Epilogue

After two years

Khushi showed Raizadas the clothes she brought from AR.

"Wow, Khushi, all the collections are so awesome," Payal said.

"Why not? After all, she is the great model of the great AR company" Anjali said.

"Whose selection is all this?" Nani asked.

"Of course, my selection Naniji" Khushi said.

"Didn't Arnav select it? Isn't he the one who always selected your outfit?" Dadi asked.

"No, Dadi... he didn't get time as he is busy"

"Khushiji, you are going to rock in the Swiss," NK said.

Khushi smiled. They saw Arnav coming downstairs, getting fresh.

"Arnavji, shall I bring you coffee?"

"You sit... Hariprakash..." Arnav shouted.

HP ran to him.

"Bring me a cup of coffee"

"Jee..." He went to the kitchen.

"Have you finished all the arrangements, Chotte? You have only two days for the trip" Anjali asked.

Arnav nodded yes.

"Di, don't name it as TRIP but SIXTH HONEYMOON," NK said teasingly.

Khushi looked at others horrified, whereas others controlled their smile.

"NK bhai, how could we say it's a honeymoon? A honeymoon is what happens after marriage." Anjali chuckled.

"It's for common people like us, Di. Not for the great ASR... Nannav is special in everything...especially, treating his wife... am I right Nananv?"

"Ohhh..."

"See, how cleverly he plans a foreign trip with his wife every six months...!"

"They are going for an Ad shoot NK bhai" Anjali said.

"Oh really? For how many days they are going?"

"Fifteen days..."

"Do you think it takes fifteen days for the Ad shooting?"

"That I can't say..." Anjali said.

"Nannav will finish the shooting in a day or two and provide all his time to his lovely wife... am I right Nannav?"

"What's your problem?" Arnav asked plainly.

"Nothing, Nananv... we just enjoying your foreign plan. Hai na Di?"

Anjali nodded yes and Arnav rolled his eyes. Khushi noticed Arnav looking disturbed. His face looked confused. She didn't know why. She was with him for the whole day. His facial expression suddenly changed. What happened to him? Was anything wrong? She became restless. She observed him silently. Arnav didn't get into their conversation. He was silent all the time. After some time, he went to their room.

Khushi excused herself and followed him. She saw him sitting on the recliner, looking down. Khushi locked the door. Arnav looked at her hearing the door locking sound. He smiled at her. She knew it was not from his heart. She came to him and kneeled in front of him. Arnav blinked his eyes softly as Khushi read his eyes.

"What's wrong, Arnavji?"

He nodded his head from left to right with a mild smile.

"Lie..." Khushi said confidently.

Arnav again blinked his eyes.

"Don't I know you? I can disturbance in your eyes. What's the problem? Won't you tell me?"

"My Gut Instinct says something to me, Khushi"

Khushi became nervous. Arnav never was sad about his Gut Instinct. He always took his Gut Instinct as a guide.

"What it says?" she asked panicking.

"It says..."

"Tell me..."

"We will not go to Swiss..."

Khushi was taken aback.

"But why?"

Arnav gulped down hard.

"Arnavji, tell me please... did you see flashes like always?"

Arnav nodded yes.

"What did you see?"

"You are in the hospital bed..."

Khushi gulped down. She made up herself and clutched his hand.

"Don't worry Arnavji. I trust Devi Maiya. She will not give up on us. She didn't bring us to this extent to give up on us...!"

Arnav smiled. He didn't know how to make Khushi understand. His Gut instinct never went wrong. Whatever flashed in his mind would definitely happen!

Though Khushi consoled Arnav she was restless because she too knew about Arnav's Gut Instinct. He was the one who said she would become Mrs. India... And... she became Mrs. India which was the least expected one. So, she concluded that they would not go to Swiss and be admitted to the hospital. She was nervous and decided not to go out of RM.

Arnav stopped making arrangements to go to Swiss but he didn't openly do that. He should explain to everyone if he did that. He didn't want to do it.

The next day

Raizadas wondered, to see Arnav and Khushi in casuals. Usually, they would be rushing at this hour.

