A cab stopped by the society, the door opened, only for dushyant to step out, paying his fare, as the driver drove away. A bag hung around his shoulder, as he tightly held onto the strap, sighing deeply, as he looked at his childhood home, the place he grew up, only the balcony of his little sisters' visible, but nothing had changed, and it all felt like he was back in time again.
He walked to the guard room, stating the flat number he was going inside, when the guard happily stood up, upon seeing him.
"Arre bhaiya aap?" he asked, smiling, as dushyant flashed one too cordially.
"Bahadhur ji, aap toh bilkul nahi badle!" exclaimed dushyant, as bahadhur chuckled.
"Ab, bhaiya, aap bhi..." he attempted to respond, blushing.
"Arre, aap aa jaiyega na upar shaam ko, mithaiyan le jaana, bachon ke liye..." stated dushyant, as the guard just nodded, and dushyant walked away.
***
Purvi, pregnant by 8 months now, had ladies surrounding her, singing, having fun, just celebrating. Suddenly, when the doorbell rang, ishita got up to see.
Ishita opened the door, only to find dushyant, flashing his loving smile to her, unable to express the joy they both felt upon seeing each other, ishita just jumped to give him a tight hug, as he too just held onto her tightly, before they both separated.
"Itni jaldi aa gaye tum, do mahine ka kaehkar gaye the..." stated ishita, as both of her hands were still on his chest, and his arms now around her waist.
"Haan, but i winded up quickly, purvi ki godh bharai kaise miss kar sakta tha..." responded dushyant, as ishita just nodded.
"You didn't miss a lot, we are just trying to keep your chachi and mami dance at separate places, so that they don't kill each other..." remarked ishita, as dushyant just let out a light chuckle.
"I missed u..." stated dushyant.
"Coffee machine nahi mili hotel mein?" questioned ishita, as dushyant just shook his head in no, placing it on her shoulder.
"Apna omelet bhi nahi bana paate hoge, phir?" followed ishita with another question, as dushyant now looked at her, his hands on both of her cheeks.
"Bas, yahi toh miss karta tha main...your utter bluntness, to anything romantic i say..." remarked sarcastically dushyant, as ishita just scoffed, and pulled him inside, shutting the door close.
***
'Oh gidha pao kudiyon...ooh gidha pao kudiyon...' the ladies sung together, as purvi was bordering close to exhaustion, was so happy to see dushyant, as she gave him a smile, which he reciprocated.
Suddenly, he felt a hand tap on his torso, and found it to be neelu's.
"Purvi ab zaroorat se zyada bored nahi lag rahi hai?" she asked, as dushyant nodded, and he signaled kavin of the same, who was already dozing off, when he noticed dushyant.
He signaled purvi, that this was the time, as she started to scream in pain, so exaggeratedly fake...
"Purvi, tum thik ho? Zyada dard ho raha hai? Hum doctor ke paas chalte hain..." instructed kavin, not letting her even say a single word before he left.
"Oh...main bhi chalti hoon.." stated neelu, moving her wheelchair out, as ishyant were the only ones left to follow.
"Humein bhi chalna chahiye.." said dushyant and ishita at once to each other, as they left too.
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