MILAN 《EPILOGUE》

Subhan groaned and rolled over on his back. Stopping the annoying alarm clock he stood up and walked towards the bathroom. The last few days have been very challenging for him but he was relying on his Allah and taking one step at a time.

Performing ablution he started offering salah. It was the only thing which helped him cope through everything. The mental and peaceful serenity that appears when you lay all your problems infront of your God and have firm belief on HIS plans that they are the best for you.

The cold temperature of the weather also makes it harder to wake up this early in the morning and offer Salah but a little bit of struggle is always required for a permanent solution of your problems.

After his namaz he raised his hands and prayed Dua. It has been a year and half since that horrible night when his wife laid limp in his arms soaked in blood. Just the thought of it makes his heart go numb.

Thanking his God for the things he has, for the things he had lost and for the ones he'll get.

Wrapping up the Ja-e-namaz ( prayer mat) he turned to see the most beautiful sight in his whole life.

A heavily pregnant Parishay sat behind him on her prayer mat with scarf wrapped around her head. Hands raised, eyes closed lost in her dua.

Just the sight of her made his heart go crazy. He was smitten with her. Her beauty increased during pregnancy. Her cheeks glowed even cuter. Her cute round belly and don't forget the mood swings.

ABOUT LAST NIGHT:

Last night his wife was craving for chocolate ice cream. At 11pm he drove to the near market to get her ice cream. As he walked inside his room and placed the ice cream tub in her hand she started crying.

"Pari what happened?" He asked her confused at her mood swings.

Her cute button nose all red from crying. Wiping the tears with the back of her hand she hiccuped.

"You'll hate me now" Subhan was still confused at her statement.

"No love. Why would I hate you?you don't want ice cream? Shall I bring something else?" He asked while wiping her tears with his thumb and kissing her red cheeks.

"I want Vanilla ice cream" she said during her crying session.

"Its okay my love. I'll bring it right now."

Her face instantly glowed at his words.

"Really?"

"Really. I'll be back." He kissed her forhead and left the room with ice cream tub in his hand.

He was hell tired today at office but he knows he can never say 'no' to his little wife. And moreover she is carrying his baby which is the cause of all her mood swings. He had to take care of her. He often felt guilty when he saw her throwing up every morning. Her back cramps. Her IV appointments but according to her words. It will all vanish soon when they'll hold their baby in their arms.

As he walked towards the staircase, a very worried looking Zaviyar came out of his room with something in his hand.

Both brothers looked at eachother then at their hands. Zaviyar was the first one to break the silence.

He practicaly snatched the chocolate ice cream tub from Subhan's hand and in return placed his own.

"Oh Thank God" He yelled then walked towards his door not before turning around and giving his brother a very genuine reason with a grin plastered on his face.

"Zoha was craving for chocolate ice cream". Saying this he shut the door behind him.

Subhan smiled at him. He looked down at his hands to find a Vanilla ice cream tub.

"Thank God" Automatically the words slipped from his mouth.

PRESENT TIME:

Chuckling at his thoughts he walked towards her as she completed her dua and opened her eyes to see her husband extending his hand towards her. With the help of his hand she stood up. It was getting difficult for her to walk properly nowadays due to her eight month pregnancy.

Wrapping his hands around her waist he kissed her forhead. Parishay held onto his arms for the much needed support.

"You know what I asked from Allah?". She asked him softly looking into his eyes which were already looking into hers.

He nodded while smiling at her.

"You and I together. Forever" she said as she placed her head on his chest who wrapped her in his arms.

"Why?" He asked her.

"Because you are my pride"

He smiled at her words, holding her arms he pulled her back to look into her eyes.

"And you know what I asked for?" He asked huskily.

She shook her head at him. He smiled at her cuteness.

"You and I together. Forever. You know why?" He repeated her words.

"Why?" She asked him biting her lower lip.

Subhan leaned down and placed his lips on hers for a sweet,tender kiss. Holding her face in his hands he kept kissing her tender lips. Pulling away slightly he whispered on her lips.

"Because you are my life"

AND THATS A WRAP FOR MILAN.

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