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CHAPTER 61: Jannat

Waqas's pov

"I still can't feel her movement Waqas!" her body was trembling in panic and fear, I rubbed her hand as I looked down at her face, trying to stay collected myself.

"Mahrukh all is going to be okay" I tried to assure her through my heart was panicking itself. A tear slipped onto her cheek and I rubbed it away shaking my head trying to calm her down.

"Mama! Mujhey buhat dar lag raha hea" her gaze shifted to her left where Mom was standing patting her head, reciting something quietly.

"Meri bachi! Kuch nai ho ga, Inn shaa Alla sab theek ho jae ga" she stated softly before looking up at my face.

"waqas beta! Jao dekho doctor ko, kun itna time laga rahi hea?" she asked frowning.

"Mom! She is going through her ultrasound reports, just give her a minute" I had to calm down two most important ladies of my life and the two most emotionally panicking as well.

Mahrukh shut her eyes, leaning her head with the back post of the hospital bed with her free hand still in my grip, her face looked drenched and fear struck.

"Mahrukh! You need to relax, dont take it to your mind, it will make things worse" I stated as she rolled her lower lip inward, trying to suppress her whimpers.

"kesi peeli perr gai hea bachi thori si der mein" Mom touched her face stating worriedly and with that the door flung open and we all looked into the direction expecting it to be the doctor but it was a nurse and followed Shaista Mami inside, her face was tensed as well.

"Assalam-o-alaikum!" I greeted her lowly getting a side when she replied and came closer to Mahrukh who went into a silent sob once again looking at her.

"Kia ho gaya Mahrukh? Bhabi! Kia hua?" she held her hand and looked worriedly at Mahrukh's pale face who sniffled.

"Pata nai achanak se dard uth gaya buhat, ultrasound kiya hea abhi reports aaen to pata chaley Mom told her.

"Oho Mahrukh beta! Aesey nai rotey, Allah ne chaha to sab theek ho ga," Mami patted her cheek and then started stroking her hand softly in which she had that horrible looking IV.

"I can't feel her movement" Mahrukh repeated that one sentence she was whining over, since morning.

"Beta! It happens sometimes, its normal...don't worry" Mama tried to calm her, wiping her tears and she gulped down, looking at my face I gave her an assuring smile.

"Mami ap aai kesey? Mamoo nai aaye?" I asked trying to divert everybody's attention from the panicked situation.

"nai Hussain chor gaya mujhey, us ka kaheen interview tha or Mamoo to tumharey chaley gaye wapas beta! Ub shadi k kareeb he wapas aaen ge" Mami told me and I nodded my head.

"Hussain ka interview kahan hea bhala?" Mom asked and they started talking, I walked and moved closer to Mahrukh who was looking at me worriedly.

Sitting over the brim I held her hand and pressed it assuringly, looking at the worried pout on her face. "Come on! Stop worrying meri jan! Sab theek ho jae ga" I stated lowly but firmly.

"Waqas am not...

She was about to complete her sentence when the door burst open and a nurse barged inside. "You two please leave the patient and you..." she pointed at me. "Stay here" adding sternly, she kept the door wide ajar gesturing them two to leave and Mami got up.

"All will be fine, Inn shaa Allah! Just relax your mind" she patted her head before leaving. Mom kissed Mahrukh's forehead and pressed a smile assuring her all was going to be okay.

They left and a couple of doctors followed by Mahrukh's gynaecologist entered in the room.

"How ar you feeling now?" she chirped as always looking down at Mahrukh who gave her a worry full glance. 'oh come on! you need to relax Marookh!" she stated casually.

"I hope all is fine doctor!" I asked while she was checking her pulse while another doctor was examining her IV.

"your Princess has messed up a little with Mummy!' she made a cute face stating as if all was effin' normal for her.

"while movements the umbilical chord has been tied up around her neck" she told me seriously this time and I felt Mahrukh's grip over my hand went firm, I looked down at her finding tears already in her eyes as she looked panicked.

"and that's the reason Marookh is not feeling her movement any more" she looked down at her once again.

"but don't worry, we are going to try our best to start the movements once again but if somehow we fail to do so then am afraid....' She took a pause, my heartbeat accelerated.

