"24. Bloodshed and Bliss"

"log chahat me haddein

Par kar dete hai

Par meri chahat ki toh

Koi hadd hai hi nahi"

-fictionflare_

(Ruhanika)

Rudraksh carried Ruhanika tenderly in his arms, stepping into their room with careful, measured steps. As he reached the bed, he lowered her down with utmost care, making sure she was comfortable as he gently placed her on the soft mattress. Once she was settled, he knelt beside the bed, his face softened with affection. Without a word, he lifted his hands to hold his ears in an adorable gesture of apology.

Rudraksh: "I'm sorry Betu, please mujhe maaf kardo Ruhh."

(I'm sorry, Betu, please forgive me, Ruhh.)

Ruhanika: "Areh ye kya kar rahe aap, pehle uper baithiye."

(What are you doing? First, please get up.)

Ruhanika gently took Rudraksh’s hands, guiding him to sit beside her on the bed. Her gaze softened as she looked at him, her fingers still holding his hand with warmth and reassurance.

Ruhanika: "Humne kaha tha hum thode se naraz hai, toh aap humse thoda hi maafi mangiye aise kaan mat pakdiye aur humare samne ghutno pe mat baithiye, hume achcha nahi lagta."

(I only said I was a little upset, so you should apologize just a little, not grab your ears and sit on your knees like this. I don’t like it.)

Rudraksh gently cupped her face, his fingers softly tracing the curve of her cheeks as his thumbs tenderly brushed over her skin. His touch was warm and comforting, a silent reassurance as he looked deeply into her eyes, letting the gentle caress convey all the love and care he felt.

Rudraksh: "Par mujhe achcha lagta hai, tum ek hi toh ho jiske samne main sar jhukata hu."

(But I like it. You’re the only one in front of whom I bow down.)

Ruhanika didn't fully grasp the depth of his words, yet a smile blossomed on her lips, radiating warmth and joy. Seeing her smile brought an instant smile to Rudraksh's face in return. He leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss on her forehead. When he pulled back, he noticed her frown, and it struck him as amusing. Unable to help himself, he let out a soft chuckle, finding her expression both adorable and endearing.

Rudraksh: "Hun ki hoya sohneyo."

(So, tell me, sweetheart, what happened?)

Ruhanika remained with a playful frown, her lips forming a delicate pout that added an extra layer of charm to her expression. The way her brows furrowed slightly gave her a look of mock seriousness, and Rudraksh couldn't help but find it adorable. He reached out, his fingers gently brushing against her chin, trying to coax a smile from her while teasingly asking.

Rudraksh: "Kya ho gaya betu?"

(What’s wrong, baby?)

She placed her hand confidently on her waist, a gesture that added a touch of defiance to her pout.

Ruhanika: "Hum toh thode se naraz hai na aapse, aapne kaha aap manayenge hume, toh manaiye ye hume kissiya kyu de rahe hai??"

(I’m only a little upset, right? You said you’d make it up to me, so go ahead! Why are you giving me kisses?)

Rudraksh struggled to hold back his laughter, his eyes sparkling with amusement. In a playful gesture, he reached out and gently pulled her cheeks, his fingers pinching the soft skin affectionately.

Rudraksh: "Aise hi toh manate hai na paglu."

(Well, isn’t that how you make up with someone, silly?)

Ruhanika: "Achcha. Toh phir ab hume Maan jaana hai kya??"

(Oh really? So, should I forgive you now?)

Rudraksh: "Umm tumhari marzi agar tumhe meri sorry pasand aayi toh Maan jao, Varna main kisi aur tarah se sorry bolta hu."

(Only if you want to. If my apology is good enough for you, then forgive me. If not, I’ll find another way to say sorry.)

Ruhanika: "Hum Rishi Bhai se puch ke aate hai."

(I’ll go and ask Rishi Bhai)

Ruhanika was about to rise from her seat, a determined look on her face, but Rudraksh swiftly grasped her hand, gently urging her to stay put. His grip was firm yet reassuring, and with a playful glare, he coaxed her to sit back down.

Rudraksh: "Koi zarurat nahi hai us khotya se kuch puchne ki, aadha hi kaam karega, infact aur bigaad hi dega."

(There’s no need to ask that idiot; he’ll just make things worse.)

