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Sidharth is light sleeper so when his wife was moving uncomfortably in bed with painful sounds leaving her mouth, he was quick to wake up and turn on lamp by nightstand. It was 2nd week of her pregnancy which worries him even more. He gently turn her around so she was facing him and remove hair from her forehead

"Shehnaaz."

"Meri jaan are you alight?"

He called softly caressing her hair. She whimper hugging him tightly, burying her face in his broad chest and next thing he knew she was sniffing is she crying? He pulled her face between his hands and she was indeed crying. Tears in her doe eyes as she looks at him with lips curving in small pout

"I-I think I'm having pregnancy cramps." She whispers through tears again hugging him. He hugged her back, his heart clenched at thought of her going through pain. She gets extremely ill even when she's having periods, he can't even imagine what's her condition now but if she's crying it means. It's unbearable for her

This worries him and his sleep was gone, he picked up his phone from nightstand and dial a number of doctor, there was noway he will let her bear this pain longer. He's sure there are some medicines or injections for this to go away or get less. Female doctor arrived within few minutes, now Shehnaaz was sitting on bed with Mir shah beside her holding her hand with clear worry in his eyes as he looks at her. She still has watery eyes but wasn't crying when she explains doctor. Doctor nodded and dig out injection from her suitcase. Shehnaaz's eyes widen as she looks at her husband she's terrified of injections

"Mein injection nahi lagwau gi Mir-sahab." She cries shaking her head. He looked at her in disbelief because she suddenly started crying loudly at name of injection

"Injection will be faster solution." Doctor said trying to relax her but she shook her head clinging more to her husband

"Nahi please injection nahi give me tablets only. Mir-sahab tell her to give me tables no injections please." She has her grip tighter on his arm. She looks at him with doe eyes through wet lashes, oh lord, she's gonna cry either way so why not cry for while than whole night

"Feel bhi nahi hoga janam."

"Nahi bikul nahi" She stubbornly refused. He glanced at doctor who has her hands on hips because Mir shah's man ruined her sleep and take her here without any word. If his wife wanted tables she would have write them down from comfort of her house instead of coming here. But she won't say any of this. She doesn't wanna get on Mir shah's wrong side

"Chup chap lagwao Shehnaaz fazool zid na karo abhi." He ordered sternly. She went silent and looked at him with hurtful eyes because of his tone. Fuck, wrong move. He gulped as she moved away from him and shook her head. His heart clenched at sight, he hold her hand and pulls her closer him like before. She didn't meet his eyes and just sniffed looking down

"Tables will take time please lagwa lo Shehnaaz." He requested this time in softer tone, kissing on top of her head

"Mujhe dar lagta hai."

"Kuch nahi hoga."

"Pakka Mir-Sahab?"

"Paka Shehnaaz."

She glanced at lady doctor apolitically who yawned. She must be sleepy Shehnaaz felt guilty towards elder women. She nodded her head on which doctor came forward, Shehnaaz grabbed her husband and buried her face in his chest while giving arm to doctor. Her heart was racing with nervousness and fear. Mir shah wrapped arm around her which relaxed her bit. She clutched her eyes tightly when she inject it and within seconds it was done, now she was rubbing alcohol pad over it with smile at younger women

"Bas na?" Shehnaaz ask

"Bas."

Doctor nodded packing her stuff. Sidharth kissed her head and stands up to see doctor off while his wife lays back in bed with pain slowly going away. She wipes almost dried tears from before and pulls covers over, Mir shah came back. She looks at him who wasn't getting in bed instead taking car keys from drawer

"Come let's go on drive."

"Drive?"

"Yes meri jaan drive. Get up quickly." She looks at him suspiciously. He never takes her out late at night especially past 2 am. Now it was 4 and he wants to go on drive, she gets off bed before following out of room not before cleaning her tears with tissue. Still in her pyjamas. He stops by stairs and grab her hand while walking down slowly. Now he's over doing it. She thought but didn't say it with kya yaad rakhenge in mind. He should be thankful for all those time she has kept her mouth, that's why he has gotten very over

"Is it still paining?"

"No."

