Two months later,
Vaidehi's pregnancy has progressed to five months, and Vanshika is now three months along. Vaidehi's baby bump has become noticeable, prompting Viyansh to buy her a new wardrobe as her old clothes have become too tight. The changes in her body have made her more dependent on Viyansh, needing his presence and support constantly. Viyansh, ever attentive and caring, doesn't let Vaidehi go to the academy whenever she feels weak or experiences any discomfort. Despite their work commitments, he prioritizes her well-being above all else. Vaidehi's mood swings have become more frequent and intense, but Viyansh manages them with remarkable patience and understanding. He seems to be the only one who can truly comfort and calm her during these moments.
While Vaidehi's pregnancy journey is marked by her increasing need for Viyansh's presence and her emotional fluctuations, Vanshika's experience is quite different. At three months pregnant, Vanshika finds herself craving only unhealthy food, much to the challenge of her husband, Vihaan. Her cravings for junk food are persistent and strong, leading to frequent trips to satisfy her whims. Vihaan, though sometimes exasperated by the demands, rises to the occasion with patience and a sense of humor. He tries to balance her cravings with healthier alternatives, often finding creative ways to incorporate nutritious elements into her diet without compromising too much on her desires. Despite the difficulties, Vihaan's dedication and love for Vanshika shine through as he navigates these cravings and the challenges they bring.
Both Vaidehi and Vanshika are enjoying their beautiful pregnancy phase, surrounded by the love and care of the entire Singhania family. The familyâs constant pampering adds to their happiness, making these months truly special for both women. However, a shared trait has emerged between them: they have both become quite emotional, often referred to as "cry babies."
For Vaidehi, her eyes shimmer with tears whenever Viyansh isn't nearby. His presence has become a source of immense comfort for her, and any separation, no matter how brief, makes her emotional. Viyansh, understanding her heightened emotions, tries his best to stay close and reassure her with his constant support. Vanshika, on the other hand, finds herself crying whenever she doesn't get something she craves, which, unfortunately for Vihaan, is usually unhealthy food. Her cravings and the emotional outbursts that follow if they're not satisfied have made things challenging for Vihaan. Despite the difficulty, he does his best to manage her cravings and emotions, often feeling a mix of amusement and exhaustion.
The entire Singhania family rallies around the two expectant mothers, providing them with comfort, support, and plenty of pampering. This collective effort helps to create a warm and nurturing environment, making the pregnancy phase more enjoyable despite the emotional roller coasters. The shared experiences and emotional ups and downs bring Vaidehi and Vanshika closer, allowing them to bond over their similar situations. Both Viyansh and Vihaan continue to stand by their wives, handling the challenges with love and patience, proving their dedication and care in these unique circumstances.
Today started differently for Vaidehi. The previous night, she struggled with a persistent backache that kept her from falling asleep. Her discomfort led to a late-night craving for ice cream, which Viyansh, always attentive to her needs, promptly satisfied. After enjoying the ice cream, Vaidehi finally found some relief and slept peacefully. However, when she woke up today, it was much later than usual, and she found herself all alone in the room. The silence and emptiness felt unusual and a bit unsettling. The absence of Viyansh, who usually ensured he was by her side whenever she needed him, added to her unease.
Due to her mood swings, Vaidehi felt a surge of anger toward Viyansh for leaving her alone. Determined to shake off her emotions, she quickly took a bath and got dressed. She chose a baby pink elegant suit, pairing it with diamond studs, a bracelet, and some bangles. She tied her hair in a ponytail, enhancing her natural beauty and looking very beautiful and pretty. Slipping into her flats, she left her room, ready to face the day. As she walked through the house, she saw Vihaan, who was comically roaming behind Vanshika, trying to feed her fruits. Vanshika, with her usual craving for unhealthy food, was resisting the healthy offering. The sight made Vaidehi smile, her irritation momentarily forgotten. She approached them, her presence bringing a warm and cheerful energy to the scene.
Vaidehi: "Morning Bhai and Vanshii"
Vihaan: "Good morning Dahi."
Vanshika: "Good morning bhabhi, dekhiye na Vihaan mujhe zabardasti fruits khila rahe hai."
(Good morning, sister-in-law. Look, Vihaan is forcing me to eat fruits.)
Vaidehi: "Because it's good for you and the baby, Vanshii."
Vihaan: "Dekha, sunti hi nahi ho meri tum zara bhi, kabhi dekha Dahi ko khane pine me nakhre karte, bhai jo kehte hai vo kha leti hai na, tum kyu nahi karti ho aise. "
(See, you never listen to me. Have you ever seen Dahi fussing over food? She eats whatever brother tells her to. Why don't you do the same?)
Vanshika pouted, her eyes shimmering with tears.
Vanshika: "Thik hai main tang karti hu na aapko, ab mat aana mere pass and don't blame me aap hi ek number ke chatore ho aur baby aap pe hi gaya hai."
(Fine, I irritate you, don't come to me anymore, and don't blame me. You're the one with a sweet tooth, and the baby takes after you.)
Vihaan: "Arehh par vo gayi hai, she's our daughter Shika."
(But she takes after you, she's our daughter, Shika.)
Vanshika: "Urrghhhh, don't irritate me."
