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I have forever been very excited for SHIVAAY AND ANIKAS BABIES (4 has been my dream for these two) 😆 , and thus, this came up! 😳
please read and let me know your thoughts!
1ST SHOT
'SHIVAAY' Anika shouted.
'KYA HAIN? CHILLA KYU RAHI HO? MAIN KAR RAHA HU NA?' Shivaay shot back at his wife.
'Haa, toh acche se kijiye na?'
'UFFF...' Shivaay Singh Oberoi had never imagined in his entire life that someday, he would be sitting home, in his office hours, painting his wife's toe nails. While, she kept on scribbling something down on a piece of paper, and shouting occasionally.
'Papa, aap ghar kab aaye? Mujhe bataya kyu nahii? Pata hain, Shivani ne mere doll ki OH MY MATAA kardi! Please aap usse scold karo! NOW!'
Shivaay turned to face his 7 years old daughter Shivika, who was almost on the verge of crying, because his 5 and a half year old daughter, Shivani, one of his naughty twins, had done something to her doll, just like any other day.
'Baby, dont cry! Main... main nayi doll la dunga na!' But, he realised his words had zero effect of his baby. 'ABHI JAYENGE, SHIVI?' He closed the nail paint bottle tight, and looked his wife, who looked very annoyed by then.
'SHIVAAY... Maine aapko ye... ye sari complaints sunne ke liye bulya hain? Aap... Aap bhi naa!' Anika genuinely looked sad.
Shivaay didnt know whom to handle. His 7years old daughter or his 8months pregnant wife. He couldnt see either of them sad.
Anika had called him when he was in a meeting and asked him to come home immediately, because, she had carried his children in her womb for 26 months all together already and thus, it was his duty to ensure that she was happy, and content, so, HER NAILPAINT WAS MORE IMPORTANT THAT HIS 25CRORE DEAL. HELL YEAH! And Mr. SSO dared not to ignore what the Mrs. said.
'Mumma..' Ansh ran inside the room and hopped onto the bed.
'Ansh! Champ, slow down!' Shivaay said almost immediately when his son jumped to sit beside his mother.
'Mumma itni sad kyu hain, papa?' Ansh asked Shivaay, with eyes still fixed at his mother.
'ANSH, tune bhi mere Shivani ki madat ki na? Meri doll todne mein?' Shivika asked the little boy who looked scared.
'Nahi, main todi hi na Mumma hu? MUMMA CHEEZE TODTI HAIN, not me!' Ansh stated as a matter of fact, and this made both his parents look at eachother and giggle a bit.
Just then, Shivani too, ran inside the room and hugged Shivaay from behind. She kissed his cheek and made a noise.
'PAPA? AAP KAB AYEE? I LOVE YOU PAPA!!' Saying so, she came in front and sat on his lap, and again kissed his cheek. 'Lekin aapki daari mujhe chubhti hain, papa!' Shivaay heard Anika laugh a little and hold her belly. His little girl was a Drama Queen! Shivaay kissed Shivani on her forehead.
'I love you too, baby! But, I am sorry, daari toh chubhegi!' Shivaay looked at Anika and winked at her, and continued, '...because, Mumma loves it!' And he could feel her cheeks turn crimson. But all three of his babies looked confused.
'HAIN?' Ansh, Shivani and Shivika all said together, not understanding anything.
'Shivaay!!' Anika gently took his name and blushed and looked down, meaning he should stop, she looked quite embarrassed.
'Yeah... umm, Shivani, Ansh! tum dono ne Shivika ke doll tod diye kya?'
'HAAN PAPA... ANSH NE TODE HAIN, MAINE NAHI' Shivani quickly added and Ansh looked at her stunned.
'Mumma? Ye itna jhoot kyu bolti hain?' Ansh asked Anika, who was looking at Shivani, eyes squinted.
'Shivani NE HI TODE HAIN!' Shivika again shouted. Shivaay frowned. This was regular occurrence. And with a new member joining their little family, it would only increase.
'DEKHA! Shivaay, aapke bacche mujhe pagal kar denge! Isne uska ye toda, usne iska ye kha liya, isne ye kiye wo kiya, usne wo kiya... main jau toh kaha jau?' Anika looked pissed, but these werent his babies only, she was equally responsibility for their existence!
Shivani hugged Shivaay tight, and it took his frown away. He pulled Shivika who was standing a little distance away then Ansh into the hug.
'Papa is here, no? Main, SAB THEEK KAR DUNGA!' they all straightened and looked at him again, for assurance and then seeing him smile, they kissed him, and hugged him again.
Anika looked at her husband and their children and smiled contently, because she knew 'Chahe jitna bhi Raita kyu na phaila huwa ho, Shivaay use humesha samet dega!' Her family was perfect! She and Shivaay had made it perfect.
'Chalo chalo... mumma ko abhi papa se baat karni hain!' The babies broke the hug and looked at their mother. 'Idhar aao, sab mujhe ek ek kiss do, aur... niche khelne chale jao...Jaldi!'
All three of them kissed her and she too returned them one each. 'Aur koi shaytani nahi... warna main niche ajaungi!' Her warning made them all look at Shivaay, their father, who just kept quite, and they knew he dared not to say a word, and then they left the room, leaving their parents alone.
CID
