Zara brings Aarish to a beautiful house. Aarish asks," Zara, why you brought me to this house, or how beautiful the house is." Zara says, "This house is intertwined with my life, just as beautiful as it looks. It also gives me pain.
When they entered, Zara introduced Aarish to her daughter, Maariya. Maariya greeted Zara warmly, calling her "Mummy," which startled Aarish. Confused, Aarish looked to Zara for an explanation.
Maariya then asked, "Mummy, who is this uncle?" Zara responded, "Maariya, this uncle is a friend of mine. You can call him uncle."
Maariya looked at Aarish and said, "Hi, uncle."
Aarish is surprised and asks Zara, "Zara, you're my friend ? what's happening here? Tell me something."
Maariya asked, "Uncle, you don't like me." He replied, "No, that's not true. Uncle likes you very much. You should go inside and I have to talk to Mommy."
He asked Zara, "Zara, this girl is okay, but why do I have to be called 'uncle' when you addressed as mommy ? Tell me."
Zara smiled, "At least someone was not inquiring me about who her dad instead of asking why, do I have to be called "Uncle? " Let's go, I'll tell you."
she began, her voice tinged .
"We were six friends – Meera, Ayeza, Nadeem, Rihan, Ishaan, and myself. Our bond was unbreakable, a tapestry woven with laughter and support.
In our group, each one of us played a unique role. Meera, with her infectious energy, kept us all on our toes. Ayeza, the peacemaker, smoothed out any rough edges that threatened our harmony. Rihan, the prankster, never failed to lighten the mood with his antics. And Ishaan, the silent observer, often surprised us with his profound insights.
But it was Nadeem who was my constant. He could sense my emotions even before I uttered a word. In moments of sadness, his comforting presence was all I needed to find solace. And when life threw its challenges, his unwavering support became my strength. He was my confidant, my pillar of strength. He understood me like no other.
Together, we all navigated the highs and lows of life, standing by each other through thick and thin. Our friendship was a sanctuary, a safe place where we could be ourselves without fear of judgment.
Among our group of 6 friends, only I have parents , and the rest are orphans. I am everything for them —mother, father, brother, sister . I play every role for them.
Meera is not just my friend. She was like a sister, even surpassing the bond of a mother. Our bond was unbreakable, built on years of trust and companionship . One day, Nadeem told me that he likes Meera. I talked to Meera about this, and it turned out Meera also likes Nadeem. So, all of us friends got Nadeem and Meera married.
A while later, Ishaan came to me and told me that he had seen some people following Nadeem and Meera. We investigated and found out that they were some people from Nadeem's company, but their backgrounds were very powerful, so we couldn't do anything about it.
We didn't want to disturb Nadeem because happiness had finally come into his life after so many years, so we decided to approach RAW. We decided to monitor them legally.
Then, after some time, we found out that Meera was pregnant, and we were very happy. Later, we found out that Rihan and Ayeza liked each other, so we decided to get them married too.
Everything was going well. We were also conducting investigations, and we fired some people from their jobs and permanently hired others.
A few months later, Meera started experiencing labor pains. We were all at the hospital, praying for Meera and her baby's well-being. At that time, our lives were hanging in the balance.
Then the nurse came out with a little baby girl and said, "It's a daughter, and the mother is perfectly safe too." We were overjoyed to welcome a little soul into our lives. We named that precious baby girl 'Maariya'.
Everything took a tragic turn when one day Meera, Ishaan, and Maariya were returning home from the hospital. Their car met with an accident, and Meera died on the spot. Ishaan was unconscious. Maariya survived but was injured.
Ishaan was in the driver's seat .But he wasn't injured at all. I became suspicious and conducted an investigation, and then I found out that Ishaan led Meera and Maariya into a jungle path with the intention of killing them. Already, there were forty people present.
First, they started shooting at the tires, then they began firing at the car, hitting Meera with a bullet, resulting in her death. Maariya hid below, so she was unharmed. Otherwise, she would have been killed too.
We've managed Nadeem through a lot of difficulties. When Meera died, Maariya was only 2 years old, so she didn't remember much and considered me as her mother. Nadeem had an accident last month, and he's in a coma.
Aarish stepped forward and wrapped his arms around Zara, holding her tightly. "I'm here for you," he whispered, his voice filled with sincerity. "I'll never leave you."
He pulled back slightly to look into her eyes, a hint of regret on his face. "I'm so sorry. I had no idea how much my little Lavender has been suffering."
Just then, Rihan and Ayeza arrived. Zara was taken aback when she saw Rihan and Ayeza walk in. "What are you both doing here? Who is with Nadeem?" she asked, her voice laced with concern.
Rihan quickly reassured her, "Nadeem is with his assistant and the nurse. Are you okay? Did you get hurt?"
Ayeza added, "As soon as we heard Ishaan had arrived, we rushed over."
Zara said , "So, when I called you, you had already reached India, and you didn't tell me anything during the call.""
Rihan said, "You hung up on me; I didn't get a chance to tell you anything. By the way, what did you want to say?"
Zara's voice trembled with emotion as she confronted Rihan. "So, when I called you, you had already reached India, and you didn't tell me anything during the call."
Rihan sighed, his expression serious. "You hung up on me before I could explain. By the way, what did you want to say?"
Tears welled in Zara's eyes as she poured out her heart. "Rihan, he has come to take my child away from me. If Ishaan takes Maariya from me, I won't spare him. I'll forget he was ever our friend. I could give my life for friendship, but if anyone separates me from Maariya, I'll take theirs."
