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Author's POV:-

After meeting with dadi and riya , rajveer was heading to his bedroom with abhira.

"Abhira where my little troublemaker?", rajveer playfully asked about their baby, his heart aching to meet his son as he didn't see him from few days after rajveer got hospitalized.

Abhira opened her mouth to respond, but before she could say a word, Riya, their family friend, stepped in with a playful tone. "He's been sleeping in your room, Rajveer. Poor little guy hasn't stopped crying since the day you got hospitalized. It was Swarna aunty who finally managed to get him to sleep after a lot of effort."

Rajveer chuckled softly. "Really? Our little champ cried for me?" There was happiness in his voice but also a tinge of sorrow. He had missed out on so much while he was in the hospital, and the thought of his son in distress because of him tugged at his heart.

Abhira, oblivious to the deeper emotions, giggled and bounced on the balls of her feet. "Yes, yes!

Rajveer slowly stepped into the room, holding Abhira's hand as they approached the room where their baby boy was sleeping peacefully. A wave of emotion surged through him, both joy and sadness blending together. He was thrilled that his son loved him so much, but his heart ached knowing his little one had cried endlessly while he was away.

Rajveer gently held Abhira's hand, and together they headed to their room. As they quietly entered, there he was-sleeping peacefully on their bed, his tiny chest rising and falling in perfect rhythm.

Rajveer and Abhira exchanged a soft, joyful laugh. The sight of their son's innocent face brought them both relief and happiness. Rajveer carefully picked him up, cradling the baby in his strong arms. His heart swelled with affection as he leaned down and placed a tender kiss on the boy's forehead.

"Hey little one , your papa (dad) is here . What happened to you huh? You used to Kick me when ever I came close to you but you cried for me when I wasn't there . whatever, love you and you me . We are father and son ", rajveer whispered, and chuckled, glancing at abhira .

Abhira, her eyes twinkling with excitement, broke the sweet silence. "puchku , what name should we give him?"

Rajveer's eyes sparkled as he gazed at their baby, thinking deeply.

"I know!" Abhira exclaimed, her voice filled with childish glee. "Let's name him Golu! He looks just like a little circle!"

"Ayein? What ?", rajveer exclaimed, as can't get how Abhira will get these amazing Nick names.

Rajveer looked at her with a raised eyebrow, suppressing a smile. In a playful, mocking tone, he said, "Golu? Seriously? I'm not naming our son after a shape, Abhira!"

"If we keep this name to him , he will die with embarrassment when he started to understand all thing", rajveer teased her .

He playfully poked her side, causing her to giggle. Abhira, with her innocent charm and a mind that still carried the sweetness of a six-year-old girl, pouted. "But Puchku," she whined, calling him by the nickname she always used when she wanted something. "He's so round and cute! He's like a little balloon!"

Rajveer chuckled and pulled her close, still holding their baby boy in one arm. "We're not naming him Golu, sweetheart. Our son deserves a strong name, not something that makes him sound like a round potato."

Abhira, her lips forming a playful pout, crossed her arms. "Fine, Puchku. You think of something better then!"

Rajveer leaned down, teasing her further by brushing his nose against hers. "I will. But first..." His voice lowered, his tone turning more romantic, "let me spend some time with my two favorite people."

He gently placed their baby back on the bed and turned his full attention to Abhira. She blinked, her wide innocent eyes filled with mischief, but Rajveer could see the love shining through them. He cupped her face, brushing a strand of hair away.

