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FF : BREAKOUT Part 14

August 26, 2012

Arnav tossed the suitcases into the front seat and leaned over to kiss the twins, and both gurgled in delight.
“Okay Chote, lets get you all home…”
Anjali sat with the twins while Arnav turned back to lift Khushi from the wheelchair.
“You know I’m able to walk Arnavji…”
“Shut up Khushi…I’ve already been through enough near-misses with you, I’m going to be your shadow for the foreseeable future…”
Khushi smiled…enjoying teasing him…
For the week that she’d been in hospital, Arnav had shown her just the kind of father he’d be…devoted.
He’d changed them, rocked them, burped them, paced the floor and crooned to Aarav, who’d been the only one to suffer colic.
He was an indestructible tower of patience, spending time with each of them equally…
And yet, still made time to show Khushi love unlike any she’d ever known.
Pulling her closer to his chest, Arnav’s footsteps halted…
“Arnavji?”
He was staring into her eyes…
The depth of love she saw sent her heart soaring…
He pressed a soft, lingering kiss to her lips. “I love you…”  
Khushi smiled as he carried her to the car and carefully helped her into the back seat…
“Khushiji, I’ll see you back at home, and If you need anything please just ask…although…” Anjali looked over to Arnav…”I don’t think HE will be shirking any responsibility…”
Khushi laughed…

