Zaid's family had come over to live with us for a few days until Friday. On Friday, we were all flying to Udaipur to attend Isha and Rohan's wedding festivities.

The work had already started from Mumbai. Isha's parents were also over and we were all busy setting up the things that we could set up from here.

Zaid's mom was very sweet. She would prepare breakfast for me before I'd go to work. It was so nice to actually have someone tell me to not skip breakfast. It had been a while since that had happened.

On Friday night, we were all set to got to Udaipur. We had all packed our bags for the weekend long trip and the wedding.

Zaid's parents, Isha, Rohan, Bhaiya, bhabi, their kids and all the elders had already left.

Zaid stayed back for me as I had work which ended at around 7. So, we were supposed to take a flight at night.

Zaid had taken care of everything. He was like my personal super hero, taking care of almost everything. I was massively grateful to have him around. I didn't even have to pack my bag as he had already finished most of it. I just grabbed a bunch of 'Sarees and a lehenga for the wedding. After that we were set to go to Udaipur.

We had reached the airport in a taxi and got there in an hour or so. After we had finished all the formalities and checked in, we got into the plane and sat there, waiting for takeoff.

I took the window seat as Zaid sat beside me. I was tired as hell. One whole day of work drained me. Usually I took a nap after I came back home. Today, I had a flight, so that wasn't possible. Zaid could see how agitated I was so he decided to give me my space.

"Hey, put your head on my shoulder, rest," he said.

I looked at him gratefully and rested my head on his shoulder as I tried to nap. Zaid was quite cute, he took my hands in his and traced circles on them to help me sleep. Unfortunately, they just made me laugh as I was ticklish.

"Arre, why are you laughing," he asked.

"Ticklish," I replied.

He smiled and then stopped. He then kissed my head as he let me rest. The flight was okay. It took us around 2 hours to get to Udaipur.

Fortunately, Harsh Bhaiya had sent a car over to the airport. So, after we came out, we just hopped inside the car and drove off to the hotel everyone was staying in.

We were heading to the leela palace in Udaipur. As we reached our destination, I was in awe of the place. The palace was beautiful beyond words. Isha and Rohan were so lucky. All their wedding festivities were going to take place in such a beautiful place. I won't deny, I was slightly jealous.

Zaid and I reached the place and immediately met Harsh Bhaiya. He had been waiting for us. It was around 2 am, so everyone else had already gone to bed. Bhaiya however, made sure that both Zaid and I got settled in our very beautiful room.

Bhaiya asked if we wanted to share a suite with them, but both Zaid and I wanted our privacy, so we decided to get our own. It was smaller, but I'd choose to share a suite with just my boyfriend anyday over a large suite with too many people in it.

As we got in, I was too tired to do anything. So I just fell on the bed and tried to sleep. I saw Zaid come in and change into his boxers. I always liked it when he was not wearing too much. His body was so sexy. He could give top models a run for their money. That along with his uber sexy personality just made him all the more irresistible.

He was such a caring guy. After he got ready for bed, he came up to me, took off my shoes and changed my clothes. He took my shirt off and put on an oversized t-shirt on me. He then took my pants off and placed my legs on the bed comfortably.

Then, he hopped in and turned the lights off. Then, he embraced me and slept. The warmth of his breath and body helped me fall asleep very quickly.

I woke up after what felt like hours. I felt a strange sensation in my stomach. As if it was burning. I hadn't felt this way before. I felt all nauseous and hence decided to go to the washroom. As I reached the place, I couldn't control anymore. I felt on the floor and puked in the toilet. I was so scared. I had started sweating profusely as I puked away. It was a very uncomfortable experience.

After a few minutes, I saw Zaid walk in.

"Al, are you okay?" He asked as he suddenly realized what was going on,"wait let me hold you."

He held my forehead as I continued to puke. This was so embarrassing. Oh God.

After I was done, Zaid gave me some water to drink and asked me if i felt better. Well, I didn't. I was feeling terrible. But I didn't want to ruin our trip so I pretended to be okay.

