His Delicate Queen

##//Its complicated //##

"ya allah ab kya karu mein.... Naa jee paa rhi hu na hi mar paarhi hu..." Noor cried and howled in the 4 walls of her room. She kept her hand on her stomach and looked at the ceiling of her room.

"Kyu allah... Aisi kya gustakhi hui humse jo aap ye kar rhe ho humaare saath... Aur kitne aasu hai mere naseeb mein. Mera chodo, is nanhi si jaan ka kya... Mein akeli kaise guzaara karu iska... Iska baap isko kabhi bhi aapnayega nahi, aur naa hi koi aur isse apnaayega.... Mein kya karu... Kaisi aurat hu mein, pyaar kisi aur se, baccha kisi aur ka... Kya sochenge log." She cried her heart out clutching her belly, she was on the verge of failing unconscious but she held up.

"Nahi nahi... Ab hum akele aur nahi ladh sakte, hume unhe bataana hi hoga." She said to herself wipping off her tears vigorously, and getting out of her room.
She knew he must be with faizal.

She went to faizal's room and found the door ajar. She saw sidharth holding his head in his hands, while faizal too looked tensed.

"Sh.. shehenshah..." She knocked on the door with great braveness.

"Kyaa kaam hai" he replied rudely.

"Kuch baat karni thi, important hai..." She said with a great heaviness in her voice, One look at her face and sidharth knew it was really important, he signed faizal to leave and faizal nodded leaving the room.

"Kya hua noor... Itni ghabraayi hui kyu hai aap..." He asked as he saw her sweating.

She just passed him the papers in her hand making him frown in confusion. He took the papers still looking at her beautiful tear stained face. He looked at the papers and he felt the ground slip beneath his foot. He thumped on the bed he couldn't believe what he just read.

"Noor... This..how is this possible..." His voice came out as whisper.

"Maaf kardo shehenshah, hume bhi kuch din pehle his pata chala hai... Khuda ki sau mein dawaayi kha rhi the, we were using extra protection too, par mujhe nahi pata kaise hua... Please... Mujhe samaj nhi aarha mein kya karu..." She sobbed hard in front of him, and he still was processing the another shock. Noor, she is pregnant and he had no doubt it was his child because he was the only man Noor was in relationship with, ofcourse just a physical relationship. Noor did lived in the chamber of prostitutes but sidharth never doubted her character.

"Kab..." He asked still in the dilemma, the divorce, his equation with shehnaaz, his broken heart, his unrequited love, the misunderstandings and now this child. How much more a life can ever be fucked up.

"5 mahine...." She whispered and he stared at her as she cried.

"Bataya kyu nahi...."

"Mujhe khud 1 mahine pehle pata chala ..."

"Do you want to keep it??"

She stared at him in shocked, she expected him to yell at her, to say her things, to get angry, to disrespect her but nothing came on her way, instead he was still holding his calm.

"Shehenshah.... Mujhe...mein...mujhe nhi pata..." She stumbled, she wanted to scream that why would she want to kill her own child, ofcourse she wanted to keep it. But she couldn't, she still fears his reaction.

"Noor .... I want this child... I can't loose my own blood... I know tumhe shayad problem hoga, at the end of the day decision tumhara hi hoga, don't worry about that... Its just...I...I...mean... I want this child but ...but.... I can't marry you for the child.... I ... Can't" he mumbled rubbing his face, he was going to be father heck he dreamed of it since so long. He wanted someone who would call him abbu, but he wanted it all with someone else, the one he loves so much, he wanted all these things with his wife, who just signed divorce papers few minutes  back.