"I hate you Arnav."

This was not what he was expecting to hear when he got a call from his lovely wife. In fact he thought it's one of his babies' missing Daddy but that clearly wasn't the case.

Arnav - So, you called to tell me that?

Khushi - Yes. Why did you have to tell twins that they would have been born earlier, if it wasn't for Aman's calls.

Arnav - Isn't it true? Don't you remember Diwali-

He could hear the gasp on the other side of the call. It was nothing for him to tease her but he just loved her same reactions at each of his teasing.

Khushi - Oh shut up Arnav. Teasing me is ok but joking around with kids, not ok. They're telling everyone at home that Aman is bad and at fault that they didn't come into the world before already.

Arnav - And everyone can understand our two years olds?

Khushi - I saw the blushes on their faces. Now I can't show my face to anyone for the rest of the day.

He smiled having her face right in front of her, how she'd be making a face at him for having her go through this.

Arnav - Did you talk to my daughters?

Khushi - First of all, they're mine too. Stop referring to them as your daughters only and excluding me. And secondly, what do you think? Of course I talked to them but that only worsened everything. Tell children not to do something, they'll do that specifically.

Arnav - Take them out for ice cream. They'll forget everything.

Of course. His answer to everything is taking them for ice cream. But why can't he understand they should be cautious about giving them too much sweet. He's a diabetic after all. But this is a fear she'd never voice out because she believes speaking it out may have it turn true. Although thinking about it is unavoidable.

Khushi - No. You always put me in trouble and embarrass me in front of the family. You and your daughters.

Arnav - There you said it, my daughters!

He smirked having gotten her there while she just nodded in denial and hung up. He chuckled. Seems he is needed at home more currently.

* * *

"No Aarushi. Stop it. Won't listen to your Mumma?"

Khushi put her twins on the bed to change their diapers and clothes but they had other plans. She struggled to catch both of them as they jumped on the bed hitting each other with their teddies. As much she felt blessed to have gotten two at once, sometimes it felt like a punishment. It takes double efforts in everything. While you catch one, the other escapes. While you stop one from breaking something, the other is already at creating more mess. And worst is making them sleep or eat. She can't handle them all alone. Thankfully Di and Jiji are there when Arnavji is out for work.

Arnav - Am back. Missed my babies so much.

Arshi, Aarushi - Dad-ddyyyy

After getting off the bed with little efforts, both the twins run to their father to be carried and pampered by him.

Arnav - I missed you both so much. I hope you missed me too.

Arshi - We missh Daddy.

Aarushi - Mumma thold (scold). No eith theem (ice cream).

Khushi - Of course. Complain about your bad mother always. *look at Arnav* What is in this bag?

Arnav - Some things for my daughters.

He kept both on the recliner and gave them their new toys he purchased on the way. They both immediately gasped in excitement clapping within giggles. Khushi flared her nose keeping her hands on her hips.

Khushi - No. I had prohibited you from getting anymore toys for them. They already have more than enough. There's not even space for new toys anymore. Store room is full with them. But you never listen to me. Always keep spoiling your Raizada Princesses.

Arnav - Khushi, stop acting so strict. Keep cool for once and let my children be happy.

Khushi - What do you mean let your children be happy? You think I am their enemy and don't want them to be happy?

Arnav - No Khushi, I didn't-

Khushi - Here. Take these diapers and change them. I don't care. They are your daughters na, so take care of your daughters alone.

She pushed the two pampers into his hands and stormed out in rage. Arnav looked at the two innocent angels trying to open the toy packagings and smiled at their faces. He never minds doing anything for his princesses.

Arnav - So my sweethearts, we'll wash you both, change your diapers and then take a nap. Got it?

They look at him and each other, then jump off the recliner and run towards the side table. Taking Khushi's phone, they tap on the screen randomly.

Aarushi - Wi caa (we call) Aman thone badh (phone bad)

Arshi - Wi ully (early)

Arnav chuckled at his little ones as they run around the room repeating that. Seems like they already forgot half. Ok, then time to get to work.

* * *

Khushi opened the door to have her eyes widen. Their room looked as if a tornado just created havoc here. Chips, chocolates, clothes, toys, flowers, pillows and a lot of packagings lay there in the floor and bed. She should have known. He can't just handle them. He's too much of a sweet Daddy for them, never even denies them for anything. He's seriously spoiling them too much.

She entered the room picking up their toys to clean the room but stopped for a minute to take in the image of her twins sleeping ever so peacefully on the bed with their father sandwiched between them. Khushi couldn't help but smile at the scene. Even though the room was all messed up, these two were clean, in diapers and sleeping.

Taking a step towards the bed, she covered both with their little blankets and released his hair from Aarushi's fist.

Arnav - Don't move them. They'll wake up.

He opened his eyes and whispered to her looking at them. She smiled nodding in denial.

Khushi - They're in deep slumber now. You can get up.

She helped him get out of Arshi's hold and carefully kissed both of their heads. They just look too innocent when sleeping, not at all like Laad Governor's kids.

Arnav - I'm sorry.

She turned to look at her husband standing beside her now. Giving him a confused look, she started tidying up the room.

Arnav - For this mess. I'm clearly not that good at all this.

Khushi - That's ok. They've done worse. At least they didn't get hurt. Last week they broke vases. Thankfully Hari Prakashji saw them on time.

She opened the cupboard and kept all the clean clothes inside while he helped her folding them. He looked at his sweeties once again with a smile.

Arnav - You know what, they will have forgotten the Aman thing once they wake up.

Khushi - I hope so...but what were you thinking? Dreaming much ha?

Arnav - Dreaming? I told them only what's true. If Aman hadn't called that night on Diwali, my babies would have been born earlier.

She narrowed her eyes at him as she crossed her arms on her chest.

Khushi - Babies!? You think if Amanji wouldn't have called, you would have gotten me pregnant!?

Arnav - For certain. You have any idea how attracted I was to you?

She blushed closing the cupboard and turned to pick up their toys.

Khushi - Stop feeding anything into my babies' innocent brain. And certainly not such things.

Arnav - What things?

He smirked pulling her into his arms from behind. She gasped and struggled a bit but then let herself loose blushing.

Khushi - If only you would have left your ego aside that time.

Arnav - Had I know we'd make such cute babies, I would have taken you then and there.

Khushi - Aap bhi na! Leave me.

She pushed him lightly nodding in denial and got back to cleaning. Exchanging smiles of satisfaction, both cleaned up the room together while admiring their two sleeping bundles of joy.