Qureshi Mansion- Azaan's room:

Aiza was sitting on the bed sighing inwardly by looking around the mess created by none other than her dear 'Mr. Perfectionist' husband. She again looked at Azaan who was standing in front of the mirror checking out the outfit he would be wearing for the night.

It was Alhaan and Inaraah's six months anniversary and the family decided to have a small celebratory party along with Inaraah's family.

"This shirt looks good but then I will be the centre of attention instead of Chote." Azaan murmured to himself and kept the shirt aside. Aiza just rolled her eyes at his statement and took her phone.

"Please come to our room and watch an entertaining show free of cost."

Aiza left the message in the family group and waited for her brothers and sisters in laws to show up.

After few minutes, all the four entered the room to find a helpless Aiza sitting on the bed. She signalled them to look at Azaan who was standing near the mirror holding a grey Kurta.

"I will look too handsome in this." Saying so Azaan placed the Kurta on the couch nearby the mirror. He removed black shirt from the wardrobe and again stood near the mirror.

He saw his brothers staring at him in the mirror and turned to look at them. He lifted his shirt to show it to them and questioned, "Don't you think I will look more like a bachelor in this black shirt? Nobody will believe that I am married and have a four and a half year-old son."

Inaraah looked down trying her best to hold back her laughter while Ghazala took her lips in between her teeth to stop herself from laughing.

Alhaan looked at Aiza feeling sorry for her. She had a my husband is a hopelessly self obsessed human on this earth look on her face. Faizan was just staring at Azaan not knowing what to say.

Azaan looked at everyone and said, "Please tell me your respective opinion about it."

"We are at shortage of words looking at your self obsession. Right now I want to hit my head on the wall." Alhaan replied.

Hearing his statement, Inaraah broke into fits of laughter. Ghazala too couldn't hold back herself and started laughing. Aiza smiled feebly not knowing what to do.

"If you are done with your self praises, can you please clean up this mess and put all the clothes back in wardrobe." Faizan said.

"But Bhai I still didn't decide what to wear for tonight's party." Azaan said.

"We are not having a page 3 party. Nor do we have a marriage proposal for you. Aiza will keep your clothes ready for the night. And she will make sure you look like a married man and also a father to a four and a half year-old kid." Faizan said looking at Azaan.

Alhaan looked at Aiza and said, "Bhabi you will be the first person I will pray for, during Salah. I wish Allah gives you more strength to deal with this another planet alien."

Inaraah and Ghazala were clutching their stomachs which was aching due to laughter. Inaraah wiped the tears and tried to compose herself.

"What's my fault if I am so handsome? Acceptance is very important Bhai. You all should learn to accept things." Azaan spoke while placing the clothes back in the wardrobe.

Four of them left the room not before passing a sympathetic smile towards Aiza. As soon as they left, Azaan came and sat beside Aiza. He took her right hand in his and placed a kiss on it.

"I know I am crazy at times. No matter what I say or how much I praise myself, but I am more obsessed about you.

I just want to be happy and keep everyone around me happy. I know sometimes I go overboard but that doesn't change the fact that I Love You more than myself.

You were, you are and you will always be the queen of my heart." Azaan spoke looking in her eyes.

Aiza was overwhelmed with emotions. She had a bright smile on her lips with tears twinkling in eyes. Azaan wiped the tears which slipped out of her eyes and engulfed her in a bear hug.

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Qureshi Mansion- Faizan's room:

Faizan and Ghazala moved towards their room after the little show. Ghazala was still laughing on Azaan's humour. As they entered the room, they were welcomed with toys which were scattered around the room.

The only one responsible for the mess was their two year-old son Zeeshan. Ghazala sighed at the sight and looked at Faizan.

"Faiz go and sit in the living room. I will clean this mess and then call you." Ghazala said while moving inside the room.

Faizan caught hold of her hand and slightly pulled her towards him. He cupped her face and placed a kiss on her forehead.

"I told you many times and I will repeat it again. Ghazala we both are soul mates. Allah bounded us in a beautiful relation of nikah.

You are my better half, not my maid. We have equal share in everything. It's my responsibility as well to clean the mess created by our children and look after them.

In case you forgot then let me remind you, I Love You Mrs. Faizan Qureshi." Faizan spoke which brought a huge smile on Ghazala's face.

