Have you ever heard of saying that 'Dont lose hope in Allah almighty! Because if HE takes something from you, HE surely will reward you with the better or I should say the best!'

Once the life had became a real piece of shit for me to even breath in. Because sometimes it appears like we should rather die then have another breath. When dying seems easy than to face the problems. Every person out there surely have faced such phase of life when running away feels more comfortable than to deal with people.

But I say, life is not so worthless! In the end, it’s not the years in your life that count. It’s the life in your years. Because this LIFE we get is so not a waste that you could lose it for any pathetic reason or any lose. I agree, its difficult to pass that phase but remember that the whole night of darkness is always worth the scene of rising sun! And the day reminds you of how much lucky you are to have it and the night makes you think of how worth the day is.

So nothing in this world is unplanned or meaningless. We just can't figure out the reason at that time because we are so into blaming this life for everything. But what I learned from this LIFE is,

"Be faithful, have patience and be thankful"

Thats all it takes to spend this LIFE in a better way because at the end, you surely gets the reward. Just like I did!

These three little cupcakes!

Hahaha! Sorry, these three little cuties.

"God! I left you an hour ago to get ready and all you have done is sitting watching them?" And angry ifra came in with her not so small baby bump.

"What? I had to get them ready too. The motherhood things !"

First get all of your clothes ready, then do your own makeup, then get your 2 years triplets ready, give them to someone who can handle them for a while so that you can dress for a function. Yeah! You can call that a happy motherhood period of my life.

"Soha? Bhai was asking for his tie. " and also not to forget my 4th kid. Who is much more childish than Rayyan, Miral and Ashaar.

"Here. And don't let him be here! Stick orders! Okay?" I smiled and handed her the black tie. "Okay but when are you gonna get ready? It's getting late. The function is about to start. " Alia asked and I smiled.

"Just half an hour. You go I'll come with ifra. " she nodded and left.

I turned around to find the Aunt Ifra on her mission of handling these monsters altogether which is certainly not possible. Because if you pick up one of them the other one cries and if you pick two of them, the third one would surely not sit quietly.

"You sit. I'll do it. Just give me their clothes over there. " I made three feeders for all of them and handed the blue ones to Rayyan and Ashaar and the pink one to Miral. Told you, if HE takes something from you, HE surely will reward you with the best.

I had lost a child and got these three in return. Although the journey wasn't easy like a bed of roses. But it was worth it. And obviously carrying these triplets wasn't an easy thing for the whole freaking 9 months with pathetic morning sickness and mood swings. But I guess their father had to handle all this stuff. Well! He was the one causing it so he had to.

"Abbuullssgg..." and their language is only understood by me.

"How can you tolerate them altogether. Mujh se toh Arham nahi sanbhalta tha ab yeh jo aa raha hai is ko kon sanbhale ga?" Ifra sat beside the bed with her navy blue frock and long sleeves which was a bit too lose not to show more of her 7 months pregnant baby bump.

"You are talking like as if you had handled Arham and you are gonna handle the coming one too?" I closed the button of Rayyan's pants and looked with a smirk at ifra.

Apparently, Haarib was proven to be the best father who handle his child 24/7, can change their dipers, do feed them at night and play with them without anyword. And my so called friend just rests.

"Hey! I do handle him when haarib is in office. Ab mai kia karu if he is more attached to his father. Roo roo k daddy pas jana hai daddy pass jana hai. Plus let me remind you, I had to go all those delivery and horrible labour pains and not him!" She was about to cry that was for sure.

"Okay okay! He deserves it. Now call haarib and you go with these in the car. I'll be there." I looked one last time at my cuties who were looking so adorable right now.

I smiled.

Kissing their cheeks I placed them in the carry carts when haarib came in.

"Did you brought the icecream shake?" Before I could greet him, ifra stood up and the poor guy smiled weakly nodding as yes.

He must be tired of her mood swings too. I laughed as I remembered the face of Sheharyar when he reminded me of my moodswings.

"It's in the fridge. I came up because you called. " he said while Arham came in while playing with the kids.

Arham was 5 years old. While Zarnab and Fawad were 6 years old and my cuties were 2 years old.

These all were the real gems and the apple of eye of everyone here. Specifically aunty, mama and baba. Sometimes I gets jealous of them.

"No, you can go. They'll come with me. I'll handle them. You go. " I smiled while picking my dress up from the couch.

"Janab! I guess the queen should be given time to get ready for her anniversary at least. And don't worry. Bachay sanbhalne mai maine Ph.D kar li hai. Toh us ki toh fikar kare hi na na. Aur jab itnay cute bacho ka itna handsome chachu ( uncle) ho toh bhala aur kia chahiye !" Before I could resist, Haarib took the carry cart which was joined from in between so that we don't have to pick the three of them separately while Arham took hold of ifra's finger.

