... Kabir...

I was a father of two what could be more better? I wiped my tears away as I walked out of the labour room.  I knew Preet will fight this, she had to.  After a while of waiting Anya came out informing us that Preet was currently stable but her condition could lapse any moment if she doesn't wake up in the next 24 hours which can be even harmful for the babies because for once they were premature and Secondly they needed their mothers warmth and care. I walked in the room Preet was shifted along with the kids while the rest of our family waited out.  Walking in I moved towards my wife and kissed her forehead.  After which I glided to our kids picking them up in my arms feeling blessed.

Both my kids had their mothers hair colour and my eyes. My princess opened her eyes a little and gave me the biggest smile she could which filled my heart with joy on how she resembled her mother.

It had been two hours, Preet was still unconscious,  and the kids were asleep. My family and friends had tried to get me to eat and rest but going against each one of them I sat next to Preet. I couldn't go anywhere, I stayed to talk to her,  to beg her to wake up. I wanted to be the first person she sees when she opens her eyes. I didn't need food,  I didn't need rest.  I didn't need anyone to take care of me,  I just wanted to be there for my wife. And when those brown eyes finally opened giving me a bright smile. I sighed in relief.  The first thing she asked about was our kids.  This was my wife,  everything and everyone before herself.  I motioned towards the crib letting her know they were fine. She tried sitting but her pain didn't let her.
Even after getting a earful she had a smile on her lips. She meant the world to me and the best part was she knew that.  Abhi and Anya turned up to check on her and congratulate her while the rest of our family decided to freshen up.  She was busy talking with Abhi as I walked away to our kids

I recounted to the nightmare  she'd put me through but to be honest it was all worth it. Every second I'd Waited and prayed and willed myself for Preet to come back to us and to stay forever.
I wanted to kiss her, to throttle her for driving me crazy,  to hold her and collapse in relief,  and that is the moment I felt her hand on my shoulder.  I immediately turned around hugging her being careful about her fragile state. I made her swear that she'd never do this to me again,  I thanked her for coming back to me until I was a blabbering mess.
It is when she tip toed pecking my forehead wishing me my birthday.  She promised me that she won't try to harm herself and save the world again.  I was glad to hear it because I had literally lost all my patience. But we'll see how long that promise lasts knowing Preet.
After a while everyone were in Preet's room playing with the kids while our parents were busy giving warnings to Preet.
Aryan was sitting next to Preet side hugging her.  Both the sibling did not exchange a word but they knew what the other had been through.  Somewhere I wished both my kids to have a similar bond.
While talking Aryan asked Preet,
"Have you thought about the names?"
Preet looked at me and smiled.
"He'll name them. " she answered.
"This is not fair,  why only the father?" somebody piped in.  We turned towards the door from where Lavanya entered followed by Rishabh and Karam who were holding many bags.
"Exactly! " Kavya supported Lavanya.

"Then lets do one thing,  Bhabhi will name our champ,  and bhai will give our princess a name"  Kashish said. Preet looked up to me just to make sure I was fine with it and I nodded.  Kavya then passed the boy to Preet.

"Abeer,  Abeer Singh Malhotra. " Preet Named him making me smile.  Everyone applauded her for the choice of name.  Immediately everyone turned towards me as Papa placed our Princess in my hands.
" Araj,  Araj Kaur Malhotra. "
As if on cue the entire room erupted in cheers and wishes. 
Later in the evening  We had to cancel my birthday party since I wasn't ready to move away from my wife and kids even though Preet begged me to attend it. This was by far the best birthday ever,  with the best birthday gifts by my beautiful wife.
Later at night Preet practically threatened me to go home and rest or else she wouldn't take her medicines.  Having no other way I left for home with the others while Aryan decided to stay the night.

.... PREET..  

Looking at the moon through my window I wished that he was there with me to see it. Little did I know
Somewhere else he wished the same.
This was the reason I smiled to the fullest as I felt two muscular arms hugging me from the back. I tilted my face just to see his.  I pulled apart because I had warned him to stay at home.  He held my wrist and pulled me against himself once again. He gave me sheepish smile hugging me tighter.

There was only silence for a while amongst the room. A comfortable silence.  Even though I was the one who had sent him home to rest for the night he knew how much I missed him.  Enjoying the solace I leaned on him after a while I felt wet on my shoulder.  I immediately turned around to find him in tears. 
"Kabir, My baby what's wrong? " I asked cupping his face and wiping his tears.

"Thank you Preet, thank you!" he replied instantly pulling me back in his embrace.  He almost broke down to sobs and it was killing me. I made him sit on the couch in my hospital room and knelt in front of him.  It did give me an ache but at that moment I ignored it.  I forwarded him the glass of water.  Wiping his tears again I kissed his forehead to which he smiled a bit.

I held both his hands firmly in mine and again asked the reason of his sudden breakdown. He recalled the moment when he came to know about Namitha, how he fell distant from relations,  then the whole fiasco back in Mumbai.  He recalled every moment where he felt betrayed in relationships even though he had a wonderful family,  he couldn't help but feel out.  At that moment hearing all of this I analyzed how badly scared his heart was.
He noticed my posture and immediately picked me up placing me on his laps almost cuddling.

"And then you came back in my life, I never understood when home became a person from a place to me. Even today when I held both our babies, I felt a sense of contentment,  one like coming back home. A place where I belong. You gave me a family Preet, My family.  You are my home na Preet? You are mine right?  Only mine?" he placed his thoughts in front of me with a pinch of doubt in his words.  I immediately hugged him tight.
"I truly believe, when God made me.  He was really thinking about you. Because I am Destined to be yours. "
He chuckled at my answer and continued,
"Why did you marry me Preet?, you deserved someone better! " he said.  His words were totally opposite to his actions because while talking he hugged me even more tighter if that was possible.

"By leaving the best?"  I whispered my answer.  He broke the hug giving me a smile.

"Marrying you was my best decision,I married you because I wanted to. " I completed.

" Why? " he questioned again.  It was like he was trying to find his own answers through me and if it meant even a bit to him I would happily spent my entire life in this.

" I did not jus want to marry you to wake up to you everyday or be with you forever, I wanted to marry you because marriage is hard,  raising kids is hard. Bills and work and relatives and blending two families and lives is hard, and you're the person I want to go through bad times with. Life is never going to magically be all butterflies and rainbows just because you married your soul mate,  life is hard and I wanted to marry you and love you through every bump in the road.  I wanted to marry you to be your rock through every curve ball and to look at you when  everything is falling apart. I did not want to marry you because it was cute and exciting,  I wanted to marry you because it's real and hard work and a lifetime of ups and downs with you is worth every second of it. " I explained and I could see his confidence resurfacing in his blue eyes. I picked myself up from his lap to look at my babies when he held my wrist and stood up himself.

" You know shortcake, I didn't want to fall in love or need someone.  I really didn't want anything but then my wife came and I started wanting everything." he flirted

"But you're wife has been ready to love her man right from the moment she saw him. " I replied flirting back smiling cheekily.
He returned my smile with one of his own,  cupping my face and kissing my forehead.
He was about to proceed ahead when the cry of our son broke us apart.
"Jealous." he commented which made me laugh as I walked up to him. I picked him up in my arms humming a lullaby.
Kabir walked towards us and picked his princess up kissing her forehead passionately.
This was us.  This was my Family,  a happy family.

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FINALLY.. 
Abeer,  means fragrance and Araj means Prayer in punjabi.
Along with that Singh and Kaur are basically the middle names used in sikhs wherein Singh means lion and Kaur means Princess.

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Lots and lots of love and respect,  Khwaish..