Scene 1: The Morning After
The morning sun filtered through the soft curtains of Maryam's room. She sat on the edge of her bed, the pink dress still draped over the chair nearby, the golden ring glinting faintly from the light on her bedside table. Her fingers traced the poem Irfan had written in his own neat handwriting. Parveen Shakir's words were etched into her heart like a melody—gentle, deep, and unforgettable.
She pressed the letter close to her chest, a smile spreading across her lips. Her eyes sparkled with a mixture of shyness and joy. For the first time in years, her heart felt whole again.
"Ya Allah…" she whispered under her breath. "Is this real?"
Scene 2: In the Kitchen
Downstairs, the aroma of cardamom tea and parathas filled the house. Ayesha stood by the stove flipping the last paratha while humming a cheerful tune. Maryam entered, a delicate glow on her face. Ayesha turned around and grinned.
"Birthday girl turned bride-to-be," she teased playfully.
Maryam blushed. "Bhabhi…"
Ayesha placed the tea on the table. "So? How are you feeling now?"
"I don't know… strange. Happy. Scared. Everything at once," Maryam said, twisting the ring around her finger.
Ayesha leaned closer. "That's what real love feels like. But don't worry. Irfan is a good man. And I've never seen him this serious about anyone."
Maryam gave a small nod, her heart racing again. "It feels like… I'm stepping into a new world."
"And you are," Ayesha said, smiling warmly. "But not alone. This time, you're not alone."
Scene 3: Living Room Laughter
Later that morning, the family gathered in the living room. Imran was reading the newspaper, Irfan sat with Khadija on his lap as she braided his hair with toy clips, giggling uncontrollably.
"Chachu, you look like a princess now!" she declared.
Irfan laughed. "Really? Then should I go to work like this?"
Maryam stood by the door, watching quietly. Her heart swelled with emotion. She could see a new chapter of life unfolding—one filled with warmth, joy, and companionship.
Imran lowered the newspaper and looked at Maryam. "Come, join us. You're the celebrity today."
Maryam smiled and sat beside Ayesha. Irfan looked up, eyes meeting hers for a lingering second. Khadija, as always, broke the moment.
"Chachu, are you going to marry Maryam Aunty soon?"
The entire room fell silent for a moment. Maryam looked down in embarrassment, and Irfan cleared his throat.
"Let's not scare her away on the first day, Khadija," he said, making everyone laugh.
Ayesha chuckled. "She's already trapped with that ring, don't worry."
Scene 4: Evening Reflections
As evening rolled in, Maryam stood alone in the backyard, the cool breeze dancing through her hair. She stared at the sky, stars beginning to appear one by one. Irfan approached silently, hands in his pockets.
"Beautiful night," he said softly.
Maryam nodded without turning. "Yes, it is."
He stepped beside her, looking at the stars. "I wanted to thank you… for saying yes."
She looked at him, surprised. "And I want to thank you… for asking me."
They stood in silence for a few seconds, both aware of the thousands of words left unspoken. Irfan broke the silence.
"You know… I was terrified. Every time I wanted to tell you, I froze. My heart would pound, my tongue would fail."
Maryam chuckled gently. "I noticed."
He looked at her, smiling. "Really?"
"Yes. And I waited. I waited every time you hesitated."
Irfan sighed with relief. "Then I'm glad I finally found the courage."
Maryam looked at him tenderly. "Me too."
Scene 5: A New Chapter
That night, Ayesha and Imran sat on their balcony, watching the stars.
"I never imagined Irfan would fall for someone like Maryam," Imran said thoughtfully.
"She's the one he needed," Ayesha replied. "She's been through storms… and yet she's so calm, so deep. And he—he needs someone who understands more than just words."
Imran nodded. "You're right. I saw something in his eyes today. It wasn't just love… it was peace."
Ayesha smiled. "Exactly. They bring peace to each other."
Scene 6: A Letter to Herself
Back in her room, Maryam sat at her desk and opened her diary. She began to write:
> 13th October
Today, something changed. Something beautiful.
For years, I wandered with a wounded heart. I lost friends, I lost hope, I even lost myself. But tonight… I found a light.
His name is Irfan.
I don't know what the future holds, but tonight I've allowed myself to dream again.
And that… that is everything.
She closed the diary, smiled to herself, and placed it back in the drawer.
Scene 7: Silent Prayers
Before sleeping, Maryam spread her prayer mat and stood in prayer. Her forehead touched the ground, her soul whispering thanks.
"Ya Allah, I left everything behind for You. You filled me with Your light. If Irfan is the one You've written for me, then bless this journey. And if not… give me the strength to walk away."
As she folded her mat, she felt something deep in her heart—an answer without words. Peace.
Scene 8: A Promise
In the quiet of the night, Irfan sat on his bed, staring at the photograph of his parents he always kept in his wallet. He whispered:
"Ammi, Abbu… if you can see me now… I've finally found her."
He gently placed the photo back in the drawer and turned off the lamp. But before sleeping, he sent a short message to Maryam:
> "I know I said it last night. But I'll say it again. I love you. And I promise… I will always protect your heart."
Maryam saw the message, smiled, and replied:
> "And I promise… I'll keep yours safe too."
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[End of Chapter 172: A Promise in the Light of Love]
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