Over again

Chapter XXXV

Flying over Mumbai, Aaliya felt nervous. There was the city she said she'll never see again, but here she is. She did come back to take her son home, where he belongs. Tears burned her eyes as she remembered his tiny little fingers carrying her face, his eyes that made her every day, his laugh that sounds like the most beautiful music to her ears.

Shabana touched her shoulder and woke her up from her dreams. Aaliya turned her head to look at her mother. She gifted her a small smile before they landed. Shabana looked over the airport. She didn't remember it like this. So many has gone, and she's finally here. Ghulam came closer and took her had. He squeezed it just to make her feel safe and comfortable. Together, they stepped out.

The night was beautiful. Stars and a moon were playing their games. They felt the smell of the sea. They were finally here. Again in Mumbai where they left their most beautiful moments and memories.

Aaliya took her parents to her apartment. The one she didn't see for almost three years. But here it is, the same small apartment where she li ed some of her most memorable moments. She let her parents sleep in her bedroom while she settled down on a couch.

When she was sure that her parents are sleeping, she slowly took her black leather jacket and left the apartment. She drove for 30 minutes when the car finally stopped. She paid to taxi driver and sneaked to the house she was looking for. Barkat Villa.

The house was bigger than she remembered. Somehow she found the way to go around the house in backyard where was a pool and Zain's room. When she finally came there, she decided to sit and wait. Maybe he will be awake even thought it was almost 3 am. As if he heard her, Zain came to the window. He looked somewhere in the darkness. Aaliya felt her heart stop for a moment.

She forgot how good looking he is. His suit was standing low down on his hips. She almost could see it in perfectly. Moonlight kissing his perfectly chiseled muscles. His arms that hold her so thigh that night. His hips moving slowly, as if he wasn't walking but flying. He disappeared from the window again.

Just when he left she realized that she held her breath for longer than she should. Aaliya slowly raised up, when she felt on hand on her mouth and other around her waist. She wanted to scream when that deep, husky voice spoken.

"Shhhh.. Don't scream. Don't speak. Let me enjoy this. I knew you will come. I could feel you. I could feel that you're here."

He turned her to face him. She was standing eyes to eyes ti the man that she still loved. Her heart skipped a beat when she closely looked at his eyes, her hands against his bare chest. Aaliya wanted to say something but the words were stuck in her throat.

"I was waiting for this for so long. To hold u like this, to look at your beautiful eyes, to smell your hair... To taste your lips."

"Then, kiss me, Zain. What do you waiting for?"

He couldn't let her change her mind. Zain slowly pulled her closer. Moved the hair away from her face. Aaliya's hands run up his arms. She raised her head to better look at him. Her lips softly parted. Zain looked at her lips, then her eyes. She wasn't ready for it. His lips found hers in darkness. First one soft kiss. Soft touch of his lips. Then another one, and another one, and another one. He moved away. Smiled at her. Then kissed her again. This time harder. With much more passion tha the first time. Their lips moved against each other. Aaliya let out small moan. Zain didn't control anymore. His tongue parted her lips and slowly immersed in heaven. It met her tongue. One soft touch, and he pulled out. He was teasing her. Then again, one small touch. Pulled out again. Aaliya was frustrated. She pushed her tongue in his mouth. Zain gasped.

Aaliya's eyes slowly open to find his closed. She softly bit his lower lip. Then she smiled. Before Zain could react, he felt the sharp pain in his stomach. He was left on the ground, gasping for air. Aaliya moved away.

"You were right. I did come to take my son away. Not to stand here with you, Abdullah."
Zain laughed.
"You were always such a bad lier, Aaliya. I know you enjoyed this as much as I did."
"You are wrong. I didn't."-she bit her lip.
"Another lie."
"That's not a lie."
"And another lie. Aaliya, stop it. You lie yourself, not me."- he raise up and looked at her. "Come with me. Zaid doesn't want to sleep."

Aaliya looked down at the ground and moved slowly behind Zain. The house was in darkness, so Aaliya took Zain's hand to led her. Zain smiled.

"Stop smiling, Abdullah."
"No, Abdullah. I don't want to. This is one of the best nights in my life."
"Yeah right. As if I believe you."
"Of course you believe me. Because this is one of the best nights in your life too, Abdullah."
"No it's not. And stop calling me Abdullah. I'm Header."
"Another lie. You know very well Aaliya that you're still my wife. And as your husband I have all rights. I can do what ever I want."
"Something like..?"
"Something like this."

Zain quickly turned and pushed her against the wall. Before she could do or say something, he kissed her again. They lips danced that very well known dance of love. He stopped between her legs and she somehow found the way to hug him around his waist with her legs. He moved away from her lips and kissed her neck, earlobe, cheeks, eyes. Her fingers were in his hair.

Suddenly the lights went on and in the hall was standing Usmaan. He was looking at them. Aaliya still in Zain's arms, their lips swollen. They were looking at Usmaan in disbelief. He slowly turned his back to them and burst out laughing. Suraiya came out of her room.

"Usmaan, what happened?"
He couldn't tell her. He just pointed his thumb over his shoulder. Suraiya looked at the direction where he was pointing. There were Zain and Aaliya standing at the different sides of wall. They both were looking at the ground. Zain's hair was mess and Aaliya's lipstick around her lips.

Suraiyas look was on Aaliya longer than it should be.
"What us this woman doing here?"