Chapter Seventy

Suddenly a cry broke out from Shalini's baby monitor, notifying her that Ahana was awake, so she headed on up to Ahana's room. Seeing the time, Khushi decided to wake Aarav up so that the little one wouldn't stay up all night, so she went to Aarav's room. The little one was still asleep when Khushi got there, so she picked him up and sat down in the rocking chair, trying to wake him up. As she did, she couldn't stop thinking about everything they had just learned downstairs, and it still boggled her mind.

"Is he awake yet?"

Khushi snapped out of her thoughts and looked up to see Arnav. He came in, flicking the light switch on, which immediately made Aarav twitch and fuss.

"Why didn't I think to do that," Khushi asked aloud.

"You're distracted," and he took Aarav in his arms, the little one's head resting on his shoulder.

Khushi let out a sigh and leaned back in the chair. "I can't believe she has a son. A fucking son," she hissed.

Arnav couldn't help his chuckle. It wasn't everyday that Khushi would cuss after all.

"Who does that," Khushi continued. "She lied to her husband saying that the child was dead when in actuality she had him shipped off to boarding school without a care for him. Who does that?"

"Only someone as deranged as Divya."

Khushi let out a scoff. "Deranged is right - she wanted everything that Ammu had so badly, that she even neglected her own son and focused only on you. ...it just blows my mind."

"Which is one of the reasons why I want a private investigator to look in on him and keep an eye out."

Khushi looked up at him in confusion.

"I mean like you said, she neglected him and only cared about me and my family. That could give him motive to harm our family, and he could just be lying. Now I know I might be overthinking it, but I'd rather be safe than sorry. I won't let anyone harm you, Aarav, our coming baby, or anyone for that matter, at all, ever again."

Khushi got up and went over to him, smiling softly. She reached up and gave him a soft kiss before leaning her forehead against his. Just then, Aarav began to fuss, bringing their attention on him.

"I guess he can sense when his parents are getting lovey-dovey," Khushi chuckled.

"Yeah, that's gonna be a problem," Arnav sighed.

Khushi chuckled and took the little one in her arms, who had drifted his eyes open a little bit. He shut them again for a moment, before opening them again.

"Good morning to you, or rather, good evening little one," Khushi grinned.

Aarav mumbled and cooed into her neck before rubbing his little fists on his eyes.

"I'm going to assume that he said he's hungry," Arnav said.

Khushi nodded. "All he had was his bottle on the ride back."

"Why don't you get him cleaned up and I'll go get his food."

Khushi nodded once more and Arnav placed a kiss on her head before leaving the room. Once he had left, Khushi turned to get Aarav washed up, as well as changed his diaper and clothes. As soon as Aarav was fresh and clean, Arnav came back with Aarav's food. He sat down on Aarav's play mat and Khushi set him down besides his dad, placing his bib around his neck. She put a few of his toys around him, Aarav going immediately for his giraffe, and Arnav fed their son in peace.

"Your appointment is tomorrow, right," Arnav asked.

Khushi nodded. "Yeah, it's in the morning. I asked Ammu to watch Aarav while we're gone."

"Excited?"

Khushi gave a small smile before placing her hand over her tummy. "Anxious, really."

Arnav took her other hand in his and Khushi looked up at him.

"Everything will be alright from here on out," Arnav said softly. "I promise."

He reached over and kissed her and Khushi caressed his cheek. Aarav began to act fussy, causing the two to separate and turn their attention back to their little boy.

The little family carried on with the rest of their evening, along with the rest of the family, hoping that the worst was behind them.

*~*

The following morning, Arnav and Khushi both went to Khushi's doctor's appointment. Khushi was anxious to hear what the gender of her baby was, and she couldn't remove her eyes off of the screen as the doctor continued on with her doings.

"Alright, so today we're going to find out the gender of the baby," Dr. Fields smiled. "Excited?"

"Anxious," Khushi confessed.

"You have nothing to worry about. So far, everything has been going really well. And I promise that this time, I will personally see to your delivery when the time comes."

Khushi gave a small smile and Arnav squeezed her hand lightly.

"So then, ready to find out the sex of your baby?"

Both Arnav and Khushi nodded and looked at the screen, displaying their baby.

"Okay then...."

The sound of the baby's heartbeat filled up the room.

"It looks like... you're having a baby girl," Dr. Fields smiled.

