[COMPLETED]Arshi FF :: Junoon#3 Epilogue up! (PG 108) (18/08) - Page 48

Lovely end :) will be waiting for epilogue :)

awww that was beautiful update and very sweet ending. Love does change everything and everyone. The harsh ASR is now the loving n caring husband n father.

Finally he heard and got what he has been waiting for. Khushi confessing him her love with the three words.😊

So beautifully written story .. -Zesty- i always love your work.. please give epilogue sooon! 😆

fab story eagerly waiting for epilogue...

just completed read all parts really loved ur writing skills

love ending...nice ..thnx for pm

nice thnc for pm

Epilogue

"Shhh..." Putting his finger on his lips, he turned to look at his hyper bunnies. "You two, stop fighting. Or else I won't be singing song for you guys for next two days."

And that made the two hyper bunnies glare at each other and shut their mouth immediately.

"And stop glaring at each other too." Arnav scolded.

"Daddy, I want to help you .." Samiara hopped forward and gave a sweet smile, knowing she had angered her daddy.

Ayaan stood there silently , watching his Father pick his sister and smile at her, allowing her to help him. He looked down at the flower in his hand. He was just trying to take his rose from Samaira, she was the one who was fighting. He looked at Samaira who was in his Father's arm now, giggling and cuddling into him. He stood there for some moments, waiting for his Father to turn and notice his presence, but it didn't happen.

And so he turned and exited from the Kitchen.

Ayaan peeked inside the room to see his Mother resting on the bed. He stepped inside and went towards the bed.

"Mamma..."

Khushi turned her head, following the voice, and smiled at her Son. "Ayaan! Come to me baby."

Ayaan climbed the bed and laid beside his mother, hugging her.

Khushi smiled and ran her fingers in his soft hair. "What happened, baby?"

Ayaan looked down at the rose in his hand. He lifted his hand and forwarded the rose to his Mother. "This is for you, Mamma"

"Oh .." Khushi looked at the beautiful rose. "This is for me?"

"Yes, Mamma.." Ayaan replied.

Khushi smiled and took the rose from him, dropping a loving kiss on his cheek. "Thank you, baby."

"You are welcome, Mamma." He probed on his elbow and kissed her forehead before lying beside her again.

Khushi giggled at her well-mannered Son. She looked down at him. He is such a good baby. Talks less, never bothers anyone, never fights with his sister, always listens to his parents. Her Son is such an obedient kid.

"Ayaan.." she cupped his face and made him look at her. She stared at his handsome face for few seconds before leaning in and dropping a kiss on his nose. "You know what sweetheart? You should talk a little more... not a chatter box like Samaira,.." she giggled. "But still a little ...so that one could know what goes inside that pretty head of yours.."

Ayaan tried to circle his hand around his Mother's round belly and cuddled more into her. "I don't like talking, Mamma.."

Khushi again made him look at her. "I know... But guess what? Mamma knows what Ayaan wants and feels even when he doesn't tell her. And right now you are upset, am I right? Now tell me why my Ayaan baby is upset.."

"Nothing Mamma...I am not upset.." he buried his face in the crook of her neck.

Khushi kissed his hair and held him close, just what he needs at the moment.

"Mamma!!" Samaira ran inside the room with her Father following her. "Mamma, see what we made for you!" She climbed on the bed and hugged her Mamma.

Ayaan moved back from his Mother and sat on the bed.

"What?" Khushi sat on the bed and looked at her smiling husband approaching her with a plate in his hand.

"This." Arnav kept the plate full of jalebis in front of her. "Jalebis!"

Khushi smiled broadly. "Jalebis? You made, Arnav ji?" Khushi looked at him.

"Yes.. I did"

"Me too , Mamma..I too helped Daddy ..." Samaira said cheerfully.

"Yes... Samaira too helped me.." Arnav winked at Khushi, making her giggle. "You wanted Jalebis, right? So I made it. Now you can have it..." he picked a jalebi and lifted to her mouth.

Khushi smiled and took a bite.

