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It's been three months since the hurricane named Tripthi Bajwa turned our home into a demolition site, and somehow... she's now married.
To a sweet South Indian guy named Pranav Gowda.
Yes. You heard me right. Sweet.
SWEET.
Tripthi Bajwa. Married. A sweet man.
I still suspect she kidnapped him and brainwashed him using some old Bajwa hypnosis techniques. But nope-turns out, he actually fell in love with her. Madness.(I dont know how but ya)
And no, she still hasn't gotten her full asset rights. That cunning fox budda dadu is testing our patience and legal sanity. I hate that man right now with every courtroom cell in my body.
Currently, the two so called lovebirds are in Coorg with his family. I light a diya every day praying she doesn't kill anyone during dinner over "too much sugar in payasam." May God protect that sweet Southie household.
Meanwhile...
?? Utsav, Garud, and Athira just graduated!
My baby Utsav actually wore a Lungi for the first time. We cried. Garud posed like he won the Olympics. Athira wore heels that could stab a man and said it was "her graduation weapon."
?? Gyan bhaiya got married to Adya bhabhi.
Yes. It finally happened. And I am calling her bhabhi now-officially. She glared, I smiled. Welcome to the club.
?? Dyan bhaiya and Swarna bhabhi are... expecting.
Yeah, I know. Already. I mean, no one's surprised but also-damn, they don't waste time. Swarna bhabhi is glowing, and Dyan has already made a list of "people not allowed to breathe near my baby."
?? Arya bhabhi is 9 months pregnant.
Also 9 months moody.
Bhairava bhaiya is so tired, he once poured juice into the rice cooker and called it "fruit biryani." Send help. But the baby is coming any moment now, and we all know it'll be the most protected baby in India.
?? Papa and Dad Mom are temple-hopping across the world.
Apparently it's their "spiritual re-bonding tour." Translation: Taking selfies in every temple, dragging each other across stairs, and fighting about who gets the better seat on the flight. I support it.
?? And me and Dattatriya?
Life is... bliss.
Except for the part where I keep waking up completely sore, back destroyed, legs trembling, soul half-floating-
And it's not because I climbed a mountain.
Let's just say my "not-old" husband is still very much in his beast mode era.
Every time I tease him about his age, I regret it by midnight.
Sheraa?
My baby is GIGANTIC now.
I swear he's taller than me when he stands. I tried to measure him-he bit the measuring tape and ran away.
Sometimes I look at him and say, "Wowow~ look at you, beta."
And he just huffs like a teenager and lies across my side of the bed. He's literally pushing Dattatriya off the bed every night.
Oh and did I tell you Dattatriya has shown me his masterpiece his secret room filled with my portrait and photos.
And he has stored all the cloths I had touched him when we 1st met ya stalker vibes but I love it hehe~
In short:
Tripthi is married.
The family is expanding faster than I can count.
I am bruised, blissful, and buried under responsibilities.
But ya know what?
Wouldn't change a single damn thing.
Except maybe... get a stronger bed frame.
Right now we're all rushing like mad people to the hospital because Arya bhabhi has officially gone into labour.
And when I say rushing-I mean Gyan bhaiya driving like Fast & Furious, Dyan bhaiya punching random buttons on the elevator, and Utsav trying to Google "how to deliver a baby in 3 mins."
Chaos? That's our default setting.
As soon as we reached the hospital, the real fun began.
Arya bhabhi, gripping the bed:
"I swear Bhairava, if you EVER touch me again, I will break your bones like chakna!"
Bhairava bhaiya:
"YES OKAY SORRY LOVE I'M SORRY I'LL NEVER TOUCH YOU AGAIN PLEASE JUST brEATHEEEE!"
Doctor:
"Sir, stop hyperventilating, you're not in labour."
Bhairava:
"AM I NOT?! THIS IS OUR BABY! OURRRR BABY!"
faints for the first time.
Me:
"Somebody catch him-oh never mind. He's down."
Arya bhabhi, sweating and glaring:
"Why is he unconscious while I'M the one pushing a human out?!"
Doctor:
"You married a dramatic one."
Arya:
"Tell me something I don't know."
Bhairava (waking up):
"WATER. I NEED-WATER. BABY. I'M HERE, I'M STRONG AGAIN."
faints again.
Gyan bhaiya whispers to me, "Should we get a stretcher for him instead?"
I snorted and elbowed him.
Meanwhile, Dyan bhaiya is pacing outside the labour room like a security guard on high alert.
Utsav is trying to Facetime Sheraa and say, "Tu bhi chachu ban gaya, bro."
Then, finally...
After what felt like a century of yelling, fainting, praying, pacing and Bhairava dramatically saying "Push, push like you pushed me away during our first fight!"-
The doctor walked out holding a tiny bundle wrapped in blue.
"Congratulations, it's a boy!"
The hallway fell silent for one second...
Then-
"IM BUAAA!!" I screamed, probably scaring two nurses.
"We're CHACHU!!" yelled Gyan and Dyan bhaiya in chorus.
"Me tooo!!" Utsav jumped like a bunny on sugar.
And from the hospital bed, Bhairava bhaiya-tears running down his cheeks, voice cracking like an old record-shouted:
"I'M-I'M A DADDDDD!!"
