His To Love(Short Stories)

Epilogue

"Damn the great MMA fighter is now a Pani puri wala bhaiya, lol!" Shubman's coach taunted playfully as he entered the dining room. He was feeding Yn Pani puri as she was craving for it.

Yn, who was now three months pregnant, was about to get up from her chair when Shubman interrupted
"Where are you going? Sit. Let him talk. He always talk nonsense, don't listen to him. " Yn looked between hima nd coach.

The coach sat down next to Shubman, cleared his throat, and tried to maintain a serious expression. "So, Shubman, heard you're talking a break from MMA?".

Shubman nodded, his voice calm and firm. "Yes, bhaiya. Yn and I are expecting our first child, and I want to be there for her every step of the way."

The coach raised an eyebrows, a hint of surprise mingling with his playful smirk. "Well,well, fatherhood seems to have tamed the great fighter. Are you sure you won't miss the adrenaline in the ring?".

Shubman chuckled, his eyes sparkling with determination. " Bhaiya, being a fighter doesn't just mean stepping into the cage. It means being strong and dedicated in all aspects of life. This break is not a sign of weakness but opportunity for growth."

Yn could feel the pride swell within her as she listened to her husband speaking with such conviction. She knew how much that their growing family was his top priority now.

The coach signed, the teasing tone in his voice fading away. " Fine, Shubman. I respect your decision. Just don't forget to keep yourself fit during this break. You're going to need the strength when you return."

Shubman nodded appreciatively, understanding the coach's underlying message. " I won't let you down bhaiya. I'll be back stronger and ever."

"I am trusting on you."

"Yeah yeah, don't worry!"

Shubman made another puri and placed in on Yn's plate, smiling at her affectionately. Yn glanced at him and couldn't help but feel overwhelmed with love and happiness.
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"Shubman ji"

"Hmm"

"Enough, don't message my legs anymore, they are fine now." She whispered softly, earning a small nod from him. He carefully placed her legs on the bed before pulling the duvet over them.

Yn moved a little closer to him, while Shubman protectively placed his palm on her baby bump. He gently caressed it before pecking her forehead. " Shall we go to temple tomorrow?" She asked out of nowhere, making him look at her.

" We have a temple at home too-"

" Yes, but I want to go to lord shiva's temple, and I also want to get blessings from priests." She explained getting close to him. Shubman smiled softly before nodding his head " alright, as my wife wishes. We will go to temple tomorrow".

Yn beamed with joy, her eyes lighting up. " Thankyou, Shubman ji! It means alot to me." She hugged him tightly, feeling his warmth and love enveloping her.

Shubman held her close, cherishing the moment. " Anything for you, my love. Your happiness is my priority," h whispered, kissing her cheeks.

The next morning, they got ready and headed towards the temple. Yn wore simple traditional outfit, adoring herself with delicate jewellery. Shubman, in his usual stylish attire, held her hand guiding her through the bustling street.

As they reached the temple, Yn started to climb the stairs, as she was climbing her step stagger, she was about to fall but Shubman was fast to hold her, her heart was beating fast with fear.

Shubman quickly steadied her, his grip firm and reassuring. " Are you ok?" He asked with concern, his voice trembling.

Yn took a deep breath, trying to steady herself. " I am fine, just a little dizzy," she replied.

After praying to God, as they exited the temple, Yn turned to Shubman, her face radiant with contentment. " Thankyou, Shubman ji. Today was truly special. I feel blessed".

Shubman smiled  " but what do you want a baby boy or bay girl?" She asked out of curiosity Shubman chuckled, his eyes sparkling. " To be honest, Yn ji i want my baby to be happy and healthy. Whether it's a boy or girl doesn't matter."

Yn smiled feeling her heart swell with love for her husband. " You're right, Shubman ji". She rested her head on his shoulder," if a boy is born, we will name him arush, and if a baby girl is born we will name her Ruhi, isn't it good?"

Shubman nodded his head " as you say, my love."

"Hmm"

" I love you"

"Hmm, I know"

" Say it back"

"It back"

" Shubman ji"

"Okay okay! I love you so much! Meri maa!".

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