"Chikoo you know chachu doesn't even know ABCD! Don't worry when you'll grow up I'll myself teach you ABCD, okay?" Krish, who was sitting on the bed beside his chikoo wearing a kurta pajama set caressed her cheeks lightly.
He then slowly kept his index finger on her palm who quickly fisted her hand.
He liked how soft she was, her cheeks, her palm everything was so soft, he loved playing with her.
While she just kept looking at him without blinking.
"Why don't you talk to me chikoo? Oh yes may be because you don't like studies, right?" He asked seriously and upon getting no response from the other side he just continued again.
"Padhai important hai chikoo otherwise tum bhi chachu jaisi ban jaogi, tumhe unke jaisa nahi banna hai na?" He asked moving closer and when he was close enough to her right cheek he couldn't stop himself and ended up pecking her cheek, followed by the tip of her nose.
(Studies are very important chikoo, otherwise you'll become like chachu, you don't want to be like him, right?)
"Kisi ko batana mat but chachu bohot cool hai" He whispered near her ears in a hushed tone and straightened up again, resuming to play with her.
(Don't tell anyone, but chachu is actually very cool)
"Dono bhai behen kya kar rahe hai" Rudra asked entering the room and closing the door behind him. He was ready in his kurta and pajama set and was looking at the last minute preparation.
(What both the siblings are doing?)
Today was their daughter's naming ceremony, which Krish did not understand why?
She had a name, he gave the name to her, it was chikoo but again he would not like anyone other than him calling her chikoo. She was only his chikoo.
"Kuch nahi hum bas khel rahe the" He replied softly poking his index finger on her cheek.
(Nothing we were just playing)
"Where is your mumma? Is she not ready yet?" Rudra asked checking his hair one last time in the mirror. While Krish answered with a shrug.
"Amaya are you ready?" He called out walking towards Krish and slowly pulled out a chocolate bar from his pocket that he had brought for Krish.
Krish grinned taking the chocolate bar ready to eat it, "Sorry chikoo you can't eat it, I promise jab tum badi ho jaugi I'll always buy you chocolate" He pinched his throat and began munching over the chocolate making his father chuckle.
(Sorry chikoo you can't eat it but I promise when you grow up I'll buy you chocolate always)
"Rudra come here I need your help" Amaya's voice came from the walk in closet, "What help do you need from me?"
"Just come here already" She shouted again, this time a bit frustrated. He sighed, instructing Krish to look after their baby girl he walked inside, to his frustrated wife.
* * *
"ॐ भूर्भुवः॒ स्वः॒ तत्स॑वितुर्वरे॑ण्यं॒ भर्गो॑ दे॒वस्य॑ धीमहि। धियो॒ यो नः॑ प्रचो॒दया॑त्॥" The priest chanted the gayatri mantra, all the family members were sitting around Rudra Amaya Krishi anr the baby.
"Bacchi ki dadi aage aaye" Arpita came forward as instructed. The priest studied the birth chart and said, " 'अ' koi bhi naam jiski shuruwat 'अ' se hoti ho"
(Child's grandmother please come forward)
('A' any name that starts with 'A')
Arpita, the baby's grandmother thought for a while she said, "Amrita" Everyone's faces were covered with a smile hearing the name.
"Amrita, it's a very nice name mom" Rudra and Amaya both said simultaneously and looking at the baby who was sitting on Amaya's lap.
"Amrita Rajvansh, sounds amazing" Rudra said smiling looking at their daughter, who had Krish's index finger on her hold.
Krish on the other hand was looking at his surroundings sitting on Rudra's lap just beside Amrita.
The priest began chanting hymns again, blessing the baby.
"I bet you prefer Chikoo" Krish whispered in a slow voice and giggled to himself.
* * *
"I'm really tired" Rudra plopped himself down on the bed beside Krish who was fast asleep with his chikoo.
"Careful, don't hurt Krish" Amaya said applying aloevera gel on her face, "I forgot to do Krish's skincare tch! Rudra come here apply aloevera gel on your face" She commanded taking some moisturizer on her palm ready to apply it on Krish's cheeks.
She heard her husband groan from the bed, "Do I really have to do it? I'm handsome jaan, I don't need this skin care every night" He covered himself till head with the blanket.
Upon feeling no movements from the other side he pulled the blanket down to find Amaya glaring at him with dead eyes, without blinking at all.
He laughed nervously pulling himself out of the blanket and stood still, "Haha look at you wifey, it was just a prank, I guess you took it seriously, how can I skip the skin care routine, look I'm getting handsome day by day because of this hahaha" He blabbered walking slowly near the dressing table and squeezing aloevera gel on his palm.
He rubbed his palm together and applied it on his whole face, his nervous smile not leaving his face even for a second.
Amaya nodded still glaring at him, after making sure he completed his task she applied the moisturizer on Krish's cheeks, good thing she washed his face thoroughly before he went to bed.
She stood up covering Krish with the blanket, that had ridden down when Rudra climbed down the bed, till his neck.
She was about walk to her side when she felt herself being back hugged, "Why so angry wifey, when you can love your hubby" Rudra whispered huskily near her ear, leaving a gentle kiss on her neck.
She gasped as goosebumps erupted on her skin, he slowly turned her towards him taking her lips into a soft kiss, they sucked eachother's lips once and pulled back then again sucked as this time desperately.
His one hand was on her cheeks, the other was playing with her hair strands while hers were fisting his tshirt.
They both pulled back breathing heavily, after a few seconds Amaya questioned "why did your lips taste-
"Bitter?" He completed her with a light smirk on his lips, she nodded in confusion while pulled her left cheek, "That's what you get for forcing your husband" He laughed devilishly, getting inside the blanket while she stood there still, with her mouth wide open, "You- You were supposed to apply lip balm on your lips not aloevera gel" She said frustration laced in her voice.
"Haha that's called revenge"
"You are such a child Rudra" She whined getting inside the blanket and heard him chuckle.
"You sure about that? Coz a child ain't capable of getting you pregnant" He teased, supporting his head on his elbow he gazed at her.
"You know what I take that back, you are a shameless perverted man!" She deadpanned glaring at him while her cheeks were bright red.
"Yet you love me" He chirped grinning ear to ear, "Keep on dreaming" She commented rolling her eyes at him.
"My dreams are extreme wifey" He smirked, activating his dirty mind gazing at her from head to toe even though she was covered in a blanket.
"Chiiii" She covered her head from the blanket not wanting to embarrass herself more while he just laughed at his wife's shy self, even after 4 years of getting married, she was so shy.
The end.
Finally the story has come to an end, it might come out as a rushed ending to many of you.
And may be alot of you wanted more of their scenes with our little Amrita but the epilogue is yet to be published.
I promise it has everything!
And about Krish's book;
Shall I publish the first chapter after I publish the epilogue or after completing 'His Sweetheart' (another story of mine)?
Silent readers, everyone please answer I actually am confused.
Anyways thankyou for supporting this story and those who are here from the very beginning I love you ❤️🥺