And then fainted for the fourth time.
We all looked at him and just sighed.
I turned to see Dattatriya standing there, smiling like the softest man in the world. He came over and wrapped his arm around me.
I looked up at him and grinned, "Hello fufa ji~"
He smirked, "Hello bua ji~"
We both giggled like kids and hugged tight.
Our family just got a little louder, a little crazier, and a whole lot cuter.
And Bhairava bhaiya?
He's still crying and asking if the baby looks like him.
Arya bhabhi rolled her eyes and said,
"If he grows up and faints like you, I'm not claiming him."
I sat on the hospital bed, gently cradling my brand-new nephew in my arms. He was so tiny, warm, and perfect. His little fingers curled around mine and I swear my heart exploded a little.
"Bhaiya, stop crying," I said as I looked at the emotional mess beside me. "Even your son isn't crying this much."
Bhairava bhaiya wiped his face dramatically with his sleeve.
"Let me be okay?! I just witnessed the birth of my son! That too without a single bullet fired or explosion-this is new trauma!"
We all burst into laughter.
Gyan bhaiya smirked: "You fainted four times, bhaiya.
Even Utsav has better stamina than you."
Utsav gasped.
"Is this how we treat new fathers in this family?
! Huh? Disrespect?"
Dyan bhaiya added dryly: "He was ready to marry the doctor if Arya didn't survive.
"
Bhairava: "It was emotional insurance, okay? !"
Just then, Swarna bhabhi and Adya bhabhi entered, both glowing and rushing over to coo at the baby.
Swarna bhabhi: "He has Arya's lips!"
Adya bhabhi: "And Bhairava's nose, poor child..."
Bhairava (offended): "Excuse me?! I have a royal nose!"
We all laughed as Arya bhabhi groaned from the bed.
"Arya bhabhi, we'll do one thing okay? We'll have a proper girls' night soon. Just you, me, Adya bhabhi and Swarna bhabhi. No fainting husbands allowed." I winked at her.
Arya bhabhi: "I need that more than oxygen, Katha."
Adya: "Let's leave all the babies with the men."
Swarna: "Including the adult babies."
We howled with laughter.
?
Finally, I decided go leave.
"I gotta go, bhabhi. Court's waiting for their justice queen," I said, handing the baby back to Arya gently.
Outside, I slid into the car and looked at Datta.
"Drop me to the firm, okay?" I asked, and he nodded, taking my hand in his.
"You sure you want to work today, sunshine? You were glowing back there like a mother yourself."
I laughed, "If I don't go, someone's husband might commit murder in broad daylight. The country depends on me, Mr. CM."
He smirked and leaned over to kiss my hand, "The entire country can wait. I just want five more minutes with you."
We stopped at a signal, and I leaned over, grabbing his collar and planting a long, hard kiss on him.
He blinked, stunned, cheeks tinted slightly pink.
"Now you'll behave until dinner." I whispered.
"Or I'll cause a national emergency," he whispered back, voice low and dangerous.
I giggled and stepped out.
But just as I walked into my law firm building, a weird chill ran down my spine.
An odd tightness in my chest.
"Why do I feel uneasy...?" I muttered to myself.
Shrugging it off, I adjusted my coat, walked through the revolving glass doors...
And went inside.
Unaware that something big was already on its way.
The moment I stepped into my firm, chaos hit me like a wave.
A man-red-eyed, shaking with rage-was hitting his wife in the middle of my reception area.
"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!" I yelled, voice booming across the marble walls.
People tried to pull him away, but he roared, jerking free and slapping the woman again.
"HOW DARE YOU FILE A CASE ON ME, YOU BITCH?!" he screamed, raising his hand again.
Without hesitation, I stormed forward, grabbed his collar, and shoved him hard.
He stumbled back, crashing onto the floor with a loud thud.
"You want to act like a man? Try hitting someone your size, you coward!" I spat, eyes blazing.
He snarled, wiping blood from his lip, and stood up slowly-face twisted in fury.
"YOU RUINED MY LIFE! ALL OF YOU-LAWYERS, WOMEN, YOU DESTROY FAMILIES!"
And then-
He pulled a knife out of his jacket.
Gasps echoed. Everyone froze.
"I'LL KILL HER! SHE WON'T PUT A CASE ON ME IF SHE'S DEAD!" he screamed and lunged at the woman.
I didn't even think-my body moved before my mind could stop it.
I shoved her out of the way-
And the knife sank into me.
A white-hot pain exploded through my lower abdomen.
"Fuck-" I hissed, staggering backward.
"MA'AM!!!" Lana screamed from the crowd.
The man tried to pull the knife out again, but security tackled him instantly, pinning him down as he cursed and spat like an animal.
Lana caught me as my knees buckled.
"Ma'am, stay with me! Stay with me!"
I clutched her arm, the pain burning through me, hot and spreading like fire.
I could feel the warm blood soaking through my suit.
"D-Don't let him... walk free... call D-Datta-" I whispered, trying to breathe, vision swimming-
And then-
Darkness.
I passed out, blood still pooling beneath me, with the last thing I heard being:
"CALL THE CM-CALL DATTATRIYA AGNIVANSHI-NOW!"
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