Nandini was working in the kitchen, chopping vegetables when Manik came in. He was massaging his wrist as he felt a headache from sitting in front of the laptop for so long. Nandini, who was lost in her thoughts, startled, her finger nearly missing the knife, as Manik called her, "Nandini."

"Hanji," Nandini asked, turning around to look at him. Her gaze involuntarily ran over him with his hair messed up, glasses on his face while the day's beard gave him a rugged look. To add to the charm, the top two buttons of his shirt were undone and his sleeves were rolled up, his muscular arms turning her into a mush.

"Ho gaya, baby?" Manik asked with a smirk, pulling Nandini out of her reverie. She looked at him, shrugging, about to speak but stopped as if realizing something. Manik frowned as she suddenly turned around and asked, "Aapko kuch chahiye, Manik?"

(*You done, baby? **You want something, Manik?)

"Haan. Woh chai bana de. Mera sar dukh raha hai," Manik said, not thinking much about her weird behaviour and went out of the kitchen. While Nandini was preparing the tea, again zoning out.

(Yes. Please make some tea. I'm having a headache.)

"Shit," Nandini cursed under her breath, turning off the stove hurriedly as the tea boiled out of the pan. She sighed, her eyes closing, her hands pressing against her forehead as she felt her head pounding at overthinking so much. She shook her head, assuring herself that it's nothing, while pouring tea for Manik and herself.

As she carried the tea in the living room, where her mother in law was shaking her head as Mukti and Dhruv were fighting like kids because Dhruv wanted to watch the IPL match being aired live while Mukti wanted to watch Bigg Boss, especially since it's a weekend and Salman Khan will be taking eveyone's class. Handing over the cup to him, she placed the container with biscuits on the table for him and took a seat beside him on the couch.

Mukti huffed when Dhruv managed to snatch the remote and turned on the match. Her eyes roamed around, staring at her Bhaiya and Bhabhi. Everyone looked at her when she suddenly let out a chuckle. She shook her head as everyone looked at her, not wanting to embarrass the couple. However, Nandini was quick to catch her gaze and turned to look at where Mukti was staring.

She cleared her throat in embarrassment, taking a sip of her tea, choking when Dhruv also noticed and started laughing loudly intentionally just to irritate and embarass his brother. Manik frowned as he asked, "Kya ho raha hai tum logo ko?" When both of them didn't speak, he turned to Nandini, "Tujhe pata hai?"

(*What happened to both of you? **Do you know?)

"Mujhe nahi pata," Nandini defended herself quickly.

(I don't know.)

"Arey, Bhabhi ko hi pata hoga," Dhruv teased Nandini, earning a glare from her to shut up. Before they could continue, their mother gasped loudly and touched the red mark on Manik's neck as she said worriedly, "Arey, Manik. Ye kaise hua bache?"

(No, sister in law will only know. **Oh my, Manik. How did this happen?)

Nandini quietly sipped her tea, conceling her burning face behind the mug as Mukti and Dhruv snickered beside them while her mother in law hovered over her husband in concern because of a hickey. Manik touched the mark, stiffling his grin as he teasingly said, "Arey kuch nahi, Maa. Woh machaar ne kaat liya tha."

(*Nothing Maa. A mosquito bite, maybe.)

"Itna bada machaar?" their mother asked, shocked, making Dhruv and Mukti roar in laughter and Manik couldn't help but chuckle while shrugging off his mother's question while Nandini wished the earth to swallow her whole. She was saved from her son's cries a few minutes later, getting up and deliberately throwing the cushion on Dhruv's face who had been indirectly teasing her the entire time.

(Such a big mosquito?!)

"Arey Bhabhi macharo se bach kar rehna! Main unhe marne ki dawai de ke jau," Dhruv shouted as she walked out, making her glare at him in mock anger, shaking her head as he started laughing.

(Sister in law, be careful from the mosquitoes. Shall I give you medicine to kill them?)

•••••

"Bas kar ja na, Aarav. Kabse chal raha he ye," Nandini snapped, lowering her kurti as he continued crying for the past hour. Manik looked towards her as Aarav immediately quieted down in fear at hearing his mother's pitch rise in anger for the first time, looking at her innocently, his eyes lined with tears. As she got up from bed, his loud cries again echoed in the room. While her frustrated self walked to the washroom to take a bath and change, Manik moved towards his crying son.

(Stop ot, Aarav. You have been doing this since so long!)

"Oye bandar, kyo roh raha hai?" Manik asked, picking him up. As he continued crying, Manik joked, "Chup hoja, bete. Varna teri maa toh juttiyan pen giya ess toh baad."

(My monkey, why are you crying? **Calm down, baby. Otherwise, your mother will beat you with slippers.)

Aarav hiccuped as his cries subsided a few minutes later as Manik walked with him around room, although he continued to whine while sucking on his thumb, his head resting on Manik's shoulder. Manik's eyebrows furrowed in concern as he pressed a kiss on top of his son's head, his hands gently pressing his small frame to make sure he wasn't in pain. Slowly, Aarav's eyes closed amidst his father's soothing massage and he fell asleep.

