57: more mood swings?

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Here we go. Last chapter of the Book. Epilogue is yet to come! I need comments!!! I'm crying byee

AALIYANA'S POV:

As I reached for my phone and unlocked the screen, I was greeted by a heartwarming wallpaper capturing a precious moment. The image featured us: Zaviyaar, Zara, and myself. Zaviyaar's eyes were filled with affection as he looked at me, while Zara gazed at us with her endearing little doe eyes. It was a beautiful reminder of our bond.

I smiled looking at the wallpaper. Zaviyaar says Zara looks like me and I agree with him, but her attitude and behavior are the same as Zaviyaar. She leaves me dumbfounded. A knock on my cabin broke my thoughts.

"Ma'am we need your signatures on these files," Maryam entered my cabin and handed me some files. I nodded at her and she left.

Three years back when Zara turned one, I normally told Zaviyaar that I always wanted to build up my own software company and he took it seriously. He encouraged me a lot from the beginning and here we are with my own company ARVIZ SOLUTIONS. Starting this company was a dream come true for me. If I hadn't had Zaviyaar it wouldn't be even possible for me as he used to look after Zarah with his office work.

Zaviyaar has been a great husband and of course, he had to be a great Father.

Zara loves him a lot. She's a Dadda's girl. I know she loves him more than me and I don't mind that.

Initials days were hard on me but he helped me through it. He invested in my company at the start, I wanted to stop but he didn't. How could he? He is the Zaviyaar Aqib Khan. I looked through the files, they had some mistakes I returned them. My phone rang, it was none other than my Mister Huband. I picked it.

"Sweetheart," I hummed, side by side I was packing my stuff. I needed to go back home.

"Are you free?" he asked.

"No, I have a meeting," I lied because I wanted to surprise him.

"I thought to pick you up, I was going home," he is going home this early. It is only 3 pm.

"You go, I will be back in a few hours," I picked up my car keys.

"Okay, take care and I love you, sweetheart," I smiled.

"I love you more," I cut the call and moved out of my cabin.

"Ma'am Mr. Roy wanted to have a meeting," my pa; personal assistant informed me. Mr. Roy owns a well-known software house, and I am genuinely nervous and excited to collaborate with him on our next project.

"Adjust the meeting in the upcoming week," I said.

I asked the guard for the car keys, he handed me them and I started driving towards home. When I saw a gift shop, I stopped the car and went in. I bought a teddy bear for Zara. My baby girl loves teddy bears.

Zara is an understanding child, she is a bit spoiled according to me because Zaviyaar gets everything she wants and never lets me scold her.

It took me a while to reach home. I parked the car and saw Zaviyaar's car. I entered the hall. Mom and Dad were as usual sitting there. They love Zarah a bit too much. She is their first grandchild and will always stay special to them that's what they say. They told me that Zaviyaar and Zara were upstairs.

I moved towards the staircase and ascended the stairs. I opened the door, the sight before me was all I could ask for. Zaviyaar was talking to Zara and she was giggling, he was smiling all the time. My poor heart.

ZAVIYAAR'S POV:

"Baba!" my three-and-a-half-year-old baby girl called me.

"Yes, my little sweetheart," I picked her up in my arms. She is the same as Aaliyana, so pretty, so adorable, so small. She looked gloomy maybe because she just woke up.

"I couldn't find mumma," she was sad. Aaliyana had a meeting in the morning she left without meeting her.

"Because she left for the office," she nodded. Zara is an obedient girl she never complains if Aaliyana is busy with work.

Aaliyana started her own company ARVIZ SOLUTIONS when Zara turned one, I didn't know before that she always wanted to own a company, but when she told me I made sure she owned a company of her own.

My sweetheart is the best wife and the best mother too.

"Baba, why are you smiling?" I didn't realize I was smiling. I shook my head.

"Let's get you dressed up," she nodded, I pecked her cheeks, and she giggled. I ain't wrong when I say she's a little version of Aaliyana. I took her to the washroom and helped her take a bath.  Aaliyana says she is spoiled and I have spoiled her. I mean if she wants anything I will get it for her.

"Baba," she called me. I hummed.

