Falling For Yazaar (Will Be Rewritten)

Chapter 34

7 months pregnant:

'Madam we could employ you but—' the woman looked down at my round belly and widened her eyes. Silently saying that it would be pointless as I would have to go on maternity leave.

Excuse you madam, my mother in law says that my bump looks good for a woman that is 7 nearly 8 months pregnant! So don't give me that look or I will reach across this table and snatch that piece out of your hair!

I smiled politely and walked out of the office. I got into the elevator then pressed ground floor to get to underground parking. I got my car and sat silently for a while. I was panicking, I was emotionally unstable, I was not prepared and I was alone.

I removed my hijab and sat back in my seat. 'Leena, tell me what to do? Mommy's lost,' I told my baby and felt silly after a while. I felt a kick and the sadness faded.

I drove home and greeted Ummi with a hug and kiss. She kissed me before rubbing my bump.

'He's growing fast,' she told me and I smiled.

'She...Ummi.'

She shook her head. 'No no no, I know it's a sweet little boy.'

I simply smiled.

I grabbed a bottle of water and went upstairs before going through my emails on my laptop.

I was numb, I felt no pain, no anger. The source of happiness was from my baby. I was 22 years old, unemployed and a soon-to-be single mother. My in-laws refused to let me go back to Yazaar or my mother. I would not have wanted to leave. They felt like my own family. Sure baba was hardly around but when he was, he would joke about the baby having Yazaar's big head. Then I would notice sadness creep into his eyes.

I heard Ummi drop something and tried to run downstairs but ended up waddling.

'Ummi!? Ummi!' I yelled feeling my heart beat escalate. I froze when I saw him standing in the doorway. My hand automatically flew to my bump.

'Yazaar...'

He could not remove his eyes from my belly for some reason.

'What are you doing here?' I asked and he remained silent.

He began crying.
No sound escaped his lips, just his tears falling silently.

I heard Zainub's footsteps approaching and when she saw that it was her brother, she stood in front of me protectively.

'What do you want?' She asked him and he gulped. His mother stood to one side, her face red. I walked over to her to console her. Yes, she was upset with her son but she missed him. Him being away only made her love more stronger for him.

Ummi went upstairs silently, leaving Yazaar, Zainub and I alone.

He tried to approach me but Zainub pushed him.

'Stay away!'

I smiled at her adorable nature and placed my hand on her shoulder.

'It's okay, we need to talk. Can you make me tea please?'

She stared at me for a while, wanting to see if I was certain. She calmed visibly as I smiled at her. She nodded then slowly moved away.

We awkwardly walked upstairs to my room which was his room basically and he sat down on the bed while I walked up and down slowly.

He looked handsome, with his light baby mustache and dark rings under his eyes. He had a bad boy look going.

I felt my heart ache as I thought of photos that Safia had sent his father of him and her in bed.