our love was one of a kind,

broken yet beautiful and reciprocated yet enormous like some unrequited love

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Haya sat their in the glacial weather with her usual cup of night te- NO! adrak wali chai.

It had been 7 months more, and many more to come, Mehrish was now a little cute birdie who'd started whining when not getting her desired things, she had been spoiled rotten by her father and he didn't mind it even a bit

Haya on the other hand was opposite, sure she spoiled her but to an extent where she knew it was limited, she did not want her kid to know those crusty things which lay inside the earth at such a tender age when she was just a small baby- a lil bean!

Mehrish at the age of one and a half years was the naughtiest yet the most obedient baby you'll ever know

She was mischevious like her dad and calm like her mother

She had got the hazel eyes of Gul which almost looked like shining pot of honey in sunlight, swirling with positiveness

It was when the mama bear and baby cub were having their us time when they heard the sound of keys jingling and Mehrish immediately started flapping her hands and feet in the air knowing her baba was home wanting to be in his embrace

Yazan laughed when he saw his babygirl giggling and her small eyes disappearing almost as she laughed through

"Traitor" Haya mumbled making Yazan laugh and Mehrish throw her hands towards him as if showing that her baba was just hers

Haya laughed too

"Get freshen up I'll take her and then have your snacks" Haya said placing a chaste kiss to his lips and moved out of the room with Mehrish in her arms babbling some incoherent words

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Yazan was sipping on his black coffee with some chocolate pancakes which were decorated by some dollops of maple syrup

He saw Mehrish staring at him with her big wide eyes wanting to taste that brownish round thing he was having, chuckling he picked it up the fork in a small piece and brought it close to her mouth

As if sensing the chocolaty sweetness of the delicacy she giggled and asked for more which her baba gladly fed her

"Finish it up quick before mama sees us, she's going to scold us so much" he whispered pressing a soft kiss to her shy cheeks

Haya won't ever let Mehrish eat chocolate more than two bites since according to her her she was still small for too much junk food at which Yazan always snorted

"Mehr...." a calm yet warning voice came from behind them and Yazan's face paled while Mehrish just giggled seeing her mother

Haya smiled and came close to them holding Mehrish in the cocoon of her warm embrace

"I told you not to have so much extra right?" Haya scolded her which eventually made Mehrish pout and as if on cue she pointed at Yazan who just gave her a nervous smile which made her pass him a sarcastic smile too

"Maine aapko mana Kiya tha inhe kuch bhi ulta seedha khilane se? Hello? Oh? Aap hi hain inke baba sunein!! Kya kaha tha Maine aapko?" She dead whispered very well aware of a well fed Mehrish who was to be asleep anytime

"Are begum it's okay sometimes, if we dont make her eat something she'll get bored with those tasteless liquids you make her have" He tried to be logical

"No Zaan it's not! She's still a small baby and she can't eat too much of solid food for now, even if she asks for it make it into liquid and make her have it, oh khudaya I highly doubt what you must have fed her when I wasn't home" she glared at him making her way towards Mehrish's baby room and laid her in the cot

After making sure the baby monitor was on work she went to the kitchen to prepare dinner

Chopping some carrots, beans, cauliflower and cottage cheese she made the vegetables boil while she stir fried the cheese

Adding into salt, pepper and vegetable stock she added the vegetables when she felt two arms wrapping around her from behind

She sighed "leave me"

"No" his straightforward yet stubborn reply

"Yazan, door hatein" she again whispered

"Kaha na nahi!!" He whisper shouted

"Hatt jayein samajh nahi aati aapko ek baar mei-" she was cut off when he suddenly bursted out

"Nahi aata, Haya ek beti hai hamari lekin iska ye nahi tum mujhe bhool jaogi, jab Dekho Mehrish Mehrish janta hun uski dekhbhal aham hai lekin iska ye nahi ki tum hume wakt hi nahi dogi

Office se aata hun khana deti ho Mehrish ko sula ke apni vo library mein chali jaati ho, socha kabhi ek shohar bhi hai?! Nahi na! Yehi dikkat tum jaisi larkiyon ko aati hai, spoiled rotten and then married off and when get a lid to look over you forget you have a husband who needs your attention too" he almost shouted

This had made Haya speechless and all she could do was open and close her mouth like a fish as if no words were forming she could talk back with

He was partially right, she wasn't giving him time and to take her attention he was doing all this

"I..Zaan-"

"DON'T! DON'T ZAAN ME!! Go spend time with your books" he looked too cute while being angry

"Sunein tou" she bit her lip and held his arm not wanting him to go

He stopped but didn't turn back

"I'm so sorry..I..just- I was just so blinded by my grief I didn't see you, my whole focus was on Mehrish and to mould her into a strong woman since she's a kid, I don't want her to be weak Zaan, I want to tell her she has real parents but can only be done whilst she's strong Zaan, I'm sorry I didn't see us falling apart? I'll make it up to you" she whispered as a tear fell off of her eye and sniffed inaudibly when she realised he hadn't turned back and placing a chaste wet kiss on the centre of his palm

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After not having their dinner they had laid down on the sides of their bed, but no one getting any sleep one of the major reasons being having a habit to cuddle each other close to themselves while they sleep and the other being their argument

Haya took a deep breath turned towards Yazan's side of bed, his back towards her and body at the farthest corner leaving an ample amount of space between them

"Yazan.." she whispered keeping a hand on his bicep trying to talk to him

"Sunein.. mujhe pata hai aap jaage hue hain" she tried to make him face towards herself but stopped soon after his reply

"Door hato" that was when she knew how her single sentence had hurt him but that didn't mean his didn't hurt her, he was really really really rude but she was mad at him as well and even though she trying to make everything alright

She turned back switching off the lamps and laid down letting the tears being silently soaked up by the pillow trying not to sniff

Yazan on the other hand was also trying to get some sleep but stiffened when he heard a sniff

"Fuck! Haya!" He whispered taking the quilt off himself and taking her squishy body into his arms settling her onto his lap

"Haya..begum? Kyun roye jaa rahi ho..shaant, bas chup kuch nahi hua" he whispered in her ear placing a kiss on her earlobe

"Z..Za...Zaan I'm so sorry, I.. wo..nt ever ignore you..don't be angry with m...e" her broken whisperswere tearing him apart now

"Nhi hota gussa meri jaan shaant ho jao please, mera dil baitha jaa rha hai"

He whispered as she snuggled into his neck like a baby, tiny hands clutching the material of his shirt

He bought his hands between them to wipe her tears off and kissed her whole face

The next moment he was kissing her like a man on mission making her toes curl wirh ecstasy and hands clutch his shirt more tightly due to the pleasure

Her sucked on her cherry lips like it was his favourite delicacy *true thou* and gripped her silky chestnuts in his callous hands making her leave a whimper of pleasure into his mouth

Pulling away he growled once before again attacking her lips

His hands went down towards her waist and lips trailed kisses down her crystalline neck making her clutch his hair in a death grip

He pulled away only to look at her panting face, parted red lips, hazy orbs, quivering petals and shaky figure

She looked like a goddess.

his goddess.

He leaned down before kissing her forehead and took her over him in such a way that she laid on his body with all her weight

He played with her hair whilst she nuzzled her head in his chest and brought his hand towards her stomach making him feel it through the thin material of her shirt and smiled up at him

"Zaan..?" Her lips quivered and before she could say anything her lips were taken into a kiss not before a whimper being laid on them- Mehr aapi banne wali hai, hum ek or hoor ke mama baba or mujhe tum teeno se bohot mohabbat hai

She smiled against his lips and reciprocated

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