It was Sunday morning, and the sun's gentle rays were just beginning to filter through the kitchen window as Aarav busily prepared morning tea and breakfast for his parents and wife. The aroma of freshly brewed tea and sizzling parathas filled the air, creating a warm, inviting atmosphere. Aarav worked with quiet efficiency, his movements swift and sure.
Once everything was ready, he arranged the breakfast neatly on a tray and carefully carried it upstairs. Reaching his parents' room, he knocked softly on the door.
"Maa, Papa," he called gently.
Ruhana opened the door, her face lighting up with a smile at the sight of her son up so early. She glanced at the clock hanging on the wall behind her; it showed 7 am.
She raised an eyebrow, "Aaj Sunday hai aur tum itni jaldi uth gaye?" she questioned, a hint of amusement in her voice.
"Aadat hai maa... Ye lo, aapka aur papa ka breakfast," Aarav said, holding out the tray.
She took the tray from him, still smiling. "Main aa jaati na," she said.
"Nahi... Aap jaldi se breakfast kar lijiye aur ready ho jaiye, hume kahin jaana hai," he replied with a mysterious smile.
Ruhana's curiosity was piqued. "Kaha?" she asked.
"Bataunga baadmei," Aarav said, leaving the room before she could ask more questions.
Ruhana chuckled and returned to the bedroom. Vineet had woken up and was eyeing the breakfast tray with interest.
"Bete se saara kaam karwaogi?" he asked playfully.
"Maine nahi karwaya... Wo sunta kaha hai," she replied, her innocence evident in her tone.
Vineet smiled, and they both started to enjoy their breakfast.
Meanwhile, Aarav walked into his bedroom and saw his wife, Manvi, sleeping soundly. He placed the tray gently on the bedside table and sat down beside her, watching her peaceful face for a moment.
He moved his hand tenderly on her head to wake her up. "Utho, Manvi," he said softly. She shifted her head to his lap, causing him to smile warmly.
"Utho na, please. Hume kahin jaana hai," he urged gently.
Manvi immediately sat up upon hearing this, her eyes lighting up with curiosity. "Kahan?" she asked, smiling.
"Nashta kar lo, taiyar ho jao, phir batata hun. It's a surprise," Aarav replied, his eyes twinkling with excitement.
He left the room, leaving Manvi intrigued and eager to find out what he had planned for the day.
Manvi got excited hearing this. She placed her hand on her belly and smiled, thinking that Aarav was planning something special for her and their child. Eager to find out, she quickly got ready and came downstairs.
In her haste, she almost lost her balance, but Aarav grabbed her just in time. "Abhi gir jaati tum... Sambhalke nahi chal sakti tumse?" he scolded her gently for her carelessness.
She made a face and smirked. "Maa... Dekho ye mujhe daant raha hai!" she shouted playfully.
Aarav gave her a look, and she winked at him. But when no reply came from her mother, he passed a victory look to Manvi. "Bahut hui tumhari complaints. Mumma papa are in the car."
"Toh kyaa, car mei complain karungi," she said, walking out of the house with a playful huff.
Aarav murmured, "Mujhe daant padhwane ke bahane nikal hi leti hai."
He locked the door and followed her out. He settled into the driver's seat while Manvi sat beside him, and Ruhana and Vineet were in the back.
"Aarav, tumne subah subah Manvi ko daanta?" Ruhana asked, her tone both curious and concerned.
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Ghar Ho To Aisa
General FictionSequel to Ghar where love matters Aarav wants to spend most of the time with his parents after they suffered 6 months separation from each other. Manvi supports and understands his love for them but she somehow feels insecure and neglected even thou...