"You know mumma loves you," Zarah said in her cute baby voice.

"Yes, I know baby," I pecked her forehead and she giggled. She loves it when we peck her.

"Do you love mumma?" I nodded and I took her out. We went downstairs and she chirped seeing, Mom and Dad.

"Dadu, Dadi," she opened her arms to tell them to pick her up.

"Arrey mera bacha," Mom cooed her. She had a huge grin on her face. Mom placed her in her lap.

"Dadu," Dad nodded. He looked at her with loving eyes. Zara is the apple of their eyes they adore her a lot.

"Did you brwingg me the toffee?" Zarah and her obsession with toffee. She wants to eat him all the time. (Bring)

"Zara, no candies in the morning, first have your breakfast," I said while taking the coffee. Her face fell.

"I will give you the candy after he's gone," Dad tried to whisper but I heard. Zara grinned. Aaliyana thinks I am spoiling her, she should look at Mom and Dad.

"Dad," he didn't pay attention to me. I glanced at my watch telling me I was getting late for my office. It was already 10 am.

"Zara, I am going to the office, don't trouble your grandparents and I love you," I picked her up and kissed her cheek. She again giggled.

"I love you too, Baba," she placed a peck on my cheek. Aww, my baby.

I went to the office. It was kind of a free day as I didn't have any meetings except for one. I checked a few of my files and it was the time for the meeting I left for that. I attended and checked some emails and replied to them.

I guess I have to go on a business trip. I should have Aaliyana and Zara with me. Let me see the details of the trip and then I will plan it and surprise Aaliyana. I called Aaliyana to check if she was free but she had a meeting. So I went home, but before going home. I bought a lot when I say I mean a lot of candies and chocolates for Zara and a bouquet of roses for Aaliyana.

I went home and no one was in the hall. I moved towards Mom and Dad's room. No one was there either. I knocked at Zayyan's room but it was locked. I went towards her nursery.

Aaliyana and I had designed it ourselves. We had put a lot of effort into it. It had a pink unicorn theme and it looked good. I entered her nursery and she was crying in her cot. Why is she crying?

"Baba," she cried. Omg! I couldn't see her crying. I almost ran towards and picked her up.

"Why are you crying?" she hid her head in my chest and sobbed.

"I was alone," she sniffed. Oh! My baby.

"Stop crying my little sweetheart," I wiped her tears.

"Is Mumma back?" Aaliyana, come home she wants you. I shook my head. Her face fell and tears escaped her eyes. Whenever she cries she reminds me of Aaliyana. The way she used to cry when was pregnant with Zara. What a journey it was.

"Zara look I bought candies for you," I showed her the bag I was holding. She smiled with tears in her eyes. I was taking her to our room.

"Baba, let's take Mister Bear with us," she pointed towards one of her teddies. Zara and her never-ending love for teddies and Aaliyana buys her every teddy she sees. I took her Mister Bear with me and moved out of her nursery. She had stopped crying by now.

"Baba when will Mumma come back?" I know she misses Aaliyana.

"She will be back soon," we entered our room. I placed her on the bed and sat with her.

"Baba," she called me. I looked at her. She pointed towards the bag that had candies for her. Oh, my baby.

I opened the bag and gave her one. She showed me her toothy grin. I tore the wrapper, she took it using her small adorable hands and shoved it into her mouth.

"Is it good?" I asked and she bounced her tiny head. I pecked her hair. I was about to call Aaliyana when I realized maybe she was in her meeting. I heard Zara giggle.

"Baba, look mister bear is too soft," she giggled, feeling her teddy bear's softness. I smiled looking at her. I heard someone entering the room. I looked up to Aaliyana standing.

She looked breathtaking. She was dressed up in a white collar shirt and grey dress pants, she looked mesmerizing. I mean the idea of a second child won't harm us. Zara will get a baby brother or a baby sister.

"Mumma," Zara almost jumped in happiness.

"Mera bacha," Aaliyana picked her up and started pecking her face with small kisses and Zara kept on giggling. (My baby.)

"Mumma I missed you," Zara pecked her cheek.

