His Delicate Queen

##//2 years later //##

Two years later.....💫

Shehnaaz woke up to a loud blabbering of a very cute little guy. She smiled pulling him to her and cuddling into the warm ball of happiness.

"Wakeyy..." He screamed patting her face making her giggle and open her eyes. She kissed his forehead smiling at him.

"Hii bubba..." She cooed making him screech and giggle. Then she looked at her bed it was all scattered with toys and was utterly messed up.

"Why do you have to scattered everything zayn." She sighed exasperated. Zayn was cute little guy but he created so much mess and she couldn't even scold the little human being. She got up and tied her head up in a bun.

"Khuaaa..." He screamed pulling her hair and giggled. She hissed freeing her hair from his torment.

"Tu mere baalon itna obsessed kyu hai bey...khulaa chodke kya fashion show jaana hai mujhe..." She said smacking his head lightly.

"Huh??" He looked at her with Innocence dripping from his eyes as he not actually understood what she was saying. She giggled at his confused face and again tied up her hair making him frown. But he chose to keep quiet. He was so much alike his father. She sighed and kissed his cheek.

"Chalo abhi bath karega mera puttu..." She cooed making him giggle merrily at the thought of playing in water. She picked him up and was moving towards washroom when he screeched making her stop in her tracks.

"Kya..." She asked frowning.

"Ammi pashhh...." He said and his lower lip quivered. She sighed hugging him closer.

"Its okay puttu rona nahi...ammi pass jayenge abhi okay..." She cooed changing her direction and going out of the room. She walked out blabbering nonsense with zayn and took him to the room little away from hers. Once reaching upon where she was supposed to she knocked the door.

"Abhi ammi ayegi okay..." She said kissing Zayn's head who clapped his hands in excitement. A door of a royal room was opened a while later by a beautiful lady dressed in a yellow and while anarkali with her hair still wet.

"Aww...mera baccha uth gya, good morning chote badshah...." The girl cooed taking zayn out of her arms and zayn giggled snuggling into her.

"Ammiii..." He said giving sweet smile to her, making her heart swell with affection.

"Accha shagupta bhabijaan... Hum chalte hai Abhi tak brush bhi nahi kiya humne... Aur aaj bohout saari tayyari bhi karni hai." Shehnaaz said making shagupta nod.

"Bhabijaan... Bhai ko sambhal loge na... Mujhe nahi pata how will he react this time, last time bohout mushkil se sambhala unko...." Shehnaaz said worriedly making shagupta sigh. Today was really a very hard day to deal with. Shehnaaz looked at zayn and her eyes welled up. His eyes carried the same innocence as his mother.

"Unko sambhalna mushkil hai shehnaaz... Woh abhi bhi unko bohout yaad karte hai... But I hope this time he will stay strong... Meine samjhaya kal unko...." Shagupta said turning back and looking at her husband who slept peacefully. She just prayed to god to keep that peace intact.

"Aur ke baat....aap bhi thoda sambhalke.... Hum yeh nahi chahte the par... Shehenshah ko aaj bulaya hai... Woh shehenshah hai humare unko disrespectful feel hoga agar nahi bulaya to. Aur log bhi baatein karege...---"

"Hum samaj gaye bhabijaan...its alright...vaise bhi ek din ki hi baat hai, I will adjust." She assured her with a same practiced smile of two years. Shagupta patted her cheek nodding at her and then shehnaaz left from there. She went to the the room and freshened up. Once she was done readying herself. She looked at herself in the mirror and smiled.