Chapter 60: Chapter 60

"Ugh, Farhan," Natasha whined his name but that was replaced with a moan as he bites on her neck, making her hiss slightly. She shut her eyes close as her husband devoured her body like a hungry animal. He's always hungry for her. And she loves that so much.

"I'm not done, yet," he whispered huskily in her ears and then placed a soft kiss on her closed eyes and then on her lips, she kissed him back with a small smile, her eyes still closed.

"But we are getting late," Natasha muttered whilst opening her eyes abruptly, which was cut off by his kiss once again. She kissed him back grumpily. He cannot help it that she's so addictive.

"Okay, that's enough now." Natasha pushed her crazy husband away and gave him a pointed stare. He pouted cutely at her, any other day she would have given in and made love with him. But today was different.

"Stop being a baby, we are getting late. We should be on the way already. It's my friend's wedding." Natasha got down from the bed in hurry and blushed when the cool air hits her bare body. Her eyes looked anywhere but at him. Farhan had a smirk on his face as he got down from the bed in his bare state.

"Stop being so shameless." she stuttered shyly and tried to run into the bathroom but was caught by him quickly, who kissed her earlobes, "you behave as if you're seeing me like this for the first time. It's been five years now, remember?" his voice was husky and became teasing at the end.

Yes, how can she forget that? It's been five years of their marriage. God, it felt as though just yesterday they got married. But time flew pretty fast. It has been the most amazing five years of both their lives, filled with lots of love, arguments, fights, but mostly love.

Over time, they've grown to understand each other better and they still behave like newlyweds almost all the time, it was mostly Farhan trying to make it up for not being like that at the beginning of their wedding, and now he can't just stay away from her, even if he wants to. It was like a habit for him, which never leaves. He was that addicted to her.

As much as cute and romantic it was, it sometimes ends them up in pretty embarrassing situations, like the last week; where Farhan's mother caught them both kissing in the garage, accidentally.

Natasha couldn't look into her mother in law's eyes after that without feeling shy. Ameera is now staying with them both, after her husband's tragic car accident. Imran Sheikh kind of deserved that after all the evil things he did in his life.

Natasha's father passed away four years ago, that was the toughest phase of her life. But Farhan tried his best to make it easy for her. Without him, it'd have been more hard. Everyone had to die anyway.

But Alhamdulillah, everything is fine now.

Whatever Alisha spewed in Natasha's mind, Farhan made sure to show that vile woman her real place and she didn't dare come back into their lives, like ever.

As for Sasha King, she quit modelling and was now concentrating on her own family; she got married a year ago. Farhan still kept in touch with her, him being the fashion designer requires that. Keeping in touch with other designers and models is mandatory.

Farhan Sheikh and his branded clothes have become pretty more famous now, and Natasha was proud of her husband's achievements so far. He's so talented, Masha Allah.

Haya being his partner in the business has major credits in it too, she is now having her second baby this month and all of them are so excited. Natasha was so happy for her friend. Haya deserved all the happiness in the world and so much more, she may have envied her at first, but deep down loved her nevertheless.

"What are you thinking?" Farhan's voice snaps her out to reality and she kissed him in reply, "nothing."

"Let's get ready." she tried to get away from him but he doesn't just let her go.

"We will bath together and save some time and water, what do you think?" mischievousness filled his voice, she nodded with a shy smile, "but no funny business. We are already late."

"No promises though." winking playfully, he lifted her up in his arms and walked to the bathroom, who placed a kiss on his beard and adored her handsome husband's gorgeous face.

"Stop eyeing me like that, Nats." he groaned from inside, holding her barely like that and not getting to do anything was driving him nuts and his wife was teasing him with just her eyes. She had him wrapped around her fingers that it's so freaking crazy.

"I can't help it that my husband is so handsome, I can stare all I want." she kissed his stubble as he placed her in the tub.

"You better don't complaint that we got late," he added sternly and Natasha knew there's no backing off now.

