Hey!! Lil' Homo Sapiens Sapiens :*

Missed me? Yes you did. :D

No? Well... I was gone for two days only so pshht.
*stops being a shokhi bakri*

I am just on a high. That's it.

And yeah! Updated because I was dying to X'D

But chapter name though? Pleasyy please?

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~~~PREET's POV~~~

I lifted my heavy eyelids unwillingly as I felt someone rubbing my belly. I wanted to sleep more but, I had to get up too. How long have I been sleeping for? The sunlight suggested it was morning already. My eyes settled on the white Walls and I frowned. This isn't my room.

I looked down at the hand on my belly. Hussain sat on the stool beside me, with his head on the bed and one hand on my belly. I lifted my hand and rested it on his'. He instantly got up and pulling his hand back. He looked up at me; His eyes reflected pain. They were red and tired.

"Hus-" I didn't get finish as he silenced me with a hug.

"Thank God you finally woke up!" He whispered.

His one hand rested under my waist and the other one under my neck as he slightly lifted me up from the bed. I tried wrapping my arms around him too but, they were jammed under his'. He hid his face in the crook of my neck, hugging me as tightly as he could. I felt wetness there. He was crying. For me?

He slightly pulled away, resting his hand on either side of me, and looked down at me. His face hovering over mine. The next thing I knew was that his lips came crashing down on mine; soft and gentle. He quickly pulled away and rested his forehead on mine.

He gulped and closed his eyes, "You scared me."

"I am fine now, I finally slept through the night and I feel more relaxed," I chuckled. He opened his eyes again and moved back a little.

"Through the night? You slept for more than two days," he blinked and a drop of tear dropped on my cheek. My heart clenched. He was crying because of me.

I raised my hands and cupped his cheeks to wipe the tears away. That's when my eyes fell on a thin, clear tube that was attached to the back of my hand. I am in a hospital?

"What hap....." I realised it before I finished my own sentence. I was bleeding before I slept. That's right! I wasn't sleeping. I was unconscious!

I shivered as the fear of losing my baby took over me. No, this can't be happening!

"Oh no.... No. No. No please!" I cried, looking down at my belly and then back at Hussain, "my baby! Hussain we can't afford to lose it. Tell me everything is fine! Please say everything is fine. Bolo na!"

Hussain was saying something, shaking me constantly, but, it went right over my head. I was too nervous to absorb anything. To hear anything.

"Preet listen to me," I heard him say. "Nurse!" He yelled out again and soon the room fell silent. Just me and my heart that pounded against my rib cage.

~~~HUSSAIN's POV~~~

I ran outside, looking for the nurse. Finally I found her and took her to see Preet.

"Relax, honey," she told Preet while we waited for the doctor to arrive, "everyone is fine!"

I went over to them and wiped the sweat beads off Preet's forehead. she looked at me, with tears flowing freely from her eyes. "Please just tell me how my baby is doing. Nurse please!" She screamed and the nurse looked up at me. "I might have to put her down again if she doesn't calm down.

Put her down again? That's what we had to do the other night when she refused to listen to anyone and kept crying until the nurse finally injected her.

The nurse stepped away as the doctor walked in. Preet held her hand and she smiled at her. "Hey, relax honey, she is fine. Okay. Nothing is wrong. But, you need to calm down or else you will harm your daughter."

Preet nodded, still shivering and the doctor turned to me, "give her some water."

I nodded and reached out for a glass. Sitting beside Preet, I elevated her and made her drink. Her breathing calmed down but, she was still shivering. I held her as close to me as possible. The doctor waited until Preet was ready to listen.

"I am Dr Michelle," the doctor smiled, taking a seat next to Preet. Preet looked at me and then back at Dr Michelle.

"Listen, we have performed all the tests and nothing seems wrong. Your baby is healthy and the reason behind the bleeding is still unknown to us," Dr Michelle continued with a smile, "all I can say is that stop stressing yourself out and keep your feet off the ground as much as possible. You need to relax and maybe attend some yoga classes. It will relax your muscles. Your midwife will recommend some."

"But, my baby?" Preet blinked at Dr Michelle and she sighed. "Your baby is doing fine. Now, if you don't trust me, then, how about you see yourself?"

Preet nodded enthusiastically and Dr Michelle instructed the nurse to bring in a wheelchair. We took Preet out for ultrasound and there we  heard our baby's heartbeat. Preet grinned at me with teary eyes when Dr Michelle showed us an image on the screen.

We came back to the room and Dr Michelle turned to Preet again, "like I told you, your baby is healthy. But you need to take lots of rest or else you may....... You know what I am trying to say?"

Preet and I both nodded and Dr Michelle smiled, "be a good girl Today and I might let you go home tomorrow!"

Dr Michelle was about to leave when Preet stopped her, "why did you address my baby as my daughter? Did you already-"

"Your husband keeps addressing the baby as a girl," Dr Michelle shrugged and I felt Preet's annoyed eyes on me. "Ugh! This man knows nothing!"

I rolled my eyes and smiled at Preet, "being yourself again, han?"

She grinned weakly at me, "cause, I know you love me like this!"

I do.

"I love you in every way!" I smiled, kissing her temple. Thank God she is back to being normal again.

"Ok love birds!" The nurse's voice made us pull away and I didn't miss the scowl on Preet's face, "you two need to eat and take rest. Especially you mister."

Her index finger pointed at me but, she was looking at Preet, "your husband hasn't slept for two nights! Make sure he does now."

"I will," Preet nodded, looking at me and the nurse went out to get breakfast for Preet.

"Care to share now?" I asked her once we were alone.

She looked at me and shook her head, "I don't want to think about it now," she took my hand and kept it on her belly, "this is far more important than stressing over what was going on in my head earlier."

I nodded, not pressing on the topic too much, "but don't ever stress over anything. Just let it out. Whatever it is, I'll be there for you. With you."

"I know."

*One Day Later*
~~~ASMAARA's POV~~~

