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"Ladies and gentlemen, for the first time in the history of Toronto Music Carnival, it's a tie. So, everyone have a grip on yourself to know the name of the winner. And they are - Mr. Ishaan Riteish Malik. Please come upon the stage ,sir. "

Soon, the day of Toronto International Awards came, Ishan's parents were so proud of him. Vyom hugged him and he went up the stage not before seeking blessings from his parents. Ishan was even curious to know the second winner, who broke his record.

" Now, its time to unveil the name of the second winner, who is at par with our winner of consecutive 5 years. They are none other than ' J.R Classical Popsters', the youtube channel that created ruckus in the music industry. Please, welcome Dr. Jia kapoor and Dr. Aggarwal."

Ishan was shook to the core. He was comtemplating the words of the host, when the love of his life entered the main hall, wearing a red fluffy gown.

There was an increasing commotion on the main gate. Kshiraj, Zara, Rohit, Mishka, Ronnie and their family members were looking at her in shock. She looked radiant with her pregnancy glow.

Jia received the award, as she looked at Ishan, and others, she smiled.

" Many Many Congratulations, sir and Congratulations Miss Jia. So, everyone of us want to know more about you and your partner. So, Could you tell us something ?"

" Our journey started 5 months back. Me and my best friend joined hands to start this music channel and now, the appreciation we get is much more than what we expected. And, sorry I don't know her name. Weird, isn't it? But, it's true. I call her Riyu.. She is a sweet angel who stood by me in my dark times. Even my family, friends and my husband, Mr. Ishan Malik were my constant motivation."

" We would love to hear something from both of you, how about a duet? Well, our people will love it, as we all got to know that you both are husband and wife. So Please, the stage is yours."

Upon their constant request, they together sang a beautiful song but the untold words conveyed between them, through their eyes were painful. Jia started Aayat song, and was accompanied by Ishan, who sang ' Photograph' .

{ Listen, the above video...}

There Jia played Riyu's music record. It was an amazing choir.

They sat on the car. All were looking at Jia, she told, " What?"

" When all these happened?" Her mother in law asked her.

" Maa, I told you right, I have made two new Friends, they are amazing singers and they requested me to sing with them. To which, I agreed." She explained.

" So, these days Jia is making friends without knowing their names, Interesting!!" Vyom laughed at her.

" Bhai, It's not like that we met in such a circumstances that I felt she is that best friend, I always wanted. I don't feel being with another person, but I feel like I am with my sister. She is really amazing person and a great cook, too." She kept on rambling, and stopped as she saw Vyom smiling slightly, thinking something.

" Bhai..." She tried to gain his attention while shaking his shoulder, but he was in no mood to come out of his Dreamland.

" Uhm.. so, what does your friend do?" Vyom asked her in a vivid tone.

All this while, Ishan was listening to them keenly, actually he became interested as his brother asked what he wanted to ask her.

" Is this friend of her that diamond hub guy?", He thought.

" Bhai, His name is Niel. He is an IPS officer." Jia replied with a smile, thinking about his stupid, overprotective friend cum brother. Suddenly, she heard a bone cluttering sound, as if someone fisted his hand tightly.

" Oh, why don't you call him to our house one day?" Her mother in law spoke up, as Jia was looking at an extremely angry Ishan.

" Yes Maa, and I have another friend too." She was speaking with an enthusiastic tone.

" Another boy?" Ishan thought while grinding his teeth. Jia was enjoying his bitter face, when suddenly she felt nauseous.

" Bhai, stop the car." As she said, Vyom hurriedly padded the break, bringing the car to a abrupt halt.

Opening the door, she threw up everything she had inside. Urmilla, her mother in law was constantly patting her back while holding her long sprawling hair.

" See, you don't listen to me and neglect your health. That is why, you must be having acidity. Let us reach home, I will make sure to feed you double dinner. I will see, how you dodge your meals." Urmilla kept saying with worry.

Ishan gave her water to wash her face and then, he wiped her face dry. He blew a newspaper infront of her to calm her sense, and asked her to take deep breaths.

" It's okay. Lay your back on the car seat." Changing his seat with Urmilla, Ishan sat holding her ill wife.

" Vyom, why are you smiling, you said advise her take proper meals?" Urmilla nudged her elder son, seeing him smiling. They soon started their journey again.

They reached a hotel, and as they were ascending the stairs, Jia tossed a bit, but Ishan handled her carefully.

Urmilla asked Vyom to check her once, seeing her weak state. He just shrugged and said, "What to check, Maa?", that made Urmilla to smile, as she thought so for once. Jia was blushing too...

Ishan was looking at them in sheer confusion. Vyom hugged him hard and congratulated him.

He asked a stupid question to him, "She is ill, why are you congratulating me?" Vyom smacked his head.

" I don't believe, this dumbo is going to be a father." His expression took rapid changes from shook to surprised to super happy. He looked at Jia for confirmation and she nodded shyly.

He was genuinely happy and had tears in his eyes.