"Chotte, don't you go to the office?"

"No, Di... I have some other work"

"Oh... that means, Khushi will also be at home..."

Khushi nodded yes.

"Ok, then come with us to the temple"

"Temple?"

"Yeah... we are going to the Temple tomorrow. I arranged a Pooja for all of our betterment"

Khushi looked at Arnav, seeking his permission.

"Do you want to go?"

Khushi nodded yes.

"Ok, I will also come with you"

Raizadas wondered again.

"Chotte, will you come to the temple?"

"Enough Di..."

"Chotte, if you think we will not take care of your wife, this is not done..."

"Do you want me to come or not?" He asked.

Anjali kept her index finger on her lips. Arnav went to wash his hands.

All of them went to the temple. Arnav was with Khushi. He ordered her not to leave his side. As Khushi knew the seriousness, she obeyed him. The pandit brought the harti plate. Khushi was about to touch the flame when she felt something weird. Everything became dark and she fainted. Arnav who was standing next to her observing her held her in his arms before she hit the ground.

"Khushiiiii... Khushi look at me, damn it..."

He picked her up and rushed out of the temple. Without waiting for anyone, he started the car and geared it up towards the hospital.

The doctor attempted Khushi. Arnav restlessly paced outside the OP. He was scared like hell. He didn't know what the doctor was going to say. His mind thought something horrible. His eyes pooled up. Raizadas also reached the hospital. A nurse came out and said,

"The doctor is calling you"

Arnav ran inside not minding about his teary eyes.

"Doctor, how is Khushi? What happened to her? Is everything all right?"

"Nothing to worry, Mr. Raizada. You are going to be a FATHER" The doctor said.

Arnav was thunderstruck and others made a cheerful sound. Arnav chuckled softly gulping his tears. he sat with a thud and sighed in relief. He looked at Khushi who was LAYIGN IN THE HOSPITAL BED. Damn, his Gut Instinct...! He smiled.

He walked to Khushi and sat next to her. Taking her hand, he kissed her knuckle, smilingly.

Khushi opened her eyes slowly.

"Arnavji..."

"Shhh... nothing to worry. you are going to be a mother"

Khushi widened her eyes. Arnav nodded yes smilingly. Khushi sat on the bed and circled his neck. Arnav embraced her in his hands lovingly.

"You made me scared you know," he said choking.

"I was also scared... but I trusted Devi Maiya. I know she won't give up on you because you are a nice guy"

Arnav pulled himself from the hug.

"Really?" he smiled.

"Yes, you are the best husband in the world"

He kissed her forehead.

"Arnavji..."

"Mmm?"

"What does your gut instinct say about our baby?"

"It says, my baby will get the world's best father"

"What about her mother?"

"She is a Mrs. India after all... how would she get the time?"

"Arnavji, do you want me to continue my work after my delivery?"

"Of course, yes..."

"Then what about our baby?"

"She will have her father to care of..."

Khushi looked at him awestruck.

"Our child is our treasure. She will not be a hindrance to your growth. Be an example to our daughter..."

"Is not a mother's part important to a child's life?"

"I don't deny. It doesn't mean you should spoil your career. As same as a man's career, a woman's career is also important. You should understand that."

"Won't people taunt me?"

"Damn, the people... just forget them. No one will come for your help... it should be you who should take care of yourself."

Khushi was silent.

"Just think, how hard you worked to reach this place? Will your daughter feel proud of yourself if you give it up for her? Will not she feel bad?"

Khushi nodded yes.

"By the way, Arnavji, how are you so confident the baby will be a DAUGHTER?"

Arnav was stuck.

"I just..."

"I believe it's our DAUGHTER... because it's your Gut Instinct that made you utter it"

Arnav nodded yes.

"Will you continue your work?"

"Of course, not for my daughter but for YOU. I don't know what my daughter will think of me. I will always make you feel proud of you, Arnavji because you are my treasure...!"

Khushi hugged him with a smile. Arnav felt proud of his wife.