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Please do read the note at the end.
P.S- It is a every pointless oneshot 😛
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Aaliya smiled and yawned simultaneously as she felt the bed dip.
Her smile grew into a grin as she felt arms go around her waist and a kiss on her cheek.
She turned around and hugged her husband tightly.
"Someone is excited to see me." Zain teased.
"Oh, hush you. Where were you all day?" She asked, the smile still not leaving her face.
"Eh. Doing manly stuff with manly people while you old ladies sat and gossiped." He quipped, puffing out his chest a little.
"First of all, I am not old. I am just 48-"
"54"
"52." She conceeded with a glare. "Secondly, you were cooing over your grandbaby weren't you?"
Zain smiled. His brown eyes twinkled with affection. His hand shot up and brushed back a strand of hair that annoyed her.
"Yup. You got me princess."
She kissed the palm of his hand and sighed.
"Grandchildren huh? Who would have thought?" She said after a moment or two.
He snorted. "Well not me. If it went my way, I wouldn't have let Arya marry. She would still be my daughter."
"Well, she still is your daughter. And common. Zakeer isn't bad. I like him actually."
"Cradle stealer he is."
"She is 24! Not exactly a baby. And it's been 2 years since they married. Kind of pointless opposing now,no?"
"I don't like it when you speak sense Mamu Ki Bhanji."
She laughed and his eyes crinkled at the sound.
"Oh Kitkit, what would you have done wothout me?"
"I would probably still be partying in Vegas."
"I don't think clubs give entry to a 56 year old."
"54. And they will. I'll probably turn my abundant charm and wit on."
She laughed.
"Like the time you wore orange with a light blue blazer?"
He groaned. "Let that go already. One time."
"Yellow with Purple blazer?" He glowered at her.
She placed a kiss on his cheek.
"Common,let it go sour pants."
"Whatever." He nuzzeled her neck and drew her closer,kissing her neck.
"Zain " she squeled, giggling.
"You know, that is my favourite sound ever." He said softly
"what?"
"Your laugh."
She melted inside a bit. She grinned and sighed.
"I love you." She kissed him fully on the mouth.
"Mamu Ki Bhanji." He whispered,touching his forehead with hers. "Sometimes, you surprise me a lot.
"Pata hai Zain" she said, feeling introspective and melancholic. Her hands found his.
"When I was small, the monotony and similarity of life terrified me. Matlab finish school, then college. Then job. Find a husband, have kids... then what? Wait till you die? It was pretty terrifying.. having a goal was pretty much what kept me forward."
Zain looked at kindly and understandingly But was unsure where she was going with it all. So when she didn't continue, he asked-
"What is your point?"
"My point-" she said, snuggling against his chest "Mr Zain Abdullah" is that I did not every envision a life like that at all. Somewhere being lost among all that dark,boring,monotonous picture of life I had painted, I had forgotten how to he happy and enjoy the small joys life presented is with." She kissed his chest.
"And then you came along and turned all the browns and blacks into gold and silvers. I didn't know that sharing a simple icecream or going to our son's football match would be so-" she waved her hands about, trying to find the right word.
"Joyful? Satisfying? It made me feeling compelete.. a part of something right!" She exclaimed, trying to get her point through.
"Like if I hadn't cooked for you or braided Arya's hair or kiseed you every morning my life would have been still in Brown's and blacks! I am rambling now, aren't I?"
She looked up to see weather he understood, out of breath.
"I know." He said simply.
"It just takes a certain moment, a certain someone to change your whole life. Like you did mine." He kissed her nose. "Did I mentioned how much I love you?"
"Yeah, once or twice." She said slyly.
"Well, that isn't enough, is it?"
She laughed and pushed him down on the bed, straddling him.
"You know you are quite strong for a 54 year old."
"52" she growled. "And you are the one to talk. I am looking at a grey hair right now."
"Well, that is what I call experience baby." He teased and kissed her full on the mouth
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A/N- Guys, please do not ask for updates. I am teribbly busy these days :(
Please like and comment, it means a lot.
Constructive critisism is always welcome :D
I love you people :*
-Sanika (do you remember me? 😆)
P.S- Aaliya is 54 and Zain 56 😆
P.S- It is a every pointless oneshot 😛
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Aaliya smiled and yawned simultaneously as she felt the bed dip.
