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Ruhani POV

After that bathroom romance, he had become a little open, playful and experimental now.

And, I was loving and was enjoying him even more.

"Ruhani,"

Suddenly, he called and I lifted my gaze from the book I was reading sitting in the library. It had been more than twenty-five days since that bathroom thing happened.

"Ji,"

I spoke softly.

And, since then we both have never stopped, be it the bathing room, bedroom, or a quickie, we both were over each other playing like rabbits.

He came close to me with quick steps and sat beside me on the couch.

"Have you bled yet or not?"

He asked and I could see the beads of tension appearing on his forehead.

"No,"

I answered.

"Ohh,"

I hid my smile and asked in a playing and teasing tone.

"Are you worried?"

He lifted his gaze to me and sucked on his lower lip nervously.

"Hell, yes,"

He said and I giggled.

"Hey, I am not pregnant yet,"

I said with a smile and he looked at me.

"But, I am really nervous,"

He said.

And, suddenly my gut twisted and I choked on my own saliva as if I was about to throw up.

I immediately placed my palm over my mouth and my mouth got a bitter taste.

"What happened?"

He asked and I looked at him.

"I need water,"

I said in a slow voice gulping down a little.

I did not know what had suddenly happened to me.

"Here,"

He passed me a glass of water and I slowly had a few sips.

"Are you okay?"

He asked and I nodded.

"Yes, I am absolutely okay,"

I said with a smile and stood up.

"How was your today's meeting?"

I asked standing up to put the books back on the table.

"It was good. But, we are worried about the Sultanates from the south. All the attempts for the establishment of trade contracts seem like failing. I even talked to Rehman Bhaijaan, Haider, Saeed, Abbu and other Sultans about it. But, the situation is wor..s...e...n....i......n...........g. I.........a.....m,"

I remembered listening to him carefully but then suddenly his voice slowed down, and everything turns black.

My head was feeling heavy and my body was suddenly weak. I lifted my heavy lashes only to find out that I was now on my bed and people were around me. The head lady physician sitting beside me, touching my stomach and wrist. I raked my eyes around to him standing beside me, eating his finger worriedly and then his mother, Saeed, Nagina, and a few more people.

And, suddenly the head physician started saying.

"Alamat dekhkar lag raha hai ki khushkhabri hai. Begum Maa Banne wali hai Sultan,"

"On the basis of symptoms, it seems like good news. Begum is expecting the baby soon,"

She said and I immediately looked at him. 

His eyes enlarged and his face turned almost pale. He looked at me and the widest smile appeared on his face.

"What??? Tell me again,"

He said and came closer to sit beside me.

"Begum maa banne wali hai Sultan. Mubarak ho aap abbu banne wale hai,"

"Begum is expecting the baby Sultan. Congratulations you are going to be a father soon,"

She said again and I saw him laughing and having tears in his eyes.

I also smiled looking at him and the physician moved and he sat beside me.

I inhaled a deep breath to sit up and he immediately said.

"No.... No...No, you should take a rest. Lay down,"

And, I laughed.

"I am okay,"

I said and held his shaking fingers.

"Oh My God,"

His mother walked closer to me and looked at me with a huge smile.

"Kya khoon din hai, Allah ne hamari sunli,"

"What a beautiful day, Allah blessed us,"

She said and cupped my cheek to peck her lips on my forehead.

"Ruhani ki nazar utarne ka intzaam karo,"

"Prepare to break the evil's eye off Ruhani,"

She said to the attendees and she laughed with tears in her eyes.

"I am so happy. Finally,"

And, suddenly.

"Yaani, Hum chachajaan banne wale hai,"

"That means, I am going to be an uncle soon,"

Saeed also laughed with joy and I smiled looking at all of them. But, I could feel Aahil's fingers trembling in my hand.

I smiled and looked at Ammijaan with soft eyes. She looked at it for a moment and then understood.

"Ahhh, let her take a rest. You all must leave her alone,"

She said and I saw everyone leaving us alone.

"Hey, Aashiq,"

I called him in a slow voice and he lifted his tearful gaze from my stomach to my face. I smiled looking at him and slowly brought her trembling fingers to my belly.

He burst into cries the moment he touched my belly.

"I am sorry, I am so sorry,"

He said and I got tears in my eyes seeing him.

He shifted closer and caressed my stomach and smiled with the tears.

"My baby,"

He said and I smiled looking at him and replying.