"How is it?" Arnav asked.

"Very tasty...Thank you...Ahh"

"What happened?" Arnav was beside her in no time, concern marking his face.

"What happened , Mamma?" Ayaan knelt beside his Mother.

"Is the baby kicking again, Mamma? Is it paining?" Samaira too stood on her knees.

Khushi shook her head and smiled.

"No, its not paining. But yes, baby kicked..." she took Arnav's hand and kept it on her 8 and half month old babybum. "I guess baby too liked your cooked jalebi.."

Arnav looked down at her stomach, feeling the movement beneath his palm. "Yes, I can feel it..." he looked at Khushi. "I can feel it ..." He smiled. "I love you ..." he pecked her lips. "Is it time to talk with the baby?"

Khushi nodded. "Yes, it is.."

"First me , Mamma" Samaira leapt forward.

Ayaan looked at Samaira, who kept her ear against his Mamma's stomach and started chatting. Today was his turn to talk with the baby first. But nobody remembered. Sad with that thought, he climbed down the bed and started walking towards the door.

"Ayaan, baby where are you going?" Khushi's eyebrow frowned in confusion.

Ayaan turned to look at his Mother. "Feeling sleepy, Mamma.."

"So early, Ayaan? Don't you want me to sing for you?" Arnav asked.

But Ayaan turned and left, not replying to his Father.

Arnav looked at Khushi, worried and confused. "What happened to him, Khushi?"

"He is upset over something, Arnav j." Khushi replied

"Mamma, I will talk to Ayaan and bring him back." Samaira smiled and jumped off the bed, running after her brother.

Khushi looked at the worried Arnav ji. "Arnav ji, it's OK . I will talk to him tomorrow." She took his and in hers. "Won't you talk with the baby, today?" Khushi asked.

Arnav looked at Khushi and then at her stomach. He wanted to, but for now all he can think of was Ayaan not replying to him. He has been the same from few days now, and it's now worrying him. He needs to talk to Ayaan first.

"I will first talk to Ayaan , Khushi ...he is really upset over something. You sleep, don't wait for me." Laying her down on the bed carefully, he left to talk to his Son.

Khushi looked down at her stomach, smiling. "Your Daddy is the best Daddy in the world, baby." Khushi closed her eyes, knowing her Arnav ji will take care of their kids, just what he is doing from the past 5 years.

Arnav entered to the room to see Ayaan lying on the bed and Samaira beside him, animatedly talking with him. He smiled at his crazy daughter and walked towards them.

"I am sorry for taking the rose from you, Ayaan . Are you upset because of that? I just wanted to see the rose and you were not allowing me. Don't be upset, see I said sorry... Sorry again ..." she kissed his cheek. "Are you still upset?"

"Hey there, teddy bears" Arnav jumped in between them, making Samaira squeal loudly.

"Daddy! You will sleep with us?" Samaira asked excitedly.

"Yes, why not? But first let me talk to my smoochie bear. " Arnav looked at Ayaan and circling his arm around his tiny waist, he brought him on his chest. "Now, Ayaan talk to me, sweetie. Tell me what is disturbing you."

Ayaan shook his head. "Kuch nahi ..."

"Kuch kaise nahi? There is something." Tightening his hand around him, he stood up with Ayaan in his arms. "Samaira, baby can you give Ayaan and Daddy some alone time?"

"OK Daddy.." she smiled and hugged her soft toy.

Arnav smiled at his daughter. "Thank you, baby. " he looked at Ayaan. "Let's go."

Arnav entered the poolside and made his Son sit on the recliner. Kneeling in front of him, he looked at his loving face.

"Tell me why you are upset, Ayaan, please?"

Ayaan looked down at his lap, tears beginning to accumulate in his eyes. "You love Samaira more than me..."

"What?" he looked at Ayaan, shocked. "Ayaan, who told you that?"

"You always carry her, you always tell her how much you love her, you always laugh with her, you always talk with her, you always hug her... and you always forget me..." he sniffed.