Ruhanika: "Areh par..."

(But…)

Rudraksh: "Nahii betuu, achcha tum chahti ho main aur sorry bolu toh bol deta hu."

(No, Betu. Okay, if you want me to apologize more, I’ll do it.)

Rudraksh again held his ears in a gesture of apology, his expression both sincere and endearing. However, Ruhanika clasped his hands in hers, preventing him from holding his ears.

Ruhanika: "Areh nahi nahi, aap aise mat kijiye hum Maan Gaye hai."

(No, please, don’t do that. I forgive you.)

Ruhanika beamed at Rudraksh, her smile radiant and infectious, and he couldn’t help but return the gesture, a warmth spreading across his face. As the moment lingered, a thoughtful expression crossed his features, and he gently caressed Ruhanika's hand, which was still nestled in his. His fingertips brushed lightly over her skin, creating a tender connection that spoke volumes of affection and understanding.

Rudraksh: "Ahh vo betu, kya main vo tumhare vo... Godh me sar rakh lu???"

(Oh, um… can I lay my head in your lap?)

Ruhanika smiled warmly at him, her eyes sparkling with affection. In a sweet gesture, she began to caress his hand, her fingers softly tracing the contours of his palm.

Ruhanika: "Aap puch kyu rahe hai?? Humne kaha tha na ki aap pati hai humare hume chune ka, hume dekhne ka pura haq hai aapko, aap jo chahe kar sakte hai."

(Why are you even asking? I’ve told you, you’re my husband. You have every right to touch me, to look at me. You can do whatever you want.)

Rudraksh tenderly cupped her face, his hands framing her features as he caressed her cheeks with gentle strokes. The warmth of his touch sent a shiver of delight through Ruhanika. After lingering in the moment, he slowly shifted his focus, intertwining his fingers with hers once more, their hands fitting together perfectly.

Rudraksh: "Betu main abhi Jo bolu vo dhyaan se sunna aur samajhna bhi."

(Betu, listen carefully to what I’m about to say.)

Rudraksh's tone shifted to one of seriousness, causing Ruhanika to sit up a little straighter, sensing the weight of his words. She looked into his eyes and recognized that this was something important, a shift from their earlier playfulness. With a slight nod, she encouraged him to continue, her expression turning attentive.

Rudraksh: "Main janta hu Nima ne tumhe kaha hai ki main pati hu jo chahe kar sakta hu, par aisa nahi hota hai Ruhhh."

(I know Nima told you that I’m your husband and can do whatever I want, but it’s not like that, Ruhh.)

Ruhanika: "Aisa nahi hai toh kaisa hai??"

(If it’s not like that, then how is it?)

Rudraksh: "Dekho jaise hota hai na ki koi hume chuye toh achcha nahi lagta"

(You know how it feels when someone touches us, and it doesn’t feel right?)

Ruhanika: "Haa, hume nahi pasand jab kuch log hume chute hai, hum Darr jate hai. "

(Yes, I don’t like it when certain people touch me. It scares me.)

Ruhanika’s expression shifted, sadness flickering across her face as memories of her past surfaced. Rudraksh noticed the change immediately, the light in her eyes dimming as she recalled the moments that weighed heavily on her heart. Though he felt a pang of empathy for her, he chose not to change the topic. Instead, he understood that this was a necessary to teach her, for her safety.

Rudraksh: "toh betu that is good touch and bad touch. Jab kisi ka chuna bura lage, Darr Lage usse toh vo bad touch hai, agar tumhe koi aise touch kare toh tum mujhe bataogi okay?? Tum bas bad touch keh dena main samajh jaunga thik hai??"

(That’s called good touch and bad touch. If someone’s touch makes you feel scared or uncomfortable, that’s bad touch. If anyone ever touches you like that, you need to tell me, okay? Just say “bad touch,” and I’ll understand. All right?)

Ruhanika: "Par ghar pe toh aisa koi nahi hai jo aisa kare."

( But there’s no one in the house who would do that.)

Rudraksh: "Just in case keh raha hu Ruhh, suno toh sahi."

(Just saying, Ruhh. Just listen.)

Ruhanika: "Jii"

(Okay.)

Rudraksh: "So aise agar kisi ka chuna achcha Lage jisse Darr na lage toh vo hua good touch."

