Whispers of Romance

"Heartfelt Surprise"

Viyansh's POV,

As we drove back home, the night was serene and quiet, the only sound being the soft hum of the car engine. My beautiful wife, Vaidehi, was so exhausted from the day's events that she fell asleep within seconds of sitting in the car. I glanced over at her, her peaceful face illuminated by the gentle glow of the dashboard lights. Admiring her, I felt a wave of overwhelming gratitude and love. The effort she had put into making our date special tonight truly touched my heart. Every detail, every gesture, had been planned with such care and love that I couldn't help but feel emotional. The memory of her arranging everything so meticulously overwhelms me, and I find myself tearing up just thinking about it. This cute little wife of mine always finds ways to make me feel cherished and special. Whether it's organizing a small, intimate date on our balcony, baking or cooking my favorite dishes, or pampering me with cuddles, she always knows how to bring joy into my life. Sometimes, she surprises me with spontaneous outings, and other times, she simply plays the guitar and sings for me, which is my absolute favorite.

Her voice is such a bliss to hear; she's my nightingale. As I drive, I think about the precious moments we've shared today, moments we'll cherish forever. The words she told me earlier didn’t shock me because I already know the depth of her love. She's always shown it through her actions and words. But hearing her feelings spoken aloud did something to my heart. I wondered, can I fall even more for this woman? Because there's no way I can breathe for a second without her. The way she included our little jaan in our celebration tonight was so thoughtful of her. It reminded me that from now on, our little jaan will be part of every celebration we have. Her love is so encompassing, so pure, that it touches every aspect of our lives. Her love and consideration for our growing family make me feel incredibly blessed, and I know that with her by my side, every moment will be filled with love and happiness.

She did so much today, and now she's sleeping peacefully beside me. I can see the tiredness on her face, evidence of how much effort she put into making our day special. Even in her sleep, her love and concern are evident—her hands are gently placed on her stomach beneath the seatbelt, a gesture to protect our baby. It's a bit childish, but it's a beautiful reflection of her love and care for our little one. I can't help but smile at her tenderness, feeling a renewed sense of devotion to pamper my bachcha from now on. That's why I worked hard to complete all my ongoing projects as quickly as possible. I made sure Viraj and Virat could handle the rest, freeing me up to spend most of my time with my Jaan and our little Jaan. I want to be present with her, to support her and share in every moment, big or small. As I drive us home, I feel a deep sense of purpose and joy. I’m determined to be there for her, to pamper and protect her, just as she has done for me in so many ways. Her love, her efforts, and her care have always been unwavering, and I want to ensure she feels just as cherished and supported.

Vaidehi: "Ansh, pass aaiye na mujhe thand lag rahi hai."
(Ansh, come closer. I'm feeling cold.)

I chuckled at the cuteness of my sleepyhead, thinking she’s sleeping on our bed. When I had to apply the brakes, I took my blazer from the backseat and gently covered her with it, then adjusted the AC temperature to her preference since she catches cold easily. As I started driving again, my thoughts wandered to my constant worry about her low immunity. She catches colds and fevers so easily, but it's okay because I'm always there to take care of my bachcha. Still, I hope our baby’s immunity is stronger than hers. Today, she told me how much she appreciates that I bear all her childish behavior and clumsiness. "Ab inhe kaun bataye ki inki naadaniya hi toh hai jo mujhe sabse zyada pasand hai". (But what she doesn’t realize is that it’s exactly these little quirks—her naadaniya—that I love the most about her.)

Soon, we reached home. It was quite late, around 1:12 AM. As I drove the car through the gate of the mansion, Jaan stirred a bit and fluttered her eyes open.