"Beta Kareem kitna busy ho gaya hai ki usse baat hi nahin hoti" Shireen frowned at Almas who stiffened a little but immediately regained his composure. "Chachi...aapko pata hai na Abu Dhabi wale branch ko phirse khada karna hai...usse abhi ek saal se pehle sukoon nahin milne waala"
"Aur sahabzaade se baat karo toh lagta hai nashe me hai...hamesha gala baitha hua..kahin wahaan jaa kar buri aadatein toh nahin paal li hai"
"Chachi....aabon hawa ka asar toh hota hi hai...sath me use Sinus hai...aap bewajah fikra kar rahin hain.....acha aapke sukoon ke liye mera agle hafte wahaan chakkar lagega ek meeting ke silsile me"
"Haan ache se kaan kheechna uske"
"Ji bilkul"
"Ba ba ba" Almas smiled hearing Rehaan babbling while playing on the carpet.
"Chhote Almas ... Baba yahaan hain" Shireen picked him up and pointed towards Almas who beckoned him with a smile. Rehaan squealed and crawled towards him. Standing with the support of his legs, he lifted his head and asked him to pick him up in his babyish language.
Rehaan and Almas were busy playing when Raima entered with a baby in his arms..."Rehaan deko tumhe naya dost mil gaya"
Rehaan first frowned at his mother who was busy talking to the new baby.....how dare she give importance to any other person in his presence...
Raima came near and was about to make both the babies shake hands when Rehaan started pushing the other baby off her arms. Next he tried to leap into her arms from Almas's crying "Mama".
"Aap pakdein ise..." Raima knew exactly what happened to her son and she immediately took him in his arms shifting the other baby into Almas's arms.
"Bash bash Mama aapki hi hai " she caressed Rehaan's back and gave an assuring smile to Almas who looked worried....."He will be okay....he is a little possessive"
Almas nodded and asked "Ye kiska bacha hai"
" Wo Zeenat khala ke bhai ka beta hai ... aaj apni Phupho ke sath aaya hai" Raima supplied and wiped Rehaan's tears. "Rehaan..dekho aapse milne aayein hain na aapke dost....chalo handshake karo"
Rehaan finally gave a look to the other child and forwarded his hand. Almas helped the child and now both the babies were smiling at each other.
Almas had planned on not having any interactions with Raima. He even avoided coming home at nights citing office work...but the nights spent in a hotel room were just dark and cold. He had started craving someone's presence in his bed. ..he just couldn't sleep .... what happened to him. Was he suffering from some disease.....not only he ... his mother too had the same question when she saw his red eyes and aweful mood. Finally, to catch on some sleep, he had to return home and share the bed with her. It was just her presence which could sooth him no matter how distressed he was. Her aura was enchanting........come to talk of it.,she herself was an enchantress...an epitome of beauty. Her smooth skin whenever came in contact with his rough one even by mistake, would have him all hot. And her beautiful pink plump lips enticed him to no ends....he even had wild dreams of having his way with them.
He would sometimes remove the pillow wall and cuddle with her to seek solace. Her being a heavy sleeper added to his advantage and in the wee hours of the morning, he would again take his place.
Had he started loving her?...Hell yes...
But what about the promise he made to her about not claiming any rights as a husband.
"Which wife wouldn't want to be loved by her husband" his mind presented a point and he agreed to it.
He had never thought that he would feel like this ever for a woman but the impossible had happened and he was not willing to part with it ever. His wife will be his most prized possession....ever.
