Severance Of Ties

Chapter 1

Chapter One All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Mushk was playing with a 3 month old baby, laughing at him when his chubby hands held her auburn

hair and directly took it in his mouth, trying to chew them.

"That's not edible my baby." Mushk laughingly tells him who just keeps looking at her eyes which were

same as hers, though he inherited them from his father.

A knock on the door makes her sit straight beside Murtaza, her sister in law, Maham comes in smiling

at her.

"Are you sure you'll be able to take care of him? He can be handful sometimes." Maham tells her.

"Its okay Maham, I too need to spend some time with my nephews, you can go and enjoy your date

with my brother, I'll take care of them." Musk tells to, Maham who in return nods at her, settling

Murtaza’s baby bag down.

Just then Mujtaba comes in, bouncing on his feet with a book in his hands.

“Aunt, look at this, my teacher taught this to me and also gave a star." 8 year old Mujtaba tells his aunt.

Mushk's aunt had only one daughter, she didn't want her only daughter to go far away from her so the

family fixed Maham's alliance with Mushk's brother Mustafa, it was now 9 years to their marriage,

blessed with two sons.

Mujtaba sits on her bed, animatedly talking to Mushk, Maham smiles at their bonding when Mustafa

comes from behind and holds her shoulder.

He couldn't be more thankful to the god for the family he got, but sadly their mother passed away two

years after their marriage, leaving only the brother and sister. His sister became like his mother figure

while he was Mushk's father figure since childhood.

The nine year old gap never came in between the siblings, for him ,she was his first child.

"My happy family." Mustafa murmurs in her ear. She turns sideways and glare at him.

"Ours." Mustafa smiles at his wife's answer.

Giving one last kiss to their children and agreeing to bring them ice cream ,they both leave the house.

Mushk was making dinner while Mujtaba was doing his homework quietly. She smiles at the disciplined

boy.

She looks up from the dish when the landline rings, setting the flame on low she goes towards the hall,

where Mujtaba was trying to pick up the phone which was kept on the high shelf, away from him.

Chuckling at his antics she moves in the direction of phone, picking it. She was about to say

something, when the other person beats to it.

Her eyes widen hearing the other person.

"What? Which hospital?" She worriedly asks.

Keeping the phone back she rushes towards her room, her heart hammering in her chest with fear,

tears welling up in her eyes.

Hurriedly wrapping a shawl around her, she wraps a sleeping Murtaza in his blanket, holding Mujtaba

who already wore his shoes sensing her aunt's tension.

Smiling teary eyed at Mujtaba who never fails her, she hastily locks the door, her vision

blurring.