"We will have to go for a pre mature delivery Mr. Reeaz!"

'But doctor! Its too early" I exclaimed and she pressed her lips in a thin line.

"I know its just her 28th week started but, we don't have any other option" I looked down at Mahrukh who was looking up at my face with acute horror in her eyes.

"don't worry! she and the baby is out of danger, just pray' the doctor assured me and I exhaled.

'Waqas! what if our..our daughter...

"Mahrukh! all will be okay Inn shaa Allah! relax!kuch nai ho ga" she hiccuped holding my hand firm while I tried to calm her down.

"You need to relax! calm your heartbeats, just inhale and exhale...deep!" the other doctor looking at her pulse reading, stated with a pat over Mahrukh's shoulder.

"keep doing this" she smiled and turned to the gynaecologist. "I think we should go for the C section doctor!" she suggested.

The head doctor nodded thoughtfully before taking a step towards Mahrukh.

"Marookh! You and your baby is going to be fine , just calm down and get ready for becoming the cutest Mummy okay!" she smiled warmly and in past so many hours Mahrukh finally smiled a little, despite the tears in her eyes.

"Sab theek ho jae ga na Waqas!" Mahrukh asked once the doctors left and the nurse started removing her canola.

"Hamari bachi ko kuch ho ga to nai na?" she asked keeping hope mixed with fear in her eyes.

"Inn shaa Allah! kuch nai ho ga hamari Jannat ko, trust Him Mahrukh! sab theek ho jae ga" I assured her before leaning in and kissed her forehead.

'Mama ko bula dijiye Waqas!" Nurse left and Mahrukh stated worry still there in her tone and I chuckled a little at her expressions.

"Acha ji baby! Bulata hoon ap ki Mama ko" I stated in a baby tone pulling her cheek and she smiled a little.

SHEHRY'S POV

"Heer!"

"Heer! Shabash! Get up and have it" moving my arm under her shoulder I tried to pull her up from the pillow but she shook her head trying to shove away my hand holding her capsules, her protest was so faint that she couldn't even move my hand a slightest.

"Heer! please! You have to take medicine, you will get fever again" I stated helplessly but she moved her face aside with her eyes shut and lips turned into a pout.

"Nai khani hum ne dawa" She opened her eyes and looked at me, I let a sigh out and made her lay back before pointing my index at her.

"Heer! am telling you I won't take you to the hospital if you will keep doing this" I threatened her and she made a face like a baby reluctant in taking a bitter syrup.

"Humein nai pata, humein le ker nai gaeen Amaa" she pouted once again, as if was about to cry. "nai khaen ge hum ye dawa" she shook her head like a stubborn kid.

Ziddi bachey ko banda mazeed rula sakta hea.... samjha nai sakta...... I sat down over the brim of the bed, near her and she looked away from my face.

"Heer! you were not feeling well yar that's why Mom left you, ub kha bhi lo dawai" I tried hard to convince her.

"Pehley hamari bat karaiye Mahrukh se" she demanded in the same stubborn tone and I rolled my eyes.

"Are you crazy? She must be in the OT or somewhere Heer!"I stated firmly and she pouted, her forehead wrinkled with worry and I sighed deep.

Keeping the glass on the side table I held her hand in mine. "Heer!" she looked up at my face.

"She will be fine...they will be fine" I assured her patting the back of her hand, her eyes a little red out of crying and fever both.

"Pakka?" she innocently asked, looking into my eyes and I slowly leaned in towards her face.

"Pakka!" I stated with a smile and she blinked her eyes, sniffling like a little kid.

"Why are you looking so cute today?" I duno a frown appeared on my forehead along with a smile and she blushed despite a little boast on her face.

"hum to hamesha he cute lagtey hen" she boasted before making a face all of a sudden and my frown went deeper as she pulled out her hand from my grip and tried to sit a little straighter on the bed.

"Take me to hospital Shehryar! Please!" she whined and I rolled my eyes.

"Phir shuroo ho gaeen tum?" I scolded her. "first, take your med" I ordered showing her the capsule and she crossed her arms at her front with her brows furrowed.

