56: bundle of joy

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Highly disappointed with the votes and comments on the last chapter. You guys don't even bother to vote or even comment like whyy? You guys don't like the book anymore or there's something else? I genuinely want you guys to vote and comment.

ZAVIYAAR'S POV:

I was at the office attending a meeting when my phone pinged it was none other than my Sweetheart.

"We miss you come home soon." Message appeared on my phone's lock screen.

Her pregnancy mood swings are over the top these days. I ended the meeting and left for the home. I entered the room. And here comes my 8-month pregnant chubby wife. We didn't get the gender checked because Aaliyana wanted a surprise, but I still think it would be a girl. The feeling is confident.

"Yaad agai apni sweetheart ki," she said while pouting.

(Finally you remembered your sweetheart.)

"Array yarr office main kaam tha," I told her the reason.

(I was busy with work at office.)

"Hn ap kaam hi karo main aur meray see baat karni ki zarorat nhi hai," she said caressing her belly.

(You go and do your work and don't talk to me.)

She tried to sound angry but she looked cute. Such a cutie.

After a lot of convincing she managed to forgive me. It was almost 5 pm and we had an appointment with her doctor at 6 pm. She was snuggled into me.

"Aaliyana," she hummed.

"We need to go the doctor uth jao," I said.

(Get up.)

"Arrey yaar aram bhi nhi karne dete," she huffed and moved towards the washroom.

(You don't let me rest.)

She came out holding a pair of sandals she wanted to wear. She was adorned in a sleeveless black crop top with the same colored full-length body-con skirt, she paired it with one of my blue office shirts. She looked cute. She sat next to me on the couch.

My phone rang. I recognize the number, the property dealer. I picked it up.

"Yeah.... buy it... nah the other one... I know... you will get the money by tomorrow...," I hung up the call.

"Who was it?" Aaliyana asked.

"Property dealer," I was looking into my phone. She gave me a questioning look.

"I bought a 200 million dollar property," I revealed. She gasped.

"Omg, Zaviyaar! Why? We don't need that much property," she explained.

"It is for our baby girl," I caressed her tummy.

"First, we don't know the gender and our baby doesn't need that much property," she rolled her eyes.

"It is between me and our baby," I caressed her belly. She smiled.

"I shouldn't have taken these out," she said looking at her pair of sandals.

"Why? They will look good," I said.

"Arrey yaar they have these straps and I can't close them," she complained. Oh, she is right. I took them from her. I sat  down on my knees and helped her put them on.

"Zaviyaar ap na hote toh main kya karti?" she said.

(Zaviyaar, what would I do without you?)

"Aur main kyu na hota, jahn Zaviyaar hai wahan auski Aaliyana hai," she blushed. I mean where is the lie?

(Why wouldn't I be with you. Wherever Zaviyaar is, he has his Aaliyana with him.)

We are meant to be together, we were meant to be. She looked at me and kissed me. I kissed her back. I nibbled on her bottom lip. She tried to be dominant and I let her be. She shoved her tongue into my mouth. She broke the kiss when she was breathless. She looked at me with her lustful sight.

"Aaliyana, stop, we need to go," I said. Throughout the pregnancy, her desires were more than usual. She said it was her hormonal change. She was clingy all the time, I am not complaining, just wondering how much a pregnancy has changed her.

"Zaviyaar, I need you," she looked at me with puppy eyes.

"Sweetheart, we need to go hurry up," she huffed and got up with a jerk but then placed her hand on my shoulder.

"Aaliyana, theek ho? I stood up, made her sit, and fetched a glass of water for her.

(Aaliyana, you good?)

"Meray see baat na karo ap!" she was angry. I passed her the water and she took it.

(Don't talk to me!)

"Acha ao chalein," I placed the glass back and helped her get up. We went out. She was ahead of me.

(Okay, let's go.)

We've also shifted downstairs as Aaliyana shouldn't walk the stairs.

"Aaliyana, kya howa hai?" Mom asked. In pregnancy, we can easily tell from her face whether she is happy, sad, excited, or angry.

(Aaliyana, what happened?)

"Mom! Zaviyaar mujhe bohut tang karta hai," I looked at her. How could she say that?

(Mom, Zaviyaar teases me a lot.)

"Zaviyaar," Mom scolded me. What did I do?

"Aaliyana let's go we are getting late," I said.

