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Author's POV

" Okay mom.........yeah.....sure mom.......hmmm ok....haan.. " priya was walking here and there on balvir while nodding at her mom's instructions about taking care of hers and her baby's.

It's been an hour since Arjun left saying that he has some work outside.

After getting fresh up priya thought to call her mom and inform her about the hospital visit for a scan.

The mother and daughter talked about some random things and day to day life events, where Nadhiya begun to give instructions for initial stages of pregnancy.

" Ok mom....i won't do any heavy work and by the way your son-in-law isn't even letting me do so stop worrying about me, and tell me. Are you coming to meet me ? Priya asked, playing with her fingers on the relay of their room balcony.

Hearing the other side of her mom's answer, Priya smiled in enthusiasm. " Okay then I'll tell him to book your flight ticket for next week " said priya still smiling.

Priya nodded for something which her mom said and said " mom.......do take care of yourself too...... love you mom.....by..... " saying this priya ended the call being satisfied with the mother daughter moment.

Placing her both hands on the relay of balcony priya leaned on it and looked at the sky with some determination in her eyes.

The midday sky looked so satisfying with some clouds forming here and there, just like her own self. She is happy and satisfied with whatever she has now, yet some things are unsure just like the passing clouds.

It's not like she didn't notice the changing expressions of the doctor watching the baby on screen while scanning, nor did she ignore Arjun's unusual behaviour after having the private conversation with the doctor, and along with his lame excuses when she asked him what the issue was.

It's not like she didn't notice all these.

She did.

She doesn't know what is exactly going to happen, but she knows only one thing, whatever it may be, it will pass too.

She is happy and she wants to believe it, yet some negative Vibes aren't letting her do that. Sometimes she will just brush off those thoughts thinking that she is overthinking about every small thing.

And now also she did the same, pushing away all her thoughts she went inside leaving a long sigh.

Walking into their room, Priya's eyes fall on the photo on the opposite wall. It was Arjun's teenage photo, in which his half grown up beard and moustache looked so adorable on him. His both cheek lines were showing few red pimples marks, yet his beautiful smile covered all that teenager stuff.

Whenever she looks at this photo of him, she remembers hers and his love story and how it started. It gives her a different level of satisfaction that she got married to the man who's her first love.

Because now-a-days it's rare to get married to the person you fall for the first time, or the first time you fall for a person.

Looking at his photo she smiled, priya felt an urge to talk with him at the moment.

She had second thoughts of what if he's busy with work and priya didn't want to distract him , but again her inner voice was continuously telling her to talk to him. Now.

Without wasting a minute priya took her phone and called him.

She expected him to pick her call at the first ring itself, because he always picks her call before even ending the first ring no matter what the situation is or how busy he is.

But disappointment hit her when she realised he didn't pick her call after four full rings, it was strange, yet she convinced herself saying that he must be engrossed in work.

"Call me back whenever you are free and don't skip your lunch. '' she sent a text message to him.

Within second she got a reply from him saying "okay"

So, the phone is in his hands only yet he didn't pick my call, priya was having a self war on why he didn't pick her call, and why he's replying to her in text instead he could have just called her.

Sometimes overthinking mind can be a curse too other than being creative and futuristic.

Chewing her inner cheeks, she looked here and there to divert her mind, because she didn't want to feel bad and spoil her own mood by overthinking for nothing. Because it will affect the baby too. One of the pregnancy advice that her mom gave her a few minutes back.

Walking out of the room, priya went to the kitchen to have something spicy and sore as per her carving.

Taking out a few raw mangoes from the fridge , she cut them into pieces after washing them.

Sprinkling a few pinches of salt and chilli powder, priya went to their bedroom taking the mango plate along with a glass of orange juice.

Spicy and sore Mangoes with orange juice ? Isn't it Her crazy carvings?

Sitting in Indian style on bed, priya began to have the Mangoes pieces one by one.

Her annecy felt flew away as she ate those Spicy and sore Mangoes with orange juice. In just a few seconds she ate all the pieces.

Matching the last piece of mango with a satisfactory smile she put the plate on the table beside bed.

And lay down leaving a long sigh, nowadays she gets easily tired without doing anything just like now.

Once again glancing at her phone screen she made sure that Arjun did not make a call to her yet, he will call me back once he's free. Thinking this way priya closed her eyes to take some rest as she is already feeling sleepy. thanks to her husband who didn't let her sleep last night. Few calm breaths and priya was already asleep.

After few hours

It was past seven in the evening when Priya opened her eyes due to some noise.

Slowly opening her both eyes one by one priya looked around while still sleeping. After a few seconds of scanning the whole room she realised that someone was knocking on the door.

She was shocked to know the time , it was 7:25 in the evening, she couldn't believe that she slept for so long.

Getting up from bed priya rushed to the main door adjusting her frizzy hairs behind her ears.

Priya rubbed her palms over her face to get rid of the sleepy look, and opened the door.

Obviously it's Arjun,

She smiled seeing him but her smile vanished as soon as she eyed him from top to bottom. He wasn't in his senses, his half open eyes were looking at her as if he saw something so pathetic in her. his top two shirt buttons were opened showing little bit of his chest part where she can clearly see her hickey marks which he got from her at last night make out session, his always well combed hairs were now messy, he looked like drenched in rain because his shirt was wet and out of sweat with some creases.

Slowly analysing him priya's eyes fell on the person beside him who was holding him onto his shoulder and waist to prevent him from galli down as arjun was almost on the verge of being knocked out. He was drunk. That too for the first time.

Priya widened her eyes out of shock recognising who is that person standing beside arjun.

"Nithya ? " Priya blurred out. I'm confused and shocked.

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How's it ?

Anyone remember Nithya ? If not then read chapter-6