"Heeeeer!" I looked at her warning. "ya dawaa kha lo, ya maar kha lo" I gave her choice and she pouted frowning hard.

"Nai khaen ge" she snapped on my face.

"Chamaat kha lo gi ub mujh se tum...khao chup chap, chalo!" I scolded her and her mouth popped open as she gaped at me, fluttering her eyelashes in despair and I held my chuckle.

"what?do you expect me holding this damn capsule in my hand for the whole day in front of you?" I asked in a duh tone.

"bachon se bhi ziada zid kerti ho tum" I added popping my eyes out and she almost snatched the capsule from my hand, I shook my head and was about to reach for the glass when her hand beat me to that.

"Rehney dejiye! Ziada takleef ki zaroorat nai, hum khud le len ge ap k hath thak gaye hon ge capsule pakrey pakrey...huhn!" she stated grumpily and I bit my lip holding my chuckle at her cute, upset expressions as she gulped the capsule down her throat.

Keeping the glass down she made a terrible face as her body shuddered dramatically as if God knows how bitter the medicine was.....

"ek number ki adaakar bivi hea meri" I almost stated to my self earning a slap over my arm realizing me I was loud enough.

"Come on Heer! na tum surgery k liy man rai ho na dawai time per leti ho, chahti kia ho?" I asked literally feeling helpless and she looked away from my face, her gaze landed on to Rehmat who was sleeping calmly under the duet.

I searched her face for a moment. "Itna bura lagney laga hoon kia? Chor k jana chahti ho?" I asked casually and her head shot up, as she looked at me with her eyes having a little tint of horror in them.

"Ek na ek din to jana he hea na humein, Shehryar!" she stated, here eyes boring into mine as if was searching something and I shook my head.

"or agar pehley mein chala g....

"Shehryar please!" I was about to complete my sentence when she covered my mouth with her palm resting firm over my lips, her forehead wrinkled once again and her eyes horrified.

"itni kerrvi to dawa bhi nai jitni zeher ye bat lagti hea humein" she made a disapproving face and I smiled under her palm.

"Allah ap ko lambi or sehat wali zindagi de Shehryar!" she stated lowly.

"Na kiya kijiye aesi batein, dar lagta hea humein" her voice died into a whisper when her eyes turned glassy and I softly pulled her hand down from my lips.

"Acha ji? per tum ne to kaha tha tum kisi se nai derteen?" I smirked, trying to divert her attention from all that rona dhona stuff.

She looked down at our hands clasped together; a small bitter smile crept on to her lips as she shook her head. "pehley ki bat or thi, Ub sab badal gaya hea; pehley koi hamara apna nai tha, per ub...." She looked back into my eyes with a soft smile on her lips.

"ub apno ko khoney se der lagta hea Shehryar!" she added lowly, a tear escaped her eyes; eyes which looked terrified and I hated that fear in them.

For a moment I felt like snatching every fear from her heart, from her eyes.

Reaching for her face, I cupped it in my palms leaning in towards her I looked deep in her eyes.

"Mujhey us sherni se muhabbat hui thi Heer! jo duniya ki ankhon mein ankhen dal ker khari hoti thi' I jerked her a little and felt she gulped down.

"I fell for the girl who fought for her rights, who was not afraid of anything" I sort of reminded her, she searched my eyes.

"Stop being afraid Heer!" I stated firmly, my thumb caressing her cheek feeling the visible dip near her cheek bone; she was definitely getting weaker with time.

"derna to mujhey chaiye, tum chali gaeen to tanha to mein reh jaoon ga Heer!" I asked, suddenly I felt the same fear, and she instantly placed her palms over my hands, holding them firm in place.

"Hum jaen ge he nai ap ko tanha chor ker" she stated all assured.

"jo dil mein bastey hen na Shehryar! who duniya se bhaley door ho jaen, zindagi se juda nai hotey" she added and unknowingly a smile lept onto the corner of my lips.

"matlab tum mera peecha nai chorney wali, right?" I asked mischievously and she giggled shaking her head firmly, tears in her eyes shimmered and a couple of them just rolled down on her cheeks.

"that's more like my Sherni" with the tip of my index I shove away the tear trickling down her cheek and she smiled.

