8 years later

It had been eight years since Nyra and Mahir have been married. It would not be true if we said that life was perfect. It never is.

But the one thing that made them stronger was their love and persistence to be together.

They did have arguments like a normal couple had. But at the end they were the same Mahir and Nyra.

Mahir knew how to handle Nyra's stubbornness and how to melt her anger and Nyra knew that whatever may happen her Mahir could not stay angry and away from his Nyra.

Mahir still flirted with her every chance he got. He believed that for a successful relationship between husband and wife, you should never stop dating your partner. It keeps the relationship and love young and alive at the same time makes the relationship and bonding stronger.

The only thing that changed between them all these was that now they were parents to two little naughty kids.

Nyra remembered how happy and excited she was when she got to know that she was pregnant.

It was almost two years after their marriage. Mahir had surprised Nyra with a trip to Mauritius. 

The two were enjoying on a beach and playing in water. 

Mahir saw Nyra draw something on the sand and he looked at it.

She drew two big hearts at a little distance from each other.

She wrote their names inside it.

"Itni dur dur kyu banaye hai?"

(Why did you make them so far from each other?)

Mahir asked keeping his head on her shoulder as he peeked at the hearts. She smiled and drew a little between the two hearts which connected the two hearts.

"Hamare beech mai ek chhota sa heart bhi hai ab."

(We have a little heart between us now.)

He looked at her as if asking her to explain. She turned around in his arms and said.

"I am pregnant."

She said and his eyes widened and he looked at her smiling widely.

"Really!?"

She nodded and he hugged her and kissed the side of her head.

Seven months later their son, Armaan, was born. He along with Samaira's son, Shlok was total tabahi.

Nyra came back home and saw that Mahir was already back from office and was telling something to Shlok and Armaan very seriously. The two were listening to his words very carefully and nodding at every sentence. Naksh too sitting beside him and agreeing with what Mahir was saying.

Nyra went near them and heard what he was talking.

"Prisha ne already school jaana start kr dia. Aur next year se Ryna bhi join kr legi. Tab tum dono unn dono ka dhyaan rakhoge and make sure ke koi bhi boy unn dono ke paas na aaye aur koi bhi unhe tang na kare. Okk?"

(Prisha already started going to school. And next year onwards Ryna too will join. You both will take care of them and make sure no boy comes near them or bullies them.)

Mahir was saying very seriously and Nyra shook her head. This man! He could do anything for his princess and that little brat always took advantage of this.

After a good speech the boys were left alone and Nyra teased them.

"Kr diye soldiers taiyaar apni princesses ke liye?"

(Prepared soldiers for your princesses?)

They nodded seriously and Nyra and Samaira burst out laughing.

Just then her little brat came with her dadu. This girl literally had everyone around her little fingers.

"Papa!"

She squealed and a big smile formed on Mahir's face.

She wiggled in his dadu's arms and ran towards Mahir who picked her up and held her in his arms.

She put her head on his shoulder and hugged him. She lay like that feeling very comfortable. She smiled at Nyra with her head still on her father's shoulder.

Mahir held her so carefully and protectively as if she was made of glass. 

Sometimes, Nyra couldn't believe how could this man who was literally a beast in bed be so soft with their daughter.

They were sitting at the dinner table with Ryna on her father's lap and was telling him what he did in the park with her grandparents while Nyra fed her in between. She was telling him everything so excitedly and everyone listened to her blabbering with so much interest. 

Being the youngest in the house she knew that nothing could harm her.

After telling everyone what all she played she rested herself against Mahir's chest and he held her properly and kissed her head.

He patted her back continuously till she burped and giggled.

She slept in his lap due to the tiredness of the whole day.

Having her dinner, Nyra took her to their room and tucked her in. She kissed her head and switched off the lights leaving only one small light open.

She turned to go out but was taken into a big hug.

Mahir wrapped his arms around her waist and she hid her face in his chest.

"Mil gyi apni princess se fursat?"

(Got free from your princess?)

She teased and he smiled.

"Isliye toh apni rani ke paas aaya hu."

(That's why i am here with me queen.)

He said nuzzling his nose with hers. He placed a chaste kiss on her lips and joined their foreheads. She round her arms behind his neck and they smiled softly.

They broke apart hearing their son's tired voice.

"Mumma."

"Haan mera bacha."

(Yes my baby.)

Armaan came rubbing his eyes and Nyra picked him up. He immediately hugged her and she patted her head.

"Kya hua mere bache ko?"

(What happened to my baby?)

"Thak gaya."

(I am tired.)

He mumbled making both of them smile. Mahir kissed his head and held both of them in his embrace.

If Ryna was her papa's princess then Armaan was his mother's baby.

Tucking both the kids in bed, the two went to the balcony to discuss about their day.

It had been their old habit to tell each other everything that happened during the day even if it was a small thing. It gave them topics to talk about and the conversation went on.

Mahir was sitting on the sofa in the balcony with Nyra cuddled to his side. He looked at her and his mind replayed everything that happened since he first saw her.

Their first meet.

Their friendship.

Their teasings.

Their first kiss.

His confession.

Her confession.

His proposal.

Their marriage.

Her pregnancy.

Their son.

Their daughter.

Everything.

He was thankful to God for her. She was the only one who could have handled and tolerated him. The two were literally made for each other. Equally stubborn, equally dangerous when angry but equally sweet and cute.

Nyra thanked God for everything he had given her. He afterall is the best planner in all.❤
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