She came into her parents' room and sat on the ground in front of her father. She put a hand on his leg and looked up at him with teary eyes. "Maryam, tell her to leave." Her father said in anger and turned his face away from her. "Papa, please don't do this to me. Please don't take him away from me."
Her father looked at her with anger clearly visible on his face. "You have crossed the line, Zohra. How can you do this? I always explained to you that it is wrong but look at yourself. You didn't obey me."
"You have become a shame on my name. Consider yourself lucky that I am letting you live in my house after what you have done. Otherwise I would have killed you by now." He was saying all this in a loud angry voice to her while she was just crying, sitting on her knees in front of him.
"Papa, I love h..him. I didn't do any...thing wrong. Please, trust me. I love him so much. Don't take him away from me. I will..die without him, please." She sobbed. Her father became more angry after listening to her words and gave her a glare. "Then go die. It's better to mourn for you than let you do all this with that licentious man."
Her mother was silently standing in the corner of the room, looking at her with a disappointed face. She glanced at her mother and moved near her.
Holding her hands, she looked at her with eyes full of hope. "Mom, you believe... me. Right? You know I haven't done anything wrong. Please tell papa to listen to me. Look, what he is saying to me."
"Go to your room." Her mother said quietly, shattering all her hopes with just four words. "Mom.. please." She pleaded. "Go to your room Zohra, or I will slap you so hard that you will fall on the ground!" Her mother shouted. Crying, she ran from there towards her room.
Meanwhile, In Shah Mansion,
"How dare you? How dare you do all this, huh? Don't you have any shame?" His father said, pushing him. "Dad please, listen to me. I didn't do anything wrong. We love each other. Please don't take her away from me." He pleaded.
"Shut up. I gave you freedom so it doesn't mean that now you will talk back to me. You are a shame on our name, Zayn. Shame on you." His father shouted, pointing his finger at him.
"Dad, please don't do this. I won't be able to survive without her." He pleaded to him once again but his pleas were not having any effect on his father.
"Then die. You are an unwanted child of ours anyways. Your death won't affect us much." His father said to him in a cold voice, making him shocked about how easily he told him to die. He silently left from there towards his room while lowering his head.
He came to his room and sat on the bed. He was in his room but his mind was somewhere else. He felt tears forming in his eyes and looked up at his ceiling as if he could see the sky. Then he said in a voice barely above a whisper...
"Ya Allah, When it is not meant to be, then why does it feel so beautiful?"