Her husband, that crazy man is an insatiable beast. He can never get enough of her. Which she absolutely loved by the way.

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"Finally professor, I thought you'd not make it." Fahad Abbasi whined to his friend teasingly, who chuckled at his dramatic nature. Who can believe that he's twenty-seven and was already married?

And yes, Natasha is a professor now; it was her dream job and she was so glad that Farhan has pushed her to do it that day. It was with his encouragement that she had the guts to drop out of something so big and enter the teaching field. She absolutely loved her job.

"Be glad that I came." Natasha teased him, who glared at her funnily.

"Where is Arsalaan?" she inquired, who shrugged in no.

"Honestly, you guys should let it go. It's been three years now." Natasha added sternly. She cannot believe that these two inseparable friends have become sworn enemies now.

"It's his fault though. I won't talk first." Fahad said stubbornly.

"I'm so done with this nonsense and your petty fight. It's your wedding day, so I'm leaving you." Natasha sighed hopelessly.

People would laugh at the reason for their fight. It's so petty, that you'll feel they're five years old and not twenty-something years old.

"Leave about that, professor. How's your baby doing?" Fahad added teasingly, to which she rolled her eyes.

A blush appeared on her face as she looked down subtly. She was a month pregnant now. It was her first baby. People were shocked as to why it took them so long to have a baby. But Farhan and Natasha couldn't care less.

The baby wasn't in their plan up until now and they were happy that way. Moreover, they were too young to handle a baby back then. 22/24 years old was not a good age to handle the baby or so they thought. Which made them concentrate more on themselves and their careers. But the first baby is going to be so cherished and pampered anyway, Natasha was sure of that.

Thinking of the baby brings a smile to her face as she recalled how crazily her husband has fainted on hearing the news. He was so happy, that words could not describe that. He literally fainted in happiness.

"I was actually talking about the big baby by the way, if you are wondering," Fahad added teasingly, which made her cheeks go on fire.

Her friends loved to tease her and Farhan for always being the lovey-dovey couple, even after five years. They did not mind it one bit. Rolling her eyes, she walks out from there in search of her friend, Arsalaan.

"There you are. I searched for you everywhere." Natasha smiled at him, who nodded his head with a sad smile. His eyes looked around searching for that particular someone.

The Abbasi Mansion was filled with lots of people. It was their beloved son, Fahad's wedding after all.

"How are you, professor?" He asked with a smile that didn't quite reach his eyes, she nodded her head feeling bad for him.

"I'm good. I missed you all. See how quickly the time has passed." Natasha sighed.

"Damn true. Remember how I first talked with you. You were literally whispering on that day, couldn't even raise your voice properly at our classmates. I wonder how you're teaching for a whole class now?" Arsalaan laughed teasingly making her huff.

"You guys were too loud that day, but I'm a good professor now okay. Students love me." She huffed defensively, making him laugh once again, but his eyes were searching for that someone distractedly.

"I know you're my friend, Arsalaan. But what you did with her was pretty unacceptable. I also know you did that in your blind love for your sister, but go and apologize to her. I'm sure she will forgive you, maybe not today but one day, Insha Allah." Natasha encouraged with a small smile.

"She doesn't want to even look at me," Arsalaan whispered dejectedly, to which she gave him a sad look.

"Try harder." she encouraged with a smile and from the corner of her eyes, she could see Malaika, Arsalaan's wife glaring at their way.

"She's looking at us..." Natasha whispered slowly.

"Don't look. But behind you."

"Oh, someone else is also looking for you, professor." Arsalaan smiled at Farhan and then turned to look at his wife, who looked away almost immediately.

"Excuse me, guys. I'll be back." Arsalaan was gone and now, it was just the two of them there, not exactly, but they obliviously stared at each other like only they're alone in the hall.

Natasha has always wanted Farhan to look at her the way he was looking at her right now. He looks at her like this almost every day now, like she was the best thing that ever happened to him... It was her dream come true, literally. Which makes her blush every single time.

