It's been 5 days after their Nikkah. Ayzal was engrossed with the teaching lessons of dancing, table manners, walking style and many more things. Without getting any sleep and with only some small naps in the class with Afreen, she was alive. But this is not enough, she was running out of the energy and the dark circles under her eyes were very prominent now.

Nowadays Yuhaan was observing her keenly. He daily saw her doing sketching in the middle of night, he will not agree but he was a bit concern for her. He really was not understanding that why she don't sleep at night and she don't even take a nap in daytime. Basically she don't sleep at all? He was really confused.

It was dinner time now. Everyone were sitting in the dinning room while Mrs. Khalid was dishing out the food. Ayzal calmly plated out the food for the kids which as usual Zaroon pushed the plate away and plated out the biryani himself. Today Ayzal made biryani with raita and salad. She sighed looking at Zaroon thinking about the talk she had with him few days ago.

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It was 9: 00PM and bedtime for the kids.  Giving the glass of milk to Zimal and Jaan, i walked in Zaroon's room. He was reading a book sitting straight against the bed take, he looked upwards at me for a milli second before continuing reading his book.

I placed the glass of milk on the side table and sat across him on the bed "Let's watch a movie Bunny. Shall we"? I asked but i already knew his answer.

"No! it's late i am going to sleep, take your glass of milk with you. I don't want it" saying this he closed his book placing it on the side table and was going to lay down when i held his hand.

"Please Bunny, can we talk"? I asked and taking a deep sigh i continued "Just tell me Bunny, why do you hate me so much. From the day i came to this house, all i was doing is to be your friend then why are you so reluctant to even try being my friend"

He stared at me for good 20 seconds before replying calmly "I just don't like you, so stop doing these things and just know this i never had a Mom before so your relationship with dad nothing changes between us. You will never be my Mom" He said it calmly but his words hit hard. He pulled his hands out of my hold before laying and pulling the comforter over him.

I don't care what he thinks about me but him saying 'I never had a Mom before' hit deep in my heart. This also shows how much he needs a mother.

"Good night Bunny. Sleep tight" I kissed his forehead and he instantly jerked himself away from me saying sternly "My name is Zaroon"

"And i loves to call you Bunny" I ruffled his hairs before walking out of the room with a sad heart. I really need to talk to Mr. Hamdaani.

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After dinner Yuhaan headed towards Ramish's room. He was very reluctant to knock the door and at the end, he finally knocked on the door. The door wasn't locked so when he knocked on the door it slightly got opened.

Ramish was sitting on the bed with his legs hanging by the side. He was looking straight at Yuhaan with furrowed eyebrows inwardly asking himself about his arrival. What is uncle doing here?

The hesitation he was feeling flew out of the window seeing the small riceball infront of him. He straightened his back walking in the room and closing the door behind him. He sat beside him quietly, Jaan raised his eyebrow at him before asking him "Uncle, do you need anything"?

Yuhaan cleared his throat and asked him softly "Ms. Has....I mean Ayzal....she don't sleep"? He inwardly took a deep sigh. He never felt this hesitant, not making the deals of Billions, but here he was having problem asking a simple question that too a small kid? Thankfully his people didn't saw him like this or else his reputation will be crumbled by their feets.

Jaan furrowed both his eyebrows in confusion before answering him "She does. Why are you asking"? His question left Yuhaan stunt. Now what will he answer him when he himself don't know why he was so concerned about her to even ask Jaan about her.

When Yuhaan kept quiet, he asked again "Did she had any..........She don't sleep with you"? Ramish was going to ask about her nightmares but instantly changed his question. At this point Yuhaan really regretted coming here because he don't have any answers for his questions.

"So, she really don't sleeps with you..... Don't husband and wife sleep on same bed"? Ramish was muttering in his mouth but it was well heard by the man beside him "She does" Yuhaan lied without battling an eyelash.

"Oh! So, she then definitely don't hold you to sleep" Jaan said confidently on his assumption. Yuhaan raised his eyebrow at him asking him to continue "Ayzu can't sleep without anyone beside her and definitely not without holding someone close" Yuhaan abruptly stood up as his lips curled up in a wide smile. He finally got his answer.

He ruffled Jaan's hairs before walking with a satisfactory smile.

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He was pacing right and left in his room waiting for her. When she came in the room, she gave him a weird look at his anxious facial expression before going in the bathroom. She took a warm shower changing in a black kurti and plazo.

When she walked out, he was still pacing in the room. Seeing her coming out, he stopped but his gaze lingered at her face longer than needed. The dark circles were very prominent and seeing those he clenched his hands in a fist. He was angry because she didn't told him about her sleeping insomnia. If he hadn't asked Ramish then what was she planing? To not sleep for 6 months. She was really stupid.

"Is something the matter Mr. Hamdaani"? She softly asked as she was finding his behaviour very weird "No!" Saying this he sat on the bed pulling his shirt off. Ayzal instantly averted her eyes. Ya Allah!

