Her Step Husband

|twelve|

Ishmal shrugged her shoulders. "She does yes. Our Jannat is growing day by day."

"Masha Allah," she whispered.

Ishmal put her hand over hers. "Unaiza are you okay now?"

"Far better than ever. You guys are more than enough for me and I don't want to worry about anyone else who was only here because of his own superficial motives," she confessed.

Ishmal squeezed her hand. "I am glad you see through this. You are very nice, Unaiza, and I am sure you will get the best ever in your life."

But maybe she didn't want to think about this right now for a while.

Jannat suddenly started crying. Ishmal was about to get up when she stopped her and reached out for the baby. She really needed to be positive and think fair. Picking up Jannat, she pulled her into her chest while mumbling coaxing words in her ears.

"Unaiza, can you please keep Jannat while I prepare something to eat for her?" Ishmal asked her.

She recently introduced some semi-solids in Jannat's food and the baby was in the process of getting used to the new food.

Unaiza smiled. "Of course."

Kissing Jannat's cheek tenderly, she busied herself on the adorable baby, forgetting everything for a while.

                  _____________________

            ••|Ten Days Later |••

Early in the morning, Unaiza was packing her dresses and other important things in a small bag. Nisha had invited her to her house to stay. And maybe she also needed to change her surroundings for a new start.

After breakfast, Aqia had sent her to Sufiyan's Mansion in the car along with the driver. After a drive of an hour, she reached there. The last time when she came here was four months ago when the twins turned ten years old and their birthday was celebrated on a big level.

Seeing Nisha in front of her made all of her self-made courage falter. She started crying hysterically. Apart from Aqia and Haider, she always found her strength in Nisha.

Nisha separated her from the hug and glanced at her wrist. Softly grabbing her hand, she moved her hand over the bandage.

"Iza, never do that again. Promise me," she urged her. 

Unaiza nodded between hiccups. "I am sorry for making all of you worried."

Nisha cupped her face and removed her tears. "No, please don't say that. Come inside."

Nisha held her hand again and led her inside. Everything about this mansion was speaking of royalty. Nisha made her sit on the comfortable white sofa in the lounge and then settled beside her.

"Fauzia Baji, bring a glass of water quickly," she ordered one of her maids.

"How are you feeling now?" Nisha asked her.

Unaiza licked her dried lips. "I am good."

Nisha kissed her wrist. "Iza, you are very precious to all of us. Always remember that."

Her lips spread and she vowed to herself to never take that step again. "Where are the kids?"

Fauzia had arrived with the water and juice along with a few snacks vigilantly settled on a food trolley. Till then, Unaiza had controlled her crying.

"Aliyan and Eshal are at school and Azan just slept a while ago." Nisha gave the glass of water to her. "You should fresh up and sleep for a while and then we will have lunch together."

"Let me show you your room." After drinking a bit of tea and a few biscuits at Nisha's request, she was headed to a room upstairs.

The room was huge and beautiful. Although their house was also considerably big but Sufiyan's Mansion was majestic. There were wall-to-ceiling windows on the left. The walls were painted pink and the ceiling was a mixture of pink and brown. An area led to the vast ensuite. The bed was king-size with pink curtains on its all fours, making it look beautiful.

After Nisha was gone, she went to the washroom. The vanity cabinet was beautiful and even the washroom was glamorous with everything necessary present there.

After taking a warm shower, Unaiza jumped into the bed. Last night she couldn't sleep hence she fell into a deep slumber as soon as she found soft beddings.

Maybe she had slept for more than an hour. As she woke up, she found herself more fresh than before. After a while, the door knocked and then someone entered. It was Nisha with a curious-looking Azan.

"Come... let us say hi to Khala," Nisha uttered while clasping Azan's little hand in hers.  

Azan's blue eyes focused on her and then he peered back at his mother. "Iza?"

Nisha ruffled his black hair. "Iza Khala."

Azan just remembered the way everyone called her and started thinking it was her real name. She found it too cute. She got out of bed and walked towards Azan. She crouched down to his level and kissed his cheek.

"Azan, how cute." She remembered Jannat by looking at him. Perhaps she wouldn't have to miss the other kid because of Azan's presence as much.

"Did you sleep well?" Nisha questioned.

"Yes Nisha Api." She bobbed her head.

"Very good. Come for lunch then. Ruhaan and the kids are here too. Dadi Jaan is also looking forward to you," she told her.

"I will come right away. I need to greet Dadi and Ruhaan Bhai," she said with a smile.

As Nisha was gone, she corrected the tangles in her hair by combing. Looking a bit better, she decided to leave when her phone beeped. It was a message from Huzaifa. And what was present on there made her heart stop beating for a second.

                    ________________

AssalamoAlaikum/ Hi guys!

How are you?

A new chapter.

Hope you like it.

Liking how everyone is helping Unaiza?

Liking her interaction with Ishmal and Nisha?

What do you think Huzaifa has sent her?

Plz, vote and comment. 🧡🧡