Khushi went into their room after dinner, she'd spent some time in Di's room before she decided to venture into her room. She walked in to see Arnav working on his laptop, obviously trying to make up for the day's work he'd missed by doing this drama. Khushi smiled to herself, if he's going to be dramatic, then so was she. She walked in and sat on the bed, Arnav registered her entering the room with a side glance and then went back to work. Khushi hid her smile as she started her plan.
"Uff, hai Devi Maiyaan, kitnaa dukraa hai!" She complained and Arnav looked up to see Khushi gripping herself, eyes shut tight and face pained.
"Kya hua Khushi? Is everything okay? Is it the baby? Do you want me to call the doctor?" Arnav asked as he made his way to Khushi, kneeling beside the bed, next to her.
"Nahi Arnav uski kohi zuroorath nahi. Bhaas mere pherr bohut dukre hai. Woh kya hai, aaj maine apke liye bohut bhaag dhor kiya tah. Now me and the baby are paying the price of your little drama." She said trying to force guilt out of him. Arnav did feel guilty.
"Sorry Khushi, is there anything I can-" He hadn't even finished when Khushi interrupted him, her mood turning from morose to merry in seconds. She pulled her feet towards him.
"Dabao." She said and Arnav looked perplexed. "Urre, sharmao maath, tum mere pathi hoon, ek massage toh banta hai. Kijiye na!" Khushi said and Arnav looked at her sceptically.
"No way." He said bluntly and Khushi frowned at him and then turned away.
"See this is why I wanted more time away. Main jaanti thi, you don't really love me, yeh saab ek dikava hai. Tum toh sirf apke hoonewale bucha se pyaar hai. Main kya hai? Main toh kuch bhi nahi hai? Mera kohi dard yah mushkquil ko tumse kya?" Khushi cried over dramatically, she had to bite her cheeks to stop her from smiling as she heard him sigh. She knew that sigh was the sign of her winning. He made his way to where she was on the bed, sat in front of her and looked her in the eyes.
"If this is what it takes, then fine." He said as he grabbed her feet, this was so wrong. She should be doing this for him not the other way round. Khushi smiled as he gently pressed her feet.
"Urre zara zhor lagake kharo, tumhare haaton mein mehendi hai kya? Tik se kharo." Khushi chided and Arnav looked at her darkly, Khushi simply smiled back cheerily in response. Arnav had to remind himself that she was worth it.
After a good half an hour she let him get back to work, she got ready for bed and then lay down. She was going to go to sleep when she decided this wasn't enough for one night. All the stress and worry she'd been through he deserved a little worse. She looked at the clock, it was near twelve and Khushi smiled to herself. As she pretended to go to sleep. After twenty minutes Khushi got up dramatically flinging the duvet to one side which caught Arnav's attention immediately.
"What the-?! Ab kya hai? Khushi kya hua?" He asked as he stood up and Khushi looked around and then wiped her forehead dramatically as though she were wiping away sweat.
"Arnav maine ek bohut hi khoobsurat sapna dekhi thi." She said and Arnav was intrigued.
"Really? Kiske baare mein?" He asked as he left his laptop and walked over seductively to his wife. Khushi smiled up at him and then looked away bashfully as he sat down beside her. Arnav took her hands in his own. "Go on Jaan, kaisa sharmaana tum meri patni hoon, itna toh haq banta hai." He said paraphrasing what Khushi had said earlier.
"Tik hai...maine Jalebion wala sapna dekha." Khushi said bashfully.
"What?!" Arnav asked angrily, he'd left his project proposal mid-way for this crap?
"Hah, kitna khoobsurat tah. Charo taraf jalebia hi jalebia thi. Ai hai, moon mein paani agaye. Arnav mujhe jalebia lekhe de nah?" Khushi pleaded and Arnav looked at her with pure amusement, she was joking right, it was nearly one in the morning now and she wanted Jalebis?
"No way Khushi. Iss waqt? Not happening. Go to sleep and I'll get someone to get some in the morning for you." He said as he got up to leave, he began to let go of Khushi's hand when she pulled him back.
"Nahi Arnav! Main abh kuch nahi jaanti! I wont be able to get to sleep. Mujhe woh hogaya. Woh...woh...woh? Arre kya kehte hai?" Khushi asked Arnav and he shrugged his shoulders.
"I don't know. Woh kya?" He asked, confused himself.
"Hah! Cravings, mujhe nah bohut badi craving hai jalebion ki liye." Khushi said and Arnav rolled his eyes.
"Tumhe toh har waqt jalebion ki cravings hothi hai. Now stop being dramatic and go to sleep." He said as he stroked her cheek and Khushi pushed his hand away.
"Ajeeb pathi ho tum. Main kuch mangri hoon aur tum toh khoshish karne se bhi inquar karre. I mean most husbands would be so happy to fulfill their wife's first craving, aur tum...choro aur bhi kya umeed tha?" She said and she let go of Arnav and turned around and gripped her stomach to highlight her need for Jalebis. Arnav groaned, so much for work, this girl really would leave him insane.
Arnav grabbed his keys and phone and headed downstairs. He rang Aman asking him to try and get some mithaai-wale to open up and give him some Jalebis. But all refused after all what harm could ASR do to a mithaai shop? Arnav groaned and threw his Bluetooth across the living room.
"Dammit." He muttered when he heard some rustling from the Kitchen. He went to go see when he caught Anjali with a big pot of Kheer and a spoon.
"Di?" He asked and Anjali looked at him shocked.
"Chotte aap?" Anjali said through her already full mouth.
"Yeh aap, kya kari?" He asked and Anjali quickly devoured her Kheer.
"Woh kya hai Chotte, mujhe naa zodh si Kheer ki craving aya tah. Toh isiliye. I tell you Chotte, there is nothing worse than when you're pregnant and you have a craving. It feels like life and death if you don't get it its so bad. Meri kismaat uchi hai ki Payal neh aaj Kheer banaya." She said whilst smiling and Arnav's face fell even more as he realised Khushi wasn't being overdramatic. She really couldn't help it. "Kya hua?" She asked her brother and Arnav frowned deeper.
"Khushi wants jalebis, usko bhi craving aya. Abh tum bataon main iss waqt kaha se leaon?" He asked his sister and Anjali understood his problem.
"Uggar tum jalebi ko nahi lasaakte toh aap banasakte hai, kyun?" She asked Arnav and he looked up at her questioningly. Sure he could make them but it was late and he was tired. "Khushi Bhabi ki liye itna toh tum karsakte hai na?" She asked, Arnav rolled his eyes and Anjali smiled. "Tik hai, main teri maddhat karti hoon." She said and Arnav and Anjali got to work on making Khushi jalebia.
Arnav walked up to the room with a plate of jalebia, it was three in the morning now and she had better enjoy these. He got in the room when he saw Khushi was fast asleep. He was in shock and then he got angry.
"I can't sleep, I need jalebis, I don't care just get me jalebis now!" He muttered to himself as he put the plate on the table in their room. "Nautanki kahi ki." He muttered and then got changed. There was no point in trying to get anything done now, he needed to be up in a bit. God knows what she got from doing all that. Arnav went to bed exhaused, stressed and angry. "God knows how I'll deal with this for another six months." He said, she was only three months along and she was this much work. Khushi turned over in her sleep and nuzzled up close to Arnav, lying her head on his chest. Arnav rolled his eyes and enveloped his arms around her letting go of his anger and enjoying the feeling of having his wife in his arms once again.
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