#Fun fact- Cats have no collarbone that is the reason they are so flexible.

O M K A R A

I can't believe it.

That Shivaay has secretly been in a relationship without our knowledge. Till relationship, it was fine but having a child at this crucial junction is not impressive. He is just a couple of years elder than me meaning him to be twenty-four.

Is not it wrong?

I jerked my thinkings of him away when Mom nudged me to quell the car seeing his apartment from a few feet away. Nodding at her I drove the car into the parking lot through the driveway and stationed at the vacant place.

Filling up the security details in the visitor's book log Dad took long strides wanting to catch up with Shivaay at the soonest. This time he is too angered with Shivaay, the last time he was in outrage was when Shivaay revealed his passion and interest in cooking however with his hostile nature I hope Shivaay is protected.

We all were here, except for Rudra and Chote papa for which Dad is very sure that they would come here to Shivaay. Knowing his dumbest ideas I highly doubt Rudra has a secret in his belly. I guess, he may have only known a small part and that's is the reason why he was yesterday tossing jokes on Shivaay and some Sonu.

I don't know.

God know what Shivaay brings into the world. But as usual, he gets stuck in some issues and later gets caught by dad. I hope to protect Shivaay and Rudra from the rage from dad.

It was hard to console Choti maa since her rantings and sobbing increased with each passing second. It's not that Choti maa isn't happy with his life turnings but was unhappy with his foreign partner. Khanna's words concluded that he is in a relationship of two years and two years back he was in Italy. So with this chote maa didn't want goori bahu.

[Trans- a white-skinned daughter-in-law]

Obeying Dad, with his pace we reached the twelfth floor where he stays. Assisting dadi to walk straight I oversee the way and strutted at door no. 576. The door was wide accessible and shouts of a lady were heard.

"You tell me Shivi, why would you join Sid in the crying session. That too for vodka shots. You told me about your intolerance to beer and others then how could you." It was a familiar tone of a lady. I tried recalling this voice but in vain I couldn't.

Here Choti maa pressed her veil into her mouth and started whimpering not wanting an unpleased future daughter-in-law. Rolling his eyes at her Dad pushed the unlocked door open and all pursued behind him. Which I was truly sceptical of, nevertheless, I followed.

"Sorry. I hope I haven't created a ruckus." Hearing the customary spokesperson our ears perked up.

It was Shivaay.

"You wanted to kiss me in the corridor, and we did it too. I just strive that none of the apartment aunties has an idea of it."

Stepping a notch forward I and dad stood at the entrance of the kitchen waiting for them to notice, and others behind us. Shivaay stood leaning to the countertop facing his back to us while the girl whose name is unidentified again stood withstanding her back to him.

"Really? How was it? I'm sure it was best of all till now-"

"Oh shut up Shivi. It was against the wall and I was seeing stars." She mumbled low and hid her face in his crook. With her frolics, Shivaay laughed and placed his lips on her forehead.

It was romantic and poetic too.

Watching this all affectionate and intimate scene Dad raised his brows and tapped his foot continuously wanting them to be alarmed and look in our direction.

"I'm so sorry. It was unintended also I wanted to spend the evening time with you. I don't even recall that kiss. It was all blurry. But was hawt. Soo-" Was he always this affectionate or we missed to point out? I wondered.

"So-"

"One more time. What say?"

"Haaw cheapda!" Gasping at his flirty nature she whacked his arms and moulded perfectly into his wings. Giggling at their embarrassed self Shivaay tightened his arms around her and rocked rhythmically.

[Trans- Haaw shameless!]

Shifting weight on one foot I leaned over to encounter the lady's face. I found her structure too familiar but wasn't able to recall meeting with her. Her face was still invisible with her bangs and Shivaay's physique.

Irritated with their behaviour of zoning out along with intimate scenes Dad cleared his throat and thus drawing their attention towards us. When they did Shivaay jumped out of the embrace and waited for the reaction. In this period, I noticed her, her short shoulder length hair falling over, her cute baby hairs and bangs over her forehead. Her eyes twinkled looking in our direction with uneasiness. I trudged forward sensing her discomfort but halted when Shivaay held her fingers with his and intertwined.

It was the girl whom I was crushing.

It was Annika.

And I was crushing on my brother's love interest.

It was disappointing.

The very next meet with her was when she was intimate with my brother.

My eyes watered with the sudden heartbreak, since the meet I knew this was bound to happen however with a shorter span it was hard to digest. Discreetly I wiped my dampened skin and focused on the play.

"Hey, orchestra singer." Untangling herself she waved her hands in the air and greeted dad. Beside me, mom snickered knowing his bad singing capability and muffled her laughs growing. Hearing her affronts dad growled dangerously scowling at her.

"You-"

"Billu Khanna ne sab kuchh bata diya isalie ab sach bolo," Dadi commanded as Choti maa still decided to weep to glance at Annika's dressing style. Annika wore a black baggy sweatshirt and the shorts nowhere to be seen.

[Trans- Billu Khanna has informed us everything now spill out the truth.]

Annika broadened her eyes and waved at me recognising from the previous meet. But it still ached me. It was my already third heartache. First, it was during my senior years of school with my junior. The second was with Riddima, my classmate and both recently ended up with a bad note. The third was my heavy crushing on my brother's love interest. And now Ishana exhibiting her hidden feelings on me.

My life already at twenty-two was a shitty piece.

My bad luck.

As we all moved to the hall we took the seat and just opposite us Annika and Shivaay clung to each other. The three-seater sofa was insignificant to our big family members however squashing each other we sat down. Choti maa sat straight glaring at her son and then changed her features to soft as she looked at Annika.