"Puchku i want to say something to you", abhira whispered, feeling shy and ignoring rajveer's eye contact

Rajveer chuckled "what bachaa?', he gently asked her

But abhira is feeling too shy to say, her cheeks turning red like a tomato"that...that..", abhira stammered, her voice filled with warmth and barely audible

"What do you want to say bacha? Feel free to share your feelings with me", rajveer gently said, lifting her Chin to make her eyes to meet his

"I ... I..", abhira stammered, unable to complete her sentence

But after few seconds she mustered all of her bravery to express her feelings to rajveer "puchkuuu i like you and I always want to be without. And I want that you should always be with me , only with me. I don't know how to say to you what I'm feeling", abhira mumbled, her cheeks turning red

Rajveer mind was blank for a few seconds, for few seconds he thought that he misheard and he pinched his hand and he winced and finally it's clear that' it's not a dream

Rajveer was on clouds after hearing abhira's words "bacha do you really like me?", rajveer gently asked by cupping her face

Abhira shyly nooded

Rajveer smiled widely and he his happiness have no bounds now.

"How much do you like me ?", rajveer asked in curiosity

"I like you more than the number of stars in the sky puchkuuu!", Abhira exclaimed

Abhira hugged rajveer, burrying her face on his chest, listening rajveer's heart beat and rajveer hugged her back, tightly like if she will disappear if he leave her

"I love you more than anything in this world abhira", rajveer whispered, hai voice soft

"I don't want to lose you puchku", Abhira mumbled

"You don't", rajveer assured her

"Puchku," she whispered, her voice soft . Before she could continue, rajveer placed his index finger on her lips.

"Shhh! Let me talk abhira ", he whispered in her ear , her head resting on his chest . Rajveer could feel her breath on his skin and Abhira gently clutched his shirt.

But out of nowhere, abhira saw blood strain on his shirt . She broke their hug and gently placed her hand on his chest where blood strain was there.

"Puchku, you are bleeding. Wait I will call rudransh bhaiya", she said, worriedly and concern evident in her eyes and Before she could finish, Rajveer's hand shot out, gently grabbing her wrist to stop her. "Abhira, wait!" His voice was calm, but firm.

She turned to face him, her eyes wide with worry. "Rajveer, your shirt... the blood... Why didn't you say anything?! You're still bleeding!"

Rajveer shook his head, his expression softening as he tried to reassure her. "No, no. It's not what you think," he said, sighing slightly. "This bloodstain is from earlier-when I was in the hospital. The nurse bandaged me up already. It's not fresh."

Abhira froze for a moment, her concern quickly shifting to confusion.

Abhira's face immediately darkened as she processed his words. "The nurse?" she repeated, her tone laced with sudden jealousy. Her worry quickly morphed into irritation. "Why didn't you call me? I could have bandaged you myself!"Her voice grew sharper, edged with a sudden pang of jealousy. The thought of someone else tending to him sparked something inside her.

Rajveer's lips twitched, suppressing a laugh as he noticed the shift in her tone. When he saw her , fuming in jealousy and anger , he stopped his laugh and replaced with a slight fear . Ofc , he will and he should, his wife is upset with him and he should cool her anyhow. " Why --why are you -----you staring at me in like that ", rajveer stammered in fear .

But seeing her genuinely upset, he tried to explain, though it was clear he was treading on thin ice. "Abhira, you weren't there. You were out, and I didn't want to disturb you. It wasn't a big deal..."

But Abhira wasn't having it. Her hands were now on her hips, eyes narrowed. "Not a big deal? You let some nurse bandage you up instead of calling me? I should've been the one to take care of you , I will break her hands !" She was practically fuming now, a combination of frustration, jealousy, and her fierce love for him bubbling to the surface.

Rajveer couldn't hold it back anymore-he burst into laughter. But as soon as he saw the deadly serious look on her face, his laughter turned into nervous chuckles. "Abhira, it's not what you think. She was just doing her job!"

Her frown deepened, jealousy clear in her eyes. "I don't care if she was doing her job, I'm your wife ,I should've been the one to do it! You know I love taking care of you."

Rajveer, seeing the situation wasn't going to cool down easily, raised his hands in mock surrender, still chuckling nervously. "Okay, okay, I'm sorry! I won't let anyone else bandage me again. I swear!"

Abhira huffed but couldn't stay mad for long. Especially not when Rajveer gave her that boyish grin, his eyes sparkling with affection.

