The story picks up from the web series that is 3 years after the TV series ended. I am not writing this for likes or comments. It's just that something felt incomplete the way the serial ended.
Anjali: NK bhai aap Komalji se pyar karte hai ? ( Nk you love Komal)
NK: Ha Di. Aap unhe aache se janti hai na. ( Yes Di. So you know her)
Anjali: Nai NK bhai. Hum bhi unse ek hi baar mile hai. NGO k kaam k liye. Bas jante hai k woh shayad pehle NGO mein hi rehti thi. ( No NK. I have only met her once for some work about NGO. All I know is she used to stay in NGO)
NK: Komalji, NGO mein rehti thi? ( Komal used to stay in NGO?)
Anjali: Suna toh wahin hai. Hum ngo se pata kar lenge unke bare mein aap chitna mat kijye. Fir aap impress kar dena unhe. ( that is what I have heard. I will find out more about her from the ngo. Then you impress her)
NK: thanks di. You are the best. ..........
Arnav: Khushi you are comfortable na ? I can postpone this shoot if you are not feeling well.
Khushi: I am fit and fine. See I look so beautiful in these clothes
Arnav was going to appreciate her beauty when somone else spoke his mind.
Rohan: Beautiful. Sexy. Sensational
Arnav got super jealous seeing the photographer saying such words for his wife.
Khushi; Thank you Rohan ji.
Khushi would normally call any guy bhaiya. But she knew it was bothering Arnav. She wanted to have some fun.
Rohan: But kuch missing hai. Something is missing.
Arnav looks at Khushi and realises it immediately.
Arnav: She is not wearing footware.
Rohan: ohh yes. Khush didn't the costume guy give you footware.
Khushi: Rohanji. They gave but I cannot wear it.
Rohan: Why are the small? Or did you not like it?
Arnav: Because she is pregnant you duffer she cannot bend down to secure the strap.
Rohan: Sorry Khushiji. Let me help you.
Arnav eye grew wide on this man's audacity.
Arnav: No. She is my wife and I can take care of her.
Arnav quickly moves towards Khushi. Bending to make her wear her footware.
Arnav: And while we are at it Mr. Rohan Shah she is Mrs Raizada for you.
Rohan got scared seeing ASR fuming so badly. Knowing he had crossed a limit. He quickly moves to his camera.
Rohan: Ofcourse ASR. Mrs. Raizada when ever you are ready we can start.
Arnav moves away satisfied that noone will lay eyes on his wife anymore.
Khushi poses confidently for her pictures. Once they have all the pictures she drags Arnav into the frame.
Arnav: Khushi what are you doing?
Khushi: Rohan Bhaiya. Can you click some pictures of both of us together? Just for our personal collection.
Rohan: Sure Khushiji... I mean Mrs. Raizada
Arnav smiles to her and says in mumbled voice.
Arnav: Khushi. I love you.
Khushi: I know you. I love you too. But now lift me up.
Arnav: what???
Khushi: for the photo let's pose na were you have me in your arms
Arnav: Khushi you cannot be serious
Khushi: But you always lift me in your arms
Arnav: yes bt you are atleast 10kg plus your normal weight.
Khushi: ( tearing up) Are you calling me fat?
Arnav: No I am calling you pregnant. Even if I manage to lift you I might drop you.
Khushi: You don't love me anymore.
Khushi leaves the studio in tears. Everyone looks at Arnav in confusion.
Arnav: Mood swings you see.
Arnav immediately runs behind her.
Arnav: Khushi wait. Aacha I am sorry I shouldn't have called you heavy. It's just that I am scared I might drop you. You are like a porcelain doll right now. I swear I had no other intention. I swear I will do anything to make it up to you.
Khushi is not listening to him. She has eyes on a road side vendor selling pani puri.
Khushi: Gol gappe
Arnav: Gol gappe??
Khushi: Hume gol gappe khane hai
She rushes to the vendor.
Arnav: Khushi careful. Yeh ladki pagal kar degi mujhe.
........
Uncle uncle. Can you help me
NK looks back at a sweet little girl with chubby cheeks looking at him with pleading eyes.
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NK: Ya baby. Tell me what help do you need.
Baby: My hair is stuck on this door knob. Can you please help me free it.
NK looks at her thick curly hair that is stuck in the knob. He gulps thinking he might make a bigger mess.
NK: Baby. You stay here I will get some aunty for help.
Baby: No. Please it is paining alot. Please help me.
With this she starts to cry.
NK: No don't cry please I will help you.
NK: Devi maiyan help please.
Slowing he starts to untangle each flic. Sometimes the girl would flinch in pain and Nk would genty console her. After gentle attempts and what seemed like an infinity he was able to free the girl. She got so elated that she hugged him tightly and planted a sweet kiss on his cheek.
Baby: Thank you so much.
Before NK could react the girl ran away. He could help bt smile at her.
NK: Such sweet girl. I hope Komal and I have such a daughter.
As if God was in a hurry to hear his request. Komal appears from a cabin. The girls rushes to her
