When arnav entered the living room he saw bhua ji sitting there next to his nani. He stopped for e second when he saw her and then sat on his seat.

"Namaste bhua ji."

He said with his husky voice.

Bhua ji folded her hands.

"Namaste be-"

Bhua ji stopped. She just wanted to call him 'beta' as she always did. She just looked down, so did Arnav. It felt so strange. They were one big family..and now they have to act like that. Anjali broke the silence in the living room.

"Eh Chotte..did you meet Ayaan?"

Asked Anjali with a smile on her lips.

Arnav smiled a little.

"Haan Di. Khushi is feeding him."

They all smiled at him. They were happy to see him talking normal about his son and not as usual with anger.

"Madhumati ji..see how fate has brought us together again."

Bhua ji just gave her a fake smile. She was also happy to see the family. But she wasn't sure about Arnav, after all it was his fault.

"Khushi and Ayaan are welcome in this house! Whenever khushi needs something, she can come. And of course you too! Right Chotte?"

Arnav wanted to change the topic and stood up.

"I'll chek Ayaan."

He again walked fast upstairs to his room.

Bhua ji had a sade face on. She knew that he doesn't want to see Khushi in this house. But the fact that Khushi has to organize his Wedding broke her. Because she knew that even Khushi will break seeing Arnav getting married.

Arnav entered his room. He saw Khushi and Ayaan on his bed. Khushi sat up and 'sshh' him, because Ayaan was sleeping.

Arnav whispered.

"Is he sleeping?"

Khushi nodded.

He also sat on the other side of his bed and admired his son. He couldn't believe that this was his son. His blood. The new generation of the raizadas. Arnav wanted to kiss his forehead, but he was afraid if Ayaan would wake up. He looked at khushi.

"Can i..?"

"You don't have to ask for permission."

Arnav didn't wait a second and kissed Ayaan's forehead. He stroke his hair.

"How long does he sleep after getting his milk?"

Khushi was suprised at his sudden question.

"Eh..well actually he doesn't sleep after feeding. He takes a nap at lunch time..maybe one hour. And then in the afternoon he sleeps like 3 houres. And then i'll bring him to bed at 8 pm and he sleeps till 8 am."

Arnav listened to her but his eyes were at his son.

"But today i don't know why he felt asleep..maybe i bored him with my words."

Arnav chuckled and looked at her.

"What did you tell him?"

Khushi immediately looked away. Arnav knew what that meant. She talked about them, how madly in love they where with each other.

"Khushi.."

"Look, he woke up. Hi baby."

Arnav looked down at his son and saw that he was looking at him and streched his arms and legs. Arnav loved seeing that.

"Hey look who woke up! Hi big boy."

Arnav touched his little hand and shook it a little. But Ayaan didn't smile. In fact he gave him a serious ASR look just like his father. Khushi saw that and laughed a little.

"Hei Ayaan..it's me. Why are you looking at me like that?"

But Ayaan didn't smile he still looked serious.

"I think we should tell daddy why you're so serious hm?"

Arnav just looked at khushi. Did she just said 'daddy' ?

Khushi looked at Arnav.

"His diaper needs to be changed."

"Really?"

Seconds later he smelled the stench..yup his diaper was full.

"Ou god!"

Arnav stood up and held his nose. Khushi just looked at him. It's not a disaster, she thought!

"Come on, don't tell me that the great mr. Raizada can't change a baby diaper."

"Why should i? You have to do it, you always did it right?"

Khushi's face went from happy to sad. He's right, she was the one who changed his diapers every day in these 4 months. Why would he change it? She again had false hopes. Even Arnav noticed what he said. He so stupid, he thought. Why can't he just behave like a normal father.

Khushi began to open the closures of the babybody.

"Do you need something?"

Khushi stopped opening the closures and turned her head a bit to the side, so that Arnav only could see the right side of her face.

"I just need my bad with the things i need in it."

She stood up. And looked at him.

"Can you watch him for a second? I'll just get the bag."

"No wait..i'll get the bag. You stay with him."

Khushi didn't say anything and went back to her son.

Arnav went downstairs and asked Bhua ji for the bag. Everyone was shocked seeing their chotte like that. He behaved like a real father. When Arnav was gone everyone started giggling.

"What was that?" Asked NK.

"NK bhaiyya..believe it or not, that was our chotte."

"Wow..see what a child can do. So beautiful. Just like in that movie! You know where the twin sisters try to get their parents back together ?" Said NK.

All smiled at him and then Anjali had an idea. She looked at Nani and smiled.

"Kya hua Anjali bitiya?"

Asked Nani.

"Nani! That's it! Ayaan will hepl us bringing them back together!"

Everyonejust looked at Anjali with a 'are you serious' face.

Anjali looked at them and asked.

"Kya hua? Why are you all looking at me as if it's a bad idea."

