MY HEART CHOSE YOU ✅ (COMPLETED)

CHAPTER 50

Paakhi POV

"Will you stop staring at my stomach!" Aditi glare at me.

"What?! I'm just making sure that the baby is safe." I reply defensively.

"Why don't you do a thing, go inside my vagina and have a tour inside, this way you can check up on the baby." She replies.

"Oh my God!" I retort in horror.

Next to me, Sana and Maanya let out a loud snort.

Aditi smirk at me and I pout.

"I still can't believe you are pregnant." Sana voices out after her laughter resides.

"Me too, but what can I do? Now I have a bun in the oven." Aditi reply staring at her flat stomach.

"Is it just me or your sass has exacerbated?" I let out.

"Really? Does that mean my baby is Sassy as well? Aditi affirms in excitement.

I look at her stupefied. Is this topic something to be excited about?

"You should start taking lessons on what a kid should know or not!" I scold.

"Oh don't worry, my child has the best Masi, who is smart, philosophical and caring." She claims.

"Aww Aditi, I never knew you think so much of me," Maanya exclaims appreciatively.

"She is talking about me," I interfere.

Maanya look at me with a frown and reply, "what word among, smart, philosophical or caring describe you?" She asks defensively.

"Practically every, " I retort, suppressing a smile.

"Someone is so full of themselves." She mumbles with an eye twirl.

"Are you guys done?" Aditi exclaim from her position on the sofa, where she has been sitting for the whole day today.

"I have a very important thing to discuss." She announces unfolding her legs and sitting straight.

I look at her concern and wait for her to continue, "we need a new tv,"

I scowl at her for scaring me for a second.

"Oh yes, I agree," Maanya instantly agrees.

I scowl at them and reply,

"We don't have money, and to be honest now we have to save every penny to take care of the kid." I insist.

Aditi look sadly towards me, "your puppy eyes won't work." I exclaim and walk towards the kitchen.

"We can buy second-hand tv from my salary." She shouts from the living room. Her salary is practically nothing. But I can't say that.

"We have our mobile phones," I argue while assessing the contents in the fridge.

"It is not the same as tv, we can sit and watch together like a family," she urges walking towards me.

"I know but we can't add expenses like these," I replied making a mental note of going grocery shopping.

"Maanya, please request Paakhi..." She begs Maanya when it doesn't work with me.

While passing the living room to go to my room, I see them talking to each other.

I change into a pair of jeans and a casual top to go to the store.

"Paakhi, can we talk?" A few seconds later, I hear Sana knocking on my door.