Vaidehi's POV,
I entered our room and headed directly toward the closet to get a fresh pair of clothes. As I stepped inside, the familiar fragrance of Ansh's perfume filled the air, evoking a sense of comfort and longing. These days, all I seem to want is Ansh beside me, his presence a constant source of solace. Instead of reaching for my own clothes, I found myself gravitating towards Ansh's wardrobe. I pulled out one of his black shirtsâmy favorite, with its lingering musky scent that always reminded me of him. Along with his shirt, I grabbed a pair of my leggings. After changing into the comfortable outfit and freshening up, I felt a sense of relief. The heavy lehenga I had been wearing earlier was beautiful but cumbersome, and now, in Ansh's shirt and my leggings, I felt much more at ease. It was as if wearing his shirt brought me closer to him, wrapping me in the warmth and familiarity of his presence, even when he wasn't physically there. Finally, I sat on the bed, feeling utterly exhausted. Today had been hectic, but the joy of Ahaan bhai finally marrying the love of his life made it all worthwhile. The tears they shed when they saw each other were a testament to their unconditional love. As I stretched out my aching legs on the bed, a sense of relief washed over me. Despite my overwhelming fatigue, I found myself waiting for AnshâI couldn't fall asleep without him. My eyes grew heavy with exhaustion, but my mind wandered back to our morning. The memory of seeing those two red lines on the pregnancy kit flooded my thoughts, bringing a rush of emotions. We had witnessed a new beginning together, a future filled with hope and excitement.
A smile spread across my face once more as I gently placed my hand on my stomach. The same overwhelming feeling that had filled my heart last night returned, a mixture of joy, excitement, and profound love. The realization that I am carrying our child, a living symbol of our love and bond, is an indescribable bliss that words can scarcely capture. As I think about this precious life growing within me, I am filled with an immense sense of gratitude and happiness. Our baby, you are a miracle, a tiny being who has already brought so much joy into our lives. The anticipation of meeting you, holding you, and nurturing you fills my days with hope and wonder.
"Baby, you know," I whispered softly, We are incredibly blessed to have Ansh in our lives. He is not just a wonderful husband, but I know in my heart that he will be an amazing father too. His kindness, patience, and unwavering love have always been my pillars of strength, and I can already see how these qualities will make him the best dad. He dreams of the day he can cradle you in his arms, whispering words of love and promises of protection. Baby, you are so loved already. Your mumma and papa are eagerly waiting for the day we can finally meet you face to face. Until then, know that every beat of my heart is filled with love for you, and we are counting the days until we can shower you with all the affection and care you deserve. Our lives are already brighter with you in them, and we can't wait to embark on this beautiful journey together as a family. Mumma is very sorry that we didnât know about you for those first two weeks when you were trying hard to make your presence known to us. But did you see how papa welcomed you and surprised mumma in the morning? It was such a beautiful moment, filled with joy and love. Donât worry, okay? Once you arrive in this world, mumma and papa will pamper you endlessly and spoil you with all our love. I giggled at my own thoughts, imagining the many ways we would shower you with affection. From cozy cuddles to playful laughter, our home will be filled with warmth and happiness because of you. I could already picture the little moments we would shareâyour tiny hands gripping our fingers, your first smile, your first steps. Every milestone will be a cherished memory. As I continued talking to our baby, a sense of peace and contentment washed over me. The connection we shared was so profound, even before meeting face to face. My heart swelled with love, and I found myself drifting off to sleep, cradled by the sweet dreams of our future together.
Viyansh's POV,
Papa and I bid farewell to the close relatives who were heading to the hotel for the night and would be attending tomorrow's reception. Today's event was quite hectic, and for my cute little wifey, it must have been especially tiring and exhausting, given how easily she gets tired these days due to her pregnancy. Yes, pregnancyâwe are expecting our first child, and this feeling is something truly extraordinary. We've always talked about having kids, imagining our future family with joy and anticipation. To be precise, mera bachcha my wifey dreams of having three kids, and honestly, I can't complain. The thought of a house filled with the laughter and playfulness of our children brings a smile to my face. Although we hadn't planned for this, it was really unexpected, but yes, sometimes the best things in life are the ones we don't plan for. This is our unexpected blessing. It feels so surreal that soon our little version will be roaming around the house, filling it with joy and laughter.
The news of our baby has doubled the happiness in our home. Vihaan and Vanshika's wedding has been the main cause of all the hustle and bustle recently, and now, the news of our new family member has just added to the excitement. I'm incredibly happy for Vihaan; he finally married the woman he's loved for over five years, and I sincerely wish them all the best.
As I climbed the stairs to reach our room as quickly as possible, I couldn't help but think of my Jaan. I know she must be waiting for me because she can't sleep without me, and truth be told, I can't sleep without her either. The thought of seeing her, holding her close, and sharing this special moment makes me quicken my pace. I entered our room and the scene in front of me melted my heart like chocolate on a warm day. There she was, my little cute lady, sleeping in a sitting position on the bed, in my shirt. Her head was tilted to the side, resting on her shoulder, causing her lips to form an adorable pout. Both of her hands were securely placed on her stomach, cradling our growing baby. I could tell she had been waiting for me, probably talking to our little bean. Careful not to disturb her peaceful slumber, I approached her quietly. I knew she wouldn't wake up easilyâshe's always been my sleepyhead. The sight of her, serene and content, filled me with a deep sense of love and tenderness. I gently caressed her head and placed a tender kiss on her forehead. Carefully, I slid one hand under her neck and the other under her knees, gently guiding her to lie down more comfortably. I covered her with the comforter, and she snuggled deeper into its warmth. After changing into more comfortable clothes, I joined her on the bed. As I settled beside her, my sensitive wife sensed my presence and warmth. She snuggled closer to my chest, seeking comfort and security. I wrapped my arms around her, one hand gently resting on her stomach, as if protecting our precious baby. The weight of the day and the comfort of being together quickly lulled me into sleep. In that peaceful moment, surrounded by the soft breathing of my wife and the promise of our growing family, I felt a profound sense of happiness and completeness. Our love, our bond, and our anticipation for the future intertwined in the warmth of our embrace, as dreams of our little one filled our hearts.
