4 weeks later
This is it. The moment of truth. The wait is only a few seconds but it feels like minutes have gone by. Finally there is a little beep and I look down at the result, a smile forms at my lips, confirming my doubts.
" Love, are you okay in there?" Hamids voice rings out from the closed bathroom door.
"Yeah, I will be out in a minute. " I reassure him.
I put on a fake expression and open the door, leading into our bedroom.
Hamid was leaning on the dressing table, arms folded. But he straightens up as soon as I enter the room.
His eyes meet mine, I can already see the sadness sneaking into his eyes just from my dull face expressions. It almost wants to makes me want to break that mask and tell him the good news.
But I manage to keep the truth conceled, only a few more moments I tell myself, walking towards the bed. I settle my self on the corner of the bed.
" What did the test read? " Hamid asks me, comming around in front of me, kneeling he pulls one hand free from my lap, pulling me in so my gaze meets his.
" Do you remember? When we were little we use to climb that tree in Aunty Asma's backyard. We shared so many good memories."
" Of course I remember those times. You couldn't climb down , you then always had to jump down and I was always there ready to catch you. Most days I looked forward to the end of the day when I had to catch you. But why are you talking about it right now? "
" Well if we ever go back to that place again, you will have to catch three people down."
"What are you trying to say love?" Hamid asks me, hope returning to his eyes.
" The result was positive Hamid. I am pregnant. You are going to be a father again. " I finally tell him with a smile.
"That's the best news I have heard in a while. Our family will be complete. Love you you have have given me everything and more. " Hamid informs me as he joins my side on the bed, his face lit up with the joy.
Before I can utter a word, his lips slam on to mine. His mouth on mine speaks all the other words he wants to say to me. As we continue to deepen our kiss I grip the front of his shirt and drag him down with me as my back hits the back of the soft bed. His body alings perfectly with mine, making me whimper as sensations churn around my lower stmoach.
Hamid props himself on his elbows, so only a small part of his weigh resets on my body.
We break the kiss apart to catch our breath.
"May I ?" Hamid asks me, as his hands drag down my body, and rests firmly on my stomach.
I nodd a yes to Hamid.
He tugs up his t-shirt which I have been wearing, revealing my bare stmoach. He places a hand on my stomach and then presses down a soft kiss, sending heat up my body and cheek.
" Hey, little fellow. Your Mummy and I are very excited to see you soon. I bet your sister will be happy to find out that she will have a little baby to play with." Hamid starts talking, as if the baby can hear his every single word.
His face returns on top of mine after a few seconds.
" So, how was the talk with your child?" I ask him, with a smile on my face as I play with his hairs, tangling in between my fingers.
"Perfect, like you love. " Hamid answers, his fingers tracing my cheeks.
Just then an alarm ring tone erupts from my cellphone, indicating that it is nearly time for my favorite supernatural tv show to come on.
" Here we go again, you are going to leave me for Dean, just to watch him kill supernatural creatures. " Hamid says, in a mocking hurt tone.
" Don't worry Dean has nothing over me. I am all yours Hamid. " I tell him, pulling him in more closer.
" That I know love, your all mine. But since you have supernatural to enjoy, I should watch something like game of thrones or maybe even fifty shades of grey. " Hamid suggests, teasing me due to their famous "particular special" scenes.
" Don't you dare even think about it. " I tell him in a threatening voice, as I push his back on the bed and come on top of him.
" Don't worry love, I only have eyes for you. " Hamid says, chuckling.
" But I do have to go for grocery shopping and pick up Aiza from kindergarten. " Hamid informs me.
" Where is the list I gave you? "
" I sort of lost it. " he says, folding his arms under his head, dragging up his black shirt along with him. His abs peek through distracting me.
" How can you sort of lose it ?Hamid I wrote down the things on the list. How am I going to remember now? I saw you put it in your pocket. " I whine to him.
"I checked my pocket but couldn't find it."
Taking my hand back, I check his back jeans pocket and manage to pull out a paper.
"What's this? " I ask, waving the shopping list in between us.
" I knew where it was love. I just like to annoy you. Your face when you get jealous or angry his priceless. " Hamid tells me, giving me a quick peck on the lips, making me break a smile.
Grabbing the the list from my hand he heads out of the room.
I pull the laptop out to watch supernatural when Hamid returns.
" You haven't gone yet? "
" I can't leave without saying goodbye to you love. " Hamid says comming around and pulling me up.
Standing up he takes me into his arms,his lips slam on to mine as his hands travel down and into my shirt.
We finally pull back.
" Good bye" Hamid says, as he quickly unhooks my bra and heads out of the room door.
"Hamid. Don't you worry there will be revenge. " I exclaim.
" I love you too" he says giving me a wink before he dissappears out the view.
...
We both sometimes act like lovestruck teens. We annoy each other. But I love annoying him just like he does. Yes we are truly crazy and in love.
I don't know what real true love his but I found my love and home in him. I never want to let go of my family.
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RomanceA story of a 21 year old muslim girl called Liybha who lives in New Zealand. She is engaged to a business man's son. But her heart and soul has been long claimed by Hamid. A friendship from her childhood who she left behind in Pakistan. But fate...