Vanshika excused herself and headed to her room, which had recently been shifted to the ground floor, right beside Vaidehi and Viyansh's room. This change made it easier for both pregnant women to support each other and for the family to keep a close eye on them.
Vaidehi: "Kya bhai naraz kar diya unhe, sabki cravings alag hoti hai bhai."
(Brother, you made her angry. Everyone has different cravings during pregnancy.)
Vihaan: "I know but vo sunti hi nahi hai"
(I know, but she never listens.)
Vaidehi: "Ab jaiye manaiye unhe."
(Now go and make up with her.)
Vihaan: "Vo thik hai but where are you going??"
(That's fine, but where are you going?)
Vaidehi's expression shifted from soft to angry once again.
Vaidehi: "Office, to meet that stupid husband of mine."
Vihaan chuckled.
Vihaan: "Ab kya kar diya bhai ne, khair chal main drop karta hu."
(What did my brother do now? Anyway, I'll drop you off.)
Vaidehi: "Nahi bhai I'll go with the driver, aap apni roothi biwi ko manaiye."
(No, brother, I'll go with the driver. You go and make up with your angry wife.)
Vihaan: "Achcha dhyaan se jaana and drop me a text when you reach."
(Okay, take care and drop me a text when you reach.)
Vaidehi: "Ji bhai."
(Yes, brother.)
Vaidehi went outside, while Vihaan chased after Vanshika.
As Vaidehi arrived at her office, she headed straight for the entrance, eager to start her day. Just as she was about to step ahead, someone called out to her, stopping her in her tracks. She turned to see who it was, momentarily distracted from her plan.
Receptionist: "Ma'am wait."
The receptionist, who was new at the office, didnât recognize Vaidehi. As she attempted to check Vaidehi in, her unfamiliarity with the process caused a delay. Vaidehi, already frustrated from not having seen Viyansh all morning, grew increasingly irritated by the receptionistâs hesitation and the hold-up. Her patience wore thin as she tried to manage her growing annoyance.
Vaidehi, feeling her frustration peak, turned back and asked sharply.
Vaidehi: "Yes?"
Receptionist: "Where do you want to go?"
Vaidehi: "Are you new here?"
Receptionist: "Yes, ma'am."
Vaidehi: "Tabhi khair main Ansh se Milne ja rahi hu."
(Thatâs why. Anyway, Iâm going to meet Ansh.)
Receptionist: "Ma'am, I need to enter your name and your purpose of visit."
Vaidehi: "Hadd hai yaar ab apne hi pati se milne ke liye aapko sab batau main."
(This is ridiculous, now I have to tell you everything just to meet my own husband?)
As Vaidehi stood at the front desk, her irritation palpable, some employees who passed by noticed her frustration but chose not to interfere, aware of her current emotional state and pregnancy-related temper. They had seen her visit the office with Viyansh or come by to meet him 2-3 times a week and were familiar with her mood swings. One of the employees, recognizing the urgency of the situation and Vaidehi's heightened emotions, decided to take action. He promptly contacted Viyansh's PA, informing him about Vaidehiâs arrival and her visibly irritated demeanor.
Receptionist: "I'm sorry, ma'am, but that's the procedure."
The receptionist, though not at all rude, was caught off guard by Vaidehiâs glare. Vaidehi, her irritation palpable, fixed the receptionist with a stern look, her frustration evident in her expression.
Vaidehi: "Aapko samajh nahi aa raha hai kya ki...."
(Donât you understand that...)
Viyansh: "Jaana wait."
Before Vaidehi could direct her frustration at the receptionist, Viyansh arrived on the scene, quickly moving to her side. His presence immediately shifted the focus away from the receptionist, who was visibly relieved by Viyanshâs intervention. The employees at Singhania & Co. sighed in relief as well. Lately, they had been enjoying the chance to see a different, softer side of their usually stern boss, thanks to Vaidehi's frequent visits. The contrast between Viyanshâs professional demeanor and his gentle, supportive behavior towards Vaidehi provided a pleasant and heartwarming change for everyone in the office.
Viyansh approached Vaidehi and placed his hand gently on her shoulder. With a soothing touch, he rubbed her shoulder, his calming presence aimed at easing her agitation.
Vaidehi: "Ansh dekhiye na ye mujhe andar nahi aane de rahi thi."
(Ansh, look, she wasnât letting me in.)
Receptionist: "Sir, I was just asking because I had to do the visitor's entry."
Viyansh glanced at the receptionist with a reassuring blink of his eyes.
Viyansh: "ha Biwi vo yaha new hai na use nahi pata hai aap kon hai isiliye ."
(Yes, wife, sheâs new here and doesnât know who you are, thatâs why.)
Vaidehi, feeling a mix of frustration and exasperation, placed her hands on her waist and gave Viyansh a glaring look.
Vaidehi: "Ha toh aap kya kar rahe the aapko batana chahiye tha na, ek toh subah subah mujhe akele chod ke aa gaye."
(So, what were you doing? You should have told her. First, you left me alone this morning.)
Vaidehi's voice gradually softened as she spoke, and her intense glare slowly faded. Eventually, she lowered her eyes, her frustration giving way to a more subdued demeanor.
Viyansh: "I'm so sorry bachcha mujhe maaf kar do."
(I'm so sorry, sweetheart, please forgive me.)