Vihaan's Room,
Vihaan quietly entered the room and noticed that his newly wedded wife wasn't in bed. Curious, he walked over to their walking closet, where he found her sitting in front of the vanity. She had taken off all her jewelry and dupatta, and was in the process of removing countless hairpins that were evidently causing her frustration. Her adorable pout and irritation were clear signs of her struggle. Leaning against the door, Vihaan couldn't help but admire his beautiful bride. Despite her annoyance, he found her utterly charming. He chuckled softly at her cute, angry expression, unable to resist her charm. Slowly, he approached her and stood behind her, gently placing his hands on her shoulders.
Vihaan: "May I help you, Mrs. Singhania?"
Vanshika: "Yes, please, Mr. Singhania."
Vihaan chuckled affectionately as he began to carefully remove the hairpins from Vanshika's hair. With each pin he extracted, he could sense her tension easing. Finally, the last pin was removed, and Vanshika let out a sigh of relief. She leaned her head back against Vihaan's stomach, closing her eyes in relaxation. Vihaan gently started massaging her scalp, his fingers working in slow, soothing motions. Vanshika could feel the tension melting away as he continued the gentle massage. The stresses of the day seemed to fade into the background as she focused on the comforting touch of her husband. In that quiet moment, surrounded by the intimacy and care they shared, Vanshika felt truly at peace. Vihaan's touch and presence were a soothing balm to her, and she couldn't help but smile softly as she drifted into a state of relaxation.
Vanshika: "Vihh, main na us beautician pe case kar dungi aap please aage sambhel lena ha, itne pins koi lagata hai kya. Itne toh mere baal nahi hai jitna usne pins laga di."
(Vihaan, I'm going to file a complaint against that beautician. Can you please handle it from here? Who puts so many pins? I don't even have that much hair!)
Vihaan chuckled softly as he continued to massage Vanshika's head, his fingers working gently through her hair. Vanshika closed her eyes, savoring the sensation of his touch. The day's weariness was catching up to her, and with each stroke of his fingers, she felt herself drifting closer to sleep. Her breathing slowed, becoming steady and relaxed. The tension in her muscles melted away under Vihaan's soothing touch. The room was filled with a peaceful silence, broken only by the soft sounds of their breathing and the gentle hum of the evening outside.
Vihaan: "Shika, go, change, and then sleep."
Vanshika suddenly opened her eyes, a look of surprise on her face as she stood up and stared at Vihaan in shock. Her sudden movement interrupted the peaceful moment, and Vihaan looked at her, slightly confused by her reaction.
Vihaan: "What?"
Vanshika: "Aren't we going to do that?"
Vihaan: "Do what?"
Vanshika: "uff Vih, aaj Suhagraat hai humari, hum nahi karenge kya vo..."
(Oh, Vihaan, it's our wedding night. Aren't we going to...)
Vihaan's hand instinctively pressed against her mouth, his eyes widening in shock. He couldn't believe what he had just heard. His wife had always been known for her boldness, but this was beyond anything he had expected. As he looked at her, his face flushed crimson with a mixture of surprise and embarrassment. Her openness about the topic had caught him completely off guard, leaving him struggling to find words to respond.
Vihaan: "Sh..shika tum.."
She gently removed his hand from her mouth.
Vanshika: "Main kya Vih?? Tell me."
(What am I supposed to say, Vihaan? Tell me.)
Vihaan turned his face away, cheeks burning with embarrassment, hoping to hide his reaction from Vanshika. However, her laughter only grew louder, punctuating the awkwardness of the moment. He turned back to look at her, his confusion evident in his eyes, wondering why she found his reaction so amusing.
Vihaan: "What??"
Vanshika wrapped her arms around Vihaan's neck, drawing him closer, while he instinctively placed his hands on her waist. With a playful grin, she gently pulled his cheeks, teasing him affectionately despite his earlier embarrassment.
Vanshika: "you are so cute."
Vihaan couldn't help but give a shy smile in response to Vanshika's playful teasing. His cheeks still tinged with a hint of pink.
Vanshika: "I know we are both tired. I was just teasing you."
Vihaan smiled warmly and gently kissed Vanshika's forehead. She closed her eyes, savoring the warmth of his lips against her skin. Feeling his love enveloping her, she leaned into his embrace, letting herself be held close by him. Vihaan wrapped his arms around Vanshika, pulling her gently but firmly against his chest. They stood there in each other's arms, finding solace and comfort in their embrace. The world around them seemed to fade away, leaving only the quiet intimacy they shared in that moment. For Vanshika and Vihaan, the simple act of holding each other conveyed more than words ever could. It spoke of their love, their connection, and their unspoken understanding of each other's feelings. In that embrace, they found strength, reassurance, and a deep sense of belonging.
Vihaan: "We are married, Shika."
Vanshika: "I know, husband."
Vihaan: "I can't explain what I'm feeling right now."
Vanshika: "I know, Vihaan. You don't need to say anything. Your eyes say everything."
Vihaan and Vanshika stayed wrapped in each other's arms for a while longer, cherishing the solace and serenity of their embrace. In the quiet of their shared moment, they felt the profound joy of being married, of being together in love. Their hearts beat in sync, resonating with the deep connection they had forged. They basked in the warmth of each other's presence, finding comfort and contentment in simply being together. The gentle rhythm of their breathing filled the room, a gentle reminder of the peace they found in each other's company. Vihaan tenderly cupped Vanshika's face in his hands, gazing into her eyes with a mixture of love and adoration. He leaned in once more, pressing another sweet kiss on her forehead, a gesture filled with affection and warmth.