Vyom went away to his room holding Sanju in his arms, while Urmilla followed him, handling Anju between her arms. They left the couple to celebrate their happy news together, after the share of ordeals they have already faced.

Ishan was searching for the changes in her body, gazing at her intently. He still couldn't believe that it was true.

Jia turned to go upstairs, to reach the room but was taken aback by the sudden movement that drew her whole body up the ground.

Spontaneously, her arm circled his neck. Ishan entered their room. He carefully placed her on the bed. He sat on the ground infront of her, on his knees.

Placing his hand on her visibly flat belly, he asked her, " Why didn't you tell me, that you are_"

" How can I say someone anything when he is too busy to even call me back?" She rudely spatted, while cutting him off in the middle.

She took her clothes out of the bag and went into the bathroom have a shower.

" Wait, I am coming." Ishan rushed inside the bathroom before she could say anything.

" I will turn to the other side, you shower peacefully, Please" Ishan didn't want to leave her alone, so he stayed there.

Drying her body with a towel, she wrapped it around her body. She wore her trousers and was about to wear her shirt, when her leg slipped.

" Are you okay?" Ishan asked her, while holding her in his arms. Seeing her bare front, he stood hypnotized.

His hand went over to her slightly pumped up belly like it had a brain of its own. His palm caressed her round belly and a moan slipped her lips at the contact of his hand on her bare,sensitive skin. She was thrilled.

Unbolting her eye lashes, she saw the eyes of Ishan clouding with desire. He was controlling himself hard.

Shielding her bare body from his view through her crossed arms, she wore the shirt under his scrutinised gaze. She lay her heavy body on the bed. A minute later, she felt someone massaging her swollen ankles with oil. She felt immense relief.

" It's three months, isn't it?" His voice was like a breath to her thirsty lungs, that she longed from long back.

"Yes." Was all she could answer him. There was a silence prevailing in the room except for the sound of the hand rubbing against a feet, but it was a soothing and comfortable one. A silence where emotions were roaring to overpower one another, a silence in which heart wanted to speak till it emptied all its hidden feelings.

After a long silence, Jia felt Ishan unbuttoning her shirt buttons. She held his hand to stop him, but he didn't stop. Throwing away the shirt on the other direction, he kissed her slightly plump abdomen, their little creation that was yet to come out.

Putting the pillow next to her stomach, he slept caressing Jia's baby bump and holding her hand tightly in his.

Unlocking happiness of their life, they slept but it was still enigmatic to them, if they will ever again come back to being normal with each other.
In the meanwhile, Jia's thoughts wandered over the last heart-jerking 15 days.

10 days back:

" See, Mrs. Jia Ishan Malik, It won't take me long to get your Ishan soon." A girl spoke while smiling devilishly over the phone.

" In your dreams." Jia shouted at her. She was shaking with anger on her nonsense talks and text from last 10 days. Having enough of her, she threw the phone breaking it into several pieces.

She curled up in a corner, crying her eyes out. Her soul was draped with sadness and insecurities. Her conscience was yelling at her not to trust these foolish news reporters and that devil Laila, but her poor heart was searching for his love that seemed too far from her. She called her only friend, Riyu asking her to come over.

" Riyu, please come here,na." She said in a low tone before disconnecting the call.

Riyu was shocked to see her 'all drained up' condition. She hugged her petite figure and consoled her. Wiping her tears, she kissed her hair.

" What's the matter?" She asked her softly, as if handling a cranky child.

" See this, That laila is sending me all these. I don't believe this." Jia whispered between her hiccups.

" You know what, you are looking like a scared kitten. Okay, if you don't believe her why are you crying?" She asked her with amusement dancing in her eyes.

" I don't know. But, I hate Ishan so much, he doesn't love me now." She complained.

" Aww, see how cute you are looking. Now, wipe your tears and tell me everything from the beginning. Then I have a two news for you." Riyu told her.

Never in her life, she felt such relief as she felt after emptying her entire thoughts upfront her new friend. Sighing, she looked at her and motioned her to continue.

" That's all about our messed up relation. I am really tired of his mood swings. God, I am pregnant but his mood swings are bizarre." Riyu laughed seeing her dramatic expressions.

" Stop laughing, and tell me the news you brought for me." Jia sounded like an enthusiastic kid.

Smiling at her, Riyu replied promptly, " Our youtube channel is nomited for Toronto International Music Awards. Congratulations."

" Wow. Congratulations you too.And the other news?" she smiled while asking.

" My work tenure here is over, I need to go back to Bihar tomorrow." Hearing this, Jia was in tears.

" Oh, Don't cry. How many times should I say, its not good for your cute baby. Ok promise me, you won't cry, you will take care of your health, you will call me whenever you need me. I will be just a phone call away. See, now Laila won't even say that you are an ordinary girl after 10 days. I know, we are going to win the award and then, the music industry will be under you, Jia. So, be happy and rock the stage that day. " Riyu made her understand everything.