Khushi gasped and covered her mouth with her hands as tears began to form and free themselves on their own. Arnav couldn't believe his own ears - his wish of having a baby girl was coming true! He reached over to Khushi and placed a kiss on her head then rested his cheek against her, Khushi taking a hold of his hands and bringing them by her heart.

She truly couldn't believe that they were going to have a baby girl, and she was very very happy!

Chapter Sixty Nine

Their vacation had come to an end, and after having been far apart for so long, Khushi couldn't wait to get back home to the rest of their family. So with their belongings all packed up, the little family of three got into the car and drove back home.

"By the way, did Lavanya call you by any chance," Khushi asked as she fed Aarav.

"No, why?"

"She called me about the party she's throwing-"

"Wait, she's serious? How many more parties are we going to have?"

Khushi couldn't help her chuckle. "You know Lavanya, she's always in a festive mood. Any reason to celebrate is just enough for her."

"Well she's lucky I owe her, given what she's done."

Khushi looked up to see Arnav glancing back at her through the rear view mirror, a small smirk running on his face. She returned him with one of her own before turning her attention back to their son, who was toying with her fingers as she fed him his bottle.

*~*

After a long drive later, Arnav, Khushi, and Aarav arrived back home and were greeted by Aryan, Shalini, and Ahana.

"Welcome back," Shalini beamed as she went towards them.

She hugged Khushi and then went over to her son and grandson, while Khushi went over to Aryan and Ahana. With the hugs and greetings exchanged, everyone headed inside, sitting down in the living room. Arnav and Khushi spoke about their trip while Aryan and Shalini caught them up with what had been going on here.

"Lavanya is very keen on throwing the party for Aarav," Shalini said.

"She really needs to relax," Arnav sighed with a roll of his eyes.

"Oh come on Arnav, you know how she is," Khushi defended. "Let her be."

Arnav simply rolled his eyes in return.

"Why don't you three head upstairs and get some rest," Aryan said. "After all you did all just travel for so long, you must be tired."

The couple nodded and they headed upstairs. Khushi got Aarav changed up and put him down in his room for his nap and then went to their room. Arnav had already changed up and was laying back in bed, so Khushi quickly changed up into her home-wear and got comfortable besides Arnav. It wasn't long until the two drifted off to sleep, taking a well-deserved nap.

*~*

Several hours had passed when Khushi finally awoke. Arnav was still asleep beside her and when she looked at the baby monitor, she saw that her son was still sound asleep. She decided to get up and washed up, then took the monitor with her as she left the room.

Khushi headed downstairs and found Shalini in the kitchen, preparing tea as well as some snacks. She helped her finish preparing everything and then helped bring everything out, Aryan coming downstairs, joining them.

"Chote's still asleep," he asked Khushi as she poured him his tea.

"Yeah, he's just a little tired."

"I don't blame him, it was quite a long drive."

The ladies settled down besides Aryan, both mommies with their baby monitors sitting beside them, letting them keep an eye on their sleeping baby. Everyone continued on with their conversations as they sipped on their tea and munched on the snacks.

"Um, Khushi... there's actually something we need to talk to you about," Aryan said, glancing at his wife.

Khushi looked at them in confusion, setting her tea down on the table.

"We were going to tell both you and Chote together, but given that he's still asleep...."

Khushi was even more confused. "Tell us what?"

Aryan and Shalini looked at each other for a moment before looking back at Khushi.

"You see Khushi," Shalini began, "while you three were away on vacation... something happened."

"What do you mean? Is everything alright? Are you okay-?"

"We're fine, it's nothing like that sweetheart. It's actually...."

Shalini looked away, confusing Khushi even more.

Aryan cleared his throat and set his tea down. "While you three were away... I received a call from the police commissioner."

Khushi's eyebrows slightly lifted in surprise. The police commissioner?

"He called me to let me know that.... After everything that happened with Divya and her trial and everything, she had been transferred to a prison. She had been there all this time ever since then."

"Had," Khushi asked, confused.

Shalini placed her hand over hers. "She.... The prison that she was being held in... a fight broke out."

Khushi's eyebrows shot up in surprise.

"Apparently things quickly got out of hands and went south. ....the inmates began a brawl and things got nasty really quick and... and unfortunately for Divya, she got caught in between it."

"What do you mean?"

Khushi, Shalini, and Aryan looked up to see Arnav. It was clear by the look on his face that he had heard about what they were talking about.

Arnav went over to Khushi and sat down beside her. "What happened?"

