A Beautiful Journey (Completed)✔

Chapter:- 25

Zaif's POV:

After 3 years.

"Sir, this envelope came in the morning. I couldn't give it to Mam as she went directly to her room. And the one who delivered told me not to give this to anyone other than you and mam." I looked at the maid who passed an envelope to me making me confuse. I took it and smiled at her.

"Thank You." I said and walked towards kitchen to find Ammi and Chachi making something. Where's my sweetheart? It's weird. She never let them work alone in the kitchen.

"Assalamualaikum ladies." I said walking inside and they turned smiling at me.

"Wa-Alaikum-Assalam." Both of them replied.

"Why are you guys alone? Where's Safa?" I asked taking out a bottle from the fridge and Ammi smiled.

"She was looking tired, dear. So we told her to take rest for some time." Ammi said passing me a chocolate cookie box from the shelf making me smile.

"Where are Anu and Hyzin?" I asked and they smiled.

"I told Anu to sleep as she has been working on some file from morning and too much work in this condition is not good for her and the baby. And about Hyzin, he might be studying. Its his study time." Chachi said smiling at me and I nodded my head. Yep. We are going to get a new family member in some months. Insha Allah. And the baby will be my nephew or niece. I'm going to spoil him so much.

"Okay I'll just change and come." I said kissing on their head and walked towards my room. I know Abbu and Chachu might be chatting somewhere in garden. And Zary as usual busy in his cafe. But he comes early to spend time with Anu from the day she became pregnant. He has appointed part timers who help him and works on his place when he deals with other works. But most of his times are spent in cafe only. And in these few years he has expanded his cafe. Now it's a big cafe for where people have to reserve seats before. Masha Allah. And about Ariz. He still works for Zary as bodyguard. In his words, he doesn't want to change his job. He enjoys being with his sir. Well, let's forget these and see my wife who is tired. I hope nothing serious. I entered in my room and found my son writing something.

"Assalamualaikum, Abbu." I smiled hearing him who smiled at me.

"Wa-Alaikum-Assalam. Why is your Ammi sleeping at this time?" I asked taking off my coat and sat down beside her.

"I don't know, Abbu. She was looking worn out. I just gave her head massage to help her in sleeping." He said frowning and I sighed.

"Don't worry. She'll be fine." I said placing my hand on her forehead to check her temperature but it was okay. What could be the reason?

"Abbu, what's this?" I looked at him to find him showing me the same envelope which I kept on the table.

"I don't know, son. Open it." I said and he nodded his head. He opened it and frowned.

"There's Ammi's name here." He said passing me the paper and I frowned. What this damn thing is? I took the paper and read it. But what came next was totally unexpected. It was not a paper. It was the best gift my sweetheart ever gave me. It was report of my love who is going to be mother. Alhamdulillah. Finally. She was dying from inside when she wasn't able to conceive from last two years. But Allah has listened to us. Alhamdulillah. Thank You Allah.

"Abbu, you okay? Why are you so shocked? What's written in this paper, Abbu?" I looked at my son who asked me cupping my face in his hands which are little to hold my face.

"You have to protect two persons after some months, son. Insha Allah." I said holding his hand and kissing on his head where frowns formed hearing me.