A satisfactory sigh escapes my lips when I stretch my tighten muscle after having a very good sleep. I rub my eyes to sit up when I realise I am sleeping alone and that Kinza is already awake which must be the first time it is happening after our marriage.

Cause it's always me who wakes up first.

I ruffle my messed up hair before dragging my body towards the washroom. My every muscle in me is yelling at me to go take a bath but I don't have any new clothes to wear and I will feel disgusted if I wear these again.

And just when I was about to ignore the bathing part I see a neatly pressed white cloth on the chair with a towel beside it. I rub my face before opening the clothes on to find a very comfortable hoodie and a sweet pant. A smile forms on my lips when I understand it is for me.

"God this looks brand new" I try to find the tag but they were smart enough to remove when the brand name falls infront of my eye a sigh escapes my lips. Did they really waste 1000 dollars at these, there are many cheap clothes out there but as if their son in law is a roaming model who cares about his clothes and only clothes they have spend time choosing a perfect outfit.

With a sigh but a smile I enter the washroom and when I find a new brush I quickly brush my teeth before taking a quick bath and getting ready.

I rub my hand in this comfortable smooth cloth nervously before making my way towards the living room where kinza's loud laughter can be heard.

I look at my wrist to see it's already 8 in the morning and this girl is easily skipping her college on a Monday morning.

Kinza's father grin widens when he finds me standing their awkwardly. "Son! Come sit here" I feel like I am disturbing their small family time since everybody has a grin except Zaina who is silently sipping her drink.

When Kinza's mom stands and moves to go sit beside Zaina, I take a seat beside Kinza who give me a sweet smile.

"Tea?" She asks me but I shake my head because it's already past six and I am not in a mood to have tea now.

"Did you sleep well son?" I lick my lip but nod not feeling comfortable under everyone's gaze. Kinza giggles quietly noticing my nervousness.

"I already informed my friend that I am not coming to college today" she grins feeling proud of herself and I playfully glare at her "I am sure you did" she nods her head multiple times.

"I am a disciplined student I do everything punctually" she grins at her own lies knowing how much of a lie her sentence contains and "yeah a very punctual student"

"Hey don't mock at me, I had a test today but I was forced to take a leave because you slept longer than you always do it's not my fault! I hate to wake people up when they are sleeping peacefully. I know the pain so I don't do that" she gives me some new information about her test and I am glaring at her audacity to blame me.

"Thankyou" she rolls her eyes and slaps my thigh and soon a warning voice comes from the otherside "Kinza" her mother glares at her telling her with her eyes don't you dare lay a finger on your husband disrespectfully or I chop that finger off.

The angry bird beside me mumbles something under her breathe before turning her face to the other side telling me she is upset.

Before I could console her my phone rings in my pocket. I quickly pull out but see Ammi's name popping out "Assalamu alaikum" she greets in a playful manner as soon as I press my phone against my ear.

"Walaikum asalam" I rub my finger against the soft material I am wearing. "Is kinza with you?" She questions me "yes?" I wait for her to say something but she asks me to give her the phone.

Kinza is already looking at me curiously, well, everyone is.

I pass my phone towards her after mumbling a confused okay at my mother's order "who?" She blinks her eyes "Ammi" I reply and a grin already forms on her lips wiping away that frown in a very quick move.

"Assalamu alaikum ammi! How are you doing?!" She starts her enthusiasm filled talk "I am doing good too...sorry We were not able to return, it was pouring heavily" she giggles after hearing my mother's reply and soon a blush creeps on her cheeks "umm...No No!" She hesitates and shyly replies, god knows what ammi is asking? I don't believe her, I won't be shocked if she goes to any deep extent with her talks.

"Here" after a small talk she gives me my phone back and smiles like a mad women all alone.

"Let's have breakfast" Kinza's mom speaks to which everyone nods, everyone acting as if nothing happened yesterday, as if both sisters were not stranding each other to death, they are acting so cool that I am doubting if it was some creepy dream of mine.

We walk towards the dinning table and Kinza's mom fills our plate, everybody quietly eats but Zaina breaks the comfortable silence "Ayaan?" I stop chewing my food and lift my eyes to see everyones eyes on Zaina whose eyes are on me, I glance at Kinza whose hands are fisted tightly but her face shows no hatered or shock. I gulp the food before nodding "yes?".

She bites her lips nervously "I am sorry..." she mumbles ever so quietly "I-I am sorry for making you feel uncomfortable I am sorry for whatever I said and did please forget it and umm I don't know what happened to me yesterday I just was not able to see you and kinza together which I know is so wrong but I couldn't help myself from thinking that you are still mine and after what happened yesterday I realised I missed a precious thing which was given to me on a silver plate and now I don't have any right on it so I should stop trying to do anything stupid.."a tear escapes her eyes but she blinks it away.

