zee Maa."

"Mom."

"Zeenya Maa."

"Zeeniya."

All of us yelled as Mama collapsed on the ground. We all ran to her unconscious figure laying on the ground.

"Mom." Pulling Mama into his lap, Aarham said, and I saw his eyes going wet.

Aarham's POV

"Mom." Taking Mom in my lap, I called her as my eyes filled with tears.

I had never imagined these days of my life. These obstacles and this fear. The fear of losing your loved one. And there it was-my mother-I didn't want to lose. Hugging her, I looked at Aarib Bhai.

"Take the car out," I said, looking at him, and nodding, he ran out while I carried my mom in my arms and ran from there while I felt Dad following me.

"Zeeniya." Getting in the car, Dad took Mom's head in his lap and kept caressing her forehead while I was praying for her life.

"Bhai, drive fast," I said to Aarib Bhai and looked at the pale face of Mom.

As soon as we reached the hospital, I picked my Mom again in my arms and ran inside with a beating heart. I didn't care where and how I was running, who I was bumping into. I was just scared for my Mom.

"Doctor!" Calling the doctor, I waited.

"Doctor, my Mom!" As our private doctor saw us, he took Mom into the operating room while we all were standing outside the room, waiting.

I saw Dad, the twins, and Roshaane standing with tears in their eyes. Turning my head toward her-who was standing a bit far from me-but I could see that she could feel my pain, my fear, and could hear my unspoken words. Holding my tears back, I kept praying for my Mom as my heart was beating in fear.

"She'll be fine." I heard her soothing words just close to me while she held my hand.

I turned to see my Mehak, who was already looking at me with tears in her eyes.

Time kept passing, and we all were waiting impatiently to know about Mom's condition. After 20 minutes, doctors came out, and we all ran to him.

How's my Zeeniya?" asked Dad restlessly.

"Calm down, Mr. Jahan. She's fine now," said the doctor, and we all took a breath of relief.

"Can I see her?" said Shams, coming closer, but I stopped him as his own condition was not good.

"Not now as she's sleeping. Her blood pressure increased to a high level and it can be dangerous if it happens again. I've told you to keep her tension-free. Let her rest now. We'll keep her under observation to check her blood pressure. Please wait here," said the doctor and left while I turned to see Dad who was looking so broken.

Going to him, I hugged him and kept caressing his back.

"She's fine. Don't worry," I said, consoling Dad, and moved back to see him.

"She's fine, Dad," I said with a light smile, and Dad nodded.

"Aarham." We both turned at the voice.

I saw Aarib Bhai standing with ragged breaths. I looked at him, confused.

"What happened, Bhai?" I asked, going to him.

"That... news..." he said, but I couldn't understand.

"What news?" I asked and went to him.

Taking the mobile out, he played the video and my eyes widened at the news playing on it.

"We're giving you the latest news from business. The CEO of J Companies Aarham Jahan Ahmad, who is a well-known and reputed businessman of our country, it's shocking to know that his sister ran away from her own wedding with none other than the CEO of Shah Group of Companies, Shahmir Siddiqui, who is well known for his adrift and playboy image."

The news was playing and I felt the earth slip from under my feet and the sky fall on me. I turned to see Dad, who faltered on his feet, but the twins ran to him and held him.

"Dad, please. Don't think about anything," I said, going to him, who was looking so weak.

"We are here with you," said Sameer, holding Dad, and I nodded.

"She not only broke us, but she also ruined your image," Dad said, and I went closer to him and held his hands.

"Don't say that. People will forget this in a few days, but please don't hate her that much," I said, and Dad looked at me with anger.

"Don't hate her?! My Zeeniya is lying there, my kids are crying, my son's reputation-she ruined everything, and you're saying don't hate her? She broke our hearts. She gave this pain to us. She's dead to me," he said, moving to see Mom from the door while I looked at Sameer and Shazam, who were also crying.

"You have to be strong. Don't worry. I'll set everything right," I said, and they nodded.

"Sir." I turned at the voice of Abbas.

"What happened?" I asked him, seeing he looked tense.

"The reporters. They are all outside. Waiting for you," he said, and I looked at Dad and my whole family.

"I'm coming," I said and walked to Mehak.

"Would you like to join me?" I asked, as I really needed her there with me.

"Always," she replied, holding my hand, and I smiled.

"Aarib Bhai, take care of Mom. I'm just coming." Saying this, I walked out with my companion, whose warm touch on my hand was giving me strength to face all these problems. Ali and Abbas joined us, covering us from both sides.

"Sir, we're here," Abbas said, and I nodded and stepped out of the hospital, stopping when I saw a huge crowd of news reporters there.

"Mr. Aarham is here!" As they saw me, they ran toward me, and I held her hand tightly.

It was for the first time that I didn't want to face them. I didn't want to answer their questions. For the first time, I was scared.

"What happened to your mother?"

"Sir, why did your sister run away on her wedding day?"

"Were you compelling her to do this marriage?"