"Acha call Waqas bhai now" she reminded me and I picked up my phone from the table near the bed. Dialling his number I put the call on speaker phone and after a few rings the line got connected.

"Assalam-o-alaikum!" Kamran's voice? I frowned looking up at Heer's face.

"Kamran! Waqas kahan hea?" I asked.

"He is inside with Mahrukh" he told me. "phone ander lejaney nai diya" he added

"How is she now kamran bhai?" Heer asked hurriedly.

"Assalam-o-alaikum!" he greeted and Heer replied.

"Mahrukh theek hea, ap tension na len...ye lijiey Mami se bat kijiye" he added.

"Han beta Heer! kesi tabeat hea tumhari ub? Bukhar phir to nai cherha?" Mom's voice came out.

"Assalam-o-alaikum Amaa! hum theek hen Amaa! Mahrukh kesi hea? Kia ho gaya usey achanak? Ap humein le ker q nai gaeen? utha deteen ap humein" I rolled my eyes as she bombarded her with questions.

"Tumhen buhat bukhar tha Heer! werna hum zaroor batatey tumhen beta!" Mom told her and she pouted.

"Aur Mahrukh theek hea, abhi doctors ne observation per rakha hea, ek ghanta dekhen ge phir operate ker den ge" Mom stated.

"mager Amaa ye to buhat jaldi nai?' Heer asked, worry evident on her face.

"beta bachi ne umbilical chord phasa li hea gerdan mein, doctors keh rae hen agar thori der tak position change na hui to operate kerna pare ga" Mom told her and she looked up at my face horrified.

I sucked at medical terms, so I just gave her a silent assuring look...knowing nothing about what the baby has done.

"Ya Allah!" Heer exclaimed.

"Heer beta! fiker ki bat nai hea doctors se bat ho gai hea, koi derney ki bat nai, tum fiker nai karo. Allah khair kare ga" Razia Aunty added and I pressed her hand assuringly.

"Phuppo! Ap direct surgeon se he bat kara den Heer ki, ye wesey nai maney gi' I stated sarcastically and Heer made a face while I heard the ladies chuckling from the other end.

"Acha Shehry beta! mein sham tak he aaoon gi, tum Heer ka dihan rakho." Mom instructed.

"Leh! Tab se or kia ker ra hoon?" I made a face and Heer rolled her eyes.

"Koi nai Amaa! Tang ker rae hen humein tab ka' she stated pushing me back playfully.

"Shehry! Sharam karo kuch, beemar hea wo" Mom scolded me, and my eyes popped out, Heer looked at me mischievously holding her giggle.

"Ap fiker na Karen Mom! rakhta hoon mein achi tara is ka khayal" I stated raising my eyebrow and she rolled her lips inward.

We hung up and I kept the phone aside on the bed glaring her and she smiled cheekily patting my cheek.

"I was kidding...dil per nai letey" she stated sweetly and I chuckled shaking my head at her cuteness.

Bukhaar mein kuch extra cute lag rai hea.....Allah khair karey!

MAHEEN'S POV

"Maheen beta! what about this one? Peach suits you" Khala asked and I just nodded pressing a smile, I was caught up in the middle of few elderly ladies of the family who were busy buying my dresses for the wedding, in between their spicy gossips.

"Maheen! This is awesome..." Nida showed me a black party gown, all net and embellished with the same shade, it was definitely too good. I touched the stuff and gave her an approving look.

"Aye haye! Kala wala koi nai banana" Phupo suddenly popped her head into the convo and made a disgusting face looking at the dress. Nida pouted and then made a weird face at her back making me giggle.

"But aunty! Kala suits her....and above all, black is hot"Nida stated in a mater of fact tone and Mom chuckled, while the other ladies shook their head disapprovingly.

"what? what did I do?' Nida made a cute sad face and I giggled shaking my head.

"Nida! Agar aesey he raha na tumhara IQ to dekhna...kawaari reh jao gi sari umer" Adnan interrupted and she gave him a death glare in face.

"Tum bhi to kawarey ho....ooper se IQ mein to SubhanAllah! Mujh se bhi gaye guzrey' Nida pulled his leg in return and he rolled his eyes.