"Yay! Daddy they are going with us?" He clapped hands and I smiled.

"Haarib? Do do left the driver here. You don't have to come back to pick me up. " he smiled and nodded.

I frowned because his smile was mischievous. I rubbed away the thoughts and thought and went near the dressing table to get face ready for the event.

"Please don't make too dark. Just light and elegant is okay with me. " the makeup artist smiled and nodded. Sheharyar called the best makeup artist for me to get ready today despite of my thousand refusals.

Cant believe its been 6 years of togetherness. Zindagi ka safar asan to nahi tha par obviously this world is not a wish granting factory ! Have to stay strong for every possible thing to happen. Hope for the best and be prepared for the worst.

Manti hun dunya mai softness, politeness aur kindness k sath nahi jiya jata. Jitna achy bano gay utnay hi istemal kiye jao gay but you have to differentiate between Dignity and Self respect.

Kuch rishtay hoty han jin mai maaf karna parta hai! Bhul jana parta hai! Manna parta hai, manana parta hai! Gussa bhi hona hota hai aur piyar bhi karna parta hai! But what remains constant is trust and respect.

And that relationship is of husband and wife! Who have to spend whole life with each other knowing their weak points, there good things their bad things. Whatever it may be, they have to be together. But one should always make their relationship attractive one! Having a spark for each other. Bringing out the best in each other.

That's how my life is! From fighting to loving... from friends to lovers... from trust to respect! Whatever the circumstances may be, we both find our ways of solution to the things while being together.

Couple goals are not when you love and just be clingy all the time. For me, couple goals are when your spouse trusts you on everything! When you have a 101% understanding in between you two! And when you know what other wants and you fulfill it with all your heart.

Very little is needed to make a happy life; it is all within yourself, in your way of thinking

Life is not perfect! It can never be. But its best with the best people in it.

She applied the last touch of highlighter over my cheekbone and I gave a final look at myself in the mirror.

Smokey eyes with mascara that have make it more amazing look. The perfect winged liner. Light reddish pink lipstick and the blushon have made it all look like a Cinderella look. My hair were done in lose curls fixed over my left as always.

"Ma'am you can go change now. I'll fix your hair after that. " I smiled and saying her a thank you, I moved towards the wardrobe to were this heavy dress which was mysterious to me because we had decided that I would choose a dress for him and he would choose a dress for me for this day.

Neither he saw his tuxedos which I brought for him nor I saw this dress until now.

Ooohh! Okay! Now open this up sweetheart.

I took a deep breath and pulled the zip down of this black bag hiding the dress from me. Honestly it was difficult to handle this hanger and I don't know what's inside which is so heavy.

Oooo...Mmmm...Gggg

Okay! Now I must be dreaming!

No you are not.

Is this for real? He really really brought THIS for me?

The perfect Cinderella gown of reddish pink colour with embroidered floral designs on every fall of it. A thick embroidered border runs over the waisteline. What amazed me were the sleeves. Off shoulder piece of cloth with several falls over it too.

Altogether! The dress was a dream of every girl! Sheharyar really knows how to make me overwhelme at any situation.

I didn't knew I was smiling until I saw myself in the full wall length mirror in front. Shrugging the tingling sensation in my stomach I began to wear the dress with difficulty because of the heavy cane under the dress that makes it fluffy.

Okay! Now first adjust the shoulders.

Because I think he knows I wouldn't wear off shoulders to the party atleast. I expanded the piece of cloth up to my shoulder making the off shoulders a cap shaped sleeves.

Much better.

Now the zip! Which I hate the most in such tigh dresses. Hath hi peechay nahi jata. Ufff!

Why HE had to get stitch the dress in most tigh possible way showing all my curves, hugging my body like a second skin?

"Umm... maryam? Can you come in please. I need help. "

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She is really best at selecting the suits for me. But I had bet that you would be the one tieing this tie too sweetheart! And I like to win all my bets whatever you do or not.

She had strictly ordered everyone not to let me enter her room when she is getting ready because she doesn't want me to see her. Little did she knew!

The beasts never let other win! And I get whats mine!

And who the hell would look at my wife before me? No one have that guts when it's Sheharyar as the opponent.

'the way is clear for you! ' I got the message from haarib and smirked.

Here I come my Beauty!

I walked out of the guest room and moved towards our room. The room wasn't locked so I slowly entered only to find a girl standing next to the dressing table with a comb in her hand. I guess she is the makeup artist.

She looked up and me and I signalled her not to say a word by placing my index finger over my lips. The poor girl got confused but I was least interested. I signalled her asking of where my wife is?

