MADE FOR EACH OTHER

EPILOGUE.

DUA'S POV:

"Amman" I slowly said to my boy. His curly hairs where just like his dad but his eye's were just like mines.

Armaan ran his fingers through Amman's hair. Amman slowly began to wake up. He rubbed his eyes with his hands. He peeked from his half open eyes to look at us.

"Happy birthday Amman." Armaan said as he kissed his forehead.
"Happy birthday my baby." I said bender down to kiss his cheeks.

After hearing us and realizing it is his birthday he was all activated. He jumped up and hugged me. Basically my head. Then he jumped out his dad too.

"My giftsh." He asked. Armaan chuckled.
"You are just like your mother when it comes to gifts." Armaan said and I glared at him.
Both father and son laughed at my face. They always team up together.

"You both. Laugh as much you want. When my girl comes up we will see who laughs on whom" I said patting my five months belly.
"Okay enough. Amman go down then only you can see your gifts. They are all in the hall." I said as amaan began to run down.

"You mr. I'll see you too." I said to armaan who was lying down on the bed shamelessly.
"There's nothing more to see. Haven't you seen everything." He said.
What.
"Armaan." I yelled a little loud.
"You are so shameless aren't you." I said.
He got up and stood in front of me.

"I am just stating facts baby." He said.
"Whatever." I said before I crashed my lips onto his. We pulled apart for breath. You know oxygen lungs and all. He smiled at me.
"I love you" he said.
"Again stating the fact." I said as he chuckled.
"Armaan I have invited our neighbors. They just shifted you know. They are muslims too." I said.
"Okay. Anything you like. If ayesha can come. Then I think you can invite Aldo Hitler too." Armaan said. He still have a sore spot for her. Even after all these years.
"Armaan. I said you. Let it all be in past. She is changing." I said and he gave me oh-really-look.
"Okay but she is trying. Can't you see that. Armaan. Please don't sulk." I said giving him puppy dog eye's.

"Fine. I'll try." He said.
"Good boy" I said ruffling his hairs with my hands.
"Dad. Hot wheelsh car." Amman brag in as we created a good space in between us.
"You like it my love" armaan said as he picked amman in his arms.
"Yesh dad." He said cheekily. Oh my goodness. He is so cute.
"Then give dad kissi" armaan said.

Who knew he could be such an amazing dad. But he is. And now one more coming soon to join the team. Girls team. As per armaan. I don't know what it is but I too think it's a girl.

"Amman are you ready...oh my baby looks so good." I said. I wish I could pick him up.
"Jazak Allah mommy" he said.
"My good boy. Let me make your hairs. Your daddy forgot to I think." I said.
"No I didn't. I was gonna do that too." Armaan said. He snatched the comb from my hand and began to set his hairs.

I went down stairs to see the food for the party. Not many guest were invited just few friends from amman's kindergarten. And children whom he plays with who live on the same street. Baba. Ammi and abba. Ayesha and her husband. Our new neighbors.

"Assalamu Aalaykum ammi." I said as I saw ammi and abba entering the house.
"Assalamu Aalaykum abba" I said while hugging ammi.

"Walaikum Salaam" they both said. A maid came and took the bags away from them.
"Where is our grandson. Amman. Amman." Abba said and called for amman.
"Dada jaan" amman came running down and jumped on his grandfather.
"Happy birthday dada ki jaan" abba said.
"My turn too." Ammi said taking amman away from abba's arm.

We all steeled on the couch in the hall. We all kept laughing and talking. Amman showed all his gifts to everyone.

"Array baba. Assalamu Waalaykumu." I said and ran towards baba who just made the appearance.
"Walaikum Salaam beta. Sorry I am late an important meeting came up." He said hugging me. We began to walk in where everyone was sitting.
"Where is my champion." Baba said looking at amman. He quickly ran to hid behind the closest thing he could. Behind the couch.