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Aaira was Sitting in Living room as she was explaining Mishthi about her diet and medicine while Rohan was feeding Mishthi Pudding.
Mishthi listened intently, nodding along as Aaira spoke.
“Okay got it, So no spicy food or caffeine for me.”
Rohan, sitting beside her, chimed in.
“And loads of rest. You need to take it easy now.”
Mishthi rolled her eyes playfully, a smile tugging at the corners of her lips.
“Rest, Rest, Rest... I got it, but I’m pregnant, not an invalid, you know.”
Aaira chuckled, her eyes filled with affection.
“Oh, we know. You're carrying a literal miracle inside you. We just want you and the baby to be safe and healthy, that’s all.”
Rohan nodded, placing a gentle hand on her belly.
“Exactly. We have to take care of two people now. And trust me, we want you to be as comfortable as possible.”
Mishthi’s expression softened as she looked at the two. She knew they were just worried about baby.
Aaira spoke
“I should go and Prepare For dinner anything special you want to eat Mishthi???”
Mishthi thought for a moment before her face lit up. “How about some Kadhi Chawal?”
Rohan chuckled at her request “You and your Kadhi Chawal.”
Mishthi shrugged, a mischievous smile on her face.
“Hey, it’s a pregnancy craving. Gotta satisfy it while I can, right?”
Aaira chuckled, shaking her head in amusement.
“Alright then, I'll make some Kadhi Chawal for you. Anything you want, Rohan?”
Rohan shook his head, a smile on his face. “Just usual dinner some simple dal and roti, and make sure to add some extra ghee. I need extra strength to take care of this one.”
He pointed at Mishthi, a playful gleam in his eyes.
Mishthi pretended to look offended, but there was a twinkle of laughter in her eyes.
“Hey, I’m not a high maintenance wife you know. I can take care of myself.”
Aaira chuckled, getting up from the couch.
“Oh, I know you can. But just let us pamper you a bit, alright?”
Mishthi pouted playfully but didn’t protest further.
“Okay, fine...but Can't I help you even a little in kitchen I mean how you are supposed to do it all alone.”
Aaira shook her head firmly, her tone soft but leaving no room for argument.