(If someone’s touch feels okay and doesn’t make you scared, that’s called good touch.)

Ruhanika: "Jaise aapka chuna na."

(Like your touch.)

Ruhanika flashed a grin, her playful spirit resurfacing as she spoke, and Rudraksh couldn’t help but smile in response. A wave of happiness washed over him, his heart swelling at the realization that she appreciated his touch. Her joy lit up the room, making the earlier somberness fade into the background.

Rudraksh: "Haa vaisa hi kuch, par Nima ne tumhe kaha hai ki main pati hu toh tumhe chu sakta hu, dekh sakta hu, lekin Ruhh isme koi zabardasti nahi hai. Ye tumhara jism hai, ispe sabse pehla haq tumhara hai, infact sirf tumhara hai. Tumhari marzi ke khilaaf na toh tumhe koi dekh sakta hai aur na hi chuu sakta hai. Main bhi nahi."

(Yes, something like that. But Nima told you I’m your husband, so I can touch and look at you, but there’s no force involved in that. This is your body, and you have the first and only right over it. Nobody, not even me, can touch or look at you against your will.)

Ruhanika: "Aap bhi nahi?? Par kyuu??"

(Not even you? But why?)

Rudraksh: "Haa betu main bhi nahi, tumhe aisi koi cheez nahi karni hai jisme tumhe uncomfortable feel ho, isiliye agar kabhi mera chuna ya tumhe dekhna bhi tumhe bura lage toh tum turant mujhe bataogi thik hai??"

(Yes, Betu, not even me. You should never do anything that makes you feel uncomfortable. So, if my touch or even my looking at you makes you feel bad, you should tell me immediately, all right?)

Ruhanika: "Par hume toh aapka chuna bura nahi lagta, surakshit mehsoos karte hai hum toh, hum phir kyu mana karenge aapko."

(But I don’t feel bad about your touch. I feel safe. So, why would I ever want to stop you?)

Rudraksh: "achcha thik hai, par kabhi bhi aisa laga toh tum bataogi mujhe samjhi na??"

(Okay, fine. But if you ever feel that way, you’ll tell me, right?)

Ruhanika: "Ji samajh gaye par ek sawaal hai."

(I understand. But I have one question.)

Rudraksh: "Ha ye toh aana hi tha, Puchiye meri sawalon ki dukaan."

(Here we go. Ask away, my little question bank.)

Ruhanika: "Aapne kaha ki humari marzi ke khilaaf hume koi nahi chu sakta aap bhi nahi, toh kya hume bhi aapko chune se pehle puchna chahiye?? Par hum toh kabhi bhi aapke pass aa jate hai, aapko pakad lete hai bina puche."

(You said no one should touch us without our permission, not even you. So, should I ask you before touching you? But I just come up to you anytime without asking and hold you.)

Rudraksh smiled softly, he leaned in once more, gently cupping her face in his hands.

Rudraksh: "Nahi isme puchne ki zarurat nahi hai, tum chu sakti ho mujhe tumhara hak hai vo."

(No, you don’t have to ask. You have every right to touch me.)

Ruhanika: "Toh humne bhi toh yahi kaha tha aapse ki haq hai aapka."

(Well, that’s exactly what I was saying to you. You have the same right.)

Rudraksh: "Mera matlab tha Ruhh, ki tumhara haq hai mujhpe isliye nahi kyuki tum biwi ho meri, balki isiliye haq hai kyuki ye haq maine khud apni marzi se de rakha hu tumhe."

(What I meant was, Ruhh, that you have a right over me, not because you’re my wife, but because I have willingly given you that right.)

Ruhanika took hold of his hands that were gently resting on her cheeks. She wrapped her fingers around his, feeling the warmth and tenderness of his touch.

Ruhanika: "Toh hum bhi apni marzi se aapko ye haq de rahe hai, aaiye apna sarr rakh lijiye humari godh me."

(So I, too, am willingly giving you that right. Come, lay your head in my lap.)