Faizan engulfed her in a hug and placed a kiss on the crown of her head. Later they both cleaned the room together and settled on the bed relishing the beautiful moments they had so far.

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Qureshi Mansion- Alhaan's room:

Inaraah was standing in front of her wardrobe totally confused looking at the number of dresses. She couldn't decide what to wear for the night. She was occupied in her own thoughts unaware of Alhaan's presence behind her.

After spending sometime with the kids, Alhaan moved back to his room. He looked at his wife who was standing confused near the wardrobe. He slowly moved behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist.

Inaraah jumped on her place but Alhaan calmed her by hugging her tightly. She glared at him for scaring her and in return got a kiss from him.

"What happened my love?" Alhaan asked.

Inaraah released herself from Alhaan's hold and turned towards him.

"What should I wear Alhaan? I'm so confused." Inaraah whined like a kid.

Alhaan smiled at her childish behaviour and pulled her towards him. He placed his forehead on hers and kissed her nose lovingly.

"Come with me." He whispered. He made her sit on the bed and went towards his wardrobe. He removed a bag from it and gave it to Inaraah.

Inaraah looked at the bag in her hand and then back to Alhaan. She opened the bag and found a beautiful gown. Inaraah stood in front of the mirror to have a better look of the gown.

It was peach in colour with a matching Hijab to go with. The neckline had white stones studded and similar white stones were present all along the gown in the form of a flower

Inaraah was mesmerized with the gift and turned towards Alhaan. She had a big smile on her face. She took bigger steps towards Alhaan and in a swift motion landed in his arms. She was about to drop her gown but Alhaan caught hold of it and carefully placed it on bed while still hugging her.

Nothing feels better than being in the arms of the person you love. That's what they both were feeling. Love, most sensitive yet the most strong feeling.

Love is just like that first dew drop on a naive leaf. Love is like that of a pearl enclosed in a shell. Love is like a first rain which drench us completely yet it makes us happier.

But in there case, one is moon and the other is sky. Moon has no meaning without sky while the sky is left in darkness without the moon.

Inaraah stepped away breaking the hug and pulled Alhaan towards the dressing table. A gift was placed on the table. She took the gift and gave it to Alhaan.

Alhaan smiled at her and unwrapped the gift. He was surprised seeing the gift. It was a Fossil wrist watch.

"Happy six months anniversary." Inaraah whispered moving closer to him. Alhaan placed the watch on the table and pulled her in a tight hug.

"Happy six months anniversary wifey." Alhaan whispered in her ears.

A chill ran down her spine and she clutched onto his shirt feeling weak in her knees. It was the moment where words were no more required to express the love they have for each other.

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Qureshi Mansion- Living room:

Inaraah's face lit up seeing her family. She hugged her mother a little longer feeling her warmth. Though she keeps visiting her parents every now and then but still she missed being with them.

Everyone settled in the living room after greeting each other. Azaan and Shaad were sitting next to each other. They became good friends over the time since both have similar trait of self obsession. Alhaan kept stealing glances at Inaraah who was looking extremely beautiful in gown.

"Chachi you are looking like a Barbie doll." Ahana complimented Inaraah. Inaraah gave her a shy smile. She doesn't know how to react whenever anyone compliments her.

"Of course. After all her Prince charming gifted her the dress." Aiza said in a teasing tone. Everyone laughed at her statement while Alhaan and Inaraah felt awkward.

The evening passed by with lots of teasing, fun, food and not to forget Azaan and Shaad's dramatic and obsessed remarks. Inaraah looked at her family feeling happy and made a dua to protect her family from evil eyes.

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Qureshi Mansion- Alhaan's room:

Days were passing quickly and with passing time Alhaan and Inaraah grew more close to each other. The love they have for each other was clearly visible in their eyes and in every gesture.

Alhaan helped Inaraah in learning more about graphic design. When Inaraah felt confident about her work, she asked Abbu about her re-joining. He was more than happy about her decision and permitted her to join the office the very next day.

Alhaan was happy with her re-joining. Though he can take care of her needs but he wanted Inaraah to be independent. Moreover he can have her in front of his eyes all the time.

Alhaan came back to his room after the bro-time. He looked for Inaraah and found her standing in the balcony. He moved towards her who was busy gazing at the sky.

He was about to kiss her on the cheek but stopped seeing her tears. He turned her towards him and cupped her face while wiping her tears.

