Chapter Forty Seven

"Boy!"

"Girl!"

"Boy!!"

"Girl!!"

"Aryan-"

"Girl, girl, girl!!!"

Shalini shook her head as she laughed. "I'm married to a 4 year old."

Aryan scowled. "I do not act like a four year old."

Shalini cocked her eyebrow and Aryan looked away.

"O-okay... maybe I did act like one, but only because- Khushi!"

Arnav and Khushi came walking through the doors and joined them. Aryan and Shalini looked at the two curiously, especially because Arnav was scowling at Khushi.

"Chote, what did you do," Shalini questioned.

Arnav's eyebrow shot up. "Why do you automatically assume I did something? I'm the one scowling Ammu, not her. Ask her what she did," he frowned.

Khushi rolled her eyes. "I didn't do anything. All I did was tell the doctor that I didn't want to know the baby's gender."

"What? Why," Aryan asked.

"I want it to be a surprise."

Aryan and Shalini nodded in understanding and Arnav looked at them in shock.

"Why are you guys agreeing with her? I could hear you two arguing from the driveway!"

"Well if that's what mommy wants, mommy gets," Shalini said.

Arnav gaped at his mother. "But what about daddy," he pouted.

Aryan sighed and wrapped his arm around his son's shoulder. "Son, welcome to my world: where dads get absolutely no say or no part in 95% of things."

"Aryan," Shalini stressed.

"Okay 98%."

Shalini cocked her eyebrow.

"98.5?"

She crossed her arms.

"99," Arnav tried.

"No, 99.9%."

"99.9," both men exclaimed.

"Yup. And that .1% is when your little swimmers did this to us."

"I disagree," Arnav exclaimed.

"And I second that," Aryan exclaimed.

"Uh, Dad, please, no political crap."

Aryan scowled at him.

"Okay never mind. But I still disagree!"

Khushi rolled her eyes. "Come on Ammu, these men will never understand."

"I agree," and the two Raizada ladies linked their arms together and walked away, going to the conservatory for their tea.

*~*

"Can you believe I'm showing already," Shalini asked, pointing at her little baby bump. "I'm only 11 weeks!"

The two were walking through the garden for their 10 minute walk. Since they had changed into heir active wear, Shalini's baby bump was very evident.

"I read online that women who have already been pregnant once show earlier than first-timers. Something about the uterus being easily able to stretch."

"Well that make sense. How hard should it be for my uterus to grow into the size of a bowling ball since it once grew into a watermelon?"

The two ladies chuckled as they headed back to the house.

"Have you felt her yet," Khushi asked.

"No, not yet. But Manorama said that I might feel her in a week or so."

"Oh, how exciting! I can't wait to feel him kick."

"It's definitely an exciting feeling. However I hope he's not like his father, kicking repeatedly."

Khushi laughed. "A nuisance even inside, huh?"

"Oh yes! Especially when Aryan annoyed me, that was when Chote would act up, as if he wanted to teach his father a lesson, though he taught it to me more."

Khushi placed her hands over her stomach. "Don't be like your father."

"Ah, but my son isn't hat bad, is he?"

"True, true." She looked down at her belly. "Be like your dad, minus the excessive kicking, and no what the's!"

Shalini tilted her head in wonder. "Good idea," and the two laughed as they entered the house, only to halt in their tracks as they entered the living room.

"What the," Shalini exclaimed.

"Jaanemaan..."

Both Shalini and Khushi gaped at Aryan as he poked his head around a giant teddy bear that stood before them.

"What the-?"

"Jaanemaan, don't start with your string of what the's."

Shalini frowned and before she could say anything, Arnav came in with another large teddy bear.

"Arnav, why do you have such a huge teddy bear," Khushi asked. "Did you go to a fair or something?"

"Did you both," Shalini asked, glancing at both bears.

Arnav and Aryan looked at each other. With a hmph! both men walked away and went upstairs with the bears, pointing their noses up high.

Khushi looked at them confusedly. "Uh-?"

Shalini took her hand. "Let's go."

The two ladies went upstairs and followed the men. They followed them down the halls, and just as they caught up to them, the men split, going into a room opposite the other, shutting the door behind them. Shalini frowned and went to open the door, but it was locked.

"Uh, Ammu...?"

Shalini looked up and saw a sign on the door:

No Mrs. Raizada's allowed

"What the?!"

Khushi looked at the other door and saw the same sign on it as well. "What the?"

Khushi and Shalini looked at each other before banging on the doors and wiggling the doorknob.

"Arnav open up!"

"Aryan Singh Raizada, open this damn door before you really sleep in another room tonight!"

But neither men did. The ladies decided to switch places and knocked on the door.

"Papa, open up, please?"

"Chote, open this door right now!"

It should be pointed out that Shalini's emotions heightens quickly, which meant anger took over in a snap, like Hades' hair turning into flames.

Finally both men came out, however they quickly came out the door, blocking their views of what was inside.

Shalini looked at the two. "What on earth is going on?"

Aryan sighed. "Jaanemaan calm down, you're stressing yourself out which isn't god for the baby."

"I'm not, you are!"

"Ammu, chill," Arnav said.

"Don't tell her to chill," Khushi defended.

It should also be noted that pregnancy made Khushi brave.

Arnav rolled her eyes.

"Either you tell us what's going on," Shalini began, "or you both are camping outside your rooms," and Khushi crossed her arms, nodding in agreement.

Arnav and Aryan looked at each other and with a shrug, both men headed to their rooms. Moments later, the two came out with a pillow and change of clothes in hand, and walked away. Khushi and Shalini gaped at the men as they disappeared. Both groaned in frustration and shook on the doorknobs. Unfortunately, it was still locked.

What the hell was behind those doors?