Minha's Shahmeer

CHAPTER 61

Assalamualaikum everyone 💜

I hope you are all doing well. I apologize for not updating sooner; I've been busy with my exams. I'm happy to share that I passed with good marks! Regarding the story, I will finish it in the next two days and then start a new one featuring one of the couples from this story. If you have any suggestions for which couple I should write about, please let me know!

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Minha Ali
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"Ammu", Maani whispered, making me look at him as he lay on Shahmeer's chest. His head was turned towards me, his eyes looking at me warmly.

"Yeah baby, tell me", I said gently running my finger over his cute chubby cheek.

"I...I missed you, I...i got scared when I saw so much blood", he replied his voice trembling and tears welling up in his eyes. He reached for my hand and held it tightly. "Please don't leave me again," a cry escaped his wobbly lips, and his small body shook on Shahmeer's chest.

My heart ached to see him crying like that. I didn't understand why this little boy loved me so much. Was it because I listened to everything he said? Was it because I always fulfilled his every small wish?

I leaned down and kissed his head several times, feeling his small hands clutch mine as if his life depended on it. In that moment, I promised myself I would always be there for him.

"Shh, Maani, it's okay. Ammu is fine now", I said soothingly, my voice hoarse from the events that had unfolded just hours ago. "I'm sorry I scared you, baby. But thanks to the doctors and Allah's blessings, I am going to be okay", I reassured him.

"Promise?", the little boy asked, his big doe eyes filled with worry.

I nodded and kissed his forehead, "Promise, Maani. Now, you don't have to be scared anymore", I muttered holding him close.

"Thank you, Allah, for keeping my ammu safe", he whispered making me smile at his pure and innocent love.

"I feel like a third wheel between you two", Shahmeer said, his lips curling into a playful pout.

"What do you mean?", I asked, even though I already understood what he was saying.

"Am i invisible to you both? You're busy making promises and kissing each other", he complained playfully, giving Maani a gentle tug on the cheek.

"Yes, chachu, you're third weeing", Maani replied, trying to say "wheeling", but mispronounced it, which made me chuckle.

"Yeah, I agree with my Maani, you're third weeing Mr. Mirza", I said winking at Maani, who stuck his tongue out at Shahmeer. In response, Shahmeer narrowed his eyes and began tickling Maani, whose laughter filled the once quiet room.