"Inaraah what's wrong? Are you okay?" Alhaan questioned. Inaraah didn't utter a word and hugged him tightly. Alhaan kept holding her until he felt her relax in his arms. Once she controlled herself he took her inside the room.

He understood it was something related to Izaad but wanted to hear it from her.

"Tomorrow is 28th of March. The day Izaad left this world." Inaraah spoke and again broke down into tears.

Alhaan let her cry till she felt better. He wiped her tears using his thumb and took her hands in his.

"I know it's hard for you wifey. He is in a better place now. We will always miss his presence but remembering him with tears is not the appropriate way.

Till his last breath he wished for your happiness. And you are fulfilling his wish with tears. If he is watching you from above then he will surely be hurt looking at his twin." Alhaan said.

Inaraah became silent listening to his words. She let those last tears flow out of her eyes and took a deep breath to calm her mind. She wiped her tears and composed herself.

"Can I say something Inaraah?" Alhaan asked.

Inaraah was confused with his change in behaviour but nevertheless nodded her head asking him to continue.

"You are crying for Izaad who wished for your happiness till his last breath. But what about the brother who still makes every possible effort to keep his little sister happy?" Alhaan questioned Inaraah.

Inaraah was taken aback with his sudden question. She didn't expect him to ask her such question. Without waiting for her reply, Alhaan continued,

"From past six years he is putting his every effort to keep his family happy. Remember those nights when you used to cry, at that time it was Ziyaad bhai who looked after you.

You were in depression Inaraah and he did every possible thing to pull you out of depression. Not only you, he took care of mommy and baba as well.

Everyone were so involved in their pain that nobody once thought about Ziyaad bhaiya. If you lost your twin, then even he lost his younger brother.

He controlled his emotions to look after his family. He never cried in front of you all and stood like a wall shielding you from every danger.

Can you imagine how hard it is on his part to hold back his tears to console you? You cry in his arms for your deceased twin not caring about the brother who is protecting you.

He is a human too. He have emotions as well which he buried in his heart just to look after his family who were breaking apart.

Just for once forget Izaad and think about Ziyaad Bhai and his pain."

Inaraah was in tears hearing Alhaan. She never ever gave a thought about it until this moment. She was drowned in her own misery that she didn't bother to know her elder brother's feelings

Alhaan was right. Just like her, he too lost his brother. They both were more like friends. She was aware of his love for Izaad. He always used to lose their in-house wwe matches just to make his brother win. Not only that, he used to save his share of pizza for Izaad.

The memories flashed in front of her eyes and again tears started welling up. She covered her face with her hands and sobbed. Alhaan pulled her in his arms and let her cry. He wanted her to realize her mistake.

"I wanna meet bhaiya Alhaan." Inaraah requested.

"It's late now. We will meet him tomorrow. Let's go to sleep for now." Alhaan replied.

Inaraah placed her head on his chest listening to his heartbeat. Previously Izaad's memories where not letting her sleep and now it was her guilt which overpowered her senses.

This time it was completely her fault. She was ignorant towards her brother's emotions who was always there for her.

And the thing which is making her hate herself is the fact that she didn't realize it on her own. Not only did she become an introvert but she became selfish too. Her guilt was not letting her sleep and she was drawing imaginary patterns on Alhaan's tee.

"The one who loves you most will forgive you easily. Ziyaad bhaiya loves you more than himself. Just sincerely apologize to him and most importantly be a part of his pain wifey." Alhaan advised.

Inaraah moved away from his embrace to look at him. Alhaan looked in her eyes which were red maybe because she was stopping herself from crying again.

"I am really blessed to have you in my life Alhaan. But somewhere I feel you deserve better. I am selfish who didn't even care about her own brother. I just let myself in ........"

Before Inaraah could speak further, Alhaan stopped her by placing his lips on hers. Inaraah was taken aback with his sudden move.

"Never say that you don't deserve me. You are the best thing ever happened to me. You brought me closer to Allah. You are the answer to my prayers.

I prayed day and night to Allah asking you. He blessed me with you and your love. If you still have second thoughts then listen to me keenly and clearly.

I love you Mrs. Inaraah Alhaan Qureshi. You are not just my love, you are the meaning to my life, reason behind my smile, beat to my heart, my passion, my companion, my friend for life and In sha Allah my partner in jannah. I asked you from Allah not only for this world but also for the hereafter.

