Can you feel my heart?

A day at the hospital 👒

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"Everyone put your seat belt on and no fighting okay?."

Asma warned from the drive's seat before bulking up her seat belt and ignited the car to zoom out to the hospital.

"SalamuAlaikum papa!!" The triplets shouted as they got into Hameed's office

"Ahh what are my little peanuts doing here?"a smile blossomed on his haggard face

"We came to visit you daddy." Najim answered as he hugged his father.

They all kissed him on the cheek before they set to roam around his office. As Qmar was whispering something into Najim's ears Hameed's voice came.

"Okay London will take you round the hospital don't cause any trouble okay?" They simultaneously nodded their heads.

Taking his landline he dialed a code and called London in.

"London take them round the hospital,don't let them out of sight okay?.

"Okay". London led the triplets out which left the couple to themselves.

"Come here babe" Hameed huskily called

Asma smiled and slowly walked to him before placing her button on his laps.

"I missed my big peanut more." He snuggled his face into her shoulder

"You look haggard baby haven't you had any sleep."

"Mmm it was hectic yesterday night. They brought in many patients"

"I don't like this night duty baby. We don't get to spend much time together and your handsome face is getting duller." She complained and Hameed pinched her puff chin lightly

"Don't worry baby I will talk to the director."

"Better" she mumbled and turned to him.

"Baby I missed you so so much and that your little peanuts are stressing me out."

"Eyyah my baby let me pet you okay?." He patted her hijab clad head with his hand that now slowly traveled to the back of her nape and gently pulled her head towards him. Feeling his breath on lips and with low stead their lips met.

Hameed kissed her slowly with longevity but it later turned passionate with need. Straining himself he reluctantly pulled away from her lips.

Catching his breath he looked up to his wife with unfocused eyes.

"When we get home.." that all he can say as Asma quickly pecked his lips .

"When we get home." She reconfirmed and got up from his laps and adjusted her abaya.

"I brought snacks for you." She said trying to throw off the other topic.

"And some orange juice." She brought a jar of orange from the basket and kept it to the side.

"Thank you Baby." He said before he stood up to his feet. Removing his lab coat he walked to the office couch and sat beside her.

Bringing out the plum tarts first she placed it on a disposable plate and passed it to him but Hameed folded his hands to his chest,refusing to collect.

"What's wrong baby don't you like the tarts.?" She concernedly asked

"No I can't lift my fingers baby. So you have to feed me." Asma smiled because of his childishness and picked a tart.

"You just sounded like Najim. C'mon say Ahh."

And Hameed' shamelessly parted his mouth to bite onto the tart she held close to his mouth.