Vihaan: "Go and change."
Vanshika: "Yes, but remember we'll do that soon."
Vanshika leaned in and planted a soft kiss on Vihaan's cheek, her lips leaving a warm imprint. Giggling mischievously, she quickly darted away, leaving Vihaan blushing in her wake. Vihaan stood there, his cheeks tinged with a rosy hue, a smile spreading across his face at Vanshika's playful gesture. He watched her retreat with a mixture of amusement and adoration, her laughter filling the room and warming his heart.
Vihaan and Vanshika changed into comfortable sleepwear and settled down in each other's arms. They lay close together, finding comfort and warmth in the embrace of their love. As they drifted off to sleep, their breathing synchronized, their hearts beating in harmony. In the quiet of their bedroom, surrounded by the soft glow of love and the peace of the night, they found solace in each other's presence. Their dreams intertwined with the promise of a future filled with shared moments, laughter, and endless love. Wrapped in the tranquility of their embrace, they knew that no matter what tomorrow might bring, they had each other, and that was enough to make every day beautiful.
In Viraj's room,
In Viraj's room, both Viraj and Virat were deeply engrossed in their laptops, their attention focused intently on whatever task they were engaged in. The room was likely filled with the soft glow of screens illuminating their faces as they worked. Suddenly, amidst the quiet concentration, Viraj's phone emitted a subtle buzz, signaling an incoming message.
Virat: "It must be the OTP. Check it, and then we'll make the payment."
Viraj nodded and reached for his phone, expecting an OTP, but instead found a message from an unknown number.
Message: "You were looking super handsome today, Mr. Viraj Singhania."
Viraj felt puzzled, wondering who could be messaging him from an unknown number. He glanced at Virat, who was glaring at him, adding to his confusion and curiosity.
Viraj: "What??"
Virat: "Teri girlfriend hai aur tune mujhe bataya bhi nahi."
(You have a girlfriend, and you didn't even tell me.)
Viraj: "What nonsense? Koi girlfriend nahi hai meri."
(I don't have a girlfriend.)
Virat: "Then who is she?"
Viraj: "You idiot, it's a message from an unknown number. agr meri girlfriend ka message hota toh number toh save hota na."
(If it was from my girlfriend, the number would be saved.)
Virat: "Point. Then who could she be?"
Viraj: "How are you so sure it's a girl?"
Virat: "Why would a boy compliment you? Unless you're a..."
Viraj: "Shut up, you idiot."
Viraj slapped Virat on the back playfully, and Virat giggled, rubbing his back where he had been slapped.
Virat: "Okay, at least reply with a thank you to her."
Viraj: "No need. I don't entertain such stupid people. Now, let's concentrate on what we were doing. That's more important right now."
Virat: "Agree."
Viraj: "Chal na payment kar ab."
(Come on, make the payment now.)
And then both of them quickly refocused on the task they had been doing before the playful moment.
Next morning,
Viyansh woke up to find Vaidehi still sleeping, cuddled close to him. A soft smile played on his lips as he gently kissed her forehead, a daily ritual that marked the beginning of his day. He cherished these quiet moments with her, knowing that his day didn't truly start until he had shared this tender gesture with her. Carefully, Viyansh untangled himself from her embrace, ensuring not to disturb her peaceful sleep. He adjusted the pillow back into place and then his gaze fell upon her stomach. His smile widened as he gently bent down and kissed her stomach, feeling a rush of affection and connection to their unborn baby. Since the day they had learned about the pregnancy, Viyansh had developed the habit of kissing Vaidehi's stomach every morning and night. It was his way of expressing love not just to Vaidehi but also to their little one growing inside her. He would often talk to the baby, sharing his hopes and dreams for their future together as a family. As he caressed her stomach lovingly, Viyansh felt a profound sense of happiness and anticipation. The journey they were on together, from husband and wife to soon-to-be parents, filled him with joy and gratitude. He knew their lives were about to change in the most beautiful way, and he couldn't wait to embark on this new chapter with Vaidehi and their precious baby.
Viyansh noticed the time on the clock showing 8:30 in the morning and decided to skip his gym routine for the day, understanding that he needed to rest after a hectic previous day. He quickly finished his morning chores within the next 30 minutes and returned to the room. Seeing Vaidehi still sleeping, he observed the signs of tiredness on her face, likely due to morning sickness and the strain it caused. Concerned for her well-being, Viyansh decided to let her rest a while longer. He recalled that she had been experiencing morning sickness and had been eating light, healthy meals for the past two days. He decided to prepare her favorite breakfast and then wake her up. Viyansh descended the stairs and entered the dining area, where he found everyone already gathered at the table. He took a moment to perform his morning prayers, a ritual that grounded him and prepared him for the day ahead. After completing his prayers, he approached Vikram, Viraj, and Virat, extending warm greetings to each of them.
Viyansh: "Good morning everyone."
Viraj: "Good Morning Bhai"
Virat: "Good Morning bhai"
Vikram: "Good morning Viyansh, How's Ladoo? She must be tired from yesterday, right?"
Viyansh: "ha papa, so Rahi hai, morning sickness hoti hai Roz toh maine socha Aaj kuch uska favourite breakfast bana du."
(Yes, Dad, she's sleeping. She has morning sickness every day, so I thought I'd make her favorite breakfast today.)
Vikram smiled and nodded. Vanshika entered the dining area from the kitchen, dressed in a stunning red ethnic dress that gleamed with elegance and grace, reminiscent of a newly wedded bride.
