"There will be no divorce, ever. So think before you say yes." His view fixated on her.
"I've already said yes." Her voice and eyes were dim, too much for anyone to not notice.
"I'm a cruel man so don't you dare humiliate me if you get cold feet and...
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"Reenu, come let's go upstairs, baba will be late I think." Shahwar sat on the floor looking at her eleven months old crawler daughter who was sitting near the entrance door waiting for it to open and see her father enter.
It was ten in the night now and Rehaan had not returned home yet. He had not ever once after her birth worked after six in the evening and would immediately head home to his most precious child. His daughter. Even the child herself was so used to her father being home on time that she'd eventually start sitting near the doors of whichever room she'd be in knowing a minute before her father would even enter.
Shehriyar was obediently changed into his sleeping clothes and was in bed by now. Though none of the family members ever slept before Rehaan would come. He was just late today. Pretty late.
Shahwar sighed at the sight of her daughter turning to look at her in small turns and then chewing her own hand frequently making sounds not moving from her position. She knew if she would pick Shahreen up and take her to the bedroom then her daughter wouldn't object or cause fuss as her she was just like her, coincidence for both her kids had been a change of events for Rehaan Kazmi as they had completely taken after his wife.
Even the physical features were identical. Eyes being the exception. Shehriyar had his father's eyes and Shahreen had her grandfather's, Siraj Kazmi's green eyes.
When their daughter was born Rehaan Kazmi had decided to multiply his employees salaries into three times. It had not been the same when Shehriyar was born though. He had been in complete shock standing in the labor room when the doctor kept on congratulating them for having a boy he had not been able to blink holding his own son in his arms. Shahwar had to pull him out of his blankness by calling his name out, and just once had been enough for that moment. He had then stared into the eyes of his child and kissed his head.
Apparently, Rehaan had thought that since his son was exactly like his wife, his daughter would take after him. He had been so wrong on that regard. The child was again another Shahwar reborn. Sensitive, loving and beautiful. She wouldn't cry, disturb or try to throw tantrums like kids would, Shery had been the same as well. They both had never really had any tough time being parents of newborns or toddlers either. The children were like their mother. Never demanding.
Despite of it all, Rehaan had only ever tried to spoil his daughter. It still never seemed to happen. Ever since she had come into their life, Shahwar and Shehriyar believed the man Rehaan Kazmi would turn into a completely different man around her. He would even use a different voice to speak with her. It hadn't been the same with the first born. Clearly everyone could see who was the most important to him.
Shahreen's babbling increased a little and Shahwar knew Rehaan was about to enter now, which he did, "Reenu, come I'm here." He announced the moment he stepped in and she crawled hurriedly but Rehaan caught her before she could go to him. "My darling, baba ki jaan, how are you! I missed you so much! I'm so late today, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, were you waiting for baba?" Kisses overflowing on her face from her father she just rested her head staring at him calmly.
