The new beginnings - (Tere Bin)

Closeness.

Warning:- Sightly mature.

As soon as she made her way to their room, she found Murtasim coming behind her. She was sad, unhappy. Just because Meesam didn't enjoy being with her mother as much as she did it with her father. She was a mother, instead of feeling emotional, she should be happy. She was happy. It was not such way, she felt bad at all. But why was her child not letting her hold her?

"Meerab" he said. She took place at the couch whereas he sat beside her, with Meesam in his lap.

"Meerab, kya howa hai tumhe?" He asked. He kinda knew why was she behaving like this.

"Pata nhi, mujh se baat mat karo iss waqt" she said gloomily.

"Kyun yar? Howa kya hai batao tou" He asked once again.

"Nhi batana mujhe" she said.

"Meesam ne tumhari gaud me atay rona shuru kardiya iss liye udas ho?" He inquired.

He was trying to find out what was making his wife feel gloomy? Why was she behaving so awkward. Even though, being a mother, you have to through many circumstances. This should've been less sad for her. But she was taking it seriously.

"I know I am being childish. It shouldn't be a matter of this much concern. I am mad" she said suddenly.

"Why am I here? I am here to look at your childish acts. I love you in every way. Whether its childish, cute, mad, angry or flirt" he told her. He focused on the word "flirt" more. Even Meerab knew, it is very easy to catch his attention just by one pick up sentence.

"I know" she said.

"You know that you look so cute when in jealousy or even sadness?" He said laughingly.

"You look cute to me everytime" she confessed.

He gave Meesam to her, she was crying in Murtasim's lap, so he handed her over to Meerab. She stopped crying instantly as soon as she jumped over to her mother. That's the spot! Meesam missed being in her mother's lap.

"Look, she loves us both equally, Meerab" he said.

"Thank you for everything, Murtasim" she said.

"Itni choti choti baato pe pareshan thori hote hain" he said and cupped her face. She looked so cute, being held by both of his hands. He placed a gentle kiss on Meesam's forehead. And, a kiss on Meerab's cheeks. Shivers ran down her spine.

"Murtasim" she said.

"Jee, bolein" he said. He caressed the contours of her jaws. As his hands moved, an electric current started to flow in Meerab's body. His gaze at her was too hot.

"Meesam ki third birthday ke liye kuch plan karte hain. It would be her first birthday with you. With both of us together" she said holding one of his hands from her face and grabbed it firmly.

"I'm excited for it. Aisa karte hain ke Meesam ki birthday ke liye koi trip plan karte hain" he said.

"Trip? Main tou soch rhi thi pehli birthday hogi sab ke sath. Ghar mein hi karte hain na" she said.

"Hmm, chalo birthday ke baad koi trip plan karlein gy. Where we could be alone. Where we'll be able to express our feelings to each other" he said.

"You know what Meerab, I just can't wait to spend my whole life with you. Aise jese main sari zindagi un lamho mein jee leta hun, jab main tumhare aur Meesam ke sath hota hun" he said further more as he expressed his emotions.

"Murtasim, tum bohat pure ho. Pata hai sirf main jaanti hun ke meri life mein kitne regrets hain" she said.

"Tum mujhse share kar sakti ho, Meerab" he said. She got up from the couch, still holding Meesam, and put her to the bed as she had fallen asleep in her mother's comforting embrace.