Three years later,

'Hey, Fatso! How much sugar?'

'How dare you call me, fatso!'

'By the way I need one spoon sugar.'

Ahaan smiled shaking his head and added one spoon of sugar for her lemonade. He placed it on the tray and carried it to their room.

'Oh, my God! I am so...' Rifaat stepped out from the bathroom fanning her face. Ahaan looked at her, she looked exhausted. She held her back with one hand and another palm resting on her five-month pregnant belly.

'Thank God, you got this. I was exhausted puking.' Rifaat eyed the lemonade Ahaan held.

'Here.' Ahaan smiled forwarding the tray. Rifaat paused, she retracted her hand.

'How dare you called me a fatso, Ahaan.' She glared at him

'Arey, I was joking.' He said pinching her chubby cheek, Rifaat slammed his hand away.

'Idiot, I had always taken care of my looks and because of you everything is ruined. Now, I am a fatso!' Rifaat whined.

'Me? How?'

Rifaat gaped at him, she quickly recovered, 'Honey, it has been three years let's have a baby na. This was what you said to me...and I was like no ways like always let us use the bloody condom. But you...and now, I am pregnant and gaining weight. Everywhere I go, people bloody stare at my belly. Gosh! I am going to kill you.' Rifaat huffed walking towards the bed. Ahaan simply stood there blinking at the spot where Rifaat was standing just seconds ago.

Then realization dawned over him, Rifaat is pregnant, his wife is pregnant and that is why she is saying all this.

'Where is my bloody lemonade.' She yelled and Ahaan shook his head coming out from his realization mode.

Ahaan sat opposite Rifaat on the bed, he forwarded her the glass she is about to take it when he moved his hand. She looked at him, her hand stuck out.

'Arey my jaan, you are always getting so angry. You look so cute.' He pinched her nose.

'Shut up.' Rifaat snapped.

Ahaan smiled, 'I love you too.'

Rifaat's expressions changed, Ahaan got worried when he noticed tears in her eyes.

She shifted little and leaned forward, 'You are so nice and I am treating you like a shit. I am sorry.' She said burying her face into the crook of his neck.

'No.' Ahaan separated their frames and looked at her, he leaned forward and kissed her forehead.

As Ahaan turned to get the lemonade, Rifaat gasped.

'Kya hua?' Ahaan panicked

'Ahaan. Oh, my God! Ahaan. We are going to be parents.' She said wide-eyed. Ahaan is relieved knowing it was just a realization of being parents for nth time in these five-months.

He nodded his head handing her the lemonade.

'Can you believe it?' she said excitedly

Ahaan smiled shaking his head.

Ahaan still can't believe that the girl he had fallen in love with in first sight itself is the one he has married. He looked at Rifaat, this woman sitting in front of him was the same girl who he had seen chatting happily in the canteen with her friends. He had always admired her from far knowing well she can never be his, for her he was non-existent, just a silly fatso having a crush on her. But with the fate they met again, and after a lot of twists and turns they are now together, happily married and now awaiting birth of their token of love, their first child.

Looking at everything Ahaan feels like he is living a beautiful dream, his life perfect with the woman he loves as his wife and soon their life and family will be complete with the arrival of their baby.

Ahaan smiled and leaned forward kissing Rifaat's forehead. She blinked at him confused.

'Thank you.' he whispered admiring her lovingly.

Rifaat smiled at him, 'No, Ahaan. Thank you...for everything and I love you.' Rifaat kissed back of his palm and looked at him, into his eyes. Ahaan smiled and hugged her, 'I love you too, Rifaat. I love you.'

******THE END********