Vaidehi: "Nooo"
Viyansh: "Achcha dekho sab dekh rahe hai na, aao uper chal ke baat kare?"
(Look, everyone is watching, let's go upstairs and talk?)
Vaidehi took a moment to survey her surroundings, her gaze sweeping over the office before turning back to Viyansh with renewed intensity.
Viyansh: "Please bachcha please."
Vaidehi: "Fine."
Viyansh sighed in relief as he finally reached Vaidehi. He had been warned by Vihaan about her anger when Vaidehi had left home, so he was prepared for the confrontation. With a calming presence, Viyansh placed his hand gently on her shoulder and held her hand with his other hand, guiding her with a supportive touch. Even though Vaidehi didn't need physical support at this stage, Viyanshâs extra care was a testament to his deep love and attentiveness.
As they entered Viyanshâs cabin, Vaidehi made her way to the couch and settled down with her legs folded and her arms crossed over her chest. Her posture was a mix of stubbornness and discomfort, a sign of her lingering irritation. Viyansh couldn't help but notice how adorable she looked, especially with her baby bump gently peeking out from her outfit. The sight melted his heart, and he felt a wave of affection wash over him. He moved over to sit beside her on the couch, a warm, reassuring presence next to her. With a playful grin, he leaned in and held his ears in a gesture of apology and contrition. It was his way of acknowledging her feelings and expressing his regret for not being there when she needed him.
Viyansh: "I'm sorry biwi."
Vaidehi: "Reason bataiye pehle, aapko pata hai na me and baby wants to see you first in the morning phir kyu chod ke aaye."
(Tell me the reason first. You know that the baby and I want to see you first thing in the morning. Then why did you leave?)
Vaidehi cast a side-eye glance at Viyansh.
Viyansh: "I know jaana but ek emergency aa gayi isiliye aana pada aur aap itne late soye the raat me isiliye nahi jagaya."
( I know, dear, but there was an emergency, so I had to come. And you slept so late last night, I didn't want to wake you up.)
Vaidehi: "Dobara nahi karenge na aisa??"
(You won't do this again, right?)
Vaidehi reached out and gently took Viyanshâs hands in hers as he held his ears in a gesture of apology. Her touch was tender, a contrast to the earlier tension, and she guided his hands down.
Viyansh: "Never ever"
Vaidehiâs irritation melted away as she looked up at Viyansh. With a soft smile, she wrapped her arms around him and nestled her face against his chest, seeking comfort in his embrace.
Vaidehi: "Mumma and baby missed you."
Viyansh wrapped his arms around Vaidehi, holding her close as she rested her head against him. With a tender gesture, he pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead.
Viyansh: "Awww mera bachcha and little Jaan are the cutest."
Vaidehi giggled softly as she pulled back from the hug. With a warm smile, Viyansh bent down and placed a tender kiss on her baby bump. The sight of him bending down and planting a gentle kiss on her baby bump brought a warm smile to her face. After kissing her baby bump, Viyansh sat back down beside her, his eyes twinkling with love.
Vaidehi: "Ansh, I'm hungry."
As they enjoyed their moment together, a knock sounded at the door. Viyansh immediately stood up to open it, having previously locked it for privacy.
Viyansh: "Your food is here."
With a grin on her face, Vaidehi watched as Viyansh went to answer the door. He returned shortly with her food, having arranged for something to eat for both of them. He placed the dishes on the table, making sure there was enough for both himself and Vaidehi, as he had also skipped his meal.
Vaidehi: "Aapko pata tha??"
(You knew?)
Viyansh: "Jii ma'am mujhe sab pata rehta hai aapke baare me. Chaliye ab khaiye."
(Yes, ma'am, I know everything about you. Now, come on, let's eat.)
As they settled on the couch, Viyansh placed a morsel of food in front of Vaidehi, who accepted it with a smile. Vaidehi, despite her intense mood swings, never complains about food, which Viyansh finds to be a small but significant relief. He silently appreciated this, knowing that her mood swings could be quite challenging, but he never voiced any complaints. The simple act of sharing their meal together, feeding each other with gentle care, was a way for them to bond and find comfort in each other's presence.
After finishing their meal, Viyansh set the plates aside and took out wet wipes to gently clean both his and Vaidehiâs faces. He also carefully wiped her hands, ensuring she was comfortable. Once he had disposed of the used tissues, Vaidehi placed her hand in front of him, a playful glint in her eyes. Viyansh looked at her with a chuckle, shaking his head in affectionate amusement. He reached into the drawer and pulled out a chocolate bar, placing it in her outstretched hand. Vaidehiâs face lit up with a wide grin at the sweet surprise. Chocolate is her replacement for coffee. She carefully opened the wrapper, her anticipation clear as she revealed the chocolate. Sitting back down, she resumed her comfortable position with her legs folded, ready to enjoy her treat. The little gesture from Viyansh not only satisfied her sweet craving but also made her feel cherished and loved.
Vaidehi: "Ansh, Ahaan bhai ko call kijiye aur kahiye ki vo hume mall me mile hum shopping ja rahe hai."
(Ansh, call Ahaan bhai and tell him to meet us at the mall. We're going shopping.)
Viyansh: "Aur ab ye kab decide hua??"
(And when was this decided?)
Vaidehi: "Aap jo mujhe akele chod ke aaye the uski saza hai ye Swami."
