(after around two months of their lovely family life)
As the soft light of the evening settled in their room, Maya sat quietly on the edge of the bed, her heart fluttering with both joy and nervousness. Karna, whom she lovingly called Arye, entered the room, his presence always bringing her comfort.
He noticed her thoughtful expression and gently approached, sitting beside her. "Maya, what's on your mind?" he asked, his voice tender and concerned.
Maya turned to him with a shy smile, her eyes glinting with excitement. "Arye, there's something important I need to tell you."
Karna looked at her with a mixture of curiosity and affection. "What is it, my love?"
Maya took a deep breath, her smile growing wider. "We're going to have a baby."
For a moment, Karna's eyes widened in surprise. Then, a radiant smile spread across his face, his joy uncontainable. He reached out and gently took her hand, his voice filled with wonder and happiness. "Is this true? We're going to be parents?"
Maya nodded, her eyes sparkling with tears of joy. "Yes, Arye. It's true."
Karna's face lit up as he pulled her into a heartfelt embrace, lifting her off the bed in sheer delight. "This is wonderful news!" he exclaimed, his voice warm and full of love. "I'm so thrilled! We're going to have a family."
Maya laughed softly, feeling overwhelmed by his happiness. "I knew you'd be overjoyed."
He held her close, his hands gently resting on her back. "I promise, Maya, I'll be there for you and our child every step of the way. We're going to make a wonderful family together."
Maya nestled against him, feeling the warmth of his love. "I know, Arye. I'm so happy to share this journey with you."
In that tender moment, they sat together, savoring the joy of their new chapter. The room was filled with their shared laughter and dreams, as they looked forward to the future they would build together.
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Maya In Mahabharat :A New End To The Old Tale
Historical Fiction"When the dust of war settles, a new beginning unfolds and not every war is external,not every war is fought with bows, arrows,swords etc.for land....some tough ones are fought with your own heart for your happiness and Inner Piece" When Maya, a bri...