With a playful grin, Ruhanika spoke, sparking an immediate reaction from Rudraksh. In one swift, excited motion, he jumped beside her, laid down, and nestled his head comfortably on her lap. She couldn’t help but giggle at his boyish excitement, her heart warming as she ran her fingers gently through his hair, a smile gracing her lips. His eyes fluttered shut, and his hand found hers, his fingers playing idly with hers as he soaked up the comfort of her touch. As Ruhanika sat there, a tender smile crept onto her lips, her gaze drifting over his peaceful face, tracing the contours that made him so familiar yet endlessly captivating to her.  She glanced down at his serene face, taking in the small details that made him uniquely him. The fine lines that crinkled slightly around his eyes when he smiled, the gentle rise and fall of his chest as he breathed, and the way his lashes brushed against his cheeks as his eyes stayed closed, relaxed and at peace in her touch. As she admired his features, Ruhanika's gaze lingered on his strong jawline and the way his Adam's apple bobbed gently with each breath.

She found herself oddly captivated by it, feeling a surprising urge to trace her fingers over its shape, to see how it would feel beneath her touch. But with both her hands occupied — one lost in his hair and the other intertwined with his fingers — she simply watched, entranced. The peaceful silence wrapped around them like a warm blanket, and for a few minutes, neither felt the need to speak. After a few peaceful minutes, the quiet stretched between them, Rudraksh finally broke the silence, his voice a low murmur.

Rudraksh: "Achcha Ruhh, agar kabhi main tumse naraz ho jau toh tum mujhe kaise manaogi???"

(Okay, Ruhh, if I were ever upset with you, how would you cheer me up?)

Noticing the soft smile on Ruhanika’s face as she looked at him, Rudraksh gazed up at her curiously.

Ruhanika: "Aise"

(Like this.)

Before Rudraksh could process anything, Ruhanika leaned in, her face close to his as she began planting soft kisses across his features. She kissed his forehead, cheeks, nose, eyes, and chin with a tenderness that left him completely still, savoring the gentle warmth of each touch. Her lips lingered, but she carefully avoided his lips, leaving them untouched in a way that made him ache for more, yet feel an overwhelming softness in her affection. When she pulled back, her gaze fell on his face, which had turned an unmistakable shade of red, the color spreading across his cheeks, neck, and even his ears.

The usual fairness of his skin had disappeared, replaced by a rosy flush that revealed the depths of his flustered reaction. He lay there, frozen, his breath caught in his throat and his eyes tightly shut, as if still processing the cascade of affection she’d just showered on him. Ruhanika couldn’t contain her amusement, a giggle escaping her lips. Hearing her laughter, Rudraksh finally opened his eyes, taking in the sight of his wife’s radiant smile and playful expression. Her joy was infectious, and despite his flustered state, he couldn’t help but smile, feeling warmth spread through him as he basked in the tenderness of the moment.

Ruhanika: Aapka chehra surkh laal ho gaya hai, kya iska matlab hai aap sharma gaye??? "

( Your face has gone red. Does that mean you’re blushing?)

Rudraksh quickly sat up, turning his face to the side in an attempt to hide his blush and the shy smile that tugged at his lips. He could still feel the ghost of her soft kisses lingering on his skin, each one etched into his memory. His heart raced, and he couldn’t help but replay the moment in his mind, feeling both flustered and elated. Ruhanika, noticing his shy reaction, tilted her head playfully, trying to catch a glimpse of his face. When she saw the faint smile he was trying so hard to hide, her giggle bubbled up once more, filling the room with her lighthearted laughter. Hearing her, Rudraksh’s blush deepened, and he couldn’t resist smiling back, finally meeting her eyes with a look of endearing surrender.

Ruhanika: "Humne sirf aapk0 kissiya di aur aap itna sharma rahe hai. Hum toh nahi sharmate jab aap hume kissie dete hai."

(I just gave you a kiss, and you’re blushing so much. I don’t blush like this when you kiss me.)

Rudraksh: "Main kiha dinda haan te tusi kithon ditta hai, oh vi taan vekho, Jaan-e-Aksh!"

(Where I give kisses, and where you gave, please notice that as well sweetheart)

Ruhanika: "Ji kya kaha??"

(What did you say?)

Rudraksh: "Eh sahi hai, meri dhadkan te vadhayi jandi hai, te tusi masoom ban ke beth gaye. Na jaane jis din lips te kiss karogi, mera ki hovega... kahi dharti vich na samaa jaava main!"

(Wowww, after raising my heartbeats you are sitting here being all innocent. I don’t know what’ll happen to me the day you kiss me on the lips… I might just want the ground to swallow me up!)

