Noor of His Eyes Ⅴ⁵

 ✿ This content is made up of the Author's imagination, or used in a fictitious manner. It's only for entertainment purposes, so please don't take it seriously. ✿



CHAPTER FIVE: FATHER'S HIDDEN LOVE 

Other side, Mr. Ali woke up by the sound of alarms. As he looked beside, Mrs. Ali was not there with him. He looked at the clock "it's Fajr Salah time, she must be offering her Salah" He stood up and came out of his bedroom and found his wife sitting in the living area, she was continually looking at the door then clock, then door. Mr. Ali went to her, "What happened?"
"She didn't come yet" She said with the censure
"Did you call her?"
"Her phone is off" She said
"His friends?"
"James is not picking up his phone"
"And what about Robin?" He asked, and realized she didn't call him. She quickly picked up her phone and dial his number. After a few rings He picked up the call, "Yes aunty?" He asked
"Where are you, and where is Fatima?"
"We are on the way to your house, she is with us" He turned around and found her sleeping "But she is sleeping right now"
"Okay, come fast" And she ended the call.
She sighed and then looked at Mr. Ali, "They are on their way"
He nodded, "Now, I'm going to Masjid," He said but before moving towards the exit, he went to her and cupped her face "Don't worry about her, she will come soon" Then he placed a soft kiss on her forehead and left.

After some time, James stopped the car out of Fatima's house. And James and Robin came out of the car. Robin opened the door of passenger seat and James carry Fatima's sleeping figure in his arms in a bridal style, Robin carry Fatima's little purse, and they approach the front door of her house. Robin rang the doorbell.

As soon as Mrs. Ali heard the doorbell, she quickly opened the door. And Fatima in James arm. She moved a side to give him a space to enter, "take her in her room" And James took her upstairs, in her room. And made lay on the bed. And as he bends down near to her legs to take off her boots, "You can go now, I can do it myself" Mrs. Ali said. They both nod and left from there. Mrs Ali took off boots, covered her with a blanket, and before living the room she off the lights.

At morning, After getting fresh when Fatima went to the balcony of her room, She saw Mr. Ali's car getting out of the main exit door.

As his car went out, few men of colony, approach to him and Mr. Ali came out of the car.
"Asssalmu alaikum (Greeting)" He said

"Walekum assalam (reply greeting)" everyone said

"Mr. Ali, we all want to talk to you about something" Mr. Waseem said, Mr. Ali looked and his watch and then replied "I'm late for the meeting right now, should we talk later"
"All we need is your five minutes, we need to talk about something important" Mr. Javed said
Mr. Ali sigh and then said "Okay say"
Mr. Javed hesitate for a moment and then said "Mr. Ali We feel that you should not give so much freedom to your daughter, because of her the atmosphere of the entire society is getting spoiled... Her going out at night wearing such clothes is having a bad effect on our children... Or if our children also start doing the same thing… Sorry Mr. Ali, but our family is a very respectable family or the girl of our house is the honour of our house, we cannot see her in this condition."
"So what do you mean to say that my family is not a perfect family, just because my daughter goes out wearing short clothes?" Mr. Ali said, and before he continues, Mr. Waseem said "The problem with her clothes is also that she comes back home at night with the boys, you should think about what lesson this will teach our children."
Mr. Ali looked at him for a while then said "It doesn't seem to you that you have said too much, or at all, what difference does it make to you that what impact my daughter has had on the children here, because your son is in the US."


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