Amjad parked his brand new car right in the centre of the hospital parking lot.

Mikhail couldn't halp but roll his eyes at his brother's need to show off.

The family of four walked to the entrance, where Bilal was already waiting to greet them.
As his brother and his friend hugged, Mikhail registered how tired the new father looked.

Man, did Saba give birth or him?

They walked up a bunch of corridors before arriving at the right door.

The minute they spotted Saba, and the baby wrapped in bundles of blankets upon her arms, his parents began to coo over them.

Somehow, Saba's beauty had not faltered despite having spent the previous day in labour.
If anything, nine months of pregnancy left her with some god blessed curves and a fine glow.

"Looking like a snack, bhabi." Amjad joked.

Saba laughed. "Please, I look like a full course meal."

The banter went on some more and then Mikhail mind began to drift to Lisa, who was still locked inside the cupboard of his apartment.

He knew he was a dead man walking.

If he even wanted the smallest chance to save his life, he'd better be getting back.

Mikhail turned on his heels, careful to not notify his parents and made his way to leave when his chest hit something.

"Sorry it took me so long but the closest Costa was miles-" she abruptly stopped.

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Pls, it was the make up that made Saba pretty.