"And this one is very funny, yeh itna rothey kyu rehte the?" Laiba asked Qirat, pointing at picture of Arif crying.
"Bus inkho yeh dukh tha ke he's not the oldest or the youngest, har waqt competition me laga rehta tha" Qirat nodded feeling nostalgic.
They were sat down in Qirats room going through a photo album. It was Laibas second trimester now and she suddenly remembered looking at cute babies would make her baby cute, or thats what the myth was at least. She shared the myth with Qirat and they both decided to take out photo albums of their childhood. Safiya also joined them and all three of them sat down going through the album.
Even though Safiya was Qirats cousins daughter they didn't really meet much in childhood so all these babies seemed familiar yet unrecognisable to Safiya. At first Qirat and Laiba made Safiya guess who is who. And when she began recognising them they flipped through the pictures.
Safiya looked at a picture of a four-fivish year old Bilal, standing proudly holding a medal of some kind. She looked at him and wondered if their kids would take after him someday, a smile crept up her lips.
"Safiya Safiya, look at this ahhahaha" Laiba laughed, Qirat who also peeked at the picture laughed too.
Safiya took the picture in her hands and she saw a six-year-old, grumpy Bilal, wearing a bright pink dress, sitting in a slightly older Pareesas lap, who was smiling proudly at her brother.
"Pari in dono bhaiyon ko esa cartoon banake rakhthi thi, haha, wese yeh dress Laiba ne bhi bohat pehni hai" now Qirat held the photo and said.
"Kitni jaldi barey hogaye sab.." Qirat smiled thinking to herself."Lekin aap tho wesi ki wesi ho" Laiba winked.
"haha, kahan Abh tho me nani hogayi hu, aur bohat jald inshallah daadi bhi hojaongi, bus abh Safiya bhi kush khabri sunaye tho mujhe sakoon mile" Qirat proudly looked at her daughter in laws.
"Haina...muma me bhi yahi kehrahi thi, ke agr yeh bhi abh pregnant ho thi kitna maza ayega..humare bachey ek hi age ke hongey, sab dost hongey..kitne achey lagenge saath saath." Laiba added.
Safiya turned pink at the ongoing conversation and Qirat placed a loving hand over her head.
"InshaAllah" Qirat smiled at Safiya, who now turned red.
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It was a cold autumn night, all the couples in the Khan haveli, slept close snuggling with their partners to optimise warmth. well all except one couple, since the first time Safiya slept up close with Bilal she'd often do it again, she'd take whatever chance she'd get when he sleeps before her. And right now she was craving the warmth of his embrace, but he too was wide awake and it was annoying her.
They had been married for quite some time now, but, there was still a few things she didn't know about Bilal. For example, he was a very light sleeper and every time she thought she was speaking to his sleeping face, he heard every part, but didn't want to ruin it.
When he finally lay down and shut his eyes for a minutes she concluded he's asleep. She slowly held his hand which was closest to him with both her own hands and brought it up to her cheek. He smiled feeling her cheek against the back of his hand. He was going to open his eyes to see her against him. But he kept them shut when he heard her speak, she spoke in a very low almost whisper.
"Mujhey lagta hai mujhe apse mohabbat hogayi" she smiled kissing the back of his hand again.
She looked up to see him looking right back at her. She suddenly dropped his hand which she held and moved back a little. She shut her eyes and tried to act like she slept, to get away with it.
He laughed, he laughed loud. It was a rare sight, not everyone saw Bilal laughing. She peeled open one of her eyes nervously, embarrassed to what has just happened. She opened both her eyes to see his head thrown back as he just laughed laying there. He looked her way with a big grin on his face. Whilst she bit the insides of her cheeks, her eyebrows pinching together, her eyes holding worry and the apples of her cheeks and nose burning red.
For a silent minute they both just looked at each other. She broke eye contact first and ducked her head low in shame, only to be instantly tugged into him. She shoved her face into his chest hiding it from him, she could feel his chest rumble with laughter as she buried herself deeper.
He cupped her jaw pulling her head out looking at her. She batted her lashes here and there and bit her lower lip, trying to control the nerves. He run his thumb from over her jaw to her bottom lip, releasing it. Her lip bounced back up as he freed it. His thumb then made way to her top lip too, just tracing it. He want back to her bottom lip then, flicking it, causing her to chuckle. She stopped laughing as her gaze met his eyes again and she gulped.
He reached his head lower to match her height. And bought his own lips closer to hers. Their breaths grew heavy and mixed with each other's in the little space between their lips. His nose touched hers as she shut her eyes. He traced her nose with his, drawing their lips even closer. He gulped and moved back, sitting up. And she opened her eyes, her eyes as big as saucers as she registered what just happened. She licked her dry lips and too sat up.
"Mm..mme.." and she got of the bed trying to escape.
He stood and grabbed her hand as she tried to run away.
"Safiya. I love you..much more then you think, I myself don't know how much I love you..I'm sorry I'm not the most expressive of people..it may look confusing. But I've always loved you, since the day I understood the definition of love..I just.."
She threw herself on him in a hug, letting her proximity do the expressing instead. He smiled and pat her head as he pecked her ear.
"I've always wanted to do this, but I was afraid you'd not like me to" he said placing a kiss on her cheek while sitting in the bed and pulling her on his lap.
She lowered her gaze with a goofy smile on her face as the butterflies in her stomach grew wilder.
He gently lay her down on the bed and allowed himself to hover over her. Her head tilted to the right not being able to bare the intensity of his gaze.
With his index finger and thumb he easily centred her head again and smiled admiring her shyness.————————
MATURE CONTENT ⚠️ (Masoom Awam, see you in the next chapter🐒, y'all get the drill now😅)
————————-He let his lips trail down on her skin, from her forehead to her neck, to the little exposed part of her chest and shoulder bone. He let his hands roam the length of her body, all the way down to her knees, causing sensations to rise in every pore he touched.
Covering the both of them with the blanket on the bed he lay on her side. And pulled her body in a hug. She felt a little more confident, as the blanket covered them and she let her hands rest on the crook of his neck. Whilst his hands roamed up and down her freeing her of any material. He touched her skin all over preparing her for what's to come.
She hissed in pleasure against his gentle touches on her skin. Her eyes were shut in pleasure and she didn't notice when and how both of them became free of any material, just that one blanket covered the both of them from worldly exposure. She gasped noticing their condition. He kissed her, telling her it's all ok. She smiled against his lips and almost screamed in his mouth when she felt the initial marital union. He freaked seeing her squirm and gently let her adapt. In slow and shallow speed they completed and enjoyed a gift only the married were given.
Though it was as gentle as it could be her body still ached when it was over. He soothed her exhausted body by gently massaging her, even when he was exhausted himself. They decided to shower before they were to sleep. The shower had somewhat washed away Safiyas confidence and she again wasn't able to meet his gaze. He wrapped her up in a towel and lay her back down. He pulled out a fresh pair of pyjamas, putting the bottoms on himself he put the shirt on her, not bothering to make another round to the wardrobe.
He lay on his back whilst she held his hand, just like earlier in the night, between both her own hands and she pushed her cheek against it as they drift into the world of dreams.
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