Vanshika: "No need Viyansh bhai."
Viyansh turned around and saw Vihaan and Vanshika approaching from the kitchen, each carrying a casserole dish in their hands. Vihaan knew that it was a special momentâthe Pehli Rasoi ritual, where Vanshika would prepare her first meal for the family after marriage. However, Vihaan believed that this ritual should be shared by both of them, symbolizing their partnership and mutual support in every aspect of their married life.
Viyansh: "Good morning Vanshi, and Vihu."
Vanshika, Vihaan: "Good morning, Bhai."
Vihaan: "Bhai, Dahi thik hai?"
(is the dahi okay?)
Viyansh: "Yep, my sleepyhead is still sleeping."
Viraj: "Bhai aap humari cupcake aise nahi bol sakte."
(you can't call our cupcake like that.)
Viyansh: "Aur tu meri biwi ko cupcake nahi bol sakta."
(And you can't call my wife cupcake.)
The family giggled at the banter between the siblings, enjoying the lighthearted exchange between the them.
Vanshika: "Bhai, you don't need to do anything. I have prepared aloo paratha for bhabhi."
Virat: "But bhabhi, I wanted to have pancakes."
Vihaan: "Haa chote laad sahab aapke pancakes, Raj ka favourite halwa, bhai ke liye paneer Paratha, papa ke liye healthy poha everything is ready."
(Yes, little master, your pancakes, Raj's favorite halwa, bro's paneer paratha, and papa's healthy pohaâeverything is ready.)
Virat: "Waah bhai, biwi ke aate hi aap toh kaam pe lag gaye."
(Wow, bro, as soon as your wife arrived, you got to work.)
Viraj: "ise hi kehte hai biwi ka darr Veer, pehle sirf bhai ghumte rehte the bhabhi maa ke aage piche, ab Vihu Bhai bhi nazar aayenge bhabhs ke aage piche."
(This is what you call the fear of a wife, Veer. Before, only brother used to roam around sister in law, and now Vihu bro will also be seen following bhabhs.)
Both Viraj and Virat giggled and high-fived each other, reveling in their mischief, but their amusement was short-lived. Suddenly, they received a surprise in the form of flying apples to their faces, courtesy of their elder brothers. The impact left them stunned for a moment, but soon laughter erupted among the rest of the group at the unexpected turn of events. Their laughter faded abruptly when Virat glanced towards the staircase and noticed Vaidehi descending. His heart sank as he saw her pale complexion and tear-streaked face.
Virat: "Bhabhi maaaa"
As Virat called out to Vaidehi, everyone's attention shifted towards the staircase where they saw her descending slowly and cautiously. The air became tense with concern as they noticed her pale face streaked with tears. Viyansh, noticed her distress immediately and a pang of worry shot through him. Without hesitation, he rushed towards her, his heart pounding with apprehension. Vaidehi reached the bottom of the stairs, her steps faltering slightly as she struggled to contain her emotions. When Viyansh reached her, she threw herself into his arms, seeking solace in his comforting embrace. Her body shook with sobs, her tears wetting Viyansh's chest as he held her close. Viyansh felt a surge of protectiveness and concern for Vaidehi. He gently stroked her hair, murmuring soothing words in an attempt to calm her trembling form. His own worry reflected in his eyes as he looked down at her, silently urging her to share what had caused her distress. The others stood around them, watching silently, their earlier levity replaced by a somber understanding of the gravity of the situation. They exchanged worried glances, wanting to offer support but uncertain of how to intervene without intruding on Viyansh and Vaidehi's moment.
Viyansh: "Shhhh, kya ho gaya bachcha?? Ro kyu Rahi hai aap??"
(Shhhh, what happened, baby? Why are you crying?)
Vaidehi: "A..n...sh, Mai..."
Viyansh: "ok ok, shhh shant shant."
(Okay, okay, shhh, calm down, calm down.)
As Viyansh continued to gently stroke Vaidehi's head, her tears showed no sign of stopping. The tension in the room grew palpable, and concern etched deeper into the faces of everyone present. Viyansh held her close, whispering words of comfort in her ear, trying to soothe her anguish. His own worry intensified as he felt her sorrow reverberate through her trembling body.
Vikram: "Viyansh, ladoo ko vaha le chal ise bitha pehle."
(Viyansh, take ladoo there and make her sit first.)
Viyansh nodded solemnly to his father, silently acknowledging the concern and support from his family. He gently attempted to pull Vaidehi away from him, but she clung to him even tighter, her grip refusing to loosen. Tears continued to stream down her face unabated, her sorrow palpable in the way she held onto him.
Viyansh: "Jaan, kya hua hai??"
(What happened)
Vaidehi: "ma..in... Vo..."
Vanshika: "Bhai, aap bhabhi ko sofe pe bithao pehle Shanti se, phir pucho."
(first seat bhabhi comfortably on the sofa, then ask calmly)
Viyansh guided Vaidehi towards the living room, her clinging grip showing her reluctance to let go. With gentle patience, he helped her settle onto the sofa, carefully supporting her until she was seated. Despite her evident distress, she kept holding onto him, seeking comfort in his presence. Once they were seated together, Viyansh held Vaidehi's hands in his, offering a reassuring grasp to let her know he was there for her. Her face was flushed red and tear-stained, tears still flowing down her cheeks in silent sorrow. Seeing her like this caused Viyansh's heart to ache with concern. He felt a mix of emotionsâworry for her well-being, empathy for her pain, and a deep sense of love that compelled him to comfort her in any way he could. Gently, Viyansh reached up to wipe away the tears from Vaidehi's cheeks, his touch tender and caring.
Viyansh: "Jaana??"