Rajveer, now feeling a bit sheepish, walked up to her, placing his hands on her shoulders gently. "You're the only one I need, Abhira. Next time, I promise I'll wait for you to take care of me."

She glared at him playfully, the anger slowly melting away. "You'd better," she said, though there was a smile tugging at her lips.

They both stood there, the tension broken by their shared laughter, Rajveer still grinning like a kid caught in a mischief, while Abhira rolled her eyes at him.

"You always changes my mood" she muttered, but the affection in her voice was unmistakable.

"And you're adorable when you're jealous," Rajveer teased, leaning down to kiss her forehead.

But something was off , abhira looked exhausted and tired .

"Abhira, bachaa are you ok? Come sit here ", rajveer softly whispered by cupping her face and made her to sit on the bed .

"I'm fine puchku", she said , her voice low, ignoring her pain

"It's not fine abhira . When did you started to lie with me ? I can understand everything by seeing your eyes . Just tell me the truth now!", rajveer asked her , his voice sharp and firm but gentle not to scare abhira.

At First , she hesitated but the she opened up ."it's headache and my legs are terribly paining puchku", she sobbed, with puppy eyes, her voice almost a cry .

Rajveer narrowed his eyes and then he got up and returned back with a oil bottle in his hand. And he sat on the bed infront of abhira.

"Abhira, keep your legs in my laps, I will massage your legs ", rajveer said gently, his voice soft and filled with concern.

"No puchku, you don't have to do this . It's a bad thing. My granny said that husbands should not touch his wife legs . I will massage them by myself, you need to take rest naa. Doctors said me that you should not take stress", abhira innocently pleased him and requested him not to touch her legs .

But rajveer wasn't convinced and he shook his head . "Stress? If i leave you on your way with these pains , it's the real stress for me , And why are you talking like a 18th century girl . Come on abhira, leave those stereotypes. We are husband and wife, and we both are equal. You are my behalf.

Women and men bith are same . You guys have your own strengths and we have our own strengths and we should help eachother not to discriminate each other. Infact womens are more stronger than men. Women suffer alot from their childhood itself, first those periods in teenage and later you will leave your parents house for us and sacrifice all of your dreams for us and then delivery, it's so terrible, i don't know how you womens bear that , and later after delivery you all will start to take care of baby and family etc etc. there is an uncountable list of your greatness.

And one last thing don't sacrifice your self respect for other , even for me too", rajveer said his voice firm and filled with greatness, making Abhira to understand about gender equality and women are not slaves and not lesser than man .

"Now, be a good girl and allow me to massage your legs orelse I will never let you to help me and I will call that nurse to help me instead of you ", rajveer playfull trethened her , mischievous grins in his face .

Abhira shook her head "no ,no puchku you can massage my leg . I will not talk like that again . And please don't avoid me and don't call that nurse", she pleaded him , thinking that he really avoids her .

He smiled and placed his hand on her cheek. Seeing his smile abhira got relief.

And he started to massage her legs and giving abhira relief and comfort. She leaned on the her back on bed .
Rajveer was smiling seeing her relief.

Them suddenly his phone buzzed. And took out hai phone and it's praveen, his PA. He lifted the call

"Yes praveen, have you got location of Akshara mam(abhira's mother)?", rajveer asked his voice firm.

"Sir , Actually I have hacked Rehan sir phone, and from his contacts and calls I got to know that she is in Kolkata and then he shifted her to Mumbai, i think Rehan is shifting her from time to time ", praveen siad hai voice low and confident.

"Ok come to office tomorrow, and show me her location. Rehan is thinking that he is smart. We should take her with us when we got her next location on tommorow. Alarms to our bodyguards too ", rajveer said firmly but in low voice not to disturb abhira and their son .

"But sir it's an another important information I have got ", parveen said his voice trembling.

"What is that?", rajveer asked hai voice lound, now in curious.

But no sound from Praveen

His sweethearts I' started new book his Broken Amore, spin off of Rajvanshi's innocent bride



I have uploaded it please give a try and we can also see rajveer and Abhira in that book too .