'I lost myself inside her world,
she found herself inside of mine,
we loved
this game of hide and seek.'

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Anusha’s POV

“Breathe in”
I heard the sound of deep inhalation

“And, breathe out”
followed by a long exhalation

Eyes closed, legs crossed, back straight, I’ve been repeating these yoga sessions now for about six months already.

If you didn’t already figure then here I’m meditating, I’ve been told that I need to keep my heart rate to normal as it’s fluctuating more often these days, I’m getting anxious and hormonal.

Whatever I’m eating, watching, wearing and even writing is being watched by none other than Mr Khanna itself.

He is like a hawk on duty- Bebe’s words not mine.

He is reading more natal care books than me, our nursery is already all stalked with toys and other necessities and still filling.

I’m not complaining though, it’s really a turn on when you watch your man doing all these.

  Right now in I’m doing my regular yoga in the balcony, it’s 7 am in the morning, I and my instructor less dietician less friend of a yoga teacher is helping me out.
Rachita was my batch-mate in school and now my yoga instructor. We have been doing these yoga sessions from my first trimester now. I stopped working a month ago.

“Well, we are done for today.” She said rubbing her palms together and keeping them on her eyes, I followed.

“How about a tea then?” I asked once I was done.

“Of course” and then she chuckled, “A tea for me and a glass full of milk for you.”

Sure you will exaggerate.

I grumbled some colourful words and called Malika didi, my maid, asked her to get us our drinks and snacks.

Rachita helped me getting up from my place and escorted me to the tables in the balcony for our morning tea and of course milk! You don’t need to remind me.

“Where’s Siddharth today? He is always here by this time.”

“He came late last night, was attending some business meeting near Manesar. Might be up by now” I said peeking inside the house to look at the wall clock in the living room.

“Hmm” she nodded and Malika Didi brought our snacks.

Malika Didi was earlier working in my mother’s house and now she is working here in our home, for my help of course. Perks of pregnancy.

We chatted for a while and then her phone ringed, call from her home, her child demands her presence.

“It’s her first day at school, I should go now. Bye.”

“Bye!”

Malika Didi escorted her to the door and I remained glued to my chair- again perks of being pregnant and that too with twins- bigger belly than usual.

My life has changed a lot, not talking about my weight though.

I think I don’t need to mention it again and again but this is some strange feeling every time whenever I replay our first encounter with each other. Never have I ever thought my world would turn like this.

Husband- Love- Kids- Romance, were the last topics on my list of doings in life, now are my priorities.

Everything is related to him and us. From the moment I wake up in the morning to the moment I fall asleep at night.

I might sound cheesy but this is what it is.

He accompanies me to my appointments regularly, without failure- well I’m in this condition because of him itself. The idiot father of my unborn twins.

Watch it, only I call him that!

It’s 7:45 already he must be coming down-

And just then I was thinking about him, the sound of culprit’s footsteps descending down the steps came, soon followed by his stature.

Just like I imagined, hair all ruffled, eyes still droopy, lips moving over each other, over and over, hands so busy scratching his nape, t-shirt as if he is wearing it sideways- was turned to his sides and his sweats only supported by half of his hips, moping the floorings.

My sleepy culprit!

He came home last night late and all hungry- not for food to mention the least. Didn’t sleep well himself and not let me either.
Not like I’m getting too much sleep anyways, I’m having sleepless nights often- perks of pregnancy!

He met my eyes and offered me a toothy grin, still scratching his nape and now the top of his head. I eyed him near his pants, understanding what I meant he tugged them up. Looking at him, I’m still in doubt he brushed.

Only if Malika Didi has seen it!

He walked up to me and kissed me on the lips, “Good morning, sexy!”

I chuckled, well his breathe smells just fine and all minty, so he brushed,
“Good morning, sleepy!”

Dragged his chair near mine and sat down on it with his head resting on my shoulder, he yawned.

“I told you to sleep, last night.”

He lifted his head up and looked at me smirking,
“Why? Are you tired?”

“I’m not the who is yawning and walking all zombie,” I said batting my eyelids.

“I would never say ‘NO’ to satisfy your needs, you know.” He said kissing me on my lips before I could reply.

His head moved back to its earlier position on my shoulder and hand to pick an Oreo from the plate resting on the table.
I shook my head and then my eyes moved to the glass of white hell kept in front of me,

“Malika Didi.”

“Right away!” came her instant reply.

Within the blink of an eye one more glass was in front of us.

He promised!

“Oh come on, when will you start liking it?”

“Never! Thank you, Didi.” I looked at him then thanked her, with that she went back inside to cook lunch probably.

