Ishq Wala Love❣️❤️

Epilogue 💞

*8 years later*

"Naman! Naman ruk jaa!"

(Naman wait!)

Anvi ran behind a 5 year old giggling Naman who was running from the milk his mother was trying to make him drink.

"Uff ye ladka! Jeena mushkil kr dia isne mera."

(God this boy! Made my life difficult.)

She huffed sitting on the sofa and put the glass of milk on the table.

Two years after their marriage she hadd found out about her pregnancy. Atharv was ecstatic.

When she gave birth and he held him for the first time Atharv looked at him and the only word that left his mouth was 'Naman'.

He looked so much like him. And truly he was so much like him. Same naughtiness, same laughter and the same love for his mother, i.e., Anvi.

When Naman saw his mother sitting on the sofa massaging her head he sneaked behind her and hugged her from behind.

"Mumma!"

He exclaimed happily and quickly gulped the milk to make her happy. She smiled at him and kissed him all over his face making him giggle with happiness.

"Mera bacha!"

(My baby!)

She said hugging him close to her chest. No matter how much a child troubles her. A mother will always love her child the same.

Anvi had taken a few days off from work because Naman wasn't feeling well since the last few days.

At first Atharv tried to handle him but when his health got worse he needed his mumma.

Atharv came home and a running Naman came and bumped into him.

"Papa!"

He exclaimed happily and hugged his legs making Atharv chuckle. This boy was so energetic.

Atharv picked him up and kissed his cheek.

"Ab tabiyat kaisi hai mere champion ki?"

(How is my champion's health now?)

He made a thumbs up just like his mumma does whenever she wants to indicate something perfect.

He chuckled and settled him down.

"Papa papa wrist fight!"

He jumped showing his hand and Atharv sat on the sofa and Naman sat in front of him.

Both of them took positions and looked at each other very seriously.

Naman started using all of his force and made faces because he wasn't able to move his hand at all.

Atharv looked at him amusedly and loosened his hand to let him win.

As soon as Atharv's hand touched the table Naman jumped up happily.

"Yay! Mai jeet gaya! I am a strong boy."

(I won!)

Atharv laughed and kissed his head. He ran to his mumma and told her that he won from his papa and she smiled caressing her head.

She got him a glass of water. He smiled and kissed her head and drank the water in one go.

"Aur laau?"

(Should I get more?)

He shook his head and said.

"Mai freshen up ho kr aata hu."