"Khushi why he's crying? You held him correctly right?" Arnav asked seeing his son crying his lungs out. Khushi was unsure of his feeding time too as just before some hours she fed him.

His small red cheeks were drenched in tears and eyes shedding its precious like pearls. His pink petals are trembling asymmetrically. He's wriggling his smalls hands and legs on air. The sight itself churning his parents.

Arnav felt helpless seeing aarush crying face "He's quite before sometime. Hold him closely Khushi" He patted aarush back though nothing changed.

"Arnavji...I think he needs to feed. See him" Khushi motioned him through her eyes showing aarush who was rubbing his face on khushi chest waiting for his feed.

"Oh..Junior was hungry. We like a fool couldn't even understand" Arnav said shocking khushi.

Khushi shocked by the fact that he calling himself as a fool. Did he realise what he spoke or he gone mad seeing his son!ASR and fool it will never be in a single sentence.

Sensing her staring him arnav downcasted her head by his hand "Stare me as much as you want after feeding him"

Khushi's concentration shifted to her son whose cries subsided lately. She remembered how the nurse guided her how to feed before fulfilling her son's stomach.

If she felt ecstatic by just holding him before then it was wrong. A euphoric sense filled within her when her child taking his fill of milk. Her life, she and her husband created this life. All of sudden she felt her topmost priority was her son for whom she can do anything even if she had to drop her habit of eating jelabi, even to stop her craziness.

Not only her arnav's perspective also changed. Still, now khushi was his wife but now she is his child's mother. Like him, his son also needs her maybe more than him. Their each and every emotions going to be related to aarush. Their each and every fights going to affect their little one. Their each and every actions going to be a role model for him. Their each and every word make him a good/bad man. They have to be careful around him. A new responsibility seeped in him. He determined not to trouble khushi henceforth.

Like a gentleman, arnav covered them both with a towel patting them time to time with his hands.

"Khushi do you need anything? Shall I call anyone for help"

She nodded as no and continued feeding him.

In few minutes aarush little stomach was full. Khushi carefully held him on her shoulders placing her one arm on his butt and other supporting his neck before burping him.

Arnav looked at her weirdly "Khushi he..." Before arnav could continue khushi put her finger on his lips stopping him from saying further. She's not ready to hear another absurd set of questions from him. She is too tired to explain anything he asks.

Khushi placed aarush near her and lied down beside him "I need to take rest. Will you look after him?" she asked despite knowing arnav's nature. Her motherly nature wants an assurance which he obliged happily.

"If you want anything don't hesitate to ask. I'll be here only" Arnav assured dragging the chair near to the bed.

He doesn't know how long he stares at his son. As soon as aarush was fed he gone into his lovely sleeping while arnav started his staring session noticing each and every movement of his muscle giving his finger in-between his junior fist.

Suddenly arnav panicked seeing aarush started to squirm in his place ready to wail out.

Arnav pressed the call button in no time as he's unsure of the reason for aarush cry and even if he tries to find out it may take some time.

A small wail along with a hiccup escaped from his little mouth waking his mother in the process. 

The first thing khushi noticed was a panicked arnav whose expression shows confusion "What happened?"

"He's going to cry. Feed him" He slowly took back his finger not wanting aarush to have difficulties while taking his food.

Unfortunately, Arnav's little movement disturbed aarush who let out his wail.

Khushi tried to get up abruptly only to halt back due to her pain "Shh... Mamma is here" she consoled patting him forgetting her pain.

"Where did that nurse went? It's been five minutes I pressed button still she's not here" Arnav scolded the nurse helping khushi to sit and took aarush in his arms to place in khushi lap. As soon as he picked aarush his expressions changed from worry to horrified.

Khushi scrunched her eyebrows seeing her husband's horrified expression whose arms carries aarush.

"Give him...Why are you shocked?" Khushi tried to take aarush from his arms.

"He wetted his dress" He said in a displeased tone.

"Oh, give him to me. I'll change his clothes"

"Don't you put diapers on him. I have to clean my shirt now, it smells eww..." Arnav asked placing him in her arms twisting his face at the same time.

"Aww... Laadgovernor staring him, showing your love by being possessive doesn't only make you a father. You should take part in his growth. Don't dream I'll leave you just like that"

"Haan haan...You didn't answer my question yet. Why you didn't put diapers?" Arnav asked effortlessly pushing away her advising part.

"I wonder what happened to your brain. It always took vacation whenever it was needed" Khushi mocked cleaning aarush butts. She doesn't know where did his knowledge gained by the books he studied during her pregnancy went.

ASR in him waked up hearing her mocking "Khushi..Don't test my patience"

"Then what do you expect me to say. You restricted everyone from kissing him for what? Allergies. Don't diapers cause irritation on his skin? or ASR...." Khushi also replied with the same irritation.

He stopped her in the middle as he got his answer "Oh yes, You're right khushi his skin was so soft. That harsh diaper materials will harm his skin. I read newborns wet more often in a day. Do one thing change his clothes more often, don't use diapers. We can use one after he turns one by that time he'll be little grown" he said more sincere as ever.

"Then buy more clothes for him" Khushi replied in annoyance. She thought to use diapers after a week but here her husband is planning to extend it to a year.

"Yeah sure, I'll order aman to deliver the cloths" Saying this he casually took his mobile to call aman.

"Chotte will you stop behaving like this. Do you even realise you're going overboard?" Anjali grabbed his phone who entered the room along with others heard the last conversation. To say anjali was too much annoyed.

"Di..Stop it. Give my phone back. I have to call aman" Arnav tried to take it back from her.

