A/N: Kartik, Aman, Rajni and Kusum, Vikcy and Asihma meet each other. Thank you girl. with. passion for the cues :) Might not be as funny as the characters meet on but... yeah.
Warning: Auto corrects and typos are always behind my back so please forgive me for any mistakes. And please don't get mad at my attempt at typing Hindi, it is NOT my First or Second language so I am prone to make mistakes.
By the time the 4 of them reach the restaurant, it's 7:05 pm. "Kahaan hoga woh?" Aman asked as they entered the restaurant. "Pooch lenge kisi ke paas. Yeh woh table booking type nahi lagta so... order dekar hum poochenge" Rajni suggested as they proceeded towards the counter. (Where will he be?) (We will ask someone. This does not the restaurant that pre books tables so... we'll ask when we order)
"Bhai..." Kartik starts, looking at the menu.
"Arey yaar, abhi abhi toh aapne aapke order rake gaye, koi changes tha kya order mein?" the cashier asked. The four of them exchanged confused looks and looked at him again. (You just gave your order, was there some changes in it?)
"Hum toh abhi abhi aaye hai! Kaise de sakthe hai order iske pehle?" Kartik asked. "Jooth math boliye sahab, aap hi ne order kiya ek fish curry, ek chicken 65 aur do rice combo abhi abhi" the cashier asked, looking offended. (We just came here! How could we give our order before?) (Don't lie sir, you were the one who ordered a fish curry, one chicken 65 and 2 rice combos just now)
"Dekhiye ji, hum abhi aaye hai. You are confusing us with someone else. Aap please order lijiye humari aur bathaiye ki hume yeh Arora kahaan milega please?" Kusum asked. (Look sir, we've just come here. You are confusing us with someone else. Please take our order and can you tell us where we can meet Arora?)
The cashier, probably fed up with everything and eyeing the queue that was building up, just nodded with a sigh of defeat and took in Kusum's orders and forced them to move aside. Aman had excused himself to the restroom, leaving the rest of them to search for a table.
When he came out of the restroom, he saw Kartik fiddling with his phone and went towards him and hugged him from behind, giving a small peck to the cheek. "Goggle aur Kusum kahaan hai Kartik?" he asked as the person asked "Ashima?" (Where are Goggle and Kusum Kartik?)
Aman immediately shuffled back and his brows furrowed as the person turned back to face Aman. "Oh shit. I'm really very sorry, I thought that you were my husband" he said, cheeks slowly reddening.
"At least muh pe kiss nahi ki na?" the guy said, giving his attempt of a lame joke as his cheeks also started to turn pink. "Vicky Arora" he said. "Aman Tripathi. Assume kar saktha hoon ki humne aapko hi phone kiye the?" Aman asked. (At least you didn't kiss me head on) (Aman Tripathi. Can I assume that you were we're the one we'd called?)
"Shaayad" Vicky said, eyeing at the approaching people. "Par really sorry tumhe woh... tum dono ek hi tarah ka t shirt pehen rahe ho aur..." Aman said. "Koi baath nahi, as long as humara partners understand it. Lagtha hai mera patni tumhara pati ko dhoond liya" Vicky said, pointedly looking at his wife approaching with another man who was wearing the same dress as he did. (Maybe) (But I'm sorry for... Both of you have worn the same shirts and...) (No problem, as long as our partners understand it. Looks like my wife has found your husband)
While that drama was happening on one side, the other 3 were having their own share of drama. They were discussing on where to start the search, when a lady came upto them and said "Vicky! Table pakadne ke liye kaha tha tumhe aur -" and screamed when Kartik turned around. Kartik screamed back, startled by the sudden screaming, causing everyone to turn around to look at them. (Vicky! I told you to catch us a table and-)
"Tune kya kiya Vicky?" "Madam, kaun Vicky? Subah se yehi sawal pooch raha hoon main" Kartik asked, annoyed. "Hello Mr. Arora, mazaak math kar mujhse. Tum bhi jaante ho ki hum yahaan kyon aaye hai. Woh log shaayad aa chuke hai. Ab dher math kar aur chalo" Ashima said and started dragging Kartik along. (What have you done Vicky?) (Madam, who is Vicky? I'm asking the same question from the morning) (Mr. Arora, don't try to play smart. You know why we've come here. Those people might've already arrived here. Don't delay now, come)
"Madam ji, hum Vicky nahi hai. My name is Kartik aur main Arora se baath karna aaya hoon" he said and Ashima turned back and started at him. "Toh tum Vicky nahi ho?" she asked to confirm. (Madam, I'm not Vicky. My name is Kartik and I'm here to talk to Arora.) (So you are not Vicky?)
"Yeh aapka Vicky nahi ho saktha kyon ki a) He is gay and b) Can we meet Mr. Arora please? Since you seem to know him?" Rajni asked. (He can't be your Vicky as a) He is gay and b) Can we meet Mr. Arora please? Since you seem to know him?)