Shalini looked at her husband and Aryan looked at her. She gave a simple nod and Aryan nodded in return with a sigh.

"Brawls broke out at the prison. There were many casualties and... among those casualties... Divya was one of them."

Both Arnav and Khushi looked at him with their eyebrows scrunched.

"She no longer is in this world with us."

Khushi gasped in shock, her hand immediately moving over her mouth. Arnav looked at his father in shock, shocked by the words he had heard.

"The commissioner had us come in to identify her, just to be safe," Shalini said, her voice very light and soft.

Khushi reached out and took Shalini's hand in hers, giving it a light squeeze.

Arnav, however, was still in shock. "But... how?"

"Someone from the inside managed to open all of the inmates' cells, and all hell broke lose. People began fighting each other left and right, and there were many casualties. The wardens are assuming that Divya was trying to use this moment as an escape, but unfortunately for her, well... let's just say she managed to make some enemies in prison, which led to...."

Arnav nodded, understanding what his father was trying to say.

"But that's not the only thing."

Both Arnav and Khushi looked at him in confusion.

"What do you mean," Khushi asked.

Aryan looked at Shalini and she reached out and gave his hand a light squeeze before looking back at her children.

"When the commissioner called us in," Shalini began, "we weren't the only ones requested to be there."

"Meaning?"

Shalini let out a sigh. "It turns out that not only were we asked to come in and identify her body... but her son was asked to come in as well."

Khushi's jaw dropped as she looked at her mother in shock, Arnav even more shocked.

"Her son," Arnav asked.

Shalini nodded and then looked at Khushi. "Khushi, do you remember back when I told you about my kidnapping, about how I had seen Abhimanyu?"

Khushi thought back for a moment. "You mean... he was Divya's husband if I remember correctly. You said she broke his legs?"

Shalini nodded. "Yeah. But do you remember how I told you how he told me he no longer had a reason to escape, a reason to live?"

Khushi nodded.

"He thought that because he thought his son was dead. ...turns out he was lied to."

"When we arrived to identify her," Aryan began, "that's when we learned of his existence. His name is Abhay and for a majority of his life, he was in boarding school. He barely ever saw his mother except on rare occasions, and then for a while, he wouldn't even see her for years. She would only send him letters quarterly throughout the year and that was it. Other than that, he barely knew the woman."

Khushi leaned back, still very surprised by what she had just learned. "So she... she lied and stole their son away from his own father... why am I not surprised," and she clenched her fist.

Shalini rubbed her shoulder, comforting her.

Arnav tried to process everything he had learned, but it was still rather not smooth. "So wait, you're telling me that all of these years she was here living with us, she had a secret son hidden away in a boarding school? How is it that we never even knew this, how did we... how were we so blinded by her?"

Khushi placed her hand over Arnav's. "Don't beat yourself over it Arnav - Divya is- was, always a very cunning woman. Now that I'm thinking it through, I'm really not so surprised that she did what she did." Khushi looked back at Aryan. "But where is the son now, does he even know anything of what's happened here?"

"Even after graduating, Abhay never had any connection with Divya. He, simply put, hates her very much."

"He despises her," Shalini said. "When we met him and told him how we knew Divya and what she had done to us, he was absolutely disgusted and even felt ashamed to be her son. I truly felt sorry for the boy... especially after telling him about what had happened with Abhimanyu."

"You told him everything," Khushi asked.

Shalini nodded. "He has a right to know that even though his mother didn't care for him, his father loved him very much but was lied to. But after I told him that, it only fueled his hate for Divya even more so.... He even refused to light her pyre during the funeral."

"You mean that's all done with," Arnav asked.

Aryan nodded. "Abhay just wanted it over with, so it was all done rather quickly. There were a few hitches, given how the boy felt about his mother, but your mother managed to convince him to do the right thing."

"It took several tries," Shalini said. "He absolutely refused to light the pyre, but after many explanations, I managed to convince him, and only then did he finally agree to do what he needed to do."

Khushi let out a sigh, processing everything she had just learned. "I can't believe all of that has happened... she's actually gone forever, she can't ever trouble us again, can she?"

Arnav brought his hand over hers, Khushi only then realizing that she had instinctively placed hers over her baby bump.

"Never again," Shalini said softly, caressing her cheek.

"So what about the son," Arnav asked. "Where is he now?"

"He lives in the city," Aryan said. "He's been working on becoming a lawyer. Asides from that, he's going to be marrying soon."