She remained silent, her tears unabated, her gaze fixed downwards. Viyansh gently lifted her chin, cupping her face in his hands, trying to meet her eyes, searching for a way to comfort her in that moment of vulnerability.
Viyansh: "Bachcha, idhr dekho, kya ho gaya? Pain hai kahi tumhe??"
(Baby look at me, is it painig anywhere?)
She shook her head slightly, indicating that words were hard to find amidst her tears and emotions.
Viyansh: "Phir??"
(Then?)
Vaidehi: "Ansh I.. sl...ept.. uuhhhuhuuhuu"
Vikram: "Virat Pani laana please."
(please bring water.)
Viyansh gently rubbed Vaidehi's back in a soothing manner, trying to provide her with some comfort. Virat, quickly ran towards the dining table and grabbed a glass of water. He returned swiftly and handed the glass to Viyansh. With a caring look, Viyansh held the glass to Vaidehi's lips, helping her take small sips. The cool water seemed to help, and she started to calm down a bit, though she was still sobbing softly. Viyansh continued to rub her back in a gentle, reassuring way.
Viyansh: "Ab batao kya hua?? Main toh tumhe sote huye chod ke aaya tha."
(Now tell me, what happened? I left you sleeping.)
Vaidehi: "Vahi toh Ansh.. aa...aap mujhe chod ke aa gaye, Ansh hospital chaliye."
(That's the thing, Ansh... you left me, Ansh. Let's go to the hospital.)
Viyansh: "Hospital?? Jaan dard ho raha hai kahi??? Ya lag gayi tumhe kahi??"
(Hospital?? Jaan, are you in pain somewhere? Did you get hurt?)
Viyansh, with a gentle touch, placed his hand on Vaidehi's stomach and asked softly. Vaidehi, her eyes still wet with tears, shook her head slowly, indicating that the discomfort wasn't there. Viyansh's brow furrowed in concern as he tried to understand what was troubling her.
Vikram: "Toh kya hua ladoo hospital kyu jaana hai?? "
(What happened, ladoo? Why do you need to go to the hospital?)
Vaidehi: "I slept on my stomach, humara baby dab Gaya hoga na Ansh."
(I slept on my stomach, our baby must have been pressed, Ansh.)
Vaidehi, her breath still unsteady, placed her trembling hand on top of Viyansh's, which was resting on her stomach. The simple yet profound gesture made everyone in the room freeze in shock.
Virat: "What??? Bhabhi maa don't worry hum abhi hospital chalte hai. Bhai main car nikalta hu aap bhabhi maa ko leke aao. Viraj chal sath me."
(What??? Bhabhi maa, don't worry. We'll go to the hospital right now. Bhai, I'll get the car, you bring bhabhi maa. Viraj, come along.)
Virat turned to go to his room to get his car keys, sensing the need to be prepared for any situation that might arise. However, he stopped in his tracks as a wave of laughter erupted from everyone around him. Even Viyansh couldn't help but giggle, though he tried hard to stifle his laughter, knowing that his little wife might feel hurt. Vaidehi, bewildered by the sudden change in the room's mood, looked around at the laughing faces. The unexpected reaction confused and overwhelmed her, and she began to cry again, her sobs intensifying. The laughter slowly died down as everyone realized that their mirth had only added to her distress. Viyansh immediately turned his full attention back to her, his expression softening with concern.
Vaidehi: "An..Ansh, ye log... "
Viyansh, seeing Vaidehi's distress deepen, pulled her gently into his embrace. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her close in a protective hug. With one hand, he started caressing her head, his fingers threading softly through her hair in a comforting motion. Vaidehi's sobs gradually began to quiet as she felt the warmth and security of his embrace.
Viyansh: "Shhhh, Rona band karo yaar tum pehle."
(Shhhh, stop crying first.)
Vaidehi: "But hum... humara baby."
(But our... our baby.)
Vanshika, sensing the emotional atmosphere in the room, approached Vaidehi and sat down beside her. As Vanshika placed a comforting hand on Vaidehi's shoulder, the laughter that had briefly lightened the tension faded away. Vaidehi, feeling the touch, pulled back gently from Viyansh's embrace and turned to look at Vanshika.
Vanshika: "Bhabhi don't worry, aisa kuch nahi hoga."
(nothing like that will happen.)
Vaidehi: "How do you know that??"
Vanshika: "Because I have a niece, aapko pata hai Samriddhi bhabhi (Vanshika's sister in law) bhi aise hi darr gayi thi aur Rona shuru kar diya tha. Phir maa ne samjhaya unhe ki aisa nahi hota hai."
(Because I have a niece. You know, Samriddhi bhabhi was also scared like this and started crying. Then maa explained to her that it doesn't happen like that.)
Vaidehi: "Pakka mera baby thik hai na??"
(Are you sure my baby is okay?)
Vikram stepped forward and tenderly placed his hand on her head.
Vikram: "Haa ladoo, tera baby bilkul thik hai, aur aise choti choti baaton pe roya mat kar."
(Yes, ladoo, your baby is perfectly fine. Don't cry over such small things.)
Vaidehi pouted slightly, her expression a mix of sorrow and acknowledgment. She nodded in response, indicating she understood the gesture of comfort from Vikram.
Vaidehi: "But Ansh, I threw up again in the morning, hum ek baar Doctor se consult kar le kya??"
(But Ansh, I threw up again in the morning. Should we consult the doctor once?)
Viyansh: "Jaana, kal Naina bhabhi ne kaha tha na all these are normal and medicines bhi di hai."
(Jaan, yesterday Naina bhabhi said all these things are normal and gave you medicines too.)
Vikram: "Haa ladoo, beta tension mat liya kar it's not good."
(Yes, ladoo, don't take tension, it's not good.)
