His Second Wife

Their first kiss.

Not being able to face him more, Today Noya had planned to lock herself in her room. Amayra woke up early, cluthing her pillow she walked into her daddy's room. Getting on top of his daddy's bare back, she layed and slept. Barq was alerted even in his sleep that his little hurricane was here. He safety held her back on his back and flipped her down, hugging her closer to his heart, he kissed her forehead.

He was more restless than anyone, as his princess was not by his side. As a father, he got habits to check upon her withing every hour. Feeling content, he covered her up with duvet. He got ready for the day.

While here, Noya had her breakfast and washing her dishes when His mother Sophie entered the kitchen with a huge frown. "Good morning ma'am" she greeted with an energetic smile. "Good morning, sweety" she replied sulking. Noya studied her expressions and asked, "What's bothering you ma'am? May I know?" She asked hesitatingly.

Sophie sighed and says, "I order some beautiful dressed for you and me. But these online scams ended up sending Salwar suits!" She says huffing her cheeks. Sophie was a shopping freak person. Ofcourse her son was a billionaire,  why wouldn't she.

Noya mouthed oh. Sophie’s mind crossed an idea and she smiled wholeheartedly. "Why don't you give it a try! It will suit you a lot! Its pure red" she says being all excited. Noya thinks for a while and gave a small nod. As in she too wanted to try something new.

Sophie giggled and dragged Noya to her room. As in she didn't had any daughter or sister. Sophie poured all her love and excitement on Noya, making her all glow up in red suit with red matching lipstick and red bangles. She looked pure Indian and breathtaking.

Only her hair were left. Noya was in deep thoughts, if her mother would be alive, she would had done the same, pamperings and all.

While here, Barq was signed the cheques that was needed his signatures and stood up to leave. As in he had some officers that had to meet, as in Umayyad's case.

About Amayra she was happier with her kittens on her daddy's bed. Barq drives back home, in his range rover. When his phone rings showing a facetime call from his mother.

He parks his car at the side of the road toa answer the call. As soon as he accepts the call. His eyes caught the most beautiful sight, his breath hitched when he saw Noya cladded in traditional outfit with matching bangles, those long jhumkas and her straightened up hair.

She looked ethereal and beautiful. His eyes couldn't help but wonder on her. From top to toe.

"She is looking beautiful, isn't she?" Asked Sophie taking the phone from the table, as she gives a last touch up to Noya. "Yes" he uttered in his most gruffy voice. Making Noya stiffened. Didn't she was calling the beautician!? How come she ended up calling her son! That too on facetime.

Noya's breath hitched when she felt his strong gaze on her. "Excuse me" she mumbles and walked out. Sophie smiles and turned back to her son. "So? Shall I start my beautician business!? What you say?" She asked being all satisfied with her sparks she left on Noya.

"Mom! Not again" he groans hearing her wish to run a beauty parlour since decades. "Barq, tell honestly. Did not your breath hitched?" She asked narrowing her eyes.

Barq gulped nervously and gave a curtly nod. "That doesn't mean anything. Its all your doings, the make up and all" he shrugs and she smiled smirking. "The damage is done, thank you for your time" she sings and ends up the call.

Barq shooked his head and with her image in his mind, he drove back.

While Sophie did a happy dance and shared a hifi with Hubaab who had planned something more tender to get them closer.