Where We Belong

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A family friendly chapter, out of respect for Ramadan.

Ramadan Mubarak (2022)!

qanootshahid14 pointed out that the name 'Farhad' was a perfection combination of Fawad, Arhaan and Ahad. It was unintentional, as I only wanted a resemblance to Fawad's name, but well spotted!

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Iman

There was utter chaos, the kind of chaos that makes you want to laugh and bang your head against the wall at the same time.

And in the centre of all this drama, lay a little baby, happily gurgling away, sucking at his fist.

It was time for Farhad Taif Bukhari's first flight to Pakistan, where I was going to spend two weeks with my parents

My husband looked worried. "Iman, it's a long flight..."

Because my parents had sold off their home here, Mama had only been able to come for a couple of weeks to help me out after Farhad was born. She and I had both stayed at the annexe connected to Hania Appi's house, because there wasn't enough room at my family home. Mama had been unable to stay longer than two weeks, and none of us had forced her too much either because it was clear that she wasn't comfortable staying, technically, at one of her daughters' marital homes, especially without Papa. But she had left plenty of tips and advice for me, and told me that I could call her anytime, no matter what time of the day it was.

As for my father? He hadn't even met Farhad yet, and I was excited for that meeting. 

Taif helped me pack our son's baby bag as I checked to make sure that I had all our documents. We'd only just received Farhad's first ever passport recently, and look at my little adventurer, Ma Sha Allah, all ready for his first plane journey!

"Taif, relax. Have faith in me. I can handle it." I reassured him. "Just admit it. You're going to miss me so much that you're making excuses for me to stay."

"I'm not going to miss your cheekiness." He muttered.

"Oh, yes you are." I lifted up our son, and pressed my cheek against his, staring at my husband. "Look at all this cuteness that you will be deprived off for a couple of weeks." 

Taif crossed his arms over his chest, staring at us fondly with a small smile on his face. "My adorable son definitely takes after his father." 

"Aww, your naïve misconceptions are so adorable, Taifu!" I smirked mischievously at him.

"One of these days, I need to see your birth certificate." He looked thoughtfully at me. "I'm sure the place of birth is located in another planet. You're truly an extraordinary, out-of-this-world person, Dr Iman Fawad." 

"Sorry to disappoint you, Taif, but I was born in our place of employment. I was literally born at my workplace. How many people can actually say that?" 

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Even as Taif walked me to security, he was still expressing his worry.

"Taif, babe, I will be juggling motherhood with being a doctor, and later a surgeon, In Sha Allah. Taking a flight with a newborn baby is nothing." I tried to soothe his worries once again. "I can handle it."