"Oh, sorry... Ashima Roy, wife of Vicky Arora. Aapne mere pati ko hi aaj call kiye the. Aaiye, main uske paas aapko le chalti hoon" she said and proceeded to move towards the table she just spotted Vicky on, who was now chatting with Aman who seemed to be a little flustered. (You guys had called my husband. Come, I'll take you to him)
Upon nearing the two of them, they could see that both Vicky and Aman were blushing, which had started to fade and Kartik and Ashima simultaneously raised their eyebrows to their respective partners, wanting to know what happened.
"Aman? Kyon sharma rahe ho" Rajni teased. Aman started stuttering badly and Vicky had to end up answering. "Peeche se aakar mujhe hug karne ke baad cheek mein ek kiss diya tha. Phir mujhe dekkar maafi maange shuru kiya. Aur kuch nahi" Vicky said, cheeks turning red. (Aman, why are you all blushing and embarrassed?) (He came up behind me and hugged me before kissing my cheek. Then he saw my face and started apologising. Nothing else)
"Achcha baba, ab sab log mere jaisa dikthe hai kya?" Kartik asked. "Mera koi dosh nahi hai! Dono ek hi shirt pehen rahe ho aur peeche se ek hi tarah dikthe hai dono. Main kya karoon?" Aman asked with a pout. Kartik leaned in and gave a quick peck on Aman's lip, turning the pout into a small smile. (Oh, so now everyone you look at looks like me?) (It's not my fault! Both of you are wearing the same shirt and look the same from behind. What can I do?)
"I do agree with him. Both of you look the same from behind. Anyways, Vicky, this is Kartik, and Kartik, that is Vicky." Ashima introduced and the two men looked like they were seizing each other up before nodding and shaking hands.
"Mera pati Aman, uska cousin Rajni aur uski patni Kusum." Kartik said, pointing at each of them before pulling Aman towards him. (My husband Aman, his cousin Rajni and her wife Kusum)
"Toh aaj Chaddha ne isi liye call kiya tha kya?" Vicky asked Ashima. "Shaayad?" she said. "Definitely kyon ki humare saamne hi usne aapko call kiya tha. Bol raha tha ki koi donor ka zaroorat tha use aur tune mana kiya aaj aane ke liye. Pareshaan kar raha tha hum dono ko sperm donate karne ke liye" Kartik said and Vicky facepalmed, muttering something. (So Chaddha had called us for this?) (Maybe?) (Definitely as he called you in front to us after seeing Kartik. He said something about needing a donor and you had denied donating today. He was pestering us to donate sperm)
"Aur aap chaar ne kyon wahaan gaye the?" Ashima asked. "Bachche paane ki tarika poochne ke liye. As you can see, we are not exactly... you know?" Kusum said. (And why were you four there?) (To ask about other ways to have children.)
"Achcha... surrogacy ya adoption try karlo" Vicky said and the four of them simultaneously facepalmed and groaned. "Kya hua?" he asked, confused. (Oh... try surrogacy or adoption?)
"Kuch nahi, if you hadn't noticed, hum 'LGBT community' se hai. Adoption abhi tak legalised nahi hai humare liye. Aur surrogacy might not be possible kyon ki a) Many won't be willing b) Legalities again and c) Even if you say that these two are there, ek ace hai aur doosri ke saath karne mein apparently complexities hai so... yeah" Aman said.
(Oh, nothing, if you hadn't noticed, we are from the 'LGBT community'. So adoption hasn't been legalised yet for us people. And surrogacy might not be possible as a) Many won't be willing b) Legalities again and c) Even if you say that these two are there, one is ace and the other has some complexities so... yeah)
"Oh... toh shaayad difficulties hogi... jab humne patha chala ki main infertile hoon... humne adoption karne ke liye soch rahe the. Tab hi patha chala ki yeh" she said, lightly slapping Vicky "Sperm donate kartha hai. Par woh achcha hua kyon ki we adopted one of those babies, who was orphaned..." she said.
(Oh... then maybe things can be difficult... when we found out that I was infertile... we were thinking about adoption. Then I got to know that he was a sperm donor. But it turned out well for us as we later on adopted one of those babies, who was orphaned)
"But will it help us? I mean..." Kusum trailed off, not knowing how to word it. Before anyone could say anything else, their token numbers were called and Vicky and Kartik went forward to collect the food, Kartik going just to spite the cashier for all the trouble he gave in the beginning. The said person just sighed at the smug look on Kartik's face and gave him the tray, giving the two of them confused looks.
