(Please read the last chapter again as I've updated a few paragraph at the end)

Burhan's POV

Thank God it's Saturday!

I spend my weekends with Mahnoor. That's the only two days of week that I'm actually light and easy but nowadays that too isn't the case.

"Mehreen told me--" I said before I complete.

"I don't wanna hear" she interjected and left.

Mahnoor and Mehreen are two completely different people,even though they are cousins.

It's not something difficult to myself,I know I love Mahnoor a lot and do I love Mehreen? I don't know. I do respect her a lot. I still would've preferred to have only Mahnoor.

Mahnoor I have a lot of fights. Way too many fights,Mehreen and I,not very often. We seldom get into an argument.

This is something Noor does not understand; you only fight with someone when your are comfortable with them and me and Mehreen are very formal in our relationship.

I wanted Mehreen to leave that day,she would've have just slapped me,cursed me and left me but she didn't. One day I asked her why. She told me her dad asked her never to return to him,her Dad isn't a good man. He faked his concern here and insulted me in the meetings but behind the doors,he felt no sympathy, he felt it was only normal and Mehreen should move on with me. Mehreen said she doesn't like it here,she just owes herself this life.

I don't understand her but I sympathize with her. After all a divorce would've ruined her sister's life too. All for the family and herself she says,she stayed.

She doesn't expect a lot of me but she loves me. I do not know how to handle a woman. I love Mahnoor,I never feel inclined to Mehreen as I feel inclined to Mahnoor.

Things have got worse. My reputation at my work place has suffered badly,if it wasn't for Dad's position, I would've become a living joke. Now though people talk behind my back,it rages me their kind of disgusting humor.

I nevertheless wanted more than one wife. I was always brought up as to honour and become a one woman's man. Since I've two wives,their sleazy and shallow remarks trouble me. How much do I ignore? A narrow minded society...

The group of so called friends of mine have never been more a torture than now. How they make fun of my situation and joke about a duo life, my s*x life interests fellow friends. All crave my gossips, I cannot deal with such sick minded people. I crave only solidarity and isolation. I've stopped going out with friends.

Having physical relationship with two woman,not only drives me mentally but physically exhausted.

I feel very weird. Extremely guilty. However they both equally make it harder. No concession.

Outwardly people with petty mentality fantasize having two women to sleep with but inside this is a wreck.

They both are hard on me. Especially Mahnoor,her love is extreme and so is her jealousy. I do have a drive for love but I never reach to it before being humiliated. With Mahnoor,she has a lot of questions.

She shuns me,investigates my routine,asks how many times I've slept with Mehreen and tells me if I enjoy her better.
The truth is, I only need her. Another truth is,she would never believe this,she's overwhelmingly jealous, the venom is deep in her veins.

I never strike things with Mehreen unless she gives me sign or makes me feel like she wants me to go ahead. I feel so immoral and like a sinner when I trace down my body on her. I feel like she can feel this guilt in me and she yet decides to let me suffer.

However my desires are fulfilled even though guilty but through her mostly as Mahnoor is harder than a rock at times. She doesn't let me sleep with her nor she let's me talk.

But she's got this scared tone in her accusations and when she gets tired and she rests on me. I fall in love with her over. And I love her even though she's crazy,I find these envious trials rather adorable on her at times. But only at times.

Mahnoor sleeps in a very cute way. She puts her hands under head and she snores softly. And she talks! She talks so grumpily in her sleep that it makes me laugh in the middle of the night.

Even though this whole world would favor Mehreen as her favorite, she might be perfect, she might be considered my firs wife on paper but Mahnoor would be my one and only.

She is angry yet today. Sleeping with all lights off. I gazed at her beautiful face. Her precise jewel like eyes and her delicate nose. Her most deviating lips,her lips that curl into the most breathtaking smile. Her deep dark brown hair,her open waves lusciously shining in the moonlight,moon princess. My moon princess......

I kissed her and she pursed her lips angrily.

"Get out Burhan!" She hissed,

"But how would you wake up then,Sleeping Moon princess"
I teased.

"My prince charming would kiss me,as for you; get out to your frog princess in the next room!" He turned her back on me.

I climbed on the bed and hugged her.

"Burhan! Get out! Dare touch me!" She threatened.

"I am deaf" I announced.

She tired her hardest but she could not free herself. A last she laughed "I hate you Burhan"

"I'm sorry Mahnoor" I said not leaving her from my grip.

The next day I was in Mehreen's room. We have fought even over the room. We fought about that so much that I had to shift half my clothes in Mahnoor's room. Now they go by Mehreen and Mahnoor's room. I have been bankrupted in the case of rooms. I have no room and no one in the house dare call either of those my room cause then we have faces and my baby makes the best faces.

