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"Done. See, this is how you have to do it.", Zoya looked up at Aditya as she finished changing the baby into fresh clothes.
"How did you even learn to do everything so easily in this short span of time?", asked the man in amazement.
"I have got my ways, dear husband. Ammi, and months of reading about parenting.", she softly pulled on his nose before taking the child to the crib. "It may look hard at the beginning, but soon you will get used to it as well. Even I am practicing it now only.", she continued and carefully laid the week-old baby in her cot.
"But you are being good at everything, and I only know one thing to do.", he whined. "Oh yeah? And what's that?", she sat back on the bed against the headboard, as comfortably as her body let her feel. "Loving you, and baby."
She gave a wide and sarcastic smile at his words as he was looking at her lovingly. "Cheesy you are, janaab. Need to improve yourself, a little bit more."
He pouted as she chuckled at his facial expressions. "Very funny. Let me just show you how cheesy your husband is."
Before she could realize the meaning of his words, he pulled her by her wrist on his laps, making her gasp at the suddenness. As he held her closer by her waist, he nuzzled his nose in her neck, peppering ticklish kisses on her shoulders, while the young woman was struggling in his grip slowly leaning against the headboard, his stubble brushing her skin making her giggle shyly. Until the chuckles turned into heavier breathings, cherishing his touch she had been missing lately.
"Someone seems to love this.", he whispered against her neck, nibbling her soft skin before licking the sensible part. "Now who is the 'cheesy-romantic' husband, Mrs Hooda?"
His words made her get back to reality and opening her eyes, she gently pushed him away so as to escape, when he immediately held her wrists back to him. The strong pull made them lose their balance as she pushed him on the bed, his arms wrapped around her.
"Ouch, Aditya...", she was about to pull away when he stopped her. "I am not done yet.", as he started tickling around her waist making her laugh, her echoes all around the room, and she slowly laid back on the mattress, his fingers still playing on her soft skin.
"Pl—please... s—stop... stop tick— haha... tickling... I am... still s— ugh... sensi... Aditya p—please...", she whined in between her laughter.
She managed to push his hands away from her and, while trying to breathe again at a normal pace, a gasp left her mouth feeling his peck on her exposed tummy, followed by his head laying on her, making her blush.
"I can still feel our baby sleeping inside, just here.", he said, breaking the moment of silence.
She turned her head aside and smiled in awe at her childish husband holding his ear glued to her middle, his warm breaths fanning her skin and doing strange things to her.
"She was growing safe there,", he continued as his hand caressed her bare skin, "here inside, almost a couple of weeks ago.", he caressed her tummy, making her smile moved by his talks.
He turned his head to look at the new-born through the transparent cover tied around the bed, and then back at Zoya, resting on his elbow before reaching her face. "Thank you so much, begum jaan, for this endless, indescribable happiness."
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Our Little Bliss - An AdiYa Fiction
Fanfiction{ - • - • - } He peeked into the dark bedroom, giving his best not to wake anyone up, and slowly yet impatiently reached the armchair located in one corner of the room, where was laid asleep his lovely wife. A bright smile appeared on his face as he...
