The video call finally faded.
The screen went dark.
But the chaos it left behind… lingered in the air like smoke after fireworks. 🎆
Candy was still replaying the moment in her head, eyes wide, mouth half open.
Father leaned back, chuckling quietly like a man who had just witnessed history.
Mochi sat stiff, staring at nothing, still processing the words:
"Mine and hers."
Like a system error that refused to reboot. 🧠⚠️
Mother, however…
had not laughed.
She looked at Laddu.
Not casually.
Not amused.
She really looked at him.
Mother:
"…Son."
Laddu hummed lazily, very comfortable on Mochi's lap, eyes half-closed.
Mother:
"When will you properly introduce her to your family?"
The room quieted instantly. 😶
Mother continued, her voice gentle but firm.
Mother:
"Will they accept Mochi?"
Mochi's fingers paused in Laddu's hair.
She didn't look at him.
But she listened.
Laddu didn't answer immediately.
Then he smiled.
Not playful.
Not teasing.
Certain. 😌
Laddu:
"Komal is on my side."
Mother raised an eyebrow.
Laddu:
"So no problem."
Father nodded slowly.
Father:
"Komal approval is serious."
Mother still wasn't convinced.
Mother:
"And the rest of them?"
Laddu shrugged.
Casual.
Dangerous logic loading… ⚠️
Laddu:
"What can they do…"
He glanced at the baby nearby. 👶
Then at Mochi.
Laddu:
"…if we already have children?"
Silence.
Absolute.
Dead.
💀
Mochi turned sharply.
Mochi:
"…WHAT."
Candy gasped dramatically.
Candy:
"BIG BROTHER SAY IT AGAIN."
Father choked on air.
Father:
"You keep using that sentence like a weapon."
Mother stared at him.
Mother:
"So…"
She pointed slowly.
Mother:
"You will introduce Mochi to your family… when you have children?"
Laddu nodded without hesitation.
Laddu:
"Right."
Mochi smacked his chest lightly. ✋
Mochi:
"YOU ARE INSANE."
Laddu smiled up at her.
Laddu:
"Efficient."
Mother closed her eyes.
Took a deep breath.
Then laughed.
Mother:
"You are impossible."
She looked at Mochi.
Mother:
"But…"
Her voice softened.
Mother:
"He will stand with you. No matter what."
Mochi didn't reply.
She simply rested her hand back in Laddu's hair.
A little tighter this time.
Laddu closed his eyes again.
Satisfied. 😌
Because in his mind, the equation was simple:
If he chose her — the world would adjust.
And if it didn't?
He'd adjust the world. 🌍🔥
🍽️ DINNER — THE SECOND ATTACK
Dinner finally settled.
Plates half-empty. 🍛
Baby asleep. 😴
Candy humming something aggressively off-key. 🎵
Laddu leaned back comfortably, still resting against Mochi like gravity preferred it this way.
He sighed happily.
Laddu:
"You know…"
Everyone instinctively looked at him.
Mochi:
"…Why do I feel scared already?"
Laddu smiled.
That calm smile.
The one that always came before disaster. 😈
Laddu:
"I want eight sons."
Silence.
Forks froze mid-air. 🍴
Candy's mouth slowly opened.
Father blinked twice.
Mother stopped breathing for half a second.
Mochi turned her head… very slowly.
Mochi:
"…Eight?"
Laddu nodded proudly.
Laddu:
"And three daughters."
Candy SCREAMED.
Candy:
"ELEVEN?!"
Grandma slapped the table.
Grandma:
"ARE YOU BUILDING AN ARMY?!"
Laddu corrected politely.
Laddu:
"A cricket team." 🏏
Dead silence.
Then chaos. 💥
💥 THE FAMILY REACTS
Father jumped up.
Father:
"WHO IS GOING TO PAY FOR THIS TEAM?!"
Laddu shrugged.
Laddu:
"I already have sponsors."
Father:
"…You?"
Laddu:
"Me."
Mother pressed her hand to her forehead.
Mother:
"Son… my blood pressure…"
Candy started counting on her fingers.
Candy:
"If eleven baby…
Big sister no sleep…
Big brother no sleep…
EVERYONE NO SLEEP."
Maya (on video call, because chaos spreads fast 📱):
"I leave the country."
Grandma leaned forward, eyes sparkling.
Grandma:
"Eight boys is good. Village will fear us."
Mochi finally spoke.
Mochi:
"…Why eight sons?"
Laddu answered seriously.
Laddu:
"Fielding."
Mochi:
"…And three daughters?"
Laddu looked at her.
Soft.
Certain.
Laddu:
"Balance."
That somehow made it worse. 😵
😵 MOCHI PROCESSES THE FUTURE
Mochi stared at him.
Long.
Quiet.
Dangerous.
Mochi:
"You do realize…"
She poked his chest.
Mochi:
"…I am ONE person."
Laddu nodded sincerely.
Laddu:
"I believe in you."
Mochi raised her hand.
Father flinched.
But she didn't hit him.
She placed her palm on his shoulder instead.
Mochi:
"You are insane."
Laddu beamed.
Laddu:
"Visionary."
Candy clapped wildly.
Candy:
"I WANT TO BE TEAM MANAGER!"
Mother finally spoke, very calmly.
Mother:
"You will start with one."
Laddu paused.
Mother smiled sweetly.
Mother:
"One."
She leaned in.
Mother:
"And if you survive that…
we'll talk about the rest."
The room burst into laughter. 😂
Even Mochi cracked.
She shook her head helplessly.
Mochi:
"I'm not agreeing to any team."
Laddu leaned closer and whispered:
Laddu:
"We'll start with practice."
Mochi smacked his arm.
Mochi:
"DON'T YOU DARE."
Candy jumped on the sofa.
Candy:
"CRICKET TEAM! CRICKET TEAM!"
Father collapsed back into his chair.
Father:
"This house will never be quiet."
Mother smiled, watching Mochi and Laddu together.
Mother:
"But it will be full."
Laddu rested his head back against Mochi.
Completely satisfied.
Because in his head, the future was already planned:
Big.
Loud.
Chaotic.
And somehow…
Perfect. 💛