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Few days passed after riva's arrival. Ritvik made the needed documents and officially adopted riva. They decided to not tell her about real parents or anything as she was so small and someday her memory will clear and she will consider them as hers only.

Rekha, shakti were supportive. First ritvik was tensed about his father but the way he accepted riva was unexpected. They were happy with her arrival. She had become the center of attention for them.

And finally it was krisha's due date. Rekha and shakti stayed back at home with ishaan, ahaan and hriday. While the others were with ritvik. Riva was stubborn as she was scared to leave her parents. Those nightmares of loneliness was scaring her tiny self and to avoid it ritvik brought her with him.

"Papa!"

Ritvik looked down as till now they were sitting outside the OT, with riva clinging to him like a second skin.

"Hmm!"

"Mumma__crying__" She said fearfully. He secured her in his arms and kissed on the top of her hair.

"She's fine. Your sibling is coming, right. Don't worry, mumma is just helping him to come outside." He explained with the whole calmness he could.

Everyone were stunned with such calm behavior of ritvik. It was like his impatient and angry self has vanished away. And why not? After all he has become a responsible father to his daughter. Not by blood but they both had bounded with their hearts. Riva has attached with him so much that none can guess that they weren't real father-daughter duo.

"Really?"

She asked and he nodded adjusting her hairs behind the ear. His own heart wasn't at peace as the worry about krisha and their baby wad troubling her but he chose to stay calm for his little one.

The atmosphere filled with a soft cry of baby. Ritvik's trance broke as he snapped his head at prem who nodded with same smile.

Shreya and isha hugged each other while hrithik streched his arms for Riva who happily jumped on him. Ritvik went near the door and a nurse came to inform them.

"Congratulations, Mr. Kashyap! You are blessed with a daughter." She announced and went from there.

Ritvik smiled with teary eyes. He hugged his friend and brother expressing his joy.

"Congratulations ritvik!" Isha and prem congratulated.

"Now we have two girls in our family. Yaay!" Shreya said pinching riva's cheek. Ritvik stretched his arms and took her. He kissed on her cheek and hugged her.

"See, mumma brought a sister for you." Her eyes twinkled up like a star and she clapped her hands.

They laughed at her cute gesture.

Soon after sometime. Ritvik and riva went inside. He saw his wife half laying with their newly born baby girl. Krisha smiled as she saw them, her eyes we're expressing her emotions. It was like they got the fruit of their struggles, the end of their separation in the form of their girl.

Riva looked around holding her father's finger. She walked to her mother silently and tried to peep up pushing her body over her toes. She wanted to see her sister.

"Mumma__baby!"

Krisha nodded her head as she gestured ritvik to pick her.

Ritvik came there but he could handle his emotions. He turned around and wiped his tears, the feeling was so much that he got overwhelmed. He couldn't understand about what were the tears.

He felt a tug on his shirt as wiping his tears he turned to see Riva blankly gazing him. She pulled her down to her height and wiped his tears with her tiny palms. Ritvik smiled still in tears and kissed her palms.

They both got diverted as the baby sniffled softly cuddling in her mother's arm.

"Ritvik, come and take your daughter." She told emotionally while smiling with tears.

He finally overcame his emotions and picked up his little one. Her cute little face had all his heart. He couldn't imagine that it will be such a nice feeling to hold a baby that too his own one.

Riva peeped up as she giggled when the baby moved her legs. Krisha creased her head and kissed on her cheek.

"What's her name?"

She cutely asked and both ritvik-krisha exchanged an intense look. They smiled together and nodded their heads before voicing out the sweet name for their baby.

"Kriti!"

Riva clapped her hands excitedly as she touched the soft cheek of baby and cried out in joy. Her smile made the both chuckle as ritvik turned to her side to give her the complete view of her sister.

Finally there were a happy family.

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Time flew like wind as they couldn't understand when their little babies grown up. The kashyap mention was filled with a bunch of kids, two of hrithik, Hriday & Hrihaan, two of prem Ishaan & Ahaan and two of ritvik Riva & Kriti. It was irritating the most to only one person and that was ritvik himself.

He tries his best to avoid the get together of the children but always fails.

Here as always the kids were playing together. But it was less like playing and more like fighting.

Aahaan snatched the doll from kriti's hands and passed it to hriday who laughed and seperated the head and body of it.ย 

This act triggered kriti and she jumped on hriday tugging his hair and then pulling it untill he burst out crying loudly. She left him and angrily looked at ahaan who jumped behind his big bro. Ishaan turned at the little girl and she started crying.

The two year old boy of hrithik looked at the four for sometime and suddenly started crying. Looking the four crying ishaan got nervous and ran inside towards his mother.

