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Chapter 32
3rd person pov:
Two years later...
After their marriage, Anika and Christian settled down into their new home in London. Anika hasn't heard from her parents in nearly three years, but that's ok as Christian parents have been taken care of her like she's their own.
Christian found a new job as soon as they settled in London, and Anika is at university trying to get a degree in becoming an art therapist.
After moving out of her parents and marrying Christian, Anika decided it was time to forgive them and Allah for the pain and suffering.
Anika stopped to kiss Christian goodbye as we went off to work. As he set off, so did Anika. Getting into the shop, she did the essential food shopping, which she despises with a passion, but once that was over and done with, Anika went straight to the thing she needed the most and paid for it as quick as possible, but not before the cashier gave her a dirty look. As soon as Anika got home, she cleaned the shopping away and checked the time to see she still had time to finish off her assignments
Anikas pov
I washed my hands and put the timer on for five minutes...
You must be thinking, what's going on? Well, I haven't gotten my period in two months, and even though that's normal for me, I've also been getting morning sickness, and I'm strangely obsessed with pickles which could only mean one thing... Right?
Beep beep beep
Ok, Anika, no need to freak out. Just take a big deep breath, and let's do it.
"One two three," I picked up the pregnancy tests and flipped them over one by one. I broke down crying. All four tests clearly show that I'M PREGNANT. My whole life, all I've ever wanted is to have a baby, someone I can love and protect. I want to be the person my daughter or son can come to when they are in trouble, and I want to be there to wipe their tears away. I want to be the parent that's my parents weren't.
I looked down at my belly and gently rubbed it. "Hey baby, it's Mummy. I want you to know that I love you and that I cant wait to see you. Now let's go tell Daddy about you." I quickly hid the pregnancy sticks in a box and got to work. I grabbed one of Christians shirts and wrote dad to be with a loading sign. I folded it in the box with the pregnancy sticks and waited for Christian to get home...
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."Babe, where are you?" Christian shouted, coming home from work. He took his work shoes off, remembering my house rules and sat down on the sofa.
"I'm just in the bedroom. Give me a minute!" I said, grabbing the box. Here goes nothing. I made my way to him, making sure to keep the box behind me.
"Hi," I whispered gently, giving him a kiss and a hug, smiling because i could smell his cologne.
"I missed you," he whispered, letting go of a tired sigh. He looked at me and kissed my forehead.
"I missed you more than words can describe. Could you do me a favour and put this blindfold on when I take it off keep your eyes shut?" I asked him, handing him the blindfold.
"Oooh kinky, sure anything for my baby," he chuckled, putting it on. "Baby", if only you knew, I thought.
I grabbed the box and opened it quietly. I pulled the shirt out of it and put it aside. "I bought you a new shirt from Primark, so don't get startled. I'm just going to help you put it on," I spoke, unbuttoning his shirt. He took a breathe in because I accidentally caressed his chest. "Sorry", I apologised, putting the shirt on him. I took the pregnancy test and placed it in his hand, and helped him up next to the mirror. I slowly untied the blindfold, tears flowing down my face.
" you can open your eyes now," I said, my voice breaking. He opened his eyes and looked down at the pregnancy stick and then glimpsed at his shirt.
"I'm going to be a baba ", he whispered, shock written all over his face, frozen looking at the test.
"Surprise," I whispered, holding my tiny, not visible bump. He dropped the test and ran over to me, embracing me, stunned with no words.
"Hii baby, it's your daddy. I hope you know your mama and me and already love you."He said, resting his head on my belly.
"I honestly don't know how we didn't suspect anything. I'm super bloated; I've got morning sickness, and for two months no period, so I'm guessing I'm 12 weeks along? Just in time for my first scan." I said, playing with his hair between my fingers.
"I hope we have twins; I want a daughter who will be as beautiful as her mum, who will fight for anything she believes in and a son who can be as handsome as his father and who will watch F.B.I with me. They can be whoever they want. I don't care; just as long as they are happy, that's all that matters." Chris spoke, rubbing my bump.
"Twins? Is there even space for them? As long as they are healthy and happy, I'm content. Could we go to bed for a bit? I'm shattered!"
"Of course, baby, as long as we can cuddle, let's go have a nap. God knows how many more we can get in before our baby arrives." He said, lifting me out of my chair. I laid my head on his chest and slowly drifted off to dreamland, but not before i heard him say goodnight.
End of chapter
A/N: sorry I haven't made a chapter in a good while. I've been super stressed with university.
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