Ep 73

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"Come early in the morning." Hoor took turns hugging the three of them. Yumna's family was going back and she was telling Yumna, Zartasha and Faria. They shook their head and left. Hoor went back inside. All the guests were gone. Now the family was just there.

When Hoor entered, everyone was sitting in the lounge. Her in-laws were also here. Hoor went ahead and met her father-in-law, because he was among the men upstairs all the time and sat down with her mother-in-law. Halima had placed mehendi etc. on the table so that the family could now perform the rituals. After the family performed the ritual, Shazia asked Ahil to get up and sit with Hoor , on which he sat though he didn't want to. It was a compulsion. He could go home only after this was over. Arsalan immediately went ahead and started taking pictures.

"We want to do Ahil's ritual too, the rest of didn't, but we can." Shazia picked up a piece of sweets and fed it to Ahil. Ahil did not deny it. Family can do.

"Let's go now? Have to Wake up early in the morning and do a lot of work." Ahil talked about leaving, before anyone asked him to perform the Hoor's ritual too. No one's attention was drawn to it, and both Ahil and Hoor thanked Allah.

"In dono ne to rasam kee hi nai ek dusry ki." Wania suddenly remembered, while getting ready to return. Ahil and Hoor glared at Wania, but Wania smiled and motioned for both of them to sit down. Ahil was wearing a black kurta shalwar.

(They didn't do the ritual of each other.)

Both of them fed each other sweets. There were manners shown from both sides as both were tired and the family members were also present. After the ritual, they went back.

After they left, Arsalan took some pictures of the family and then all of them got up and went to their room.

Hoor came into the room after changing her clothes and washing her face. The room was empty. She took a deep breath and sat down on the bed. Today was her last night in the house, after which she would come for a few days whenever she came. This house, where she spent her childhood. Where she took her first step. Where she had memories of her mother... she missed her mama very much on this occasion. Often remembering her, she would cry while doing preparation for the wedding. Even today, she missed her very much and she did not know how she would control her tears tomorrow. She didn't have any kind of hope from that vile man that he would care about her.

She sometimes found her decision to get married really stupid and emotional, but then wondered what could happen now. Even if she were alone in this hate and fight, there might have been a different situation, but it wasn't just her. The person in front of her was not interested either , nor was he going to care about Hoor, so why is she thinking all of this? It's all right... she'll see what happens.

A tear came out of Hoor's eye. It wasn't easy to leave your home. She did not know how she would live in the new house or how difficult it would be, although she had spent a period of her life in the hostel, but there, it was her own will, she was living while paying money, but now where she had to go was her new house and of course it was very different from the hostel. Hoor sat there for a while, remembering her childhood, tears flowing. Then she took a deep breath and wiped her cheeks and began to clean her bed. There was a lot of stuff on it. Naz hadn't come into the room yet.

"How long will you stand here?" Arsalan turned, startled by the voice coming from behind him. Ayaan was standing behind him. Arsalan had been standing outside the door for the last five minutes struggling to get in. Ayaan himself stepped forward and rang the door lightly. Hoor stepped forward and opened the door and turned back to look at the two of them.

"Koi kam tha?" asked Hoor , sitting on the bed.

(Was there any work?)

"Nai, aesy hi."

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