Ruhanika: "Areh kya keh rahe hai hum nahi samajh rahe hai. Aap jaan ke kar rahe hai na aise, jaiye humse baat mat kijiye."

(What are you saying? I don’t understand. You’re doing this on purpose, aren’t you? Fine, I’m not talking to you anymore.)

Rudraksh: "Eh main ki soch reha si? Apne jazbaat te khayaalan nu kabu vich rakhan di zarurat hai tenu, Rudraksh Malhotra!"

(What am I even thinking? Rudraksh Malhotra, you need to keep a check on your emotions and thoughts!)

Ruhanika folded her arms across her chest and crossed her legs, her gaze shifting to the side as she wore an exaggerated pout. Her lips pressed together in a little frown, and she gave him a look that clearly expressed playful disapproval.

Rudraksh: "Ohh toh Mallika-e-Aksh ko mood swings ho rahe hai."

(Ohh, so the Queen of Aksh is having mood swings.)

Ruhanika kept her gaze averted.

Rudraksh: "Tere te naraz hone bare main soch vi nahi sakda, meri Ruhh, par terya eh harkatan nu vekh ke main kivein apne aap nu sambhalan?"

(I can never even think of being upset with you, my Ruhh, but with the way you act, how can I possibly keep myself together?)

Ruhanika glanced up at him, her expression a mix of confusion and irritation. Rudraksh couldn’t help but chuckle at her reaction, finding her curious yet feisty gaze endearing. The way her brows knitted together as she tried to decipher his thoughts only added to her charm.

Rudraksh: "Chalo, hun main tuhade mood swings vi sambhalna sikh lainda haan!"

(Come on, I’d better learn how to handle your mood swings too!)

Rudraksh wrapped his arms around Ruhanika from behind, pulling her close and resting his chin gently on her shoulder. The warmth of their bodies melded together, and both of them felt completely at ease in each other’s presence. They had crossed an unspoken threshold of comfort, not even realizing how naturally their bond had deepened over time. His hand rested softly on her belly, a gesture filled with tenderness and affection. Ruhanika tilted her head to the side, glancing back at him with a confusing gaze.

Ruhanika: "Mood swings hume?? Par kyu."

(Mood swings? Me? Why?)

Rudraksh: "Periods me hota hai Ruhh, har ladki ko hota hai."

(It happens during periods, Ruhh; every girl experiences it.)

Ruhanika: "Toh sabke pati ko pata hota hai ye."

(So, all husbands know about this?)

Rudraksh: "Haaan common hai ye sab"

(Yes, it’s common now)

Ruhanika: "Toh phir pati log kya karte hai??"

(So what do husbands do?)

Rudraksh: "Unki biwi nakhre karti hai, aur pati logo ko unke nakhre uthane hai."

(Their wives throw tantrums, and it’s the husband’s job to take care of them.)

Ruhanika: "Phir toh aap takleef mat lijiyega, hum aise nahi hum aapko nakhre nahi dikhayenge aapko tang bhi nahi karenge."

(Then you don’t have to worry about that. I won’t throw tantrums or annoy you.)

Rudraksh playfully flicked her nose, causing Ruhanika to let out a soft squeak of surprise. With a mischievous grin, he then gently bumped his forehead against hers.

Rudraksh: "Bilkul nahi, tum aisa nahi karogi, balki tum mujhe nakhre dikhaogi, aur main Khushi Khushi tumhari har khwaish puri karunga, thik hai??"

(No, that’s not how it’s going to be. Instead, you will show me all your tantrums, and I’ll happily fulfill all your wishes, okay?)

Ruhanika: "matlab ab hume nakhre karne hai??"

(So, I have to throw tantrums now?)

Rudraksh: "Ha zindagi bhar tum nakhre karna, main tumhare nakhre uthaunga, tumhari har khwaish puri karunga, ab se aisa hi hoga, okay Sohneyo??"

(Yes, for the rest of our lives. You throw the tantrums, and I’ll pamper you and fulfill every wish of yours. That’s how it’ll be, okay, my love?)

Ruhanika: "Phir toh humne coffee mangi thi, vo khwaish toh Puri nahi ki aapne."

(Well, I did ask for coffee, and you still haven’t fulfilled that wish.)

