Previously On...
Armaan & Riddhima get married. Nikki delivers twins, a girl and a boy - Nibha and Abhin.
Chapter 131
"Listen… Tujhe kuch bhi chahiye, toh tu call kar lena, okay?" Riddhima told Nikki for probably the millionth time in the past hour.
"Haan, meri maa!" Nikki laughed. "Tu itni tension mat le. Main aur mere bachche tere bina 2-3 hafte nikaal lenge."
Riddhima pouted. "Main kaise nikaalungi?"
"You're so cute, Ridzy!" Nikki exclaimed, pulling Riddhima into a hug, squishing the babies between the two of them. "Tu apne honeymoon pe concentrate kar! And have fun with Armaan!!"
Riddhima blushed. "Yeah, yeah. Bas ab. Tang mat kar mujhe. Let me have some time with babies!" She smushed her face with Nibha's, cooing at the baby.
"Nikki, Riddhima!" Abhi called out softly, walking into the room. "Breakfast is ready."
Nikki passed Abhin to her husband before making her way to the dining table, Riddhima and Abhi following behind her, carrying a baby each.
"Moody, lao… I'll hold him. Tum naashta karlo," Armaan said, taking the boy into his arms. Abhi smiled thankfully, and dug into his breakfast.
"Riddhima, Armaan… Tum dono nahi khaoge?" Vani asked.
"Nahi Aunty," Riddhima replied. "Hum kha ke aaye hain."
"Teri aadat nahi badli na ab tak?" Vani asked Armaan rhetorically. Armaan looked at her confused. "Bina breakfast kiye ghar se na nikalne ki," Vani clarified.
Armaan laughed. "Ab itne saalon se aadat hai toh kaise badlegi?"
Vani shook her head fondly. "Tumhe pata hai, Riddhima… Yeh ladka kabhi bhi naashta kiye bina ghar se nahi nikalta tha. Jab main isse naashte pe invite karti thi na, tab bhi thoda toh ghar se kha ke hi aata tha."
Riddhima raised an eyebrow at him questioningly and he shrugged. Riddhima filed it away to ask him later, when they were alone. Maybe he wasn't comfortable talking about it with an audience.
"OH. MY. GOD!" Nikki moaned in appreciation at her first bite. "This is so good! Ridzy it tastes just like yours!"
"Of course it does!" Armaan exclaimed. "Maine Basket ki recipe se hi banaya hai!"
Nikki looked at Riddhima in betrayal. "HAWWWWW! Ridzy tune isse recipe de di? But mujhe nahi? Kabse maang rahi hoon main!"
"Husband privileges," Armaan answered cheekily, not giving Riddhima a chance to say anything.
"Shut up," Nikki muttered. "Maine tujhse poocha kya?"
"Well, he's right," Riddhima said apologetically. "Itne saalon tak maine usse kahaan di thi recipe. Actually… This is Smriti Maa's recipe, not mine. Jab main choti thi na, tabse mujhe bohot pasand thi. Toh when I was old enough to cook, Nani ne sikhayi mujhe. This is the first thing I ever cooked. You know… Even Di doesn't know how to make it just like this. It was always Mom and my thing. Isliye Nani ne Di ko bhi nahi batayi."
"Awwww," Nikki cooed. "That's so sweet, Ridzy." Riddhima smiled in response.
"Waise," Nikki started conversationally, as they all inhaled the food, "I know ki tum dono honeymoon pe jaa rahe ho and whatever, but maine jo list di hai usme se ek cheez bhi miss ho gayi toh main waapas Italy bhejungi tum dono ko laane ke liye!"
"Don't worry, Nik!" Riddhima assured her. "Hum kisi ki list se kuch nahi bhoolenge."
"Haan, aur kya," Armaan added sarcastically. "Hum shopping karne hi toh jaa rahe hain wahaan! Aur kaam hi kya hoga humein?"
आप पढ़ रहे हैं
I'll Love You Longer Than Forever
FanfictionDMG AU. What if Riddhima hadn't given into Shashank and refused to marry Sid in s2? This is what happens when Armaan comes back home and his Basket is still Riddhima Gupta and not Mrs. Riddhima Modi.