Late. Late. Late. Always late!

"Yeah I am coming, see you in five!" I spoke in the phone and quickly disconnected the call to save myself from Jess' scolding.

It was her flight today and I was sleeping in. I have been sleeping too much lately after whatever drug that girl gave me. I woke up in my bed almost twenty hours later. Apparently, doctor Bilal dropped me home but, I still don't know how I ended up at his place? I didn't even know the address. If that wasn't enough, I earned a lot of insult from Jess for skipping Paige's wedding and my duties as a bridesmaid. Not my fault I was drugged at the bride's bachelorette party. And now when Jess is leaving, I am late again.

I wasn't looking where I was going when someone blocked my way and pushed me to a side. "What the hell? Leave me!" I shouted, confused.

"Shut up ok? I am here to talk!" She turned around to face me, "we need to talk."

Clair!

"Why? So you can drug me again?" I spat, "stay away from me, you creep!"

"Really? Did I ask you to drink that? It was my drink!" She hissed at me in a whispering tone.

"You ordered two!" I reminded her and she rolled her eyes. "But, did I ever offer it to you? Those were for me. It was plain luck You took a glass before me."

"Whatever," I groaned and tried to push past her but, she kept blocking my way. "I need to talk! You are not going before I am done!"

"Why? What?" I frowned at her, "my friend's flight is in two hours. I need to see her before she leaves!"

Clair rolled her eyes at me again, "Trust me, what I have to say, is far more important."

"Look, I am not interested. I was asked to stay away from you and I will." She wouldn't let me walk past her so I turned away.

"Ever wondered who dropped you there?" She called out and I stopped. "Dropped me where?"

"To that guy's house," she sighed and took a step towards me, "I did."

I frowned at her, trying to read her straight face. "I know you know me because I definitely know you but, there is no time for introduction. I really have to tell you that-"

My phone buzzed and I raised my hand to stop her. She groaned. But, I didn't want Jess to hear her voice. "Hey, I am coming. 2 minutes. Promise!"

I disconnected the call and turned to Clair, "I have to rush. Meet me after?"

"Look, I really need to talk to you. I don't have time." I tried grabbing my arm.

"Yeah, give me ten minutes," I said, backing off and ran towards the escalator.

I could feel her eyes behind me and she even called out my name a couple of times but, I really needed to see Jess before her flight. Plus, after what happened the other night, I wasn't sure if I wanted to trust Clair or not. She might drug me again.

But, why would she do so?

