It was almost three in the night when Fab4 rushed into the lobby of Apollo Hospital, Mumbai. Mukti immediately ran upto the receptionists asking her for Navya and Cabir.

" Navya Naveli?", she asked between her huffs and the receptionist looked amused. He checked through list and finally turned to see Fab3 had joined her by now.

" She was first taken to emergency ward but just few minutes ago has been shifted to OT 3. Take the first right after getting out the lift on 1st floor.", he said and Fab4 hurried towards the lift, worry laced over their faces. The fact that she has been shifted to operation theatre proved that she was critical and that scared them, given to her current condition.

They took the first right to walk into the lane which had the OT3 at the extreme end. They walked up there to see Cabir sitting on the bench outside, his head leaned back on the headrest with his eyes closed. They could see few drops of tears flowing from his eyes before he lifted his hand to wipe them off.

Mukti being closest to him, ran up to him and took him in a tight hug. Recognising her, Cabir gave in and finally let his tears flow freely. Fab3 too joined them and Cabir let all his pain out.

Seeing Navya in that condition pricked his heart and the only thing he wanted now was, she coming to him, ranting about her Matarani even though it irritated him to the core. The moment when he saw Navya falling from the stairs, the few moments in the car with the constant fear of loosing her, all this made him realise how much importance she held in his life now.

Although he had decided to just help her by giving her a shelter, but it was now that he realised that she has become his HOME. A home, that he was dying for now.

Finally after few moments he calmed down and they broke the hug. " What happened to her Cabir?", Aliya asked with fear as well as concern. From the moment she got to know what her brother had done to that poor soul, she had turned protective towards Navya, although she never let anyone know it. She felt it was her duty to protect her, knowing what her her brother had done to destroy her innocence.

" We were heading out of our house after getting that message from Mukti. I was putting the lock on the door when I heard her scream. She had fallen from the stairs. It was all blood around. It scared me. She became unconscious and I rushed her here. ", Cabir said in a broken voice and others nodded while Aliya side hugged him. " She'll be alright okay? She has fought more difficult battles than this. She'll get through this easily. Relax.", Mukti said and Cabir shook his head in no.

" I know she'll alright physically. The doctor said that. But I'm worried about her emotional wellbeing. She was literally looking forward for this baby. ", he said and palmed his face while others were confused.

" What do you mean?", Dhruv asked and Cabir shook his head before looking up at them.

" She had a miscarriage. The blood loss was immense. They are operating her for that. She lost her baby.", he said lowly leaving everyone shocked and Aliya sat with a thud.

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A car screeched outside Malhotra Mansion taking Neyonika's attention, who immediately got up from the sofa and ran towards the door. There stood the man she had been longing to see from the past 15 years. 15 years it has been since the last time she hugged him. 15 years since the last time she felt his presence. 15 years since she felt safe in his embrace.

She took baby steps towards him as he stood still at the door, taking in her appearance. Oh how much he had missed her in all these years! The lady who always filled up his life with happiness...the lady who was his peace. Seeing her after 15 long years, made tears form at the back of his eyes.

His trance was broken when he felt her hug him tight as she melted in his embrace. His arms were her safe abode and she finally got it. Tears that she had wiped off some time ago, came back to her as she sobbed hard in his arms. He tightened his arms around her as her cries increased.

He tried to break the hug to look at her. But she just held him tight, fearing that he would vanish the moment she left him. The old servants who knew the truth, stood their with moist eyes, witnessing the scene that they had longed to see for so many years. While the new ones just stood there shocked. They had always thought that their Ma'am was a cruel lady and they had never expected her to cry like this, especially in the arms of her husband who they always thought, hated her.

" R..Raj!", came her faint wishper between her cries and he placed a soft kiss on her temple assuring her that he was with her now and that he would never leave her again. He again tried to break the hug but she didn't let him. Finding no other way, he picked her up, it being a little difficult for him given to his age, and walked towards their room, not before instructing Manohar Kaka to get some coffee for them.

Walking up to their room, he found the door locked from outside. A frown took it's place on his forehead as he looked down at Neyonika. He raised his eyebrows asking her about it and she sighed deeply. " I never felt like going in there without you. It suffocated me.", She said slowly and he closed his eyes in pain. Why did all this have to happen and destroy their happiness?

He called for Harish, their loyal servant, to get the keys of their room from Neyonika's drawer. Soon after, Harish opened the lock and he walked inside with Neyonika in his arms. Placing her on the bed, they both looked around the place, remembering their happy moments spent there.
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" Raj! What is this? Can't you keep things in their place atleast for once? How many times I have to tell you?" Neyonika yelled frustratedly at her husband as she hurriedly moved around the room, arranging it. She was folding the towel when she felt two arms wrapping around her waist making her jerk them in anger. The arms again wrapped around her and this time she sighed finally giving up and leaning back on him.