"Oh, my baby Mumma missed you too love," Aaliyana looked at her with dreamy eyes. My whole heart.

"Sweetheart," I called her and she looked at me.

"Sweitheaartt," Zara tried to copy what I said and we chuckled.

Aaliyana and Zara, both sat on bed. Aaliyana looked at me. Zara was busy playing with her teddy.

"Didn't you have a meeting?" I raised my brows.

"I wanted to surprise you guys," she shook her head.

"Zara, look what Mumma brought for you," Aaliyana took out the teddy bear from the bag.

"That's soooh pwetty," Zara took it. Aaliyana smiled looking at it.

"Mumma, it's soft too just like Mister Bear," she said.

"Zara what do you say when someone brings something for you," Aaliyana asked her.

"Thank you, Mumma," Aaliyana kissed her hair. Aaliyana went to the washroom and told me to look after her.

I made Zara comfortable in bed, she was busy playing with her teddies. I surrounded her with pillows so that she wouldn't fall. I went in the washroom to Aaliyana. She was standing in front of the mirror taking off her watch.

She looked at me through the reflection of the mirror. I hugged her from behind and nuzzled my face into the crock of her neck. I inhaled her scents she shivered a bit.

"Zav... Zaviyaar Zara is... alone," she managed to say.

"She's playing," my head still tucked in her neck.

"Zaviyaar, let me get freshen," she turned around and looked at me.

"Let me help you then," I said.

"Zaviyaar," she rolled her eyes.

"Sweetheart, it's been days. I want to be inside of you," I again nuzzled my head in her neck. She sighed.

"Zaviyaarrrr," she called me out.

"You look so fuckable right now," I said looking into her eyes.

"You know I can't control when you talk dirty to me," she pressed her lips on mine.

The kiss wasn't a slow and sweet one. It was a toe-curling passionate one. Aaliyana moved her hands to my hair and I picked her up her legs wrapped around my torso. I placed her on the counter of the washroom.

The kiss showed the depth of our desires for each other. We continued the kiss until we felt a metallic taste of blood and Aaliyana broke the kiss as she was breathless. Our chest heaved up and down trying to catch our breath.

"I love you, Mister Husband," she pecked my lips.

"I love you more sweetheart," I was about to lean in for a kiss when we heard a knock on the door.

"Mumma, Baba," Zarah called us.

"You go I'll come after getting freshed," she controlled her laugh. I rolled my eyes at her and went out.

"What happened baby?" I picked her.

"What you doing baba?" she asked.

"I was helping your Mumma with something," she nodded.

"Take me to Dadu, he must be waiting for me," I nodded at her. It is their daily ritual kinda thing that Dad and Zara go for a walk and she comes back with flowers for every lady in the house. From Mom to every lady worker. Everyone adores her.

I gave her to Dad and they went out. I went back into the room. Aaliyana was there holding the bouquet I had bought for her. She looked at me and mouthed a thank you. I went to the washroom to get freshen up. I came back and Aaliyana was at her laptop doing something. She looked stressed.

"Aaliyana koi problem hai?" I sat next to her. (Aaliyana, is there any problem?)

"Problem ka toh pata bhi pr meri har problem ka solution ap ho," she pecked my lips. I felt my neck and cheeks get warm. No, no I am not blushing. (I don't know about the problem but you are the solution to my every problem.)

Aaliyana finished her and work, now she was scrolling through her phone. My phone rang informing me about a call from my manager. I picked it up and went out. He told me about the meetings and stuff. I ended the call and went inside the room.

My sight fell on Aaliyana's phone she was looking at pictures of some babies on the phone. I guess she doesn't know I am standing right behind her.

"If you want I can put one of these cute-looking babies in your tummy," I smirked and she glared at me.

Again a knock interrupted us. Zayyan entered with Zara. She ran towards Aaliyana and gave her a flower Aaliyana pecked her. It was already dinner time we went down.

We had dinner with everyone and went back to our room.

"Zaviyaar I'll be back after making Zara sleep," she informed me. I wished Zara goodnight.

AALIYANA'S POV:

I took Zara to her nursery to make her sleep. She didn't take long to sleep. I placed her in the cot and went out. I could see her through the baby monitor we have in our room. I went toward our room. Zaviyaar was busy doing his work on his laptop. He looked undeniably hot.

