His Ruthless Love

12

CHAPTER NO 12

WAHAAJ'S POV:

It was midnight and Abeera was calmly sleeping in my arms when, I got a call

"Hello?"

"Hello Wahaaj, Abeera's mother is admitted in the hospital. Come as quick as you can." Mr. Faheem spoke urgently.

"Ok. We are on our way." I replied back.

I gently shook Abeera up. "Abeera, get up. We have to go to the hospital, your mother has been admitted there." I told her and she immediately got while tears filled her eyes.

"W-What happened?" She asked shakily.

"I don't know either. Change your nightwear. We are leaving for the hospital now." I said and went to change. We left for the hospital and Abeera was shaking all the way there. I tried to comfort her but couldn't help.

As soon as we reached the hospital, I asked the doctor what happened and he told us that it was a minor heart attack and was nothing fatal. We then went were Abeera's sister and father were present.

I told Abeera to relax and that her mother will be conscious in a while but the tears were continuously falling down her face. I understood what she was going through and so, I just hugged her to my chest while she cried her heart out. Slowly, she stopped crying and relaxed.

When the doctor announced Abeera's mother's discharge, Abeera told me that she wanted to stay at her maternal home. I couldn't refuse her this in times like this.

I knew it was going to be tough to stay without her but I knew I would somehow manage.

ABEERA'S POV:

It's been two days since I've come to my Mom's home. I miss Wahaaj terribly. I couldn't believe that I didn't feel at home in my Mom's home now, I felt like a guest staying here.

"Abeera, I think you should go back home now. I am perfectly fine now." Mom spoke to me as she could see how much I missed Wahaaj.

I agreed and had my Dad driver drop me back home.

At evening, when Wahhaj entered the room , he seemed to be in such a bad mood that he didn't see me sitting on the bed. I walked where he was, grumbling about something at the closet and tapped his shoulder.

As soon as he turned around, he looked surprised, then confused and finally, happy.

I greeted him softly and he instantly pulled me in his arms. It certainly felt good to be in his arms, he made me feel safe and happy. He kissed my forehead. He placed kisses on my cheeks and then bit my chin lightly.

"Ali..." I whined, making him chuckle. He stared at my lips and then looked at me as if asking me for permission through his eyes. I don't know what came over me, but I closed my eyes.

A few seconds later, I felt his lips over mine. A single touch of kis lips on mine made me feel intoxicated. He sucked on my lips. The kiss was slow and soft in the start but with each passing second, it became more and more wild. It was as if he was trying to eat me.

As I wasn't able to support myself, he held me by my waist and his other hand was placed on my neck. A few minutes late, he broke the kiss. I could feel my swollen lips as he placed his forehead on mine and tried to even out his breathing.

He looked absolutely beautiful with his fast breathing along with his swollen and slightly moist lips.

A thought came to me and I asked.

"Where were you going again?"

"To get my wife back to her home." He replied while staring in my eyes.

"Why-" I was about to ask, when he interrupted.

"Because I was missing her like hell and also because she'd spent way too much time without her husband." He aid making me blush deep red.

At night, Wahaaj kissed my lips and forehead before sleeping. And when I didn't have any problem with his closeness, I knew that I was falling for my husband.