"Yes, your baby,"

He chuckled and leaned in closer to kiss my forehead. He stayed there like there for some time, staring at my stomach, caressing my belly and I just saw him crying and smiling together.

I forwarded my hands to cup his cheeks and kissed his forehead.

"You will be the best father in the whole world,"

I said and he looked at me with tears.

I washed tears off his cheeks and said.

"Do you want to welcome our baby like this?"

He shook his head and immediately brought me close for a hug.

I hugged him back and caressed the back of his head.

He calmed down a little before I released the hug.

I smiled and moved my feet to stand and he immediately said.

"What are you doing? You should take a rest,"

His voice held authority and care altogether.

I furrowed my eyebrows and said.

"We still have nine months. I cannot rest all the time, also I want a healthy and active child like his father, not a lazy one,"

He held my hand and made me sit back.

"Nooo... we cannot take any risk. You should rest. Tell me what do you need?"

I inhaled a deep breath and looked at him.

"I need to walk,"

He made a face like he was not enough convinced.

"A walk? You will walk in pregnancy?"

He asked.

And, now I grew a little impatient.

"Yes, I will walk and do everything like I usually do,"

I said and he just stared blankly at me.

"But, how can you walk in such a condition?"

He asked and I stood up from the bed. I took my steps forward and moved from the bed to the couch.

"Like this,"

He furrowed his brow and still did not look convinced.

"My suggestion is that you should lie down and rest,"

And, I laughed looking at him.

"Aashiq,"

"What?"

He asked and I just shook my head slowly not believing him.

And, this was just the starting.

This man had irritated me to the core. Each morning starts with 'take rest' and his evening ends with 'take rest'. 

While I was feeling absolutely fine and healthy in the early days of my pregnancy. He started to look pale and sick. He was constantly worried about me. He would taste all my food and water before giving it to me. He would personally check all the things that I was using and even after so many requests, he was constantly taking extra care of me. 

Three months into pregnancy and I had seen how crazy he was about my health. Even if I sneeze, he looks like getting sick. If I change my sleeping position, he would immediately look up and see me with the same question. 'Are you okay?'

Even after my so much effort and request, I could not convince him that I was absolutely okay and fine and healthy.

And, the situation got no better even after two months into the pregnancy.

"Ruhani, are you okay?"

Suddenly, he asked lifting his face from the pillow in the middle of the night.

I inhaled a deep breath and looked at him.

"No, I am feeling needy right now,"

He looked at me with the biggest shock I had ever seen on his face.

"Whattttttt?"

I straightened myself and said.

"Yes, I am feeling horny,"

He looked at me and straightened himself too.

He touched my head and checked my temperature.

"Why? Are you sick?"

I immediately slapped his hand.

"No, I am not sick,"

I said and he immediately collected me in his arms and lay behind me, 

Spooning me with care and affection and placing his hand on my belly, he started caressing the belly with care.

I held his hand and moaned in a slow voice.

"Aahil, I need you, please,"

I said in a slow voice and he lifted his face to look at me.

Kissing my forehead lovingly he said.

"I do not want to take any chance,"

I exhaled a deep breath and closed my eyes understanding.

Now, my belly started growing day by day and from the beginning of my six months I started feeling the movements of my baby.

"Ahhhhhh,"

I softly cried feeling the side of my big belly stretching.

He immediately looked at me while I was walking in the chamber.

"What happened?"

He immediately asked and helped me to sit on the bed.

"I think the baby kicked,"

I said and he looked at me with big shocked eyes.

"Whatttt? Why???? How????? Are you okay?"

And, I the baby kicked again.

"Ahh,"

I immediately straightened my back and looked at him with shock.

"Again!"

And, he came closer to me and placed his hand on my belly.

And, the baby kicked again.

"OHHHH MYYYYY GODDDDDD!"

He screamed and dramatically pressed his hand on his the side of his head.

And, I laughed.

"Why are you laughing? We should call the physician,"

He said immediately touching my shoulder and I lay laughing on the bed.

"Oh My God, Aashiq. Look at your face! It is normal, the baby kicks, the baby moves in the womb,"

I said and he furrowed his brows.

"Really?"

And, I laughed nodding.

His shock soon faded away and he kept his hand on my belly again.

And, suddenly smiled.

"Yes, the baby is kicking, I think he likes me,"

And, I immediately corrected him.