His glasses are on his face, his legs are apart from each other, and his laptop is placed on his thighs making his physique look hot. I should be the one sitting on his lap not his useless laptop. I went to the washroom to change into my nightdress. I did a bit of skincare and went to the closet to change into something.

I was troubled to find what to wear then my red satin nightgown caught my attention. It ain't a bad idea to wear it, without a second wore it. It was a V-necked sleeveless gown that reached my knees, it had a satin robe to go with it in the same color.

I moved out of the closet. He was still busy working on his laptop. I sat on the bed and started applying my lavender-scented shea butter lotion. He finally looked at me, he wasn't able to look back. I took slow steps toward him. I shoved his laptop aside and sat on his lap.

He caressed my lips with his thumb slowly. I intentionally licked my tongue on his thumb. I knew we both wanted each other. I was craving for his touch. I wanted him to do things to me. I looked at him with my eyes filled with desire and lust. Just kiss me already you idiot. His hand moved towards my inner thigh he sensually moved his hand. A smirk was dancing on his lips.

"Zav... Zaviyaar," I called him which came out as a moan.

"What do you want, Sweetheart?" he smirked. He is doing this intentionally, knowing I want him.

"I was thinking... uhmm... one more child won't do any harm," he didn't say anything.

"Zara... uhm.. would.. get a baby brother or maybe a sister," he still didn't say anything. How could he?

"Side hatto yaar," he didn't let me. He was boring his eyes into my soul. He ruined my mood. Huh! I removed myself from his grip and moved towards bed huffing.

(Move.)

"Meray see baat mat karna ap," before I could comprehend anything. (Don't talk to me.)

He pulled towards him, and our chests collided. He placed wet sloppy kisses on my collarbone and moved toward my ear lobe.

"Have some patience sweetheart," he tsked and bit my earlobe. I pressed my lips against each other to control my moans. He attacked my lips, he shoved his tongue into my mouth devouring every inch of it. The robe slipped down my arms and made contact with the wooden floor of our room. My hands traveled to his hair making knots in him.

He placed his hand under my butt I wrapped my legs around his torso and he placed me on the bed. He swiftly removed his shirt and threw it across the room giving me a perfect view of his body. He still has an ideal body. He sensually removed the strap of the gown and sucked my sweet spot.

"Zavi....umm.... Zaviyaar....," I moaned when he placed mouth kisses down the valley around my boobs.

As the night went by Zaviyaar made love to me again and all over again. Where I again was lost in his arms. My love for him is something that will never end. Even if someone pays me to restart my life again I will choose him as my partner again and again.

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Zaviyaar," I called him with my eyes as I couldn't feel him in bed. Where did he go?

"I am in the closet, sweetheart," a voice came from the closet. I opened my eyes only to get welcomed by the sun's rise. I gazed at the clock it was 9 in the morning, what was he doing in the closet? It was Sunday. I couldn't help but grin while thinking about last night.

"Why are you blushing, Sweetheart?" Zaviyaar came out of the closet with a small suitcase with him. A frown appeared on my face looking at it. He gave me a tight-lipped smile.

"Where are going?" I raised my eyebrows.

"Umm.... there's an urgent trip that came up," not again.

"I promise I will be back in a week," he said.

"A week?" He should be joking right now. He informed me that he wanted to take my Zara with him but this was urgent so he needed to leave. I told him to bring Zara to our room. He entered with her. She was fast asleep in his arms.

She was looking adorable. Zaviyaar pecked her head and my lips. He wished me goodbye and left.

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"Zaviyaar, don't talk to me," I said on the other side of the phone call.

"Sweetheart, I will be back in a week," Zaviyaar said that he would be back in a week but it's been two weeks and now he says that he will be away from me for another week. Ugh!

"We miss you, Zaviyaar," I sniffed.

"Don't cry, sweetheart. I will be back soon. Did your period start? Are you having mood swings," these are mood swings but not because of my period but because we are expecting our second child. Dumbo. A few days back I went to the doctor because of my back pain and constant headache and she told me the goodness.

