Hey guys, I hope you're all well Inshaa Allah. This week feels so long, had too many exams and stuff. Nevertheless, I uploaded part 3. Hope you all enjoy and please DO comment.
*Zain's POV*
I turned to see Rehaan and Shazia Bhabi looking at us with knowing smiles.
"I knew it!" Bhabi shreiked.
"I knew it first," Rehaan argued.
"Excuse me Mr.Lawyer if it wasn't for me then you would still be trying to figure it out," Bhabi taunted.
"Figure what out?" Aaliya cut in.
"Figure out that you were innocent and that Zain wasn't going to divorce you. I knew that he would regret it and then..." Rehaan tried to say.
"Revoke the talaaq," Bhabi interrupted.
"I knew that Aaliya was innocent, I just didn't know who was behind papa's death", Bhabi said.
"Well, I knew that something was definitely amiss because Aaliya's parents threw away the complaint letter. And then, Rizwan told me that when Aaliya saw the news on the t.v, she fainted," Rehaan said.
That made me feel even worse. How could I have accused Aaliya when she was just as surprised as I was? This woman, in front of me, was the reason for all the happiness in my family and I did nothing but doubt her. Not anymore. Aaliya is my wife and I will love and protect her with all I had, until my last breath.
"But guys, how are we going to prove that Nafisa Bhabi was the one who did it?" I asked, worried.
"Zain, don't worry. I knew that Bhabi was going to deny our accusations so I have evidence," Rehaan said.
"What is it?" Aaliya asked.
"This," he said while holding up a CD "Is a CD on which Nafisa Bhabi is at the police station.." he tried to explain.
"What does she say on it Mr.Lawyer?" Bhabi interrupted.
" I was getting to that bit. Well, on the CD Bhabi is claiming to be Aaliya and says that she wants Zain and his mother's sentence increased to as long as possible," Rehaan carefully explained.
We had the evidence. We could prove that Nafisa Bhabi was the one behind dad's death and then Aaliya could come back to the house. Now, after such a sad stage in our lives, we had something to look forward to, a baby.
My happiness was soon short lived.
"Aaliya, you're going to have to stay at Rehaan's for a bit longer. Just until we find the best time to show everyone the evidence," Bhabi said, regretfully.
"No, no Bhabi, it's fine. I don't mind living at Rehaan's. I love it there," Aaliya said, smiling sadly.
I knew she wanted to come home, back to where she belonged. I wanted her back so much. I missed looking at her when I first woke up in the morning, I missed moving the little strands out of her face while she slept. I missed my Malika-E-Zain!
The hurt was clear to Rehaan because he looked at me with sympathy. Immediately, I tried to mask it.
"Aaliya, Bhabi, you two go to the car. I'm coming," he told them.
As Aaliya left the room she looked back at me. She looked at me with such longing that it hurt. I didn't want her to stay at Rehaan's but I had no choice.
"Don't worry Zain. This'll all be over soon. You'll get Aaliya back Inshaa Allah," he said, smiling.
"Inshaa Allah," I replied.
With that, he left the room.
*Aaliya's POV*
I couldn't sleep. I kept thinking about Zain. Every time I closed my eyes I would see me and him. My hand went on top of my stomach and stroked it. My baby was missing its dad, it wasn't only me. But the one thing that kept ringing in my head was that what would have happened if Zain didn't know I was innocent? Was Bhabi right, would Zain have regtretted it and still revoked the talaaq?
I got out of my bed and reached for my mobile. To keep myself from going insane, I had to call him. What would he say?
I could hear the call going through. Would he pick up? Was he sleeping? Aaliya, of course he's sleeping, HANG UP!
"Hello princess," a voice chirped.
"Z...zain, you're not sleeping?" I asked.
"I could ask you the same question," he fired back.
"For your information Mr.Abdullah, I can't sleep," I admitted.
"No? Why not?" he asked.
"Because of you, I can't stop thinking about you!" I whispered.
"Princess, I feel the same. But we have to do this, so we can expose Nafisa Bhabi," he said.
"I know, just a while longer. Right?" I asked, my eyes filling up with tears.
"Princess don't cry, please," he said softly.
"Zain, I don't know how to feel. I mean I love you but I ..." I was lost for words.
"You can't forgive me yet, right?" he asked.
"Zain, it's just not that easy. I mean, you didn't trust me. So it's going to take some time for our relationship to be how it used to be," I said, releasing a long breath.
"Okay, I get it. Do me a favour?" he asked.
"Yeah?" I replied, uncertain.
"Look outside," he said, excitedly.
I carefully walked towards the window, in the dark it is quite a challenge. I moved the curtains and peered outside the window.
Stood there, was the love of my life, looking as cute and innocent as ever.