Mr. HansH (Ishq Mein Marjawan)
Single-minded

And in addition to the problems that you currently know for yourself, problems that you will not be easy to face, I also see a happy future in your figure. So I am talking to you now. You will have children who will be the saviors of your life. Just so you always stay strong in life.

Mr. Malik's words were still clearly ringing in my mind. Just by closing my eyes, I was able to roll back our meeting that night, clearly.

And now, I opened my eyes slowly, and found myself still in such great hope. With millions of deep pain and disappointment. Really painful.

Maybe I'm stupid.

I was wondering about the prophecy. I want to be able to say that yes, I do not believe in mystical things. I don't believe in prophecy. And I don't believe in impossible miracles.

But why do I still hope the prophecy will come true?

No, Zia. Forget about the prophecy. Forgetit. It will only hurt your heart more. Forget that....

And in the end I realized, maybe I was misinterpreting - I was completely wrong in interpreting it. Maybe that means having a child does not mean I will get pregnant and have a child of my own flesh and blood. Perhaps it means adopted children, adopted children, and not the children of my husband - not HansH's flesh and blood.

I never thought --at least at this time or as long as HansH was alive -- I didn't think of parting with him, much less just for the sake of having offspring and marrying another man. It won't.

After the dawn prayer, with a little peace in my wounded soul - still very wounded, I found HansH. He was still resting on the prayer mat, in the other room. As I approached her, she cried in silence - a cry that further wounded my heart, which she tried to hide as soon as she realized my existence. He looked at me for a moment, then looked away. Not a shuffle even a little bit.

For a long time, I said nothing. I knelt there, in front of him. With the same eyes as her boyfriend, I wiped my husband's face: his cheeks, forehead and lips with my fingers. "I'm sorry" I said at last. "I shouldn't have acted. I should have understood, it's destiny. And I don't have to blame you. I'm sorry...."

"Yes, me too. I want to be with you always." I held my gaze with boundless gentleness. I touched him back, rubbed his forehead, and HansH let his eyes shut.

Now that I understand, I've been misjudging HansH's attitude lately. He is not not enthusiastic because he does not want to have children, but wants but he is unable.

"You're willing to continue this marriage without my child?"

I nodded confidently. "Yes. I'm willing. I want to be with you. Forever."

And I mean it, very much.

"No matter if there are no children, I want to be with you always. I've had enough of your love."

Fast as lightning HansH grabbed me into a hug. Cuddling strong, in a still sobbing cry. "I'm sorry I was so selfish. I'm sorry...."

"Don't talk about this again, huh?" my door, embrace him tightly.

Is correct. This fact is so bitter, so painful. But I am not a lover who will leave my soulmate just because he is not perfect. It won't....