However, Zaid understood that I wasn't well. So he carried me to the bed and helped me rest. God knows what was up with me. I was never like this. Was I pregnant? Oh God NO!

I really hoped that that wasn't the case. I hadn't even had my periods for this month, so I didn't know for sure if I wasn't. I was in complete panic and was being unable to concentrate on anything.

"Al, babe, calm down, what's going on," Zaid asked finally as he came and sat next to me on the bed.

"I'm just very tired, I'll sleep," I replied.

"You have to eat something first,"he said, then, he brought me some hot chicken soup with rice that he fed me. Having it genuinely made me feel very good.

After that Zaid put me to bed.

I heard a knock on the door as I tried to sleep. Zaid opened it and I noticed his mom had come in.

"Alveera, beta are you okay?" She asked all concerned.

"I'm fine aunty, just a little weak," I replied.

She put her hand on my forehead to check if I ran a temperature. Then, she told Zaid something I didn't understand. She then asked me to rest and left.

"Your mom is the sweetest," I said.

"Yeah," he said, suddenly pensive,"go to sleep baby."

What had his mom told him? Why was he suddenly so pensive? I had no idea. But, I had my own things to worry about. So I decided to fall asleep. I was quite lethargic as it is. Sleep usually helped, so I decided to try that out.

When I woke up, there was darkness outside. Okay, so I slept the whole day. What was up with me? The room was empty but lit with side table lamps. Zaid was not in the room. I was super hungry so I decided to get some food from the fridge outside.

I still felt a little lethargic as that was how one felt after sleeping for half a day. I somehow dragged myself outside and grabbed some baloney sandwich.

I was munching on my food and watching TV when I heard someone walk in. It was Zaid. He looked like he came in after a work out. It was seven in the evening, why would he work out now?

"Zaid, is that you?" I asked.

"You're up?" He asked,"how're you feeling?"

"Better," I replied.

Then he walked inside our room, looking all deliciously sweaty. Okay I know delicious and sweaty don't go hand in hand, but Zaid looked phenomenal.

He was wearing a grey crew neck with black sweatpants. He had sweat around his chest that made that part around his neck a darker shade of grey. His hair was messy and he was getting ready for a shower. I was eating my sandwich, but in my mind, I wanted to do something else. There was something awfully sexy about Zaid working out. He was SO fit.

"Why didn't you wake me up sooner? There must be a lot of work that needs to be done," I asked him as I sat on the bed while he took out clothes to wear after the shower.

"You basically puked your guts out and looked really pale, I just wanted you to rest," he replied.

Then, I got up to hug him from behind and said,"I'm well rested now baba, is there anything that needs to be done?"

The hug felt weird as he didn't quite reciprocate it, he just asked me to take care of myself and then walked into the shower.

What was up with Zaid? Was it something I said? Why was he being so distant?

I saw myself in the mirror and realized that I could do with a shower as well. So, I decided to surprise Zaid in there.

I took my clothes off and got inside the shower.

"Alveera, what are you doing here?" He asked extremely surprised.

"I need a shower and I can't wait for you to come out," I replied lasciviously.

Then, I wrapped my arms around his waist and brought my very naked body closer to his.

As I did that, I finally saw a smile appear on Zaid's face.

"Why are you smiling?" I asked as I let the warm water cascade down my body.

He chuckled a little and replied,"you're soo naked."

To that, I just laughed and then, I kissed him. The kiss went on for as long as it could and then we pulled away. Zaid helped me get some body wash on my back as I helped him wash his hair. Occasional kisses went on here and there. The cutest thing ever was when Zaid got some shampoo in his eyes and I started to laugh seeing that.

"You are outrageous, stop laughing," he yelled irritatedly.

Hearing him say that made me laugh harder, but then I helped him get it all out. I kissed his eyes to make it better, but he tried to get back at me by grabbing me and rubbing his foamed up hair against my face. It was funny how we, despite being adults were behaving like five year olds.

After we were done, Zaid got me up on his lap and kissed my neck. There was a strong urgency in the kiss. I didn't quite understand why, but I reciprocated and kissed him back. I hadn't even tied my bathrobe. He wouldn't let me.