These days Mehreen is acting distant. It's going to happen anyways. I cannot force myself more towards her,I try my best to be fair. I even tell her I love her.

I changed into my pyjamas and as it was Sunday,I went to the hall. I dare be with anyone in the daylight to attract drama for myself. It is too tiring,like my life isn't my life. I am torn into two pieces and they both hate me for it but I'm trying my best,they are too hard to please.

I sat with Mahnoor in the afternoon.

"What did I do now?" I asked as I saw her face down.

"Nothing I'm just worried" she said thinking hard.

"Why!?" I took her finger to caress.

"Because I'm pregnant.." She sated looking in my eyes.

.......... I was...I was happy! I jumped in excitement to my knees.

"Are you serious Noor!" I exclaimed.

"Hmmm" she hummed.

I hit her head "what's to worry about! It's such a good news!!"

My happiness knew no bounds! I was to be a dad!

She now smiled widely "You look immensely happy!"

"I am!" I said kissing her.

"Now I needed no one! Me and daughter would talk out our hearts!" I revealed in gladness.

"You're sure to forget my leftover little existence then" she mummers.

"Yes. Need no one from now" I cautioned her.

"For her too,you're going to need me,at least for rough eight months now" she teased laughing.

"I should tell Ma!" I exclaimed and ran to her but I don't know to tell her this news. Should I be like 'I'll be a dad' or be like 'you'd be a grandma' I can't do this. I walked out.

"Mahnoor,you tell Ma" I requested.

She nodded and now I felt like nothing would ever be bad again, this was my child and I would find all my happiness in her.

Mahnoor's PoV.

God! I'll die with this nausea!

I slept for eight hours straight and my head still hurts!

I told Burhan that I feel ill all day,we will see the doctor tomorrow morning.

This child is my life now,my hope. The news itself have brought such glad tidings and happiness in the surrounding. Everyone's so happy. Except Mehreen of course.

This room now does not seem separated as everyone visits to see me all day. How funny is this also how how weird are these humans.

I love this child dearly and Burhan! Oh he's head over heels already. I want a son,he wants a daughter.

Now I've been taking care of myself and keeping away from bad thoughts but now happiness cradles in a hug.

Next morning,Burhan took me to the hospital to see if the baby was fine.

We went it Dr. Irene and sat inside her room.

The nurse informed us that Dr.Irene wasn't present at the moment and she'll be visiting after a week. Before the nurse completed her statement, a familiar face entered. In a red dress and luscious hair in a blink I recognized her,Fauzia.

Burhan gladly greeted her. The pang was jealousy was still fresh from her. I smiled hardly. I still hate her.

"I'll see her,bring me her notes" she told the nurse.

I refuse to; I thought to myself.

She took me for the sonogram. I was nervously excited. She screened down. A blurring picture flashed on the screen.

"There,the baby" she pointed out.

I looked at Burhan,they way he gazed the screen,emotions standing raw on his face,his honey color eyes shining and sparkling, so engrossed, so in love.....so carefully watching over the screen. How immensely beautiful, how precious!

"Burhan" Fauzia called his attention.

But he was having his moment. She rather laughed.

"Burhan,you're holding him in your eyes! awwww !" She said to him and he shyly smiled looking over to me.

"Have you thought of any name?" She asked.

"Noor; if a girl,Mustafa; If a boy" he said.

We sat in the room later.

"Everything's fine?" He worriedly asked.

"Yeah the baby's fine but take care of Mahnoor she looks weak" she said going across the notes.

"Anything I should specifically do to help" he asked again.

"Oh yeah" she halted keeping down the file. "Take extra care of her,she's conceived in this short period again. She still weak from the abortion,take care of her eati--"

"Abortion? You mean miscarriage!?" He corrected. My heart dropped. Allah please save me!

"Um...ahh...yeah miscarriage" she said confused.

Burhan just snatched the notes while she warned him to do so
I was pale in fright. He read the notes and looked over at me.

"That was an abortion?!" He asked in a whisper,

"....No" I shook my head.

"Don't lie to me Mahnoor!" He slammed the file on the table.

"Please let me explain" I pleaded guilty.

He looked around and his lips pressed,his features hardened.

He bursted out of the door. I followed him swiftly. I kept calling him by ,"Hear me!" When we reached in the lobby he yelled "we had enough sins! Why did you commit such a cold hearted murder! "

"Burhan I Did it for us! Please hear me once!" I pleased him Again as we became the point of attention for people to stare.

"Why should I hear you! You are a murderer!" He pushed me and walked away.

I sat in the car and he was angry like I haven't seen him before,my lord has twisted my life so much that I cannot ever be relieved!