AbhiGya SS - My sister in love! Upd EPILOGUE *13/9* - Page 11

The whole Mehra Mansion was beautifully being decorated, the workers running here and there finishing their last minute decorations. It was the first wedding anniversary of Abhi and Pragya.

"Abhishek, help me na. I cannot decide what to wear." Called Pragya looking at the sarees lay in front of her on the bed.

"Fuggy, wear whatever you want. You'll look pretty in whatever you wear." Abhi replied getting up from the sofa behind.

"How many times have I told you not to call me FUGGY!" Screeched Pragya. "I know I've become fat but that doesn't mean you'll call me fuggy." She sat on the bed with an angry look on her face.

"This is why I call you fuggy" Abhi said to himself and chuckled.

"What did you say? Haan? Now you call me fuggy in front of the whole family, they think it's cute. Fine. But after some days when our baby will be with us, will you still call me fuggy? What will the baby think?" She asked placing her hand on her stomach. Pragya, she was 8 months pregnant. And Abhi was fully aware of her sudden moodswings.

Abhi went and sat next to her, "Listen fuggy I--" hearing the word fuggy, Pragya got up and walked to the other side of the bed not facing him.

"Hmm. So Pragya's angry with me?" He talked as he grabbed a bag from the closet and went next to her. "So I think the gift I bought for her I'll have to give it to someone else." Hearing the word gift Pragya smiled a little but didn't say anything.

"Okay then. I'll give this gift to someone else." He said slowly walking towards the door. Pragya turned to see him going, "Abhishek, aren't you giving me my gift?" She said not being able to control herself and went to him. She took the gift from him, "I thought Fuggy didn't want it." He chuckled.

She ignored him and opened it to see a gorgeous red saree with thin silver borders. "This is so beautiful. Thank you so much Abhishek." She said. "But please don't call me Fuggy. Look I have a name, Pragya. Call me that na."

"Yeah, but don't you think Fuggy's better?"

"Aap bhi na." She said and left giving him a peck on his cheek. "I'll change fast. Isn't the function gonna start soon?"

Abhi smiled as Pragya went to the changing room. "Yeh fuggy bhi na!"

The function had started. Everyone one had wished them and given them their blessings. Abhi and Pragya had cut the cake and were sitting and talking to each other as Pragya felt her stomach paining. She clutched it and Abhi noticed the pained expression on her face. "Abhishek, it's paining." She had managed to say with great difficulty. Abhi took her in his arms and went to the hospital and the family followed behind.

The doctor had taken Pragya inside the Operation Theater as all the family members stood outside tensed. Abhi sat on the bench nervous and tensed hearing Pragya's painful cries continuously from inside as Daadi came and consoled him.

After an hour, the doctor came outside, "Congratulations, it's a baby boy. Mrs. Mehra and the baby is fine. But Pragya needs some rest." He said and left. Abhi rushed inside to see the baby in Pragya's arms and her smiling. He went next to her and looked at him. He took the baby in his arms looking at his little boy.

"Now did you think of a name for him?" Daadi asked and together came a reply.

"Aarav!" And everyone was happy.