Pregnant Kaun?

1 years ago

ShiriHoonMain

@ExoticDisaster

I was recently binge watching FRIENDS and this concept came to my mind.This story has zero logic and zero explanations to your questions. Please read for entertainment purpose only 

This story is a sequel to His Only

Happy reading! 

Pregnant Kaun? 

Rishita walked into the room, tired after the day’s work. She sighed aloud in exasperation. Shiva and Raavi were truly one of their kind! One moment they would be fighting in front of the whole family and the next moment they would be sneaking out of the house to spend time together. But it was obvious they couldn't stay away from each other. Raavi had left home, and Shiva had decided to get her married to someone else, but somewhere along the way he had realized he needed her. He had brought her back home after confessing his love to her during her engagement. And here Rishita was, tiring herself out in the preparation of their remarriage.

After realizing Shiva and Raavi met secretly, Suman had ordered the girls to stay in one room and the boys in the other so that they can keep an eye on them. 

Rishita shook her head smiling to herself as she walked into the washroom. She could hear the music and laughter coming from the sangeet ceremony and her smile widened. As she was washing her hands in the sink, she noticed something in the waste bin. A pregnancy test kit.

She picked it up and was surprised to see that the result was positive.

Who was pregnant in the family? What a silly question, she scolded herself. Of course it must be Dhara bhabhi! But why hadn’t she told anyone about this? Maybe she wanted to keep it a surprise.

“Rishita!” She heard Dhara calling her and she walked out of the washroom.

She hugged Dhara excitedly and congratulated her, only to see the other woman looking baffled.

“Why are you congratulating me?” asked Dhara, shaking her head in confusion.

“I found out your secret! You're pregnant! Congratulations, Bhabhi!” she said, hugging her again.

“Rishita, I am not pregnant.” Dhara said as she broke the hug. 

Now it was Rishita's turn to be puzzled. 

“I saw the kit in the washroom too and thought you took the test. I was coming to look for you, and get you to confess the good news!” said Dhara.

Rishita's jaw almost dropped to the ground. Dhara thought she was pregnant?? She choked down her laughter.

“No, no, Bhabhi. I didn’t take any test. But if it's not either of us, then who’s pregnant?” Rishita asked.

Dhara's brow wrinkled for a moment and then realization hit them both at the same time.

“Raavi!” they exclaimed together.

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“What? Raavi is pregnant?” Dev asked Rishita, shocked. “But Shiva and Raavi aren’t married yet.”

“They were married, Dev. And it’s not necessary to get married to have kids.” Rishita blurted out forgetting that Dhara was standing right beside her.

“Sorry!” she mouthed sheepishly.

“Yeh sab chodo, aur yeh socho ki maa ko kaise batana hai ki Raavi pregnant hai,” Dhara said.

“What?” They heard Gaumbi's worried voice and an excited Krish trailing behind him. “Does Shiva know this?”

“I hope Raavi has told him,” Dhara said. “Where are these two?”

They looked around spotting Shiva holding Raavi in his arms and twirling her around, and swinging her in tune to the music. 

They rushed towards them, and Dhara pulled them apart. 

While Gautam, Dev and Krish held Shiva, Dhara and Rishita pulled Raavi away.

“What happened?” Raavi asked in concern.

“What were you doing?” Dhara scolded.

“You shouldn’t do such stunts anymore,” Rishita chided.

“What stunt? Did anything happen?” Raavi asked again.

“How can you forget that you’re pregnant?” Dhara said.

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“What?” Shiva whirled around, looking at all of them, stunned.

“Yes. She is pregnant and you're manhandling her like this!”

“But Gaumbi, this is not..”

“Look, Shiva. You have to take care of her now. Be gentle,” Dev said.

“But Dev, Raavi can’t be pregnant,” Shiva said.

 “Dhara bhabhi said that Raavi Bhabhi is pregnant. So you must take care of her. And why can’t she be pregnant?” asked Dev, folding his arms across his chest.

“Because we need to do something to get pregnant,” Shiva blurted out. 

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“Hein?” Rishita said in a shocked tone.

“Haan,” Raavi replied. “If nothing has happened between us yet, then how can I be pregnant? And why would I take the test?”

Rishita and Dhara gaped at each other. 

“If none of us is pregnant, then who took the pregnancy test?” Dhara asked, perplexed, only to realize that Suman had been listening to their conversation all this while.

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It was late, and the guests had left. Suman sat in the centre of the Hall, her sons stood on one side and daughters-in-law on the other. Mama, Maami and Anita stood facing her.

“Krish, bring that pot from near the well and keep it in that room,” Suman said pointing towards the guestroom.

Krish did as he was directed by his mother. Suman asked each of the women to go into the room and place their hand on the pot.

“But why, Maa?” Rishita asked.

“That’s a sacred pot of water. If you touch it and the water changes color, it proves you are hiding a secret,” Suman explained.

“But Maa...,” Dhara tried to protest but Suman stopped her.

“Do as I say. You first.”

Dhara walked into the room, bewildered, and placed her hands on either side of the pot. She knew it wasn’t any sacred water. She had filled that pot herself that morning, with water from the well.

After Rishita and Raavi had also done what Suman asked, it was Anita's turn. Lastly, Suman asked Maami to touch the pot. 

After all the ladies were done, Krish asked his mother, “Maa, should I bring the pot back to you?”

“No need. Did you put charcoal around the pot like I asked?”

“Yes.”

“Now all of you, hold both your hands up high,” Suman ordered.

All the women raised their hands, palms out. Suman looked at their hands blackened due to the coal. Her gaze stopped at a pair of hands that was clean. 

“The one whose hands are clean is the one that's pregnant,” Suman declared.

Everyone looked at the pair of clean hands, and then at the guilty expression on the face of their owner.

“Haan!” Suman said aloud. “Yeh, Kaagdi! She didn’t even touch the pot. Koi chamatkari paani nahi hai. Jisne raaz chhupaya, usne haath hee nahi lagaya! Sharm nahi aai tujhe, pota poti khilane ki umar mein maa banne waali hai!” 

Suman scolded her but her fond smile betrayed her feelings.

“Sorry, Suman Ben,” said Prafulla, red-faced, as everyone smiled, gathering around the embarrassed couple offering their congratulations.

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That’s it. I don’t know what I wrote, but I hope you enjoyed reading it 

Beta-ed by Lizzie Bennet