Shyama's POV
Atif left me stunned by his words. He loves me! I couldn't believe it! Oh my God he loves me!
I took the divorce papers and my suitcase because I had to mess with him. I'm jumping with joy on the inside.
Atif's POV
I was waiting for what felt like an eternity. It shouldn't take her that long to make a decision. I told her that I love her, what else could she want?
"Atif," I heard her say and I turned around.
My heart sank when I saw the suitcase and papers.
"I've made my decision," she said.
Obviously.
"Ya, I kinda figured that out," I said.
I just wanted to leave so I started to walk away.
"I love you too!'' She said and I stopped in my tracks.
I turned back around.
" I don't even know what you want in your wife, but I'll try to be that. I promise," she said.
"Your already everything I want in a wife," I said. "Just took me a while to figure it out."
With that she hugged me & I returned it.
"I'm so happy that it didn't work out with Nandika," I said.
"Me too," she said.
"Thank you for helping my sister out and putting up with me," she said after a few seconds.
I kissed the top of her head.
"Of course," I said.
"Will you at least eat what I make now?" She asked.
I laughed at that.
"Yes. I promise to stop lying about not being hungry because that's never benefited me," I said and she laughed at that.
The doorbell rang and I heard dad open it.
I stayed hugging my wife. We had finally confessed our feelings, well more like I confessed my feelings. She already liked me.
"Atif," mom said walking in. "Someone is here to see you. Said he's a business partner."
"Tell him to go away. I'm busy with my wife," I said and Shyama playfully punched me.
"Go," she said.
I turned to my mom.
"You go. We're coming," I said and she left.
I leaned in and barely pecked Shyama on the lips before she pushed me.
"Go," she said blushing.
Why did I ever hate her? She's literally perfect.
We got downstairs to see Shyama's ex. Her hand got tighter in mine.
"Hey," he said cheerful.
"To what do I owe this displeasure?" I asked.
He was staring at Shyama who was looking down.
"Eyes over here," I said.
"Can't help it. She's still so freakin hot," he said.
"She's my wife!" I yelled at him.
I turned to her and told her to go upstairs.
"What if he hurts you?" She asked.
"He won't," I said.
"I love you," she said.
"I love you too," I said giving her a kiss.
She went.
"Now tell me why you want to waste my time," I said.
"Too bad your wife left. I bought a box of sweets for you all. Considering, I'm a father once again," he said.
"Congrats. Now get out of my house," I said.
"Your just jealous," he said.
Ha!
"Jealous of what?" I asked.
"That you will never be a father. I mean, I'm shocked that she even let you kiss her but that's as far as it's gonna go," he said.
"Stay out of my personal life," I warned him. "Remember, I can make you feel sorry for anything you say, especially if it involves her."
"I'm still willing to offer you a girl if you ever need one. I have friends in the business," he said.
He's so disgusting. I couldn't be thankful enough that Shyama got away from him.
"Explains why your 'wife' is pregant. You both go and enjoy," I said.
I kept wife in quotes because I wanted to see if they were married or if she was 1 of his girl friends.
"Oh we will," he said.
"Okay. Get lost," I said.
He glared at me and then walked out.
I saw the box of sweets and ran outside. I threw the box at his car ruining the front mirror.
Ha! That's what you get. He was pissed off but I wasn't allowing him back inside.
I called Shyama downstairs.
I saw him use the water hose to clean it and told her to look. I then told her what happen.
"Oh my God," she said laughing.
"He deserved it," I said.
A few minutes of silence followed.
"Atif, uuummm what he said. Your not jealous right?" She asked.
I looked at her confused. How could she even ask that?
"No. Shyama, I want to wait until we are ready. I don't care how long that is. I love you," I said.
"I love you too," she said. "And what about the baby stuff."
"That's what I was talking about. I want us to wait. We just confessed our feelings today. I'm sure we have a long way to go," I said.
She kissed my cheeck.
"I think you should go to sleep. You have work tomorrow," she said.
"And you don't?" I asked.
She shook her head.
"Fine," I sighed. "I'll go to sleep."
I got up to go when she said my name.
"Ya?" I asked.
"Thanks for being the best husband," she said.
"Where have I been the best? I hurt you so bad," I said.
"But you stand up for me," she said. "For my family."
"Shyama," I said but she interpreted me.
"Your amazing. Now go to sleep because I'm not going to wake you up if you sleep through the alarm again," she said.
"Rude," I said joking.
"I'm going to go watch a movie," she said.
She started to walk away when I grabbed her arm, pulled her towards me and kissed her.
"I've got my goodnight kiss. You may go now," I said.
"Your an idiot," she said.
"Hey, your the one who's in love with an idiot," I said.
"Oh my God," she said laughing and went to watch a movie while I went to sleep.
Thank you God for blessing me with a wife as amazing as her. Please keep her happy always.