"Mom! Main Zaviyaar se jo bhi mango ye mujhe nhi dete," she looked at me with "You are done" eyes.

(Mom, he doesn't give me anything I ask for.)

"Zaviyaar, ager ab tumne Aaliyana ko tang kiya toh I won't spare you," she smiled. I don't know what peace she gets when Mom scolds me. I nodded my head.

(Zaviyaar, stop teasing her or else I won't spare you.)

"Ab chalein," she nodded. We sat in the car. She opened her phone and started scrolling through reels. Is she still mad? I placed my hand on her thigh.

(Let's go.)

"Don't touch me," she slapped my hand.

"Sweetheart, I don't want to tire you," I explained. It is right. I don't want her to feel tired, I know we can have sex in pregnancy but I want her to give birth, get healed, and then we can have it as much as we want, but she doesn't get my point.

"Hmm," that's all she said. Soon we reached the doctor. Aaliyana was ahead of me, I was behind her.

"Aaliyana, how are you?" the doctor asked. She replied that she was good. I smiled at her.

"And your mood swings?" the doctor asked as last time she told her having a lot of mood swings. Aaliyana looked at me. I smiled at her.

"They are okay," she said, knowing that they are not, they are over the board. A nurse stood beside the doctor, she was looking at me but I ignored her. Aaliyana looked at her and then at me.

Okay! Someone is jealous.

"Okay, first we will do the ultrasound, then we will check your weight, and perform a test," the doctor told us. They took Aaliyana with her for the ultrasound. I still remember when we heard the heartbeat of our baby for the first time and I had tears in my eyes. They came back.

"Mr. Khan, the baby, and your wife are healthy. We will do the Group B strep test as she is now 35 weeks pregnant, the test will help us check her Group B streptococcus infection," she informed us. She again took Aaliyana with her for the test.

The nurse didn't go she was still here, why was she looking at me? Aaliyana came back after giving the sample for her test.

"You will get the result after a while," the doctor. The day I bought 50% shares of this hospital, our work has been done within a few hours. The reason why I bought the shares was they delayed her test reports.

"Aaliyana, you should continue your walk and avoid junk food," the doctor advised. Aaliyana nodded and she looked at the nurse who was looking at me.

"Zaviyaar, we should go now," Aaliyana said.

"Let's wait a bit for reports," I said she nodded. We moved towards the private waiting area of the hospital. Aaliyana took out her phone, followed by me. Aaliyana's vision left her phone when she looked to her left, the same nurse was there. She was looking at me. Aaliyana stood up and moved towards her.

"Keep your eyes off of my husband, I won't hesitate to pull them out," she insulted.

Sweetheart woke up and chose violence.

She went away, we waited for some time when the doctor called us. She discussed her reports. The reports were negative, which means she doesn't have any infection in the area tested. We left for home. We reached home, had dinner, and made our way towards our room.

"Aaliyana," I called her.

"Zaviyaar ap meray see baat mat karo," she snapped.

(Zaviyaar, don't talk to me.)

"Kya howa?" I positioned myself on the couch, she was standing in front of me.

(What happened?)

"That nurse was eye fucking you," she was fuming in anger.

"Aaliyana," I called her.

"Ap na meray see baat hi na karo wo nurse ke pass jao ap, she was looking at you as if she owns you. I would have killed her," she was angry.

(Don't talk to me and go that nurse.)

I took steps towards her. I made her sit on the bed. I sat beside her.

"Arrey, Aaliyana,"

"What if a guy was looking at me like that?" what kind of question is that?

"I would have killed him," I snapped.

"And you expect me to stay quiet," she complained.

"Aaliyana, yaar," I told her hand.

"Ap kyu karte ho aisa," she was about to cry.

(Why do you do this?)

"Chalo abse I won't do it," I said knowing I didn't do a thing but her mood wings are not her fault.

(I won't do it from on.)

It is because of our baby. She nodded at me. I helped her take off her sandals. Her feet looked swollen.

"Let me massage them," I said.

"No, that's okay," she persisted but I placed her feet in my lap and started massaging it. She looked relaxed.

"Zaviyaar," she called me out softly.

"Aaliyana let's sleep," I said while massaging her feet.

"No, I need to take a bath. I am sweating," she said but she looked tired.

"Do you want me to help you?" she nodded. I left her and went to the washroom, filled the bath with water, and went back to the room to take her.

