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"What do you think you are doing?"

He stopped nuzzling her neck and lifted his face to look at her directly. Caressing her head, he smiled at her with desire clearly visible into his eyes.

Arnav - I think I'm loving my wife, what else?

He caught her lips into his his only to be pushed by a struggling Khushi. She got up to sit on the bed.

Khushi - Arnavji, have some shame! Di is staying in the room right next to us. She might hear us.

Arnav - Di will be staying with us for a year now, so I can't touch you till then?

Khushi - Yes! Stay away from me.

He also sat up on the bed and nodded in denial in disbelief at her drama.

Arnav - What rubbish!

Khushi - Rubbish or not, you don't dare touch me.

He let out a groan in frustration and laid back with his back to her. Khushi suppressed a smile as she looked at her cranky husband. She giggled having successfully annoyed her hubby.

But it was enough now. She wanted him as much she did.

Khushi - Ok I've changed my mind. We won't make any noise.

He turned to her raising his brows. He got her whole act.

Arnav - Why? Why now?

Khushi - Because I'm saying so.

She pouted pulling him closer. He chuckled but didn't want to give in. To so fast.

Arnav - But now I don't want.

Khushi - Then I'll complain to Naniji. Remember what she told over the phone? I'm pregnant. You have to keep me happy and take care of my every wish.

Arnav - What was the need to do the drama before then?

Khushi - Because your baby wanted me to annoy its father.

She surrounded her arms around his neck. And he couldn't help but smile.

Arnav - You're going to take full advantage of the fact that my baby is growing in your womb. Isn't it!?

Khushi - I have no fear accepting it. Yes.

She smirked with a wink. He kissed her forehead before taking her in an embrace.

* * *

Nine Weeks

Arnav entered the room to find his wife standing in front of the mirror. He frowned spotting her outgrown tummy but soon realized she had added clothes inside her kurti. He chuckled as she twisted her face at her reflection.

Arnav - Suits you!

She gasped hearing his voice and turned around immediately taking out all the clothes.

Khushi - What?

Arnav - The baby bump.

He walked over to her and kept his hand on her flat belly. She pouted and lowered her eyes as he caressed it.

Khushi - I'll become fat.

Arnav - It won't be fat. It'll be our baby who's growing in your womb. And I can't wait for it.

A smile crept on her lips and she threw her arms around him smiling wide.

* * *

Thirteen Weeks

„Di, what are you knitting?"

Anjali smiled at Khushi who kept a tray with two cups of tea and a plate of Jalebis on the coffee table. She took a seat beside her on the couch.

Anjali - Booties for my upcoming niece.

She answered eyeing at Khushi's hardly visible baby bump.

Khushi - Di, why are you and your Chote so sure that it'll be a girl? What if it's a boy?

She took a bite of the freshly made Jalebi after handing her sister-in-law a cup of tea.

Anjali - Khushiji, I'm not sure. But my Chote thinks he'll have a little girl so I'm preparing for one. Besides, Akash has a boy already. It would nice to have a baby girl at home now.

Khushi - But Di, why does Arnavji want to have a girl only?

They exchanged a look of bewilderment before a quiet laugh escaped Anjali's mouth.

Anjali - I think it's because...maybe he thinks that all important roles in his life are those of girls only. Maa, Nani, then me, his sister and most important, you, his wife! So probably...he may be feeling that his life would be complete with a daughter.

Khushi pondered about her words only to realize the truth in them. She smiled and blinked hugging Di from the side.

Khushi - Now I will pray to Devi Maiya to give me a daughter who will be her Daddy's lil girl.

Anjali - Yes. Else your boy will have to wear these girlish booties and all the other girlish clothes I'll knit for my niece.

They both giggled looking at the half made baby shoes.

* * *

Eighteen Weeks

"Di, see your brother. He's not listening to me even though I'm pregnant!"

Khushi kept her head on Anjali's shoulder with an innocent pout. Arnav rolled his eyes at her.