I don't know what future holds, but till the time this heart is beating, it will only love you and only you. It was not a coincidence rather it was predestined.

Our marriage and love was predestined. You are meant for me and I am meant for you." Alhaan said looking straight in her eyes.

Inaraah hugged him tightly unable to form words. Her happiness knew no boundaries at that very moment. She felt content with life. She lost someone very dear but she was blessed with someone very precious and valuable. That was the moment, their moment, the love and desire to be each other's forever.

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Next day- Inaraah's home:

Everyone were surprised at Inaraah's sudden visit. She always inform her mother before visiting them. Inaraah knew that everyone will be at home today. For some reason, nobody felt like leaving each other. Six years passed by but still this day will be etched in their hearts forever.

Inaraah looked at her family members whose face were carrying a smile but their eyes were telling a different story. She can make out by looking at them, that they were crying before her arrival.

Alhaan too noticed it. He always show that he is strong but his heart was bleeding seeing his family in such state. He felt helpless. He wanted to take away their pain but he know he will never be successful. The loss was irreplaceable.

Inaraah got up from her place and moved towards Ziyaad's room. Before marriage he used to be with her all the time taking care of her. And now it was her turn to look after her brother who protected her every moment.

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Ziyaad's room:

Inaraah knocked at the door waiting for her brother to open it. Ziyaad locked himself in his room relishing his deceased brother's memories. He was holding a white tee in his hand which had a caption Best brother. Izaad's things were placed in the bed which Ziyaad have stored with him.

His cap was placed which had champion written on it. Ziyaad gifted the cap to him when he won basketball tournament.

His favourite watch which his father gifted him for scoring good grades in 10th standard. His favourite sweater which his mother have weaved for him. A handmade collage with their pictures made by Inaraah.

In one pic, Izaad was lying in Ziyaad's lap. In another pic, Ziyaad and Izaad were teasing Inaraah. One of the pic had a very sweet memory.

It was their birthday and as always Inaraah's excitement was at peak. Izaad brought her favourite chocolate cake which had Twinu written over it. The cake looked mouth watering and Inaraah was impatient to eat it.

Izaad placed the cake in refrigerator and sat in the living room with his family. Inaraah being the ever so impatient sneaked into the kitchen. She removed the cake from refrigerator and cut a small piece of it. She started devouring it unknown to the gazes on her.

The clicking sound brought her to reality and she looked at her brothers who were laughing at her childish behaviour.

Ziyaad smiled looking at the collage and simultaneously tears started welling up his eyes. He traced the pictures with his fingers when he heard a knock on his door. He placed everything under his bed and wiped his face.

He then moved towards the door to check upon the person. He opened the door and was little surprised to see Inaraah.

Inaraah looked at her brother whose eyes were red. She understood that he was crying but was trying to mask his pain from her. She stepped inside his room but fumbled when her leg hit the door stopper. Ziyaad caught her on time before she could fall.

"Inu are you okay?" Ziyaad asked.

But Inaraah didn't reply because the collage under the bed caught her attention. She moved towards the bed and removed the things which Ziyaad have hidden.

She say on the floor and traced her fingers on it. She was in tears seeing it which Ziyaad have safely kept with him.

"Inu please don't cry. I know it's hard for you but you have to be strong. I am there for you. Please don't... " Ziyaad spoke but stopped abruptly when Inaraah hugged him.

"I know you are there for me bhaiya. You were always there for me." Saying so Inaraah broke down into sobs. She hugged him tightly as if her life depends on him.

"I am so sorry. Please forgive me. I am selfish who didn't think about anyone. You are right bhaiya. You are always there for me but I wasn't there for you when you needed me."

Ziyaad couldn't understand what she was saying. He was about to speak but Inaraah didn't let him.

"No bhaiya, not today. Yes I am crying, I am regretting every moment, I am guilty. Today my tears are not for my twin.

These tears are for my that brother who is not less than a super hero. He has an invisible shield with which he protects his family. He have this inhuman power with which he bury his emotions and stop himself from crying."

Inaraah lifted the tee which Izaad gifted Ziyaad and showed it to him.

"Yes he is the best brother one could ask for. A selfless human who got the most selfish sister. A sister who didn't bother to ask about his pain. Lest she didn't even realize it in her own.

