The party wasn't what she had expected, how she dressed up and how the others were completely different. She stands out in them, looking weird in her eyes. Had she knew this type of place existed in karachi, she would've never came! It was overcrowded as usual, but it contains people that were dressed in short dresses! Women's were barely covering their legs, their stomach and it was making her sick! Now she wasn't that bad or judgy to judge them.

It was just, she has never seen this type of atmosphere, it was honestly disturbing for her, but what disturbed her more was, the girls, barely covered, hovering over her flirty ass husband, as he chatted with them and gave them his dimple smile.

He changes alot! Now you see, how he was over her, having his ways with her lips and how he is here, talking or smirking, smiling at them like he know them all. He was sure a flirty man! A lier he was!

However, arsal was having fun seeing the emotions passing on her face, she would flare her nose in jealousy when she would see him smiling not at her,. Abeer had opted to stay away from the girls and him, and that gave him the chance to tease her, his wife that was being jealous.

He was honestly cringing while doing this act, but his wife's face was worth seeing, especially when she's all red in anger, hand tied Infront of her, feet thumping against the floor and eyes glaring at everyone.

While he was enjoying tormenting the girl, he saw some one approaching her. He tensed up, he saw another man, much older, almost in his late thirties standing beside abeer, who was still hard glaring.

He saw the man say something, then forward his hands towards her, who just looked at it before looking away, arsal all being danced in proud. But then the man chuckled and tried to step closer only for her to step away.

Arsal could see the man ego bruising. His eyes turned hard as he saw the man angrily whispering something in Abeer's direction, making her say something before she glared at him and turned away. The man had however chuckled while shaking his head and tried grabbing her arm, arsal was hot on his heel as he made his way to her, but stopped in between when a slap echoed in room, that had turned silent.

His Eyes shone brightly as he stared at his wife in awe and in proud. He made his way towards her, who was shaking in anger "how dare you touch me! You kutta gawar, I'll rip your hairs apart and will gauge your Eyes out! Kanche khelungi inse mai" she screamed.

(Dog, idiot)
(I'll play pebbles with your eyes!)

Arsal held her closer, and glared at the man, who was drowning in shame and embarrassment " Touch her, You wont see another day, Mark. My. Words."  Abeer looked up at him, he was extremely angry, red eyes, red ears that steamed smoke. She gently grabbed his jaw to make him look at her, grazing her nails against his beard she said " chalen?" He nodded and pulled her.
(Lets go?)

Not before giving the signal to someone, who was sure what he had to do, cut the man's hand! Arsal sat in the car, Beside abeer, he wasn't angry, but he was happy that his wife fear no one, but maybe that's not what she was thinking as she spoke "mai.. Maine kuch nhi kia tha! Wo aya tha pass mere! Sorry apki celebration kharab kardi!"

(I didn't... didn't do anything, he was coming near me! Sorry I had ruined your celebration!)

He looked at her in amusement. His wife was idiot. he has come to believe now! " Pagal ho? Mujhe to aj raat ko neend hi nhi aegi khushi mai soch kar k meri abeer sabse bahadur hai! K tumhe kisi ki protection nhi chahiye" her shocked eye's meet his.

(Are you mad? I'll not sleep whole night in happiness that my abeer is bravest and that she doesn't need anyone's protection!)

He stopped the car and gently held her one hand" mai aj khush hun! Kabhi aisa nhi sochna k tum se pehle kuch ata hai meri zindagi mai! Tum meri khaas ho abeer!" She smiled nervously" Thank you?" Her questionable tone had him laughing. He leaned forward to peck on her lips suddenly, making her shock before saying.

(I am happy, never think anyone come before you! You are my special abeer!)

" Now, khana?" She nodded and pouted she didn't eat any food, he also nodded and unbuckled his seat belt and said " okay ajao!" She looked outside to see the door of macdonald's, oh? She once again rethink of her decision, Is she really married to him? Is he her husband? Her heart had soared again with the feeling! She seems lucky! Her future seems lucky!

(Food?)
(Okay come!)
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Five months after.....

"Mujhe samajh nhi ati tumhari aik to! Had karti ho tum larki! Pregnant ho, dhiyan rakha karo na apna, aise nange pair kon ghumta hai ghar mai" cried out Dua, to his bahu who was caught red handed stealing something from kitchen late at night.

(I don't understands you! You crosses the limits girl! You are pregnant and who roam around without slippers?)

That too, bare feet. How this girl doesn't know how important it is for her to rest, yet here she is! Being impossibly idiot.

"Magar...magar Ice cream?" The innocence with which azia pointed towards ice cream was alot for Dua to take, she sighed at her own self to melt at that kitten face, she held azia face gently in between her palm, before squeezing her cheeks. "meri jaan, apke andar bhi do jaan hai! Jisko dard hota hai jab ap apna khayal nhi rakhti!" Azia rolled her eyes.

(But...but Ice cream?)
My love,you also have two life's in you, that hurts them when you don't take care of yourself!)

She was tired of everyone telling her to take care of babies? Like she's not human but monkey who will kill her own babies, Azia knows how to take care of her babies but everyone pointing it out for her to care for them, forgetting she's the one handling pain but not the other way around was making her mad.

