|ArHi SS-Hum Do, Humare Do.||

Arnav and Khushi snuggled into bed as Arnav sat working on his laptop and Khushi; his sweet and beautiful wife was busy enlightening Arnav with the day's happenings. Arnav sat shirtless, glued to his laptop and his wife, cutely dressed in pink shorts and tee, hair cutely braided and her tiny baby bump which looked so cute on her, sat with her chin on Arnav's broad chest and circled his breasts with her finger gently. Outside the window, the moon looked bright and beautiful, but Arnav's moon was inside the room, sitting with him, hand and hand.

Just then, Khushi clutched Arnav's hand hard, almost digging her nails into his flesh and sat straight up. Arnav winced in pain, and shaken up, he looked up and noticed Khushi's expressions change from her normal naughtiness to puzzle. 'Khushi? Tum theek ho ?", his expressions visibly changing from irritation to worry. Khushi slowly placed her hand on her baby bump and looked at Arnav. "Khushi, WHAT?" Arnav shut his laptop , kept it aside and came close to Khushi, his muscular hands on her petite shoulders. "Arnavji, hum theek hai, who bas, thodi si bechaini ho rahi hai hume." Arnav, being a father for the first time, and obviously not used to a pregnant woman with him, got confused, took out his phone and told Khushi that he is calling the doctor.

Khushi looked at her hassled husband, the now innocent laad governor, who days back, had brutally tortured her because of a stupid misunderstanding and now, he couldn't see his wife in pain or anxiety even for a split second. A smile , escaping her face, "Swami (giggling), hum bilkul theek hai, aap kitni chinta karte hai humari." Arnav, now in his usual smirk, how he loved to irritate his wife, "Excuse me? Snap out of your dreams Khushi, mujhe tumhari nahi, apni beti ki chinta hai." He bent down and kissed Khushi's tummy, "Hope you are listening to this my princess." Okay , Khushi, now visibly offended retorted back sulking, " Oh hello, beti nai, Beta ! Aur yeh naa apke bte ki galti hai jo mujhe bechaini ho rahi hai, after all, he is a result of Arnav Singh Raizada's loins. Mujhe pareshaan kare bina chain kaha milega." She said, half grinning, half sobbing. 'Huh" Her Huh was accompanied by her hair strand falling on her face and Khushi angrily blowing it off.

"Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Raizada, you doubt my loins?" Arnav asked, clearly anguished and also with little traces of seduction. "Arnavji, sometimes your talks make me wish that you were impotent." "WHAT THE !" Arnav now clearly gave up, one thing he knew he couldn't do was win from his wife's talks and her hormonal changes, bah! "Unbelievable" "Goodnight Arnavji, KARELE wale dreams." "Shut up Khushi, one more word and I'll ask Di to prepare Biryani for you." Khushi's expressions changed to horror and Arnav started grinning.

Flash Back ' 2 days before, Anjali had made Khushi's favourite biryani but Khushi was feeling disgusted by its smell due to her hormones. FAVOURITE biryani !

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