His Denied Love

Chapter 40

If possessiveness is the outcome of true love then anger is the outcome of true care.

Aaiza's Pov

I feel the bile rise again in my throat for the third time and I run out of my bed to the washroom. Leaning in front of the toilet bowl I puke it all out.

Standing up with wobbly feet and a dizzy head I wash my face once again, I wipe my mouth with the back of my sleeve and walk out of the washroom with a throbbing head.

My eyes feel heavy and my body sore.

Ugh! I was all right yesterday.

I pick up my phone from the nightstand beside the bed and call Naisha. The call rings and then it directs to voice mail.

Why don't people pick up their phone when we need them to answer our call the most?.

Ten seconds later my phone rings with a loud ringtone making my sleepy eyes go wide and I quickly answer the call.

"Hello Aaiza" Naisha speaks from the phone.

"Hey" I reply in a slightly cracked voice.

"Hey are you all right?" Her voice changes to concern and confusion.

"I won't be able to make it up for work today, I've been vomiting since the I am out of bed and after getting up I realized my body am sore, I am not feeling well Naisha, Lets take a leave. I have already asked my assistant to look after the work today. Okay?"

No Reply...

"Naisha" I say calmly.

No Reply again.

"Nay you there?"

I check the phone to see if its still conmected.

"Naaaaiiiisshhhaaaa" I stretch her name.

"Oh. My. God" She says finally in a shocked voice making me confused.

"What?" I ask.

"You." I furrow my eyebrows waiting for her to continue.

"Are You pregnant?" She blurts.

Silence.

"Aaiza, Oh My God. We both are going to have babies. Oh Lord I can't believe it, I bet they would be bestfriends too.. Oh what if I have a boy and you get a girl. Oh I would want your baby girl as my daughter in law."

I roll my eyes with the phone on my ear.

"Naisha....I am no-"

"I am going to be an auunnnt" she squeals.

"Naisha, I am not Pregnant" I shout through the phone and my gaze stops on the entrance of our bedroom where Maria stands with a weird expression on her face with a towel in her hand and thats when I notice Naisha goes silent too.

"You are not?" She asks finally breaking the silence.

"Nay, I'll talk to you later and the answer to your question is No" I reply.

"So you guys didn't make the whoopee?" She asks laughing on the other end making me roll my eyes before I hang up.

Maria walks in slowly, handing me the towel and turning back to leave.

"Do you want me to tell Zaid that you aren't well?" She asks turning to look at me.

"No, I am fine. Its probably because I ate lots of junk past week."

She nods her head before leaving and giving me her beautiful wrinkled smile.

I was about to lie down back on the bed when I see her standing there at the door looking at me awkwardly.