Anjali - Chote, why aren't you listening to my pregnant Bhabhi?

Arnav - Di, she wants me to grow a moustache!

Anjali chuckled at Khushi's weird demand but then sterned her face.

Khushi - You see Di? He can't even do this less for his baby.

Arnav - Baby?

Khushi - Yes. Your baby wants to see her Daddy with a moustache.

She rubbed her belly looking at it dreamily.

Arnav - No.

She pouted and big fat drops of tears oozed out of her ears. Anjali gasped and nodded in denial wiping her cheeks. She saw him angrily.

Anjali - Chote! Why don't just do as said? She's asking you to grow a moustache only, not to kill someone.

Arnav sighed thinking about her pregnancy hormones.

Arnav - Fine.

He agreed for now hoping she'll forget it later. Khushi's face lit up immediately.

* * *

Twenty Two Weeks

The couple stared up at the screen as the gynecologist ran a transducer over Khushi's swollen belly.

„There seems to be no problem. Everything is well. Do you wish to know the gender of your baby?"

They looked at each other before responding to the doctor. After blinking at each other both nodded in agreement.

Arnav - Yes.

Doctor - Well, you're going to have a girl.

Khushi's eyes filled up with tears of joys as she watched Arnav's facial expression change from nervous to delighted. She pressed his hand with a wide smile. DM heard her prayers.

* * *

Twenty Five Weeks

"Jalebi!"

"No!"

"Yes!"

"No!"

"Yes. Yes. Yes. Jalebi only!"

"No Khushi. Never."

Anjali walked out of the kitchen to witness her brother and bhabhi having another of their usual cute banters.

Anjali - Chote, what's wrong with Jalebi?

She handed Khushi the glass of badam milk before taking place beside her.

Arnav - Di, are you serious? She wants to name my daughter Jalebi and you're asking what's wrong with it?

Anjali covered her mouth with her palm hiding her giggle behind.

Anjali - Accha? And what do you want to name her?

Arnav - Either Arya or Anna.

Khushi - And in which way are these foreign names better than my sweet Jalebi?

He looked up from his laptop and passed a sarcastic smile.

Arnav - In every way! Arnav Singh Raizada's daughter, the heiress of AR Empire won't be called Jalebi!

She put the unfinished glass of milk down on the coffee table before getting back at him.

Khushi - What do you mean to say? Jalebi is not a suitable name for my daughter?

Arnav - My daughter!

Anjali frowned at both of them and nodded in denial.

Anjali - Stop it you both! None of you will decide my niece' name. As her Bua it's my right only! I named Akash's son and I'll only name your daughter too.

Both looked at each other and then at her pouting like five years old children who just got scolded by their mother.

Anjali - And I've already decided her name. Ever since I got to know you're going to be parents!

Khushi - What name did you decide?

Anjali - That you'll get to know after her birth only. I'll hold her in my arms and then reveal the name.

She dreamily caressed Khushi's outgrown tummy while the latter smiled thinking about the time she'll finally have her baby in her hands.

* * *

Thirty Weeks

Anjali frowned in sleep hearing some noises and opened her eyes to realize someone's knocking at her door. She switched on the table lamp and looked up at the clock that showed it to be 2 in the night.

She got up and opened the door to see her brother and his highly pregnant wife standing there, arguing over something. She stepped ahead and held Khushi assuring her support.

Anjali - Chote, what happened? Why are you fighting with my Bhabhi? That too at 2 in the night! Did you forget she's pregnant?

Khushi - That too with his daughter! His first child, the heiress of AR empires!

He narrowed his eyes at her drama. But thinking about her state, he relaxed. With her due date nearing with each passing day, her hormones have been testing him.

Arnav - Ok you both. Di, you know what she's demanding from me at this time of hour?

Khushi - Just Ice cream Di!

Anjali - That's it? You both, go in. I'll get ice cream. There's enough in the freezer.