Rihan reached out to comfort her. "Zara, I've said it before: Ishaan has no connection to Meera's death. You can't keep blaming him."
Her tears spilled over as she cried, "How is it not his fault? He's a murderer! If he hadn't taken them into the jungle that day and brought them back on the highway, Meera would be alive. So many bullets were fired at the car, but not one hit him. How can that be a coincidence?"
Rihan and Ayeza try to calm Zara down. Rihan gestures to Ayeza to remove the glassware from there. Aarish sees this and removes them himself.
"Zara, no one will separate Maariya from you," Rihan said, his voice steady. "Certainly not Ishaan. Don't worry."
Zara shook her head, fear etching her features. "He will definitely try. He has that blood relation with her."
Rihan and Ayeza froze, confusion spreading across their faces. "Blood relation? How is there a blood relation? If the child is Nadeem and Meera's, then how is Maariya connected to Ishaan?" they pressed.
"Zara, what are you hiding? Please tell us," Ayeza urged.
Taking a deep breath, Zara finally revealed the truth. "Yes, the child is Nadeem and Meera's, but Meera never told anyone that Ishaan is her younger brother."
Zara took a deep breath, her voice trembling as she explained, "Their mothers were different, but they shared the same father. Meera's mother passed away right after giving birth, and then their father remarried. His new wife already had one child, and later, Ishaan was born. When their father and stepmother died in a car accident, they ended up in an orphanage .
Rihan asked , "Why didn't Meera tell us about this?" Zara shook her head sadly. "Because after her stepmother and father's death, people started calling Meera unlucky. She didn't want to burden anyone with her past."
The weight of her words hung in the air. "And now Ishaan has returned to take Maariya away because Nadeem is in a coma."
Rihan placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "Don't worry, we're all here for you." He turned to Ayeza, saying, "Take Zara for a walk. She needs some rest."
Ayeza nodded and gently led Zara away, offering her support.
Once they were alone, Rihan turned to Aarish. "You know, Aarish, Zara is incredibly strong. No matter what happens, she never shares her problems with anyone."
When Meera died, Zara was the most affected; it felt as if her entire world had crumbled. Yet, she never spoke about her pain. Instead, she poured her energy into comforting those around her. She loved Maariya as if she were her own child, and in those moments of love, it felt like Meera was still there, wrapping her arms around Zara.
Zara was known for her selflessness; she never hurt her loved ones but instead sacrificed her own happiness for theirs. Rihan recalled how, just moments ago, they had hurried to remove all the glassware when Zara faced her fears, fearing she might unintentionally harm herself.
Rihan said ,"You saw how much Zara hates Ishaan ."You remember during the pagfera when Zara was supposed to come back? She had some urgent work, and that's why she didn't return. It was then that Ishaan had his accident.
"We had called Zara so she could see Ishaan one last time. The doctor told us it would be difficult for him to survive; a truck had completely wrecked his car. But Zara refused. She said she didn't want to see him."
Rihan paused, letting the weight of his words sink in. "Yet, on the other hand, she stayed in the hospital for an entire week, taking care of him in secret, without either of them knowing. She even went as far as to bring a doctor from America to help with his recovery. I found out all of this from a doctor who's a friend of mine."
"So, you see, despite the hatred she claims to have for Ishaan, her actions tell a different story. She has been fighting for him all along, even when it seemed like she wanted nothing to do with him."
Zara only truly listened to Nadeem, the one person who understood her in ways no one else could.
She had endured so much trauma, and we had hoped that after her marriage, she would find happiness and distance from all the sorrow that had plagued her but it turned out the opposite; she got more involved.
You don't know how not long ago, Zara had been attacked and shot. I'm afraid if anything happens to Zara, we won't be able to bear it.
Zara doesn't speak much, but Nadeem understands her silence."Aarish," Rihan urged, "please learn to understand her silence. Just because she's smiling doesn't mean she's happy. Zara hides her sadness behind that smile, not wanting anyone to know the pain she carries inside."
The following morning, Zara and Aarish return home, and Aarish turned to her, determination in his eyes. "I promise, Zara, I will protect you from every difficulty that comes your way."
The following morning, Zara and Aarish returned home, the weight of the past few days still heavy in the air. Aarish turned to her, determination in his eyes. "I promise, Zara, I will protect you from every difficulty that comes your way."
Later that afternoon, Zara's phone rang. The urgency in the caller's voice sent a chill down her spine. "Ishaan needs to be saved quickly. He's at the same place where Meera had her accident."
Without a moment's hesitation, Zara rushed out, not wanting to involve her friends or Aarish. The familiar fear and adrenaline coursed through her as she drove, memories of the past flooding her mind.
When she arrived at the desolate location, her heart raced. She rushed inside and found Ishaan tied up, blood covering his clothes. Panic surged within her, but she couldn't afford to falter.
As Zara rushed into the dimly lit room, then a man approached, and Zara recognized him—it's you. You work as a manager in Nadeem's company, and your name is Vihaan.
"Wow, what a good memory she has," he taunted, a smirk playing on his lips. "And look, she arrived to save a murderer who killed her friend with just one call. Wow, that's friendship."
Zara's blood boiled. "Let Ishaan go!" she shouted, her voice steady despite the fear coursing through her.
Vihaan shrugged, unfazed. "No, why should I let him go? I've worked too hard to get here. I won't let it slip away now."
Just then, the door creaked open, and five men stepped into the room whom the men Zara had been searching for, the ones responsible for so much pain in her life. Anger surged within her as she faced them.
"You guys," she seethed, her eyes narrowing, "alright, today I will end your story here."