He hummed wrapping arm her shoulder with kiss on side of her head. Reaching by car he opened door for her to sit down before moving around to get inside driving seat. She wore seatbelt before he gets all itna bhi yaad nahi rehta mood. He thinks he's only responsible person others are born careless. But she still loves him. He adjusted temperature in car before driving out of house. It was silence for while as she wasn't speaking to him because of his rude tone earlier. He got it, he didn't mean to upset he said because she was being unreasonably stubborn and bearing pain. It was worrying him

"Ice cream khaogi?" He asked trying to make conversation. She shook her head while looking outside window

"Chocolate?"

"Nahi."

"Milkshake?"

"No."

"Cake-"

"Yeh sab ghar mein bhi hain Mir-sahab if I wanted I would have eaten already." Oh he didn't say anything just nodded his head. He won't complain about her tone. He deserves it after upsetting her. She looked at him immediately feeling guilty. That's her problem. She can't be mean to him at all and if she did, she gets all guilty like it's crime

"I'm thinking we should go London for sometimes because weather here is getting hot and I have noticed you aren't fond of summers." He says what has been on his mind for while. She goes to her university and complains about how hot weather is everyday. Especially Karachi's like hell in summers so going London would be perfect

"Nahi Mir-sahab meri university hai." She immediately said

"I'll get your leave approved." It wasn't about university. It was about everyone's here. Maham, amna Zain, Aryaan, hania and mustafa. He always stays like years there. What if he refuses to come back? No no he has responsibilities here. He's now politician, he won't stay for years right-

"Janam don't make that face. We will stay only for few months I just wanna be assured of you being in safe and comfortable environment in your 3 beginning months." He looks at her before looking back at road. He's so considerate and careful. She loves this side of him but also sometimes hates when he goes overboard with his protectiveness and possessiveness both

"It's not comfortable here?" He sighed at her question. Why she's being so stubborn today? What wrong has she eaten?

"Meri tasaali ke liye hi chalo meri jaan, warna it's gonna stress me out real bad." blackmailing start. When she doesn't listen, he uses himself to get her agree because he knows she can't see him in any kind of negative situation and will end up agreeing to his terms like always

"Theek hai."

"Theek hai." He repeated and reaches out to pull her cheeks. She look at him and so did he as they had eye-contact, with tinted cheeks she looked away because it was looking like he won't look away at all. He does has staring problem and sometimes his stares scared her especially when he's mad at her and looks at her with those dark eyes. But now he was looking at her with gentleness yet intense, she almost flinched at his hand on top of hers as she was so much into her thoughts

"Window kholun?"

"Kholo."

She opened window and cool breeze of Karachi's sea view fan across her face. Nights of Karachi are best even though you might get mugged, Karachi is that genz kid who's awake whole night and sleeps in morning. Especially Sunday morning. You won't find much in Sunday mornings here. She has grown up into this city and when they say Karachi mein rehne wale kahen aur nahi reh sakhte they were stating some facts there. She glanced at him who was driving but, she will go anywhere he goes. He is her home and only comfort person. She doesn't think she can survive without him. Not anymore, he has filled many holes in her life. One being absence go her father. He has done his best to fill that void with his love and care

  To others he maybe controlling husband but they don't know him like she does. If he can unseen her flaw so can she

"Halwa puri khani hai mujhe." She says

"Is waqt?"

    He glanced at time 4:30, there won't be halwa puri anymore at this time. He looked at her and she nodded her head cutely. He has no heart to refuse her when she's looking at this cute. He picked his phone from side and dial a number, she watches him do that in anticipation and curiosity who's he calling now?. It ringed for 3 times and in forth person picked up call

"Fuck-Haan bolo?" Hassan answered, Sidharth frown

"Are you fucking?" Shehnaaz slightly wide her eyes at words. Blush spread across her cheeks "It's 4 in morning."

"Don't act like you have never fucked at 4 in morning now jaldi batao why have you called? Can't miss shah's call even if I'm fucking-Can you stay quiet for me sweetheart." This bowarchi, Sidharth held himself back from saying what he wants to say because of his wife, instead he cleared his throat while looking at her who was looking outside window

"Mein tumhare restaurant araha hoon in 20 mins make us halwa puri." Is he asking Michelin star chief to cook halwa puri for them. She side eye him

"Really shah I'm fucking America's master chief winne-."

"What's point when you can't even make halwa puri basic dish."

"I can make it huh." Hassan sounded offended that shah thought he can't make such a simple desi dish. What Hassan mean was that they should ask him to cook something hard. Something unpredictable. Something out of world

"So make it."

