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Finally my exams are over!! Yayyy, alhumdulillah. Remember me in your prayers, insha'allah, I hope I will get good results..
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After Fajr salah, I was lying beside Ayaan. Staring at him, he is my everything. I kissed his forehead.
‘Baby, mumma never wanted to hurt you.’ I whispered.
He groaned, cutely.
I smiled, brokenly.
Ya Allah, You know everything. Please, help me. Give me way, so I can tell Ayaan the Truth, without hurting him.
I was my fingers through his hair, he was rubbing his eyes, then open his eyes.
“I'm sorry, I woke you up.” I whispered.
“Goodie morning mumma jaan.” He said, slowly.
Arhaan-
“Asalamualaikum my love.” Zehna said, kissing Ayaan's nose.
I was quietly seeing them from blanket.
“Walaikumasshalam.” He says, cutely.
She smiled, take deep breath.
“Ayaan, will you do one thing for your mumma?” She asked, her voice cracked in last words.
He nod his head.
“You really don't want baby brother/sister?”
He shook his head, pouting sadly.
“There will be someone like Amaira with whom you can play and lots of fun. Who will there by your side whatever happens, insha'allah. Trust me, you will love that person.” She says.
My heart hurts.
Ayaan was quietly listening to her, but his tears started forming.
“I don't want to share you and Abbu.” Ayaan sobbed.
Zehna eyes teared up.
“Okay, okay. Don't cry.” She wiped his tears, hugged him.
“You know, you are my first love. You are my life. I can do anything for you.” She says, crying.
My heart was crying, it's her right but for Ayaan she can do anything... It's not good for her to go through such things.
I uncovered my blanket.
Placed my hand on her shoulder.
She looked at me with painful and tears full of eyes.
She unwrapped her hands from Ayaan, controlling her tears.
“Goodie morning abbuttaaa!” Ayaan says.
“Good morning jaan.” I said, staring at Zehna. She was crying continuously.
“Mumma, pleash Don't cry.” Ayaan says.
It's hurting her so much.
I got up, and walked to her side.
“Zehna.” I called her.
She buried her face in pillow and cry more.
“Zehna, stop it.” I said, placing my hand on her head.
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Two hearts beats as one.
General Fiction"Just go away, you know that I don't like your touch. Then why are you here? You think you're his mumma? No, he will for sure forgot you when he will grown up." His eyes blazing full of anger as he spoke these words. "I'm not his mother?" her voice...
