WAHAAJ’S POV:
2 months later
I woke up with Abeera sleeping in my arms like a baby, all snuggled into my chest. I kissed her forehead and went along to get ready for my morning jog.
When I reached back home, I saw Abeera waking up, looking pale.
“Good morning. How is my wife feeling?” I asked her while kissing her hands. I checked her forehead to find her temperature normal. I remembered noticing that for a few days now, Abeera wasn’t having her meals properly.
“I am fine, just a bit nauseous.” She said with a pout. I couldn’t help place a peck on the pout.
“Rest. I will tell the maid to bring your breakfast up to your room.” I ordered.
“No. I can’t rest today. I have an important assignment to do today.” She told me.
I pulled her towards the bed and made her lie down in it.
“No.