Anjali was to go down when Arnav stopped her.

Arnav - No Di, she wants to have soft serve only. At this hour!

Khushi - You can't even do this less for your unborn daughter? She wants it, not me!

Arnav - Khush, baby I will have to drive into the city. It'll take at least one and a half hour. Or more.

She looked at Anjali making a sad face.

Anjali - Chote, this is not done. Go right now and get whatever Khushiji is asking for.

Arnav - But Di-...ok Fine. I'll go.

He gave in knowing it's useless to argue with both the ladies. One is pregnant and the other is an emotional fool.

As she watched him go, Khushi giggled and immediately hugged Anjali.

Khushi - Thank you Di.

* * *

Thirty Seven Weeks

"Yes, still no baby!"

Khushi exclaimed in frustration as she she leaned back closing her eyes and enjoying the sunlight.

Arnav quietly drank his coffee while he worked on his laptop sitting on the terrace with the ladies.

Anjali - Nani, Khushiji was supposed to have the baby a week ago already. So she's not at her best at the moment.

Nani - That's ok bitiya. It happens. You can do few things to induce labour.

Not wanting to be rude, she opened her eyes now and looked at Nani with a smile.

Khushi - Ji Nani. The doctor advised few things. I shall eat spicy, drink herbal tea, go on a walk.

Anjali - And she did all of that. Since morning she's been drinking herbal tea and eating spicy. She went on walk a too. Didn't work yet.

Arnav and Khushi exchanged a look. There was also something else the doctor advised them to do but they didn't tell Anjali for obvious reasons.

Khushi - Um' Naniji, I'm feeling a bit exhausted. I'll go and rest. You talk to Di, I'll call you later.

She got up supporting herself with Anjali and eyed Arnav to follow her.

Arnav - Di, I'll bring her to the room.

Anjali nodded smiling at her brother as he went behind Khushi.

In their bedroom...

Khushi - Take off your clothes and come here. Fast!

He locked the door and grinned at her who invited him eagerly to the bed. Never has she shown this much haste.

Arnav - Relax. I know the doctor said Sex is the most effective method to induce labor but don't be disappointed if it doesn't work in your case.

He walked up to her casually while unbuttoning his shirt. She stood up on her knees and pulled him closer.

Khushi - Shut up Laad Governor. It's all your fault. You got it inside me, now help me get the baby out ASAP.

She pushed him onto the bed and climbed on him before attacking his lips with hers. But as her belly was coming into the way, she got off and laid beside pulling him on her. Arnav still needed a bit to register his innocent Khushi going all tigress on him. He needed a hit from her to respond to her finally.

* * *

"She's almost there. Push a bit more."

"Ya Khushi, just push."

The doctor nodded at her trying to cheer her up. She glared Arnav with a look he's never received before from her.

Khushi - YOUUUU. JUST SHUT UP. IT'S ALL BECAUSE OF YOU.

She pushed while at the same time screaming at him. He least minded and was tolerating it ever since her water broke.

Doctor - Mrs. Raizada, just one final strong push!

Khushi - I HATE YOU LAAD GOVERNOR.

While Khushi pushed and yelled in pain, Arnav suppressed his own scream. He'd been beside her all the time and she'd been using her hand as pressing ball. He had no idea she was so strong enough to crush the bone of his hand.

But he was fully aware of the fact that what she was going through was thousand times worse. After having her mother go through ten hours of painful labor the baby finally made an effort of coming out.

Khushi fell back heaving heavily as a baby cry finally echoed into the room. She recognized the blurred image of the doctor passing a newborn to Arnav before sleep took over and her eyes closed on their own.

Arnav's heart skipped a beat as he looked at Khushi closing her eyes. He panicked thinking the worst.

Arnav - Khushi!

Doctor - Don't worry Mr. Raizada. She's fine, just exhausted. Let her sleep for a while.

He let out a sigh of relief hearing that and nodded. Dedicating his eyes to the little angel he held in his arms, he felt overwhelmed with happiness. Their baby was finally born.