Vaidehi nodded, signaling her acceptance of the comfort offered, and gradually, her tears subsided. However, a faint sobbing sound continued to echo in the room. Viyansh, noticing this, turned his gaze towards Vaidehi once more, gently cupping her face in his hands, silently urging her to express whatever was troubling her.
Viyansh: "Bachcha tum phir ro rahi ho???"
(Baby, are you crying again?)
Vaidehi: "Nahi Ansh, main toh thik hu."
(No, Ansh, I'm fine.)
As Viyansh noticed Vaidehi's red eyes and tear-streaked face, though she had stopped crying, everyone exchanged concerned glances, trying to understand the source of the sobbing they heard. Eventually, their gazes settled on Virat, who stood with tears streaming down his face. Viyansh gently released his hold on Vaidehi's face and turned towards Virat, his expression filled with empathy and concern.
Viraj: "Tujhe kya hua??"
(What happened to you?)
Virat: "Nothing just bhabhi maa ko rota dekha toh..."
(Nothing, I just saw bhabhi maa crying so...)
Everyone shared a gentle chuckle, recognizing the innocence and vulnerability of the youngest and cutest member of their family amidst the emotional moment.
Vaidehi: "Awww mera Veer."
Vaidehi approached Virat with empathy shining in her eyes. She gently wiped away his tears, her touch conveying comfort and understanding. Virat, touched by her gesture of kindness, embraced her tightly, letting himself be comforted by her warmth and support.
Vaidehi: "I'm alright now, okay?"
Virat nodded in acknowledgement and managed a small smile.
Virat: "Aapko aur baby ko bhook lagi hogi na Sweetiepie??"
(You and the baby must be hungry, right, Sweetiepie?)
Vaidehi: "Yes, bahaut zyada."
(very much.)
Virat: "Chaliye, bhabhs ne aapka favourite breakfast banaya hai."
(Let's go then, bhabhs has made your favorite breakfast.)
Vaidehi: "Ohh, let's go then."
Virat, still feeling the warmth of Vaidehi's comforting embrace, placed his hand on her shoulder as they walked together towards the dining table. Their conversation was filled with light-hearted teasings and occasional giggles, the earlier tension and tears now replaced by a palpable sense of relief and camaraderie. The rest of the family exchanged glances, their expressions reflecting surprise and relief at the sudden change in Virat and Vaidehi's mood.
Vihaan: "Bhai, ye dahi ka toh samajh me aata par ye Virat kaise pagal ho gaya??"
(Bro, I understand about dahi, but how did Virat become so crazy?)
Viraj: "Cupcake ko batau ki aap unko indirectly pagal bol rahe ho??"
(Should I tell Cupcake that you're indirectly calling her crazy?)
Viyansh: "Pehle toh bhabhi maa bol."
(First of all, say bhabhi maa.)
Viraj regally ignored both his elder brothers and instead turned his attention to Vanshika, grasping her shoulders firmly.
Viraj: "Oh my buttercup, let's go and have some pancakes."
Vihaan: "bhabhi bol shika ko, Biwi hai vo meri."
(Say bhabhi to Shika, she's my wife.)
Viraj: "Aur crush hai meri."
(And my crush.)
Both Vanshika and Viraj laughed.
As Viraj playfully evaded Vihaan's attempt to playfully hit him, he darted behind Vaidehi for cover, followed closely by Vihaan and Viyansh. Vaidehi, caught by surprise but amused by the sudden burst of energy and playfulness, found herself at the center of the game. Vihaan and Viyansh joined in the chase, calling out to Viraj as they tried to catch him. Vikram, their father, watched the scene unfold with a mix of amusement and fond exasperation at his children's antics. Vanshika, still smiling at the playful atmosphere, shook her head affectionately at the brothers' behavior, enjoying the lively interaction among them. Viraj, peeking out from behind Vaidehi, grinned mischievously, his laughter blending with the others'. Vaidehi, unable to hold back a smile at their antics, playfully pretended to shield Viraj from Vihaan and Viyansh.
Vihaan: "Bahar nikal tu pehle, kya bol Raha tha crush hai. "
(Get out first. What are you saying, she's your crush?)
Viraj: "Ha toh hai Vanshii bhabhs humari Crush, kyu Virat??"
(Yes, Vanshi bhabhs is our crush, right, Virat?)
Virat: "Yepp, love you cutiepie."
Virat, catching the playful mood in the air, sent a flying kiss towards Vanshika with a wink. Vanshika, amused by his gesture, giggled in response. Viyansh chuckled at the exchange, shaking his head with a smile, while Viraj, still hiding behind Vaidehi, peeked out curiously, intrigued by the playful interaction between his siblings.
Vihaan: "Abhi kal raat ko hi uske bhai ban ke dono ne jute churaye the na mere."
(Just last night, you both stole my shoes as her brothers.)
Vaidehi: "Ahaan bhai, raat gayi baat gayi. Now everything is back to normal aur aap bhi aadat daal lo."
(Oh bro, last night is gone. Now everything is back to normal, and you should get used to it.)
Viraj, feeling a sense of closeness and affection towards Vaidehi, quietly approached her from behind and hugged her, resting his head gently on hers. Vaidehi, touched by his gesture, placed a hand over his arms, acknowledging his embrace with a warm smile.
Viraj: "Love you cupcake."
Vaidehi, feeling the warmth of Viraj's embrace, gently caressed his cheeks with a tender touch. Her fingers traced softly over his cheeks, expressing her affection and care for him.
Virat: "sweetiepie mera hug??"
(Sweetiepie, my hug?)
Viyansh: "Main deta hu dono ko hug, ruko tum dono aaj nahi bachoge."
(I'll give you both a hug. Wait, you two won't escape today.)
