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Episode 158 - All is Well!

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Mussoorie

Mathur Nivas

Naira is standing near an empty crib, her hand resting on her heavy belly. Her back is aching as the third trimester has taken a toll on her. She lets out a sigh of prolonged exhaustion, feeling tired and uncomfortable from carrying the weight of the baby.

Just then, Kartik walks in quietly from behind and gently wraps his arms around her frame. He back hugs her, his hands sliding beneath her belly and lifting her bump slightly to ease the pressure and make her feel better.

The moment he does this, Naira feels much lighter and at ease instantly as she lets out a soft breath of relief. Her eyes close as she tilts her head back onto his shoulder, a small smile of contentment playing on her lips.

Kartik: Does it feel better now?

Naira(eyes closed): Hmm...please do this more often...

Kartik smiles, seeing her relax and melt into his embrace. He leans in, his nose brushing lightly against her skin, sending a shiver down her spine. The warmth of his breath lingers as he presses a soft kiss to her neck. The tantalizing scent of his cologne that he wears to office everyday, fills her nostrils and makes her feel more drawn to him.

They sway gently together, lost in the stillness of the moment. Naira stays still, her eyes closed, fulfilled by his presence, his touch, his warmth that always made her feel special. Kartik holds her close, his hands still supporting her bump, making her feel safe. He watches her as she lets go of the tension, resting her head on his shoulder.

Kartik is jolted awake from his deep slumber by the sound of a ringtone cutting through the silence.

His eyes flutter open, heavy with sleep, as the morning sunlight streams through the curtains, making him squint. He groans softly, rubbing his eyes, and pushes himself up on the bed, his body feeling sluggish and damp with sweat.

As his vision clears, he notices the maid staring at him from a distance, with a look of apology.

The fan is off, and Kartik realizes why he's drenched in sweat. He tosses aside the heavy blanket that had enveloped him.

Maid: Sorry Sahab...mera phone bajne se aap uth gaye...

Kartik keeps looking at her cluelessly, dazed and disoriented. The remnants of his dream still clung to him, depriving him of his ability to reply anything.

With no reply from his side, the maid quietly gets back to sweeping the floor.

Kartik's eyes catch the sight of the time on the wall clock - 9 A.M. He sighs, running a hand through his disheveled hair, trying to get back to his senses.

Just then, Shorvari appears at the door, summoned by the commotion in the room and charges at the maid.

Shorvari(annoyed): Savita...maine tumhe mana kiya tha na iss kamre mein aane se...dekho, damaad ji ko utha diya tumne...araam se so rahe thay!

Savita(explaining): Main toh bass jhaadu kar rhi thi-

Shorvari: Haa haa...fir tumhara phone baj gaya...kaam kam, phone pe baatein zyada hoti hain tumhari...ab chhodo...iss kamre mein jitna jhaadu hona tha ho gaya, dusre kamre mein jao abhi...(turns to Kartik) damaad ji...aap bhi ab uth hi gaye hain toh jaldi se fresh ho jaiye...naashta taiyaar hai...