After coming from one hectic day of shopping and cursing around that boy, I was tired. And guess what, my dear wife thought that it would be very good if she became angry with me. Seriously she was hugging him and now she was angry that I had pushed that man away from him.

Alisha ,Ammar and Hamail went to their home. I came to my bedroom and found my jaan sleeping peacefully. Ofcourse after making me mad she always need a good sleep. I closed the door and sat on bed. Her baby bump was showing and any moment my heart could explode by love I carry for my baby. I really wanted to hold my baby in my hands. I would love to see my baby calling me baba or papa or whatever he like to call me. Papa, baba,dad anything.

I slipped in comforter and hugged my beautiful wife. Her hairs were itching her so she started saying incoherent words. I smiled and pushed a strand back. She sighed and nuzzled in my chest. I quietly stroked her hairs. Eventhough I was mad at her but her beautiful face and smile always manage to stole my heart.While stroking her hairs, I went into deep slumber.

Sleeping with my slow and steady breath, I felt someone nudging at my shoulder. Opening my eyes slowly and taking a turn to right, I saw my jaan sitting with a sad face.

She must be regretting at her behavoiur now.

I sat up and took a long breath and stretched a little. She looked at me and in a second her face lit up. I raised my right eyebrow at her. She better not wake me up for something stupid. I was waiting for a sorry But instead of getting a sorry I got a stupid wish of her.

"AAN! You are awake. Good.Good. Now bring some cake for me." I groaned and looked at her in disbelief.

"Seriously Maya!"

"What?" She literally feigned innocence.

The nerve of this woman!

"No. I'm not going." I said and pulled duvets on me.

"But I am hungry!" She said in her angry voice. I just grunted at her. Then there was silence. Like the one before storm. After few minutes I heard her crying but in shushed voice. I looked back and saw her back at me and her body was shivering and her breaths were ragged. I regetted at that moment. I shouldn't have done this.

I pushed the duvet off from me and slided to her corner of bed, next to her. I put my hand on her waist and received a gasp. I smiled and pulled her against my chest. She was struggling. It was cute seeing her fighting in my grasp. I kissed her on top of her head and stayed there till she calmed down. But her sobs and hiccups were still there. She put her hand on my hand which was on her waist and tried to remove it. I pulled her more tightly against my chest. She groaned and it was again cute.

"Leave me!"

"No." She grunted in response and stopped struggling. A trimphuant smile reached my lips. But it was for few seconds beacuse a second later she dipped her head and took my hand between her teeth. It was hurting but I didn't show it to her and this thing frustrated her more.

She left my hand and before I could do anything, she again bite it and tears were leaking from her eyes. I again kissed top of her head and nuzzled in her neck. She left it quietly and slowly. I rubbed her baby bump and smiled at her as she turned to look at me. And Oh Allah! She was glaring at me hard.

"I'll bring you a cake if you stop crying." I told her while cleaning her tear stained face from the back of my hand.

"I don't want it now." She said in monotone voice. I sighed. It's gonna be long night.

"Maya, jaan sorry na." I said while holding my ears. Ah! The things you had to do for your love. The self-made millionaire was now holding his ears infront of his wife.

I stood up from bed and rubbed my face. I needed to slove this. I went to bathroom and got fresh. After coming out I took my wallet and looked at my angry wife. She was not looking at me, she was just staring at the door. I sighed and took my car keys and put my wallet in my pocket. As I opened the door of room, her cute voice reached in my ears.

"Where are you going?"

"To bakery. You know, to get a cake." I said quietly as she was still angry with me and I didn't want her to become more.

"I don't want to eat it now." She said in really aggressive tone.

"Jaa..." I started but then she broke in.

"No. I will not eat it." I just sighed and closed the door after getting out of room.

I moved towards the main door of house when a voice stopped me. I looked back and saw mama standing in centre of hall. After making me stop she came towards me and asked where was I going? And to be honest I thought that she would be angry at maya for making me go, to get a cake at 3 AM but she just smiled and told me to get home safely.Seriously! mama loves maya more than me.

