Synthesis of Scattered Pieces ✔️

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"Still hurting?" Maryam asked while applying ointment on her burn and she nodded with a sad expression. "Now take rest." Kissing her forehead Maryam smiled.

"Mummy."

"Hmm"

"Papa was looking happy to meet Deni and his family. Wasn't he?" Ignoring her pain Shifa asked in a hushed tone. For her this pain was nothing in front of the pain she feels almost everyday when finds herself alone in the battle of life.

"Shifa." Maryam again sat down beside her and caressed her head with love filled touch. "Stop thinking about everything. You'll get what's best for you."

"What do you mean mumma? Isn't Deni beat for me?"

"On one hand you say that you both don't love each other on the other hand your behaviour is telling something else." This time Maryam glared at Shifa with a hint of anger which forced her to lower her gaze.

"We don't." She muttered without meeting her gaze and Maryam cupped her left cheek with right hand. "I trust my daughter."

"Mumma, we don't love each other but..." Shifa lift her sight and Maryam nodded before listening what her daughter was about to say. "Deni is the only one who helps me, when I lose my confidence he make me feel strong. He's the only person who make me believe in myself and my abilities." Maryam kissed Shifa's forehead. She found innocence and integrity in that statement which brought a smile to her lips.

"May you get all the happiness in your life. My daughter deserve every happiness." Shifa smiled and hugged her mother but soon a whimper lefty her lips when the burned skin accidentally rubbed with the clothes.

"Shifa..." Maryam break the hug and looked at her hand. "Take rest." Shifa nodded and shift back but state of her heart wasn't hidden behind the pain, a shy as well as beautiful smile wasn't leaving her lips giving mixed feelings to Maryam's heart.

On one hand she was happy to see her daughter's happiness on the other hand she was scared of her past and afraid for her daughter's future.

"Shifa pray for your happiness but don't make dreamlands." Saying that
Maryam stood up leaving Shifa in chaos. "What do you mean, Mumma?"

"Nothing. Just..." Maryam one more time embrace her daughter and let a cold sigh out with a smile. "How will I live without you after your marriage? You're grown up so soon! I still remember the feeling when I took you in my arms for the very first time. You were cute like a..." She left the statement incomplete as didn't find suitable words to continue. No one can express emotions in words, usually eyes do this work and this case also wasn't different. Eyes of both mother and daughter were filled with tears.

"Mumma, You're the nicest and the most soft hearted person I have ever seen. I want to be just like you."

"Don't be like me, you're perfect in the way you're."

"Take rest." With this loving and caring order Maryam left the room and Shifa closed her eyes while trying to sleep but couldn't. Only one face was roaming in her scenes. And it's no mystery who is the owner of that face...

Taking a deep breath she picked up her mobile phone and open Instagram. She wasn't a social media freak but in order to stalk someone she became one.

'Aap soye nhi abhi tak?' Finding him online she message him without thinking even once.

(Youre still up?)

'Aap bhi to jaag rhi ho.' In not a single second she got a reply

(Youre also up)

'How's your hand now?'