"The baby loves you and his mother also loves you so much. You take such good care of us," 

He smiled even more and I kissed his forehead.

"See, I am doing fine,"

He nodded and said.

"You should sleep now,"

I nodded and lay on my right side. He adjusted the soft cotton pillow under my belly and then laid behind me. Pulling the comforters up, he covered me which I threw away.

"I feel hot,"

I complained and he put the comforters on my belly now.

"I know you feel hot, you feel mad, you feel angry, you feel sad and a thousand other emotions but it is for the baby, dear Ammijaan,"

He said and I immediately smiled.

"Ammijaan, the baby will call me Ammijaan, Aahil,"

And, he also smiled.

"Yes, he will,"

He kissed my forehead beautifully.

Time kept passing and another two months. Now, my situation had worsened. As my belly grew more in the last two months, my back started hurting, and my knees and legs also started hurting. I gained weight and lost so much of my hair. Now, my steps were turned like penguin steps and I was mostly out of breath. 

"Careful,"

Aahil said walking with me in the garden at the night. The physician had advised me to walk the much as I could.

I held his hand tightly as we walked hand in hand. As my ninth month of pregnancy started, I was told to walk even more, and have much of ghee and oil.

My hand were caressing my belly. The baby was a very active and energetic one. I could feel him moving inside my belly all the time, sometimes his head to the left, sometimes to the right, sometimes up and sometimes down and about urine. 

I was spending the most time in the bathing room, peeing all the time.

"Aahil, pata hai aap bahut ache Abbu banenge,"

"Aahil, you will make a great father,"

He chuckled a little and held my hand tightly.

"Only time will tell,"

I smiled and said.

"I know,"

And, suddenly, I wanted to pee again.

"Ahh, I need to pee,"

There was immediate pressure and I started walking fastly. But, my knees hurt and he said.

"Wait,"

He took me to the corner of the garden in the middle of the night and said.

"You pee here, I am watching around,"

My cheeks blushed but there was an urgent need.

"Here?"

I asked.

He nodded and held both of my hands tightly when I pulled my open and long gown up.

"Ahhhh,"

I squatted down a little while he held me tightly to protect me from me falling and I peed.

The consequences of being pregnant. 

"Oh Baby, see what your mother has to do for me,"

I said in a slow voice and Aahil helped me lower my gown.

"Feeling better?"

He asked and I nodded.

"Very much,"

Ten days into the ninth month of pregnancy and I gained even more weight.

I was sleeping peacefully in the middle of the night, Aahil spooning me comfortably and sleeping too. 

And, suddenly I started feeling a little unwell. 

I felt wetness in my inner thighs and I immediately opened my eyes and took to my hands to the core.

I was leaking.

"Aahil,"

I said in a slow voice and he immediately opened his eyes looking at me.

And, suddenly a sharp pain started in my stomach.

"Aahhhhhhhhh,"

I cried palming my belly.

"Ruhaniiiiiii,"

Aahil immediately stood up and called.

"Someone call the physicians and attendees,"

He touched my cheek and held my hand immediately.

"Hey, calm down, breathe,"

And, suddenly, the pain increased and turned unbearable in just a few moments.

"Aaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,"

I cried insanely, tears rolled through my eyes and the door of the chamber opened.

Suddenly, I found myself surrounded by my mother-in-law, physicians and attendees.

"Aahaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,"

The pain increased in my body. Sweatbeats started to form on my forehead and I looked at Aahil, hovering over me slightly, making me look at his face.

"Breathe, breathe, my jaan,"

He said and I pouted my mouth, exhaling deeply.

"Aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh,"

I cried.

"Begum, try to push, the baby is about to come,"

I shake insanely when the physician said it.

I felt Aahil touching my forehead, caressing me, my hand fisted his hand, tightly, collecting all my courage to push.

"Aahhahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,"

I cried insanely, I felt like skin and core tearing apart, something stuck.

"I can see the head, push more,"

The physician said and I held my breath.

"You can do it,"

I looked at Aahil. His face spoke strength, not a single tear in his eyes.

"Breath,"

He said.

Just by looking at him, I could feel collecting strength. I nodded and inhaled deeply to give another strong push.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa,"

I cried.

It was so painful that I felt like dying right now.

"Good, very good, breathe,"

He kept speaking, kept building courage, kept telling me sweet things and doing a great job in distracting my attention often from the pain.

