Epilogue
Rey was sitting in his bedroom working on his laptop. A huge event of D3 was coming up for which the rest of the gang had gone all over India for promotions. He stayed back because (A) the event was in Mumbai and (B) Taani wasn't well these days and he didn't want to load her with work.
Speaking of Taani, she was happily married to Rey and they were more intensely in love than before. One glance at them and anyone could make out the depth of their love. Being the manager of D3, the workload of the event was entirely on her as her partner Shivam was honeymooning Niki in another part of the world.
Taani: Rey aap phir laptop leke baith gaye?
Rey: Haan and don't ask me to stop working as you need rest. Kalse se do baar faint ho chuki ho! Dhang se khati to ho nahi aur kaam duniya bhar ka karna hota hai!
Taani: Atcha atcha aap gussa mat kijiye, I'll rest.
Rey: Good.
She went and sat next to Rey and leaned on his shoulder. She peeked in to see how much work was left. Seeing that it's almost done she leaned in more and pecked below his ear.
Rey: Taani I'm working.
Taani: I know.
She bit his earlobe and pulled on it. It took a minute for him to gain his senses and complete the work.
Taani: Rey mujhe aapse kuch kehna hai.
Rey shut the laptop and pulled her on his lap. He buried his face in the crook of her neck kissing and nibbling her wildly.
Rey: Kaho na.
Taani: Mmm.. You're.. distracting.. me.
She moaned into his touch. He moved his attention from her neck and began to pull down her top off her shoulder.
Rey: You started it.
He bit on her shoulder and she knew that it would leave a mark there. She couldn't handle more of his sweet torture and pulled him up by his hair. She attacked his lips like they were the only oasis in the middle of the Sahara desert. Rey had got used to her fierceness by now and gave in to her kiss immediately. He carried her to their bed undressing her on the way. Her hands reached the hem of his shirt and pulled it up breaking the kiss for a second. He laid her down and waited no time to fulfill what she wanted, as that was exactly what he wanted.
After they decided to take a break from their intense love making, Taani got close to him and propped herself on his chest and pecked his nose.
Rey: And here I thought you wanted a break. 😛
Taani: Shutup! Mujhe aapse baat karni thi.
Rey: Haan toh meine mana kab kiya?
Taani: You distracted me!
Rey: You got distracted. Not my fault.
Taani: Aapse na baat karna hi useless hai.
She turned to leave but Rey pulled her back.
Rey: Atcha sorry. What did you want to say?
Taani: Abhi mujhe nahi batana.
Rey: Tum na Rhea se bhi jyada ziddi ho!
Taani: Ussi ki bua hoon na.😉
Rey: You don't look like an aunt.
He cooed and kissed her on her cheek besides her lips.
Taani: Are you trying to distract me again?
Rey: Oh come on. I know you like it.
Taani: You know what, forget it, you don't need to know this.
Rey: Atcha okay. No more masti.
Taani: Promise?
Rey: Promise.
Letting out a deep breath, Taani spoke.
Taani: I'm pregnant Rey.
Rey: What are you trying to hide or what is it that you want?
Taani: Huh?
Rey: Tumhe humesha yeh bahana banane ki jarurat nahi hai..
Taani: Rey I am really pregnant!
Rey: Yeah I get it. Demand you wish madame.
Taani got up and went to the wardrobe and pulled out a file. She opened it and showed it to him. He read the file with his eyes growing bigger and bigger until he finally came upon the word "POSITIVE"
Rey quickly went to Taani and hugged her tight. He didn't have words to explain his happiness. He kneeled down in front of her and kissed her bare stomach.
Rey: I love you Taani.
He mouthed and hugged her belly. She ran her hand on his hair. She was overwhelmed seeing his happiness.
Rey: And I'm sorry for irritating you earlier.
Taani: Aap kabhi nahi sudharenge.😆
She pulled him up and wrapped his arms around her and melted in his embrace. He held her tightly but with caution knowing that a new life had entered their lives and he made a promise to himself that he will give love to his family till his last breath.
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