The Billionaire's Protection

Chapter 42

In by high (7) demads!  :D
***

I stared at her 

Was she lying?

"Kaif-Kaif i am sorry- but i signed abortion papers already" She said and i could not believe my ears. 

"Hasti what did you do!?!!" I semi yelled at her. 

She flinched. 

"I- i thought you did not want the child" she muttered looking down at her feet. 

I ran my hand in my hair. 

"And what gave you that idea?" I asked her

"You had things going on- Ammi, Zay and Zaki are a huge responsibiility- another child to add on that- " said Hasti and i cut her off

" Hasti i earn Millions a week! How can that be insufficent for all of us!?!" I aksed her furiously.

"Kaif- please- we all know how much you work to earn that-" she said in a duh tone. 

"Hasti- its our child- my child-" I said and hearing this she burst into tears. 

What the hell?

"Hasti" I said as i picked her up in my arms bridal style. 

Her face was hidden in the crook of my neck. 

"I-I am - so-sorry" she mumbled. 

A soft sigh left my lips as i opened the library doors carefully and walked to my bedroom with her. 

I let her down on the bed and she stared out of the window

"Hasti, a child is Allah's gift, blessing to his parents- how can we abandon such thing?" I asked her

She sniffed. 

"We cant abort that child- how will we face Allah on the day of Qayamah?" I asked her and tears came fresh in her eyes. 

I wiped them off and hugged her. 

"Then if its your chioce-" I said and she cuts me off

"Kaif- when are we going to tell them?" she asked me

I leaned back and stared at her

She smiled back. 

"I wanted the child badly but i thought you did not so-" her voice trailed off as our intense gaze met 

I am becoming a father!!!  Alhamdulillah. 

I leaned in and kissed her forehead

"We must go and pray" I said and she nodded. 

We did our whudhu and stood up for the Nafl prayer. 

I thanked Allah for the blessing he has given me. 

And asked Allah for the safeness of my wife and unborn child. 

We got up from the Musallah or praying mat and set on the rug facing each other. 

"How are we going to tell them?" she asked me

I smiled at her. 

"How many months exactly are you pragnant?" I asked her. 

"1 month" she replied shyly. 

I chuckled. 

These were the few times i saw her shy

I got up and pulled her to my chest. 

"My darling- you will tell them" I said and before she could protest i kissed her knowing fully that soon she will melt into my kiss and forget the arguement. 

And that was what happened!

Minutes after our lovely kiss, we walked downstairs, she was pink and i was natural. 

Cant do much since i am not that tanned!

"Salaam ammi" I said and she replied

Zay and Zaki were in the kitchen and by the sounds of it, soon the kitchen will be a mess!

"People come in here!!" I yelled and Zaki and zay ran out of the kitchen. 

As soon as we all were seated, I nodded to Hasti. 

She went slightly pink. 

She whispered something to ammi and in return ammi gasped. 

I guess she broke the news. 

Ammi looked at me and i turned my face the other side to avoid eye contact

This was hard. 

"Kaif Zakwaan Shahaan- How in the name of Allah did you not tell us!?!" yelled ammi and i turned to her. 

My poor siblings had no idea what was happening. 

"Ahhhhhhh-" i said trying to make words in my mind. 

"You did not even go on your honeymoon!!!'' said ammi

Hasti went slightly pink and ifelt heat rising up my neck. 

I can't believe i am having this conversation with her!

"Ammi- its not necessary that all that happens at honeymoon- its not our fault that she is pregnant" I said and hasti nidded earning gasps from zay and Zaki

Soon the two crashed Hasti into a hug. 

"Awww congratulations!!!'' they said and i stood there. 

"What no brother?" I asked them and they shook their heads. 

"bhabhi is more important ATM" said Zaki and the rest agreed. 

Ammi had forgotten bout the whole arguement and was beaming at Hasti. 

I grinned at my family. 

Ya Allah keep them hapoy like this always!

**/******

Yup thats what happened!!

Comment ur reviews!!! 

I lov ya all

¤aaliyah¤