"So he poses as no threat."

Even though it wasn't a question, Aryan answered anyways. "None at all. Again, he knew nothing of his mother and wanted nothing to do with her given the way she's treated him all his life."

"Hmm.... I'd still rather be safe than sorry, so I just want to hire a PI to look on him for a bit."

Aryan nodded in understanding. "If it'll give a sense of peace, then okay."

Chapter Sixty Eight

Arnav put Aarav down in his crib and placed his giraffe beside him, the little one immediately wrapping his arm around it. He placed a kiss atop of Aarav's head, and then left the room.

As he walked over to their room, Arnav couldn't help but to wonder if Khushi was going to keep up her childish antics, causing him to grin. But his grin quickly dropped - along with his jaw - as his eyes immediately landed on his wife who was in nothing but a sheer-black bodysuit. She was laying in bed, her back facing towards him, so she didn't see him come in.

Arnav was too surprised by what Khushi wearing - he just didn't expect this, not at all. The lace barely did anything to cover her up, but that didn't bother Arnav, not at all!

Taking his shirt off, Arnav headed over to the bed and turned off the lights. He went beside Khushi and placed his hand at her waist, and placed a kiss in her hair. But Khushi only shifted a little and let out a small grunt, causing Arnav to realize that she had already fallen asleep.

What the? She- fine, and he let out a sigh.

He pulled back and laid down, laying on his side, facing Khushi. Several minutes passed and as sleep began to take over Arnav, Khushi opened her eyes. A smile formed immediately - her plan had worked! She listened carefully to figure out if Arnav was almost asleep, his breathing getting even. When it became clear that he was, Khushi slightly moved back, bringing her bum against him. She snuggled into him, her bum rubbing against his length.

Sleep was immediately taken away from him, Arnav's eyes popping open. He looked down in between them before looking back up at Khushi, who had already closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep. It was normal of Khushi to move in her sleep, that Arnav was used to. So assuming the normal, Arnav tried to empty his mind and tried to go to sleep.

Khushi listened to him again, Arnav letting out a sigh and trying to fall asleep as he wrapped his arm around her waist. Several moments passed as Khushi waited again, and then at the right moment, she began to snuggle into him again, brushing into his length once more. She felt him go semi-hard beneath the fabric, and Arnav let out a small breathy groan. Hearing him instantly turned Khushi on, and she couldn't resist anymore. She began gyrating her hips, teasing his length, feeling him get harder. She was enjoying this little game, when it came to a quick halt, Arnav bringing his hand down and cupping her womanhood, causing her to gasp.

"Pretending to be asleep hmm?"

Khushi bit her lip and swiveled her hips once more, Arnav letting out a groan.

Feeling the buttons of the bodysuit beneath his fingers, Arnav popped them open and slid his fingers between her wet folds. Khushi let out a moan, her hand moving over his.

"You're soaking wet," he groaned with appreciation, and Khushi hummed in return.

Feeling himself being hard and heavy, Arnav pulled his pants down, releasing himself. He moved Khushi's leg over and without another word, he buried himself within her. Both let out a guttural groan, Khushi's body clenching around him. Arnav slowly pulled back and thrust back into her, Khushi letting out a small cry. He pulled back slowly again before plunging back into her quickly once more. He continued to do so, driving Khushi insane! She needed him to go harder, she needed him to go faster - she just needed him!

Khushi turned back to look at him and brought his face closer to hers, and kissed him. Arnav could understand her urgency through the kiss, and began to speed up, no longer teasing her. Khushi let go of his lips, but her grip on him remained tight as she let out gaspy moans, feeling her body climb higher and higher, until in a matter of moments she crashed, crying out as she found her release.

As Khushi recovered from her high, she felt Arnav move over her, letting her lay down on her back. She felt him raise her bodysuit up slightly before burying himself within her again. Khushi let out a guttural moan as she opened her eyes and gazed up at Arnav, wanting him desperately.

So much for thinking I could tease him for long with this insane pregnancy libido, Khushi thought to herself.

Arnav began thrusting within her, and Khushi felt like she would lose her mind! Her desire for husband would just not decrease and she only wanted him more and more. She held his hand, bringing it to her lips, placing kisses on it. She glanced at him, finding his eyes still on her, and she placed his finger in her mouth and sucked on it. As she did, she could see the excitement build in his eyes and she moaned around his finger before grazing her teeth along it, causing Arnav to falter a bit. She released his finger with a pop and glided his hand down along her throat before making him grip it. Arnav was absolutely shocked by what she was doing, not to mention was shocked that that was what she wanted. But she kept his hand in place, right over her throat.