Oh God! This girl is a mystery...

~~~SHEHRY's POV~~~

"Leave you guys alone for ten days and this is what you do?" I scolded Hussain while Waqas slapped his head.

We arrived about half an hour ago and now Hussain was filling is in with what happened in the past few days with Preet.

"Arey yaar! I swear I did nothing wrong," he winced, "I know I lashed out but, it only happened because she was acting weird already. It's not my fault. Promise!"

"So you asked her what went wrong? I mean, we can cheer her up or something," Waqas suggested and Hussain shook his head. "I tried but, she doesn't want to talk about it. She says she is fine."

"And you believe that?" I found myself asking, "come on dude! You know, girls are like closed, hardcover books. Their pages just don't flip on their own, you need to turn them. Carefully! Gently! She won't just tell you what's wrong. You need to find out."

"Yeah. Shehry ne PhD ki hui hai larkiyo pe," Waqas commented and I rolled my eyes. "Take my advice and don't listen to this devdas."

I turned to Waqas, "aur tu pehle Malvika Ko sambhal ... bad main isse."

He groaned and sat back.

Honestly, I felt bad about bringing her into our conversation as since the day she left, she hasn't contacted anyone. All I know is that she once texted Aisha that Manik's surgery went fine. Waqas has been desperately waiting for her to return. Hopefully she will come for my wedding. I did send the invite to all the possible social networking sites she can be on.

"Chalo get out and don't turn up tonight," Hussain announced, snapping me out of my thoughts. I looked around and saw Nosh's house.

"But, I am going home with you," I frowned at Hussain, who shook his head. "I am taking Preet home and you dare not turn up there. Or else you will have to pay for it later."

I groaned and stepped out of the car, "I'll be home after dinner. I miss my room."

"Shut up! I am sure you can last one more day without your room!" Hussain yelled as he drove off, "and don't show me your face until noon tomorrow! Or else, remember your wedding is in less than a month!"

I sighed as he drove off. Dhamki de raha tha. Ugh! I can't even take my chances because I know what he is capable of doing.

"Chal, there is wifi here as well. Waise bhi wahaan tune Asmaara se hi toh baat karni Thi," Waqas smirked at me and ran for the door.

"Aye!" He screamed just as Nosh opened the door and hugged her. "I missed you so much!" She smiled and stepped aside to let us inside.

And then it was time for some family reunion. 

~~~PREET's POV~~~

"I can walk," I sighed but, Hussain wasn't ready to listen, "no wheelchair please! It will grab everyone's attention. Just let me walk."

"Nope," he shook his head again. He just wouldn't let me walk up to our car. Not that it's miles away. Ugh. This man is so stubborn.

"Fine," he sighed, "no wheelchairs." He approached me with a smirk on his face. I knew what was going on in his head and no, I didn't want that. It would only grab more attention.

"Hussain no!" I gasped as he lifted me in his arms. "I am just following the orders. No wheelchair, you said."

"Oh come on," I groaned as the nurse opened the door for us. As Hussain walked out, she giggled behind us. I chose to close my eyes and rest my head on his chest even though I could feel all the eyes were on us as he proudly walked down the corridor.

Soon, Hussain kept me down and unlocked the car. He adjusted my seat and helped me to the seat before going back inside to collect my belongings and discharge papers. On our way, he stopped by the chemist to pick up the prescribed vitamin and calcium tablets while I chose to take a nap.

I was woken up by some movement and after opening my eyes, I realised Hussain was carrying me inside.

"Aren't you just so sweet to be mine," I pouted as he lowered me on the bed, "I always keep you on your toes."

"As long as you are beside me, I will walk on my nails too," he chuckled before leaving a quick kiss on my lips. I smiled as he came and lied down beside me with his elbow supporting his face. His eyes on my face.

"I am sorry," I whispered, feeling guilty about how much I troubled him in the past few days.

He lied on his back again and stretched his arm a little. Taking the cue, I slid closer to him and rested my head on his chest. He played with my hair while I wondered where to start from.

"I was just thinking about mum and all those memories came back," I finally sighed, my voice felt heavy, "her last few days and....."

I trailed off as I gulped the lump in my throat.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" He asked. I blinked to keep my vision clear.

"I just....."

"Jaan nikal di thi meri," he whispered against the top of my head, making me feel worse. His arms tightened around me and held me as close as possible, "I have told you many times and I mean it. I am all ears when you need me so, don't ever keep anything from me."

