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Hey guys! Back with another OS. My wishful thinking on what might just happen and how ZaYa react to the pregnancy news! Pink is Aaliya's PoV and Blue is Zain's PoV. Let me know what you guys think of it 😳
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Stupidity
"Tum pregnant ho?" he asks. Is he even in the right state of his mind? I am left baffled by his stupidity and cannot bring myself to utter a word. He mistakes my silence for something else. "Tum pregnant ho." It's a statement this time. "Holy crap Aaliya!"
"Tum ammi banane waali ho Aaliya?" Ammi rushes over to me and takes me in a bone-crushing hug. Oh good, now they've all overheard him. I glare at him, but he is lost in his own thoughts. Does he not know how babies are conceived?
"Mubaarak ho bhabhi." Barkat congratulates me and I smile weakly.
"I think hume test karwa lena chahiye. Vomit hona humesha pregnancy ka sign nahi hota na?" Shaziya bhabhi quips, and I am thankful for the first time at her use of brains.
"Lekin bhabhi Aaliya ko khatta khaane ka mann kar raha hai, jee- Ouch!" he winces as I pinch him.
"Bhabhi sahi to keh rahi hai Zain. Ek baar test karwa lete hai." I look around to see everyone beaming with happiness and I feel terrible for them.
"Chalo, in dono ko thodi der akela chod dete hai." Maamu advises everyone to leave and they do. As soon as they are out of sight, I shut the door and pull the curtains over the glass doors. The vein thumps in my brain as I turn to Zain to unleash my fury at him. Another bout of sickness hits me and I rush towards the bathroom and throw up. I hear him groan and it leaves me all the more annoyed. How could a person be this stupid?
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I watch as she rushes to the bathroom and sit myself down the bed, shocked to say the least. My head starts to spin and I decide to lie down. She comes out of the bathroom and dabs her face. I can see that she is angry. I wonder why though?
"Ye ho kaise sakta hai Aaliya? Hum to bed ke ek side pe bhi nahi sote." I mumble and she rolls her eyes at me. It hits me then. "Zaroor uss besharam ki harkat hogi!"
"Kaun besharam? Zain tum mujh par shaq kar rahe ho? Ki main kisi aur ke saath...?"
"Nahi nahi! Main apne besharam version ki baat kar raha hoon. I am sure it's him. Aisi ghatiya baate kar raha tha. Himmat kaise hui uski ki meri biwi ke saath-" Her hand lands on my head and a sharp pain shoots down my spine. She hits hard alright! "Kya hai?" I ask.
"Tum pagal ho gaye ho." She yells. "Kaun besharama? Kaunsa version? Zain tumhe pata bhi hai ki bachche kaise paida hote hai? Class mein sote the?"
"Maine science nahi commerce li thi school mein." I mumble.
"God Zain! Itne stupid kaise ho sakte ho tum. Koi general knowledge nahi hai tumhe?"
I stare at her face as my own words run over my head. I realise how stupid I would have sounded while talking about besharam Zain. It's my own conscious that I have been talking to. I gulp as the anger slowly simmers in her eyes. She is sure to kill me for all the mess I've made.
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"So... what now?" he asks and I throw my hands up in annoyance.
"What do you mean what now? Ab chalo doctor ke yahan. Test karwaenge, negative reports aayengi and sab apne aap settle ho jaega."
"Lekin Aaliya, poori family itni khush hai. They'll be so disappointed." Is he serious?
"To tum chahte kya ho? Ki hum bachche paida kare apni family ko khush rakhne ke liye?" He nods at me and I realise he is playing. Fun? He wants to have fun when we are stuck in this situation? Fine, so be it! "Nahi tum sahi keh rahe ho. We should start straight away then Zain. What do you think?" I ask, my tone serious as I lie down next to him and stare at his face, trying my best to keep a straight face as his eyes pop out of his socket.
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She what? She wants to have kids? I was just kidding! "You are so stupid Zain!" I think to myself. I gulp as she lies down next to me. Her hand slowly crawls towards mine and she entangles her fingers into mine. "Zain? What do you think?"
I gulp again. "Play cool Zain, play cool!" "I think yes! Chalo, shuru ho jaate hai." Her reaction is priceless. "It's a two-way street Mrs Aaliya Zain Abdullah!" I think to myself and smirk. I prop myself up on my elbow and stare at her terrified face. She looks extremely adorable and I cannot deny that fact. I slowly move over her, balancing myself on my hands so as to not put my weight on her. Leaning in, I leave a fleeting kiss on her forehead. Lord bless her for shutting the curtains. She doesn't look scared anymore. Her eyes are closed, her breathing laboured, and I start to wonder if she is playing along anymore? I wonder if she is enjoying this feeling just as much as I am. She slowly opens her eyes and I find myself drowning in them. She has captivating eyes.
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I open my eyes to see him gently smiling down at me. He seems lost. I know he isn't kidding anymore, and I know neither am I. Something takes over me as I fist his t-shirt in my palm and pull him down. "Stop it Aaliya!" the sane part of my brain yells at me but I don't pay heed to it. I place my hand over his cheek and slightly turn his face, placing a kiss on his cheek.
"Aaliya!" he croaks and this is the part where, according to all the TV shows and movies, I would be pulled out of my reverie but it doesn't work that way today. I am too lost in my own world to realise anything. He looks at me and our faces are closer than ever before. My heart skips a beat at the intensity in his eyes. The butterflies are back in my stomach, I feel giddy.
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This doesn't feel normal. Hell, this isn't normal. But it's a good kind of abnormal that we are going through. I lean in and place a kiss on her neck. She gasps and wraps her arms around me, hugging me fiercely. I can't help the smile that spreads across my face. I break the hug and lean back to look at her face. Her nose is twisted and it looks like she is... sick. "Really? That's how she reacts to me romancing her? Wah Zain wah!" The next thing I know, she pushes me off her, rushes to the washroom and throws up loudly.
On any other day, I would have been concerned for my wife throwing up like this. But having her vomit right after being romantic with her and kissing her doesn't give me a nice feeling. I lay down on my back and sigh, replaying the last ten minutes in my head over and over again. It was blissful.
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I walk out of the bathroom and sit myself down on the bed to catch my breath. And no, I am not out of breath from vomiting; I am out of breath because of what just happened.
"Ouch!" I hear him mumble and turn to look at him, worried.
"Kya hua?"
"I didn't know main itna bura hoon ki tumhe ulti aa jaega."
I roll my eyes at him. "Shut up and take me to the doctor. Pregnant nahi hoon, lekin bimaar to hoon right? Chalo!" I try to get the awkwardness out of the air as I push him off the bed.
"Aur bachche paida karne ke plan ko kya hua?" He stares at me for a few seconds before we both burst into a fit of laughter. I watch him get ready before he takes a hold of my hand and walks me to the car. I cannot stop smiling and from the corner of my eyes, I can see that he can't either. His stupidity sure as hell did some good to us.
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