𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗞𝗨𝗥'𝗦 𝗨𝗡𝗪𝗔𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗗 𝗪𝗜𝗙𝗘

the happy moment

As Simran's pregnancy progressed, she began to experience mood swings. One moment she would be happy and relaxed, the next she would be irritable and upset over the smallest things. Veeraj noticed the change in her behavior and decided to take extra care of her.

Veeraj prepared her favorite snacks, he rubs his eyes and yawn it was morning 3 O'clock and she craves for kachori.

He enter in room with plate full kachori and tomato ketchup.

simran smile happily kissing his cheeks, and takes the plate from him, she takes a bite munching on it.

"mmm ji it's amazing, come here let me you give one more kiss".. Veeraj smile and sit near her, simran plant kisses on his lips, veeraj giggles at this.

He watches her eating he was happy and proud that he is completing her late night craving and needs.

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Simran angrily throw her all clothes on floor looking at veeraj, she was in verge of crying.

Simran was feeling irritable again, the pregnancy hormones playing havoc on her emotions. She snapped at Veeraj for no reason, her voice laced with frustration.

"I'm so tired of being pregnant," she exclaimed, flopping down on the couch. "I feel like a whale and nothing fits anymore!"

Veeraj approached her with a gentle smile and sat down beside her. "I know," he said soothingly. "But you're doing great, love. You're growing a whole new human being inside you."

Simran sighed and leaned her head on his shoulder. "Yes, but I feel so unlike myself. I can't control my emotions and I'm sick of feeling nauseous all the time."

Veeraj gently stroked her hair, his touch calming. "It's okay," he said. "You're going through a lot right now, and your body is working overtime to grow our baby. It's normal to feel emotional and sick. I'm here for you, and we'll get through this together."

Simran nods cuddling with him, veeraj pull her into his lap rubbing her five month belly.

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Mishti stood in front of the full-length mirror in room, taking a moment to appreciate how she looked in her maroon wedding lehenga. The color suit her skin tone perfectly, and the detailed embellishments on the fabric made her look like a true bride. Her make-up was done to perfection, emphasizing her beautiful features and giving her a radiant glow.

She smiled at her reflection, feeling excited and confident about her wedding day.

her mehendi was also dark red, just remembering her mehendi day she chuckles as she remember how saurab was seating with her all time during ceremony.

Room door open ikta and simran enter with smile looking at her.

"gudiya you're looking so beautiful". Simran says caressing her cheeks, mishti smile looking at them.

Shweta who enter with done face looking at trio.

"I send you both to bring her not to chitchat, pandit ji is calling her".. She said, vikram who enter room with ananya sighed.

"Bade maa pandit ji can wait but first look at mishti".. Vikram says, shweta look at her daughter in bridal lehenga.

shweta eyes soften she caress mishti cheeks kissing her forehead, her tears were slipping down.

"meri bachi".. She whisper, controlling her tears.

"okay okay ab no rona dona it's happy moment". Vikram said wiping shweta tears, he look at mishti with smile.