Carrying him to bed, Manik carefully laid him, patting him gently for some time before moving to his side of bed. While he was laying down and watching a show, the door of the bathroom opened as Nandini stepped out in a simple loose suit. Sighing, she moved towards Aarav, covering him with his blanket properly and pressing a kiss on his head before switching off the light and climbing in the centre of the bed.

"Manik isko band kardo please. Aakho mein padh ri hai light," Nandini said a few minutes later, a tint of irritation in her voice as he continued using his phone while she tried to sleep. Moreover, her brain hadn't been on rest since morning, tense about the situation. Manik looked at her, closing the phone and keeping it aside and as he laid down, he asked, "Itna gussa kaise chadha rakha hai aaj?"

(Manik, please close this off. The light is irritating in the eyes. **Why are you so angry today?)

"Kuch nahi. Bas thoda thak gayi," Nandini lied, although Manik hummed in response, he didn't believe her. He had noticed her changed behaviour since afternoon and tried to recall anything unusual happening that caused it. Lost in his thoughts, his eyes closed in tiredness. As he was about to delve into sleep, Nandini turned towards him, wrapping her head around his waist and placing her head near his chest.

(Nothing. I'm just tired.)

"Manik," Nandini whispered, making him hum as he blinked his eyes in sleep. When she didn't speak further, he looked at her, who was already gazing at him silently. His hand moved through her tresses, softly massaging it as he asked, "Kya hua?"

*What happened?)

"Kuch nahi. Main kuch bhi soch ri hu," Nandini mumbled, her eyes closing as his massage relieved her from stress.

(nothing. Just thinking something irrelevant.)

"Kya?" Manik asked again, turning towards her and looking at her curiously, removing his hand, making her open her eyes. She grabbed his hand, moving it back to her hair and he shook his head as he pressed her head while she closed her eyes, shuffling closer.

(What?)

"Baby upar hi chad ja," Manik joked as she wrapped her arm around him and kept one of her legs atop his, getting comfortable as if he was her personal bed, making her smack his arm. Manik pressed his lips against her cheek, unable to control himself as his hand gradually slipped from her hair to her back as he muttered, "Tu zyada violent ni no ri?"

(Baby, climb over me. **Aren't you getting violent?)

She whelped, pulling away slightly and raising her head with a glare as he bit on her cheek. He grinned as she wiped her cheek, cursing him, which sounded cute coming from her mouth rather than abusive since she rarely used any profinity.

"Manik, don't," Nandini warned, her hand around his arm tightening as his hand pulled down the zipper of her kurti. Manik hummed and as she opened her mouth to warn him off before she lost herself in this pleasurable ride, he pressed his lips against hers, shutting her up. Her hand which was ready to shove him off, delved inside his smooth hair, tangling her fingers in his hair, pulling him closer as she lost her control as his mouth ravished hers while pulling up her kurti and unhooking her bra.

She gasped, her eyes shutting as her breath deepened as his hand fondled her breast, his fingers tweaking the brown nub, slowly pushing her to her back until he was hovering over her. She snapped her eyes open, her gaze dazed with love and desire clashing with his, her breath laboured in anticipation as his fingers teasingly  grazed her waist and stomach, smirking as they painfully slowly moving down.

"Manik," Nandini suddenly said, coming to her senses for a moment but stopped mid sentence as his lips pressed against the nape of her neck, dropping dewy kisses while his hand delved between her legs. As his digits pressed and probed through her dripping vagina, Nandini gasped out, "Manik, we have been doing this regularly. What if–" Nandini whimpered mid sentence as his thumb rolled her sensitive nub. She moaned his name slowly, her toes curling as his fingers curled up, providing her immense pleasure and as he worked his fingers, he gradually unravelled the tightness in her stomach as she came undone,

"Manik, what if I get pregnant again?" Nandini managed out the sudden fear that gripped her as she tried to breath deeply, still trying to come down from the aftermath of the orgasm.

"We have been using protection. How will you?" Manik mumbled, distracting her as his lips moved towards the valley of her sweaty breasts, pressing open mouthed kisses before her back arched as her arm wrapped around his shoulder while the other hand fisted the bedsheet beneath her as his lips wrapped around the nipple, his tongue rolling and lips ravishing over the fluid dripping out. His hand spread over the other flesh, his grip firm as his fingers swivelled over the brown nub, tugging and rolling, hardening it. As his lips moved to other breast, showering the same attention, his hands began to pull off their clothes, throwing it aimlessly to the floor.

"Manik," Nandini murmured huskily, her eyes dazed as the overwhelming emotions gripped her, looking over his movements as he opened the drawer to grab a condom. However, he froze and so did his heart for a second as he heard her hoarse whisper as she finally let out her worry aloud, "I missed my period."

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