"Kuch nhi hota inhen ammi! Mai rakh rahi hun khayal" Dua, didn't understand the bitter tone azia had used, and left the matter saying" bathe raho idhar, mai arahi hun chappal lekar tumhari " azia could only watch in helplessness as everyone fussed around her for babies.

(Nothing us happening to them ammi! I am taking care of them!)
(Sit there! I'll come after getting your chappal!)

Was it okay for her to say she's not liking the feeling of being mother now? That she's feeling tired carrying two humans in herself? That she doesn't like when her husband would held her tummy and would caress it all night rather than to talk to her? That her husband talk with their babies is irritating?

Azia was tired! She's only going to be a mother but that doesn't mean everyone should forget she needs attention too, We believe the connection of babies is with mother but sometimes the mother needs attention too.

Ayaan was sleeping, when he couldn't feel the warmth of his five months old pregnant wife! He immediately opened his eyes to find his wife missing.  He went downstairs hurriedly to see his wife sitting on the kitchen Counter eating Ice cream direct from the box. .

How did she came downstairs? What if she had slipped? What if something happened to his babies again? And she's sitting ON the counter? This girl is irresponsible and his Anger increase more when he see how she was bare feet! "Azia!" His booming voice made her flinch, the spoon in her hand fall down, she glared at him and stepped down carelessly giving him another of a heart attack, and bent down, and groaned in pain.

Ayaan alertedly went towards her and held her up, glaring at her, making her cower back " had karti ho la parwahi ki bhi! Pata nhi kyun itni pagal ho tum" he rambled, she narrowed her eyes at him as he examined her, searching for any injury on her, like she's a five year's old.

(You cross the limits of irresponsibility! Dont know why are you so mad!)

"Agar kuch hojata bachon ko to? Abhi bhi marne ka irada hai inhen" something broke in her, she only looked at him with tears in her eyes. Her throat clogged with tear's that she fought to push back. She let him pick her up, carefully as he gazed at her stomach with utmost care.

(What if something had happened to babies? Still wanna kill them?)

"Bache thik hain!" She whispered in his ear, he only turned around to look at her with hard gaze. " Chup karo tum! Gussa or na dilao mujhe!" She sniffled and kept quite until he laid her on the bed.

(Babies are okay)
(Shut up you! Don't anger me more!)

Before picking up the tube from the side table " kahan dard hua tha? Jab jhuki thi" she timidly pointed towards her lower stomach, his Eyes turned more hard as he glared at her intently.

(Where did it hurt? When you bent down?)

Her stomach was swollen now, ofcourse she was five months into pregnancy and her babies are two that are hyper baby, she would be feeling pain alot, in these months and ayaan had been the most possessive but never with her but to his babies.

Ayaan, was more protective towards this pregnancy, his wife had lost alot and he never wanted her to feel the pain, and he took care of her Along with his family but their way of showing care had hurt azia more then once.

And him asking her if she would kill her child had stabbed thousands of needles in her heart, she was unaware of this feeling, she felt jealous with her own baby! How could she? They are her's too! Is it even normal?

Jealousy is a response to a perceived threat to an important relationship. Part of our feeling of who we are comes from how others treat us, and when one special person seems to shift that treatment to someone else it is normal to feel insecurity and a loss of identity.

Yet she doesn't know that, she gazed at ayaan who was still in anger was applying the cream gently on her, her heart soared in love more, atleast he cared for his childs! Even if he had stopped caring for her.

Part of herself wanted him to realize she's the same azia, his Zia, his that women that had seen alot with him, the same Zia he protected till now. so she sat up after alot of difficulty and a hand from ayaan, she smiled at him, he averted his eyes, only for her to pull his head back at her.

She gently put her lips on his, softly kissing him, as she put her pain and jealousy in the kiss, it made her feel powerful knowing she's his still! She pulled back, and said softly and innocently with her heart in pain "Mai theek hun, ap fikar nhi karen!"
(I am okay, dont worry!)

And ayaan felt as if someone had slapped him hard, had poured cold water on him, as he realized the blunder of words and blunder of emotion's he had done. His eyes remain on her teary one's as he saw her laying down on her side, closing her eyes and sleeping.

He gulped, he wanted to apologize but he was ashamed! Had he really forgotten that his wife is what carrying his baby? He had unknowingly blamed her for their first baby miscarriage! How can he! Oh he wanted to apologize but his words never formed the sentence and in the last, he too slept beside her while his hand on her stomach.

Unknown to himself that his wife had cried silently the whole night, that his wife was bruised badly and she was again the insane and insecure azia that he had worked alot on! Her fear had transformed into reality as she visibly saw him changing, like how her brother's would when they have their childs! Now she realized why her bhabhis were always beating their childs on small mistakes.

It was all the game of heart, her heart and his heart had wanted one thing, yet they were unable to be on the same platform!
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Assalamualaikum...
Abeer the bravest!

Not too much interested, but it start getting better from here!

Azia? Well I think its normal!
Ayaan? Pagal andha hai!
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