Hmm so I had a bit of a mini breakdown this afternoon/eveningish that Shifali and Ravjot know about, but I'm over it now. Which is why I've written this one shot, I did promise it to Sanya so I hope she enjoys it! 😃 Love you Sanya!😳 *big hugs*
Enjoy:
Heer didn't know why but she could feel her heart beating doubly fast. There was an air of tension surrounding her while she was sitting in the middle of grand room. Everyone was around her, but not that one person she was looking for. Meher comes forward and puts a 'shagun ki chunari' on her; giggling as she hugs her.
"So di, kisko dhund rahi ho?" Meher raises her eyebrows and grins.
"Kisiko bhi nahin," Heer shrugs, and sits Meher down next to her, while patting her large stomach. "Tu bata, jab yeh nanha bacha aayega to tumhe chachi bulaiyega ya masi?"
Meher widens her eyes and slaps her di's hand away. "Masi. Main aapki behen hoon,"
"Aur—kisi ki patni bhi?" Heer whispers back.
"Meher! Idhar aao," Meher gets up immediately and rushes into the kitchen.
The rest of the night goes by quickly for Heer. Her whole family came one by one to bless her and her unborn child. The affection coming from everyone was what Heer had always wanted since the first time she stepped foot in this house during that night in the rain. She still felt as if this was all a dream that she'd wake up traumatized from. After having gone through so much heartbreak in her life with her parents and sister, she couldn't believe that God could be so kind again and let her live the happiness with the person she knew she was destined to be with.
Gayatri comes to her and sits down next to her, tears welling in her eyes. "Heer, aaj tumne mujhe itni badi khushi di hain,"
"Nahin ma, maine," Heer starts to say.
Gayatri shakes her head. "Tujhe pata nahin hain. Main aur tumhare bauji yeh din ke liye kitne taras gaye the,"
Heer just smiles and looks down so Gayatri takes some mithai and feeds Heer, while placing a gift in Heer's lap. "Thank you beta,"
After she leaves Meher comes and sits down next to her sister again. "Thank you di,"
"Thanks? Kyun?" Heer asks.
"Aapki himmat ke liye," Meher hugs her older sister tightly and goes to help with arranging the pooja.
Then Ash comes and sits down next to Heer. "I want to thank you,"
"Kisliye?" Heer asks. "Aaj sab mujhe thanks ke rahe hain,"
Ash cracks a smile. "Main thanks isiliye ke rahi hoon, kyunki agar aap nahin hoti to main kabhi theek nahin ho pati,"
Heer hugs Ash quickly and tightly. She could still feel Ash's pain sometimes when she looked into her eyes. Ash had broken down the night she found out that the man she loved had married her cousin; she had turned cationic almost. It had hurt them all to see her like that; Preet had tried everything to make Ash come back to reality, but there was nothing that would help. Finally when Meher and Heer had both come to Ash, and she had seen the red in Meher's parting and had cried that had broken her wall. Heer didn't even realize to what extent Ash's love for Preet was. The moment she saw her breakdown in her arms, Heer knew she had to be there for her cousin. Even now, they couldn't be in the same room without Preet feeling guilty for first marrying Meher without explaining the situation to Ash, and then he felt more guilt for falling in love with Meher. Somehow Heer knew though Ash was learning to get over it. She was smiling again with showing the glint in her eyes. Heer smiles remembering how happy and relieved both Meher and Preet had felt after seeing Ash like that.
Everyone had given Heer their blessings and then Meher and Ash help her up to her room, where once again she's surprised not to see that one person who could immediately make her smile.
"Kya hua di?" Ash asked. "Kuch dhund rahi ho?"
"Nahin Ash. Thank you," Heer shakes her head. "Tum dono jao, main so jaongi,"
"Theek hain theek hain," Meher giggles. "Hum jaate hain. Prem jiju ko bhej de?"
"Meher!" Heer warns.
"Kya di?" Ash pouts. "Hume thoda waqt aapni behen ke saath nahin guzar sakhte?"
Heer sighs right as her cell phone rings.
"Lo—tumhare patidev ka hi hoga," Meher raises her eyebrows and she and Ash leave.
Heer goes and sits down near the window and answers her cell phone without saying a word.
For a few seconds the silence continues.
"Pr—Prem?" Heer finally whispers.
"Tumhe kaise pata ke main hoon?" Prem asks.
"Tumhari saanson se," Heer blushes.
"Meri yaad aa rahi hain?" Prem asks.
"Nahi to," Heer answers. "Mujhe tumhari yaad kyun aane lagi?"
"Achaa? To agar aaj main upar nahi aaya, tumhe koi farq nahin parega?"
Heer felt her heart beat faster. "Nahin parega."
"To aaj tumhe mera chehra bhi nahin dekhna?"
"Nahi—tum aaj subah itni jaldi gaye hi kyun?" Heer pouts.
"Kyunki ma na kaha tha," Prem answers. "Aur waise tumhe kya lagta hain, mujhe meri Heer se kabhi bhi door jaana achaa lagta hain?"
Heer makes a face and doesn't answer.
"Kuch kahogi nahin?" Prem asks.
Suddenly Heer feels two hands come around her and rest on her stomach. "Prem—tum?"
"Kaise ho?" Prem asks, resting his chin on her shoulder.
"Theek," Heer answers. Prem quickly raises his hand and puts it on her lips. "Tumse kaun puch raha hain? Main to aapne bache se baat kar raha hoon," Prem smiles against Heer's cheek.
Heer slowly turns around in his arms. "Hmm...aapne bache se baat karoge, lekin aapne bache ki ma se nahin?"
Prem shakes his head. "Tum to meri Heer ho. Sabse zyaada, aur sabse pehle."
Heer snuggles in as close as her stomach lets her.
"Hamesha," Prem sighs against the fragrance of her hair.
"Hamesha," Heer whispers back.
So?? I've read so many cute one shots of Meher being pregnant, and then there was the cute one with Ash being pregnant in Radzie's ff, that I wanted to show my way, and so all I can hope is that you guys like it!😊 But seriously as always I want tons of honesty! 😃
Love you all loads,
Meera😳
Hamesha.
The whole concept; it was so nice. I've never read a PH FF, or one shot, where Heer is pregnant, so this was totally different! So nicely written. The ending was adorrrrableeee :D
Can't wait to read more of your stuff :)
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