Arnav was sitting beside sleeping Khushi, waiting for her to wake up. Because he knew she would wake up in a few minutes as she feels hungry in midnights. He saw the movements in her belly. He slowly touched it and felt ripples under his palm. He smiled feeling ecstatic.
Arnav(in gauzy sound): Didn't you sleep yet? Or did you wake up to eat something? (Arnav waited for a while keeping his palm on her belly) Did you wake up to talk to me?
He felt the movement this time. Arnav's eyes tear up instantly. He swallowed hard and kept his cheek on it. As he didn't feel anything, he kissed her belly and again he kept his cheek and sensed the movement again. It's not just a movement but his baby's kiss. He smiled closing his eyes.
Arnav: Do you know who I'm? I'm your father. I and your mother are waiting for your arrival. (pause) you are a good girl. You understand everything right? Listen BETA, Your mother is not as strong as both of us. She is so naïve. Being a good girl you should not trouble her. Come out of her without hurting her. She will not bear the pain beta. (he gulped) Do you understand what I'm saying? He felt the strong motion which made him kiss Khushi's belly again.
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Arnav saw Khushi waking up. What scares him is, he couldn't guess what she would like to eat. She gives a tough time to Arnav. If Arnav was ready with sweets then she would like to have snacks. If Arnav prepared something spicy then she asks sweets. Damn this MOOD SWING.
In the beginning, Arnav was suffocating to tackle her mood swing but nowadays he is handling her brilliantly as he become experienced. As expected, she is waking up.
Khushi: Arnav.... I'm hungry.
Arnav: Do you eat jalebi?
Khushi(keeping her hands on her chest): Don't say that again Arnav, thinking of jalebis itself makes me nausea.
Arnav rolled his eyes chuckling. Just yesterday she wanted to eat jalebis badly and she started preparing it in the middle of the night. But now its name itself gives her nausea.
Arnav: Fruits?
Khushi(nodded no): Hell no.
Arnav: Ok. Roti ?
Khushi: With? She asked excitedly.
Arnav: What do you want?
Khushi: Something spicy.
Arnav: Ok wait for few minutes.
He went to the kitchen and removed fried onions, tomatoes and boiled channa (chickpeas) from the fridge which he prepared last evening. He reheated it in the Owen after adding spices in it and gave it to her with roties. Khushi ate it relishing.