"God! No, baby." He cupped his face and made him look at him. "This is not true. How can I forget my Ayaan? I talk more with her because she is a chatter box, she demands replies. I hug her more, kiss her more, laugh with her more, because she demands all that, baby. Don't you know how she is? And that doesn't mean I love you any less. I love you both. You always remain quiet, never talk much. You don't like people hovering around you. You see, the difference is between you and Samaira.. She is always so excited, hyper, always demands everyone's attention. And you are not like that. But that doesn't mean me or your Mamma love you any less.. "

"Sacchi, Daddy? You love me, no?"

Arnav nodded his head. "Sacchi. I love you so so so much." Sitting beside him, he took him on his lap. "You know what Ayaan, I was just like you. I never liked talking with anyone, I never liked people around me. I ..I too thought my Father doesn't love. And I never asked him why he doesn't loves me.. I never tried to reach him. The only difference was, he never bothered either. It never mattered to him what I thought of him, he never bothered to spend time with me, he never bothered to ask me why I am so aloof." He looked down at Ayaan, the hurt of his painful past reflecting in his eyes. "I don't want to be like my Father, Ayaan. I want you to know how much I love you. I want to spend time with you. I want you to know how much you matter to me. I am so sorry for making you feel unloved, I am really sorry, baby."

Ayaan hugged his father. "Don't say sorry, Daddy. I am sorry for making you sad. I am sorry." He moved back from the hug and cupped his Father's face. "Me, Samaira, Mamma and baby, we all love you, Daddy, don't be sad. You are the best Daddy in the world. Sorry for upsetting you.." he kissed his Father's forehead. "Sorry...I love you.."

Arnav smiled at his innocent baby. "I know you love me. And I want you to remember that everyone loves you, no matter how much time they spend with you, no matter how much time they say they love you. Do you get me?"

Ayaan nodded. "Yes, Daddy. " he climbed down from his Father's lap. "Now, you go to Mamma, she needs you. What if baby starts kicking again? Go. I will go and sleep."

Arnav stood up and nodded at him. "Good night, sweetie. I love you."

"Love you too, Daddy. Bye.." he waved his hand at his Father and ran off.

Arnav smiled and started towards his room.

He entered his room to find his wife sitting on the bed and munching on jalebis instead of sleeping. He shook his head at his wife and went to sit beside her. "And I thought you were sleeping.."

"And I did. But then I was hungry, so I got up..." she pouted.

Arnav leaned and kissed her pout. "That's absolutely fine. As long as you stay on the bed and don't do anything that can tire you, you can do anything. But now it's late night, you should sleep now." Taking the plate from her hand, he kept it aside and laid her down on the bed. Leaning over her, he gave her a loving kiss. "Ayaan is no longer upset, don't worry about him OK. He was just insecure with all the attention Samaira demands and we give her. Our baby thinks I love Samaira more than him just because I talk and spend more time with her"

"What? Is he fine, now?" Khushi asked, concerned.

"Yes. He is fine. And this teaches me that, no matter if Ayaan demands my time or not, I should spend the same amount of time with him I spend with Samaira"

Khushi looked at the man in front of her. She has seen his transition from a possessive lover, who knew no difference between right and wrong, to a loving and caring husband and Father, who notices even a tiniest element of his kids.

She cupped his face and kissed his lips. "I love you so much ...Ouch..."

"What happened?" Arnav helped her to sit. "Baby kicked again?"

"Yes... .I guess the baby too wants to tell he loves you.."

Arnav smiled and looked down at her stomach. "Really?" he caressed her belly, world of love shimmering in his eyes. "I love you too baby, remember that. I love you more than your Mamma.." he winked at Khushi and kept his ear against her belly. "Oh...You too love me more than Mamma?" Arnav pretended to listen intently, making Khushi giggle.

"In your dreams. Baby loves me more" Khushi quipped.

"Accha? But baby says, I need to shut that lovely lying mouth of yours..." He smirked and took her lips in a sweet lingering kiss that took her breath away.

