Barq couldn’t digest the fact that he was married to a girl who never knew what is VIRGINITY! She swiftly slip from his hold and typing something OK her phone she smartly skipped to their room. He couldn’t help but sigh. But here, Noya’s heart was beating wild. Her heart was beating wildly, her cheeks turned red. She thanked the good lord for skip of her tongue that made him belive her lie, of what is VIRGINITY.

"Thank you God, I lied" she mumbled as her heart beated loud enough to be heared by her own ears.

She heard his footsteps coming closer to the room. She gasped dramatically and quickly looked here and there like Jerry looks here and there when Tom comes to attack. She slipped into the duvet. Ready to avoid his presence. But would that help? That was the only question making her creep out.

As barq entered the room, his eyes ranked around the room. A sigh escaped his lips when he saw his wife hiding like a child. Indeed she was a child, yet.

Shaking his head at her drama, he entered the room. Locking the door behind. Before he could respond to her antics, his phone ranged. A smile graced his lips. But the moment he answered the call. His eyes widened with worry and shock.

Noya, waiting for him to say or pull away the duvet. Couldn’t help but peek. She pouted at his standing sight, seems like he was freeze. She blinked her eyes, waiting for him cutely. He groaned, at the call and mumbled, "get his son to my mansion. We will lock after him, until Rayhan is back with good health" noya couldn’t help and quickly stood up on her feet stumbled and landed on his back.

Barq closed his eyes with pure frustration, as she was indeed a complete trouble. As he looked over his shoulder, with death glare. He found her innocently making cute faces. "I just tripped" she shrugged.

"That’s what is your signature entry, Noya" He said sweetly yet making her pout.

Ending up a call with a hmm. He turned to her. Who was waiting for his attention. While her eyes demanding the talk. Spill the talk.

"My friend, Rayhan Sultan is admitted to the hospital. He suffered a heart attack" He whispered looking directly into her eyes. She gasped and mumbled, "may Allah grant him health and make it easy for his family" to which he replied, "ameen"

"I asked his cousin to drop his 3 years old son here. Until bhabi, will take care of him. Is it OK with you?" He asked completely forgetting her consent before. "Of course, Sir" she nodded agreeing.

"Can you please make a coffee for me? My head is aching" He grumbled as his eyes said the same thing with much pain. She nodded and quickly speeded downstairs. He worridly called, "don't trip"

"I will not" she replied.

Making a strong and a quick coffee. She again speeded upstairs. Offering his coffee. She asked, "can I give you a head massage? It will help you alot" He agreed without any denial. She scooted herself on the bed, motioning him to lay into her lap. He softly placed his head on her lap. Her fingers brushed through his soft hair. A smile captured her lips, his hair seems to be more soft, shiny than her.

He closed his eyes feeling the weight lifted off his shoulders. Her fingers moved softly and effectively. "Why don't you visit your friend's family?" She questioned softly.

"I will, once Hubaab gets back from his college. Than I will leave" He groaned, feeling better.

She nodded understanding. After few minutes when he was completely relaxed. She remained glued to her place. As he was in light slumber. Meanwhile Amayra came giggling about something and gasped loudly waking up her daddy. "Daddy! That's my place. No one can sleep on mommy's lap. Ever" she says in a commanding tone.

Barq flinched and woke up. The two exchanged looks at her words. Barq sighed and with heavy voice, he asked, "What about your baby brother or sister?" That made Noya’s eyes widened. She lightly hits his shoulder. Making him shrug.

Amayra squealed and with big doe eyes she asked, "am I going to be big sister? Shall I announce granny?" She asked with complete excitement.

"No way!" The two yelled with much quick tone. That made little Amayra get scared. Barq chuckled and scooped her in his arms and layed back on Noya’s lap. It was completely a family moment. Noya smile wholeheartedly.

"Not this soon Amor, good things takes time. Right Noya?" Asked Barq with intense gaze. That made her heart flutter. She nodded with smile. "Yes"

Amayra pouted and agreed. "You know daddy, I want a doll. A new one" she demanded making her parents nod. "And daddy you know what? I want to that" she says thinking hard.

"What baby?" Her father asked being curious. Noya mentally prayed, that she won't say anything that embrass her that too infront of him.

"I want to be a doctor! And help mommy to get baby out of her belly" and Barq broke up into fits of laughter. Noya gasped and pushed him off her lap. He laughed more, he quickly held her wrist. Pulling her back, "Mommy, u need to stay. Don't run away" He teased making her huff her cheeks.

"You two are impossible. I don't want to anything" she whined covering her ears. That made barq and Amayra exchange looks and the two smirked. And next, the whole mansion heard Noya laughing hard. As they tickled her.

"Nooo! Haaahahha" she laughed. Amayra laughed too. Barq's heart was at peace for a while. He could die for this momemt.

"Daddy kiss mommy" Amayra demanded as Barq kissed her cheeks.

Noya’s smile vanished, Amayra giggled more and sat in between the two. "Common daddy my eyes are closed" she demanded making the two chuckled.

"Can I?" His tongue slipped without his permission.

She blushed at the moment, "of course, say yes mommy" Amayra cheered more. Noya’s eyes met his intense yet teasing gaze. "You two are impossible and stubborn. Let me go" she shook her head at their antics.

Barq tightened his hold around her wrist and pulled her softly, brushing off her baby hairs away, he whispered softly, "you didn't answered me yet, wifey" He asked in his deep gruffy voice.

"Not everything is granted for free, hubby. You need to earn and prove your efforts" she answered innocently battling her eyelashes. She too played along.

"Is that soo? Than get ready, wifey"

He smiled ear to ear. Before she could disappear, he kissed her forehead. And watched her walking out with giggles. He smiled more today.

--

Assalamualaikum/ hey 👋
Hope you are doing well 😊
Do vote comment and follow. Rayhan and Barq will be collaborating in tye next chapter. 🎈