She nodded her head covering her wet hairs in the shawl to offer the 'Esha prayer'. She was going to pick up the prayer mat from the shelf when his voice echoed in the room "Be ready by 10 in the morning. We both are leaving for a few weeks"

"Where are we going? And why not kids? I can't leave Jaan alone. No I am definitely not leaving Jaan......" She was going on and on without a break. She bombarded him with questions standing infront of him totally forgetting that the man infront of her was shirtless.

Within seconds the room reverted back to silence as Yuhaan pulled her by her waist placing his hand over her mouth "Jeez woman, you talk so much" He was irritated but both couldn't deny the sexual tension in the air. Their hearts were beating in a sync, thumping so loudly that it felt like, it will leap out any second.

She could feel the butterflies in her stomach, the mere piece of cloth wasn't doing much as she can feel the burn on her waist where his hand was holding her close. She was totally numb to react in anyway and he seemed lost in her slightly widened eyes.

Minutes what felt like hours, she finally averted her eyes and missed his furrowed eyebrows at the aversion of her beautiful honey eyes. This time he couldn't deny, he never had seen such a beautiful pair of eyes till date. He was mesmerized by her eyes.

Placing her hand on his chest to push him away she realised the big disaster, he was shirtless! The second she felt his soft heartbeats against her hand, she pulled back as if the current passed through her whole body. Yuhaan seemed to realise this also as he left her mouth and instantly felt cold at the lose of her warm lips against his hand.

He cleared his throat averting his eyes "Kids will live here with their grandmother and Ramish is comfortable staying here, here are everyone to take care of him. You don't need to worry about him, i will arrange everything. As for your university, i have applied for a month's leave" Without waiting for her reply he laid on the bed closing his eyes.

She don't know what to reply him, all she could do was, take a deep breath and offered the 'Esha Prayer'. After she offered the prayer, she made dua and folding the prayer mat, she placed it back on the shelf. She switched off the lights and was going towards the sofa when she heard his rough and stern voice which left no room for the argument "Come here"

"You aren't asleep yet. Do you need anything"? She asked politely walking towards his side of bed. In the darkness, his blue eyes were glistening under the dim moonlight.

"Come on the bed to sleep" As soon as his words registered in her mind, she took a step back just for him to hold her hand "I am not your non- Mehram, so don't even think to start that with me but i promise i will keep my distance. Just come over to sleep. You can't just do sketching in the middle of the night without getting any sleep. How can you even be alive without sleeping for 5 days"? She widened her eyes in realization "How did you know"?

"None of your business. Come on the bed" Saying this he left her hand. As much as the offer was tempting but how can she say 'Yes' when she knows everything is fake. Even if he was her legally wedded husband, her self respect was not letting her say yes. How can she say yes to sleep on the same bed with a 'Man' who is nothing but her just contracted husband?

"Don't think any bullsh*t. Don't let me repeat myself because next time i will not ask you politely but i will throw you on the bed myself" She came out of her denial and passed him a glare before laying on right side of the bed in the furthermost corner. Ya Allah! I am sorry.

"Here hold my hand" He placed his hand on her pillow but his eyes were closed. The unknown peace washed over her body. With hesitation, she placed her hand in his hand and he closed his fingers gripping her fingers in a light grasp. There was a very small smile playing on his lips which was concealed with the darkness in the room.

In no time, the sound of her even breath resounded in the room and the man next to her opened his eyes staring right at her face. Moonlight was adorning her soft features, hairs were over her face, an obstacle between his gaze. He pushed her hairs behind her ear so softly as if holding a delicate willow and his long straight fingers brushed against her soft cheeks. There was a small mole on her left side of neck which was unknowingly a tease for him. He wanted to rub the spot softly but nothing can't overpower his promise.

Unknown to him the the fire of desire was deep imprinted in his heart right that second.

"Stupid" A whisper left his mouth with a small curl of his lips but the next second he stiffened as the soft body of the woman next to him hugged him tightly, her lips on his neck were another torture. Right that second he felt his first hard on in his entire life of 28 years.

He felt like laughing at himself because he always felt that he was unable to get close to any women yet here he was with a woman on his bed with her hugging him and he wasn't finding her disgusting as he feel for every other girl. He didn't know what was so different about her but there was definitely something.

He looked downwards at her and the sudden urge to kiss her soft lips came over him but as he promised her he will maintain his distance, he softly tried to make her get away from him but her hold on his waist tightened to make him curse out aloud "Fu*k"

He took a deep breath before muttering to himself calmly "I am not breaking my promise. She is going back on her words" As his arm was under her neck, he fully turned facing her and placed his other free arm on her waist securing her in his arms and gradually relaxed under her touch.

Unintentionally he placed a kiss on her forehead before going in the deep slumber of sleep with a smile on his lips. Who could've thought that there would be a woman, who will put a smile on the expressionless Mr. Workaholic, Yahaan Hamdaani's face without doing anything.

She was the fire ready to burn everything but she just couldn't play with the ice. Could she?

Unknown to both of them, the night was the witness of their innocent blooming love. Fire against ice.