I am almost five weeks pregnant. I can't wait to tell him but I want him to be here with me.

"Aaliyana, you there?" his voice brought me back from my thoughts. I hummed.

"Are you hiding something?" How can he even guess?

"Okay, leave it, I promise I will be back before your birthday," he made me realize that my birthday is within a week.

"I love you and I miss you Zaviyaar," I said.

"I miss you more and I love you more too," he said before cutting the call.

I went downstairs, Mom was there in the hall, with Zarah in her lap. Aisha, Aisha Mirza, the only daughter-in-law of the Mirzas, the wife of Sahil Mirza was also sitting there with a two-year-old boy, Ahad Mirza, and her ten-year-old boy, Azaan Mirza sitting beside her.

He was busy looking at Zara his cold light green eyes. Aisha is Mom's best friend's daughter-in-law. She is a lovely woman. We have met a few times over the past few years and our bond turned into a friendship.

I sat with them. I haven't told anyone about our second pregnancy. I want to tell them with Zaviyaar. Soon they went back home and I took Zara with me to our room.

"Mumma, I want a baby brother too," Zarah pleaded.

"You will a get baby brother soon, my Love," I pecked her face.

"But don't tell your father, it is a surprise for him," she obediently nodded her head.

AUTHOR'S POV:

Aaliyana went to the washroom, and while she was in the washroom her phone rang. It was Zaviyaar. Zarah picked up the phone.

"Hi, Sweetheart," Zarah giggled hearing his father's voice.

"Zara, little sweetheart,"

"Baba," she giggled again, thinking about the surprise Aaliyana told her.

"Don't you want to tell something to your baba?" Zaviyaar suspected her giggles and maybe she wanted to tell something to him.

"Baba you know what Mumma has planned a surprise for you," she said. Zaviyaar smiled. Maybe if he could know the surprise. He would fly back home as soon as possible.

Aaliyana came back, they talked a bit and she slept with Zarah.

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AALIYANA'S POV:

"Mumma, Happy birthday," Zara pecked my cheek. I smiled at her. I mouthed her thank you.

"Mumma, Baba?" she gave me a questioning look. Zaviyaar told me he would be back by my birthday but he didn't come. I am not angry, but I am hurt. Why is he like this? I know he doesn't know I am pregnant but still, it was my birthday.

I thought he would be back by exactly midnight, it reminded me of my first birthday with him everyone asked about him when I was cutting my cake but I had no answer as I didn't call him the whole day.

"Mumma, why are you crying?" she wiped my tears.

"Let's sleep," I placed her back on the bed. I also have to visit the doctor tomorrow, I am not feeling good. Why am I crying? ugh.

"Mumma,"

"Zara, sleep," I said in my not-so-good tone. I can't do anything I feel irritated. I closed my eyes.

"Mumma, Baba," Zarah called me.

"Zarah sleep, your father is busy with work," my eyes still closed.

"Sweetheart," I opened my eyes. Am I hallucinating? I blinked my eyes. Omg, he's here. He came and sat near me. Tears pooled in my eyes.

"Happy birthday, Sweetheart," he handed me flowers.

"Baba, Mumma was crying," Zaviyaar looked at me.

"Why were you crying, Sweetheart?" I looked at him. I shifted to his lap and kissed his jawline.

"Zaviyaar," he hummed.

"Will you be able to handle my mood swings, all over again," I couldn't wait more. He frowned.

"What do... Wait... are you for real? Aaliyana," I nodded my head. He placed small kisses on my face and I giggled.

"Omg, Aaliyana another bundle of joy is on their way," Zaviyaar pecked my lips. I looked at Zarah and she fell asleep.

Our second pregnancy went with Zaviyaar handling my mood swings. This time Zara was really excited to meet her little sibling.  Plus she had a lot of questions for us during this journey. After a whole nine months, we welcomed our little boy ARYAN. He completed our little family.

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Epilogue will be up within a week!! I'm not ready to say them goodbye!! Do vote I cried while writing this chapter *Crying emoji*

Ignore if you find any mistake as English isn't my first language.

Lots of love,

Zaar <3