Their crying voices filled in the atmosphere and it forced ritvik to come out of his study, where till now he was teaching some maths problems to his seven year old daughter riva.

"CHUP!"

(SILENCE!)

"Kya tamasha laga rakha hai! Sabko boarding school bhej dunga agar aur awaj ki toh!"

He glared at the children who kept pin dorp silence. Ritvik picked up Hrihaan and calmed him down.

"What's going on? Kyu mere baccho ko daant rahe ho tum?"

Krisha's voice brought up a bright smile on their faces as all of them including ishaan hugged her together.

"Mumma__bhaiya broke my doll."

"Krishi, she has beaten hriday and aahaan."

"No mumma! Bhaiya is lying."

Ritvik huffed and rolled his eyes irritatedly.

"What? Bhaiya?"

Another voice came and they snapped at the door to see prem. He ran near kriti and gave a sweet smile to her.

"No baby! It's bad to call someone 'bhaiya'. Beat them once more but don't ever call with such name! Okay? You are good girl!"

Ritvik smacked on his head as he grabbed the back of his neck.

"Don't teach silly things to my daughter prem. I will kick you and these sons of yours out of my house." He rolled his eyes but prem shrugged it off.

"Papa, ritu is scolding me." Ishaan complained and ritvik glared at him to which he giggled from behind his father.

"It's okay ishu! Apne sasur se daant khana aachi baat hoti hai." He again teased him and winked at ritvik. Before he could jump on them prem already walked from there completely ignoring him.

"This prem!!" He groaned and heard krisha's giggles.

"It's fine ritvik! He is just teasing you." She told and he huffed.

They saw riva wiping kriti's tears while giving her the doll ritvik gifted to her as kriti's was broken by hriday.

"Don't cry. My things are also yours, we will ask papa to bring one more till then play with this." She smiled at her little sister who gave her best smile and hugged her. Once kriti went riva came to her father and mother.

"Let's go papa!"

"Let's go my darling!" He picked her and kissed on her cheeks. Krisha pinched them, patting her head.

"This is my most disciplined and good child unlike those bunch of monkeys." He twitched his nose and both krisha & riva giggled.

Riva rubbed his both cheeks and giggled more.

"You are so moody papa!"

"Aacha beta!"

He exchanged looks with his wife and they both tickled her untill she begged to stop.

Seeing that kriti to jumped on her father. He swirled her then pecking a kiss on her cheek pampered her little.

Both the sisters jumped as he asked them to play for some time.

"So Mrs? What are your plans?"

He suddenly asked out circling his arms around his wife.

"Which plans?"

"Yeah, yeah! Which plans? Bacche paida hone ke baad pati ko toh tum bhul hi gayi ho."

His statement was the most grumpiest one. She suppressed her smile and rounded her hands over his neck.

"Hmm! That's a big issue!"

"Yeah! Atleast you considered it. Huh!" He stated. Krisha laughed and brushed her nose with his one.

"Stop your dramas Mr. I have children to look after unlike you, just sitting and enjoying." She pushed him and ran while giggling and teasing him.

Ritvik shook his head then smiled and turned to go upstairs.

While sitting on the bed he saw their photo with their two girls and picked it up with a smile.

"Indeed a HEAVEN!"

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๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ท๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜† ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐˜€ ๐—ฏ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜‚๐˜๐—ถ๐—ณ๐˜‚๐—น ๐˜„๐—ถ๐˜๐—ต ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜€๐˜‚๐—ฝ๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐˜ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—ฎ๐—น๐—น ๐—บ๐˜† ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐˜€. ๐—ง๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ธ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐˜€๐—ผ ๐—บ๐˜‚๐—ฐ๐—ต ๐—ณ๐—ผ๐—ฟ ๐˜€๐˜‚๐—ฝ๐—ฝ๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—น๐—ผ๐˜ƒ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—บ๐˜† ๐˜„๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐—ธ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ด๐—ต๐—ผ๐˜‚๐˜ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ท๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ฟ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜†.

๐—ช๐—ถ๐˜๐—ต ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ผ๐—ณ #๐Š๐ซ๐ข๐“๐ฏ๐ข๐ค'๐ฌ ๐˜€๐˜๐—ผ๐—ฟ๐˜† ๐—œ ๐˜„๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—น๐—ฑ ๐—น๐—ผ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ผ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ฒ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐—พ๐˜‚๐—ฒ๐—น. ๐—”๐—ณ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฟ ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐˜€๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—บ๐˜† ๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ(๐˜€) ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜๐˜€ ๐—œ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ด๐—ต๐˜ ๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐˜ ๐˜€๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ ๐—ฝ๐—น๐—ผ๐˜๐˜€ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐˜€๐—ผ ๐—ถ๐˜'๐˜€ ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด.

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