Jaan-e-Jaaha

Gullabi (Last)

As Sidarath dropped her he did not spend the night at her place but rather at his own to give her space. Next morning Shehnaz woke up and called him to discuss something.

They sat down and started having breakfast, even though he had his breakfast sharp at 8am, but he was doing it with her again at 1:30pm.

She cleared her throat and wiped her mouth as he glanced at her.

"Mai bohut nakhre wali hu" she said.
"Mai utha lounga" he said.
" Mai bohut shararti bhi hu as you know"
"Mujh se behtar kon jan sakta ha" he smirked.
"Mughe ghusa bhi bohut ata ha"
"Its okay, ma jhel lounga" he looked at her in the eye.
"Ma bohut clumsy hu aur musibatein bohut ati ha"
"Jhoot tum pr musibatein nahi asaktein" he smiled.
"Kyun" she asked raising her eyebrow.
"Musibat par musibatein nahi ati, meri jan" he laughed.

She glared at him looking for other reasons to leave him, she part her lips but closed her mouth felt dry.
She leaned back on her chair, eyes crinkling at the side as she glanced at her wedding ring on her finger as if its meant to be right there.

Her gaze moved up at him as he stared at her, both of them not breaking their eye contact.

He kneeled down at her and grabbed her soft hand.
"What are you doing" she looked at him confused.

"Mughe pata ha, this wedding did not happen how we wanted hell none of us even knew we both will get married but we did, and that wont change the fact because we did not have the choice to choose our partner, but we do have the choice to make this right to make the marriage work and give it a chance, and if you are still unhappy then you can leave this marriage, and I will let you. Kyunke tumhare khushi se ziyada kuch bhi ziyada nahi ha"

6 years later.

" Yaar suniye naaaa"
" Ji Yaar ki gulab sunaye na"

She looked at him as they were sitting on their bed he was working on his laptop.

She rolled at her eyes and told him "mughe abu ke ghar chor di"
He looked at her " kiss khushi ma?"
" Kyun ma wese nahi ja sakti" she look at him with furrowed eye brows and pinched his shoulder.
" Nahi bilkul nahi" he yelped fakely in pain.
"Kis khushi ma"
"Madam ma tumhe sardio ma to jane nahi de raha tumhe" he looked at her.
"Kyun ma apki personal kambal hu" she layed her head on his shoulder and yawned. He kissed her shoulder and put his laptop on the night stand just as he was about to turn of the lights their Three year old child, Salar barged in.

" Mama, wo scary bear phir se agaya mere room ma" he look at her with red eyes and pouty lips.

Shehnaz sat up instantly, her motherly instincts kicking in. The door creaked open "Can I sleep with you?"

Without hesitation, Shehnaz lifted the blanket, creating a warm cocoon of comfort. "Of course, darling. Come here."

Her child scampered onto the bed, nestling into her side. Shehnaz smoothed back messy curls, planting a tender kiss on a small forehead. "You're safe now," she assured softly. "Nothing can hurt you when I'm here.

Sidarth's brow furrowed slightly, his gaze shifting between Shehnaz and their child snuggled up against her. He flopped back onto the bed, letting out a soft huff.

"You okay?" Shehnaz asked, sensing his mood shift.

Must be nice," he murmured, almost to himself.

Shehnaz raised a brow. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"I'm fine," Sidrath muttered, his tone less convincing than he intended. "Guess I'll just sleep on the edge of the bed now."

A grin tugged at Shehnaz's lips despite the situation. "Are you seriously jealous of your own child?" she whispered teasingly.

He shot her a side glance, his voice low but playful. "I just thought I was your favorite person to cuddle at night."

She laughed softly, careful not to wake their sleeping child. "Don't worry, there's room for both of you."

"Better be," Sidrath mumbled, pulling the blanket over himself with exaggerated drama. Despite his teasing complaint, his eyes softened as they rested on their child.

Next day

The cozy dining room buzzed with the clinking of cutlery and the gentle hum of conversation. Shehnaz served a fresh helping of rice onto her child's plate, smiling at the animated chatter about school and friends. Sidarath sat across from them, casually sipping from his glass, his eyes flicking between mother and child with quiet amusement.

As the child finished a mouthful, they paused, looked up with bright, curious eyes, and asked, "Ammi, when will I get a sister?"

Shehnaz froze mid-scoop, her spoon hovering above the dish. A surprised laugh escaped her, caught completely off guard. "A sister?" she echoed.

"Yes," the child nodded earnestly. "All my friends have sisters. I want one too!"

Sidarath choked slightly on his drink, quickly clearing his throat. "Well, that's... unexpected," he muttered, a crooked grin forming on his face.

"Why unexpected?" The child tilted their head innocently. "Don't you think it's a good idea, Baba?"

Sidarath exchanged a glance with Shehnaz, clearly enjoying her flustered expression. "A great idea, but these things take time, you know," he said, trying to sound serious while hiding his laughter. "It's not like ordering dessert."

"But if you really insist, then we will work hard on it" He winked at her flustered face.

Shehnaz shot him a look, shaking her head. "That's enough from you," she scolded playfully before turning back to their child. "Why do you want a sister so much?"

"So I can play with her and tell her all my secrets," the child explained matter-of-factly. "And I can teach her about my toys."

Shehnaz smiled warmly, brushing a hand through their hair. "Well, that's sweet of you. But for now, how about we finish dinner and talk about this later, hmm?"

Sidarth leaned in closer, whispering with a grin, "See? I told you I'm not the only one who wants more company around here."

Shehnaz laughed softly under her breath. "You're incorrigible.

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