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PART TWO

"You should join Tinder, man," NK said, his mouth full of the burger that he was eating, sitting on Arnav's office table. Something Arnav wasn't too excited about.

"What?" asked Arnav blankly, chewing on a sandwich.

"Tinder, you know, the dating app?"

"I know what Tinder is," snapped Arnav. "But why the hell would I join it?"

"Nanav," NK said seriously, wiping cheese from his chin. "I know you won't admit it. But I'm pretty sure I know exactly what this rough patch in your marriage' is. It's written all over your face! And I think that concentrating your energies elsewhere might help you clear your head." He took another large bite. "Novelty, Nanav, novelty," he whispered conspiratorially, burger bits flying out of his mouth and into Arnav's face. "Every man needs it once in awhile.and when you've had enough of it, you'll feel content enough to return to Khushi-ji's... um, familiarity." He nodded gravely.

Arnav wiped NK's burger off his face with a tissue, his features pulled down in disgust and regret at ever having told NK anything about his marriage. "You're suggesting that I should cheat on my wife? What kind of a brother are you?!" He spat.

"It's not really cheating, Nanav. You're doing this only so you can be with her again... you know, more efficiently. It'll set you right back on track, mere bhai."

"You're an idiot, NK."

"Am I?" NK snorted. "Well, then I guess you have a better solution to this?"

Arnav pursed his lips and glared at NK who put on an air of nonchalance as he innocently munched on his burger, his eyes trained on his food as he fought back a triumphant smirk.

"We just don't TALK anymore, Di," Khushi said morosely, twisting her teacup in her hand.

Anjali looked at her sister-in-law thoughtfully, quietly sipping her own tea.

"I know exactly what you two need," she said resolutely, setting down her cup on the coffee table.

Khusbj looked up expectantly. What? What was it they needed? A week away at a romantic resort? Role play, maybe? Or a pooja? (Though she doubted there were any poojas anywhere that could bring back lost sex drives... And really, what would they tell the Pandit?)

Anjali cleared her throat theatrically and the beamed. "A baby, of course!"

Khushi blinked.

"A baby?"

"Yes! Yes! A baby! A tiny, little, adorable baby will tie you two back together, I swear! Babies are just magical! They make everyone happy..." Anjali stared off into the distance dreamily.

A baby? How would that help them to have sex again? On the contrary, it would cry like a broken record in the middle of the night and ruin what little desire they could still juice out of themselves for each other in bed.

Besides, it was common knowledge that Arnav Singh Raizada hated kids...

No... A baby couldn't be it.

"Um, I don't know, Di," Khushi frowned. "We haven't really thought about babies yet."

"Well, start thinking now," Anjali replied distractedly through her haze of mental baby loving. "Oh, by the way, did you hear the good news?"

"You're pregnant!" Khushi cried. "I knew it! I knew it!"

Anjali blushed and rolled her eyes. "Not yet. It's just that NK met a nice girl on Tinder. He wouldn't shut up talking about it... Eating Arnav's ear off at work... Arnav didn't tell you? No? Well..."

She took another sip of her tea.