Jia nodded and hugged her. Suddenly she held her hand, " Riyu, I am hungry. Make gajar halwa for me, Please."

Riyu was cooking and Jia kept rambling everything in her heart while sitting on the kitchen slab. After the food was ready, Riyu drove away to her apartment.

It was at that time, her parents reached home. She was again pushed back to her depressed state seeing her broken phone as she lost her friend's number too, that was the only to communicate with her. She felt hollow once again.

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" Jia, wake up. Jia..." Ishan was tensed seeing tears in the eyes of his love.

Nudging her arm once again, she saw Jia opening her eyes. He was taken aback as she suddenly wrapped her arms around his waist and clinged to him.

He felt her sitting again. He said, " Sleep, Jia." in his sleepy tone. But, she still sat as if she wanted something.

He too rose up to see her, "Do you need something?"

" Uhm.. Y-e-es, I mean no." She said hesitantly, Ishan knew something was wrong with her behaviour lately.

" Tell me, if you want something." He asked again assuring her.

" No-no.." She denied again.

Taking her in his arms, he again laid down.

" Jia, sleep. Otherwise, tell me if you want anything." He was irritated now.

For a moment, his face became grey as he felt her delicate lips capturing his rough ones.

" I want you." She whispered as her head was downcasted and her face was red with embarrassment.

6 months later

Ishan woke up to drink water and saw it was 3 a.m. As he turned his face to the other side, he saw it was blank.

" O God!! This girl!" He sighed and strolled towards the kitchen, only to see his wife licking mango-ice cream from her fingers, sitting on the kitchen slab.

" I will eat more. I don't wanna sleep, Ishan. Put me down." She was continuously yelling at him as he swept her off her feet and was leading her to their bedroom.

" I told you na, you won't eat ice cream at night. You are suffering from cold, and it's not good for your and our baby's health. Be a good girl." He tried to make her understand.

" No, I will eat. You go, who are you to say me anything?" She shouted near his ears.

He held her more tightly and then placed her on the bed softly. " Please, Jia. Do it for me." he said, while caressing her cheek.

He didn't know that his words killed her temptation to have ice cream but, her temptation to have him replaced it.

" What? Want me?" Ishan laughed at her red face. Slapping his chest, Jia slept holding her bulged belly.

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" Yes sir, I will reach there by tomorrow. ..yes sir." As Jia lifted her body from slumber, rubbing her eyes she heard Ishan talking to someone.

She moved out of the bed and was about to ask him about the same, when Ishan spoke, " Jia, I need to ..". Jia stopped him halfway, knowing what was about to come.

Ishan started packing, he wanted to stay with her at this crucial time, but he just couldn't as it was something, that he can't dodge off easily.

" Papa will come soon, baby." In this sentence, he was not only assuring his child, but also ensuring his wife and his own heart.

Asking his parents and brother to take care of her, he went away.

Everyone was there for her, but she missed the two most loved individuals of her life.

She was missing Riyu terribly, like she never did in the span of 6 months.

" Beta, will you just be at home for sometime alone? We will just come from the nearby temple." Urmilla told her. She nodded at her and kept sitting there in the balcony, letting the reddish orange rays of the sun kiss her body.

A rude contraction hit her hard, and she fell back in slight ache. Fumbling her hand on the table to get her phone, she fell down.

" Ishan." she cried out. As her hand reached the phone, she typed a very familiar number and dialed, unknown to her it was her dearest friend's number.

On the other hand, Riyu had just reached Uttarakhand a day back for a get together with her friends.

As she saw an unknown number displaying on her phone, she thought to end it but, thought against it.

Picking up the call she said, " Hello, Sorry but I couldn't recognise you."

" Riyu, come fast to Malik Mansion." Jia told hurriedly, she knew she won't be able to hold it till too long.

Hearing her voice, Riyu curveted the car towards the Malik Mansion in full speed and reached in just 10 minutes. She dashed inside and directed her into the car, leaving a note about the same on the table.

Jia was led inside the labour room. It has been 2 hours. Her family has already reached. She is still dealing with excruciating pain.

" Come on, Jia. You can do it." Riyu keeps on motivating her.

Finally, the room was vibrating with tiny Jishan's wailings. Urmilla took the Jishan from the doctor's arm and kissed his tiny hands.

" Thank you so much." Ishan kissed her forehead as he just reached.

kissing his son for once, he went away with a smile on his face. He knew he won't be able to come back before 3 months and it would be too careless of him to take them with him, when he would be too busy in his work to take care of them.

On the opposite view, Jia is angry on Ishaan for not postponing his work as she arises to her sense. She gets extremely delighted on handling their little creation in her arms.

Her soul of sorrow gladdens with vibrant colours seeing her little one's charming smile even though his eyes were closed. She kissed him lightly and made him wear her thin silver chain.

Both Ishaan and Jia are tossing in the days of happiness on their little one's arrival. It's just left there to see, what can change their equations and what is actually holding them back from reconciling.

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