(This is your punishment for leaving me alone, Sweetheart.)
Viyansh crossed his arms over his chest, raising his eyebrows in a playful yet expectant manner.
Vaidehi: "Chaliye na Ansh please."
(Come on, Ansh, please.)
Viyansh suppressed a grin as he decided to have a bit of fun. He leaned in slightly, his eyes twinkling with mischief.
Viyansh: "Noo, I'm busy tum ab ghar jao."
(No, I'm busy. You go home now.)
Vaidehi: "Nahi le chalenge mujhe shopping?"
(You won't take me shopping?)
Viyansh: "Nahi"
(No)
Vaidehi: "Soch lijiye"
(Think about it.)
Viyansh: "Soch liya."
( I've thought about it.)
Vaidehi: "Last chance hai"
(This is your last chance.)
Viyansh: "Ha nahi le chalunga."
(No, I won't take you.)
Vaidehi quickly deployed her most powerful tactic: she gathered all her innocence, her eyes becoming wide and watery, and a fake tear started forming as she pouted her lips. Her act was flawless, and it immediately shifted Viyansh's playful demeanor to one of concern. Seeing her with that teary-eyed, heart-wrenching expression, Viyansh's smile faded, replaced by a look of genuine worry. He leaned closer, his brows furrowing with concern.
Viyansh: "Bachcha hum abhi ke abhi shopping ja rahe hai, main karta hu na Vihu ko call."
(Sweetheart, we're going shopping right now. I'll call Vihu.)
Viyansh, caught off guard by her sudden shift in demeanor, swiftly pulled Vaidehi into a comforting embrace. He wrapped his arms around her, his concern evident as he began patting her head gently. His touch was soothing, meant to offer reassurance. Vaidehi, seeing his genuine worry and feeling the warmth of his embrace, couldnât hold back her giggles. Her little ruse had worked perfectly, and she found herself enjoying the moment of closeness. Viyansh, though initially worried, soon noticed her laughter and realized she had been playfully pretending. He chuckled softly, his concern melting into affection as he continued to hold her close.
Vaidehi: "Ha ab jaldi kijiye call."
(Yes, hurry up and call him.)
Viyansh smiled, shaking his head at the playful trick Vaidehi had pulled on him. He reached for his phone and dialed Vihaan's number. After just three rings, Vihaan answered the call.
Vihaan: "Ji bhai"
(Yes, brother?)
Viyansh: "Vihu, come to the mall with Vanshika. We're going shopping."
Vihaan: "Bhai aap dahi se kahiye na vo Shika ko samjhaye, shika mujhse baat hi nahi kar Rahi hai."
(Brother, ask Dahi to explain to Shika. She's not talking to me.)
As Viyansh and Vihaan's conversation continued, the phone was on speaker, allowing both sides to hear clearly. Vaidehi, still enjoying her chocolate, giggled softly at the exchange between the two men. Meanwhile, Vanshika, who was comfortably settled on the bed with her arms crossed over her chest, listened to the conversation with interest. Noticing a pause in their chat, she decided to jump in with her own comment.
Vanshika: "Pehle aap ye batao Bhai ko ki aapne Kiya kya hai."
(First, you tell Brother what you did.)
Vihaan: "Shika I'm sorry na baba."
Viyansh: "Okay, okay, listen. Vanshi, please forgive him and let's go shopping."
Vanshika: "Bhai aap keh rahe hai isiliye I'm coming Varna main is akdu aadmi se baat nahi kar Rahi hu."
(Brother, I'm coming only because you're asking. Otherwise, I wouldn't talk to this stubborn man.)
Vaidehi: "Vanshi give a last chance to bhai, agar unhone phir se tang kiya toh main aapke sath hu."
(Vanshi, give brother one last chance. If he annoys you again, I'm with you.)
Vanshika: "Inhe chodo Bhabhi, chaliye sath me shopping karte hai."
(Forget him, sister-in-law. Let's go shopping together.)
Viyansh: "Vihu chal aaja Vanshi ko leke, araam se aana."
(Vihu, bring Vanshi along and come, but be careful)
Vihaan: "Ji bhai."
(Yes, brother.)
Viyansh ended the call and turned to Vaidehi, who was still focused on her chocolate. Noticing her raised eyebrows and curious expression, he gave her a playful look and said.
Viyansh: "Dusro pe aati hai toh barabar samajhdari ki baatein karti hai aap Biwi saheba, aur aapke apne pati pe aati hai toh aap gussa karti hai ek nahi sunti hai uski."
(When it's about others, you talk so sensibly, but when it's about your own husband, you get angry and don't listen to him at all.)
Vaidehi set the chocolate aside, her playful mood transitioning into a more intimate moment. She shifted closer to Viyansh, wrapping her arms around his neck. Her closeness naturally prompted Viyansh to place his hands around her waist, drawing her even nearer. With their faces close, Vaidehi gently rubbed her nose against his, a tender gesture that conveyed affection and warmth. Viyanshâs arms tightened around her, his gaze softening as he enjoyed the closeness.
Vaidehi: "Kyuki Swami aapki biwi saheba ko pasand hai ki aap uske nakhre uthaye, use attention de aur use khoob saara pyaar kare."
(Because, Sweetheart, your wife likes it when you pamper her, give her attention, and shower her with love.)
