Married My Enemy (#1 Rajput)

103- 'The Third Eye'

I mean, he's been pretty strict about eating too many chocolate and pizzas. I wasn't accepting him to ever offer me those options but I guess I was wrong. "Good." He grins back kissing my head. "You better eat the sandwich I made." Walking to the mirror he runs his hand through his hair to make sure he looks presentable. A satisfying grin plasters on his lips, before walking out the bedroom and house he orders and partly warns, "Add water to your juice."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah." I roll my eyes panting out the frustration. He gives me one last defeating head shake before walking out the house. "He's probably going to be the first dad in the world to give you a diet-plan." I whispered back to my child.

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I was eating the sandwich Kiaan had prepared while I was sleeping early in the morning when I heard the doorbell ring. I was still in my black and purple pyjamas from last night with cats on them, not being bothered about how sleep I looked I walked over to the door and opened it up.

"HII!" Nidhi screams on top of her lung and I couldn't help but cover my mouth to hide away the unpleasing smile probably taking over my lips by now. She opened up her arms and pulled me into a tight hug without making me feel uncomfortable. "How are you?"

"Good." I smiled welcoming her inside the house. She sat down on the couch and nicely declined the extra sandwich I had offer her. She's nice. But I'm just not very good with speaking to people as much as before. I just wanted to leave. "How's the preparation going on?" I ask sitting on the touch opposite her with my sandwich. I was hungry.

"Oh, we are not starting anything this year. We'll get married in the end of twenty-twenty so perhaps dad would start making calls around March or April. Right now we're just chilling." She explains, unintentionally her eye lands on her engagement ring.

"I'm sorry, we left early from your engagement and I couldn't praise your ring. It's beautiful." I honestly really liked the small diamond ring on her finger. "I'm happy for you and Aarav." They deserved each other. He's nice and so is she.

She blushes, at his name? "It's ok. Are you excited?" She asks looking right into my eyes.

I lick away the melted cheese and put my half eaten sandwich on the black-yes, surprisingly Kiaan has a black plate-plate and gaze up at her with a raised eyebrow. "For your wedding? Of co--"

"No." She starts chuckling at me for taking her question the other way round. "For your baby." My mouth turns into an 'O' and I just zip my mouth shut.

"U-umm, I suppose?" Great Jaanvi! Who says 'I suppose' to this question?! Seeing her changed expression at my reply, not expecting such a cheap answer from me I guess. I quickly maintained my posture and smiled. "I mean, of course. I'm j-just nervous." I was.

"I understand." This time she nods in actual understanding way.

No, you don't understand. Because I'm me and you're yourself. I hated how twisted I've become. I can't even control my own blunt mouth or my mood, I just prayed I don't end up saying something offending to her because she means a lot to Kiaan.

My nervous eyes landed on the grey bag next to her leg. The curiosity was building up inside my veins, wishing I could just X-ray the bag but obviously I can't. I look away from the bag to see Nidhi looking at me.

"Oh, sorry, I almost forgot. This is for you." She reached out for the bag by her leg, I tried to get up in a polite way but she quickly reached me and helped me sit down. "I don't know if you'll like it but I thought I should bring something over." She gives me a tensed smile sitting beside me.

I opened up the bag in excitement and saw a gorgeous peach coloured floral dress for a baby girl. I laid it flat on my lap and my lips twitched upwards into a bright smile. It was a round neck and knee length dress with a little bit of blue, green and red colours added and a big 'GAP' in the middle. My fingers couldn't stop running over the soft material.