With that Sidharth hanged up call. Shehnaaz looked at him and he also looked at her before keeping his phone down she's blessed isn't she? He didn't even refuse when she demanded something out of syllabus. She was just messing with him. She didn't really thought he would actually arrange that for her at this hour

"Kya hua?" He asked

"Kya hoga?"

"You are tearing up, are these your mood swings where you do from being mad at me than acting cute now almost crying. It turns me on when you cry." He smirked, she doesn't take his these jokes seriously but now that she thinks about it whenever she has cried it has ended in something else later. She looked at him blankly

"That's sick Mir-sahab."

"One cannot help it's desires and when it comes to you meri begum. I have no self control, no limits and no morals." She blushed turning her head to hide these red cheeks. His veiny hand landed on her thigh. Thin cotton pyjamas didn't help much in creating barrier, she gulped when he rub his hand back and forth

"I love you." Butterflies in tummy, he moved to kiss on her cheek. She bit her lip still looking outside window with tinted cheeks. He chuckled when she didn't say it back. He moved his hand further up until it's over her stomach and she knows what he's doing

"It's just been 2 weeks you can't feel it yet Mir-sahab." She giggled looking at him who flicked eyes between her and road

"I know janan." He sighed heavily he can't wait

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"You are expecting right?"

Hassan looked at young women in aww, Shehnaaz nodded with surprise. How did he know? Mir shah looked at his friend with raised eyebrow because he doesn't remember telling him or anyone yet about her being pregnant

"Apko kese pata?"

"I can tell."

"How?"

"I just can." Huh

There use to be aunty in their neighbourhood who also use to tell just by one look at women that if she's expecting or not. She always get amazed by these kind of people, some can even tell gender of baby and it's really amusing

"Congratulations!"

"Thank you." Shehnaaz thanked him with smile. Sidharth looked at him with go fuck yourself look when Hassan smirked at him "Also for food, thank you so much bhai." She smiles pointing at halwa puri on table. He has just opened restaurant for them this early also left his business in middle to cook. He deserves thankyous

"Oh call me Hassan."

"No need." Mir shah answered

Hassan rolled eyes at his friend before leaving to give them privacy. Shehnaaz hurriedly dig in only to pull away with hiss because puri was really hot. She immediately blow her finger and looked at her husband with pout like it's his mistake, Sidharth shake his head before bringing his hand to tear morsel out for her gently. Digging it in chole and hold it for it to eat. It's first time he's feeding her in these almost 2 years and she felt urge to cry. He always end up doing things her father use to do for her and it makes her cry

She looked at morsel with tears in her eyes before looking at him. His face turned into displeased doesn't he get turn on so why he isn't pleased with her crying?

"Don't do this to me."

"I miss baba." She whispered and that's where he completely melted. He gestured at morsel in his hand, she opened her mouth to eat with tears spilling down her cheeks

"I also miss him janam and I'm sure he's happy to see us together like this now stop crying and eat." He kissed her forehead. His heart sank every time she mentions that she misses him. Somewhere he feels guilty for not being able to stop him from committing suicide. He doesn't know where he lacked in trust that waseem not even once thought of sharing this problem with him. Maybe waseem was ashamed? But coming clean was better than committing suicide

"Uski toh kushi ka thikana nahi hoga knowing I'm becoming father." Mir shah said

"He would be more happy knowing I'm becoming mother." Shehnaaz looked at her husband with sudden change in mood. Sidharth couldn't help but chuckle

"He loved me more than you."

"No he loved me more!"

"Keep being delusional." How dare he! She glare at him who has smirk on his face while eating "Hurry up eat." Shehnaaz looked at food and fold her arms before looking at him, Sidharth saw she wasn't eating so he decided to feed her himself

"Don't stave my baby."

"Apko meri parhwa nahi hai?" She pouts before opening her mouth for him to feed her

"Nahi." Argh

"Mujhe nahi khana bas."

"I was joking. Off course I care about you meri jaan biwi ho meri." Nowadays she's getting mad pretty easily he noticed. Normally she would just keep quiet or make faces "Tumhe hai meri parhwa? Have you ever said you love me?" He taunted

"Lekin you know." She says with tinted cheeks

"Mujhe nahi pata."

"Kitne jhoote ho ap." Shehnaaz murmured looking at him with you are such a liar face. He scoffed shaking his head

"Come on eat."

-Just one shot because