Writer POV

The sky was dark with heavy clouds covering it. The town was in the hustle bustle as everyone wanted to reach home before thunder storm.

A girl in her 20s was pacing back and forth in a corridor of a hospital. Tears were leaking her eyes like a water fall. She was continuously praying to Allah to give health to him.

After hours of torture a doctor came out.

"What happened doctor how is he"asked a man in his late 50s

"We are sorry but he don't have much time left and he is calling you and his daughter"replied doctor.

"No this can not happened he can't leave me alone"cried a girl.

"Beta be brave keep praying to Allah. He can do anything. Let's go he is calling us"said the man in his late 50s while hugging the girl.

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Door of the room opened and a girl saw man she loved the most, who was her hero,

who was her savior and protector lying weakly on the hospital bed with helplessness written on his features.

He weakly sign her to come to him with his hand. When she reached him he hold her hands and kissed them.

"Ahmed this is my lovely and precious daughter I am giving you her responsibility from now on. I wanted you to find her a deserving man who will treat my princess like his queen. I wanted to do this but now I don't have time please find her someone who will tak care of and and will love her marry her to him.

I am trusting you with Hoor. You are my most close and old friend you were my best buddy please keep her safe it's a request of a dying man"he said.

"No baba don't say like this nothing will happened to you please how will I live without you baba please don't do this please baba"cried the girl.

"My child you are my brave child me and your mom will always be in your life as your guiding angels from now on you will be his responsibility now my time is up I have to go my child your mother is waiting for me we both love you my love" he said then take a deep breath and his heart line got flat with a long beep sound.

"NO"shouted Hoor and fall down getting unconscious.

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Ahmed POV

Its been a week since Omers death. I have bought Hoor with me to my home. My wife Liba accept Hoor. She says she have no problem till she mind her own business. My wife is proud about our status and she is status conscious.

I am a well-off business man I have two sons the elder son is married and live in his own house with his wife and two kids. He is 30 years old and has take over my business as now I am retired.

My younger son was not interested in business he wanted to be a doctor so now he is a doctor and he is 28 years old. He has gone to America to do specialization and will be coming next week.

My both sons have immerse love among them which I am quite happy about.

My elder son name is Saim while his wife name is Ayla and his son name is Rayan and he is 3 years old while his daughter name is Mira and she is 1 year old.

My younger son will be coming after completing his specialization and Liba have decided to marry him.

I am worried about Hoor and I wanted her to be married with my younger son Saad. But I am worried about Liba's reaction because she is always status conscious and she want some one from her class and standers.

But I have already talk to Saad and tell him about Hoor and said him that he has no pressure. I have sent Hoor pictures to him and showed him but he said that he will give me the answer once he come back. So I am eagerly waiting for him.

On other side Hoor has cut herself from the world she would just come out of her room on for eating. Other wise she keep her self locked in her room. And I am worried for her health as it is not good for her self.

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Hoor POV

it's been a week since baba's death. I am numb I don't see any purpose to live it feels like my life is empty. Baba was my everything my mother died while giving birth to me. After that baba was all I have seen though out my life.

My parents where only child's of their parents. So I don't have any immediate family and nor any siblings.

Baba was all I have but now when he is not here I don't feel like living the life. But now I have to live alone.

Uncle Ahmed is baba's best friend and he was with baba all the time in his life. So baba have given him my responsibility.

I just spend my whole day looking outside of my room window I don't go out except for eating. I don't want to disturb their privacy.

Uncle is nice and caring. He make sure to take care of me. But auntie is little rude and have attitude. But most of the time she would be out of the house attending parties.

Today uncle told me that his son will be coming from America after a week. So both uncle and auntie are excited about his arrival. He told me that he was there since 5 years for his specialization.

I don't know what is his profession but I think he is business man like uncle. And nor I have asked uncle about it.

He also have a son over here but he lives in his own house with his wife and children. He has take over the business as uncle got retired few months back.

I miss baba so much that every night I look to my parents wedding picture and cry myself to sleep.