Her happiness filled him with warmth…
“Di, Karan is waiting…” His eyes motioned to the car parked behind them…
Anjali smiled over to her husband…”Right…OK well we will be stopping off at a few places before returning home…give you two time to settle…”
Arnav smirked…”I think we’ll be just fine, right Kh…”
He stopped, seeing Khushi had fallen fast asleep…
Anjali cringed and quickly stepped out of the car, closing the door as gently as she could…
As Anjali climbed into the car with her husband, her phone started to buzz…
She took it out and read…
“Thankyou Di…I love you”
……………………………..
Khushi slept for the entire drive home…
So did the twins.
Silence.
He realized that no longer liked it when he was quiet.
His entire life was his lively wife, and now his two children.
As they neared home, a new concern arose.
He laughed at the sheer hilarity of it.
For months his concerns had been of a serious nature, and now, his one concern was…
If Khushi remained asleep, how on earth was he going to get THREE sleeping angels into the house at the same time…
Pulling into their driveway, he carefully brought the car to a stop.
Turing in his seat, he beheld the most beautiful sight he’s ever witnessed…
He didn’t want to wake her, he wanted to freeze time so he could imprint this moment in his mind forever.
His thoughts were soon interrupted…
Khushi started to smile…
Her smile glowed, showing that she knew he was looking at her…
“You awake now?”
Keeping her eyes closed, Khushi nodded…
“You want to help me lug these big fat babies inside?”
That comment snapped her to attention…
“So you’re saying that I WAS fat when I was pregnant!?”
Rolling his eyes, he unlocked his door and smirked…
………………………………
Arnav had never felt more content.
 Watching with fascination the woman he loved breastfeed their babies.
They had spent the afternoon passing each baby to each other…
Laughing over little sounds they made…
Marvelling over how tiny they both were…
Aarav’s tummy had finally calmed down from the colic, and Arnav carefully laid him down in the crib…
Aarav began to moan again and Arnav quickly placed his hand on the little boy’s head….”Shhhh Little man…”
Khushi couldn’t believe the patience that came from her husband.
Once Aarav was fast asleep and drooling onto the sheet, he stood up and walked over to the bed…
Samaira was a greedy little eater, sucking noisily at her mother’s breast.
He sat next to Khushi on the bed, his arm circled around her shoulders, his other hand resting on top of his daughter’s head, stroking her downy soft hair.
He stroked her pudgy cheek and she broke away from Khushi’s nipple, gazing up at him with he swore a flare of irritation in her smoky little eyes.
“You’ve interrupted her,” Khushi chastised, amusement lacing her voice… “She doesn’t like to be disturbed while she’s eating.”
“Maybe I’m jealous,” he murmured after Samaira found her mother’s nipple once more…
Smiling, their eyes spoke  to each other…
Not more than 10 minutes later, Arnav wrapped his sleeping daughter, and laid her next to her snoring brother…
Standing tall, Arnav turned back to Khushi.
Stripping down to his boxer briefs, he climbed into bed beside her.
He wrapped his arm around her and breathed in her sweet, milky scent…
She sighed as she tried to pull the clasps of her bra shut…
Breastfeeding meant industrial-style bras to support her abundant chest.
Sitting back up, Arnav took her hands and held the front clasps of her bra in his fingers…
As her hands dropped to her sides, Arnav leaned down and placed soft kissed around her breasts, then clicked the clasp together…
“Thankyou…” she whispered…
“You’re beautiful…”
Khushi shook her head …”I’m all tired and sticky…I’m sorry that feeding bras aren’t very sexy…”
He knew she was talking, but his eyes were drugged on her beauty…
Now that he had her back in his life, none of the little stuff mattered.
She loved him.
She was his wife.
And she was alive.
………………………..
A week later…
Arnav woke up  feeling like he’d been knock in the head…
The lack of sleep was excruciating, but as he drowsily walked towards the cot, he’d pick up the most beautiful babies he’d ever seen and his tiredness was soon forgotten.
Aarav would always feed first…
He held his baby boy with one arm and helped Khushi sit up with his other arm…
As she sat up, she sounded as if she choked back a sob. 
Aarav found his mother’s breast and began to feed heartily…
Arnav, on the other hand, was hearing her echoing sob repeat inside his head…
He gripped her hand and lifted it to his lips…
“Khushi?…sweetheart?”
She looked up at him…
Her eyes were damp, tears clung to her lashes and the apples of her cheeks were rosy.
“Khushi…What…What’s wrong? Please Don’t cry.”
Arnav moved closer and she leaned into him, relief coursing through her  as he held her close in his arms….
“what’s wrong…” he whispered…
“I…I don’t know…I just can’t stop crying…”
His heart cracked.
He knew that ‘the baby blues’ were common after a mother gave birth, but to see tears in her eyes again only hurt him more…
Reluctantly withdrawing from her, Arnav spoke quietly…”I’ll get HP to get you some food…”
She sniffed and shook her head, her lips pouting as she said… “I don’t want to eat anything…”
He drank her in, his entire body tight with need.
Every time he wanted to spend time with Khushi, the twins demanded their attention…
Not that he didn’t love them with all his heart, but his need to spend time with Khushi was beginning to overcome him.
And the fact that she was teary, still in shock over what had almost happened, and not properly looking after herself, made him even more determined to give her his attention.
Once the babies were fed and back asleep, HP brought in some food for her.
She sulked as she sat up in bed.
“Khushi. You’re going to eat…No arguements.”
Her tears still came, making it difficult to eat despite the stern look and commands Arnav gave her.
The food smelled delicious but she had to force each and every bite past her lips.
She grabbed the glass of water near her plate and gulped it down, the ice cold liquid a shock as it slid down her throat.
Arnav lifted the tray away when she had finished…
Sitting beside her once again, he gently moved some stray strands of hair away from her face…“You’re  gorgeous Khushi…” he whispered.
Her heart broke.
Literally cracked open so that all the messy emotion she’d been holding in spilled out all over the place.
She collapsed against him, burying her face in his shirt and sobbing…
“Khushi…Shhhh….Sweetheart…”
“Don’t call me that!” she finally blurted when she couldn’t think of anything else better to say.
Arnav knelt before her on both knees and took hold of her hands, bringing them to his mouth where he pressed a soft kiss to her knuckles…
“Khushi…I know you are tired…I know…But I’m here…I know you’re emotions are going a bit crazy right now…But I’m here…”
Her hands trembled in his grip and he squeezed them tighter, a faint smile curving his lips…
“And…I can’t stop calling you sweetheart…because you are mine…and I love you…”
His smile grew and she offered a shaky one in return.
He kissed her knuckles again, his lips lingering this time, wicked shivers cascading all over her skin.
Samaira started to kick and fuss in the cot…
Khushi looked over, but Arnav held onto her hands, keeping her in place.
“She can wait for a few minutes. I need to tell you that I love you first.”
Khushi shook her head, the tears spilling freely again.
“Ohhh yes sweetheart…I love you…and no matter how overwhelmed you feel, or how insane you may be…I am here with you…”
He leaned in close so their foreheads were pressed together.
“I love you Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Raizada…And those two gorgeous babies over there just make me love you more.”
Unable to take anymore she threw herself at him, circling her arms around his neck.
Arnav wrapped his hands around her waist and pulled her away from him so their gazes met. “I need to hear how you feel, Khushi. I need to hear you say the words.”
She smiled at her proud husband…though her lips trembled. “I love you, Arnavji…”
He smoothed the still damp hair away from her face, his fingers drifting down her temple, across her cheek.
He dragged his thumb across her lower lip and she sucked in a harsh breath.
Their daughter still fussed and they both turned at the same moment to watch the little cot rock back and forth.
“She’s hungry?”
“Yes, she’s always hungry.” Khushi smiled…
Arnav stood up and walked to the crib…“Look at her! Kicking around for food..She’s strong like her mama.”
Lifting up Samaira, he gently laid her in Khushi’s arms…
Before moving away, he kissed Khushi’s cheek and then shifted so his lips hovered above hers for a tantalizing moment before he finally claimed her mouth for his own.
She moaned softly, resting one of her hands on his chest, her fingers curling into the fine fabric of his shirt.
The baby girl wailed and they broke apart from each other, the smile on Arnav’s face irresistible.
She’d never seem him look so happy before…
He soon put on a very unconvincing scowl and said…“Well go on! Feed the demanding little thing!”




PreCap-

Arnav held the phone tightly to his ear…”I swear, If I find you before the police do…so help me God!!!”

The call ended.
3 Comments leave one →
  1. August 27, 2012 2:43 am

    i enjoyed this update and the beautiful family bonding thats going on

  2. August 28, 2012 3:52 am

    so sweet loved how Arnav kept on telling her that he loves her & she's beautifuli enjoyed the fact u covered how draining it can be for any woman giving birth to two kids & taking care of them is not easyUndercoverhappy

  3. August 30, 2012 3:43 am

    i always wait for you to update this one because it's my favorite! i've always wanted to see how it would be when arnav and khushi have kids! this is the first time i'm commenting on your stories but i just have to say…the way you narrate and write is just simply mindblowing! love you and your writing! can't wait for more!

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