Part 45

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Kriti pov

13 years later

As I walk up to the living room I hear my sons running around and darshan trying to get them to calm down.

"What going on here" I question making everyone freeze.

"It's papa fault," My sons say pointing at darshan
"What you little sh-" darshan begins
"What's his fault," I say trying to see what they are hiding.

My youngest sons slowly move away to show a broken vase that we had gotten from Milan.

"Boys it's ok just clean it up ok?" I say looking at them

"Ok mama," Darshil says rushing away with Antonio.

I have had 6 boys yes 6 and another on the way. Darshan does not know how to pull out but I love my boys.

There is

Darshil (13)

Aarav (12)

Kartik(9)

Sharan(5)

Mohan(3)

Dev(1)

"Ok let's get to bed boys," I say picking up Dev placing kisses all over his face.

Darshan pov
As I turn to the side to hug my wife I see her holding all 6 of our sons.

What momma boys.

"Boys," I say shaking them awake
"Papa why are you waking us up" Darshil my eldest says lifting his head.

"Get off your Mother Darshil at the big age of 13 your still cuddling her," I say to him

"I don't care mommy is so huggable," He says before asleep on her again.

I let out a big sigh and turn around without the warmth of my wife.

6 Months Later

"AHHHH FUCK YOU DARSHAN" kriti screams at me while she pushes out baby number 7.

"I SWEAR YOU NEED TO LEARN TO KEEP IT IN YOUR PANTS" She continues to
scream.
"It takes two to tango" I chuckle
"DON'T FUCKING LAUGH. I SWEAR I AM GOING TO TAKE MY KIDS AND MOVE IN WITH MY MOTHER" She threatens.

She says that every time.

"One more push kriti," The doctor says
kriti gives on more push and soon the room is filled with the sound of a baby crying.

"Congratulations it's a healthy baby girl," The doctor says handing kriti our daughter.

"A girl," kriti says crying holding her
"Do you want to hold her?" kriti says looking at me
"No, I will break her," I say stepping back.
"Don't be silly hold her?" She says handing me my daughter.

As I hold my daughter I think of a name.

"Koel Darshan Raval," I say look at kriti.

"It's perfect. She's Perfect"

"I love you," I say kissing kriti
"For Infinity"

And It's finished!!!3

Thanks for all the love and support ❤️

END OF PART 45

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