---Hussain's POV ---

One year  later

It was about time that my adoption parents started to treat us right.

I guess all the threats got to them. I had just come home and went to our room.

She's not home yet. That's strange, she's always home from work before I am.

I took my phone and out and realized I saved a gum wrapper in my pocket in case I had to toss out my gum.

I went to the restroom room to toss out the wrapper since our room was a master bedroom.

I didn't even bother throwing it away because what I saw suprised me.

I heard her come into the room.

"Arya! Can you come here?" I asked.

"Uummm absolutely not!" She replied.

I walked out and dragged her.

"What's this?" I asked pointing to the pregnancy test box.

"Woh uuuuuummm that," she was saying but I interuppted her.

"What's the result?" I asked.

"I don't want to say. You seem upset just by that being there," she said.

"No, I'm not upset. I'm suprised," I said.

"Pakka?" She asked and I nodded.

"Now, tell me the result and when did you take it?" I asked.

"I took it yesterday," she said.

"And you didn't tell me?" I asked.

"I wanted to be sure so on the way back home I went to the doctor's today," she said.

"And," I said.

"And I'm pregnant," she said.

I hugged her right away.

"Seriously?" I asked.

"Yes," she said and I kissed her.

"Thank you," I said.

"You don't have to thank me," she said.