Nana drop her phone on the bed and went to take a relaxing shower before Zayn comes back. He'll be there in thirty minutes and she should be done by then insha'Allah. She remove her sweats and turn on the shower, taking a long bath whilst thinking about Mu'ayyad's words. He loved her since the first time he bumped into her? That is very new and it is making her uncomfortable but she'd still feel tingles after hearing those words, in this case, seeing those words written broadly on her phone screen.

She stopped thinking when she heard the door to their opening, that means Zayn is back. She shut off the shower and wrap a fluffy red towel around her and one on her head before walking out of the ensuite. She saw him looking at her phone, she closed her eyes and pray, hoping that he'll not mistakenly bump into her chat with his cousin, that would cause a huge scene and fight which she is never looking forward to.

"Mami?" He called her name, brows furrowed and mouth pursed in a thin line. That's it, he's bumped into her chat.

"Y-yes?" She stuttered out the reply sounding it like a question.

"What the hell is this?" He yelled, his face turning slightly red and a vein popping on his forehead, he looks furious like a bull.

"Wh-what are you talk-king about?" She asked, taking small steps to where he's standing.

"You were chatting with my cousin and you never told me and now he is confessing his love you're telling him you're sorry? Sorry for what in the first place, Aisha? What are you exactly sorry for? Sorry for what?!" He yelled the last part, his face inches away from her face which makes her shrink back and grimace.

"Fo-for..." He cut her off brutally.

"For been taken? For getting married to me? Or for been forced to be tied down to me? Which one?!" He yelled out again, fisting his hands in a tight fist.

"Stop putting those awful words in my mouth! I didn't mean anything like that and stop accusing me of something foolish. I didn't mean it to happen! I apologized for hurting his feelings and he already knows I'm married, we don't even stand a chance even if you'll leave me. I-i.." She doesn't even know what to say. This Zayn is stressing the hell out of her with his pointed accusing gaze and angry demeanor, this is the first time she's seeing this Zayn.

"I'm not getting it. Why in heaven where you even chatting with him? Why didn't you tell me about it? Were you even thinking about telling me this or what?!" He's still not getting it so she slapped him hard.

Zayn looked at her with utter shock in his eyes, reflecting hers. They are both shocked with what she did but it seems to bring her Zayn back as the look of remorse and apology started showing in his dark orbs. He's still holding his cheek -the one she slapped- looking at her with an unknown emotion twirling around his hard orbs.

"Don't you ever accuse me like that. Do you think when I told you I love you that I was saying it because I don't want you to feel that it's a one sided love? Do you think I'll be doing everything I'm doing just for fun? Do you think I take our marriage and my vows for fun? Do-" he shut her up when he place a hard, hot and passionate kiss on her lips, messing with her brain completely.

She tugged him closer, going rougher and harder as they both need to reach the finishing line. They both are trying to punish each other through the kiss, trying to take the revenge all from the lip lock. She kept pushing him harder until he fell on the bed with her atop him. They didn't pull away even after their breathes seized, she kept pushing like there is another space between them.

"You dare not accuse me of having extramarital affair and I pray you don't have that thought in your head or you will regret it terribly." She threatened, her breath hitting his face, they're struggling to catch their breaths but she still manage to talk about it.

"That thought isn't in my head but I just don't like the idea that he has feelings for you and you even apologized. What is there to apologize about?" He question, snaking his arms to her spine as he gently massaged her there through her towel.

"I don't know what to say then and I just don't know how and why I feel comfortable with him. We've never talked face to face and I even promised him that I won't." She confessed, her breath finally back to it's normal pace.

"I'm already hating him." Zayn grumbled, looking away so she could not see the insecurity lurking in his eyes.

"Don't, he is your brother and even if something is to happen between us, I'd never give him a second look, not even any guy out there." She smiled, rubbing her thumbs across his scruff.

"Good, because my jealousy is dark." He pecked her lips and stood them up.

"I can tell!" She laughed and trudge to the closet to change into something before they do something they'd both be happy about but will surely regret.

