"Aliyaaa. Pweaase."
"Noorey Gul! Say Mama."
"Nope."
I internally rolled my eyes. She was five years old and she was her Dad's daughter. What he did, she had to do. So when he called me Aliya why would she call me Mama.
I heard a cry from the room.
"Keep colouring Noorey."
I said as I went to the room to get Rehan who didn't even sleep for 10 minutes.
"Hey baby. Already awake. Come to Mama."
Rehan was one year and two months old. My little baby.
"Aliya is this nice?"
"I won't talk to you until you call me Mama."
"Oh cme onnnn Aliyaaa!"
I suppressed a laugh at the way she said it.
I still had my back to her when I heard someone whisper,
"You can call her Aliya Mommy."
"You think she'll talk to me then Daddy?"
"Yes ofcourse baby."
"Aliya Mommy! Do you like this?"
I turned around and looked at her. And then at her Father and then at the drawing she made. It was a family drawing. Ofcourse it wasn't that good but she was my daughter and I had taught her to do her best no matter what.
Ali came forward and kissed my forehead as he took Rehan from my arms. I smiled at how he never forgot about kissing my forehead. It was like a habit but it felt new everytime.
After handing Rehan to him I sat down and kissed Noorey on her forehead.
"This is beautiful my girl. You can put it in your book okay."
"Yes Aliya Mommy, i'll do that now."
"Be careful." I said as she ran all the way across to her room.
By now Ali had put Rehan in his cot.
"How was your day?" He asked as he headed towards me and hugged me.
"Any day spent with my family can never be bad Ali."
"Ofcourse. My wife the amazing. Always finds the good in the bad. Let's go outside. And before you refuse, I already promised Noorey so you don't have an option."
"Oh God Ali. You always do that."
"That's because I love you all. And it's the weekend you know. We deserve an adventure."
"Okay Ali. Let me get ready."~Ali's pov~
The best time of the day is when I walk home towards the people I love. It wasn't and isn't an easy ride but every bit is worth it. My children and my wife.
They've given me so much to hold on to. And whenever I look at my children, I know that I don't want to be a Father to them. I want to be a Dad to them. I don't just want to provide but also be there for them on every step. I want to give them all the love that I can possibly give and want them to be proud of me one day.
And as I sit here right now, while my beautiful wife does her makeup and my adorable daughter changes her clothes in her room and my son sleeps, I know that I can do it. I know I can do anything as long as they are with me. Because family is my strength and they make this world a better place and add colours to the pages of my life everyday.
And i'll hold onto them and one day maybe i'll look back and tell them what life was all about and tell them that my life didn't make me but I made my life. That love, loyalty and family are important.
But that's a story for another day.
"Ali. You should really stop living in the future and start living in the present." Aliya said as she pulled me from my trance. And this was her mandatory phrase which she used atleast once everyday.
"Ofcourse wifey. You're right. Like always."
I gave her a cheeky smile and carried Rehan as Noorey came in, all ready to go outside.************************************
Andddd here it iss! The final final chapter!
Hope you guys like it!
Never thought I would be finishing it but here it is and its all done!Lots of love!
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