Thakur's Ardhangini | 18+ ✅

64| Blessing For Him

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"Babygirl, stop doing this. You have me, and there are so many servants. JUST SIT QUIETLY....LOVE!"

Balraj strode behind a six months pregnant Mandakini, who was rushing to find her two notorious sons.

Her gaze seemed tampered, and her breath was breaking with each passing step.

Her skin was turning pale gradually because the doctor had already informed her and Balraj that the pregnancy has complications.

"They are exactly like you, Raj. They never listen to me."

Mandakini yelped at Balraj, and he frowned, but didn't get angry. Her frustration was a result of her deteriorating health, and Balraj was understanding it completely.

Deep down, he was worried.... extremely worried for his babygirl, who was losing the lustre of her skin, her hair and her good mood day by day.

"Okay! They are like me, but please sit now."

Balraj implored, and she stopped walking. Balraj had even thought of aborting the baby being concerned about his wife's health, but even the abortion had complications so they kept the baby.

Balraj had left everything on his Mahadev now. He had surrendered all his desires and emotions to Him.

"Carry me to the room, and find your nasty sons."

She bellowed at her Raj. She used to get such mood swings, and Balraj was habitual of it now. He lifted her up in his arms in a bridal style, and began walking to their room.

"And I'm not your babygirl anymore. I am fucking 28 now."

She roared again, when Balraj made her sit on the bed. She could gradually realise that she had been yelling at Balraj for no reason till now. She sobbed silently, while her Raj gently brushed them off her cheeks.

He brought out strawberries from the bowl, and began feeding Mandakini with his own hands.

"No matter how old you get, my love, you were, you are and you will always be my babygirl."

He cooed her, and she smiled, hiding herself in his embrace, like she had always been doing. Caressing her head with love, Balraj continued

"Even when you lose your teeth, your hair, your complexion, the tightness of your skin.."

He brought out her face to peep into her bluish grey orbs. She was also drowning in his eyes.

"You will be my babygirl."

Mandakini's eyes turned teary, and she slammed her lips on Balraj's pink pairs.

"Raj, I love you!"

She mumbled, and continued kissing him - softly, passionately and deeply.

"Mumma, Papa!"

Balraj cleared his throat, and they broke the kiss in urgency. Their four-years-old sons had arrived into the room, making both of them turn pink in shyness.

Both of them cleared their throat simultaneously.

"Papa, you never do this to us."

Little Aarush grumbled, and Aarav ran to his mother. Mandakini took extreme care of her belly, and made him sit on her lap. He caressed his mother's lap lovingly.

"Yes, mumma. He kisses us on the cheeks, but never on the lips, like he does to you."

Mandakini and Balraj chuckled, listening to the rants of their younger son.