She transformed into a v-neck floral print dress before walking out. She packed her hair in a low ponytail not in the mood to straighten it but Zayn asked her to sit down and he will do it for her. Just like that, he brought out the straightener and started doing it gently but burnt his hands eight times before he was done, he didn't burn her though, he was extra careful with her.

"I love you." She grinned at him, wrapping her arms around his neck, taking in all his features.

"I love you!" And then his lips descend on hers in a second, they were making out.

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Rukayyah felt annoyed for no reason today. She was lying on her bed alone since Mashhub is with Maaysa today. She just didn't know why she doesn't want to talk to any of them today and just want to have sometime for herself. The need to avoid them was very strong so she adjust herself on the bed and put three pillows in front of her. She placed her laptop on the pillows and started browsing new dishes to mix with hers.

A few minutes later, the door opened and in came Mashhub in all his glory looking handsome and heartwarming. She gave him a single glance and went back to her work which made him furrow his brows and falter his steps. Normally, she would've beamed and hugged him then ask for Maaysa before they walk out and have breakfast, especially since today is Sunday and they have certain outfits that they wear that day.

"What's wrong?" He asked with still furrowed brows and confusion etched on his features, he sat down next to her on the bed.

"I don't feel like talking to anyone, leave." She didn't raise her head up to meet his confused gaze, she kept searching on the modem.

"Okay?" He said it more like a question before standing up after a few minutes, like he's waiting for her to beautiful, serenely giggles but she didn't so he left.

For she odd reasons, she didn't like that he stood up and just left. She wanted him to demand why she doesn't want to talk to anyone but he just left. She hissed underneath her breath and continue working on her dish but she still didn't get anything right so she stopped and lie down on the bed, hearing the duo clattering around the kitchen. She felt a pang in her heart but urged it to leave before it starts bringing negative stuff to her head.

"I don't know what's wrong but she doesn't want to talk to anyone." Mashhub frustratedly told Maaysa who was in the kitchen trying to cook Rukayyah's new favorite dish.

"Mood swings. Maybe she PMSing or she's pregnant?" She squealed the last part which made Mashhub's face pale like he's seeing the ghost of his great grandfather.

Pregnant?

They never talked about it and now that Maaysa brought it out, he doesn't know what to think about it. He will be very happy to become a father, yes, but he didn't know that it is going to happen soon. He wished he'd brought up the talk even if it is once so they would start planning about everything but if she's pregnant, he is very ecstatic about it.

"Maybe?" He asked after coming out of his shock, looking unsure of everything but deep down, he's hoping that Maaysa is right.

"Hmm, come and hear my plan..." He moved closer so she could whisper to him as if there are some people apart from them in the kitchen.

The door clicked open, Rukayyah's head rose from the pillow and looked at the doorway before looking away. She closed her eyes, deep down feeling elated that they didn't abandon her and showed up. Maaysa clasped in purple regular fit black long sleeve embroidery top and jeans, trudged in with a huge tray of food and drinks.

"For our new mommy!" Maaysa beamed, making Rukayyah's heart beat faster than ever. What is she saying?

When Rukayyah didn't react and kept her face down, Mashhub turn on the music 'Flight Of The Stars by Zayn Malik' started playing from the speakers before Mashhub sat down next to Rukayyah and held her hands.

"You can be moody, angry, frustrated and whatever but don't forget, we are always there for you. You can tell us everything, one for all and all for one. What's wrong?" He asked, looking deep into her misty eyes like he is going to find his answers.

"I love you." She whispered so quitely and started to function that Maaysa is hinting that she's pregnant, she doesn't think so though, not at all.

"I love you more." He pecked her lips, it will be inappropriate to make out in front of Maaysa even though they've slipped and did it countless times, he also slipped and did it with Maaysa in front of Rukayyah.

"Tell us now, are you pregnant?" Maaysa beamed, wiggling her brows across her forehead.

"I don't think so." Rukayyah blushed and drew the plate close to her so she could start eating.

"We're going to the hospital. When was the last time you saw your period?" Maaysa sat down next to her and asked in all her nurse' mood.

"I'll see it soon." She answered, stuffing her face with more food.

"We're going and that's final!" Maaysa sternly whispered and also started eating.