That's Just How Life Goes!!

Chapter 7

We heard a knock and turned towards the door to see a young man enter along with my bag. I understood he must be Zayn's friend. He kept my bag near my bed and asked "how are you ma'am?"
"Alhamdulillah m good now. Thank you so much for your help. Sorry for the inconvenience to both of you." I said the last part looking between both Zayn and that guy.
"Allah girl, how many times will you thank me." Zayn said dramatically. I smiled and shook my head.
"No matter how many times I do, it won't be enough. You guys have saved my children. I can't thank you enough."
"Hey. It's a win win situation, you know?!" Zayn said. I looked at him confused.
"I helped you and Allah must have been happy with me. And also you will always pray for me, right?" he asked me I nodded smiling a bit.
"Now call your sister. I will talk to the doctor." he said and they left.
How can someone be so good but then I thought about my own husband and chuckled bitterly. My own husband is an epitome of sacrifice. He sacrificed his own family for someone else's.
I took my phone out from my bag and called Manal.
"Hello Maham. Where are you? Are you Fine?" she asked
"Alhamdulillah appi I am fine. My flight landed early and I started having contractions on the airport. A kind man helped me and took me to the hospital. But in the chaos, my bag was left behind. I got it just now so I called you." I told her everything.
"oh my Allah. How are you now? What happened? Did you give birth? Are you and the babies okay?" she asked.
"Alhamdulillah we all are fine. Thanks to that man he managed everything." I replied.
"Allah bless that man."
"ameen."
"okay listen now Maham. I am really very sorry. I couldn't come to get you but I sent someone trustworthy. Tell me your location and I will send him to get you from there." she said.
"Where are you?" I asked. Because she was quite excited about my arrival and now she is saying that she didn't come to pick me up and sent some stranger.
"My mother in law. She passed away this morning. So we had to come to their house. Don't worry about anything. The person I have sent is a great man. You will be safe with him." she assured. I said dua on hearing someone's death.
"uhh I I" I didn't know what to say. I mean I am totally new to this place and the only person I knew is not here. I am supposed to go with a stranger to allah knows where.
"yeah right as if you weren't just praising a stranger." My conscience mocked.
"but that was situation's demand." I defended.
"Maham are you there? Look I know this is so not a good way but I am helpless right now. Please go with him. I will get back to you as soon as possible." she tried convincing me. I sighed there is really no other choice.
So I agreed.
"I will tell you the location after asking someone."
"thank you Maham. Okay bye. I will call you later."
"Bye."
I went near my babies and kept looking at them stroking their cheeks and hands. Only if your father would have thought and chosen us, we would not have to go through this. I heard door opening sound so I quickly wiped a tear that fell from my eye.
I got up and asked Zayn about the location. He told me and went to the babies and I sent it to Manal appi. A few minutes later, Zayn's friend came inside
"Zayn, Manal has sent me the location of that girl. I will go find her. She is in the same hospital." I looked at him surprised to hear Manal's name. Is there any possibility of them to be the one appi was talking about?
I looked up to confirm and saw him already at the door.
" Hey wait. You were sent by Manal? "I asked.
" Uh? "he looked at me confused and then his expressions changed to realisation then surprise. I turned to look at Zayn he had same look.
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" Have you decided their names? "Zayn asked while playing with my baby girl.
" No. My mind was occupied with many other thoughts. "I sighed. I and Arsalan never came to a conclusion regarding names. He liked which I didn't approve and vice versa.
" Then think now. " he said.
I started thinking but couldn't decide on any.
" How about you name them? You are their savior. "I suggested. He looked taken aback but a grin appeared on his face. He placed my girl in her cot and took out his phone for I assume searching for the names. I did that first thing after I got to know about my pregnancy.
" What about Ariza? It means brilliant. "he asked.
" It's nice. "I replied.
" No no. In turkish it means failure. My baby girl will never face failure. "he said and I looked at him. Did he just say MY BABY GIRL?
" What about Hana? "he asked again.
" I also like Hania. They both mean joy, happiness. I want her to be a happy soul. Always. "he said looking at her with a gaze filled with adoration. I just didn't know what to even say.he turned towards me.
" Which one do you like? Hana or Hania? "he asked.
" Both of them are nice. Which one do you like most? "I asked. He thought for sometime.
" I am confused. "
I chuckled.
" Are you sure your mother won't mind me staying at your house? "I asked remembering our discussion 2 days ago after we came to know that he was the one Manal sent to pick me up.
He sighed." I have already told you she is excited to meet these beautiful babies and you. She was going to come here as soon as I told her but then she sprained her ankle." he repeated again what he already told me. I was just apprehensive about this but I have no option left with me.
" okay. I just don't want to burden you more. You have already done so much in these past 2 3 days. "I sighed.
" Hey first thing I have not done you any favor and that we already discussed. And about being a burden then trust me when I say that I fell in love with this cutie at first sight. I am just buying myself some time to spend with them before Manal Bhabi comes and takes them away. "I nodded.