He groaned but picked up the glass instead, handed one to me and then took one for himself.

I eyed the still half-empty glass- well half full you optimistic people, and took it near my mouth, the smell makes me gag.

He looked at me and then the glass in my hand, rolling his eyes, he held the base and made me gulp along with him.

Once done I handed him the glass and he kept both of ours on the table with a faint thud.

Turned to me smiling and wiped my mouth with his thumb, “I don’t know why you girls hate milk so much! Sunidhi, Ayusha and you too, why?”

I shrugged, “How can you like something like milk either?”

This time he shook his head.

“Come I’ll take you inside.”
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Siddharth’s POV

I was home till late today because of my overtime yesterday at work.

We slept late, not to mention the reason. My craving for her would never suffice- I just can’t get enough.

Not complaining here.

After making sure she had lunch then a glass of milk- again, and tugging her to bed for a nap I came to the office for a check.

No matter how tempting the offer to stay on the bed with her was. I have other responsibilities too, much to my dismay.

Once she completes her second trimester she will be moving to live with her mother till the date arrives, I don’t know how I will survive those days.
Every time I look at her, my mind screams to wrap her up and kiss her lips, nothing less obviously more. She will always be wanted by this side.

I entered the office like my usual and made a straight bee-line to my cabin.

Time passed just like that doing a few of arrangements for the next project and taking regular check-ins for the current projects my day spent and the clock struck 6:30 in the evening, soon.

My phone ringed and by looking at the caller id I grinned, my eyes moved to my P.A, Mrs Sharma, standing in front of me arranging files on my table and taking some of them with her,
“You can answer the call, Sir, I will be leaving now.” she smiled at me and moved out.

She might have guessed whose call this is by my smile, which I’m doing too much since Anusha walked into my life.

“Can’t live without me, I see?”

“Fat chance! I need you…like right now.”

“I want you too!” I heaved a huge sigh

“Mr Khanna I said I need you, not I-I… want you” she whispered the last part angrily.

“Really? But I heard you screaming otherwise.” I smiled.

“You heard it all wrong then, Mr Khanna your presence is required with me right away.” I heard some shuffling from the other side

“Sure. But say those magical words first”

I demanded and picked up my bag and moved out of my cabin, nodding back at few employees and eyeing Dad’s cabin making sure he left as he said.

“Siddharth… come home” she replied shyly

“Still shy wifey! I see.” I teased

“Siddha…”

“You are not shy when we make lo…”
I continued to press but she cut me off,

“Siddharth, Bebe’s home!”

“And the phone is on speaker, Majnu. I’ll tell you those three magical words.” Bebe’s voice boomed teasingly

“Paripona Bebe” I wished half-heartedly, can’t this woman let me continue, I was having some turn on conversation with my wife.

“Change in tone, I see…” Bebe mocked, laughter boomed on the other line

I pressed my lips in annoyance of being embarrassed, wonder what Anusha’s expression would be like right now, she must have turned completely red, from her nose to her ears, all fiery, and rubbing her forehead continuously.

“Come fast and no need to rush, we are just talking about your future babies and stuff…”

“Hanji Bebe”

“I’m handing the phone back to your wife now, with speaker off of course” she laughed once again

I made a face starting the car and connecting my phone to it,
“Hello” came her shy reply

“Speaker’s off right?”

“yes”

“good! I don’t trust her at all, neither do I like her.” I said shaking my head and stopping the car on a traffic light.

“I don’t like you either, you donkey.” came Bebe’s biting reply

“I knew it, you were lying.”

“Whatever!” then I heard some more shuffling

“Hello! No one’s here now and the speaker’s off too” came my wife’s voice whispering.

“Where are you?”

“In the kitchen alone. Everyone’s out.”

“I asked you som…” she cut me off again

“I love you so so much! Now come home I’m dying to hug you.”

“I think I would like that,” I replied grinning to myself

“How are my angels doing?”

“Angels… Your kids are doing just fine, and are asking for their father. What do you think I should reply?”

“Tell them Dad will be home in a breath and that too with their favourite ice-cream” I heard her giggle.

“Nothing for their mother?” she asked

“The whole Dad belongs to the mother, but still if she wants something I can get that for her too.”

“I think she can live with that.”

“Think?”

“Believe!”

“Hundred per cent?”

“Thinking again I doubt…”

I laughed and imagined her biting her lip to hide her shy smile, sitting in front of me.
“I love you,” I said

“I love you more, come soon. Bye!” before she could hang up I heard coos on the other line, that means they were eavesdropping.

Well few things never change!

Not like I want them too.

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'They were homesick for someone, they had not yet met.'
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Just like I promised.
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With love
Ankita ♥