Viyansh smiled warmly, carefully lifting Vaidehi and settling her gently on his lap. As she nestled comfortably, he wrapped his arms around her, holding her close.
Viyansh: "Vaise aapki jaankari ke liye aapko bata dein ki aapke Swami ko bhi apni biwi saheba ke nakhre uthana pasand hai."
(Just so you know, your Sweetheart also likes pampering his wife.)
Vaidehi smiled warmly as she looked at Viyansh, her affection evident in her eyes. Gently, she caressed his cheek with her hand, her touch tender and loving. She leaned in and placed a soft kiss on his other cheek, the gesture filled with deep affection.
Viyansh: "Haa vo aur baat hai ki biwi saheba nakhre thode zyada karti hai."
(Although, it's true that the wife is a bit more demanding.)
After the tender caress and sweet kiss, Vaidehiâs expression shifted as she lightly slapped Viyansh on the cheek with the same hand. Her eyes narrowed into a playful glare.
Vaidehi: "Chaliye ab late ho raha hai. Bas bak bak karte rehte hai jab dekho."
(We're getting late now. You just keep talking all the time.)
Viyansh chuckled at Vaidehi's antics and pressed a tender kiss to her forehead, causing her to break into a bright smile.
Viyansh: "Chaliye little Jaan ki mumma."
(Let's go, little one's mom.)
Vaidehi: "Ji chaliye little Jaan ke papa."
(Yes, let's go, little one's dad.)
With smiles on their faces, Viyansh and Vaidehi headed towards the exit, Viyanshâs hand securely placed around her waist. Over the past five months, they had embraced a new, endearing way of addressing each other. They lovingly called each other "Mumma" and "Papa" when referring to their little one, finding the terms charming and meaningful. While it might seem old-fashioned to others, Viyansh and Vaidehi cherished these affectionate names as a special part of their journey into parenthood.
As Viyansh and Vaidehi reached the ground floor, Vaidehi noticed the receptionist at the reception counter.
Vaidehi: "Ansh, ek minute ha main abhi aayi."
(Ansh, one minute, I'll be right back.)
Vaidehi, approaching the receptionist, noticed her nervousness and quickly reassured her with a warm smile.
Receptionist: "I'm so sorry, ma'am. I didn't know you were Mrs. Singhania."
Vaidehi: "No, no, actually, I'm sorry. I should have introduced myself, but I was irritated and took it out on you. I'm really sorry."
Receptionist: "No, no, ma'am, it's alright."
Vaidehi: "Thank you."
With that, Vaidehi returned to Viyansh, who smiled at her, appreciating her kind nature.
Viyansh: "Happy now?"
Vaidehi: "Yeah, I was really feeling very guilty for shouting at her."
Viyansh: "Koi baat nahi jaana."
(It's okay, dear.)
She nodded, and together, they headed towards the mall.
Upon arriving at the mall, Viyansh and Vaidehi saw Vihaan and Vanshika already there. Vihaan was in the middle of a pleading gesture, his hands outstretched as he spoke earnestly. Vanshika, standing with her arms crossed over her chest, looked both resolute and slightly exasperated. Viyansh and Vaidehi walked towards them, their presence catching Vihaan's attention.
Vihaan: "Yaar Shika maaf bhi kar do na please."
(Dear Shika, Please forgive me)
Vaidehi: "Heyy bhai"
Vanshika: "Viyansh bhai aap apne bhai se keh do mujhse baat na kare."
(Viyansh brother, tell your brother not to talk to me.)
Vaidehi: "Areh Vanshi aap ab tak us baat pe naraz hai?"
(Oh, Vanshi, are you still angry about that?)
Viyansh: "Vihu tune ab tak manaya nahi Vanshi ko."
(Vihu, you still haven't made up with Vanshi?)
Vihaan: "Bhai yaar Maine toh mana hi liya tha ye phir naraz ho gayi hai."
( Brother, I did make up, but she got angry again.)
Viyansh: "Kyu??"
(Why?)
Vanshika: "Bhai, bhabhi aap jante hai ye Vihaan keh rahe the ki hume shopping pe jaana hai."
(Brother, sister-in-law, you know Vihaan was saying we should go shopping.)
Vaidehi: "Ha toh"
(So?)
Vanshika: "He warned me not to buy any baby boy's stuff."
Vaidehi: "Areh kyu bhai??"
(Why, brother?)
Viyansh: "Kyu kya sahi toh keh raha hai vo ab baby girl hogi toh boy ke kapde leke kya karenge hum. "
(Why not? He's right. If it's a baby girl, what will we do with the boy's clothes?)
Vaidehi: "Anshh ab aap mat shuru hoiyega."
(Ansh, don't you start now.)
Viyansh: "Achcha jaana okay."
(Okay, dear, okay.)
Vanshika: "See Vihh aapko bhi aise hi agree karna tha bhai ke jaise par nahi aapko bas mujhse behes karni hai."
( See, Vihaan, you should have just agreed like Brother did. But no, you just wanted to argue with me.)
Vihaan bent in front of Vanshika with his hands joined, a look of earnest appeal on his face.
Vihaan: "Achcha meri maa ab toh maaf kardo."
(Okay, my mom, please forgive me now.)
Vanshika: "Aapki maa nahi aapke bachche ki maa."