After a while...

Khushi woke up to find herself in another room of the hospital. She looked around for her baby but a chuckle escaped her mouth as she registered all those balloons and teddies there in the room. And then she noticed the whole Raizada clan standing around Nani who was holding a baby in her hands. Her baby.

Khushi - Naniji.

Everyone looked up including Arnav who was sitting beside her only but having his eyes on his offspring.

She got up to sit with his help and everyone immediately congratulated her.

Anjali - Arrey, first let Khushji hold her baby in her hands.

A glow appeared on her face as Nani placed her baby in her arms. She had held babies before including Payal's son but this was completely another sensation to hold the being in your hands who you just gave birth to. She caressed her soft cheeks and took her sweet time to admire her baby's features.

Anjali - She's so beautiful. She looks just like a carbon copy of Chote.

Payal - No Di. I think she's looking exactly like her mother.

Mami - Excuj me. Have you forgotten me? She's beautiful just like me, her Dadi.

Everyone in the room laughed at that. Khushi placed a light kiss on her daughter's forehead and held her close to her chest while the family admired the new member of their family. A nurse disturbed the moment.

Nurse - Mr. & Mrs. Raizada?

Everyone looked up as she looked at the freshly baked parents. Arnav got up and walked to her.

Nurse - We need to know the name of the baby for the birth certificate.

Everyone turned their eyes towards the Anjali, the baby's Bua. She looked at her niece once before smiling at the nurse.

Anjali - Arshi Singh Raizada. A. R. S. H. I.

She spelled it for the nurse to write it down on her notepad correctly. The nurse left after that and Khushi enthusiastically looked up at Anjali.

Khushi - It's beautiful Di. The name, I like it.

Anjali - You know why I named her Arshi?

Khushi nodded in denial frowning while Arnav stared her with curiosity now.

Anjali - Because it has the Ar of Arnav and shi from Khushi. Arshi! And that's not the only reason. Arshi has many positive meanings which vary from heavenly to Queen. And one of the meanings in Goddess Durga. And just like her, Arshi shall be strong, courageous and powerful.

Anjali caressed the soft little head of her while Arnav and Khushi exchanged a look of satisfaction.

The family then only realized the couple's need of privacy. They excused themselves and went out of the room leaving the couple with their newborn alone.

Khushi - When did everyone come to London?

Arnav took place beside Khushi on bed and frowned at her in confusion.

Arnav - Just a while ago. They couldn't wait to see her, so as soon Di informed them that you went in labor, they took the next flight to London.

She smiled and stared at Arshi, her daughter. It all felt so unreal. Just a while ago she was still in her womb. That reminded her of something.

Khushi - I'm sorry.

Arnav - What for?

Khushi - I yelled so much at you before. And blamed you for my pain. I'm sorry.

She lowered her lashes not being able to see him into the eyes.

Arnav - You were going through pain that I can't even imagine. So it's ok. It was all for our baby.

He kissed her temple in understanding. She closed her eyes and kept her head on his shoulder.

Khushi - The pain was so unbearable. I don't think I can go through it once again.

She bit her lips looking up at him. He chuckled at her innocent look.

Arnav - I also think one child is enough. I don't want to go through it once again. Being yelled at and blamed for in front of everybody. Not to forget the pregnancy period. I was almost at the verge of becoming mad.

Her jaw dropped in disbelief and she smacked his arm lightly.

Khushi - Hawww. Laad Governor!

He just smiled and pulled her into a kiss. A kiss promising trust and togetherness forever.

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So this SS has come to an end finally. I hope you liked the ending. It wasn't that good but I really tried to do justice to the story.

And one more thing, I will be starting another fiction based on  the famous terrace scene in IPKKND. The trailer is posted. So if interested, do peep in :)

Link: https://www.wattpad.com/524917644-ek-dil-ek-jaan-ipkknd-au-trailer