A tear fell down from his eyes as he looked down at the little bundle in his arms, his heart bursting with happiness.

"Daddy, I too want to see the baby please.." Samaira jumped up and down, too excited.

Arnav looked down at Samaira and Ayaan. "Ya..." he sat on the couch.

And Samaira and Ayaan were beside their Father in no time, looking down at the beautiful baby in their Father's arm.

"Baby is so beautiful, Daddy...Just like a doll" Samaira smiled.

"And so tiny .." Ayaan looked at the bundle, mesmerized.

Arnav nodded his head. "She is .." He kissed her forehead and looked over Khushi, who lay on the bed, tired. A shuddering breath left his body. From the time Khushi had told him about her pregnancy, he was so worried for her. He was happy, but along with the happiness, a fear had taken a place inside him. No matter how hard he tried to shove away the fear and be strong for his family, the fear still invaded his heart at the tiniest of painful groan from her.

"Daddy, Mamma is opening her eyes...!" Samaira squealed and ran towards her Mamma.

Ayaan followed his sister.

Arnav stood up and followed his kids.

"Mamma, are you OK?" Samaira climbed on the bed and looked down at her Mother.

Khushi gave a small smile. "Yes.. I am fine, baby ..."

"Then why your voice is so small, Mamma?" Ayaan asked, worried.

"I am just tired, baby."

Arnav took the stool beside Khushi's bed. "Khushi, are you fine?"

Khushi looked at Arnav ji. She smiled. "Yes.." she dragged herself in the sitting position.

Arnav stood up and sat on the bed beside Khushi. "It's a girl, Khushi.." he laid their baby girl in her arms. "She is so beautiful .."

Khushi looked down at her baby girl. She smiled and kissed her forehead. "She is." She looked at Arnav ji. "Thank you"

Arnav's brow frowned in confusion. "Thank you?"

"For not fainting during the delivery.." she giggled.

"Tumhe hassi aa rahi hai? You don't know how scared I was seeing you withering in pain. Thank God, it's over now."

Khushi laughed.

"Aap bhi na Arnav ji.." she rested her head on his shoulder. "No one is going anywhere, we are going to stay together, forever. You had told me.." she tilted her head to look at him.

Arnav smiled and pecked her lips. "Yes. Forever."

"Daddy, me too ..forever!" Samaira clamored.

"Shh, warrior. It's a hospital , not our home...come here ...come here Ayaan"

Samaira and Ayaan went and sat on their Father's lap.

Arnav held his family close and smiled. He was the happiest man today. "Forever. Daddy, Mamma, Samaira, Ayaan and baby is going to stay together forever ..." he promised his loving family.

"Kahin door sitaaron pe chanda ke ishaaron pe

Palne ko tere jo pariyon ne jhulaaya re

Nindiya re

Nindiya re..

Nindiya re

Nindiya re"

Three heads peeked inside the crib, looking at the baby, who according to them was the most beautiful baby in the world. And so they had named her Alak, meaning beautiful.

Alak blinked at the three pair of eyes staring at her.

"Daddy, she is still not sleeping ... Sing more.."

Arnav looked at Samaira, thoughtful. "Really? OK.."

"Jugnu panchi pyaare pyaare

Tere sapne bune

Neend bhari inn aankhon se teri

Chupke se kahte rahein

Sojaa re soja re

Sapno mein khoja re

Sojaa re soja re

Sapno mein khoja re

Nindiya re

Nindiya re

Nindiya re

Nindiya re

Nindiya re"

Samaira giggled. "She is still not sleeping, Daddy .."

Arnav looked at his blinking bundle. "What do I do now?" he asked.

"Tell her bedtime story, Daddy .." Ayaan said.

"Story? You sure it will work? But I don't know any story.." Arnav looked at his kids.

"Haww.. how can you not know story, Daddy..? Now how will we put Alak to sleep?" Samaira asked, her little brows frowned in worry.

Arnav looked at her with a sad pout. "I don't know any story..."

"You can make any story, Daddy..." Ayaan said.