(Not your mom, the mother of your child.)
Viyansh and Vaidehi giggled at Vihaan and Vanshikaâs cute banter, enjoying the playful interaction between the couple. With the minor disagreement resolved, they all headed into the mall, excited for their shopping trip.
They spent the next two hours roaming around the mall, shopping for various items and enjoying each other's company. Viyansh, ever attentive to Vaidehiâs needs, was determined to make her feel comfortable and stylish despite her growing baby bump. He carefully selected a range of comfortable dresses for her, understanding that her old clothes were no longer fitting well. However, Vaidehi had a unique preference; she adored wearing Viyanshâs shirts. The soft fabric and familiar scent made her feel close to him, adding a sense of comfort that was hard to replace with new clothes. Viyansh, knowing this, bought a few extra shirts to add to her collection. Vihaanâs shopping journey was a bit different. Vihaan selected some adorable, small, and aesthetically pleasing items for Vanshika, knowing her fondness for such things. His thoughtful gesture helped mend their relationship, and she finally forgave him, appreciating the effort he put into choosing gifts that reflected her tastes. Meanwhile, Vaidehi and Vanshika focused their shopping on items for their unborn children. They picked out various boy's clothing and essentials, as well as decorations for the nursery they were preparing. They also selected a few things for their husbands, adding thoughtful touches to their gifts. Their shopping trip was a blend of practicality and personal care, reflecting their excitement and anticipation for their growing families. They also picked out a few items for their husbands and other family members, ensuring that their shopping trip included thoughtful gifts for everyone important in their lives.
Vaidehi and Vanshika, hand in hand, walked ahead with a sense of ease and joy. Their pregnancy glow was evident, and their conversations were punctuated with laughter and excitement as they shared their shopping finds and discussed their plans for the nursery. Viyansh and Vihaan trailed behind, both carrying a variety of shopping bags. Viyanshâs attention was occasionally diverted to his wife and her glowing smile, while Vihaan occasionally glanced at Vanshika with a look of gratitude and affection.
As they reached the food court, Viyansh efficiently took charge of the logistics, calling their bodyguard to come and collect the shopping bags. This allowed him and Vihaan to focus on ensuring their wives had everything they needed. While Vihaan took on the task of ordering food. True to their routine, Viyansh and Vaidehi opted for their usual healthy sandwiches. Vaidehi, despite her usual cravings, had been remarkably cooperative, and her mood remained calm throughout the meal. This brought a sense of relief to Viyansh, who was always grateful for these peaceful moments. On the other hand, Vihaan was navigating a more complex situation. Vanshikaâs craving for spicy chole bhature posed a dilemma. Vihaan knew it wasnât the healthiest choice, and given the discomfort it might cause, he was torn between his desire to fulfill her craving and the need to maintain her well-being. With the knowledge that denying her could lead to an emotional outburst, he felt cornered. Noticing Vihaanâs struggle, Vaidehi stepped in with her usual grace and understanding. She gently persuaded Vanshika to consider something healthier, knowing that her well-being was paramount. With Vaidehiâs encouragement, Vanshika reluctantly agreed to a healthier alternative, which brought a sigh of relief to Vihaan. After their meal, the group made their way towards the mallâs exit.
Vihaan: "Thanks for convincing her, Dahi."
Vaidehi: "Thanks nahi bhai, badle me is raksha bandhan main jo mangungi mujhe de Dena."
(Not just thanks, brother, but give me whatever I ask for this Raksha Bandhan.)
Vihaan: "Sharam kar le maa banne ja rahi hai aur harkaton me koi sudhar nahi hai."
(Have some shame, you're about to become a mother and your antics haven't improved at all.)
Vaidehi: "Ansh kehte hai ki main aise hi achchi hu mujhe badalne ki zarurat nahi hai."
(Ansh says Iâm perfect as I am, and I donât need to change.)
As they approached the car, Viyansh and Vihaanâs attentiveness was evident. Viyansh reached the back door of the car, opening it with a warm smile for Vaidehi. He helped her into the backseat, ensuring she was comfortably settled before closing the door gently. Simultaneously, Vihaan mirrored this gesture for Vanshika, opening her side of the back door and assisting her into the seat. Vanshika, feeling relieved to be off her feet, settled into the backseat with a contented sigh. Vihaan then moved to the front passenger seat. With the ladies comfortably seated in the back, Viyansh took his place behind the wheel.
Vihaan: "Haa ye Bhai ne hi bigaad rakha hai tujhe."
(Yes, it's Brother who has spoiled you.)
Vihaan, fastening his seatbelt and adjusting his position in the front seat, said.
Vanshika: "Aapko usme bhi takleef hai??"
(Do you have a problem with that too?)
Vihaan: "Areh yaar Shika tum nahi janti ye dahi mujhse unnecessary demands karti hai."
(Oh, Shika, you donât understand. Dahi makes unnecessary demands.)
Viyansh: "Aisa bhi kya mang liya meri biwi ne tujhse Vihu."
(What did my wife ask for that was so unreasonable, Vihu?)
As Viyansh started the car and began driving, he glanced over at Vihaan with a curious expression.
Vihaan: "Bhai aap jante hai abhi 2 din pehle ye mujhse keh rahi thi ki ye apne bachche ko bolegi mujhe "Macha" bulane."
