21.Excitement

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Almost 1 year later
Keyword: almost....

Zyva's POV :

I jolt up from bed to turn off the alarm...

Phew......

I turned to see two most handsome men sleeping....
Mr Aarib Ibrahim and
Mr Ahaan Ibrahim

Aarib is sleeping with aahaan on his face....

Yes...

Ahaan my 1 and half month old son.. Mashallah

He has light brown eyes same as Aarib and other features as mine.....

Hahahaaaa

I am very happy as its our first wedding anniversary today.....

Aarib already wished me at 12 am but still I am excited....

Lots of things changed ....

Rabia baji has 1 month old daughter... They don't know that I know about it....

They also don't know about Ahaan not even asra.....

She rarely comes and we don't go there so its mutual...

Khala went to haj..... Her every plan failed Alhumdulillah and Aarib had to face the bitter truth....

He was so broken but after Ahaan he is very happy Alhumdulillah....

We are planning our reception daily but its not anytime soon....

My chain of thoughts broke by my baby's cry.....

I have planned a party tonight where Mohammad's family... I mean my family or asra's in laws will also be there....

I want to clear everything and just want my family back.... But it seems impossible every passing day....

I don't want anyone to see Ahaan before reception so we decided my baby will not attend today's party

Aarib doesn't know about the party thing... Hahahaha it's gonna be fun....

At night

All guest arrived besides my one and only husband.......

Where is he?????

I heard a honk....

"HE IS HERE"
I shouted not caring of my so called family members presence....

We switched off lights and here....

My hero entered..... I ran to him..

I hugged him tight and lights on...

He chuckled..

"Finally we completed one year together." I said breaking the hug...

I don't like wishing as its not allowed in Islam....
And he too knows it

"Yeah Alhumdulillah.. We did it"
We entered and everyone shouted

"SURPRISEEEEEEEE"
We flinch by the voice..... Asra came and hugged us...

"Happy anniversary Bhai and my dearest bhabhi"
She said cheerfully....

"I am your brother I think..."
Aarib said

"Leave him, come let's have fun bhabhi"
With that asra dragged me in crowd...

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I entered room after an hour to call Aarib as he didn't come down yet...

"A- here you are.... Aawwwww my baby is awake..." I locked the door and went to bed where Aarib is playing with wide awake Ahaan.....

"I can't leave him here alone.... Let's take him out...... Come"

"NO"

"Then no one will be here with him.... I can't leave my only son in this room alone."

"You go down I'll take care of him and wait for me... I'll be there after sometime... Send mahi she'll take care of him...... Now gooooo"

I Said pushing him out of room and locking it again.....

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"Aarib its late... Let's go back... What if Ahaan wakes up"

"Let's just see this and go"

Aarib dragged me from my bed to hall ... Party is finished and its midnight and he wants to show me something......

He went near table and switched on the lights....

I froze on my place.... My mouth hung open.....

He bought our reception invitation... O my Allah........
Its huge.....

We sat and he showed me......

Its undescribable....

Its a silver glittery box Mashallah....

When you open it... Its our invitation then it had sweets and finally some dry fruits its superb Mashallah...

"Aarib its... Its...."

"I know zyva, close your mouth" he said chuckling....

"But what's the need of wastage of money... It-"

"Its okay.... And its not wastage of money... Its OUR RECEPTION and son's first appearance so its final"

He said and we came back to room ....

I am so excited for this reception.....

I hope everything goes well.....

Soon I drifted into deep slumber only to wake up again by ahaan's crying...

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Assalamu alaikum.......

So???

Twist and turns.....

Ahaan...

Everything is changed....

Hope you all will like further chapters.....

Wait for next update....

Till then

Assalamu alaikum sincere readers
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