The room door opened and his friend whose name now I know is Zaroon came in.
" We can leave now. " I nodded and got up. Zayn took baby girl and I took my boy while Zaroon grabbed my bag.
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" Assalamualaikum. " An old woman opened the door and greeted excitedly.
"Walykumassalam" I replied. "Mashaa allah Mashaa allah they are soo cute. Can I please hold them, if you don't mind?" she looked at me hopefully. I nodded and she excitedly forwarded her hands when Zayn spoke.
"Mama, will you let us in first?"
"Ohh sorry sorry. Come in dear."
We sat on the sofa whilst she ordered maids to bring juice.
"Let me hold them now please." she pouted looking at Zayn who sighed.
" Ask their mother."
She looked at me again. Oh how could I resist that look. I forwarded my boy to her and she took him gently and started cooing.
"Zayn give me that baby too." she demanded.
Zayn shook his head. "No you have him na. She is mine ." He is really getting attached to her in just couple of days.
Allah be with me always like you have been uptil now. I silently prayed.
I looked to see aunty and Zayn fighting to hold my baby girl. I looked at them amusingly.
" Zayn how dare you defy your mother.? Give her to me." aunty used her mother card.
"Oo no one wants my boy. Give him to me." Zaroon said. They kept quarrelling and a sudden thought struck me. My family would have been fighting the same way if everything would have been fine. Ali would have spoiled them rotten.
"Hey, why are you crying beta? It's okay." I looked up to see aunty sitting beside me. She cupped my face and wiped my tears away.
"Okay let's have lunch. I am starving." Zayn said and went along with Zaroon each holding a baby.
Aunty took my hand in hers "I don't know what problems you are facing but whenever you want, I am here to listen. Okay?"she gave such a motherly feeling that I just nodded.
Thank you allah. Please keep her healthy and safe. I sent a silent prayer for her.
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" Okay that's it. Did you understand? "Aunty asked me after showing me how to bath my babies.
" What if they slip from my hands? "Zayn asked. Yeah Zayn wanted to tag along.
" You need to be careful. And you will get a hang of it after practicing. "Aunty said and we nodded.
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It's been 6 days since I have been here. And it's going good if not better. I miss my family alot but with babies I don't have much time to think about anything else. Zayn and aunty have been great help. Aunty has taught me many tricks to handle babies and Zayn always tagged along to learn them saying one should always learn new things. But I know he wants to learn for my baby girl. He has gotten too much attached to her.
They even arranged aqiqa for my babies. I protested a lot but Aunty convinced me saying it has to be done within 7 days of their birth.
"Maham, where is Zayn?" Zaroon asked.
"Must be with Hania in garden." I replied. Zayn couldn't decide her name on his own so  asked everyone for suggestion. He even came up with another name giving us 3 options Hana Hania and Anaya. Aunty chose Hania. And my baby boy is named Zayan. I named him. Though I didn't tell anyone but I named him after Zayn.
I took Zayan and placed him in the cot and went to call Zayn and Zaroon for dinner. I was just going to approach them when I heard them talking.
"So you are saying that they have your name. As in Hania Zain Sayyed and Zayan Zain Sayyed." Zayn nodded.
"What did Maham say? Is she okay with it?" Zaroon asked.
"I apologized for the mistake but honestly I don't feel an ounce of guilt. I know I should but I feel kind of happy. In just a few days this beautiful girl has my heart." Zayn replied.
Zaroon sighed.
"Don't get too much attached Zayn. She is not here for long time."
"I know that's why I am spending as much time as I can with both of these cuties" Zayn said smiling.
I approached them and called for dinner.
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"Manal Bhabi is coming back this Friday. She damaged her phone so couldn't call you." Zayn said. I nodded.
"Hey Maham. If you don't mind can I request something?" he continued when I turned to go. I faced him and asked him to continue.
"Manal Bhabi told me that you asked her to look for a job and house for you. " he said looking at me calculatively.
I nodded.
"umm then until you find a good job and house you can stay here." he said looking down at his shoes before quickly looking up and continuing.
"I mean this house is bigger. Her house is small. She lives with her husband so you might not feel comfortable with them. Here mama can teach you how to handle babies. I will also always help you to take care of them. There Manal Bhabi  and Amar both work. You will be left alone. How will you handle 2 babies at a time? -" he started giving me reasons trying to convince and i chuckled. I cut him off his rant.
"I am staying here till I find a  job and a  house in safe location."
He looked at me mouth agape.
Yeah. Aunty already talked me into it. And after discussing everything with Manal appi, we came to same conclusion.
"Really?" he asked giving me a big smile.
I nodded.