(Brother, do you know that just two days ago she told me she would ask her child to call me "Macha"?)
Both Viyansh and Vanshika began laughing together.
Viyansh: "Seriously jaana, tumne ye kaha?"
(Seriously, dear, you said that?)
Vaidehi: "Haa Ansh, kitna cute name hai na."
(Yes, Ansh, isn't it a cute name?)
Vihaan: "Cute?? Like seriously? Do I look like a Macha coffee to you?"
(Cute? Like seriously? Do I look like a Macha coffee to you?)
As Viyansh drove, his hand, which had been resting on the gear stick, suddenly moved with a playful intent. He slapped Vihaan's thigh with a gentle but firm pat.
Viyansh: "Pagal coffee ka naam mat le Jaan ko craving hone lagegi please Vihu."
(Don't mention coffee, or sheâll start craving it. Please, Vihu.)
Viyansh, glancing at Vihaan and whispered. Vihaan, catching the hint, mouthed a quick "Sorry" and gave a nod of understanding.
Vaidehi: "Arehh bhai, aap mere bhi bhai hai aur Ansh ke bhi isiliye mama and chacha ka mix "Macha"."
(Brother, you are my brother and Anshâs too, so itâs a mix of mama and chacha â "Macha".)
Vanshika: "Wow bhabhi, kya mast logic lagaya hai aapne. Mujhe bhi aise kuch aur names bataiye na."
(Wow, sister-in-law, what a great logic you have. Tell me some more names like that.)
Vihaan: "Achcha aur vo kya tha us din jab bhai office Gaye the toh tune mujhe kaha ki main Bhai ko call Karu aur ye bolu ki you are crying so that bhai vapas aa jaye."
(And what about the other day when Brother went to the office and you told me to call him and say you were crying so that he would come back?)
Viyansh: "Jaan, aap ye sab karti hai."
(Dear, do you really do these things?)
Vaidehi: "Ansh main aapko Miss kar rahi thi na."
(Ansh, I was missing you.)
Viyansh: "Aww mera bachcha."
(Aww, my darling.)
Viyansh glanced at Vaidehi through the rearview mirror and playfully blew her a flying kiss. Vaidehi caught it with a dramatic gesture, pretending to catch the kiss in her hand and placing it on her cheek with a smile.
Vaidehi: "Aur bhai aap toh aise keh rahe hai jaise aapne meri baat maan li ho."
(And, brother, youâre talking as if you actually listened to me.)
Vihaan: "Toh tu samajhdari ki baat karegi toh main maanu na."
(If you say something sensible, Iâll listen.)
Vanshika: "Isme galat kya kaha bhabhi ne?? Meri toh sunte nahi ho aur ab kisi aur ki bhi nahi sunte, Vihh aapka zyada nahi ho raha hai??"
(What's wrong with what sister-in-law said? You donât listen to me, and now you donât listen to anyone. Vihh, are you overdoing it?)
Vaidehi: "Haa maine bhi notice kiya hai, bhai ab nahi sunte kisi ki."
(Yes, Iâve noticed too. Brother doesnât listen to anyone now.)
Vanshika: "Lagta hai Vakil sahab aap pe hi case karna padega."
(Looks like weâll have to file a case against you, Mr. Lawyer.)
Vanshika and Vaidehi giggled together in the backseat, enjoying the playful interaction between them.
Vihaan: "Do pagalon ko kabhi sath nahi baithana chahiye."
(Two crazy people should never sit together.)
Vihaan mumbled and Viyansh couldnât help but giggle. As they reached home, Viyansh gently applied the brakes and glanced back at the backseat. Viyansh and Vihaan unbuckled their seat belts and glanced back to check on their wives, noticing the unusual quiet. To their surprise and delight, they saw Vaidehi and Vanshika peacefully asleep in the backseat. The two were nestled comfortably against each other: Vanshikaâs head resting gently on Vaidehiâs shoulder, and Vaidehiâs head resting lightly atop Vanshikaâs. Their hands were still intertwined, a tender symbol of their close bond. Vihaan and Viyansh exchanged smiles, clearly touched by the sight of their sleeping wives and the deep bond they shared. Seeing their wivesâ tender moment, Vihaan couldnât resist capturing the scene. He quickly pulled out his phone and took a picture of Vanshika and Vaidehi, their intertwined hands and serene expressions perfectly framing the affection between them. With a smile, he shared the photo in the family group, knowing it would bring joy to everyone. As Vihaan and Viyansh stepped out of the car, they made their way to the backseat doors. Vihaan opened his door and glanced at Viyansh, who returned the look with a warm smile and a nod.
Vihaan: "Chaliye bhai ab thodi aur mehnat kar lete hai."
(Come on, brother, letâs put in a little more effort.)
Viyansh: "Vanshii ne suna na toh phir gussa karegi."
(If Vanshii hears that, sheâll get angry again.)
Vihaan: "Ohh no never, sorry."