"So..." Vicky started, playing around with the food on his plate. "From what you've said till now, mujhe nahi lagta ki aap log such mein adoption karne mein interested ho. Lagta hai ki parents ke majboori ke wajah se yeh kar rahe ho. No offence par... I don't think you are ready to have children just yet." he said, looking at the four of them. (From what you've said till now, I don't think that you people are really interested in adoption. No offence but... I don't think you are ready to have children just yet.)
"None taken... Hume abhi adoption karne ka ichcha nahi hai. We know we aren't ready for that. Yeh toh bas humari jaankari ke liye hai. Humare shaadi toh sirf teen mahine pehle hui. Hum itni jaldi main nahi hai you know. Shaayad Kartik aur Aman ke beech mein yeh baath hone ke chances the shaadi ke pehle. Par humare chemistry toh sab jaldi se hua toh we are still coming to terms with it." Kusum said with a smile.
(None taken... we are not willing to adopt right now. We know we aren't ready for that. This is just for our knowledge. We have been married for just 3 months. We are not in a hurry. Maybe there are chances that Kartik and Aman could've had this discussion before the marriage. But our chemistry was all quick and we are still coming to terms with it)
"For your information, hum toh kabhi shaadi ke baare mein kabhi soche nahi, let alone bachche. You do know that it was impossible with our situation right?" Kartik asked. "Haan haan, patha tha tumhara situation. Chupke chupke train door ke saamne mein isi liye kiss kar rahe the, jahaan koi bhi dekh sakthe the tumhe" Rajni said. (For your information, we never even thought about marriage, let alone having children. You do know it was impossible with our situation right?) (Yeah yeah, that's why you kissed each other near the door of the train, where anyone could see you)
"Aur mandap mein sabke saamne kiss kiya tha Aman ne tumhe, kisi liye, koi nahi jantha" Kusum said, suppressing a smile at their blushing faces. "Chup kar yaar" Aman muttered. "Aur kaun tumhe itne jaldi mein shaadi karne ko bola? Ek raath I love you bola aur the next night shaadi kar li. Uske pehle woh sexual tension..." Kartik shot back, shudderig. (And when Aman kissed you in front of everyone in the hall, for what reason, no one knows) (Shut up yaar) (And who asked you to get married that early? One night you were expressing your love and we're girlfriends and the next, you are married. And the sexual tension before that...)
"That seems interesting... aur batao" Ashima said. And thus the exchanging of stories began. Kartik and Aman about their relationship and the mishap at Allahabad, Kusum and Rajni chiming in regarding their story and filling in the gaps, their respective honeymoons and then finally ended with how they ended up here.
"Ab tumhare baari, aapke love story kya hai?" Aman asked. And they started their story. "Sab na, us Chaddha ke wajah se hi shuru hua. Mere peeche pad gaya tha sperm maangte hue. Pehle mana kiya par uske baad paise ke liye ek baar kiya. Kuch samay baad maine apne marzi se karna shuru kiya." Vicky said. (Now it's your turn, what is your love story?) (It all started with Chaddha. He was coming after me, asking me to donate sperm. I did refuse initially but after that I did it for the money. After some time I did do it out of my own wish)
"Bank account open karne ke liye mere paas bank mein aaya tha, phir mujhe paane me koshish kardi. Well... succeed hua tha, we dated for a while, phir shaadi kar li. Well, I did inform him that I was a divorcee before the proposal, which he didn't think to reciprocate as mentioned before... but... in the end everything did end well..." Ashima said. (He approached me in the bank to open a bank account, then he tried to open a relationship with me instead. Well, he did succeed in it, we dated for a while, then married.)
"To be frank, your dad was more open minded to the fact that I was a sperm donor than you were. In fact, he was the one to convince you to give me a second chance" Vicky said. "Achcha baba, is discussion hum ghar mein karlenge. Ab toh kuch log humare paas help maangne aaye hai, usko dekhlo pehle" she said. (Ok dear, we'll have this discussion at home. Now we have some people who wanted our help, take care of that)
The other two couples were looking at the two of them like they were watching a tennis match. "Hello, mera verdict sunlo. Sleep over the thought, discuss karlo ek dusre ke saath iske baare mein aur phir call karna when you have an idea of what you want to do. I'll keep in touch." Vicky said. (Hello, listen to my verdict. Sleep over the thought, discuss about it with each other and then call me when you have an idea of what you want to do. I'll keep in touch)
"Achcha, phir hum chalte hain. Hume bhi dher ho rahi hai. Good night!" Kartik said and started to get up, the others following him out. "Well... that was informative" (Ok, we'll take our leave then. It's getting late for us too. Good night!)
A/N: And that's the wrap of this little chapter. And quarantine is hitting hard man. Can't sit still or concentrate on one single thing :(! Hope you all like this chapter! All comments and criticism accepted and appreciated! This fic is betaed by girl. with. passion! Any prompts are welcome!
Thank you all for reading!
Rasi10 signing off
Published on 27 March 2020
