Epilogue

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*9 years later*

Megha ran around the house behind the little brat.

"Akshu! Idhar ruko. Finish kro isse!"

(Stop there. Finish this!)

But the little girl was giggling having fun teasing her mother.

Megha slumped on the couch and sighed.

"Uff ye ladki! Aafat hai!"

(This! Is nuisance!)

Nikhil entered in with his bag in his hands and Akshita squealed loudly and ran to him. Nikhil smiled widely and bend down to catch his daughter in her arms.

"Aapko pata hai aaj maine kya kia?"

(You know what I did today?)

She started telling him as soon as he picked her up.

"Kya kia meri princess ne?"

(What did my princess do?)

Nikhil said tickling her and she squealed and giggled.

"Papa isne meri car tod di."

(Papa she broke my car.)

Came their son's voice. He was glaring at Akshita with his broken car in his hands.

Akshita hid her face in Nikhil's neck as if hiding from her brother.

"Princess?"

Nikhil asked nudging his daughter and she mumbled cutely in his neck.

"Sholly!"

He smiled and kissed her head and then took his son's car saying that he would get him a new one.

He saw Megha glaring at him.

"Bachi hai yaar."

(She is a kid.)

She mimicked him before he could say anything and he chuckled.

Pooja and Shivam were in their office. The two worked in the same place. Shivam never left a chance to find her alone.

Like right now.

"Shivam leave me. Koi dekh lega."

(Someone will see.)

"Toh? Let them. Everyone knows you are my wife."

(So?)

"Shivam! Please achha nhi lagta. Kya sochenge sab."

(It doesn't look good. What will they think.)

"Jo sochenge sochne de. Come on Pooja. Do bachhe hai hamare. Everyone knows how kids are born."

(Let them think whatever they want. We have two kids.)

She gasped and hit his chest and he laughed and kissed her softly making her smile between the kiss.

They were distributed by the ringtone of Pooja's phone and Shivam groaned.

It was a call from their kids' school.

Pooja attended the call and was informed that their son had fell sick and was asking for them to take him home.

They immediately left for school.

"Kya hua? Tabiyat kharab hai mere baby ki?"

(What happened? Is my baby not well?)

Pooja asked cuddling her son to her chest and he snuggled into her and mumbled.

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