"We are standing in between these hundreds of people. Stop looking at me like that." She muttered shyly, who gave her a teasing wink, "my wife. I can stare all I want."

"Are you tired or what?" Farhan caressed her small baby bump subtly and another shy smile appeared on her face.

"Behave." she mouthed to him, who ignored her like always.

"I want to sit somewhere though." and then the next moment he was dragging her to some empty corner.

Natasha doesn't get mood swings or weird cravings like the other pregnant women. She was simply chill and happy, to which Farhan was glad. Because cranky Natasha may not be your favourite person. But he had no idea that she was just in her first month and there's more to come. Tough days are coming ahead, but Farhan would happily tolerate everything for his wife and baby's sake.

"Do you want anything else?" he asked once they sat in one corner, away from all the people.

"You." she muttered whilst placing her head against his shoulders, he was quite taken aback at that reply, "what?" His eyes went wide.

"I want you to never leave me, like ever," she mumbled lazily, suddenly feeling very tired and emotional.

"Of course not, silly. I'd never dream of it." he held her hand in his and kissed her palms gently. A happy smile formed on her lips as she stared at her husband and then at the small baby bump. It wasn't there yet, but she can feel it.

"I feel so happy, Farhan. I feel so happy," she muttered while staring at her belly adoringly.

"I know, baby. I feel so happy too." "thank you for coming into my life and changing it into pure bliss. I love you so much."

"I never thought I'd get a happily ever after." she teared up emotionally, whilst continuing to smile, "but I did secretly pray for this day. It still feels so unbelievable though." Farhan grinned at that, "even after carrying my baby, you're having doubts or what?" he had a teasing smile on his face.

"You're so impossible." she shook her head in disbelief.

"And you're so cute." she slapped his hands away whilst hissing in pain, his pinches can be a little painful. But it was his habit to keep pinching her cheeks every now and then. But she loved them nevertheless. It was their special 'thing'

"Farhan..." The way she called his name so sweetly with full of love, makes his heart flutter every single time. It amazes him to know that someone can love someone to this extent. And he felt immensely lucky to be married to her. To be loved by her.

"Yes, Nats." She smiled at him sweetly, "thanks for giving me the happily ever after which I never thought would be possible. I thought it only happened in the books and movies."

Farhan grinned at her flushed face, "thanks to you too, for coming into my complicated life as a ray of sunshine and making it way more beautiful every single day. I feel so lucky." He kissed her palms adoringly, making her blush.

Natasha was so glad that she met this absolutely amazing person in her middle school and became friends with him. He's the best husband anyone could ever ask for and he will be a great dad too, Insha Allah. She hated how they got married, but maybe it was meant to be that way. At the end of the day, it was so worth it. He gave her the happy ending which she has never imagined before but now lives in that every day.

With him, she felt complete, cherished and loved. In the past five years, he made all her insecurities vanish in the air. It didn't happen over a single night though. It took her some time, but Farhan made her realize what she really is and how there was no need to be insecure. He loved her for the way she is. It was a slow process. But at the end of the day, she's a confident woman now.

The one, whom her husband is totally proud of. She's so in love with that man. The father of her kid. Thinking about him always makes her emotional.

It was the life that she has always wanted and craved. And she thanks the Almighty every single day for blessing him with her.

They've come a long way, indeed.

"You should really stop looking at me like that, Nats," Farhan muttered with a groan, had they not been in public he'd have grabbed her gorgeous face and kissed her that instant.

"You should stop being so handsome then," she whispered cutely but winced when he pinched her cheeks again.

"Stop pinching my cheeks." she hissed at him.

"Stop being cute." he chuckled at her adorable face.

"I hate you."

"I love you too." that's pretty much how their married life is. Full of banters and silly arguments. But Alhamdulillah! They are happy nevertheless.

And they knew there's more coming ahead in their lives, but they are so ready to face everything. With both of them by each other's side, it should be easy. They know it won't be so easy, life is never easy, but together they vowed to make it easy.

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THE END!