Epilogue
Mohabbat Jahaan Hai Wahaa Zindagi Hai.
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The Begum of Bhopal, Sanam Raza Ibrahim, made
her way toward one of the study rooms. She walked inside as her eyes found her
husband busy with some paperwork.
She stood a minute by the doorway, studying him
slightly as it always brought a smile on her face. Her eyes moved up to the
clock of the room.
"Aahil" she called softly.
"It's late, you should get some sleep."
He took a small glance up and met his wife's gaze.
"I'll be there in a minute, Sanam. You go
ahead."
Sanam nodded and left to get ready for bed.
Aahil took one final glance at the few documents
lying in front of him and seemed genuinely satisfied by the outcome.
He reached for the pen and went to put his
signature on them.
A smile brought to his lips as he thought how
important these papers were for him in the first place.
He had managed to build a house on the land he
had brought years ago. It was a very special project for him and he made sure everything
went accordantly the way he wanted it.
He had done this for his love, Sanam and their
future together.
Aahil closed the file and turned to get into
bed.
He stepped inside the bedroom where his eyes
caught Sanam lying on the side of the bed. He then went on to change into a few
loose trousers and a white undershirt.
He gently slipped under the covers and wrapped
his arm around her delicate waist. He inhaled her scent which only set a calm
feeling inside of him.
He then reached forward and slipped a hand
underneath her night dress and caressed her soft skin, which only made her
shift closer to him.
Sanam took a small breath despite feeling the
blood rush to her cheeks. She couldn't help but feel a bit hot.
"Your hands are cold." She whispered in the dark
room.
"It'll be fine in a minute." He huskily spoke
behind her.
Sanam smiled slightly with her eyes and placed
her own hand over his and drifted off to a heavy sleep.
Aahil leaned forward and placed a kiss on her
head, as he kept holding her in his embrace.
What he had been running away from all his life
was now lying in his arms. He could never thank God enough of the happiness he
had achieved despite what he had been through in his life.
Sanam had been his salvation and the person who
had brought him out from his fears. He would forever be thankful of having her
as his life partner.
Aahil ran his thumb across her soft skin, as he
thought of the moment when they would decide to have children one day. The idea
of her becoming a mother filled his senses with a warm feeling.
She would become a loving slightly strict mother
to his children. Where else he would spoil them immensely and try to become a good
father each day.
But he knew they still had so much to learn from
one another. Explore each other into a deeper level.
He would make sure to play his cards right,
because he was finally thankful of the life he was given. He understood the
value of love and commitment.
After all, if one doesn't have love in their
lives, then what do they truly have left?
The Nawab of Bhopal closed his eyes as he held
on to his Begum and slowly drifted off to a peaceful sleep with a gentle smile
on his face.
Tomorrow was yet another beginning for them
both.
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The End!
Alight, I think I might get a bit teary here. *snif snif*
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