"we will make a good couple, nai?" she added faking a smile and the coffee sip in Adnan's mouth was nearly about to spit out.

"itney burey halat nai merey' he boasted smacking the back of her head before walking away, Nida tried to target him with her clutch but then stopped thinking it would cause a damage....to her clutch of course.

"Mahee! You need to buy this one okay!" she insisted firmly and I nodded my head. "Hussain will go all flat looking you in this hot as eff dress"

"Sshhh! Nidzi! You are too much! Let my Phupo or anyone of these aunties here this hot shit of yours...and trust me, you and I will be grounded" I stated in a hushed tone and she rolled her eyes dramatically.

"I don't like this Phupo of yours Mahee! She is too desi....and trust me you are not gonna wear them in America" she retorted pointing towards the few dresses they had selected and I giggled.

"Don't worry! We will sort this mess out later" I stated winking and she pressed a wicked grin.

"Maheen beta! jewellery ka order diya tha, wo collect kerni hea aj" Mama reminded me and I nodded my head.

"Are Rabia! Shadi ka jorra tum log banao ge ya lrkey waley den ge?" Khala asked.

"Nai wo Hussain ki taraf se he ho ga" Mama replied and a sudden heat built up in my cheeks.

"Han na aj kal to fashion hea, lerky apni pasand se chuntey hen apni dulhan ka jora" Phupo stated and I looked down at my hand suddenly feeling all coy when I felt a nudge over my arm.

"oye hoye! Kuch kuch ho raha hea' Nida poked playfully and I bit my lower lip holding my grin. "or wo chehry per saf dikh raha hea" she added and I eyed her to shut up.

We moved towards the counter where Adnan did the payment and then we marched out from the mall heading towards yet another for collecting the jewellery and something stuff.

I needed to call Hussain, he had an interview and I couldn't even get time to call him wishing him all the best just sent a voice message and now feeling bad.

Ya Allah! jaldi khatam ho ye shopping.....

SHEHRY'S POV

"Shehryar! Le chaliye na hospital" she whined like a baby starting once again, my fingers halted typing over the laptop and I looked at her face.

"Heer! They are not letting anyone meet her now" I told her the same thing for like a millionth time by now.

"okay then take me to shopping" she stated and I raised my eyebrow.

"Have you gone mad? First, you have just recovered from a two days fever, second, its damn cold outside Heer!" I told her and she made a face, I ignored her pouts and looked down once again on the laptop, typing my reply to one of some local add agency who offered me for directing a TV advertisement.

"Shehryar! Am getting bore.... Rehmat bhi soye ja rai hea or ap bhi apney is tuntuney per lage hen" I heard her whining once again.

"te fer ki karan mein Heeriye! Nachan?" I looked up and she pouted.

Why the hell these pouts so tempting??? 

I shook my head and turned back to the screen when out of nowhere I got a cushion over my head and I literally jumped up.

"Oh teriiii!' I gasped looking up at her who was now over both her knees on the bed, with her fists firm over the side of her waist, glaring at me.

"Don't forget what Amaa said on phone okay!" she pointed her index at me and I rolled my eyes.

Lagta hea bukhar sr charrh gaya hea.....

"khayal rahiye hamara" she ordered like a little kid and I chuckled, placing the laptop on the table I crossed my arms over my torso.

"So what should I do for the lady?" I asked sweetly and she raised her eyebrow rubbing her chin thoughtfully.

"Should I dance?" I prompted her but she made a face.

"dekh chuckey hen"

"Then...should I sing?" I offered and she shook her head.

"Sun chuckey hen"

"What about a joke?" I stated excitedly but she rolled here eyes.

"Bachy hen hum kia?" she snapped making a face before going into the thinking mode once again but suddenly her eyes twinkled and she looked at me.

"Entertain me" she stated excitedly as if pata nai konsa bhoola jawab yad aa gaya ho paper mein and I chuckled.

"han shohar na ho gaya circus ka clown ho gaya mein" I made a face mockingly. 'moo se aag nikal k dikhaoon?" I added sarcastically.

But her gaze was somewhere else.... She was eyeing me up and down and I suddenly felt something extremely wicked coming ahead, her smile was way too see through showing what was going on in her mind.