"Did her running away cause your mother to be hospitalized?"

"Tell us what is happening, sir?"

Countless questions started coming out, and I looked at them, forming answers in my mind.

"Do you people like to hurt a man more who is already so tense?" Before I could say something, Mehak said.

"Ma'am, can you tell us why Aabia Jahan Ahmad ran away? What do you want to say about this?"

The question was again asked, and this time she held my hand tightly, and I knew she was feeling nervous. She had never faced all this, and because of me, now she was going through it.

"I know you have a lot of questions to ask because you have to sell your news, but that doesn't mean you hurt a person who is already going through so much pain. Why Aabia did this-we also don't know. Aarham Jahan Ahmad doesn't know anything. His mother is fighting for her life and you people are eager to find your answers. Please leave us alone as we are already so tense. Please," she said and turned to go back with me, and I smiled looking at her, who saved me from giving any answers.

We both walked inside without listening to their questions. Stopping, she turned to see me.

"I did good, na?" she asked innocently, and I smiled while pulling her into my arms.

"Thank you. Thank you for being with me every time," I said and moved back to see her.

"I'll always be with you," she replied, and I nodded and we both walked back to see Mom.

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Third Person's POV

Three days passed, and Zeeniya was recovering well, but she still had pain in her heart-the pain of being betrayed by her daughter. Roshaane was there to hug her mom, but Zeeniya was not talking to her as she was angry with her too. Sameer and Shazam were also there, taking care of their mom.

Shams didn't come to see his ZeeMaa as he was feeling responsible for her condition. He was feeling guilty.

"Mom." Aarham said as he entered the room.

"Is he outside?" Before Aarham could say anything, Zeeniya asked, and he nodded.

"Mom, I have something to tell you." Aarham said and looked at Mehak and Aarib standing there.

"Sameer and Shazam, you go out and take Roshaane with you," Aarham said, and both nodded and went out with their younger sister.

"Aarib Bhai, come." Calling Aarib, he moved to Zeeniya, who sat up.

"I wanted to say this but stopped myself because I knew you would never accept it. But now it's necessary," Aarham started, but Aarib and Zeeniya didn't understand.

"I want... Shams to get married," Aarham said finally, revealing what was on his mind.

"With whom?" asked Zeeniya impatiently.

"Zarnish," Aarham said, which shocked Aarib and confused Zeeniya, who wanted to know why her son said that.

"Are you out of your mind? You think you can decide everything?" Aarib said, getting angry, but holding his hand, Aarham calmed him down.

"Because Zarnish loves Shams." On Aarham's next words, Zeeniya and Aarib looked at him, shocked.

"What?" said both Zeeniya and Aarib, shocked.

"It's true," Mehak joined the conversation.

"Listen, please. I know I'm no one to decide someone's life, but they are not just anyone-they are my brother and Zarnish is like my sister. On Mehndi day, I came to know that she loves Shams because she was crying. Crying that Shams was going far from her. That day I couldn't do anything, but now I think it's better to tie them with each other. Zarnish's love is the cure for Shams' pain," Aarham said, and this time both didn't say anything.

"What do you both think? The decision will be yours." Saying this, Aarham got up and turned to go with Mehak.

"Aarham," Aarib called him.

"Will Shams agree?" The question showed his yes for the marriage.

Aarham smiled and gave a nod and walked to Zeeniya.

"His Zee Maa will do that. And Mom, before your discharge, you have to do this. Make him agree or he'll destroy himself," Aarham said, and Zeeniya nodded with a smile.

"I know what I have to do. Send him in," Zeeniya said, and all smiled as they felt spring returning to their lives.

"I'm going to talk to Mom and Dad," Aarib said, and they nodded and stepped out of the room.

Shams Bhai."
Mehak went to Shams while Aarham walked after Maliha, who was going out of the hospital.

"Mama is calling you. Papa, you go too."
Mehak said, and nodding, both walked toward the room while she smiled and prayed for their happiness.

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Aarham's POV

"Can I sit here?" I asked, looking at Maliha Api. She looked up at me and nodded.

Taking a seat next to her, I looked at the flowers blooming in the garden. It was a beautiful garden in the hospital, and I found it an appropriate place to talk to her.

"I'm sorry," I said, looking straight.

"For what?" On her question, I turned to her.

"You don't know why I'm sorry?" I asked, and she shook her head.

"For separating you from Aarib Bhai. For breaking your heart. I didn't know you loved Aarib Bhai. I'm sorry for being selfish-for my sister," I said, letting out what was disturbing me.

"I'm not your sister?" On her words, I looked at her, shocked.

"If a decision was for your sister, then I took the decision for my sister too. Don't think that Aarib married Roshaane because you said so. No, he's not an easy guy to deal with. I know him. He does what he wants to do. When I asked him to marry Roshaane, he showed me his anger, telling me that I was also hurting him like Aarham did. But all of a sudden, he decided to marry Roshaane. Why?" She said, and I kept listening.

