Wednesday, 4 December 2019

AR/KASH OS: GOOD NIGHT


He entered the pitch dark room to find her slept peacefully under the covers. He threw his brief case on the setee and removed his tie. Loosening his shirt and opening the button of his jeans, he entered the bed and spooned her. She turned around and kissed his lips. "I don't wanna talk to you...itna late aate hain armaan?"

"kaam tha na jana..."

"tum aur tumhara kaam...door ho jao muhjse!" she huffed angrily and wrapped both her arms around his neck kissing it and closing her eyes again...

"I love you too" he softly whispered near her forehead and closed his tired eyes...



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"karan volume kam kar do..." she gathered his perfumes and hair gels and started setting them properly on the dressing table while he was on the bed watching tv...he decreased the volume for a moment, only to bring it back to normal the next.




"karan theek se leto fir back me dard hoga..." she now moved to arrange his shirts in the cupboard while he changed his position, only to drag back to his comforatble  back aching position in a moment...



"jana phone beep ho raha hai...please charge pe laga do..." she drew the curtains and he looked at the charger, then at the phone, they seemed too far from the bed. He simply continued with watching tv...



"band kar doon tv?" she asked putting the phone on charge...he himself switched it off with the remote as he now shifted on his side to sleep... "hmmm..."



She switched off the lights and moved to the bed... "shit I can't see anything.." she whined and he stretched out his hand to her. She held onto it and climbed on the bed moving closer to him and hugging him...



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"sone chale?" he asked leaning on the kitchen wall...

"haan tum change karlo main ye plates bas wash kar doon.."

"kya pehenna hai?" he switched off the living room tv and started going upstairs...

"mera sir.."

"nahi I think aaj vo black three fourths hi pehen leta hoon...tumhe upar se odh lunga!" he winked at her and moved upstairs to the bedroom...

She reached the bedroom only to find it pitch dark and him already sleeping. She quietly slipped in and wrapped both her arms around him, like a blanket...

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She watched the notebook' while he massaged her legs with oil. She kept the popcorn bowl on her tummy roaming her hand searching for the remote, her eyes still glued on the tv. He noticed, and kept the remote near her hand, she grabbed it and put the tv on mute and leaning back into the bed post...she gradually slid down and he helped her settle on the bed, then went back to massage her swollen legs.

She closed her eyes and brought his hand from her leg into her hand, entwining them together and kissing his. "you're going to be the best father in the world dr. armaan mallik!"

"good night!" he murmured and pecked her lips...



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She had started the fight. So now, going to him didn't seem appropriate. She turned and looked back at him. He seemed to be fast asleep. Okay, now this was quite safe. He wouldn't get to know anything. She carefully shifted closer to him, opened his arms accordingly, fitted herself within him, kissed his chest, now feeling relaxed and closed her eyes wrapping his arms around herself.

She felt a smile and a kiss on her head as the arms tightened and one of his legs possessively held both of hers in place.



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"you can't cross this line" she ordered arranging the line of pillows in the centre of the bed.

"and why's that?" he asked throwing them on the floor one by one.

She huh'd at him for this badtameezi and turned to the side. "you should know better..."

"shilpa...you are not allowed to eat ice creams...and we are not arguing on it again..."

She huh'd again and pretended to sleep...

He held her from the back and kissed her shoulder... "no ice creams till the delivery and no more discussion on it..." he kept an arm on her swollen tummy and she kept her hand over his... "I hate you"

"love you too" he kissed her shoulder again...

"bad night!"

"good night!" he kissed her neck and nuzzled his head there...



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He carried a fast asleep shilpa in his arms. Opening the lock single handedly, he somehow managed to sneak in carefully so she wouldn't wake up. He moved to the bedroom and made her lie down. He removed her sandals and opened the zip of her black off shoulder dress.. he undressed himself and slipped in with her. "armaan thand hai.." she murmured sleepily and he brought her closer to him. Rubbing her almost bare back now, he fitted her legs between his and she kissed his neck...her warm breaths soothing him as well...

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She sat on the bed, lied two dinner plates in front of her. She ate from one, and feeded angel from the other. Since he was already done, he changed his clothes and cleared all of angel's toys from the floor...

"ek toh itna khana nahi hota toh plate me mat dalwaya karo karan...tum khaa- pi ke nikal jaate ho and mujhe khatm karna padta hai ye saara...roz ka yehi hai...ya to fir kal se take a separate plate."

"mummmaaa..." whined angel indicating her protest to eat the next bite.

"abhi iska ye naatak...karan tum khilao fir angel ko... main ye baaki dishes rakh ke aati hoon..."

Angel who was already sleepy, was asleep in karan's arms when shilpa returned to the room and karan was looking at both the plates. "tum khatm kar do na aaj..." he pouted and shilpa rolled her eyes.

"ssshhh...uth jayegi.." karan tried to suppress the topic by changing  it to angel's sleep. Shilpa rolled her eyes, yet again.

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. He entered the room as quietly as he could so riddhima wouldn't be disturbed. She was half lying on the bed with some romantic novel in her hand and had fallen asleep reading it. He kept his files on the table and went in the washroom to change his clothes.

He softly came up next to her and was helping her lie down properly when she opened her eyes sleepily... "hey you're back..."

He smiled and kissed her forehead... "hmmm...you lie down properly..."

"nah...I ain't sleepy anymore..lets talk?" she sat up properly again. He nodded and lied down on the bed with his head in her lap. She stroked his hair lovingly while he kissed her tummy... "how's my baby doing?"

"very good..." she smiled and continued... "armaan its only a few weeks left now...I am so excited...our life will totally change after this baby na..."

"hmm...it will...change for the better.." he kissed her tummy again... "oye how do you like mihika as a name?" he looked up at her and asked...

Riddhima- mihika? How are you so sure its gonna be a daughter only? What if it's a boy?

Armaan- who's the father of the baby? You or me? Me na? toh mujhe pta hai! Tum bas ye batao ke mihika naam kaisa hai?

Riddhima- acha hai...par mahika is also good na vaise toh...

Armaan- mahika? Is that even a name? you made it up yourself  basket! No...its not a name...mahira is a name...not mahika...

Riddhima- haan to mahira is nice na...and its stylish too...

Armaan- to mihika me kya kharabhi thi? Mahira sounds so much like myra...I don't want people to confuse my baby's name with someone else's.



He wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her once again...

Riddhima-aur myra me kya problem hai? myra sounds good...yeah...i like it...



...and they went on discussing names for their daughter...then shifting to how many kids do they want after this baby...then shifting to how painful it is for riddhima and easy for armaan...then turning to the next week's plan of shopping then to baby's clothes and room dcor and toys and this and that and ye and vo...I didn't listen to it all okay, I fell asleep. Good night!


KRITIKA KASHIAN

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