"Heer?" I got up from the chair searching her expressions closely when she smirked.

"Strip for me" she blurted out and I was like....what the shmurfff!!!

"what?" I literally felt I heard wrong but the the peace on her face was telling a different story. "Come again" I asked pretending as if I didn't hear that right and she made a face rolling her eyes.

"STRIP-FOR-ME" she repeated loud and clear, despite the cold weather I felt a sudden rush of blood ran across my body making it extra hot.

"Bukhar ziada ho gaya hea kia?" I asked faking a smile but she ignored me.

For a moment I stood there keeping my hands over my waist, waiting for her to crack up laughing or giggling but she didn't.... she can't be serious.

"You want me to take off my clothes?" I asked raising my eyebrow and she nodded her head rapidly.

"All of them" 

Her response made me chuckle, I shook my head thinking she must be joking but she just kept on looking at me with a straight face.

"Heer! we are not alone okay...Rehmat hea" I pointed and she looked down to her left, pulling the quilt a little up from Rehmat, she checked something and then looked back at me with a satisfactory smile.

"She is sleeping"

"Heer! Are you even serious?" I asked still unable to believe what she was asking for, she again nodded her head cutely.

"Come on! Strip" She ordered popping her eyes out and I felt my face turning hotter and hotter with every passing minute.

HEER'S POV

"Come on! Strip" I ordered, keeping the shit inside me collected and calm as much as I could.

Mazak siraf ap he nai ker saktey...humara nam bhi Heer Shehryar hea!!! I boasted mentally as he gawked at me dumbfounded.

His face turned red as if all the blood was pumped up there in his cheeks, he looked adorable. I felt like pulling his cheeks.

"Soch lo!" he warned me and I rolled my eyes. "soch liya!"

"Wait a sec!" he stated at once frowning and walked towards the bed, he bent down and touched my forehead with the back of his hand.

"Bukhar bhi nai...phir kun behki behki batein ker rai hea?" he stated, talking to himself and I slapped his hand away.

"do you know how effin' cold it is? And you want me to get...naked?" he ended in a hushed disgusted tone with a frown on his forehead and I chuckled, pushing him back, feeling my face all heated up at once.

"Turn on the heater, if you are afraid of catching a cold or something" I offered faking a smile and he raised his brow shooting me a look, taking my words as a challenge.

He let go of a deep breath as he exhaled shaking his head as if was still trying to sink in....

His eyes glued on my face a smile plastered on my lips as I held back my giggles, his hand reached up for the zip of his pull-on and he zipped down in a swift moved, the sound made my heart beats quickened.

Keeping the edges he pulled it out and threw it away, across the room, now standing in a black t-shirt and black jeans he looked attractive as ever.

He was staring my face not blinking his eyes for even once and I felt as if I would never be able to look away, as if he got me into a trance and I would never be able to come out of that.

I bit my lower lip as he smirked hard at me, while holding the hem of his shirt he pulled it off and taking his arms out from the sleeves he threw the shirt straight on my face making me gasp.

He stood there in front of me, holding his waist smirking deep dead at me. "You want more?" he asked pulling his brows up and I gulped down.

His muscular shoulders and those toned gym-up abs from under that vest he was wearing, were just too tempting.... Who would say a no?

Yes....Somebody inside me spoke and I bit my lip hard.

"Mashriki lerki ki khamoshi mein han hoti hea" he stated, announcing as I remained quiet and with that his vest went pulling off his head and my breath got caught inside my throat.

I wanted to blink my eyes... no, I wanted to look away, but I couldn't and after a good time I took checking him out, my gaze went up meeting his and found a smirk spread across his face.

I felt my cheeks turning into a tawa and my palms sweating at my sides, now fisting in the quilt on which I was sitting over my knees.

Mazak kuch ziada ho gaya Heer! I gulped down the lump in my throat as I saw his hand moving down towards the place showing his waist band.

I instantly looked up at his face horrified and he smiled, with a smug on his lips....

He can't be serious.....but the look on his face showed he took the joke too seriously.

