Secret Love Story #wattys2017 (COMPLETED)

Surprise Visitors

Kajol-2007

As I'm burping Aryan there is a knock on the apartment door which makes me jump. Shah Rukh and I aren't expecting visitors today... Well not visitors who know the pin to the door downstairs to get in. Shah Rukh walks out of the bedroom in a pair of black chinos and a fitted long sleeve white top. He gestures for Aryan before taking him from my grasp continuing the burping process.
"Are you expecting someone?" I ask Shah Rukh suspiciously. He just laughs and shakes his head walking towards the sofa before sitting down.
"Nahin. Are you?" He retorts playfully and I furrow my eyebrows. My mum and sister are busy with my father who's in hospital, Rani is away filming and Aishwarya is still on her honeymoon. The only logical person it could be is Shah Rukh's sister because she's the only other person who knows the door codes.
"Nahin," I reply walking towards the door. I draw back the lock before twisting the handle opening the door. My whole face drops when I see who it is. My eyes widen, my mouth hangs open and my breathe gets caught in my throat.
"Babu?" I breathe hardly believing my eyes. I thought he was still in hospital? I thought I was a stranger to him?
"Beti," he pulls me into a hug as tears begin to escape my eyes. My mother holds her thumbs up behind me as I invite my parents into my apartment. Shah Rukh stands with Aryan in his armed having finished burping him. He smiles at my parents who smile back. I feel like I'm missing something between Babu and Shah Rukh. Since when were they on smiling terms? My father walks over to one of the armchairs slumping down into it followed by my mother who sits next to Shah Rukh cooing over Aryan. I just stay rooted to the spot watching the scene play out. I feel like an audience member at a film rather than a person living their own life.
"Maybe you should sit so we can explain a few things?" My father gestures to the armchair in front of him. I shuffle over never taking my eyes of my father worried that if I look away it'll all just be a dream. I collapse into the armchair glancing over at Shah Rukh who is just smiling conspiratorially.
"What things?" I can't help but be a little worried. I mean how has my father gone from hating my husband to sitting comfortably in the same room as him?
"I've spoken to Shah Rukh at length about my problems with him. A lot of them are non-existent and I do not want to persecute him because of his beliefs. I've realised that the reason I was so against your union was because I didn't want to lose one of my daughters. In the process of trying not to lose you I pushed you  away myself which I regret so much. I also pushed away my first grandchild in order to withhold a principle that didn't even make any sense. Shah Rukh is a good man and he has taken care of you very well which I'm proud of. Beti I bless this union," my father says his eyes welling with tears. I smile feeling my own eyes sting as I get off the sofa and give my father a hug. It takes a big man to admit he was wrong and that's exactly what my fathers just done.
"Thank you Babu," I mumble holding onto him tightly afraid to let go and lose him again.
"Maybe I could hold my grandson?" My father asks and I pull back smiling. I nod my head enthusiastically walking over to Shah Rukh and taking Aryan from his arms. I hold Aryan close to my chest before handing him to my father who's face lights up upon setting eyes on his grandsons complexion.
"Must get his good looks from our side," my father jokes and Shah Rukh chuckles, something I never thought would happen.

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"Good surprise nah?" Shah Rukh mumbles sliding under the covers as I snuggle up to his chest.
"Haan," I smile thinking back to lunch with my parents and husband. My father had fallen in love with Aryan refusing to put him down for most of the afternoon until he pooped and I had to clean him up. He said I was doing a good job as a mum and that Shah Rukh was becoming an excellent dad which is exactly what Shah Rukh needed to hear. I'm just still so shocked that my father all of a sudden came round to the idea of Shah Rukh and me being a couple and married and starting a family. It makes me happy knowing I have my whole family back and it's all thanks to Shah Rukh.
"You are the most special person in the world you know?" I mutter rubbing my hand over Shah Rukh's chest making him grin from ear to ear, "and I want to tell you how grateful I am that you talked my father round, it means a lot. I love you so much." I push myself off his chest before placing a delicate kiss on his lips.
"I love you too and whenever your upset it makes me upset so I wanted to put an end to your sadness," Shah Rukh smiles. I'm so lucky to have a husband like him. He always puts others first and I love that about him, even if sometimes I just want to throttle him because he should put himself first sometimes. I lie back down on resting my head against his chest hearing his heart beat steadily against his chest. I find my eyes growing heavy to the rhythm of his beat the smile never leaving my lips. I can't wait for us to officially become the Mukherjee-Khan family.