On The Wings Of Dream

Chapter 40: MY DREAMS

"Madam one more push. Your baby is almost here"

The nurse said, making way with the scissors. I gave a one final push and the baby slipped out.

A gentle breeze, which i believed was from heaven fanned away the pains and dried the sweat.

I watched them with a smile as they handed the baby to me.

I held it very close to my bosom and watched it cried. Oh my God i couldn't believe i was holding my second child. I kissed the baby and prayed for it before handing it back to the nurses to clean him up.

"It's a boy!".

I said immediately Bilal rushed in with a smile.

He kissed the baby and read the Adhan in his ear.

"Mammy is this our baby?".

"Of course dear Adnani nah! Come here".

He came closer and i hugged him and patted his hair.

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    "Adnan fah!".

I scolded, coming out from the gazebo.

  "Mammy am just teaching Yassar how to ride a bicycle".

  The fifteen year old boy said, grinning boyishly.

  "Yes mammy. I wanna learn how to ride a bicycle".

  A two year old Yassar said, giving me a one-toothed smile.

  "Get up now".

I said, helping him up and dusting his body.

  "Mammy cappuccino!".

They said in unison, Yassar jumping in my arms.

"Let me call your dad to bring it on his way  back from work".

  I said, placing Yassar on the chaise lounge in my room and picked my phone from the table.

   On the first dial, i heard his tired voice, talking in almost a whisper.

  "Hey cutie!".

I called out longingly.

  "Yes baby. How are you? And how are Adnani and Yassar?".

  "All fine. They asked to bring cappuccino and pie on your way back".

  I heard him grunt and then cleared his voice.

"Ok i will".

After the call, i went straight to the kitchen to make lunch for the kids. They were on holiday and i also took my annual leave from work.

   "Pasta!!!".

Adnan said, rubbing his palms and grinning as he pulled out a chair to sit on.

I smiled and served him the pasta and served myself and sat down, placing Yassar on my laps to feed him.

  

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     I applied the maroon lipstick on my lips, pressed them together and rubbed. After i carefully applied the mascara and eyeliner, i smiled satisfactorily at my reflection in the mirror before grabbing the maroon MK handbag and my phone.

   "Adnan, Yassar!".

I called,coming down the spiral staircase of our new house.

   Adnan and Yassar appeared, dressed in a maroon coloured polo shirts and black jeans trousers.