Naveen was sitting on a chair, in the dining room. She was chopping the vegetables but her mind was elsewhere. She was missing Neha. She had 2 daughters of her own, but Neha was very caring. Alina, Neha's mother, before Alina died Naveen promised Alina that she would take care of Neha and will protect her no matter what. She wiped her tears as she remembered the promise she had made with a dying person but couldn't keep it. Arshad didn't hear anyone, he didn't let anyone explain. He made his decision and kicked Neha out. Naveen was very worried about Neha being out there, fighting her battles all alone. She tried so many times to talk with Arshad and tried to convince him, not to leave Neha alone. But he never listened. She tried to make him think of his dead brother who had left his only daughter with Arshad and his family. He knew

NEHA'S POV:-I groaned in pain and tried to open my eyes. But I felt so weak that I wasn't even able to open my eyes. "Baba." My voice was barely a whisper. I was too weak to call out loud. "Baba." I called again but nothing. The pain in my head was unbearable. I winced in pain. A sob escaped my lips and tears started flowing freely. "Neha, are you okay? Why are you crying?" I heard his voice."My head hurts so bad. Please, do something." I pleaded to him."Shhh… it's okay. Don't cry. Let me get you something for your headache." He said and crawled out of the bed. I wrapped my arms around my body. I started

AZFAR'S POV:-I opened my eyes in the morning. I looked at Neha who was sleeping peacefully. I pecked her forehead and crawled out of the bed. I went into the bathroom and took a quick shower. I then brushed my teeth and exited the bathroom. I looked at my bed and found her hugging my pillow tightly. I chuckled and went to bed. I sat beside her and studied her face for a few moments. I leaned a little more and a droplet of water fell on her face. She frowned her brows and snuggled closer to my pillow. I shook my head and went to the closet. I wore my casual jeans and t-shirt and exited the closet, drying my hair with a towel. I again went to the bed and sat beside her. I leaned closer to her ear. "Wake up sleepy head. Or we will be late for your surprises." I whisp

AZFAR'S POV:- After a fun filled day out with my wife. We came back home. I couldn't just stop staring at her. She was beautiful and I was so thankful to have her in my life. We reached the door and my mother greeted us both. I was so lost into her beauty that I didn't even realize that something smelled fishy. I went to my bedroom and waited for Neha to be with me. I couldn't control myself. I wanted to kiss her again. I wanted to touch her. Of course, if she would allow me. A few minutes passed but she didn't come to our bedroom. I started to feel like I had missed something. Suddenly, I heard her sobbing. I quickly stood up and ran downstairs. I looked around but couldn't find her. Then I realized she was in my parent's bedroom. I knocked at the door and o

AZFAR'S POV:-As we reached home, I quickly went to my room. I couldn't believe that bitch could do something like that. She was so determined. I was sitting on one of the couches in my bedroom. The door opened and my angry mother appeared. I wasn't in the mood to have another episode of my mother's rage. But I couldn't tell anyone about whatever had happened to me at work."How dare you force her again, Azfar? I can't believe it. You did that again." She yelled at me angrily. I just stared at her with confusion. "What are you talking about, Amma?" I asked."Don't play innocent, Azfar.