Mistress

Chapter 51- A happy famioy

After one month

Author's p.o.v

It's been one month since Sehreyar's grandma and Sajal has died. After their death, specifically

Sehreyar's Dadi's death, Sehreyar was completely broken.

He was very upset and couldn't concentrate on anything. He became quiet for some days because of

sorrow. He started passing his time alone thinking only about his childhood where his dadi used to take

care of him. After losing the only guardian he has had made his condition worst.

But, he started becoming normal again because of Meher. In this one month, Meher didn't leave

Sehreyar's hand even for a second. She helped him overcome the sorrow. She helped him to

overcome depression. She took care of him as a loving wife should do.

Sehreyar became completely dependent on Meher after having her care. He can't think of his life

without Meher. His heart and brain, both are now occupied by Meher. He started behaving like a crazy

person whenever he doesn't find Meher. She has become the oxygen for him. He is totally crazy for

her.

On the other hand, Meher has given her full to gain Sehreyar's trust. She knew that she is playing with

fire and she shouldn't mess it up. That's what she did. She smoothly played with Sehreyar's feelings to

gain his trust.

Right now, Meher is busy with some official work and Sehreyar has gone to meet Haniya. After

Sehreyar's Dadi's death he became very indifferent towards business. So, Meher took responsibility of

his business and handled everything smoothly. Now, she knows everything about his business.

Meher is now busy doing something on her laptop. Her eyes are glued on the laptop screen.

Suddenly, a pair of little hands covered her eyes from behind. She chuckled touching the small baby

hands. She knew who is it. It's none other than her little boy Mehrab.

" Is my baby in the mood of playing hide and seek?" Meher said playfully removing the baby hands

from her eyes.

Mehrab said pouting," Yes, Mamma. Let's go. Let's play hide and seek."

Meher pulled his chubby cheeks and said," But, Mamma is busy now. We will play later. "

" No...No...please..nah...Mamma please," Mehrab started nagging and jumping in front of his mother.

He started pulling Meher's dupatta.

Meher tried to convince him but he is stubborn as hell. He is continuously pulling Meher's dupatta and

crying. His nagging is now going out of control.

" Will you just stop this nonsense or I should lock you up in the washroom?" Meher yelled at Mehrab

becoming irritated.

Mehrab flinched a little hearing his mother's rude voice and started crying badly. It's the first time that

his mother scolded him like that. He said hiccupping," You.......are.....bad..... I Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

won't.....talk.....with...you."

Saying that he sat on the floor and started crying. His beautiful chubby cheeks are now red and tear-

stained. He is wiping his tears with his baby hands but his tears aren't stopping.

Meher felt guilty after seeing her son like that. She felt extremely sorry for this poor boy. She sat beside

him on the floor and said softly," I am sorry."

Mehrab didn't say anything. He turned his face in another direction and made a disappointed look.

" I am sorry Nah," Meher said holding her earlobe in an apologising manner. Mehrab looked at his

mother with the corner of his eyes. Seeing his mother's guilty face, he is feeling like hugging her. But,

he controlled himself because he is angry with her.

Mehrab said pouting," I won't talk to you."

" Really," Meher said playfully and started tickling his small stomach. Mehrab started giggling loudly.

Mehrab said laughing loudly," Mamma, ...Don't......tickle.......so....much."

" No, I will tickle this naughty boy of mine," Meher said continuing the tickling session.

Both mother and son are now busy in their fun making session. They are totally unaware of the fact

that a pair of black eyes are looking at them having a smile. His eyes are admiring the cute scene of

Meher and her son. The person can't just describe in words what's he feeling after seeing Meher's

beautiful smile.

" So, you are having fun without me," The person said with his fake angry voice.

Meher and Mehrab became startled by the sudden voice. Both looked at the door and found that

Sehreyar is looking at them with his admiring eyes.

" Abbu," Mehrab said excitedly and jumped on Sehreyar like a little Batman.

Sehreyar caught him and picked him up in his strong arm. He kissed Mehrab's chubby cheeks and he

also kissed him back.

Sehreyar's p.o.v

I return to my house as soon as possible after meeting Haniya. My relationship with Adeel is still the

same. But, we controlled ourselves for the sake of our sisters.

I entered my room and found that my little Munchkin is busy doing silly things with his mother. I just

couldn't stop myself without admiring them.

Finally, Meher is with me and I have also a cute kitten like Mehrab. I think I am the luckiest man in this

world who has a wife like Meher and a son like Mehrab.

I tormented Meher so much and even forced her into everything. But, still, she loves me like a crazy

person. She is the most humble and caring person I have ever met. She forgot my misdeeds with her

and accepted me wholeheartedly. That's why I love her so much.

She is so pure-hearted that she didn't leave my hand when I was in depression after my grandma's

death. She was always there for me to help. She was always there for me to support. I just can't think a

single moment without her. She is the most precious person to me. And I just love her.

" Abbu," Mehrab said excitedly and jumped on my lap. This little bundle of joy is enough to make me

smile.

I picked him up in my arms and kissed his chubby cheeks. He is just too much cute. Just like his

mother.

" When did you come?" Meher asked coming forward and smiled brightly. I just skipped my heartbeat

seeing her beautiful smile.

I replied giving back the smile," Just now."

Then, I said to her excitedly," Meher, I am really happy. Tomorrow, you are going to be officially mine."

Yes, tomorrow I am going to marry her in front of the whole country. This wedding is going to be the

most grand wedding. I am going to make her my wife. I am going to give her the position which she

deserves. She isn't my mistress. She is more than a mere mistress of mine. She is the love of my life.

She is the oxygen I breathe in. She is the person whom I want to cherish forever.

" Oh, Allah! I almost forgot that tomorrow is our marriage. I am really too much absent-minded," She

said making a disappointed face.

I don't know how can she forget about an important matter like that. Maybe she was very busy with

work. That's why she forgot.

I am smiling after seeing her expression when Mehrab asked me touching my beards," Abbu, what's

this marriage? Is it a play?"

Meher and I couldn't control our laughter, hearing his innocent questions. Kids are really the most

innocent creation of Allah.

" Well, it's a play where a princess is taken by the prince to love," I said looking at Meher who is already

looking at me with her innocent eyes.

Then, Meher said to Mehrab touching his nose playfully," The prince and the princess have to take

vows while they are marrying each other."

Mehrab looked at his mother confusingly. It's clear that he didn't understand a single thing whatever we

said.

I pulled Meher towards me by holding her waist. She rested her head on my shoulder and said softly,"

love you, Sehreyar."

Before I could say anything, Mehrab said pouting," Mamma, you said that you only love me. Then, how

can you love Abbu?"

I started laughing loudly hearing his complaint. I kissed him again on his fluffy cheeks.

" Tell your son, whom you only love? I said to Meher winking.

She blushed and said meekly," I love my both handsome heroes."

I just chuckled hearing her and hugged her tightly. I am now holding Meher and Mehrab in my embrace

and I felt like I am in heaven.

Meher is with me and loves me madly. It's really the most beautiful feelings in this whole world.

Now, my dream of having a perfect family with Meher is fulfilled.