"This is your room Dear" Mrs. Khalid gestured inside the room opening the door for us "Thank You Mrs. Khalid" I politely thanked her and she softly replied cupping my right cheek lovingly "No need bacha. Rest for a bit till the children will arrive" Saying this she turned but i stopped her asking abruptly "Can i get a prayer mat, It's Zuhr time"?

"Sure! I will get it right away" She replied with so enthusiasm that i got confused at her reaction. Saying this she walked out excitedly. Frowning hard, I kept looking at her retreating figure until she was truly out of my sight. What was so exciting? But anyways......I shrugged nonchalantly.

"Jaan do you want to take a nap"? I asked him making him sit on the bed. He shooked his head negatively but gestured me to sit beside him. As I sat down he placed his head in my lap and closed his eyes. I smiled and lovingly stroked his hairs "Do you like the room Jaan"? I asked softly and he nodded his head with his eyes still closed. I smiled placing a kiss on his temple and looked around.

The room was very big and luxurious, black and white in colour. A king sized bed with a side sitting area, washroom on the opposite side, there is another door, I guess it's a walk in closet. These rich people i tell you, I really wanted to face palm myself. This room was way size in twice than my apartment. Overall MashaAllah the room was very beautiful. Ya Allah! Thank You very much.

I was in my thoughts when i heard a slight knock, i turned and saw Mrs. Khalid walked in with prayer mat in her hands "Thank You Mrs. Khalid" I said softly with a smile playing on my lips "You are way too polite Dear and please don't call me Mrs Khalid, it makes me feel oldie" She said with a chuckle and placing the prayer mat on the sofa she walked towards me. I nodded my head smiling and asked playfully "So Aunty will do"?

"Of course not, it's also make me feel oldie, my name is Rubina so Beena will do" I chuckled and replied with a Okay "You offer the prayer and have some rest" She said smiling and walked out.

Light snores of my Jaan could be heard from my lap, one last time i kissed his cheek and softly placed his head on the pillow. As i was in Wuzu, I covered my head properly with a shawl and offered 'Zuhr Prayer'. After completing my namaz, i recited some Surahs and pulled my hands up for Dua.

'Ya Allah! Tuhi Mera parvardigar hai, Tuhi hai iss Jahan ko banane wala, Tuhi har cheez par qadir hai, Tuhi hai har insan ko paida krne wala, mjhe paida krne wala. Ya Allah mjhe tujhse koi shikhwa nahi hai, koi shikayat nahi, mujhe bas sidhe raste par hi rakhna. Ya Allah! Mjhe Nahi pata ke mein Kiya galat kr rhi hoon or kiya sahi bas mera sath khabhi na chorhna or mjhe itni himmat dena k mujhe Jo yeh nie job mili hai, mein issko sahi se kr pao or apni Ammi ka jald se jald operation krwa pao. Ya Allah unko shifa dede. Ameen Sumameen'

As i slightly rubbed my hand over my face, I realized i was crying, cleaning my face with my hands i stood up and as i was going to fold the prayer mat i heard a knock, i softly uttered a come in and the beautiful blue eyes came in view. I instantly stiffened under his threatening gaze. He wasn't glaring, he was just staring but his eyes held so much power that as much as i wanted to avert my eyes, i was spell bound.

Not just his eyes, his mere existence was screaming power and authority. I was lost in his eyes until he broke my trance. Astagfirula! Ayzal behave, will you? "The children have arrived" saying this he looked towards the bed where Jaan was sleeping peacefully and the next second he glared at me. What?

I raised my eyebrows at him, asking him reason for his glare "I told you, two rooms were arranged for both of you then why he is sleeping here in your room"? He seemed angry, I mean very angry. I don't understand why he have so problem with us living in same room. I internally sighed and folding the prayer mat, i placed it on the sofa.

Unpinning my shawl from the head, I walked towards him "With due respect, Mr. Hamdaani i told you we will live in one room because Jaan can't sleep alone. So please Mr. Hamdaani, leave it as it is" I replied politely pushing my wavy hairs to the back. Truth was Jaan wasn't the one who can't sleep alone but me who can't sleep without anyone beside me.

I sighed internally and as i looked upward, I furrowned when i was met with his stunned expression "Mr. Hamdaani" I called out and he shooked his head to the other side before walking out without another word. What was that? Anyways none of my business.

Kissing Jaan's forehead and placing the blanket properly on him, i walked out closing the door behind "Pretty Lady" I heard a excited shout as soon as i walked downstairs and Zimal hugged my leg lovingly "Assalam-O-Alaikum! My snowball" I greeted her pulling her in my arms. She giggled and replied me back "Thank You pretty lady" I shooked my head with a smile "You should greet me back by saying 'Wa-Alaikum-Aslam' Okay Snowball" I said softly pinching her nose playfully and with a beautiful giggle she nodded her head.

"Good girl" I complimented her and turned to infront of me to see Mr. Hamdaani's expressionless face and Zaroon's 'You done' face "Dad what is she doing here again"? Zaroon asked as he stood infront of his father folding his arms arrogantly.

"She is your Nanny from now on, so you better behave" Mr. Hamdaani told him with the same arrogance as him and saying this he walked passed him meeting my eyes in between. There was a challenge in his eyes, for me.

"I don't need any" We both snapped our head towards Zaroon "She is hired by your grandmother" Saying this he walked off. There was no change of expression on Zaroon's face as he walked towards me "I don't accept you as my nanny so you better back off" Amused i raised my eyebrows at him in astonishment.

"Sorry little bunny but i have signed a contract with your father so, that can't be undone now. But we can be friends" I replied politely, placing Zimal on the floor and extended my hand for a shake. In a split second, my hand was jerked down "Never" with that he walked passed me to the stairs but stopped looking at Jaan who was on the verge of crying. As soon as he saw me he ran towards me and i engulfed him in a bear hug.

"What happened Jaan"? I asked him softly stroking his hairs "Why did-you left me alone in-that room? You-know i was-lost looking-for you then that scary-uncle told me-the right way" He told me in between his hiccups and the scary uncle he is saying is surely Mr. Hamdaani. I cleaned his teary face and before i would utter any word Zaroon's sarcastic question interrupted me "Who is this sissy boy"?

This boy is way mature than his age "He is my brother" I replied politely "Well no match for me" at his words i smirked "Then surely i am a challenge to you, don't i"?

"Of course not. You wouldn't even last for 2 days" He replied confidently before walking away "Let's see little bunny" I mumbled to myself "Leave him pretty lady. He is stupid. Introduce me to your brother" I smiled hearing zimal's words before introducing Jaan.

"His name is Ramish and Jaan she is Zimal" In no time Zimal familiarise herself with Jaan but Jaan was way too shy to reply her. He was just quietly nodding his head at her blabbering.

"Snowball, go to your room, change your clothes because your piano teacher will be here in some time, i will go and look what's for lunch today" She nodded obediently before running upstairs.

"Slow down Snowball" She cutely nodded while running upstairs, chuckling at her antics i walked straight to the kitchen.