" Why should I bother when I have such a beautiful wife to do that while I get my time to romance?", Raj wishpered hushkily in her ears before kissing it sensuously making her loose herself.

" Ra..j!", she moaned when he sucked her skin on her neck roaming his hands shamelessly on her stomach.

Soon he picked her up and walked up to the bed. And the room once again saw their union as the young couple got lost in their world of passion.
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Raj rushed into the room with a scared face. He was in the office when he got a call from his mother stating that Neyonika had fainted, scaring him.

" Neyo! What happened to you?", he asked worriedly seeing her sitting on the bed leaning onto the headrest. She smiled at him and gestured him to come to her.

" You're okay na? You know how worried I was? I was scared when I heard that you fainted. How many times have I told you to take rest and not exert yourself? I'm there to handle office na? But no! You have to work your ass off there. Can't you for once take care of yourself? Yo....."

" I'm pregnant."

His blabbering came to a halt when he heard her. He took a few moments to process everything and then just hugged her tightly with tears of happiness flowing from his eyes.

" Thank you Thank you so much! I love you Jaan! Thank you for gifting me my world!"

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" Baby say Dad! Say say D_a_d? ", Raj Malhotra chirped in desperation trying to make his son call him with the endearment while Baby Manik sat there giggling at his father's childishness.

" Give him a break Raj. He will speak when he wants. You can't make him do that.", Neyonika who was making the bed said and Raj whined. " He calls you Mom na. Thats why you are so relaxed."  Neyonika shook her head in disbelief seeing him complaining like a child as she finished making the bed and walked up to them.

" Mum...mum...mm...Mum..", Manik blabbered stretching his hands out for her and she smiled widely. " Aww..my Baby. Manu wants to do Ninni now?", she asked as she cradled him in her arms and he relaxed in his mother's warmth. " Mum..mum", he wishpered again making Raj pout and Neyo laughed.

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" Ishh...Raj leave me. Manik is big boy now. What if he comes in?", Neyonika scolded him when he wrapped his arms around her waist, nuzzling in her neck.

" He is my son Neyo. He won't disturb his parent's romance anyway. Even he wants a sister now.", Raj said making Neyo glare. Ignoring her glare, he turned her around and pulled her close to himself inching closer to capture her lips .......... when the door opened with a thud and the 6 year old monster walked in.

" Mom! I wanna sleep here tonight.", he declared, royally ignoring his father's scoff as he stalked off to the bed, dragging Neyonika with him. Neyonika giggled before joining him, as Raj stood there glaring.

But his glare soon turned into an expression of immense satisfaction as he stood there admiring his two lifelines, while Neyo hummed a soft melody in Manik's ears making him sleep.
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" Mumma.......when will my sissy come out?", little Manik whined while caressing Neyonika's 6 month old pregnant belly, as she sat checking his homework.

" 3 months more Manu. Wait for it.", she told him softly and he made a sad pout.

" Waise....how do you know it will be your sissy only? Why not a little bro?", asked little Dhruv who had come over there to study, now sitting beside him writing something on a notebook.

" Because I know its my Mia in there. And you know, when she comes out na, I'll always protect her like Harshad does to Aliya. She'll be my Princess.", Manik said and Dhruv nodded. But Neyonika's heart warmed with happiness her son's love for his sister. She sent a silent prayer to God to fulfil her son's wish.

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" Mia princess? Where are you? Come to Bhai Baby.", Manik called for his little sister who had crawled somewhere into the room hiding his box of crayons. He heard soft giggles from a corner and went there to see ten-months-old Mithila giggling to herself as she drew incoherent patterns on the wall with the crayons she had stolen from her brother.

" What did you do Mia? Mom would be so angry!", Manik rushed to her picking her up and setting her on the bed. " See. You spoilt your frock.Bad girl.", he scolded her, wiping her hands with his napkin. Just then he noticed her chin wobble as her eyes turned teary. He understood that his princess is just a second far from her wailing and took her in a comforting hug.

" Aww. Mia princess became sad? You are not bad girl baby. You are toh Good girl. You are Bhai's good bachha hai na?", he coaxed her, unaware of the two people who stood at the door, their hearts filling with joy seeing their two bundles of joy.

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A smile crept up both their faces as the happiest moments of their life flashed in front of them. This room had many memories. This had witnessed their love, their silly banters, theor children's love.

But then the memory of something else came back to them like a lightning stroke that snatched the smiles from their faces.

The day when their beautiful abode was destroyed.

The day when their smiles were snatched.

The day when everything got finished.

The day that led them to 15 years of separation.

The day that led Manik to hate his mother.

The day that snatched their Princess.