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Ruhani POV

"So, when can I see my grandchild?"

She asked and my heart beats accelerated quickly. Nervously, I looked at him to answer something but he just stood there with a smile looking at me to have an answer from me.

What? How would I know when would we have the baby?

His grandmother looked at both of them staring at each other. Mine gaze was holding an are-you-serious look and he was telling me I-want-baby.

"It seems like soon,"

I turned back to look at her and just lowered my gaze.

"So, Aahil where are the others?"

She asked looking at him and he tried to hide his long wide smile.

"Umm, Jadda, Ammi, Saeed, and Adeena went to a wedding in Ayzal Sultanate,"

"Thank God,"

She exclaimed and sat on the bed.

"So, Ruhani, come and sit with me,"

She asked patting the bed beside her and I looked at Sultan. He lightly nodded and I moved forward to sit beside her.

"How is everything going?"

She asked and I looked at Shaheen. She also looked at her and asked.

"You also sit here,"

"Yes, your highness,"

Shaheen said and took a seat on the couch.

"And, you, Aahil, cannot you leave your wife alone for some time?"

He gave a frustrated look for a moment and I could sense what he had said without voice. His grandmother ruined his Honeymoon plan.

I tried to compress my smile he exclaimed.

"And, you want grandchildren,"

His grandmother laughed and he left the chamber leaving me alone.

"So, tell me Ruhani, how does your mother-in-law behave with you?"

I looked at Shaheen with an uncomfortable look and she translated for me.

"Very well, She behaves very well and is very loving,"

She gulped and looked at me.

"Adeena wrote me a letter and called me here. She told me everything going on in here,"

I blinked nervously as I did not what to say.

"Your mother-in-law is a no-enemy woman. She is actually a strong one. It's just the time and tragedies that had stoned her heart for everyone. And it is quite understandable as she lost her husband even before she could know him well enough. She bore his children and was so innocent when he died. Just like you, she was this small, innocent woman unknown to the harsh world. And, when suddenly Ibrahim passed we all went into shock, especially her. She did not know what to do or whom to trust. A few proposals were received from a few Sultans of others Sultans to bend the knee in front of them and accept one of them as her husband. But, she was loyal to Ibrahim and her children. She did not want all this hard work of Ibrahim to go in vain. You just have to give her a little time. Her words might be harsh but trust me she can not harm you or she can not even harm rabbits. She just looks horrible but still my little and innocent daughter-in-law from inside and scared of this harsh world,"

She finished and I gulped understanding her. She was right. She was old and she held vaster experience than I did. And, whatever she said made sense about the Sultan's mother. But, if this was the case then I could not think she was also aware of Rabia's doings in the Sultanate. It all seems like she blindly trusted her with the work of the Sultanate. 

"And, it is also because of a stupid girl she wants Aahil to marry,"

I chuckled looking at her the way she called Rabia stupid.

"Honestly, I do not like her at all. She seems like too aunty to my Aahil,"

I laughed even harder.

"But, you seem perfect,"

She said and a long, real-time passed in talking with her. She filled me with her young age memories. How her husband won this Sultanate and conducted its affairs. How she was so naive when she was married. 

I just listened carefully and we ate together. 

It almost turned midnight and her stories were still not stopping. Suddenly she asked.

"Why do not you sleep with me tonight?"

She asked and I blinked trying to keep my smile on my face. Sleep with her?

But, all I could do was nod.

"Great,"

I helped her change into comfortable clothes when it was time to go to bed. She was really old and it was pretty difficult for her to even walk. Her face was bright yet had wrinkles from her experience. 

"Thank you, child,"

She said as I smiled pulling the comforter over her body.

"Ruhani,"

She called and I looked at her.

"I once met your mother. She is from Hind, right?"

She asked and I nodded.

"You know she wears this long skirt and blouse with a dupatta. The dress is really pretty. You do not have such dresses?"

She asked and I smiled nodding slightly.

"You have?"

I nodded again and looked at Shaheen to translate.

"Your highness, Begum is asking if you want any pair for you?"

She laughed.

"Noooooo, I am so old to show my huge belly to the old men. You naughty child,"

She said tapping on my hand and I laughed too.

"I want to see you in one of those dresses. Maybe tomorrow. Is it fine?"

She asked and I nodded immediately.

"Come sleep with me,"

She said looking at the other side of the bed.

I nodded and walked around to turn off all the light lamps. When I moved closer to the lamp near the entrance I looked at Sultan standing against the wall and looking at me with crossed hands.

He lifted his eyebrows at me questioning what the hell was happening.

He was hiding from his grandmother and I gave him an I-do-not-know look.

"Ruhani,"

The grandmother called and I looked at him when he frustratingly tapped his hand against his forehead. His face was clearly frustrated and irritated to the core.

I saw him leaving me alone whispering good night slowly.

I walked back to her and lay on the other side of the side. The chamber turned dark and she talked a little more before falling asleep and started snoring.

The snoring was slow initially but with the passage of time, its intensity and noise increased making me extremely uncomfortable. It was passed midnight and sleep was nowhere to be found.

I wanted to go back to my chamber, to him. But, he left me alone here with her.

Urghhhh. I will kill him.

I sighed and looked in her direction. Her mouth was open and snoring long.

"Urghhhhhhhuuuuuuuuuggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhh,"

She was deep into her sleep and I could not help and stand up from there.

I wanted to run.

If she would not find me in her bed early morning. I would just say that I woke up in the early morning. That was it.

I slowly without making any noise sneaked out of his chamber.

