Part 3

She badly needed it.. after a long hectic working week, she finally got some time to relax.. Khushi dozed off in the tub while on the other side.. Arnav was struggling to become a new daddy.

2 hours later... around 10.30 am

Khushi stepped out of the bathroom all fresh. She scowled when she heard the baby crying loudly.. As she rushed out of her room, she was horrified on seeing the baby in the pram crying her heart out while Arnav was sitting comfortably on the sofa with his legs up, laid on the table... He was laughing as he played some stupid game on his mobile.. With his earpiece and the loud music from his ipod, he didn't hear the steps of an angry Khushi approaching. Khushi picked the baby from the pram and furiously removed the earpiece from Arnav's ears from which he got startled.

Khushi (yelling): What the hell is wrong with you?

He jumped in fear and panicked..

ASR: What? What is wrong with me?

He looked at himself trying to figure out what is wrong with him.. He shifted his eyes down and was assured that he was not turned on..He moved his hand on his face and said in panick..

ASR: Is there anything on my face?

She nodded and extended her arms ahead holding the baby..

Khushi: I'm talking about this, you screwed idiot!

He breathed a sign of relief.

ASR: Thank god.. I thought something happened to my gorgeous face..

Khushi: Unbelievable! Your baby is crying like hell since I don't know when and you are thinking about your gorgeous face?

Arnav finally understood what Khushi was talking about and he smirked in his cool attitude..

ASR: Ok.. Point 1: It's a baby, and that's her job to cry! And Point 2: it's not my baby.. who knows it might be yours...

She faked a smiled and said in a sarcastic tone..

Khushi: First of all it's written Raizada on the chit and seriously I know you such an idiot who's turned on 24 hours a day, but I think that the most dumb ass of this world would notice if his housemate is pregnant! Idiot!

Arnav saw her flared nose and knew he was tempting her patience.. It was always fun to test Khushi's patience but now he might be pushing it too hard.

ASR: Ok ok.. you might be right.. no chances she's your kid.. But what should I do? You left me alone with her and I don't know anything about kids..

And he pouted innocently while Khushi melt as she looked at his convincing trick.

Khushi: She might be hungry! Hold her..

He put the baby in his arms not giving him a chance to protest and walked to the counter.

ASR: I tried but she won't eat.

Khushi had her back facing him and she replied without turning around..

Khushi: What did you gave her?

ASR: nothing special.. the leftovers of yesterday night.

As she heard him, she lifted up her eyes in shock and turned around. She stared at him in disbelief..

Khushi: We had steak yesterday..

Arnav looked at her indifferently.

ASR: Yeah so... I love steak! If she's my daughter.. I was sure she would love it too. But she threw it all..

Was she irritated, was she shocked or is that man truly retarded?

Khushi: Are you freaking insane? She's a baby.. she needs milk or baby food.

ASR: Insane? That you already know I am.. but what's wrong to your logic Gupta..

Khushi raised her eyelids in confusion.

ASR: If the chit says right then I might be the father.. but what I'm sure, I'm not the mother...

He turned his eyes towards the baby..

ASR: So I'm sorry little baby, but I don't have any milk to give you.

Khushi was shocked.

Khushi: You are disgusting.. Yucks yucks yucks...

At the same time, a disgusting smell rose and Arnav's eyes popped out as he stared at the baby. And with an almost crying face, he yelled..

ASR: Yucks...Yucks...Yucks!

Author's Note

Hope you had fun reading this small part.. cuz I had great fun writing it.. Please click on like and leave your comments..