"Fuck my pussy hard, daddy," Khushi moaned.

And Arnav's brain went into complete mush, not understanding anything else in the world. He did exactly as his wife asked, fucking her hard. He kept his grip on her throat - not too tight, and Khushi continued to hold his hand in place while the other toyed with her breast, Khushi crying out in complete pleasure. Orgasm after orgasm rippled through her, cries escaping from her lips, nonstop. Arnav found himself ready to explode and Khushi could tell he was ready.

"In my mouth," she gasped.

Arnav immediately pulled out of her, bringing Khushi up with him. Khushi immediately wrapped her lips around his length, and the moment they touched him, he burst into her mouth, Khushi gripping onto Arnav's ass and keeping him in place as she milked out every last drop from him. When she was done with him, she released him with a pop, some Arnav's cum managing to drip down her chin. She looked up at him with a smile and Arnav couldn't help his own. He placed a kiss on the top of her head before looking back at her and wiping her chin clean.

"I like driving you insane," Khushi smiled, and she took his thumb into her mouth, wiping it clean.

"I think I like it too," Arnav sighed. "I think I really like it, too."

Chapter Sixty Seven

"Come on little man, say dada! Say dada!"

But all Arnav got in return was raspberries.

Khushi couldn't help her chuckle as she leaned back on the couch. "Give it up Arnav - its not happening."

Arnav frowned at Khushi. For the past few days of their vacation, Arnav had been trying really hard to get Aarav to say dada first, but his son was more interested in his toys and blowing raspberries, as well as chewing on his giraffe.

Arnav held Aarav up, Aarav letting out a giggle around the poor giraffe he was chewing on, his daddy's frown looking very funny to the little one.

"You can't let me down again," Arnav frowned at him.

"And when was the first supposed time he let you down," Khushi smirked, her eyebrow arched.

"When he decided to be a boy instead of a girl," and Khushi couldn't help but to chuckle.

"I'm pretty sure he had no choice in that," she grinned.

But Arnav continued to frown, Khushi still chuckling.

"Ignore Mama," Arnav muttered to Aarav.

"Muh," Aarav said around the giraffe.

Arnav moved the plush out of his mouth. "No, not mama - say dada."

"Mmm... muh."

"No mama... dada."

Khushi grinned at the sight of Arnav's annoyance. Finding the moment just too cute, Khushi got her phone out and began recording the two.

"Come on Aarav, I know you can do it, say dada."

But Aarav only blew a raspberry in return.

"Say dada. Da... da."

Aarav instead plopped the giraffe back into his mouth.

"I guess not," Khushi chuckled. "Looks like mama will be his first word."

"Muh... mum."

Both Arnav's and Khushi's eyes widened and they looked at Aarav.

"Mum..."

"That's it Aarav, you've almost got it," she smiled, her eyes swelling with tears. "You can say it, say mama."

"Ma... mama."

Khushi squealed out with joy while Arnav looked at Aarav in shock, the little baby letting out a laugh like his mother. Khushi got off of the the couch and picked Aarav into her arms, reversing the camera on her phone to them.

"Say it again Aarav, say mama."

"Mama," the little one exclaimed.

Khushi's tears flowed free and she smothered Aarav with kisses, the little one no longer finding things fun, fussing instead. Arnav got up, still rather shocked, but he took Aarav back into his arms.

Arnav let out a sigh. "Oh well... maybe next time."

"I have to let everyone know immediately, we have to celebrate!"

Khushi went rushing to the kitchen, Arnav following behind with Aarav in his arms. There was some chocolate cake in the fridge that they had gotten from the market the other day, so they celebrated with that, Khushi giving Aarav a little bit of it as well.

Too ecstatic, Khushi posted on social media and let the family know about Aarav's milestone, and all of the ladies were ecstatic, the men somewhat bummed because they somewhat expected dada to be Aarav's first word, but an accomplishment was an accomplishment and they were proud of the little one. Lavanya being Lavanya, immediately planned for a family get-together to celebrate the moment. Arnav found it a little too much, but then again his little sister had helped his wife out with her vacation outfits, so he decided not to complain.

But Khushi also had plans of her own celebration, so she decided to get dinner going, and her idea for desert was set - jalebis!

