Daastan E Mohabbat |✓

Epilogue

"Ayaan, stop running."

Three years old Ayaan was a pack of energy. The boy had wrapped everyone in his little fingers. He was running away from his mother who was trying feed him a glass of milk.

Suddenly, Ayaan felt someone pulling him to a corner. He turned to see his cousin/best friend, Zeeshan, son of Zainab and Rehan.

"Ayaan? Ayaan? Where did this boy go?" Ayesha looked around for her son.

"Bhabhi, what happened?" Eighth months pregnant Humera said entering the Khan Villa with her husband behind her.

Hearing Humera's voice little Ayaan came out his hiding spot before his mother could complain about him.

"Phupu." Ayaan ran towards Humera.

"Ayaan, careful." Ayesha exclaimed.

Humera kissed Ayaan's forehead and Ayesha gave her the glass of milk she was holding.

"No milk." Ayaan said shaking his head negatively.

"If you do not drink this, I will not let you talk to the baby." Humera said. Ayaan looked at her belly and then at her. He took the glass and drank the milk in a go.

Ayesha shook her head looking at her son.

"How is our eldest daughter-in-law?" Rehan said, entering the living room with his wife and son.

"Bhai..." Humera's husband whined.

"What? You already know it's going to be Ayaan's wife" Rehan said teasing the younger man.

"As salaam ayalakum, Begum." Everyone's attention turned to the little boy who was touching Humera's belly making others chuckle.

"That's not your Begum, Ayaan." Humera's husband said pulling him to himself but the little boy glared at him ran away to his phupu.

"No, listen him, Begum. Phupa is bad. You, my begum, only mine." Ayaan said in his baby voice caressing the belly.

At the same time the baby kicked, Ayaan's eyes widened and he jumped with excitement.

"See, your daughter is already happy to be Ayaan's bride." Rehan teased his brother in law.

"I am going to keep my daughter away from you, all." Humera's husband said huffing.

Zainab chuckled. "Yeah, just like Arham Bhai is keeping his daughter away."

"What's up tlwith these little Khans and claiming their brides in such young age?" The man huffed knowing he was going to face the same trouble Arham was facing.

Just like Ayaan called his unborn baby as his wife, Zeeshan had claimed Arham's daughter, Aasma as his bride.

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Later that night, Ayesha was making the bed to sleep when she heard a knock on the door. She opened the door revealing her husband who had been out of the country for a week. Rayyan had gone to Dubai for some business purposes.

"Abbu" Ayaan ran with happiness to his father. Rayyan engulfed his son in a hug for a while.

"Ayaan, let Abbu freshen up. He is tired." Ayesha pulled her son to him and made him lie on the bed.
Rayyan gave his wife a tired smile before entering the bathroom.

Shortly after he joined his little family on the bed. Ayaan climbed on his father's lap while Ayesha settled beside her husband to wipe his wet hair.

"Abbu?" Ayaan called him still wrapping his arms around his father.