"Rudra you should really try your bhabhi's sandwiches. It's delicious."

"Ha, Chote papa I intend to do so. When do you get to know his secrets? About myself, I caught them red-handed. They were going on a date and sista wore his pullover, with my intelligence I found the truth."

"Poor son he called me and broke into tears."

We all whipped our heads to the entrance and found Rudra with Chote papa leaning on the door frame gossiping the matter. Watching them Dad gritted his teeth and flared his nose in anger whereas Shivaay facepalmed and looked at Annika with a tense face.

"Rudy boi and my beloved younger brother, both are welcomed. Inside now." Dad stood up and dramatically, bowed his upper torso greeting them.

"Opps! Cat out of the bag?" Rudra mumbled looking at Annika and when Shivaay bobbed his head, watching both slumped their shoulder and stared at the floor not wanting to answer.

"So Ms hotheaded why are you here?" Dad raised his brows asking her like an old detective from movies. Of his time.

"How many times should I tell you that I am married and taken. Chill guys." Shivaay stayed silent looking at her energetic self and cradled his hand between his palms. "This my flat."

"Is it?" Dad inquired.

"It's my husband's so it's mine. Don't you know the Saptapati vows? Too bad." Annika tsk-tsked at dad with a snobbish look.

"Sista wow what a dialogue. Saptapadi. Great." Not caring of members around Rudra whistled and cooed towards Shivaay.

"Don't tell me Shiv that you are having affair with a married woman-" Choti ma murmured.

"Aunty Ji woman is someone old and I am not. I'm just twenty-two." As Annika giggled taking pride in her age with her stunts Shivaay placed his palms on her mouth and gestured to stay mum.

"You speak a lot and at the end, I'm stuck. Always." Shivaay grunted as he glared at her.

"Shivaay Singh Oberoi-" dad started with his authoritative tone, with this Shivaay jerked and lowered his eye level.

"Ahhh!"

"Why do you always hit me. Isn't it an assault hitting your husband? At least in front of elders." Shivaay caressed his arms where Annika had just whacked.

Seeing this dadi smiled delightfully and crossed her legs over her knees. And others with me had left with widely open mouth. The Shivaay I knew was only intimidated was by my father but now I guess the tables have turned out.

"Don't tell me that he is yours bade papa you were talking about. Fuck. I rebelled against him. Why didn't you inform your surname? Bappa. Bappa. What should do?" Annika gulped as she spared a glance at Dad, who was by now as calm as silence before the storm.

"You fought with him? Oh my God, that old arrogant fellow you were talking about. What should I do with you? Always creating a blunder. Didn't you find anyone else? First Rudra now baade papa, always sasural waale." Shivaay ranted out his frustration.

[Trans- husband's family]

Having no other way to solve the matter we sat moving our heads focusing on both at small intervals.

"Why didn't you tell me that Oberoi's are bigger than I imagined. And you are one among them." Annika pouted meekly whispering at him.

"I told you before. Remember in front of Aai and uncle. But Sonu is always busy in taunting and emptying jar full of water at her husband." Standing up in his place Shivaay pointed his finger at Annika using his sarcasm.

"I'm so sorry Sasur Ji. However, you were still wrong at your place. I'm not sorry for that but for disrespecting you." Annika trudged to dad and held an apologetic look.

[Trans- father-in-law]

"Give me blessings to handle your son. We have a big future waiting ahead." Dad has never been this disturbed and amazed than now. Having no other way he placed his hand on her head and blessed her heartily. But the next moment he changed his look to grimace.

"Puttar you shouldn't be bending at this condition. The unborn might get affected." Dadi helped her to stand properly and mumbled.

[Trans- beloved, child]

Ohh. Yeah. She is pregnant with Shivaay's child. I totally forgot about this matter.

My heart aches in agony.

"Why so?" Annika scratched her head as she looked at chote papa.

"Because in pregnancy you should avoid stressing and pressuring the baby in your womb." Choti ma came forward and explained emotionally.

She can't wait for blue kids running around the mansion.

"Who pregnant?" Shivaay asked with a frown adorned his face.

"Of course, you are going to have an infant of your own. My baby is having a baby." Tearing up Mom hugged Shivaay with all her strength and cried sensitively.

"Omg! The dream coming true. I don't want any Tara or Sitara. I'm fine with a wife as of now." Shivaay shook his head and asked with mouth wide open.

"I told you to use protection. But none listens to me. See now I'm chachu at nineteen and everyone will call me uncle. Mummy!" I swirled to Rudra's direction who was by my dramatically crying over chote papa's shoulder and he was consoling Rudra.

"WHAT?"

"You got my daughter pregnant in the span of two months. I should not have allowed Sonu to stay with you. You Rascal."

Hearing two different voices we spun around our heels and found a middle-aged man, a comparatively stylish politician like a woman and an old lady with a huge smile.

"Ohh Uncle this is not what you think. Aai, help!" Shivaay struggled with the man as he gripped Shivaay's collar.

"Aai this is not what you think. Ask him to leave me." Shivaay begged the lady beside the man who in return joined in the assistance of Shivaay.

"Do females get pregnant after kissing? This isn't what I read in my bio classes. I and Shivi have kissed only seventeen times. We cuddle though." Annika thought out loud and listening to this the man loosened the grip allowing Shivaay to breathe.

"Oh, my mata."

[Trans- oh my goddess.]

*****
That's all for now.
Do tell me how it was?

For Om, it was bound to happen at some part of life to meet his soulmate. This heartbreak will definitely carve the path for him in future.
:-P