I hate myself bhaiya. I failed as a sister. I hate myself." Inaraah spoke and started weeping.

"No Inu. Please don't say that." Ziyaad said. He was not understanding on how to console his sister. Even at this time he was thinking about her instead of himself.

"Just for once think about yourself. Share your pain with me instead of healing me. I beg you bhaiya, please open up with me." Inaraah begged Ziyaad.

Ziyaad kept looking at his sister. That's all he have now. She is the only sibling he is left with. He adored her equally. Inaraah's eyes always reminds him of Izaad.

Though they differed in features but they had same eyes. Ziyaad reminisced their childhood. He was 4 years older to them. When he saw his twin siblings, his happiness had no bounds.

He practically went to every house in neighbourhood to announce about his siblings. He used to hold their hands one in each and helped them in walking. He used to run after them to feed chocolate. He always used to save his chocolates and snacks for them.

Everything flashed in front of his eyes and he broke down into tears. His tears transformed into sobs. He hugged Inaraah and cried remembering his younger brother. He cried his heart out which was holding up his emotions from past six years

"I miss him Inu. I miss him so much." Ziyaad cried. Inaraah hugged him tightly and cried along with him. She missed him too but now her tears were for her elder brother who had stored so much inside him.

They kept crying in each other's embrace. Inaraah was drowning herself in guilt for overlooking his brother. Her brain was taunting her and so was her heart. Her heart aches seeing her brother.

Ziyaad composed himself and called out for Inaraah. She was not moving nor could he hear her cries. He broke the hug to look at her who was lying unconscious in her arms.

Ziyaad panicked seeing her condition. The memory of her lying unconscious in her room flashed in his mind. He remembered the time she was in depression. Doctor's words resonated in his mind, making him shiver.

She is going deeper into depression. Fainting or falling unconscious isn't good. They are rare chances of her going into traumatic state and maybe it can lead to partial memory loss.

"Inu.. Inu wake up. Inu.. Fahad bhaiya, Shaad bhaiya, Baba." Ziyaad called out for his family members.

Everyone were stunned hearing Ziyaad's voice. Alhaan got scared and ran upstairs towards Ziyaad room with family members following behind. As soon as he entered the room, he was shocked to see an unconscious Inaraah lying in Ziyaad's arms.

He rushed towards her and tried to wake her up. Inaraah's parents were shocked too. Her mother started crying seeing her condition. Everyone was scared because this wasn't the first time Inaraah fainted.

Alhaan picked her up and rushed to the hospital. Inaraah's mommy sat in the backseat of Alhaan's car with Inaraah in her lap. Ziyaad settled beside Alhaan and rest of the family members were following them behind.
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Hospital:

Inaraah was taken to the special ward whereas the family members were waiting outside. Alhaan informed his family and within no time they reached the hospital.

Alhaan was pacing back and forth waiting for the doctor to show up. It's been more than an hour since the doctor went inside. He was being restless.

Faizan engulfed him in a hug to calm him. Sumaiyya was consoling Inaraah's mother. She too was crying for her daughter in law.

After what felt like eternity, the doctor came out of the ward. Alhaan rushed towards the doctor to ask about his wife's wellbeing.

"Relax Mr. Alhaan, she is fine now. But I need to discuss few things with you." Doctor said to which Alhaan just gave a nod.

"I know Inaraah very well and being her family doctor I am aware of her mental state. I hope you know she was in depression few years before."

Alhaan was simply nodding his head as if he has lost his ability to speak.

"Look Mr. Alhaan being her family doctor and a good friend I advise you to take proper care of her. Especially at this time, when she needs more rest and should be free of stress. It's not good to cry so much in this state." Doctor said.

Alhaan looked at her blankly trying to understand what she said but failed miserably. Maybe sensing his confusion, the doctor spoke, "By your looks I can decipher that you are not aware of the news."

"News?" That's all came out of his mouth.

"Yes Mr. Alhaan. Your wife is 5 weeks pregnant." Alhaan's eyes widen on hearing the news. He couldn't believe his ears until Faizan hugged and congratulated him.

The tensed and sad atmosphere changed into happy and joyful environment. Everyone's face lit up hearing the good news. They all wished each other and were patiently waiting for Inaraah to wake up.