"You've got to be kidding me," Arnav frowned as he watched her.

"Not at all," Khushi grinned.

Arnav looked down at Aarav, who he had placed down in his high chair. "Mama crazy."

"Mama," the little one clapped.

Khushi let out a squeal and did a little dance, Arnav rolling his eyes.

Oh boy, Arnav thought to himself.

*~*

Not allowing Arnav to help her at all, Khushi prepared dinner all by herself, much to Arnav's dismay. Finally everything was ready and everyone settled down at the table, Aarav in his high chair. Khushi had decided to make biriyani for the occasion, and she had made it mild enough so that Aarav could have some as well.

"You really think he's gonna eat it," Arnav asked as Khushi filled Aarav's baby spoon with rice.

"Of course he will, he's had rice before."

Khushi held the spoon out to Aarav and the little one took it with no fuss.

"See," Khushi grinned proudly. "That's Mama's little boy."

"Mama," Aarav clapped.

Khushi let out another squeal and kissed Aarav's cheek, meanwhile Arnav rolled his eyes.

"We get it, you can say mama," Arnav frowned.

"Arnav, don't be jealous," Khushi scolded with a frown.

But Arnav simply huffed and placed some biryani in his mouth.

The little family of three continued to eat, Aarav being a good little boy, eating what his mother fed him. He finished his bowl of food, Arnav and Khushi finishing their food as well. With all of that set aside, Khushi placed the platter of jalebis down, Arnav widening his eyes at the sight of them.

"Khushi, this is a mountain of jalebis," Arnav exclaimed. "Who's going to eat all of this?"

"Both of us- well, mostly me," Khushi shrugged, and she grabbed a jalebi and munched on it, letting out a moan. "This is too fucking good."

Arnav scowled at her, even though he was turned on by the sound of her moaning. "Mouth," he scowled.

"Sorry, I can't help it - I'm too good!"

Khushi took a little bit of the liquid solution on her finger and gave it to Aarav to try. The little one loved it, humming in pleasure.

"See, even he agrees. My jalebis are the best!"

"I don't care, you can't eat too many."

"But-"

"Khushi, no. My little girl will come out fat."

Khushi's jaw dropped as she gaped at him. "What-!"

Arnav got up, taking the platter away, leaving Khushi with only two more jalebis, as well as the one in her hand.

"Arnav-"

"No," he admonished as he got out the plastic wrap.

Khushi pouted at him but Arnav ignored her, continuing to wrap cling wrap around the platter. Once he did, he placed them in the fridge and started working on the dirty dishes. Khushi was still scowling at him, he could see it from the corner of his eyes, but he didn't care.

Aarav noticed the way his mother was scowling, and he thought his mama looked funny, so the little one laughed with a clap.

"See Khushi, even your son is laughing at you, put the scowl away."

"No," Khushi continued to scowl.

Arnav looked at her, humored. "Khushi, Aarav is the baby. Not you," he chuckled, and returned his attention on the dishes.

Khushi gaped at him and got up, stomping over to him. "I'm not a baby!"

"Then stop acting like one," he smirked. "Now are you gonna eat those jalebis or not? I gotta finish washing the dishes."

Khushi muttered some words to herself before returning to the table. She finished up her jalebis and brought the plate to Arnav. While Arnav finished cleaning up, Khushi washed up, cleaning Aarav up as well.

With a huff, Khushi took Aarav out to the back, the two sitting down on the lounger. The evening breeze helped calm them down, or rather, helped calm Khushi down.

Moments later, Arnav joined them, but Khushi ignored him. Arnav was too entertained by his wife's antics, but let her be. He sat down beside her, Aarav in between them. Arnav said nothing, enjoying the breeze, his eyes shut. Khushi would now and then look at him, dropping a few a glares - not that Arnav noticed... which only pissed Khushi off more.

It was getting late, and little Aarav was tired. He crawled over to Khushi, Khushi understanding immediately. So she got up, taking him in his arms, and Arnav got up as well. He headed to the kitchen to get Aarav's formula, meanwhile Khushi went to Aarav's room. Moments later, Arnav came and he took Aarav from her and fed her. Khushi continued to say nothing to him, going back to their room, annoyed.

Arnav is annoying, she thought to herself. Like its just a few jalebis, what's the big deal? Geez! Driving me insane, forever, I mean seriously-!

And a light bulb went off in Khushi's head.

Brilliant.