5 years later..

"Khushi look I've an important meeting today.. Don't eat my brain.." Arnav said putting on his suit, and quickly grabbed his car keys from her hand.

"Laad governor.." Khushi muttered gritting her teeth. She sat on the bed annoyed with him, all she asked for was their cute family to go and pray in Mandir. But as usual, her Tom spoiled her plans.

Arnav bend to reach her soft and pink cheeks, he brushed his nose against her cheeks, making her blush. Then he pecked her cheek, "Some other day okay my Jerry?"

"Okay.." she nodded her head, when he talks like this. Does she have any other option other than to accept??

He smiled and went from there, to the living room.

He sat on the breakfast table looking around, he raised his eyebrows confused.

"Where's my Naughty Jerry?" he asked to Mami.

"I'm here Papaaaaaa..." a little 3 years old girl came running to him, with her hands dirty and a huge smile in her face. She wanted to hug him, Arnav stood up glaring at her: Aashi no! Papa wants to go to office.

Aashi pouted, she looking down playing with her hands. Arnav melt seeing her cute antics just like her mother, she is his Little Jerry!

He walked to her and knelt down, hugging her tightly. Aashi smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck, dirtying his shirt with her hands.

Khushi giggled seeing Arnav's expression, if it was someone else he would bark at that person for spoiling his shirt when he is about to attend a meeting, but since it's his daughter, he can't even scold her.

Arnav cupped Aashi's face and kissed her cheeks, "I love you little Jerry.."

"I love you too Big Tom.." she said and everyone laughed out loudly.

Arnav stood up, and lifted Khushi taking her to their room. Khushi widened her eyes, "What are you doing? Let me down Arnav.."

"Help me change my shirt.." he said smirking.

"What? Mr.Raizada you can do that alone.." Khushi frowned.

Arnav pretended like he was not hearing what she was saying, and closed the door of their room.

Khushi took another shirt from the closet, and handle it to him, "Your daughter does wrong, and I'm the one who pay for it.."

Arnav shrugged his shoulders, "She is my little Jerry na. I can't punish her.."

"Help me change.." he said walking near her, smirking.

Khushi glared at him and started unbuttoning his shirt, mumbling to herself.

Arnav rested his forehead against hers, with a smile playing on her lips.

"I'm not angry!!" Khushi said smiling, she took his shirt off.

"I know! You're little mad so I do expect your mood swings like this..." he teased her.

Khushi giggled, and took the shirt on his hand to help him wear, Arnav raised his arms to make it easy for her.

She buttoned his shirt. Arnav caressed her cheek staring deeply at her: Do you know why I like to irritate you in the morning?

Khushi: At least you admit it you do irritate me a lot!!!

Arnav chuckled, "Because I want these little moments to be with us! I want our love to never fade.. and we both are like this, always fighting with each other still we love each other.. and I want to keep this way.. we should never forget our love just because we are parents now.."

Khushi smiled brightly, she hug him tightly.

"Shall we go to Mandir??" he asked smirking.

"You said you have work na. I don't want you to suffer losses.." Khushi replied still in his embrace.

"Khushi does your brain work properly?" he asked frowning.

"Haan.. My brain is perfectly fine, your is not.. a while ago you said you have work, now you want to go to Mandir.. are you suffering from amnesia or what??" and here their fight starts again.

"Can't you see I was kidding with you?" Arnav hit her forehead playfully.

Khushi opened her mouth in "O" shape: Aww you Laad governor.. how dare you??

Arnav rolled his eyes, "Sometimes I ask myself did I do the right thing by marrying??"

Khushi pouted, and walked in the bathroom to change her clothes.

Arnav sat on the bed giggling at her face, "And the answer is I did the best thing in my life.." he shouted for her to hear.

Khushi smiled inside the bathroom.

"Don't you want help to change?" he asked naughtily.

"No!!" Khushi screamed shyly.

"I'm coming.." he said smirking.

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Mandir..

Mami, Mama, Anjali and her husband Karan, Payal, Akash and their son Aansh, Arshi and Ruchi and Aashi reached in Mandir.

Khushi joined her hands to pray, Arnav stayed in his same position. Khushi gestured him to copy her.

"I don't have anything to ask for.." he whispered.

"Why?" she asked.

"I have you, nothing more to ask is left. You're my everything.." he said.

Khushi looked at him with teary eyes. Arnav wiped the tears in her eyes and held his ear:

Sorry for making you cry..

Khushi nodded sideways: You know these are tears of happiness..

"Mumma .. Papa.. you always fighting.. and then you be good friends!!.. you both are so strange!!" Aashi whispered to both.

Khushi and Arnav giggled.

"This is nothing Aashi. I will tell you how Mumma and Papa used to fight when they came to NGO.." Ruchi said.

Khushi smiled hearing both talking with each other about them.

After praying, Arshi walked out of the mandir. Khushi feed Arnav a bit of prasad, then Aashi and Ruchi.

"Do you know what I prayed for Mumma??" Aashi asked.

"What?" Khushi asked curious.

"That you both keep fighting like Tom and Jerry!!!" Aashi giggled.

Arshi widened their eyes.

"Because they might fight, but they care for each other.." Ruchi explained.

Arshi smiled and picked them in their arms.

Thank you for the comments and support.. I hope this is good..

Angel23