The air has thickened around us and I don't know what to reply. "I just want to say sorry to you and umm kinza too, if you can please forgive me for what I did" she sniffs wiping her tears and I am feeling so bad for her now. What she did was wrong I accept that but what she did yesterday by pulling me closer was wrong and not where she abandoned me on her marriage, she studied master's just to have a good job and when she was asked to ditch all the studies any body would have gone into a panic mode and for that I have already forgave her.

I place my hand on Kinza's thigh under the table asking her to confront her sister who is sitting with a straight face "it's okay" I give Zaina a smile telling her it was okay because even if I get upset and mad at her I have nothing to do with her, she is nothing to me except the fact that she is my wife's sister.

I squeeze Kinza's thigh telling her to open her mouth but she glares at me and shakes her head, when I give a gentle caress to her inner thigh, I press my lips to not laugh at her wide eyes and red cheeks, I raise my eyebrow asking her to speak, the push she is giving my hand so I do not go any further does not effect me and I push my hand closer to caress her clothed inner thigh, she slaps my hand and I can tell that did not go unnoticed by her parents, when they shake their head probably thinking 'nowadays kids' in their mind.

"I umm it's okay Zaina and I am sorry for hurting you physically too" she presses her lips together and speaks with some difficulty as she tries her best to push my hand away.

Zaina smiles at her sister and stands up to give her a loving, reuniting hug and that's when I move my hand away.

"I hate you!" She slaps arm and I laugh while driving the car thinking about the before incident and how her cheek turned red when her parents gave us a mocking smile and they made it worst when her mother told us 'not to wait and it's okay and that she can handle it even if she gets pregnant now while completing her studies' god that was too straightforward and that tells us why she is whining in frustration while holding her hot cheeks.

"It's all because of you!" She again slaps my arm and that cute little action of her's is only making me laugh, god I love this women and her cute behaviour.

"What did I do?" I try to protest finding this way too funny "what did you do?!" She gasps and looks at me with wide eyes.

I innocently nod before placing my hand on her thigh giving it a gentle squeeze which I am not able to do it properly because of the Silky Abaya she is wearing.

"Ya Allah" she hides her face in her palm and shakes her head "I will take revenge on you! I am not forgetting this humiliation" she cutely glares at me and I only roll my eyes at that before taking her hand in mine "But kinza I have a question? Like can you really manage that? Hmm? Being pregnant and studying?" She looks at me with wide eyes and the serious face I made so I look like I am talking about this topic seriously was soon betrayed when she gasps and looks at me with shock.

I laugh like a mad man but quickly park the car so we do not get into an accident "you—you—I hate you!!" She turns her body to not face me throwing my hand away quickly but from the mirror I can see her grinning with red cheeks.

God the thought of her having our baby is driving me insane and to keep my mind sane and drive without meeting into an accident which can break this sweet wish of her mother I lean forward to kiss her cheek before starting the engine to drive away.

"Husband?" She does not stop addressing me from this name and still feels shy to call me Ayaan, even after two months of our marriage.

I mentally smile when past incident of me forcing her to call me by my name comes in my mind.

"Husband I have a serious talk to do with you" she stands behind me with a serious face as I am wearing my watch I look over my shoulder, but hum in response asking her continue "husband's sounds infromal...umm I will call you khan! Yeah khan it is from now on when we are having a formal talk" I roll my eyes at that why can't she just call me by my name.

"I have a name kinza call me that" A shy smile forms on her lips in no second "I um no..Khan sounds good" she shakes her head and again makes a serious face or maybe tries to make a serious face.

"So khan—" she stops when I walk towards her she quickly takes a steps back pressing her lips together looking nervous all of a sudden when I did nothing "umm I just want to talk to you...we can speak with distance too" she blinks her eyes innocently looking so beautiful when she stutters.

I trap her between my arm, desperately wanting to hear her calling me by my name. "Call me by my name kinza" she shakes her head innocently but subtly as if didn't want to hurt me by saying no.

"And why is that" I do not leave her alone. "umm because I-I am shy and I-" she again stutters but once sees me leaning closer she holds my shirt tight "hmm...even after 2 weeks of kissing you like a desperate man every time I see you, your shyness did not go?" I lick my lips and she looks at me with wide eyes not expecting me to talk so bluntly.

Well, that's truth, I can't resist her sweet lips from claiming them.

"I—can we talk with some distance" a chuckle leaves my lips when she questions me the same question always I stay close to her when having a conversation "No we can't, now call me by my name, Ayaan" I spell for her and she grins shyly.

When she stays quiet I give her offer from releasing herself from this sweet suffocation which I know she likes it.

"Call me by my name and ask me to move and then maybe I can give you space" she looks at me with wide eyes and gulps down her saliva as if it telling me it is a very difficult task to do.

After contemplating for two minutes she opens her mouth "A-Ayaan can you please move" she bites her lips looking at me with those shining orbs that is dragging me towards her spell. My heart thumps against my cheeks for the first time hearing my name leaving her lips and that to so sweetly that I can sit all night hearing her calling me—that was so not me then why the hell am I telling such cringe lines.