Viyansh, noticing how peacefully Vaidehi was resting, gently shook his head with a smile. He carefully bent down, cradling Vaidehiâs head to place it against his chest ensuring she was comfortable.. With one hand supporting her head and the other lifting her legs, he picked her up in a bridal carry. Vaidehi, deeply asleep and enveloped in Viyanshâs warmth, instinctively snuggled closer to him, her fingers instinctively holding onto his chain for comfort. Viyansh, cherishing the tender moment, carried Vaidehi to their room with utmost care, navigating the hallway with quiet steps. Meanwhile, Vihaan mirrored Viyanshâs affectionate gesture with Vanshika. He bent down, lifting her with a careful embrace, and carried her to their room. Vanshika, similarly soothed by Vihaanâs touch, relaxed against him, her breathing steady and calm.
Viyansh gently laid Vaidehi on the bed, making sure she was as comfortable as possible. He settled beside her, his presence a comforting anchor. Leaning in, he placed a soft kiss on her forehead, a gesture filled with love and care. Vaidehi's tiredness was evident on her face, but there was also a serene contentment in her expression. Viyanshâs gaze softened as he moved towards her baby bump. He placed a tender kiss on her belly, feeling a deep connection to their little one. With a gentle touch, he began caressing her baby bump, his fingers moving in soothing circles.
Viyansh: "Oh my little Jaan, aap jante aapki mumma ke mood swings aaj kal kitne high hai, aap kyu tang karte hai mumma ko."
(Oh my little darling, do you know how high your momâs mood swings are these days? Why do you trouble her?)
As Viyansh continued to caress Vaidehi's baby bump, she instinctively placed her hand over his, resting it gently on her belly even in her sleep. Viyanshâs smile widened as he saw Vaidehiâs hand cover his. He continued to gently caress her belly, his touch both soothing and affectionate.
Viyansh: "See mumma protective hai aapke liye, you know she's not at all clumsy now and papa miss his clumsy wife but koi baat aap aa jaiye then papa will spoil you both."
(See, mom is protective of you. You know sheâs not at all clumsy now, and dad misses his clumsy wife. But itâs okay, you come soon and then dad will spoil both of you.)
As Viyansh observed Vaidehiâs restless movements, he noted her discomfort and decided to help her settle more comfortably. With a soft smile at his own thoughts of their family and their future, he began his gentle care routine. First, he moved towards her legs and carefully removed her footwear, placing them neatly aside. Noticing her continual head movements, he understood she might be feeling unsettled. Viyansh then bent down, his touch light and soothing, as he untied her ponytail, allowing her hair to fall freely and more comfortably around her. Next, he delicately removed her earrings, setting them aside to avoid any irritation. He unpinned her dupatta with careful hands, draping it neatly beside her. Finally, he covered her snugly with the duvet, ensuring she was warm and cozy. Satisfied that Vaidehi was now more comfortable, Viyansh quietly moved to the closet to change into something more relaxed.
In Vihaan and Vanshika's room, Vihaan sat beside Vanshika, who was sleeping peacefully. He gently caressed her belly and softly spoke to the baby.
Vihaan: "Baby aap na please girl ho jaana Varna aapki mumma na aapke papa ko kachcha chaba jayegi."
(Baby, please be a girl, otherwise your mom will chew your dad up.)
Vanshika, waking up from her nap due to Vihaan's talking, reached out and gently slapped his hand that was resting on her belly. Her eyes were still heavy with sleep, but she managed a sleepy smile as she looked at him.
Vanshika: "Kya sikha rahe aap Vih humare baby ko."
(What are you teaching our baby, Vih?)
Vihaan gave a sheepish smile.
Vihaan: "Nothing love. "
Vanshika just smiled and extended her arms towards Vihaan. He responded with a warm smile, embracing her as he sat beside her. Vanshika nestled her head on his chest, finding comfort in his closeness. Vihaan wrapped his arms around her, holding her gently while continuing to whisper sweet words to their baby.
Vanshika: "I love you Vihh and I'm sorry."
Vihaan gently rubbed Vanshika's shoulders, his touch soothing and tender. As he continued, the gentle motion helped her relax even further.
Vihaan: "I too love you Shika, but why sorry?"
Vanshika: "Main bahaut tang karti hu na aapko, aapki ek baat nahi manti main. Aap kitne pareshan ho jaye hai."
(I trouble you a lot, donât I? I never listen to you. You get so worried.)
Vanshika made a crying face, and Vihaan, sensing her distress, cupped her face in his hands.
Vihaan: "Areh meri pagli Shika, kisne kaha main pareshan hota hu?? Tumhare liye kuch bhi karna achcha lagta hai mujhe, aur phir tum humare baby ko carry kar rahi ho toh main itna toh kar hi sakta hu na??"
(Oh, my silly Shika, who said I get worried? I like doing anything for you. And you're carrying our baby, so this is the least I can do, right?)
Vanshika gave a light smile to Vihaan, her eyes reflecting gratitude and affection.
Vihaan: "And dekhna we are gonna cherish these moments when our daughter comes."
(And youâll see, we are going to cherish these moments when our daughter comes.)
Vanshika: "Vihhhh"
Vihaan chuckled softly, and pulled Vanshika into another warm hug.
Vihaan: "Ok ok sorry, when our child comes."
Vanshika: "Hmmm"
Vihaan, noticing that Vanshika had drifted back to sleep in his arms, carefully shifted her back onto the bed with gentle movements. Vihaan carefully tucked Vanshika back into bed, ensuring she was comfortable and warm. After covering her with the duvet, he changed into more comfortable clothes. Once done, he quietly exited the room, making sure not to disturb her rest.
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