"He's not the man who listens to others. But he's the one who takes his own decisions. And here, he listened to his heart, which couldn't see his Zee Maa in tears. Not for me, not for you, but for his Zee Maa, he sacrificed his love. And I let him go because I wanted that too." She said as many tears left her eyes.

"It hurts-a lot-when I see him as someone else's. But still, there's happiness that he'll be happy one day because he'll be with someone who loves him more than I ever could," she said, crying silently.

"I'm sorry, Api. Really sorry. On behalf of my sister, my family, and myself," I said, looking down.

"Am I not your family?" she asked, and I smiled.

"You're my elder sister. A very important part of my family," I said and wiped her tears.

"I know. So, young brother, do you love my bhabhi?" Suddenly she asked while holding my arm, and I smiled.

"What do you think?" I asked as I remembered Aabia and her love.

"I think my brother is crazy for her," she said, and I smiled widely and gave a nod.

"Thank you," I said.

"For forgiving me. Maybe because we hurt your heart," I added.

"One more time you say that, I won't talk to you," she said, getting up.

"Okay, sorry." Holding my ears, I said, and she smiled.

"Come, let's plan your date with my bhabhi, as she too is disturbed with all these obstacles." Holding my arm, she walked inside, planning something, and I smiled, feeling relaxed as she was smiling.

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Third Person's POV

Zeeniya was discharged from the hospital, but still, the doctor recommended complete bed rest. For that, Aarham arranged a nurse who was taking care of Zeeniya.

"Son, I'm fine now. There's no need for it," Zeeniya said, looking at the nurse standing there.

"Ma'am, I'll take care of you. Don't worry, I won't bother you for anything," the nurse said, and Aarham smiled with Mehak.

"What's your name?" asked Zeeniya with a smile.

"Dua," she said with a smile.

"Nice name," said Zeeniya, and Aarham went out, leaving Zeeniya with the nurse, while Mehak followed him.

"So when is the nikah?" asked Mehak, looking at Aarham as they stepped out of the room.

"Tonight," he said with a smile because Shams had agreed to get married to Zarnish.

"I'm so happy for Shams," said Aarham, and both walked to their room with a smile. She could see how tired he was.

"Want to sleep?" she asked as they entered the room.

"A lot," he said and held her hand while walking to the bed.

Taking off his shoes, he lay down and pulled her on top of him.

"Aarham." Her shocked voice came, and he wrapped his arms around her and closed his eyes.

"I want to sleep," he said as she tried to free herself.

"Don't move. I'm not going to leave you," he said, turning to the right side and taking her completely in his arms. She smiled in his embrace.

"I'm not moving," she said, circling her arms around his back, hugging him, and closed her eyes.

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"Where is Sir? I think I should go and check," said Abbas as Aarham's PA came to meet him and Abbas was searching for him.

Looking in the hall, when he didn't find him, he walked to Zeeniya and Jahan's room because he knew Aarham must be there. But he stopped as he saw a lady coming out of the room.

Ignoring her, he was going to knock on the door, but holding his hand, she stopped him and shocked him. Pulling his hand back, freeing it from her fragile one, he looked at her, confused.

"What are you doing?" he asked, feeling strange.

"What are you doing? Can't you see Aunty must be sleeping? Your knock would disturb her," she said, fully ready to fight with him.

"And who are you to stop me? I'm here to call Sir," he said, taking a step back as she took a step closer to him.

He looked at her, who was wearing a white dress with a white chiffon dupatta fixed on her head. A black mole on her chin was glowing on her face. He averted his eyes from her immediately.

"Listen Ma'am. Please... Sir... his PA is here to meet him," he said, moving a step back as she stepped closer again.

"Who's Sir? By the way, who are you? What's your name?" she asked, holding his black jacket and looked here and there to find any name tag.

"What are you doing? Stay away." Moving back, he found himself nervous.

"Ary, why are you getting angry? I simply asked a question," she said, and he turned without answering.

"Mad," he muttered, almost running from there, and she shrugged her shoulders.

"Stupid," she mumbled and moved to the kitchen to have something to drink.

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Evil Eye's POV

"Wow. She's looking so pretty in anger," he said, looking at the TV where the news was going on.

Aarham and Mehak were answering the reporters, and his eyes were fixed on Mehak while his mind was planning more.

"It's just the start, Aarham. Now get ready for the next shock," he said, looking at Aarham's tense face.

Taking his cell out, he dialed a number.

"Yes, keep an eye. I want every detail of their every move," he said and cut the call while noticing his father standing there.

"Isn't it enough what you've done? Now I'm telling you to stop all this or you'll regret it," his father said, and he laughed.

"Don't worry about that, Pops. I'll make my way out. By the way, I'm going to get my Mehak," winking at his father, he walked from there, leaving his father in shock.

"I'm telling you, all this will lead you to big trouble," his father yelled from behind, but he didn't care and walked out.

A/N:: Assalam-o-Alikum readers readers.

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