As Viraj dashed away from Vaidehi, joined by Virat, Viyansh, and Vihaan in a playful chase around the dining table, laughter filled the room. Vikram couldn't help but chuckle at their antics, shaking his head in amusement while Vaidehi and Vanshika shared in the laughter, enjoying the lively scene. Vanshika, despite Vikram's initial refusal, insisted on serving him, a gentle smile playing on her lips as she moved around the table. Once she finished with Vikram, she turned her attention to Vaidehi, her expression warm and caring.
Vikram: "Achcha achcha, chalo ab baitho sabhi, nashta kar lo. "
(Okay, okay, everyone, sit down and have breakfast.)
Vaidehi, sensing Vanshika's intention to serve her, gently caught her hand with a smile. Their eyes met, and Vaidehi expressed her gratitude with a soft shake of her head, indicating that she wanted to serve herself.
Vaidehi: "Vanshii, we all can serve ourselves, aap baitho bhai ke pass."
(You sit next to brother.)
Vanshika smiled and nodded in response, then took a seat beside Vihaan. Everyone began serving themselves their preferred dishes. Viyansh moved to serve aloo paratha to Vaidehi, but she stopped him abruptly.
Vaidehi: "Ansh noo"
Viyansh: "Kya hua Jaan, aloo Paratha nahi khana??"
(What happened, jaan? Don't you want to eat aloo paratha?)
Vaidehi: "Nahiiii"
(Nooo.)
Vaidehi, swapped her plate with Viyansh's plate at the dining table. Viyansh looked at her with surprise, a smile spreading across his face as he accepted the swap good-naturedly.
Vaidehi: "Main ye paneer Paratha khaungi."
(I want to eat paneer paratha.)
As Vaidehi began to enjoy her paneer paratha, savoring each bite with evident pleasure, Viyansh smiled warmly at her. He too started to enjoy his breakfast, appreciating the flavors of his meal while occasionally glancing over at Vaidehi with fondness.
Viraj: "Bhabhi maa, we are noticing aaj kal aap sab healthy cheeze and mostly bhai ki favourite cheeze hi khate ho. "
(Bhabhi maa, we've noticed that these days you only eat healthy things, mostly bhai's favorite foods.)
Vaidehi: "Haa kyuki mujhe aaj kal yahi sab pasand aata hai, main kya karu Raj."
(Yes, because that's what I like these days. What can I do, Raj?)
Virat: "Ohhh nooo."
Virat stood up abruptly, his expression filled with shock.
Viyansh: "Kya hua tujhe ab??"
(What happened to you now?)
Virat: "Bhai aapne notice kiya, bhabhi maa ko sirf aap chahiye hote ho aur vo sirf aapki favourite cheeze khati hai, she even behaves like you sometimes."
(Bro, did you notice, bhabhi maa only wants you and eats only your favorite things. She even behaves like you sometimes.)
Viyansh: "Haa toh.."
(Yes, so?)
Vanshika: "matlab lagta hai baby bilkul Bhai ki tarah hoga."
(It means it seems the baby will be just like bhai.)
Virat: "Exactly"
Viraj: "Noooooooo"
Even Viraj stood up and shouted. Viraj's sudden outburst startled everyone at the table. His shout caused the rest of the family to instinctively cover their ears, reacting to the unexpected volume.
Vihaan: "Pagal ho gaye ho kya dono."
(Have you both gone mad?)
Vikram: "Why are you shouting??"
Viraj: "Because papa, baby bhai ke jaisa hoga."
(Because Dad, the baby will be like bro.)
Vaidehi, with a cute grin on her face, reached over and held Viyansh's biceps affectionately.
Vaidehi: "Woww, Ansh humara little bean aapke jaisa hoga."
(Wow, Ansh, our little bean will be like you.)
Viyansh, feeling Vaidehi's hand on his bicep, smiled warmly at her and gently caressed her hand with his own.
Virat: "Kya bhabhi maa isme wow kya hai?"
(What's wow about that, bhabhi maa?)
Viyansh: "Tum dono ko kya issue hai isme??"
(What's the issue with that?)
Viraj: "Obviously issue hai bhai, hume cupcake jaisa cute, sweet, innocent baby chahiye tha, aap ke jaisa arrogant nahi."
(Obviously there's an issue, bhai. We wanted a cute, sweet, innocent baby like Cupcake, not an arrogant one like you.)
Vihaan, Vanshika, and Vikram shared a giggle at Viraj and Virat's antics. Viyansh, catching their amusement, turned to glance at Viraj and Virat with a stern glare.
Viyansh: "Jaan, I'm telling you main humari beti ko in dono se dur hi rakhunga."
(Jaan, I'm telling you, I'll keep our daughter away from these two.)
Viraj: "Beti???"
(Daughter???)
Viyansh: "Yes meri beti, biwi ko har waqt main chahiye means meri beti ko bhi main chahiye, she loves me toh tum dono toh dur hi rehna. Pehle meri biwi ko mere bare me ulta sidha batate the ab meri beti ko bhi na bigaad do dono."
(Yes, my daughter. If my wife always wants me, then my daughter will want me too. She loves me, so you two stay away. You used to say bad things about me to my wife; now you'll spoil my daughter too.)
Virat: "Ohh nooooo"
Virat shouted once more, his voice echoing through the room.
Vihaan: "Ab phir kya hua tujhe???"
(What happened to you again?)
Virat: "Raj yaar ye humne kya kar diya, humne iske baare me kyu nahi socha??"
(Raj, what have we done? Why didn't we think about this?)
Viraj: "Chal ab bhi der nahi huyi hai changes kar dete hai."
(It's not too late, let's make changes now.)
As Viraj and Virat made motions to leave the dining table abruptly, causing confusion among the rest of the family, Vikram reached out and gently held Virat's hand, preventing them from leaving.
