Ankita's POV :-

'Come on shona open your mouth .. this is the last bite and it will be over' I coed my son who is playing with his usual train toy.I smiled softly.

Aryan's flight for his meeting in Mumbai is scheduled for this evening. It'll only be for two days, but the thought of him being away already has me feeling a bit uneasy. He reassured me over and over that once he returns, he’ll speak to our parents about us, about everything, and that I shouldn’t stress myself.

Even though he’s confident they won’t get angry, I can't help but worry. I know Aryan will make sure everything falls into place but after all, I am still their eldest daughter-in-law, and Aryan loves me.

What will they think about us, specially about me?

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Ansh tapped my hands showing me ,

'Ma-ma nook nook' he says excitedly'

He pulled the string which is attached to the train and the train starts moving.

I smiled kissing his head.

' Woww good job shona' I clapped my hands to which he gives me a shy smile.

"Chalo now, let's go wash up, or those dirty bacteria will start growing on your cute little teeth," I teased, lifting him up and carrying him to the basin, his giggles echoing around the room.

Aryan's POV:-

I was packing my important files and documents I needed for the meeting.It’s only for two days, but already the thought of being away from Ankita and Ansh is making me feel restless. How could I have ever thought about moving away entirely? I shook my head.

I still couldn't believe what happened last night. How she confess that she feels the same way like me and our first kiss !!

The moment her lips touched mine, it was like time froze. I wasn’t expecting it, not after everything that had happened between us.

For a second, I stood there, stunned, trying to process that this was actually happening. Is she for real or I'm just day dreaming.

Her lips were soft, trembling slightly as if she was as nervous as I was. There was a hesitant gentleness in the way she kissed me at first, as though she wasn’t sure if I would kiss her back.But how could I not?

I love her and I can go to any extent for my woman.

I’m pulled back to the present when I feel a tiny tug on my leg. Looking down, I see my little jaan, trying to climb up, his small hands gripping my legs with all the strength he can muster. A soft chuckle escapes my lips as he slips down onto my feet, his determination not faltering as he immediately tries again, his eyes focused like he’s on a mission.

He’s totally become my little monkey, I think with amusement. We won’t need to go to the zoo anymore; I have my own little bundle of energy right here.

“Daddaaaa!” he calls out, his voice full of love and mischief.

“Haan, mera bacha,” I respond with the same affection, lifting him into my arms. His tiny fingers curl around my shirt as if he never wants to let go.

But then his bright eyes dull, and his little lips push into a pout that could melt anyone’s heart. He stares at me with that sad look, one I’ve come to know well. He’s noticed the suitcase by the bed, the signs that I’m leaving. His world may be small, but he understands more than anyone realizes.

“Arrey, what’s with this sadu sa face, hmm?” I ask, gently teasing him. I run my hand over his soft cheek, trying to chase away the worry from his innocent face. “I promise I’ll be back soon, jaan. Pakka.”

I carry him out to the balcony, where the cool breeze greets us. The fresh air seems to calm him as I settle him on my lap. Instinctively, he rests his head against my chest, and I can feel his little heart beating, his breaths slowing down in comfort. I smile, massaging his soft hair.

We sit there quietly for a moment, just us, letting the peaceful sounds of the world outside wash over us.

"By the way," I start, breaking the silence, "tell me, what gift do you want when I come back, hmm?"

At the mention of a gift, his face lights up like the morning sun. He lifts his head eagerly, eyes wide with excitement as if he’s just heard the best news in the world.

"TLAAIINNNN!!!" he shouts, bouncing on my lap, his little voice filled with joy.

I can’t help but laugh. Of course, it’s the train. For him, no gift is greater than a toy train. His love for them is endless, and it’s all he ever asks for.

“Okay, okay, train it is,” I say, grinning as I pull him close again. “I’ll bring you as many toy trains as you want, happy now?”

He nods vigorously, his face beaming with happiness, his earlier sadness long forgotten.

Author's POV:-

It was the time for leaving. Aryan was all ready with his luggage taking blessings from his parents.

Ankita was standing there holding Ansh in her arms.

'Give your best bacha'  Shekhar  patted his head gently.

'Come home soon. We will be waiting' Nivedita says as she feed him dahi shakkar in return.

Aryan nods his head, 'Yes maa'.

Later he took Ansh in his arms as he was asking for him to take him. Ankita went with him till his car.

Ankita was feeling sad. She tries to control her emotions but still saddness were written all over her face.

Aryan stares at her ,no one could better understand than him..

Seeing his gaze, Ankita ask chuckling, 'What?'

He shook his and without any warning he pulls her close by holding her waist.. placing his lips on her cheek.

Her eyes widens with his act,she pushes him hurriedly before anyone could have seen them.

'Aryan' she gasp looking here and there touching her cheek.

'Are you crazy ?? We are outside.' she scolded him ..her face is fully flushed with redness.

He smiles seeing her blushing.

'I'll miss you Ankita' he confess genuinely.

To which she smiles,

'Come soon,your Ankita and Ansh will be waiting for you'

He nods and with that he left from there waving bye to Ansh.

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