"You won't join me?" she looked at me. I don't want her to get upset so I decided to join her. I helped her to strip out of her clothes. We both took a relaxing bad, Aaliyana was tired. I helped her shampoo her hair and clean her body with a loofah.

I left the bath tab wore a towel around my waist and helped to get out. I helped her put on clothes. She looked sad.

"Aaliyana kuch howa hai?" I asked her. She shook her head. I gave her a questioning look.

(Aaliyana, is something wrong?)

"Kuch nhi howa main theek hu," she was irritated. Okay, no more questions.

(No, I'm fine.)

"Main kuch hone bhi nhi dunga sweetheart," She looked at me with teary eyes, and the next instant a river started oozing out of her eyes.

(I won't let something happen to you.)

"Zaviyaar," she cried.

"Aaliyana, why are you crying? Is it paining somewhere? Should I call the doctor?" she shook her head.

"Main apko zyda tang karti huna," she sniffed.

(I teased you too much, no?)

"Ap nhi tang karo gi toh kon kare ga," she smiled at me.

(If you won't tease who else would?)

"Zaviyaar, I don't want to trouble but these are my hormones," she cried.

"Don't cry, sweetheart," her tears do something to me.

"You still love me na?" she asked me.

"Omg! How can I not love you Aaliyana?" I kissed her nose and she smiled.

I wore my clothes and took her back to the room, I helped her lie down. I too got into the bed. She carefully moved towards me, kissed my cheek, and giggled. I smiled looking at her. Soon I slept.

AALIYANA'S POV:

Zaviyaar slept, but I can't sleep. Sleep is nowhere to be found. I have been only switching sides. These past months were not less than a test from Zaviyaar because I have been troubling him a lot and he doesn't even complain.

He is a walking green flag, and he has been giving me the Queen treatment. Yeah, Queen treatment, we have left the princess treatment way far behind. Throughout my pregnancy, he has been treating me as a fragile glass doll.

I cry a lot due to my mood swings, especially in the third trimester. Today, when he was helping me wear my clothes, I started sobbing just because I realized that I trouble him a lot. He has been coming home early just because I want him to be here with me.

Don't even get me started on my sexual desires. I have changed. I have been more clingy towards Zaviyaar. I feel the need for him. I searched about being more horny in pregnancy and it said, sometimes women experience an increased libido rate and it is okay to have sex during pregnancy.

But, Mister Husband has been avoiding it because he doesn't want to tire me out, I mean I know I get tired easily but it won't harm.

Once I give birth and get healed I won't let him touch me. Huh! As if you will be able to control yourself, my mind mocked me. I know, I won't be able to. Only a few weeks to go then our baby will join us. Zaviyaar says it would be a girl, I don't know why. All I want is a healthy baby or maybe a boy because I want him to be as charming as Zaviyaar.

A sense of hunger rushed through me, I wanted to eat something. I looked to my right, Zaviyaar sleeping peacefully, I smiled at him. I carefully got up from bed, it was hard. I slowly moved out of the room. The hall was pitch black as the lights were off, I made my towards the kitchen.

I wondered what should I eat. I opened the refrigerator and my vision fell on butterscotch ice cream. Aaliyana you can't eat it, my mind reminded me. One scoop won't harm, I thought.

I took out the ice cream tub from the refrigerator, took a scoop out of it placed in it a bowl, and I placed the tub back. I took a bite and omg it felt so good. A moan escaped my mouth while eating it. I was eating it slowly to get every flavor of it. A figure appeared in front of me.

Zaviyaar. Shit!

"Aaliyana," he said in his not-so-good tone.

"Zaviyaar, one scoop won't harm me," I looked at him with puppy eyes.

"Aaliyana, what did the doctor say?" he tried not to scold me. I didn't say anything.

"To the room, now," he snapped. I placed the bowl back on the shelf and moved toward the room. After a while, he entered the room, but he didn't glance at me. Haww, is he mad at me?

"Zaviyaar," he didn't reply, okay he gave me the silent treatment. He lay down in the bed.

"Ab ais tarah baat nhi kare gaye toh kese chale ga," I moved towards him. He still didn't reply.

(How would it work if you won't talk to me.)

"Baby, your Dadda is isn't talking to your Mumma," I tried to take his attention. He simply looked at him and diverted his vision.

Okay, he won't talk to me. Fine! I want to talk to him too. Why do feel like crying? I don't want him to feel annoyed but I can't help it.

I sniffed.