But I also love her more than I love myself.

I went to bakery shop nearby but ut was closed. Almost all bakery shops were closed buy I was defermined to get her a cake. After an hour or two I founded a opened bakery shop. It was small one. I got inside and took all cakes which were there as my angry bird wife didn't tell me that which one she wanted to eat.

After buying them, I came back home and took all cakes in room. As I put all cakes on table, I looked at my beautiful wife. She was hiding under duvet. Her fast up and down motion of chest was enough for me to know that she wasn't asleep.

I sat on sofa and set all the cakes on table. Then I went to bed and tried to take off the duvet but she held it tightly. If she had wanted this war she should have told me before.

The war is on!!

"Jaan leave it."

"No!"

"Leave it!"

"No. No .No!!"

"Don't make me force you jaan!"

She smirked.

She really wanted a war.

I jerked the duvet off and in a swift movement took her in my arms. Carrying her in bridal style and her struggling wasn't helping at all at 5 AM. Before she could shriek I put my hands on her lips. A set of fresh tears started to come down her cheeks. My eyes soften and I placed her on sofa near the table on which cakes were placed.

I sat near her and took her hands in my large ones and thanks to Allah she didn't pull her hand away. Then I opened a box and took a spoonful of chocolate cake and places it near her mouth. But then her hiccups start.

"Go g-give this to Esha na. Now you find her p-pretty more than me so now you don't have to a-act infront of me. I know ,I came b-between you two. You l-loved her. Her mother told me. Go! I will raise my kid al..."

"Shut up!" I grabbed her shoulders forcefully and made her look at me.

"Enough is enough Maya! Are you even listening to yourself? Esha? From where does she come in picture? I have never met that woman. The only woman in my mind and heart was you. Only you! Dammit! And what were you saying, raising the kid alone? Huh? Are you out of your mind. More than Thousand prayers are just for this baby and your safety. For us to be complete family. In every prayer my first thing to ask Allah is to keep us always together and safe. That Allah may give us enough life that we can help him or her grow up. But what can I say? You are...ugh!"

I left her arm and tried to control my anger. I knew she was angry but she still couldn't just say whatever she want. This wasn't right. We couldn't involve an innocent woman like Esha in our fights. I didn't even met that woman. And here my wife is accusing me of having a kind of affair with that woman. ASTAGFIRULLAH.

"Aan..." Her painful voice reached my ears. She hugged me from behind and her tears wetted my shirt. I struggled in her grip but she tightens her hold. I stood still and let her say what she wanted to.

"I am s-sorry. P-Please. Sorry." I sighed and turned around. Her tearful eyes came infront of me. How much she's planning to cry?My eyes softened at her.

"Jaan-e-rohaan! Why don't you understand? Huh? You're the only one I have ever loved and only you will be my life partner till my last breath. Stupid." I flicked her head.

She just groaned and hugged me tightly. I hugged her back with a smile on my lips. Then I pulled away and then made her sit on sofa. Again placed spoonful of chocolate cake near her mouth and this time she ate it. I smiled. Then I took spoonful of vanilla cake and placed it near her mouth. But I only heard a gasp.

"You brought 7 cakes of different flavors?" She asked stunned.

"Yeah... you didn't tell me which flavor you wanted so yeah." I rubbed the back of my neck. Her heartiful laugh reached my ear.

"You are cute Aan." She said and took a whole chocolate cake in her one hand and spoon in other hand and started eating. She placed a spoonful of cake near my mouth. But as I opened my mouth she pulled the spoon back and ate it. And then laughed.

"You are beautiful."

To be honest, I just couldn't get enough of her. She was beautiful, pretty and the woman I had ever wanted. I love her moon and back.

She was blushing. My beautiful wife. Jaan-e-rohaan.

After eating she and my baby seemed satisfied and she was yawning. I took her in my arms and carried her to bed. We both slipped into comforters and caressing her hairs while hugging we both went into deep slumber.

I know, I know its a late update. But you love me na. *awkward coughs*

Dude! Next is epilogue. I am gonna miss you people...🤧😢