I silently nodded as I closed my eyes and inhaled his spicy scent. This felt safer than spending some time alone.

~~~ASMAARA's POV~~~

I settled in my bed for the night. I felt more restless about everything that happened at the club. If Clair dropped me to Bilal's house, then why couldn't she drop me at my place? I can't even ask her that now because she is gone. When I went back to where she had met me earlier, she was not there. A man came up to me and gave me a letter which said that she left. Now I don't have her number and I don't know who to ask. Paige left for her honeymoon right after her wedding so I can't ask Sean and even Jess is gone. Not that she would have let me talk to Clair anyway.

I sighed and turned in my bed when my door opened. I turned to face it and found mama standing there. I smiled at her as she came inside.

"I thought you slept," she smiled as I made space for her to sit, "are you upset with me too?"

"No," I shook my head and she patted on her lap. I frowned before crawling up to her and putting my head on her thigh.

I don't remember doing that. Ever.

She ran her hand through my hair and I closed my eyes. Well, now that it's finally happening, why not cherish this moment?

"Ten days before we leave for Houston. I miss you already," she said and I looked up at her. I have missed you all my life.

"You love him?" She asked after a while and I nodded. "A lot."

She chucked, "khush rakhe ga tumhe? He will keep you happy?"

"Yeah," I grinned, "bohot khush rakhe ga! Bohot pyaar karta hai mujhse!"

"Karta hai? Have some respect.. Kartey hein. He is going to be your husband soon," she gasped. I frowned at her, "I respect him."

"Really? Not once I called your dad like this," she said and I sat up. "So?"

That was what? Thirty years ago....

"I always used words like 'aap' or 'jee' for him. Still do and he does too," she smiled and I blinked. "But, respect comes from one's heart. Not from the way they address someone."

"Yes but, sometimes your choice of words expresses a lot. Just a word will keep reminding him how much you respect him..... Love him," she added in.

"So he will address me in the same way? He should, right?" I asked and she laughed. "No silly. It's not a give and take thing. You are only going to do this if your heart tells you to and that too out of love and respect. You can't expect the same from him. He might have different ways to express his feelings."

I nodded and looked at my pillow, "and what if I am not comfortable with it?"

"Then no one can force you. There are always other things that you can do to flourish your relationship," she smiled at me, "I just find verbal respect an easy way."

"And what else do you do for baba?" I asked, interested all of a sudden. She smiled, "There are other things I used to do like cooking for him, choosing his clothes everyday or as little as having eye contact while talking."

"And what did he do for you?"

"Oh! We had an arranged marriage but, he somehow knew everything I liked. He used to bring me presents every now and then. A simple rose would also do," she blushed, "ah! Amazing days. Then we moved here and it all eventually stopped. Dono ki taraf se. But, I am glad it's all coming back again. I have started cooking, you may have noticed."

I smiled, looking back at my pillow. Cooking? Yeah right! If I will cook for Shehry, he will feel like I hate him to the moon and back instead of love because my cooking can only give him food poisoning.

"And that reminds me!" Mama snapped me out of my thoughts, "I came here to show you this."

I frowned as she showed me a card, "I booked a cooking teacher for you so you can learn a few dishes for your first rasoi."

"Thanks," I smiled and she grinned.

Whats first rasoi?

"Ok, I have to go now. If your dad will find out that I am not asleep yet, he will get very angry," she said, getting up, "and you know when he lectures me about my health, right?"

Chalo, At least he cares about her.

"He cares about you too," mama said and I realised I was thinking out loud, "and he cares about his brother too. I am really sorry you never got to experience this sibling bond, Asmaara but, it's unbreakable. Try and understand him too. He is torn between you two."

"Yeah, goodnight," I nodded, getting off the bed, and hugged her. She left my room and I jumped on my bed again.

'Aap.' Really?

Why do I have to use that word to show him that I respect him? I can always pick his clothes. Yeah, sounds like an easier option.

My phone buzzed and I frowned, "You didn't sleep?" I asked as I answered Shehry's call.

"Jet lag," he sighed, "I was just taking my chances but, why are you up so late?"

"Woh bas," I gulped, "aapko yaad kar rahi Thi."

I chocked out that word like it pricked my throat and did I mention, I earned a chuckle from him? Yes, He laughed at me!

This is going to be hard.

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Oh phew! It's off my chest now! ^_^"

And it's kinda boring ... Urrrr :|

The 'aap' thing though! *_*
I find it cute !! That's like my relationship goal too /.\

Preet never used to work anyway and now she has been asked to take rest X'D
Top class alsi insaan :'D

Finally, a bit of Waqas....... Erm. A dialogue or two it oh well •_• (/.\)

And Clair is gone already. . . Well.

Share your thoughts here --->
Or anywhere you like.... Meh~

It's almost 3AM so goodnight :*

Love Always!