"Umm... maryam? Can you come in please. I need help. "

Before she could answer a melodious voice came from changing room.

There she is! I signalled the girl 'that her work is over here and that she can leave' she smiled and nodded while moving out of the room.

"Maryam? Are you there?" Just wait sweetheart!

I closed the door and walked towards the changing room. Sliding the door, I walked in making no noise.

There she was!

The glory!

I had imagined her in this dress for so long but her now appearance beat them all. After all imagination can't compete with reality.

"Yeah just zip up this dress. I am already getting late for my own function. " she didn't saw me yet. Her face was towards the cupboard may be wearing the bracelet I gave with this dress.

I could still see her side pose in the mirror. Lose curls over her side, with smokey black eyes and ohh so tempting lips!

She mostly don't wear makeup so I guess when she does! It makes me speechless!

Her back mole was still visible and I smirked. My wife surely have her moles at the sexiest places over her body like at the back, over the shoulder...

"Mar..." Soha turned around and gasped looking at me. Even after 6 years, she still blush like a newly wed!

"What are you doing here? I told you not to!" She immediately turned around hiding her back over the cupboard facing me with wild expressions hiding the shy one which I know she is hiding.

"It's my room! It's my place! And this girl..." I moved forward looking her again from head to toe while saying,

"...is my wife!" Whispering near her ear I smirked.

She stilled like a statute under my gaze while I continuously and shamelessly stared her for God knows how long. Not touching a bit! But I guess, eye contact is much intimate than words or actions could be!

Placing my hands over her waist I moved forward and joined our foreheads in a perfect way as always! Closing my eyes. Our secret moment of closeness!

Inhaling her scent...

Exhaling my love for her...

God! What good deed I did to have this girl as my life partner. As my soulmate! As my other half!

She was with me in every ups and downs of my life. She forgave me even when my own mother wasn't willing to forgive me! Yeah! Back to the time, those were the days when mama, Alia, Zuhaib, Haarib! No one was ready to forgive what I did to her but SHE herself did gave US a chance for which I can never ever be thankful to her for my whole life!

Zindagi bhar k liye ghulam bana lia hai is larki ne mujhe apna! And I am happy to be at her service 24/7. Her smile is what brings the spark to my life. Seeing her sleeping beside me every morning is what makes me happy like a freaking teenager who gets his first love! Having her to cuddle is what my drug is! Addiction!

Addiction of her hair!

Her smile!

Her laugh!

Her mischievous grin when she teases me!

Her love !

Her way of looking at me!

Her nervousness!

Her way of making everyone happy!

Her tired face of handling my 3 little bundle of joys!

Oh and I love her even more for being the mother of my children!

Don't know if my whole life is enough to THANK God for gifting me this precious girl!

"Kia soch rahy han?" A hand over my cheek make me come back for my thoughts. Moving a little more closer until our nose touched I smiled and said,

"Yehi k how can I THANK God enough for gifting me you!" I whispered and she smiled shyly.

"THANK YOU soha! For everything..." holding her cheeks with one hand I managed to hold her more closer than we already were!

"For being a wife! For being a friend! For being a partner! For being my other half! For accepting me as I was! For being the mother of my children! For loving me without any care! For..."

"Hey... its okay! " I didn't knew I was crying until her thumb wiped the water from my cheeks.

"Please don't ever hate me! You can hit me! You can tease me! You can curse me but don't ever hate me! Because I love you so damn much..."

You know that vulnerable moment when you have alot of things to say! But only 'love you' is what you could make up to say.

"I love you too my beast! And I did everything because I LOVE you! And LOVE doesn't need to know what it should do or what it should not! Because when you are in LOVE, everything seems easy to pass through until the beloved ones is beside you! And I would LOVE YOU till my last breath!"

Holding each others face, foreheads over each other, heavy breaths and thousands of unsaid words wrapped up to only three words,

"I love you! And I am already saying sorry for what I am about to do next!"

Without letting her say a word next, I vanished the distance in between us! Being careful not to ruin her lipstick but what can I say! I am the beast and she is so irresistible!

Slow, devoted and sensual ! The kiss of our 6th wedding anniversary!

Kissing her a bit more deeply may be or obviously vanishing her lipstick, I had the taste of my love! She moaned in pleasure and I smirked. I moved back after I guess for so long of kissing to give her time to breath.

"Happy Anniversary darling!"

"H...Happy Anniversary!" Her breathing was a little raged and I smirked looking at her flushed face.

"Sorry again!" And this time it was nothing so sweet about this kiss. Devouring her lips as they deserve to be devour!

Honestly! This girl would be the death out of me one day!