Anika nearly got the shock of her life when she saw the car Shivaay was loading their stuffs into. Shivaay had asked Khanna to bring his all time favourite road trip car from the Oberoi Mansion. A red convertible Porsche with the fanciest number plate - 9999.

'From where did you get this?', she questioned him.

'Oh this! I used to use this when I was in college back there in London. After college, it just stayed in Oberoi Mansion's garage. Rudy uses it sometimes. So, when my dear boring wify finally gave green light for a road trip, I thought why not bring this sexy!'

'This sexy is just mind blowing Shivaay! By the way, did you realize that in between the history you were singing for your beloved car, you called me boring!', she retorted.

'Aarrgghh!', Shivaay moaned. He knew that her pregnancy moodswings are at the peak, but still he accidentally used the word that triggered her anger; 'boring'. Anika hated that word to the core especially when she had to hear it from his mouth.

'Anika, I didn't mean it. It just came in a flow. Now, let's not spoil the day ahead with you sulking. Be the cheerful Anika back. Please wify', Shivaay pleaded her while having pulled a cute puppy face.

'And yet again he's making that face. He just knew that I can't stay angry when he makes that cute face. I just feel like I want to eat him up! Control Anika. Babies are there. They might hear you!', Anika thought to herself.

'Okay fine! Now stop making the puppy face and carry me into the car!', she demanded.

'Carrying you?? Oh my God!! We might not be going to Goa then. We would be going to hospital instead!', Shivaay claimed.

'You know what? Just go to hell! I'm not going to Goa with you!!! I know that I've put on some weight, but that doesn't mean that you'll make fun of me like this!', Anika rebuked and turned around to leave.

Just then, she felt a tug on her wrist making her turn around. Before she could comprehend the situation, he pulled her closer to him and lifted her in one go. She pretended to be angry still but his action right after that made her smile again. He playfully pecked on her nose and whispered a sorry into her ears.

'No matter how much of weight you gain, I'll always carry you in my arms like this!', he said very much cheesily earning an honest blushing smile from his wife.

'So are we honeymoon ready?', he asked as soon as he placed her in the car and settled next to her.

'It's babymoon my dear husband!', she replied smilingly.

'Babymoon it is then Wify!', he added with a wink.

The road out of Mumbai town was slightly congested that morning since it was a working weekday. It was a usual routine for all the residences of Mumbai. It took them nearly two hours or so to finally escape the traffic jam and finally set on the highway towards Goa. Shivaay finally opened the roof of his car letting the air outside to brush against their face. Anika who was sleeping a little while ago woke up all excited when he did that. She released her long hair from the bun which held them neatly and let her hair flow through with the wind. She can't remember when was the last time she enjoyed a car ride like this.

'Enjoying??', that question of her husband bought her back to reality.

She tilted her head towards the right and smiled at him. She slowly brushed her hand against his stubble sending electrical waves through his spine. He turned around only to see his wife coming near him. He was totally confused and clueless on what was happening. And her next move made him completely speechless.

'Anika, I'm driving!', Shivaay said very much stammering.

'When did I say that you're not driving?', she asked back with a serious face.

Shivaay realized that his thinking went a little 'overboard' and just focused on his driving while hiding his blush. Anika just looked at him confused at his sudden change of behaviour and the blush on his cheeks.

'What happened to him? He was alright a little while ago. He asked me if I'm enjoying this? Then I gave him a kiss on his cheeks to thank him... oh... now I understood the reason behind the blush!', she thought to herself.

'By the way Shiv, did you, by any chance got turned on because of the cheek kiss?', she asked him directly breaking the awkward silence.

'Heh, turned on? Me? Nah... I wasn't turned on!', he lied bluntly.

'Don't lie! If you weren't turned on, then why did you say 'Anika, I'm driving' ??? Huh???', she shooted back at him.

'I was just stating the fact that I was and still am driving!', he replied plainly.

'Why are you becoming so cute these days??? You know you look really cute when you try to cover up knowing that I already know the truth!', she stated with a cute pout in the end and pinched his cheeks.

'Cute Singh Oberoi!'

They just blushed the topic away, with him looking away, smiling and she doing the same. It was one of their blushing, unspoken moment.

Just then, the song 'Nazm Nazm' from 'Bareilly ki Barfi' began to play on the radio. Both their hands collided as they proceeded to increase the volume. Anika showed him a wide grin as she pulled her hand away. Shivaay increased the volume and began to sing along with the song looking at her.

Tu nazm nazm sa
mere honthon pe theher ja
main khwaab khwaab sa teri
aankhon mein jaagun re
- winking at her at the end of the lyric.

(Stay on my lips like a poetry.
Let me be awake in your eyes like dreams.)

Tu ishq ishq sa mere
rooh mein aake bas ja
Jis aur teri shehnaai
us or main bhaagun re

(Come and reside in my soul like love,
I will run in the direction where your clarinet playing.)

haath thaam le piya
karte hain vaada
ab se tu aarzoo
tu hi hai iraada
-while taking her hand in his and keeping it close to his heart.

(Hold my hands, O beloved
I promise you, that from now on, you are my desire and you are my only intention.)

mera naam le piya
main teri rubaai
tere hi to peechhe peechhe
barsaat aayi, barsaat aayi
- still holding her hand close to his heart.

