"Hey, baby?" I smile cheekily, grabbing Shreyan's attention and the girl beside him.
He facepalms and looks at me, "Avyuktha?"
"You look handsome, boyfriend." I wink at him and look at the girl beside him. "I'm sorry to say this. He's taken. We hav...
Took long to release it but definitely found a right moment to release. We are 1k family now. It's so nice to have all your support, especially, the supporters I had when I started my first story. I thank them from bottom of my heart for trusting me when I am just a beginner. And a special thank you to the followers to made me reach 1k.
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“I told you to iron my saree, Annu,” Yuktha screams, as I struggle to find the shirt I selected for the day.
I sigh. “We were late at night. Don't blame me for everything,” I sneer at her, hurrying up.
“What the hell did I do?” she asks, leaving the towel on the bed ready to pick up an argument, “Did I propose yesterday night’s plan?”
“You didn't oppose either,” I snap, irritated early in the morning, “We agreed and we did it. You weren't ready to leave. You enjoyed it a lot. Now, please just stop blaming only me.”
“You are the only one to blame,” she yells at me and slumps on the bed tired, “I told you to not plan this night but Sir is so desperate. Idiot.”
I look at her tired form and sit on the floor with her swollen feet on my lap, “I am sorry,” I whisper, kissing her toes while massaging them. She moaned as the relief washes over her. “I didn't know that you would get tired.”
She manages to smile at me as her get disappears at my touch and her fingers ruffle my hair, “I am sorry too,“ she mumbles with a pout, “I know you needed this break from your busy schedule.”
I smile at the way she understands me so well. She tries to find good in my every fault making me fall for her more and more and never wanting to come back.
“Daddy,” we hear our little princess who is walking toward us stumbling on her cute and tiny feet. She is two years old and learned to speak a few words in which daddy is her favourite. “Cheepy.”
She meant sleepy. I chuckle and grab her in my arms snuggling my face in her stomach causing a series of laughter to erupt from her lips. “Daddy, no. No, Daddy. Pleazzzee.”
Avyuktha giggles looking at us and even after two years of our marriage, I can feel the shot of the cupid in my heart. She has become more beautiful and more understanding than ever making me feel lucky every second.
“Nakshu,” Avyuktha calls softly, extending her arms. “Come here, baby. You sleepy?”
Nakshatra nods getting on the bed consciously of her mother’s huge baby bump. Yes, Avyuktha is 9 months heavily pregnant and it's a boy. That's what Mom said. We weren't planning on it since Nakshatra has become our world and our time was dedicated only to her but as if we are destined, a crazy night brought our little prince into our lives.