Vikram: "Where are you both going? Finish your food first."
Viraj: "We need to do some really important work."
Vanshika: "Aisa kya important hai work hai??"
(What important work is that?)
Virat: "Areh bhabhs, last night we were doing online shopping, but now we think we've placed the wrong order."
Vihaan: "Kal sab itne thak gaye the aur tum dono shopping kar rahe the vo bhi raat me."
(Everyone was so tired last night, and you two were shopping, that too at night?)
Vanshika: "Anyways finish your breakfast first."
Viraj: "No, no, we need to make changes before the baby items get dispatched."
Viyansh: "Baby items??"
Virat: "Haa bhai, hum baby ke liye shopping kar rahe the."
(Yes, bro, we were shopping for the baby.)
Both Viyansh and Vaidehi exchanged smiles with Viraj and Virat, their expressions reflecting warmth and understanding. Vaidehi, filled with excitement, couldn't contain herself and asked eagerly.
Vaidehi: "Kya kya shopping ki dono ne??"
(What all did you two buy?)
Viraj: "Bhabhi maa humare dimag me hi nahi aaya ki aapko beti hogi, aur humne blue cot order kar diya hai now we need to change it to pink."
(Bhabhi maa, it didn't occur to us that you might have a daughter, and we ordered a blue cot. Now we need to change it to pink.)
Virat: "Toys me car ki jagah dolls karni hai."
(We need to switch from cars to dolls in the toys.)
Viraj: "tshirts ki jagah frocks"
(And from t-shirts to frocks.)
Vaidehi: "And what if it's a baby boy?"
Now, the twins found themselves confused.
Viraj: "But bhai ne bola na unko beti hogi."
(But bhai said it would be a girl.)
Vanshika: "But we can't say na ki kya hoga it can be a boy as well."
(But we can't be sure; it could be a boy as well.)
Virat: "But we want a girl. We have enough boys in our house."
Vanshika and Vaidehi chuckled softly at the antics of Viraj and Virat, their laughter adding a light-hearted touch to the moment.
Viyansh: "Haa beti hi hogi, I am 100 percent sure, jao dono blue ka pink karke aao."
(Yes, it will be a girl, I'm 100 percent sure. Go and change the blue to pink.)
Viraj: "Yes bhai."
Vaidehi: "Haa aapko bahaut pata hai na Ansh ki beti hogi, aap kya pichle janam me dai maa hua karte the.'
(Oh, you know so much, Ansh, that it will be a girl. Were you a midwife in a previous life?)
The dining table erupted with the family's laughter, filling the room with a joyful cacophony of shared amusement. Each member of the family contributed to the mirth, their laughter ringing out in a chorus of warmth and togetherness.
Viyansh: "Look, jaan, I've already told you about this."
Vaidehi: "Yeah yeah"
Vikram: "But we have a lot of time before the baby arrives, so why are you two shopping so early?"
Virat: "Papa, time kitna jaldi jaata h pata nahi chalta aap please hume disturb mat kar hume karne do sab."
(Dad, time flies so fast. Please don't disturb us. Let us do everything.)
Vikram, watching the lively scene unfold with a fond smile, shook his head affectionately at the eagerness and spirited nature of his children.
Vikram: "Okay, fine, but pehle nashta Karo dono."
(first, finish your breakfast, both of you.)
Viraj and Virat, nodding in response to their father's words, settled back into their seats with a renewed focus on finishing their breakfast.
Vaidehi: "And do one thing, book a cot in white colour. Baby Ansh ki tarah hoga toh boy ho ya girl white colour pasand aayega hi"
(And do one thing, book a cot in white color. If the baby is like Ansh, then whether it's a boy or girl, they'll like the color white.)
Viraj: "Nice idea bhabhi maa."
As the Singhania family continued their breakfast, the conversation naturally turned to discussions about the baby. Their voices filled the room with warmth and anticipation, sharing their thoughts and excitement about the new addition to their family.
After the delightful breakfast, the Singhania family gathered to celebrate and shower Vanshika with gifts. Vikram presented her with bangles that had been kept for his second daughter-in-law, a meaningful and cherished gift from Vidya. Viraj and Virat followed with a stylish dress from Vanshika's favorite designer, accompanied by a box of chocolates. Their thoughtful gesture reflected their desire to make her feel special on this occasion. Viyansh and Vaidehi's gift brought a wave of excitement as they presented Vanshika and Vihaan with honeymoon tickets to Italy. Vanshika's eyes lit up with joy, while Vihaan blushed, clearly touched by the thoughtful and generous gift. The room filled with smiles and congratulations as the family celebrated Vanshika and Vihaan's upcoming journey together. Each gift symbolized not only their love and appreciation for Vanshika but also their anticipation and support for the new chapter in her life.
After that Vihaan and Vanshika left for Vanshika's paternal house for pagphera. Vihaan and Vanshika's day at Vanshika's paternal house for pagphera was filled with warmth and joy as they were welcomed by her family. They enjoyed the day, sharing stories, traditions, and creating new memories together. The time spent with Vanshika's family allowed Vihaan to deepen his bond with them, and Vanshika felt a renewed sense of connection to her roots. After returning from pagphera, they prepared for their reception in the evening. The reception was a beautiful celebration, filled with laughter, music, and the love of their family and friends. Vihaan and Vanshika glowed with happiness as they danced together and received blessings from everyone who attended. The next morning, filled with excitement and anticipation, Vihaan and Vanshika embarked on their honeymoon to Italy. They set off on their journey, ready to explore new adventures together and create unforgettable memories as they began their married life. The Singhania family rejoiced in witnessing Vihaan and Vanshika's happiness, cherishing the moments of togetherness and love that marked the beginning of their new chapter together.
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