《Married To Mafia》chapter 61
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Amira Sultan p.o.v
" Tesoro!... Tesoro ! " Khalid called me from upstairs . I was preparing a lunch box for Sayra and Amir in the kitchen.
" Coming " I yelled back.
I grinned foolishly , finally he remembered today is our aneversary .
I opened our bedroom door as I peered in .
" Yes, " I asked innocently.
" Do you remember something? " I smiled at him. He looked devilishly handsome in a black kurta .
He is going to pray Esha in the masjid .
Alhumdulillah ( all praise belong to Allah ) finally he starred praying everyday . In start he use to skip but now , he doesn't skip a day and I am proud of him .
" Yes, where is my watch ?" He asked, looking for his watch, and my smile dropped. He forgot this is our first aneversary I mean I know it wasn't that best day for us but still....we are married and this is our first anniversary and my dear husband has no idea about it. He forgot how could he , but let me tell you one thing being such a kind wife , I am giving him hints but his dumb head not taking information probably
My temper rose as I thin my lips in anger, I push pass him took his stupid watch from closet and handed him angrily.
" Thanks " He smiled but I just glared and pushed past him .
" Have I done something wrong? " He followed me downstairs.
" No, " I said as I entered the kitchen.
" Then why are you not talking to me?" He followed me in the kitchen too.
" Why are you following me?" I turned suddenly and he stumbled back.
" I asked first," He said, crossing his arms.
" But I want my answer first " I argued back . We stand there glaring at each other. Nobody wants to back down but I mentally smirk when he looks away.
" Fine, don't say '' He turned and sat at the dining table. " Now I understand why people say nobody can win with their wife,'' he murmured softly.
I narrowed my eyes at him " Did you Said something " I put my hand on my waist.
He looked at me and gulped in fear " No, No I didn't " He shook his head. If it would have been some other time I would laugh at his expression but right now I am very very angry at him. This is our first anniversary and he didn't even wish me .
Let alone doing anything romantic .
I huff in anger .
I was glaring at the doorway where he left when Ibrahim look at me weirdly .
" You okay ??" He frown .
I look at him " No " I spat walking back to the kitchen .
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He rolled his eyes " please mercy on my poor uncle " he followed.
I gasp dramatically " so you think I trouble your POOR uncle " I made face at the word poor .
He stared for a second without blinking " wow you are really in a crazy mood " he muttered in a low voice but I heard him anyway .
My eyes moisten " it's my fault " my voice break .
His eyes widen " what happened "
" I shouldn't expect so much from him " I sniffles sitting on one of the tool .
Ibrahim sat beside me " hey don't cry " he wipe my tears .
" You look horrible " he added .
My eyes widen but it made me cry more .
" I knowww........" I whine loudly .
" Moor stop " he said annoyed .
" Moor ??"
" It's means mother in different language " he shrugged casually and my eyes widen .
" Yo- you think me as your mother " I was too stun to speak properly .
He shrugged and my lips shiver in awe .
I extend my hand for a mama bear hug .
" No , no , no , no " he said getting off the tool .
" My dear son ..." I cried and pull him into giant hug .
" C- can't br- breath " he squeak .
I quickly release him .
He gasp for breath " crazy women '' he fake glare and while we both laugh.
After praying my salah , I was sulking when Nafisa barge into my room .
" Am- Amira " she panted .
My heart drop " wh- what happened " I got of the bed hurriedly .
" C- come downstairs " her eyes were teary .
" Bhai... KHALID bhai " her words were enough ... For me to run downstairs like crazy .
My steps came to halt , what's before my eyes made me too stunned to speak .
The whole living room was decorated , why my whole family members were present .
Khalid stood in the center with a small blue box in his hand .
The moment our eyes met everything become blur ...
The only thing I could focus on his beaming eyes and handsome smile .
Slowly , he stood in the front .
My stomach did a somersault when he went on his knees , letting a gasp escape my mouth .
" Amira Sultan ... " He started " I know I am not the best husband you ask for but I promise to be better everyday " His tone of voice was almost bewitching .
" I know this day doesn't hold best memories for us but today I want to make this day forever beautiful in our memories by repeating our vows with heart "
" Amira Sultan will you marry me " My chest is pulling strings as he is making me feel all type of way .