Take my name, O beloved,
I'm your poem.
rain has come following you only.
[rubaai is a specific type of four line poem, originated in Persian.]

tu itr itr sa mere
saanson mein bikhar jaa
main faqeer tere qurbat ka
tujhse tu maangun de
-he pulled her closer and nuzzled a bit into her hair.

(You scatter in myself like some perfume.
I'm a beggar of your proximity,
I ask you for you, give me yourself.)

She pushed him back to his seat blushing all heavily. Shivaay has stopped singing already. He smirked at his effect on her. Somehow he felt like he's not the only one who got turned on because of a mere cheek kiss by his spouse.

'Concentrate on your driving!', she instructed him blushing.

'Someone is blushing!', he sang very playfully only to earn a well-deserved smack on his shoulder.

'And Mr.Chef, you're getting extra cheesy and romantic today!', she stated.

'I'm on my way to my babymoon, so it's fair and square right when there is an extra dash of cheese and romance!', he exclaimed with a tinge of naughtiness in his voice.

'Aapse na, bath karna hi bekar hai! (There's no point talking to you!) It's better if I enjoy the view and this cold breeze!', saying that she stuck out her tongue in the end and began enjoying the view.

Just then, an idea stroke her mind, she took her scarf from her handbag and began to talk selfie while having the scarf held high up. Shivaay quitely noticed her stunts. When she began to climb on the the seat in the attempt for a better selfie, Shivaay slowed down and brought the car to a halt.

'Why did you stop the car suddenly?', she asked, puzzled.

'What kind of stunts were you trying to pull of? What if you fell over or something happens to you?', he reprimanded her.

'I was just taking some nice pictures', she said very much innocently.

'Anika... taking pictures is fine but putting yourself in danger by standing like that is not okay! Alright!', he reprimanded her lovingly.

'Okay sorry. I promise it won't happen again!', she promised in an attempt to manofy him which worked successfully.

Then, they resumed their journey to Goa again while having such lovely, cute little moments throughout the journey. It's a long journey of nearly 12 hours on road to Goa from Mumbai. Hence, Shivaay decided to stop halfway to spend the first day of their vacation in Chiplun which is located in Ratnagiri district. But, before going there, he had several other stops in his mind.

The first place that he halted his car was the Karnala Bird Sanctuary. It was a beautiful home to over a 150 bird species. Anika was more than excited to visit that place as it was her first time but Shivaay had been there a couple times hence hence he was a little less excited.

The entrance to the sanctuary itself was breathtakingly beautiful that Anika couldn't wait to catch a glimpse of the birds living in its natural habitat in the sanctuary.

'Oh my God Shivaay! This place is so amazing and the climate is so lovely! How did you even knew about this?', she questioned him.

'Well, you see, basically I'm not a stuck-up and I love exploring. We found out about this place during one of our roadtrips. It was one of the best days of my life you know!', he began reminiscing his old days as a teenager.

'You can't even say a single thing without singing your own praise and taunting me right?', she reprimanded him as he chuckled to her statement.

'I just hope that the babies don't inherit these traits from you!', she added.

'Just because of this very statement of yours, I wish both our babies should be well aware of their talents and praise themselves whenever possible, just like their Papa!', he exclaimed very much childishly.

Anika just shook her head as she knew that her husband is just simply pulling her legs. She was well aware that he enjoys pulling her legs first and then get romantic with her in the pretence of manofying her once she loses her mind. To be honest, she also enjoyed when he does that. According to her, that's what that increased the love between them and she hoped it will be like that in the future as well.

After driving further in, Shivaay stopped the car and they began walking on the trails. The bird watch experience was certainly and unforgettable one for the both of them. Shivaay had did this previously but with her, it felt different. They took a lot of pictures while watching the bird. But, out of so many pictures, only one picture was filled with birds standing still. The rest had them flipping their wings or flying away.

They were so enthusiastically watching the birds and proceeded on the trail until they reached the peak of the hill there where the Karnala fort is located.

Shivika didn't let go of their chance to capture their pictures on the picturesque hill top. It was just the beginning of their trip, but Shivaay's DSLR was already having so many pictures in it.

When they got back to their car, both of them were exhausted and starving due to the little workout they did as they bird-watched.

'Anika, I think it will be the best if we stop in the nearby village for a meal and little rest before continuing our journey to Chiplun. What say?', he asked her as they neared their car.

'I think that's great. Oh and by the way, should I drive up to the nearby village? You must be tired as well. You were driving almost non-stop for the past six hours!', she offered.

'Are you sure you can?', he asked her for confirmation.

'Of course I can! I'm Anika Shivaay Singh Oberoi! Nothing is impossible for me!', she said proudly as she settled in the driver's seat.

'Someone is singing their praise!', Shivaay teased her.

'Side effects of being married to someone who does that all the time!', she replied as she started the car and began to drive.

- To be continued <3 -

P.S. Guys, I know that I took quite long to update this book. I'm sorry about it. It's just that I have other things to do as well and other books to be updated. And I needed to do some research before proceeding with this track as I do not live in India. Yet, I want their roadtrip to be as realistic as possible. So, excuse the time I took for the research. But I promise a regular update from now on. Thank you! Hope you enjoy this part and more of their babymoon is upcoming.