"Hey... hey don't cry, Aaliyana," he got up and wiped my tears.

"I am sorry, Zaviyaar," I looked at him.

"It's okay Aaliyana, just don't cry. I don't feel good when you cry," Zaviyaar cooed me.

"Zaviyaar, I don't want to trouble you. I am sorry," I placed my head on his chest.

"Aaliyana, the baby is ours and it is okay," Zaviyaar caressed my hand.

Soon we slept.

I woke up, and Zaviyaar was sitting in front of me sitting on the couch. He smiled looking at me.

"Uth jao, we need to go for a walk," I huffed.

(Wake up.)

"I don't want to go for a walk, it tires me out," I complained.

"Sweetheart, It is good for you and the baby," he came towards me and helped me get up. I went to the washroom and got ready for the day.

We did a walk in our garden only. It was hard for me. Zaviyaar informed me that Dadi is coming back from England today. I was excited to meet her.

IN THE ROOM.

"Zaviyaar," I called him. He hummed.

"Can I get a pasta?" I asked him.

"I will make it for you," he informed me.

"But I want from that restaurant," I said.

"Aaliyana, you already know the answer," he was still looking at his phone.

"ZAVIYAAR," I almost yelled. He looked at me in an instant.

"The baby kicked," I chirped with happiness, my hands were on my belly, wanting to feel it again. This is not the first the baby has kicked but everytime the baby kicks we get excited same as the first time.

"Tell her to do it again," Zaviyaar said.

"How do I do it?" I asked. He shrugged.

"Baby, can you do that again?" I asked.

"Zaviyaar, did you feel it?" The baby kicked again. He nodded. I giggled, and he kissed my hair.

AUTHOR'S POV:

Aaliyana was due any time by now, the KHANs were eagerly waiting for the arrival of their first grandchild. Aaliyana still gets tired easily, but she couldn't help but adore the way Zaviyaar never lets her complain.

It was almost 3 am when Zaviyaar heard Aaliyana's scream.

"Zaviyaarrr," she called him. Zaviyaar woke up with a jolt. He was trying to understand what had happened.

"Take me to the hospital. Ahh, it's paining hurry up you idiot," she yelled at him. Zaviyaar helped her walk and grabbed her hospital bag.

Aaliyana was in pain which was making him worried. The Khan mansion was under great stress because Aaliyana had been taken to the hospital and they were also leaving they had also informed Aaliyana's Mom and Dad to come to the hospital.

"Zaviyaar hurry up it's paining a lot," she said making Zaviyaar drive the car fast.

"Zaviyaar if something goes wrong just tell them I loved them a lot," she didn't know what was she saying.

"Aaliyana stop talking nonsense. We are almost here everything will go smoothly," he calmed her down but was deep down worried for her. They reached the hospital they took her to the ward. She was in immense pain.

ZAVIYAAR'S POV:

They have taken Aaliyana with them. Here I can't even breathe properly. The whole family is here. Everyone is praying for her. I hope everything goes well. Aaliyana I know you can do it. I was thinking of all our cute moments. To dust off the negative thoughts.

"Don't worry bhai, everything will go smoothly," Zayyan placed his on my shoulder.

After I don't know how much time I heard the first cry. This is the second-best thing I heard because the first will always be their mother's voice. The doctor came out of the OT.

"Congratulations, it's a girl," fuck I knew it.

The doctors reassured us that everything went well with the procedure. When I inquired about Aaliyana, they informed us that she should regain consciousness within the next hour, or possibly even sooner. I went into the room and there I saw my home, my wife, my sweetheart, and our baby girl.

I knew it from the start.

"Zaviyaar," Aaliyana called me

"I'm so proud of you Aaliyana," I said pecking her head.

"Aaliyana, it's a girl," I told her.

"You were right, Zaviyaar," her eyes glistered with tears.

"Is she okay?" she asked. She looked tired. I nodded.

Everyone entered the room and congratulated us. The doctors came and handed Aaliyana her little version. She was so little, so tiny. Her hands and her feet.

"Bhai Bhabhi apne logo ne Naam souche Hain tu batao," Zayyan asked.

(Did you guys decide the names?)

Aaliyana never discussed any names with me as we didn't know the gender. We looked at each other. I was about to say something when Aaliyana.

"Zarah," she announced.

Aaliyana filled my heart with an overwhelming sense of joy and gratitude, making me feel like the luckiest man on earth.

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