ENAMOUR LOVE

Chapter 81.

AMYRAH.

I was leisurely leaning on the couch with my one leg on the ground and another on the armrest of the couch. I tossed another piece of chocolate in my mouth and let it melt in my mouth. I don't know about the future but at this particular time I'm enjoying my life.

Though before I used to get everything but now it seems like I'm a princess. Everyone is getting extra protective over me and are giving me a princess treatment. Just the word should leave my mouth and the next minute it will be in front of me.

Aaban is treating me like some toddler. He is making sure I get everything I want. He is even waking up for my late night cravings. The other day he even took me for a late night drive and brought my favourite snacks.

Mostly I kept craving for salty products and I guess I emptied 3 packs of chips today. Well Aaban doesn't know about it as he will give his long boring lecture to eat healthy.

The only worst part of it is the checkups with the doctor. It felt so creepy with those damn tests and all. I'm not at all going again. She was sweet but I don't like her and that assistant of her kept looking at Aaban.

I don't know what it is but Aaban is looking so damn attractive nowadays. Even his breaths are turning me on and I googled it seeing what it was and the surprising thing is I came to know that during this time it is extremely common but I'm feeling so ashamed of myself.

Shaking away these thoughts I continued my chocolate and leaned completely on the couch. Daisy came by my side cuddling up with me. I noticed that before we knew about this news she had already sensed it. She became so affectionate with me and kept on cuddling with me.

I ran my fingers in her fur and pet her. She relaxed beside me and started playing with my fingers. Even, she got extremely protective over me and whenever Aaban teases me she keeps hissing at him and it would be so fun to watch them fight for my attention.

I caressed my tummy which got a little bumped. I doubt that it is because of my eating like a hungry animal and not because of my poor child. I glanced at the wall watch, it shows a quarter to nine and the father of my child didn't come yet.

Huffing a little in annoyance I took my phone out and in a low volume clicked on my favorite surah. Surah Al Yousuf. Each word and its translation, always makes me emotional. I might've heard the tafseer like a hundred times and still I keep on hearing it.

"Baby, do you hear it too?" I asked in a whisper. I still could not believe that I'm going to be a mother. That I'm going to start my own family and the only blood related one who might actually be with me for the rest of my life. I'm both excited and scared cause I know nothing about parenting, what if I can't be able to fulfill all of my baby's needs?

Shaking away these thoughts I focused on the Surah playing. While Listening to it I was mumbling to myself after it. The door opened and I glanced near it. Our eyes connected with each other and it calmed me completely. It felt complete.

He came to me loosening his tie and planted a kiss on my forehead with his palm on my stomach. I closed my eyes cherishing the moment with him. After staring at me for a while with a smile on his face, he ran his thumb on my lower lip and licked it grinning.

That literally took my breath and I kept looking up at him. I can feel my cheeks heating. Winking at me he walked towards the washroom and I shook my head to get some grip upon myself and I played back the Surah. After it was done I slowly sat straight and pecked on the head of my sleeping Daisy and hid a few wrappers as he might again open that book of his and list out all those do and don'ts.