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Author Kim's POV -
The whole Indraprastha kingdom was echoing by the Scream of their samragni. Yes, the queen of Indraprastha, Agnija Draupadi went on labor. But with whose child?
Its was GandivDhari Arjuna and His krishnaa's Baby...
Their baby..
Their?
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Timeskip :-
The scream of Draupadi stopped as the sound of the healthy baby's cry was heard. Yes, he, the youngest rajkumar of Indraprastha, the ladla child of Draupadi was born.
Outside the labor room, Yudhisthir, Bheem, Nakul, and Sahadev anxiously awaited news of the newest member of their family. Their hearts swelled with excitement and nervous energy, their bond as brothers only strengthening with each passing moment.
Suddenly, the sound of a healthy baby's cry pierced through the tension, signaling the arrival of the youngest rajkumar of Indraprastha. With bated breath, the Pandavas watched as Kunti, their mother, emerged from the labor room, cradling the newborn in her arms, a radiant smile adorning her face.
"Mata," Yudhisthir exclaimed, receiving the child with tender care, "see how cute he is na?"
Kunti nodded proudly. "Yes, Putra. He is indeed a handsome lad, just like his father, and calm like Kalyani."
Nakul chimed in, unable to contain his excitement. "Yes, this time I also agree, Bharata. He is as handsome as his Pitashree Nakul."
But Bheem, always the playful one, couldn't resist teasing. "Oh, shut up, Nakul! Don't start your nonsense again."
Laughter erupted among the brothers, but soon after time they stopped. As the jovial atmosphere settled, Bheem cradled the newborn in his arms, marveling at the tiny bundle of joy. "My little baby warrior," he exclaimed proudly.
Sahadev and Nakul, eager to hold their new nephew, pleaded with Bheem, but he gently refused, citing their young age as the reason.
Indignant, Nakul protested, "We're not kids, Bhrata! This idiot may be, but I am not!"
Sahadev joined in, pointing accusingly at Nakul. "What! Me? I am not the idiot, you are!"
Their banter continued, much to the amusement of the others, until Yudhisthir intervened, urging them to stop.
Turning to Draupadi, Yudhisthir inquired, "Mata, how is Kalyani?"
Kunti replied brimming with joy, reassured him, "Putri is fine, Yudhishthir."
" Can we meet her now ma? " Nakul asked, thinking of his wife, whom he called by the name- Malini.
" Yeah you can. But be silent there. She must be tried and sleeping right now. Don't you guys dare to wake her up" kunti said in a fake daring and warning voice and left the place, to make some arrangements for the rituals of arriving a newborn in house.
With Kunti's permission, the Pandavas entered the labor room to greet Draupadi and their newborn son. They beheld Draupadi, their sleeping beauty, and kissed her forehead lovingly, their hearts overflowing with love and gratitude.
As the baby stirred, Draupadi woke from her slumber, greeted by the sight of her beloved husbands.
Bheem was the first one to react. He said lovingly " how are you panchali? Are you alright? You need anything?"
In response draupadi nodded her head in a no.
"Arya," she said softly, "did you see the child?"
Pandavas looked at eachother and then smiled at draupadi.
" How is he? " Was the first word, that was slipped from her mouths about her youngest son.
Nakul couldn't resist another playful remark. "Yes, Malini, we did. And I must say, he is handsome like his father, Nakul aka me!."
Sahadev, who was annoyed by his twin's boosting about his handsome, said " don't start with your rantings again Nakul! "
Draupadi smiled and rest of the brothers laughed whole heartedly. The room filled with laughter once again. All Pandavas smiled looking at their shared but precious love...
Nakul, still not feeling embarassed but pretty confident about his handsomeness said " ah! Malini! Bhrata! Dev! Shut up you guys. " He letter continued, planing to change the topic " only if Bharata Arjun was here, he would be the most happiest now. Uff! Bharata is so unlucky. He missed such a beautiful moment. Why he is still not back now? "
But Nakul's mention of Arjuna's absence cast a shadow over the joyous occasion. Draupadi's smile faltered momentarily, a pang of sadness tugging at her heart as she longed for her so called- beloved Arjuna's return...
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