NaniKiBhanjiKiBeti
Heey guys, this is a two shot. My mind skipped wayyy ahead in the story. Hope you guys love it. I’m not familiar with the name of relations of family in Gujarati, so I’ve come up with NaniKiBhanjiKiBeti from what I found with my research on google. ♥️🙈 Have fun reading!
Part 1
“Shivaaaa, jaldi undar aa naa,” Raavi yelled from their room hearing Shiva enter the house.
“Gale mein loud speaker lagvake aayi kya? Subah subah kyun chilla rahi hai?”, Shiva said coming into their room.
“Haha very funny, Shiva,” Raavi said unamused. “Do the honours,” she said holding out a new diaper.
“Arey bhai, pati ko kaise swagath karte koi isse seeke,” Shiva dramatised.
Raavi rolled her eyes, still holding it out at him expectantly.
“Gar aur dukaan ka saara kaam kar sakti hai, par Shivi ki diaper nahi badal sakti,” Shiva mumbled, pushing Raavi away and lifting his precious daughter carefully into his arms.
Raavi just giggled and stroked Shivi’s hair as he managed to change their daughter’s diaper in record time.
“Wow Shiva, tumhe tho best dad ki award milni chahiye. Vivaan pe kiye experiments ka result Shivi par dikh rahi hai, so proud of you,” she teased as she leaned in to take Shivi to put her to sleep.
Their baby girl was just four months old and she slept through most of the day and kept the entire house awake at night. And she had her father tightly wrapped around her fingers.
“Raavi, Bhagwan ke liye learn how to change a diaper, I can’t keep running back and forth between the store and home whenever Shivi cries. At least check her diaper before calling me,” Shiva threw her an exasperated look.
Raavi started laughing at his misery.
“Kyun has rahi hai?”, he demanded.
“Like you said, mujhe sab kaam aathi hai, why would this be ah exception, mera buddhu sher,” Raavi smirked her eyes gleaming with mischief.
Shiva gaped at her, “ey g-a-d-h-e-d-i!”, he spelled out taking care, even in anger, not to use any inappropriate language in front of their infant.
“Haan meri jaaan,” Raavi batted her lashes at him smiling innocently.
“Shivi ko niche rak,” Shiva ordered taking a step toward her threateningly.
“Nahi, rakungiii,” Raavi giggled knowing Shiva wouldn’t dare risk anything happening to his little angel.
“Ey darpok, apni bacchi ke piche chup rahi hai, I know ki tum ek chipkali ho, but chipkalion bi isse zyada brave hote hai,” he taunted knowing Raavi would take the bait.
“Eyyyy, Chipkali se math compare kar mujhe,” she said enraged laying Shivi on her bed, “pure Somnath mein mujse katharnak ladki nahi milegi, and kisi ko bhi puch lo, meri veerta ki kahaniyaan sunayenge,” she said poking her finger on to his chest to stress her point.
He caught hold of her hand, “fus gayi,” he said with an evil glint in his eyes. Her eyes widened.
“Dekh Shiva, I really didn’t know how to change diapers, Dhara di nee recently sikaya tha,” she reasoned whilst trying to pull her hand away.
“Aaj toh tumhe nahi chodne waala, juti,” he pulled her close.
Raavi tried pulling her hand away harder, but he was too strong, she decided to resort to the cleverest and probably the most cowardly option.
“Vivaaaaaaaaaan!”, she screamed.
Two seconds later, the tiny little mumma’s boy ran into the room. Immediately, Shiva let go of her hand.
“Mummmaaa, apne bulaya?”, Vivaan asked innocently looking up his mother with pure adoration.
“Haaan mere bacche, mumma ne apko morning kiss nahi di naa, isliye,” she said giving a big kiss on each of her son’s cheeks, without taking her eyes off her husband who was fuming silently.
“Mumma, kaki apko bula rahi hai,” he said pulling Raavi by her arms out of the room.
“Ek minute, Vivaan,” she said smiling victoriously as she stepped toward her husband who was shooting daggers at her and gave him a kiss on the cheek. A blush came over his face.
“Gussa math ho Shiva, from now I’ll check and call you only if necessary, okay?”, she giggled pinching his cheek and running out the door with her baby boy before he could react.
“Shivi ko acche se tuck in karke bahar aana,” she ordered from outside.
“Mujhe patha hai,” Shiva retorted. “Yeh MamikiBenKiBeti bi na,” he muttered under his breath.
Outside in the living room, Raavi’s Mausi, Anita, Hardik and their daughter, Vidhi had come to visit. Hardik and Gautam were already comfortably seated with cups of tea in their hands, deep in conversation with each other. Anita was scolding Vidhi who kept pulling her hair out from her ponytail.
Her Mausi attacked Raavi as she emerged from her room, “hey meri bacchi, kaisi ho? Us pagal saand tumhe thang kar raha hai kya? Abi batha do, mein danda lekar aayi hoon,” she said puffing out her chest.
Raavi giggled, her Mausi adored Shiva, especially after Vivaan was born, anyone would melt looking at the way Shiva cared for the little ones in the family. Though that made her and Shiva the constant babysitters for when the other three couples went on dates, she didn’t mind. It was always great watching Shiva with kids, who knew the saand was such a softie, she giggled to herself.
“Abey Maami,” came the booming voice from behind her. Her Mausi immediately cowered, “ey Shiva, mein Vivaan ki teacher ki baath kar rahi hoon, bai, suna hai ki vo thodi strict hai,” she tried to cover up smiling awkwardly.
“Kise ullu bana rahi ho, Maami,” Shiva said smiling wickedly, “apni damaad ke gale nahi lagaogi?”, he teased as he stalked toward his Maami which his eyes on her kangan.
“Eyyy dur jao bhai!” she tried to sho him.
Shiva wasn’t going to let go of any opportunity to scare his Maami. Maami took off into a sprint yelling for someone to save her from the pagal saand, Shiva jogged after her. They went round and round the living room for a minute before Dhara rushed to her rescue.
“Bas Shiva,” she warned him.
Prafulla held on to Dhara’s shoulders gasping and trying to hide herself.
Raavi shook her head in amusement, her Mausi had grown to adore him but he continued to go out of his away to trouble her. 25 years of habit had probably stuck on, or maybe that was his way of showing his love for his Maami.
“Eyyy NaniKiBhanjiKiBeti,” came her 6 year old’s voice shocking her.
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