"Oh my God!" Samaira squealed loudly. "You are so smart, Ayaan" she hugged her brother's arm.

"Thank you, Sam" Ayaan smiled at his sister.

"Hmm..." Arnav nodded his head. "But I don't know how to tell stories.."

"Try, Daddy ..." Samaira encouraged.

"OK...I will try ..." looking into the crib, he picked his daughter in his arms. "Once upon a time, ..hhmmm... there was a man, a ...a very bad man ... a man who never believed in love , who never behaved nicely with anyone ... but then, something beautiful happened ..." he paced the room with his tiny daughter in his arms, his two smoochie bears following him. "A girl walked into his life, a very beautiful girl, with a chiming sound of her payal following her...And the bad man fell in love with the beautiful girl.. .He loved her, but he was a bad guy, you can't expect him to do good things, right?" He asked as he sat on the bed.

"Yes Daddy, he is a bad guy .." Samaira twisted her mouth.

Arnav chuckled. "Yes...He was a bad guy... and due to his foolishness he lost his beautiful girl to a good guy .. "

"Then the good guy and beautiful girl lived happily ever after, right Daddy?" Samaira asked. This is what she had read in her story books. A beautiful princess falling in love with a good Prince and living happily ever after.

"No..." Arnav looked at Samaira. "The bad guy didn't allowed them to live happily. He realized his mistake and now he wanted his beautiful girl back. He did all the wrongs to get his beautiful girl back"

"That is wrong, Daddy.." Ayaan yawned and lay back on the bed.

Arnav looked at Ayaan. "Yes.. he was wrong.. and he realized it when his beautiful girl was all broken, all because of him .. "

"Then what happened , Daddy?" Samaira rubbed her sleepy eyes.

"Then the bad guy left ... but he still wanted his beautiful girl back .. the beautiful girl was his, and he wanted her back at any cost ..So he pleaded, begged, prayed for her everyday till he got her..." A pain shot from his chest as the image of the broken girl he had seen that day flashed in front of his eyes.

"Then what happened , Daddy?" Samaira asked as she too lay beside her brother.

Arnav looked at his kids. Holding Alak to his chest, he too laid back. "Then he got his beautiful girl back but she was no longer the beautiful girl he had fallen in love with... She had changed ... she was broken, sad, empty ...The bad guy did everything to mend her, to make her happy ..."

Samaira smiled. "The bad guy became good guy, Daddy .."

Arnav looked at Samaira. "Not completely though ... he tried ...But then two angels landed in his arms, and guess what?"

"Bad guy became a good guy!" Ayaan answered.

Arnav smiled. "Yes. Bad guy became a good guy ...and then slowly slowly slowly, he also got his beautiful girl back who now was happy with him..not sad..." He looked at Alak in his arms who had fallen asleep. "And then after some years, he got another angel , making his beautiful life more beautiful ... " Finishing his story with a smile, he stood up to put Alak in her crib.

Covering her properly, he turned to see Samaira and Ayaan too sleeping. He was about to walk towards them when he noticed a figure standing near the door.

"Khushi..?"

Khushi wiped her tears and walked towards him.

"Khushi, what happened.?" He circled his arms around her waist and pulled her in his arms.

"Nothing ..." she stared in his eyes.

"Then why are you staring at me?"

"Looking at my good guy.." she smiled.

Arnav chuckled. "Am I?"

Khushi nodded her head. "You are .." she smoothed back his hair from his forehead. "My good guy .." she whispered before placing her lips on his, showing him how much she loves her bad guy gone good.

There you go with the Epilogue! Hope you all liked it!

Isnt the ^^the pic just awesome? Credit to he Pic goes to one Russian IPK fan. I just love that pic!

Thank you Note : -

Here the story, 'Junoon' comes to an end. I hope you all enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Thank you each and everyone who supported me throughout the journey. I wont name, as I am sure to forget some names😆

So thank you so very much each and everyone 🤗

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that pic was awesome and well done epilogue! thanks for writing it!

Fantastic!! Awesome pic 👏