In RM,
In Hriya room,
Arya and Hrihaan lay on either side of their daughter, Pihu, who nestled snugly between them. Her tiny fingers clutched Arya’s kurta as she snuggled closer to her chest. Meanwhile, Hrihaan’s soothing voice filled the room as he narrated a bedtime story.
Pihu’s eyelids began to droop, her breathing slowing into a steady rhythm as she drifted off. She hugged Arya tightly, her tiny face nuzzling into her mother’s warmth. Arya and Hrihaan exchanged a tender glance over their daughter’s head, their hearts swelling with love.
Arya broke the silence, her voice a gentle whisper.
Arya:- Kitni cute lag rahi hai na sote waqt.
(Isn't she looking so cute while sleeping?)
Hrihaan nodded, his gaze fixed lovingly on Pihu’s cherubic face. A soft smile spread across his lips as a thought crossed his mind.
Hrihaan:- Ek dum thaare pe gayi se......Tu Iske waqt aise hi soti thi...toh je bhi thaare tarah hi sovegi na.
(She’s exactly like you... You used to sleep like this too, so she will also sleep just like you, right?)
Arya turned to him with a mock pout, her eyebrows raised in challenge.
Arya:- Haww!mai kab aise soti thi?
(Haww! When did I ever sleep like this?)
Hrihaan chuckled, his voice low to avoid waking Pihu.
Hrihaan:- Chal jhuthi....maare pass saboot se.
(Liar! I have proof with me.)
Arya’s curiosity piqued, but before she could respond, Hrihaan leaned over and grabbed his phone from the bedside table. He scrolled through his gallery, then brought the screen close to Arya’s face. Her eyes widened in disbelief as she saw candid pictures of herself during her pregnancy.
Some showed her hugging a teddy bear and sleeping peacefully; in others, she had an adorable pout while asleep. There was even one where her mouth was slightly open, her hair tousled.
Arya:- Ye sab photos tumne kab kheenchi.....kyu kheenchi?
(When did you take all these photos... and why did you take them?)
Hrihaan smirked mischievously.
Hrihaan:- Arey,kyu kheenchi ka ke matlab......maare pass thaari je cute si yaadein toh rahengi....aur phir je sab mai apni chori ko dikhaunga....jab wo badi ho jawegi.
(Why do you even ask why I took them... I want to keep these cute little memories of you with me. And later, I’ll show them to our daughter when she grows up.)
Arya gasped, her jaw dropping as she glared at him.
Arya:-Tum aisa kuch nahi karoge.....aur ye photo delete Karo....kaisi photos kheench rakhi hai .....ye dekho isme mai muh khol kar so rahi hu.
(You’re not going to do anything like that... and delete these photos right now! Just look at this one—I’m sleeping with my mouth open!)
She crossed her arms in mock indignation, her lips forming an adorable pout.
Arya:- Delete Karo abhi ke abhi.
(Delete them this very instant!)
Hrihaan leaned back, grinning wickedly.
Hrihaan:- Mai na kar raha.
( I'm not deleting them.)
With that, he bolted out of the bed, careful not to disturb Pihu, clutching his phone tightly. Arya, determined, tiptoed out after him, her movements cautious at first. But as soon as she was far enough from Pihu, she broke into a run.
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Rajput's (Completed ✓)
RandomThe story is about a very prominent Rajput family in Rajasthan, well-known in their village, and they have a large business empire of the jewelry and gemstones. In the story the female leads are weak and the story is a little toxic and have mild dom...