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With moist eyes , I nodded .
I was too overwhelmed to speak .
I nibble my bottom lips preventing it from shivering while he slide the ring in my finger.
Getting up , he place a kiss on my forehead.
" Happy anniversary" There was a playful grin playing at the corner of his lips .
" So you were acting in the morning " I narrowed my eyes playing trying my best to remove the smile from my face but it failed .
He chuckled softly " mission sucessful ''
" Ok fine lovebirds , Imaam sab is coming soon to go get ready " Mayra yelled and my face become red with embarrassment as I realised everyone watching us all these time.
I hid my face behind Khalid .
Everyone laugh .
" What about your father? " I threw the stone in the lake .
" After I came back " Khalid took a deep breath " my whole house was burned down " I gasp at the revelation .
" He saved Ammi and the children but unfortunately got stuck inside , he sacrificed his life " his voice was low .
It's been a year since that incident , it took a toll on everyone including children .
That incident changed Khalid a lot , he became closer to Allah subhana wa ta'ala .
Now he prays more than me. It surprises me that the little bit of knowledge I gathered in so many years , he got it in 1 years .
After all Allah the Almighty guides whom he wills .
Khalid shut down his business since everything was illegal , slowly he didn't want to earn haraam money anymore.
I am so proud of him , I know it's not easy for him .
Ammi saved some money for years which she gave Khalid to open a small restaurant and Alhumdulillah he did and did pretty well .
He is trying his best to change his life for the sake of Allah the Almighty and I couldn't be happier.
My father said one day that no matter what long it takes , Allah always accepts our sincere dua and now that my dua has come true it feels like a dream .
Wrapping my hand around his arm , I rest my head on his shoulder .
" What about Hamza bhai ??" I feel bad for Ibrahim . Every morning , I saw his pillow wet just like I used to cry the whole night and my pillow used to be wet in the morning.
" After he got released from jail , he never came back to us , I tried to find him a lot but one day , I got a letter from him , he asked me to do a favour to him , to keep his children happy and never try to find him again " he revealed .
" Ibrahim had hoped that his father would return one day but day by day , he lost his hope and the childness in him " he sighs, throwing another stone in the lake .
" I was busy , I couldn't take care of these kids , Ammi left us . Everyone was fighting their own battle . Humza , Ammi and I we only thought about ourselves and left Ibrahim, Amir and Sayra on their own but Ibrahim in such a small age become mother and father of Sayra and Amir " he look at me with a smile " that boy hold all the pain alone and didn't even let Sayra and Amir had one percent of it "
" He took care of them when we all failed " his voice cracked, he looked down .
Slowly I made him look at me " I took his childhood Amira " he whispered brokenly .
I shook my head wiping his tears " sometimes ..... situation wasn't in our hand Khalid but at the end Allah the Almighty do all those things for our own good , we just need to have faith "
Nodding his head , he clasped his hand with mine " you are the best thing that happened to me " he kissed my forehead.
I bite my lip shyly " umm... well there is another best thing that is going to happen to you "
His eyebrows knitted together " like what "
I blush looking down .
" Tesoro ??"
My cheeks blared up with heat , slowly I took my hand and put it on my stomach .
" I think Sayra , Amir and Ibrahim are going to have siblings " I giggled while waiting for his reaction .
For a second , his gaze was confusing....
Oh no ! What if he is not happy ??
Suddenly he grabbed my face between his hands and took me by surprise .
" Are you serious ?? " He asks in disbelief .
I nodded softly , his face broke into a huge smile , he stood up .
" I am going to be a father ??"
" I AM GOING TO BE A FATHER " He shouted at the top of his lungs , while I giggled at his excitement .
" I love you... I love you ... I love you so much Tesoro " he hugged tightly .
" C-cant breath " I choke .
" Oh sorry sorry " he caressed my cheek.
" We are going to be parents " we stared into each other's eyes not believing that 1 year back , how impossible it looked but see now .
" We are going to be parents " I repeat sniffling .
At this moment we just gaze into each other's eyes lovingly .
Slowly Khalid rests his head on mine as we savour the moment hoping to come like this many more .
I guess this is life at the end ... everything falls back to place .
All we have to do is be patience .
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