Another hour passed by and finally Inaraah gained consciousness. Alhaan was the first one to meet her. He kissed her forehead and inform her about the good news.

Inaraah's eyes widen at first and later she had tears of joy. Alhaan hugged her aware of what she was feeling. He too was going through same feeling. One by one both the families gathered in the room and congratulated the couple.

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Qureshi Mansion- Alhaan's room:

Alhaan was sitting with his head between his hands at his wife's childish wishes. From the time they got to know about her pregnancy, every day had a new task for Alhaan.

She asked him to fulfil all her teenager wishes. She told him how she used to imagine him and all the wishes which she wanted her Prince charming to fulfil.

1. Propose me in a filmy style.

Alhaan fulfilled her wish by proposing in a typical Bollywood style. He proposed her in his apartment where he confessed his feelings.

He decorated the apartment with red and white balloons and roses. He brought a ring and proposed her by going on his knees.

2. To have a food fight with him.

At first Alhaan opposed her wish but then had to agree since Inaraah refused to eat. In fact whole family joined him in the food fight. That was one of the best day of his life though he was bit upset with the food wastage.

3. Do push ups with her sitting on his back.

Inaraah was acting like a kid. She was demanding silly things but Alhaan was fulfilling her every wish.

And now she came up with another silly demand. She was standing on the bed asking Alhaan to accompany her. She wanted to play treasure hunt and asked Alhaan to play with her.

She along with kids will find the chocolates which Alhaan would hide in their bedroom, kitchen and at different places. Alhaan gave her an impossible look. What's the use of playing the game when she already know where the chocolates are hidden.

He sighed helplessly and got up to fulfil her demand. Inaraah started jumping like a kid on bed while Alhaan stopped her from doing so. She was 4 months pregnant and her bump was slightly visible.

He was practically counting days. Her demand and wishes were increasing day by day. And if he ever refuse it, her hormones would get the best of her and she would sit in her room with puffed cheeks. He was just praying for 5 months to pass by soon.

Inaraah laughed at his expression while Alhaan just rolled his eyes. He was about to leave when Inaraah caught his hand. She pulled him towards her and placed a kiss on his cheeks. Alhaan smiled and placed a kiss on her nose. Both lost in each other's eyes which were reflecting pure love.

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Sitting outside the labour room, Alhaan waited for his wife and baby.

Alhaan had stopped going to office and spent his time with Inaraah. Though Mr. and Mrs. Rahman permitted Inaraah to stay with her parents, she refused to go. She wanted Alhaan by her side always.

They were sitting in the living room playing Name place animal thing. Inaraah wanted to relive her childhood and she insisted on playing this game.

Aiza and Ghazala couldn't stop laughing looking at Alhaan. Inaraah's demands were so silly. He had done whole research and also had few meetings with doctor to learn more about pregnant women and their mood swings.

Aiza and Ghazala too joined them in the game. They were half way through the game when suddenly Inaraah cried in pain. Alhaan started panicking seeing her condition. However the ladies helped him and they took her to hospital.

Both the family members were present outside the OT waiting patiently. Suddenly a nurse came out and asked Alhaan to come inside.

Inaraah was crying in pain and was calling Alhaan's name. Doctor tried to calm her but she was adamant. So the doctor had to call Alhaan inside the OT.

After struggling and crying in pain for half an hour, Inaraah gave birth to a baby boy. After cleaning, the nurse have the baby to Alhaan. He had tears in his eyes. He turned to look at Inaraah who was crying too with a big smile on her face.

An hour later Inaraah was shifted to private room. Faizan brought sweets on his way. Everyone blessed the couple and the baby. It was decided earlier that Inaraah would name the baby.

Everyone half expected that she would name the baby after her deceased brother. Alhaan had even told her that if they had a boy, they would name him Izaad.

However Inaraah had already chosen the name. All were looking at her to name the baby. She smiled looking at their curious faces and decided not to trouble them. She took the baby in her arms and kissed him.

"His name will be Izaan Alhaan Qureshi. I want him to have a part of his dad's name." Inaraah said.

Everyone were happy with her choice of name which had a part of both his brother's and father's name. The lost she faced Six years ago was given back to her in the form of her son. She mumbled countless Alhamdulillah under her breath for such a loving family and a beautiful life.

"Indeed Allah takes away something from your possession to replace it with something even more valuable."