After we were done, he went back to get a towel for himself and I wore my bathrobe. I used a towel to pat dry my hair.

As I took my bathrobe off when I was changing into clothes, I saw how my neck had a few hickeies. I always got a little embarrassed when I got those. So I got some concealer to hid the bites. Zaid saw me do that and looked a little apologetic.

"Does it hurt?" He asked coldly.

"No, I just don't want others to see it," I replied.

"Sorry," he said.

"Zaid, don't apologize, it's fine," I replied.

I wore a kurti with jeans and asked Zaid if I should go out and meet people. We decided to go out together and finally meet everyone.

We went outside where everyone else was hanging out, singing and dancing. It finally felt like a wedding was going on. Zaid introduced me to a few of his Chachis and Maasis. Everyone saw me and behave cordially. I could see how they were judging me as some of them didn't approve of pre marital relationships, but Zaid just asked me to ignore them. Rohan's mom and dad were there as well. They were very warm and they greeted me with warm hugs.

One person I liked a lot was Zaid's bua. She was such a funny lady. She cracked jokes every now and then and made fun of Zaid every second. It was very entertaining having her around. She even called me "my bachcha". It just made me feel even better.

I finally met Zaid's mom and bhabi while they were preparing some snacks for the guests.

"Hi aunty, bhabi," I said.

"Hello beta, how're you feeling?" His mom asked.

I told her how I felt much better and that I was all up for helping them out. Aunty however didn't seem convinced and insisted that I eat well and rest.

I agreed to rest more and then continued to help them out. We prepared paratha rolls and drinks for the guests and then sat with everyone else.

Everyone was dancing and having fun. The best part of the night was when all the cousins of Zaid were just hanging out in one of the balconies.

Almost all of them were drunk. Some of them were also smoking up. One if his cousins offered me a drink, but given my situation during the day, I decided to pass. At one point, Jai decided to tell us a story about this one time how he got beaten up by this girl's boyfriend for trying to hit on her. He apparently had to hide in the guys' washroom as the boyfriend was furious and took an oath to beat him to pulps. Apparently Jai promised to never hit on any girl after that.

It was almost 1:30 am when we finally started to get up. Zaid and I walked into our room as we said goodbye to everyone.

We walked into our room, and suddenly, the atmosphere between Zaid and me had changed. He was distant again. Every time I tried to make eye contact with him, he would just look away.

I could ask him why he was behaving this way, but I didn't know exactly how he was behaving. This behavior was so foreign to me.

So, I just tried to keep my calm. I washed my face, toned it and took off all my makeup. As I was doing that, i could see Zaid staring at me from behind. As soon as our eyes met, he would just look away. Why was he being so cold? Did I do something wrong? Did his uncles or aunts say something to him? Because we weren't married and still living together?

I started feeling uneasy again as I tried to get my makeup off. So, I ran into the bathroom again. This time, it wasn't as bad as this morning, but I was getting a little worried about my stomach. I had the worst case of a stomach flu I had had in a while.

I noticed how Zaid grew concerned about me as I ran into the bathroom, but didn't have time to see exactly how he reacted (you see, too busy not trying to embarrass myself Infront of him).

After a few very uncomfortable minutes, I finally walked out of the bathroom, only to find Zaid sitting on the bed, looking more pensive than he ever looked before.

"We need to talk, Alveera Khan," he said.

Blood drained from my face. We all know what we need to talk meant. What was all this about?

Guys, for some weird reason, the last part of this chapter didn't get published. I don't know why this happened 😑

Anyway, I wanted to dedicate this chapter to shaikhsahrish and nkita987 for actually pushing me to finish this chapter. I'm sorry for being so inconsistent guys. But I do love the love and I love all of you.

How did you guys like the chapter?

Do y'all appreciate the cliffhanger?

WHAT IS WRONG WITH ZAID?

What's up with Alveera?

Sooo many questions. Stay tuned to find out exactly what is happening in this crazy story. 😂😂