"Once more" I beg for her to say my name again as I lean closer she gulps and eyes my lips "Ayaan" she breathes out at out proximity, bitting her rosy lips and that's when I attack them since I only have the full rights to bite them.

"God you make me go insane" I pull her closer by her waist, clamming her lips as I should, "what's my name kinza?" I ask against her lips and she gives me what I want by letting my name out of those lips again.

I press a kiss on the corner of her mouth but hear her mumble "This was supposed to be a serious talk" she whines quietly and I chuckle at her sentence "sorry can't help when I have such a tempting eatable wife" a gasp leaves her lips and she slaps my arm.

"You can start your serious conversation I am full ears" I move away giving a peck on her lips, after few seconds of pause probable gathering herself from the sweet and shy moment I put her through.

"So I was saying, I want to have a very serious conversation with you khan about you job" I roll my eyes with this khan, husband and shit again but nevertheless nod knowing that she is not going to change so easily.

"Ayaan, kinza" I remind her "yeah that only, so husband I was telling you pick me at 3:30 not at 2" she completely ignore me and asks me to pick her an our later "And why is that?" She looks at me with wide eyes "I did not tell you?" I shake my head keeping my eyes on the road.

"A rich famous businessman who is still anonymous to us, is visiting our college and is going to give us a speech since we are in the last year and in a week Campus interview will be held" I nod at this new information but mumble a okay.

She does not stop their but tells me how boring it is going to be or how she wishes she could have just dumped this class not knowing the fact that these type lectures are always interesting.

Well after hearing her being so against these lectures I am sure she is going to have a great time. Or I will make sure she enjoys it.

I laugh at my friend, Layla who is snapping back at the other girl who did nothing. She is such a short tempered human Being.

I comfortably sit on the table because it is more comfortable than the chairs for some reason, as I listen to my friends bickering which happened because of me, and me the culprit is sitting quietly enjoying how they are bullying each other.

"Kinza!!" A gasp leaves my lips when my Irritating Class teacher barges in looking at me with real fire in her eyes. Freaking hell.

I clumsily slide down the table to sit on the chair "Table and chairs are set for a reason Ms.Kinza, I can provide you with only Tables if you want" I groan and curse under my breath when she points me out like a devil when there where almost all students sitting on the table.

Partiality freak!

"If you are seated comfortably now, with your permission can I start?" She raises her eyebrows mockingly and I don't hold back but gives her the answer "Yes you can Maam" I nod at her telling her she has all my permission and that move only makes me get nearer to the Dean's office, from the look she is giving I can tell that, some little new born's giggle at my lame joke but all turns to look at me as if I was the centre of attention.

She scoffs and before she could insult me infront of the whole by shutting me up. Her right hand—Ms Cara who thinks she will be promoted if she plays this little puppy games by being by her side always and complaining about each and every student and teacher. Since my class teacher has some good relation with our Dean Ms Cara hits on her. Yeah and that's how the promotion chain is made.

Ms. Cara jogs in and whispers something to her which makes her grin widely—an ugly one, I am sorry for pointing it out. As I said I hate women's who are partial and everything they do makes me roll my eyes till the back of my head if possible.

A bright grin stays on her lips and she ushers her to go and I can hear a 'call him' probably the anonymous businessman has arrived.

"So students the wait is over the very young business who has taken his time from his busy schedule to come inspire you and motivate you with his words has finally arrived. I am not gonna instruct you like you are still kids to keep quiet, you know your behaviour the best and I expect complete silence and no bad remarks from Sir. Did you get that?" She makes eye contact with each soul present here if possible but keeps her eyes on me longer than need and I roll my eyes getting annoyed but dig my head down to hold them between my palm. Telling her she is annoying with my actions.

Everybody let's out a gasp and class shushes in no second the class which holds a strength of 70 goes into complete silent mode accept some gasps which can be heard clearly because of the pin drop silence.

I raise my head up expecting to see a man with glasses and curly hair and coat hanging on his hanger like body cause most of the young businessmen looks terrible, well my husband is an exception but an unexpected Exception happens with me when I see Ayaan standing their with 'I rule this place' look on his jannah face looking at teacher who is telling him something.

My snap heart thumps out of my chest and my eyes are balling out when I realise he is the businessman who is going to instruct and lecture us today. What the hell?!

I am still sitting in a state of shock and soon people start whispering at how handsomely good dinner meal he looks. I gulp my saliva when my friend nudges beside me.

"I know he is handsome stop eye fucking him" she rolls her eyes but grins at me "I wish I can get a chance with him, god he looks so handsome, I can feel those abs from here" God can I smack her or maybe kill her for talking about my husband like that.

Only if they knew. He is all mine to look at and mine to feel.

My breathe hitches when he roams his eyes over the crowd and soon it falls on mine, his lips curves up instantly when he notices me and I only look at him like a frozen statue.

And when he looks down and smirks, I know I am in a deep shit for not telling my friends about my marriage.