He took a step towards the bed, while unbuckling his belt and I felt my knees went stiff, I couldn't move, my brain stopped working. I tried to moved back as he pulled out his belt with a jerk and dropped in down in his feet.

I didn't dare to look down, I could expect anything from him but...... but this was too much.

"you-you should..you should stop there" I stuttered trying to get back in the bed when I saw the smile on his face went wider and he shook his head, before keeping his knee on the bed and with in just one move his hands grabbed my wrists, pushing me back, pinning me down on the quilt.

My heart jumped up into my throat and my eyes popped out wide open staring his face, that calm smile on his lips was giving me goosebumps everywhere.

I could feel the length of his body frame pressed over mine, making my pulse beat all wild in every inch of my flesh. My heart went crazy and my mouth perched as if I won't be able to utter a word any more.

"whats wrong Heer!?" he asked trying to make his thick raspy voice as casual as he could and I blinked my eyes trying to breathe normally with his face an inch apart from mine and his gaze glued roaming between my eyes and lips.

"you started that, am just ending things...... nicely?' his warm breath crashed my lips as he whispered deep and I felt like sweating head to toe.

His hands pinning my wrists deep in the bed....it was hurting, in a good way.

"Shehryar! Rehm-Rehmat hea" I tried to knock him back in his senses when he leaned in to the side of my face.

"She is sleeping" he repeated my words before his lips pressed firm over my jawline and I gaped, exhaling sharp.

May be I was again thinking...maybe it was all in my mind once again.

"Shehr.... My words got lost into a little rough moan escaped my mouth unknowingly as he kissed deep over my collar bone and his stubble tickled my skin.

His hands left my wrist for a second only to move his fingers in the spaces between mine and I held them firm with my head digging back in the quilt and my eyes shut, sinking in his touch.

Suddenly, I felt his mouth pulled back, leaving me all cold once again. I opened my eyes and found him looking straight into them. My breaths were ragged against his face and he blinked his eyes as if was thinking something.

"You okay?" he asked with a light frown on his forehead and concern in his voice, his gaze went up to our hands and he slowly let mine go before keeping his palms at the sides of my shoulders, his body pulled a little up from mine.

He wasn't looking in my eyes any more and I didn't that.... "Am so....

He was about to say when I moved my hands up between our bodies and cupped his face. "Am okay Shehryar!" I assured him, in between my ragged breathing, reading those expressions on his face and he smiled a little.

"I mean, am okay with this" it slipped from my mouth and I gulped down at my own little bravery, my cheeks burnt with the heat as he looked into my eyes.

"I know" he smiled again for a brief second as if he wasn't sure.

"if you know then where were we?" I asked casually, ignoring the heat and he chuckled keeping his forehead over mine and I smiled, my hands slipped down to his chest feeling his heart throbbing inside there.

"I can't do this Heer!" he stated lowly and I couldn't even frown due to his forehead resting over mine.

"What if I want to do this?" I asked and he chuckled a little.

"Don't tell me you are being desperate Heeriye!" he whispered, mischievously, his noses touching mine and his breaths fanning my lips.

"Ub Heer apney Raanjhy k liy bhi desperate na ho???" I complaint and he chuckled heartily.

After kissing the tip of my nose he pulled back.

"Phley tum theek ho jao poori trha...then take out your desperation over me, am all yours" he stated with a smile, making it hard to breathe and I gulped the shyness down my throat.

"I know you are all mine...." I looked straight into his eyes stating lowly, but firmly and his lips stretched into a broad smile.

For a few moments we just stared into each others eyes and then something moved...vibrated under us.

"Mobile phone....." I stated. Shehryar frowned and then made a face rolling onto the other side of the bed and jumped down.

I pulled up taking out my cell phone from under the pillow and my heart started beating faster once again as I saw Waqas's name flashing there, over a picture message.

I quickly swipe my screen and opened the message finding a selfie, Waqas bhai standing with a huge glass wall with the wildest grin plastered on his lips, pointing his index inside towards a small incubator having...... a baby.

And the caption just brought the same broad grin to my face as I read a loud:

"Meet Jannat! My little heaven!!!!"

Jannat Waqas <3 <3 

Am in love with Jannat already :)

And I love you all too :*

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