I walked back towards mine and looked at the open doors of my chamber. I stepped into it and closed the door behind me slowly. I raked my eyes around the chamber which had dim lighting to find my dear Shauhar.

There he was. Lying on the bed and enjoying a book. 

I walked closer to him and looked at him completely indulged in the book, without his kurta and not even noticing his wife.

Great!

He left me there alone with his grandmother and here enjoying his night.

I picked up the pillow off the bed and used all my strength to hit his face hard with it.

His body jerked and he looked at me suddenly.

"Whatttttttttt?"

He asked and looked at me with shock.

"You here? I thought you slept,"

He said innocently and closed his book, keeping it aside.

There was silence for a few moments and I sat on the edge of the bed clearly looking tired.

"Hey, you look tired,"

He said and shifted a little closer. I pulled my dupatta down first. And, then started taking off my jewelry. Yes, I was tired. Tired as hell.

"Thank god you slept in the afternoon,"

He said and I looked at him angrily.

Seriously.

He was hiding his laughter behind and forwarded his hand asking me.

"Let me help,"

I sighed with frustration and gave him my wrist. He straightened himself a little and helped me take off my jewelry. The bangles, the rings, the necklace, the anklets, the earrings, the headpiece. There was so much. 

"Here, water,"

He said passing me a glass of water from the side table. I took it and drank.

"I hope she did not bore you,"

His tongue dripped clear sarcasm and I shot an angry glare at him.

He chuckled and laid back on the bed. I stood up and put my jewelry on the side table. I looked at my night dress kept on the couch. I looked at him as he must have taken it out for me.

I walked towards the couch, pulling the knots of my Kurti open behind my back to loosen. I pulled it swiftly from my head removing it. I was wearing my white long undergarment as usual and he had seen more than enough to be ashamed of.

I pulled the knot of my sharara too and it fell to my knees. My undergarment was ending mid-thighs and I just walked towards the bed feeling extremely tired to sleep.

I saw him watching me as I walked around the bed to undo the curtains.

His eyes shamelessly scanning my legs and bare arms.

Climbing on the bed by putting my knees one by one I pulled the comforter to cover my body.

He immediately collected me in his embrace and I finally felt better. It was a long and tiring day.

I felt him circling my waist comfortably and putting his cheek close to my head as he was lying behind me and I was facing the other direction to him. I felt his naked warm chest against my back through the thin fabric and it immediately soothed my body.

I was tired of talking. I had not talked this much to anyone in my whole life. But, I liked her grandmother a really lot. I found my Badi Ammi in her. She was exactly like her mother.

Yeah, they were mother and daughter because my Badi Ammi Zeenat was the real sister of his father.

"Mehram,"

He called lazily close to my ear and I caressed his hand that was over my waist.

"I never felt this happy in my whole life,"

He muttered extremely slowly only audible to me and I turned myself a little. I laid on my back and he shifted a little closer slightly hovering over me. His hand was beside my chest and I looked into his eyes tiredly.

I could not stop myself from pecking his lips adoringly and with care. But, the small peck soon converted into an intense kiss as he placed his other hand below my neck and lifted it to angle it for him.

The kiss drove me crazy, reminding me of all the moments when I felt sensations and sparks running along my blood. And, our half-naked touching bodies were doing nothing good about the feelings.

He broke the kiss and we both panted lightly.

"I think you need rest,"

He stated resisting him.

I felt offended by his words. I did not need rest. I want him. I wanted all of him, more of him. And, knowing soon he would have to leave Sultanate for some days, I was craving for him even more badly.

I moved his hand from my waist to my core. Where I felt his finger magical before.

But, he stopped before touching me there and asked.

"Are you sure?"

I nodded and I saw him sucking his lower lip tensely.

He brought his hand close to my mouth. Tracing my lips with his thumb, he asked me slowly.

"Open your mouth,"

I obeyed like a good girl and he pushed his finger inside my mouth. I felt nervous, excited, loved, and played.

He took out his finger and moved his hand to the south. I felt him touching me there and I shivered.

He inhaled a deep breath and looked at me.

"It will hurt, Meharban. We have already done it two times straig-"

I cut him off by claiming his lips and pushed him below me turning myself up. My hand reached to his lower in urgency and I felt his hand busy pushing my hair away from my face. My lips claimed his as I sucked him closely and more.

I pushed my hand inside his lower and he inhaled a sharp breath feeling my hand around his manhood.

I firmly held him and stroked. My heartbeats raced insanely and I felt his body temperature rising a little. The moment of heat challenged my sanity as I moved my hand along his shaft.

"Stop, Ruhani,"

He suddenly said and held my wrist to stop.

"You will get tired and you need rest. I know your body is talking otherwise. Mine too. But love, you will get insanely sore after it,"

He said and I listened to his slow voice. I pulled my hand from his lower and playfully slapped his cheek.

A caring beast!

His face moved sideward a little with the loving slap and I laid back on the bed.

He smiled and I saw his face changing as he suddenly pushed me down under him.

"You want it badly?"

He asked and I nodded after a moment of silence.

He touched his forehead with mine and teasingly leaned into my ear.

"You have a day. Earn it and you will be pleased beyond imagination,"

He looked back at me and my eyebrows thinned and my cheeks blushed. And then I smiled.

"Challenge accepted?"

He asked and I nodded.

He smiled and caressed my cheek.

"Now, be a good girl and sleep tight. My Grandmother would not spare you for me even for a moment. She just keeps talking when she likes someone,"

He said irritatingly and I pulled myself a little up to kiss his cheek.

He smiled and placed his head over my midriff. I moved my hand to his hair and we both slept in just a few moments.


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