Her smile grew into a grin as she felt arms go around her waist and a kiss on her cheek.
She turned around and hugged her husband tightly.
"Someone is excited to see me." Zain teased.
"Oh, hush you. Where were you all day?" She asked, the smile still not leaving her face.
"Eh. Doing manly stuff with manly people while you old ladies sat and gossiped." He quipped, puffing out his chest a little.
"First of all, I am not old. I am just 48-"
"54"
"52." She conceeded with a glare. "Secondly, you were cooing over your grandbaby weren't you?"
Zain smiled. His brown eyes twinkled with affection. His hand shot up and brushed back a strand of hair that annoyed her.
"Yup. You got me princess."
She kissed the palm of his hand and sighed.
"Grandchildren huh? Who would have thought?" She said after a moment or two.
He snorted. "Well not me. If it went my way, I wouldn't have let Arya marry. She would still be my daughter."
"Well, she still is your daughter. And common. Zakeer isn't bad. I like him actually."
"Cradle stealer he is."
"She is 24! Not exactly a baby. And it's been 2 years since they married. Kind of pointless opposing now,no?"
"I don't like it when you speak sense Mamu Ki Bhanji."
She laughed and his eyes crinkled at the sound.
"Oh Kitkit, what would you have done wothout me?"
"I would probably still be partying in Vegas."
"I don't think clubs give entry to a 56 year old."
"54. And they will. I'll probably turn my abundant charm and wit on."
She laughed.
"Like the time you wore orange with a light blue blazer?"
He groaned. "Let that go already. One time."
"Yellow with Purple blazer?" He glowered at her.
She placed a kiss on his cheek.
"Common,let it go sour pants."
"Whatever." He nuzzeled her neck and drew her closer,kissing her neck.
"Zain " she squeled, giggling.
"You know, that is my favourite sound ever." He said softly
"what?"
"Your laugh."
She melted inside a bit. She grinned and sighed.
"I love you." She kissed him fully on the mouth.
"Mamu Ki Bhanji." He whispered,touching his forehead with hers. "Sometimes, you surprise me a lot.
"Pata hai Zain" she said, feeling introspective and melancholic. Her hands found his.
"When I was small, the monotony and similarity of life terrified me. Matlab finish school, then college. Then job. Find a husband, have kids... then what? Wait till you die? It was pretty terrifying.. having a goal was pretty much what kept me forward."
Zain looked at kindly and understandingly But was unsure where she was going with it all. So when she didn't continue, he asked-
"What is your point?"
"My point-" she said, snuggling against his chest "Mr Zain Abdullah" is that I did not every envision a life like that at all. Somewhere being lost among all that dark,boring,monotonous picture of life I had painted, I had forgotten how to he happy and enjoy the small joys life presented is with." She kissed his chest.
"And then you came along and turned all the browns and blacks into gold and silvers. I didn't know that sharing a simple icecream or going to our son's football match would be so-" she waved her hands about, trying to find the right word.
"Joyful? Satisfying? It made me feeling compelete.. a part of something right!" She exclaimed, trying to get her point through.
"Like if I hadn't cooked for you or braided Arya's hair or kiseed you every morning my life would have been still in Brown's and blacks! I am rambling now, aren't I?"
She looked up to see weather he understood, out of breath.
"I know." He said simply.
"It just takes a certain moment, a certain someone to change your whole life. Like you did mine." He kissed her nose. "Did I mentioned how much I love you?"
"Yeah, once or twice." She said slyly.
"Well, that isn't enough, is it?"
She laughed and pushed him down on the bed, straddling him.
"You know you are quite strong for a 54 year old."
"52" she growled. "And you are the one to talk. I am looking at a grey hair right now."
"Well, that is what I call experience baby." He teased and kissed her full on the mouth
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A/N- Guys, please do not ask for updates. I am teribbly busy these days :(
Please like and comment, it means a lot.
Constructive critisism is always welcome :D
I love you people :*
-Sanika (do you remember me? 😆)
P.S- Aaliya is 54 and Zain 56 😆
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