Bhua ji wasn't okey at all with that.

"Nahi Anjali bitiya!"

The whole family looked at bhua ji. And she stood up in anger.

"First he cicked her out if this house, then they got divorced and he didn't even helped her with the costs of the child. And during her pregnancy? She was all alone, even when she gave birth. Will Khushi ever get married again? No. And you know why? Who wants to marry a woman with a child in her arms?"

Anjali had tears in her eyes. She thought that bhua ji would like her idea.

"Lekin bhua ji.."

Anjali went towards her and stood infront of her.

"Bhua ji..Chotte would marry her. Because he's Ayaan's father and Khushi ji's first and last love. Please just trust me. He will love her and Ayaan with all his heart. I know my Chotte."

"Then why is he getting married to another woman when he still loves Khushi?"

Anjali didn't know what to say.

"You were the one who told him to get married again. If you would really love Khushi, then you would have told him to apologize to us..and to look after his son. Ayaan is 4 months now and only now he met him."

Anjali started crying. She didn't know what to do. Bhua ji was right. But she didn't want this, she wanted the old times back. When they were all happy.

""MEANWHILE IN ARNAVS ROOM""

Arnav came in with the bag and stood next to khushi.

"Khushi here's the bag."

"Okey please open it and give me the new diaper, the babypowder and the wipes."

Arnav gave her all of those things. Khushi was to open his disper when srnav said.

"Eh khushi..can i do it?"

Khushi just looked at him.

"Please?"

He said with a husky voice.

"Okey..if you want to. But careful."

"Okey. Just stay here and nothing will happen."

Khushi smiled a little.

"Don't worry you'll get this."

Arnav opened his diaper and suddenly Ayaan peed. His pee went up like s fire hose. Khsuhi saw that and both of them immediately pulled his diaper back down, their both hands touched. Khushi's hand layed on Arnav's. Khushi first looked at theit hands and then st him. They both shared an eyelook. But it didn't took long when they heard their little son chuckling at them, as if he did it with intent.

Khushi took her hand away from his. Arnav looked down at his son. He opened the diaper again and..well i don'g hsve to tell you what he saw. Arnav looked away and closed his eyes. Khushi just smiled at his action.

"Khushi..help."

He was whispering as if he didn't want Ayaan to hear it.

"Move."

Arnav moved a little to the side and khushi took away his full diaper, closed it and handed it to Arnav.

"What?"

Asked Arnav.

"Dispose it."

Arnav looked at the full diaper. And pointed st it.

"I'm not going to touch this."

Khushi roled her eyes and layed the diaper on his hand.

"Don't act like that..it doesn't suit you."

She turned her back at him. He again did it. Arnav thought for a moment and gave khushi the full diaper. She just looked at him.

"Move."

He pushed her a little aside and started to wipe his little baby ass off. Khushi looked over his shoulder to see if he is doing it right. She saw that Arnav was pressing the wipes too hard on his soft skin. Khushi hold his shoulder.

"Arnav ji! Not that strong! Otherwise it hurts him."

Arnav stopped and started finely.

Khushi thought for a second. Did she just call him arnav ji? Oh no. Now he starts thinking about ther past. She promised herself not to call him like that anymore! Because..arnav ji had a good heart. He cared for khushi and loved her. But he's ASR. He hates khushi and now he's getring married to another woman not even carring for her feelings.

"Finished."

Arnav brought her back to reality. He had Ayaan in his arms. Ayaan was smiling and khushi also did.

"Eh khushi..what was that?"

"What?"

Asked a confused Khushi.

Arnav gave her a cracked smile.

"Arnav..ji right?"

Khushi just looked at him and so did he.

"Khushi i don't have a problem with that. You can ca-"

"But i have a problem with that mr. Raizada!"

She cut him off.

"This 'ji' stands for respect. The one you call with a ji is the person you respect. But to you mr. Raizada, i don't have respect anymore."

Arnav was biting his teeth in anger. How could she say that? Why isn't she respecting him anymore?

Khushi wanted to take Ayaan from his arms but Arnav didn't let go of him. Khushi tried again but Arnav tighted his hands around Ayaan's body till Ayaan was getting scared.

"Arnav!"

"You can't take him away from me again."

Khushi could see that Ayaan was getting scared and started crying.

"He's scared of you can't you see this?"

Arnav looked down at his son who was crying. Khushi took him out of his arms and soothed him.

"Shh..shh. It's all good baby. Mommy is here pshh.."

"Why do you act like i hit him?"

Khushi's back was facing arnav.

"If he would have been 4 years old then i really think that you would do that."

Arnav was getting really angry now! He turned her around to face him.

"Tumhari himat kaise hui Khushi kumari gupta? You really think i would hit my own son? Am i such a biest to you?"

"YES! You are, Arnav singh raizada."