"Begum, push, the head is coming, one strong push,"

The physician said and I nodded looking at her.

Aahil kissed my sweaty forehead and I inhaled deeply to prepare myself for another strong push.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,"

I cried insanely and pushed with all my force and the baby came out.

The physician held him and said.

"Congratulations, Sultan and Begum, it's a boy,"

I felt like passing out but then suddenly heard the cries of my newborn boy, I felt goosebumps and shivers all over my body.

And, I looked at Aahil bursting into silent cries. Tears rolled down his eyes.

Here, the physician brought me the baby and I shook my head.

"Give him to the father first,"

Aahil took him carefully in his arms. And, looking at him, tears rolled down my eyes.

"Aaaaaaauauuuuauauaaaaaaaaaaaaammmmamamaaaaa,"

The baby was crying with high intensity and he looked at me.

"He is crying. What do I do?"

I chuckled a little and the attendees helped me straighten up a little.

He carefully handed me the baby and I looked at him. He was so small, with bright skin, closed eyes and a bald head with just a little hair on the head. I smiled looking at him crying with all his energy and suddenly the physician.

"You should feed the baby, Begum,"

I nodded and looked at my mother-in-law sitting beside me. She helped me massage my breast a little to bring the milk and help in feeding the baby.

He struggled to even take my nipple in his little mouth. 

I looked at Aahil looking at me and I took my hand to hold his hand to bring it under the baby.

I pressed my back against his chest and he looked at the baby. 

He started to suckle on my nipple and we both peacefully saw him having his first feeding.

"I love you, baby,"

Suddenly, I giggled as Aahil muttered it in my ear lovingly.

"Rahil,"

I said.

"Rahil Ibrahim Ali Khan,"

He smiled and muttered.

"Rahil, beautiful and thoughtful name, I must say,"

I nodded and just by looking at him.

I felt complete.

No one slept that night. It was like suddenly a festival happened in the Sultanate. Everyone went crazy, especially my father Sultan Rafiq Sulaiman.

They arrived early in the morning.

"Ruhaniiiiiii,"

He called me entering into my chamber. 

"Hum Naanujaan ban gaye, Allah tera shukar hai... kaha hai hamari jaan,"

"Thank you, Allah, I have become grandfather... where is my baby?"

He said spreading his arms wide and looking at him, Aahil stepped down from the bed.

He immediately came close to me and looked at the baby in my arms.

"Abbu, Rahil,"

I said looking at him and he pecked my forehead with love.

"May God bless you with all my happiness,"

He said.

I gave the baby to him and he looked at him taking him into his arms carefully.

"My Goodness,"

He said.

"And suddenly my mother also came inside.

"Kyu janab, bhaage bhaage chale aaye, hume akela chodkar,"

"You came leaving me alone, why,"

My mother walked towards us and pecked my forehead.

"Ma banne ki khushi bahut bahut Mubarak ho Ruhani,"

"Very very congratulations for becoming mother, Ruhani,"

I smiled and replied.

"Shukriya, Ammijaan,"

"Thank you, Ammijaan,"

She smiled and looked at my father.

"Laiye, hume bhi dijiye,"

"Come on, give me now,"

She said and my father looked at her.

"You are in the Queue Begum,"

And, then suddenly my brother arrived.

"Where is my Nephew?"

He came with almost fifteen attendees holding so many gifts in their hands.

He came running to Aahil and hugged him tightly.

"Ohhhh man, you did it... I mean, congratulations,"

He said and Aahil laughed.

"Thank you so much,"

Then, my father gave the baby to my mother and walked towards Aahil.

They both hugged each other and my father patted his shoulder.

"Congratulations, Aahil, I am so happy for you,"

He timidly thanked him and I looked at my mother looking at the baby with tears in her eyes.

"Bache kese bade ho jaate hai pata hi nahi chalta,"

"We do not realise when children grow up,"

And, I smiled.

A wave of happiness was there everywhere and then suddenly Aahil clapped twice to call an attendee and said.

"Aaj se saat din tak Sultanate ki khazane khol do, jisko jo jo jarurat hai sab do, saat din ka khana saari awaam ke liye hamari se,"

"Open the doors to the Sultanate's treasures, give anything they ask for, Seven days treat for everyone from my side,"

I could see his happiness. He was on cloud nine now.

Finally, I could see the complete Aahil Aashiq Ibrahim Khan. A Sultan once again a Sultan.

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