Gnapika's request

As the car sped down the highway, the atmosphere was tense, laced with a mixture of concern and curiosity. Nand, always one to break the ice with humor, suddenly chuckled. "You know," he began with a teasing glint in his eye, "people back there in the hall were saying all sorts of things when you rushed out, Sakhi. Some even joked that you might be pregnant!" His laughter filled the car, light and easy, as if the very idea was preposterous. "I mean, how could that be possible? You two just got married! It’s been what, 20 days?”

Rajeev, sitting beside Gowthami, initially smiled at Nand’s teasing, but the words quickly triggered a memory. His mind flashed back to that rainy night at his house—a night of passion and intimacy, the first time they had been together in that way. The memory was vivid, drenched in the warmth and connection they had shared, and suddenly, Nand’s lighthearted comment didn’t seem so far-fetched. He looked at Gowthami, disbelief and curiosit