Aakash interrupted and stood before him "Bhai don't take me wrong. You should take rest. Seeing khushiji's labour and looking after little champ you look tired"

Arnav eyes widened, if possible it will be out of sockets "Do you mean I am blabbering in my tired state. Unbelievable aakash"

He muttered some incoherent phrases in irritation while khushi bit her lips stopping herself from laughing out loud.

"Haan arnavji. See now we both are going to sleep. Can't you join us?" Khushi pointed herself and aarush and moreover, she wants him to take rest. Like aakash said he's been in tension from morning itself, now it's almost going to be night. 

"Yeah bhai, you take rest. Only one person should stay at night. You stay here, we'll come here on morning" Aakash buttered as he knows if he asks arnav to take rest in the home then there'll be another squabble which no one is prepared to face it. Meantime nurse entered whom anjali dismissed not wanting arnav to yell at her creating another mess.

"Arnavji, here I am placing your food and medicine" Payal said showing the tea table before the sofa which is placed in the luxurious comfortable hospital room.

In no time they all retired themselves before giving some instructions to khushi about what should be done and what should not if aarush cries at odd times. Nani wanted to stay there but considering her health condition they took her to home.

"Arnavji take your food and sit beside me" Khushi called him shifting slightly on her side for arnav to sit.

Seeing her shifting he crossed the distance between sofa and bed in less than a second "Careful. Why're you straining yourself?"

She smiled in return "I am much better than earlier"

"You're never going to accept what I am saying without arguing with me, Are you?"

"If you know that then why're you taking trouble in asking?" She replied taking the food packet from his hands. 

"Khushi you should not eat outside food" As usual her overprotective husband jumped in and he's ready to snatch the food back. Like predicting his actions she moved her hand away from his reach.

"Khushi..." His displeased voice didn't stop her, she forwarded a spoon full of morsel before his lips.

His astonished face fixed on khushi "If you want to gaze me then you are most welcome after finishing your food and medicine" She repeated his dialogue making him smile.

He opened his mouth allowing her to feed him.

"You're fearing about your capability" It was nothing but a plain statement which reflects his inner turmoil.

Chewing his food he shifted his gaze elsewhere "Hmm..."

"You'll be the best father you know that?" She said cautiously feeding him another morsel.

"Do you think so?" He asked with unsure eyes.

"It's not a thought. I am cent percent sure. You know everyone is not practised to behave as a good parent. It comes naturally. Parents grew themselves along with their child's. If you push yourself too much then you'll fail to live the present. Give yourself a chance, live as a normal not this, surely not like an obsessed person. I am here to guide you, hold you, scold you whenever needed. Do you understand what I mean?" She consoled him patiently knowing his thoughts. Thanks to the websites he goes through during her pregnancy which she peeked in to. She somewhere read, child care naturally comes to a mother than father. Mother's don't need any other guidance, they can easily grasp and fit themselves in parent's shoes while father's stumble a bit on that. Adding to that she feared, he's comparing himself with his father.

"Do you think I can be a perfect father? What if I lashed at him like I do with you when I was in business tension? What if I showed my dark side to him? I don't want him to become another ASR, I mean in the terms of handling relationships. I want him to know the outer world but not like the way I did. I don't want him to be innocent yet I want to live whom he was, at least with the family unlike me. I..." Something stopped him from saying further. He has so much to share, so much to seek answers for his doubts but he stopped not knowing how to proceed further. It was always difficult for him to open up his feelings.

"I said na...I am here. Do you think I will let you scold my jelabi. Hmphh.." Khushi fortified.

To say arnav was terrified hearing his wife calling his son as jelabi, dismissing her assurance he was ready to start the fight "What jelabi...JELABI!!!! Dare you call him like that"

"Haan, jelabi. See na how cute he's. Just like my jelabi" Khushi said with dreamy eyes imagining jelabi as aarush and aarush as jelabi.

"Seriously, Arnav Singh Raizada son was called as jelabi.. Unbelievable" Scorned arnav.

"What? Hello Mr. Raizada for your kind information he's my son also. I can call him whatever I wish" Retorted an equally irritated khushi.

"Guess what, he was lucky. I named him instead of you. If I let you name him, you must named him as Aloo kumar, Ladoo, Briyani....ufff...It sounds horrible along with surname...Hope he does not turn as to be a foodie like you" Arnav mocked her indicating he's back into his ASR mode.

Khushi mouth formed perfect O's hearing his mocking "Laadgovernor... At least I'll call him jelabi, laddoo all are sweet names. What name will you give, if you want to call him with a nickname? Yeah I know it..it must be Deal, Laptop, Bluetooth and not to mention your big What the!!!!" She huffed and turned her face away from him. Long back she finished feeding him.

"You proved you always remain as a dumb.." Words slipped from his mouth in displeasure.

"Haww..You.." Before khushi could retort back junior let out his wail like sensing his parent's silly fight.

Khushi shushed and patted him sending him back to his sleep. Meantime arnav cleared the food packets and washed his hands before taking his place near aarush.

"He doesn't like our fight" Arnav said patting his small head.

"Maybe" Khushi smiles shrugging her shoulders.

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Hope I am not boring you with this update. I felt the need to show how the couples handle the new life.

Thank you so much to everyone who supported this story and encouraged me to write more. This will be updated every week and Hope i'll be able to keep up to your expectations. You guys are most welcome to share any ideas which you wish to read. I was not much experienced in writing light-hearted crazy stuffs so if you feel any part is boring, feel free to share it. I'll change it!

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