Ridhima- armaan kya hua baby aaj tumhe sanjeevni nahi jaana...
Armaan- no!!! Mujhe nahi jana
ridhima- kyun...
Armaan- mujhe tumhare saath rahna hai..
Ridhima- armaan..
Armaan- nahi basket mujhe nahi jana ... Tumhe pata hai vo nai intern mish mujhe aise ghurti hai... (showing ridhima).. Mujhe nahi jaana..
Ridhima- armaan..
Armaan- nahi mein nahi jaunga..
Ridhima- armaan
armaan- no...
Ridhima- aacha suno...
Armaan- mein ne kaha na mujhe nahi jaana mujhe aapni basket ke pass rahna h...
Ridhima- aacha... Aur kya kahoge pura din...
Armaan- romance...
Ridhima- baby.. Patients need u na..
Armaan- toh waha bahut doc hai.. But meri basket ke pass koi nahi hain na uska dhayan rakhne ko..
Ridhima- hain toh..
Armaan- koun hai..
Ridhima- mera junior armaan.(putting hands on her big tummy)
Armaan- par ye big armaan aapka dhayan rakhega...
I love u basket u make me complete in every sense...
Ridhima- i love u too armaan...
And ridhima hug armaan and armaan too resiprocate the lovely hug carefully not to hurt ridhima and their junior...
Armaan- basket
Ridhima- hmmm(still hugging)
Armaan- tumhe yaad hai jab tumhe ye pata chala tha ki tum mom banane wali ho toh tumne kya kaha tha...
Ridhima- hmmm.
Armaan- tum kitni budhu thi na...
Flashback...
Armaan- hey basket kya hua... Y r u sad..???
Ridhima- armaan i m.. Armaan vo mein... Mein.. Armaan tummm...
Armaan- kya hua basket... Tum itna dar kyun rahi ho...
Ridhima- armaan tum papa banne wale ho.
Armaan- ohh... Bus itni si baa...
WHAT!!!!
Ridhima- hain...
Armaan- sach...
Ridhima just nodded...
Armaan- waooo i love u basket.. Mein papa ye mein papa banunga... Yeee mein papa banunga...
I love u basket..
Armaan- kya hua basket tum ... Tum khush nahi ho...(scared) tum aabhi taiyar nahi ho kya...
Ridhima- nahi armaan vo baat nahi hai...
Armaan- toh kya hua ridhima...tum khush toh hona...
Ridhima- hain mein ... Vo armaan mein moti ho jaoungi...
Armaan- hain toh sab hote hai pregnancy mein mote...
Ridhima- armaan mein mein moti ho jaungi toh... Toh tum mujhe pyaar karna toh nahi chod doge na...
Armaan- ridhima... Tum pagal ho kya... Mein tumse isliya pyaar nahi karta ki tum sundar ho.. Hai tum sundar ho par dil se aur bhi jayada sundar ho isliya mein tum se pyaar karta hun... And i will always love u...
Ridhima- mein moti ho jaungi tab bhi(pouting unsurly)
Armaan- hain basket tab bhi aur jab tum budhi ho jaogi tab bhi...
Flashback end
Armaan- i always loved u... I will love u always...
Ridhima- i love u too..
And door bell rang..
And door got open
and mish enters the house and seening armaan shirtless she was drooling over him.. And ridhima smile seening that... She don't felt jealouse at all... But just smiled.. But armaan shifted uncomfortably behind ridhima hiding himself from her view...
As a yr old scared child hid behind his mother being scared from someone...
Ridhima smile deeply seeing this...
Armaan- tum yahan kya kar rahi ho misha...(eeping out from ridhimas shoulder)
Dr.mish- vo sir aaj aap aaye nahi toh mein ne soch aap ...
Armaan- dr.misha mein ne aaj off liya hai.. If u don't mind... I want to be with my wife.. And thanks for ur concern but i have my wife to look after me... Ab bye...
Ridhima- armaan...
Dr.mish- its okay mam... Bye sir.. Bye mam... And she left
Ridhima- armaan ye kya tha...
Armaan- tum baat mat karo mujhse...
Ridhima- kyun mein ne kya kiya...
Armaan- vo tumhare husband pya drool kar rahi thi aur tum has rahi thi...
Ridhima- hain toh...
Armaan- what hain toh... U should have been jealous...
Ridhima- but i m not..
Armaan- tum mujhe se bilkul pyaar nahi karti na.. Jao... mujhe baat nahi karni...
Armaan turns his face...
Ridhima- armaan look at me..
Ridhima put her hands on his face and pull his face to face her... Armaan pouting see her.. Like a kid... Looking at his mother...
Ridhima- mein tumse is duniya mein sab se jayada pyaar larti hun armaan...
Armaan- pt to her tummy isse bhi jayada..
Ridhima- hain isse bhi jayada... Bahut jayada...
Armaan- toh tum usse kyun...
Ridhima- armaan mein jealousy nahi feel ki.. Pata hai kyun...
Armaan- kyun (innocently )
Ridhima- bcoz i m proud of myself...
Armaan confused looking at ridhima...
Ridhima- armaan i m proud kyun ki itni ladkiyan tum par marti hai par tum sirf mujhe pe marte ho.. So i m proud of mysrlf... Is liya i was happy not jealous...
Armaan- hehehehe i love u basket i just love u.. Shooo shooo shooo much...
Ridhima- i love u to... Shhooo much...
And they hug each other..
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