Rudraksh: "Coffee bhulogi nahi na tum Ruhh."

(You’re never going to forget that coffee, are you, Ruhh?)

Ruhanika giggled, her eyes sparkling with delight as she playfully shook her head.

Rudraksh: "Chup nautanki, tumhe takleef ho aisi koi cheez nahi milegi tumhe, kuch aur chahiye toh batao"

( Quiet, you little drama queen! I’m not giving you anything that’ll make you feel bad. If there’s anything else, tell me.)

Ruhanika: "Haa chahiye na."

(Yes, there is.)

By now, Rudraksh was gently swaying Ruhanika back and forth in his arms, creating a soothing rhythm that seemed to match the lightheartedness of their moment.

Rudraksh: "Ha bolo kya chahiye."

(Okay, what do you want?)

Ruhanika: "Aap."

(You.)

Rudraksh: "Huhh??"

Rudraksh eventually came to a gentle stop, his arms still wrapped around Ruhanika as he looked down into her eyes. She responded with a soft nod.

Ruhanika: "Haa aap chahiye Hume, aap jante hai hume na har waqt bas aapko dekhne ka man karta hai aur humesha aapke pass rehne ka man karta hai jaise hum abhi hai."

(Yes, I want you. You know, I just want to look at you all the time and always be close to you, like I am now.)

Rudraksh's cheeks flushed a deep crimson as he caught Ruhanika's gaze lingering on him. He realized she was beginning to recognize the feelings that stirred between them, even if she didn’t fully comprehend their depth. The openness of her admiration left him both flattered and bashful, making his heart race. It was as if a silent confession hung in the air, and the thought of her feelings for him ignited a warmth that spread through his chest.

Ruhanika: "Kya aap phir se sharma gaye??"

(Are you blushing again?)

Rudraksh: "Ab tum meri itni tarif karogi toh mujhe sharam toh aayegi na. Mere pet me bhi titliya udd rahi hai jaise tumhare pet me udti hai."

(If you keep complimenting me like that, of course I’ll blush! I feel butterflies in my stomach, just like you do.)

Ruhanika adjusted her position, sitting up straight to face him directly. Her gaze drifted downward, landing on Rudraksh's abdomen.

Ruhanika: "Sach me?? Hum chuu sakte hai??"

(Really? Can I touch them?)

Rudraksh's eyes widened in surprise. This girl was clearly pushing his limits, playfully toying with his emotions and testing his patience.

Ruhanika: "Kal hum jab aapke bheetar so Gaye na, tab humne dekha tha aapka pet toh kitna kadak hai, humara kitna naram hai. Kitna ajeeb hai na ladka aur ladki dono kitne alag hote hai na."

(When I lay on your chest last night, I felt how firm it was compared to mine, which is so soft. Isn’t it strange how boys and girls are so different?)

Rudraksh: "Ahhh jaana, ab bas karte hai thik hai aaj bahaut baatein kar li na."

(Ahh, my love, that’s enough talking for today, okay? We’ve talked a lot today.)

Ruhanika: "Phir se jaana, areh h...."

(There you go again, calling me “Jaana” But…)

Rudraksh: "Shhh, aaj tum bahaut cheeze Sikh chuki ho ab baaki kal thik hai, and koi sawal nahi."

(Shhh. You’ve learned a lot today. The rest we’ll discuss tomorrow, okay? No more questions.)

Ruhanika nodded.

Rudraksh: "Kya main yaha kaam karlu? Tum baithogi sath me??"

(Can I get some work done here? Will you sit with me?)

Ruhanika: "Haa hum aapke hath dekhenge, kaise "tap tap tap"karke chalte hai laptop pe, hume bahaut pasand hai."

(Yes, I’ll watch your hands as you “tap, tap, tap” on the laptop. I love watching that.)

Rudraksh chuckled softly at her words. He shifted to settle more comfortably on the bed, leaning back against the plush backrest. Ruhanika, mirroring his movements, nestled beside him. With a content smile, Rudraksh reached over to the side table and pulled out his laptop. The soft glow of the screen illuminated their faces as he opened it, ready to dive into whatever task awaited him. Ruhanika leaned in closer, intrigued by what he was doing, her curiosity piqued.

Rudraksh: "tumhe bhi sikhna hai??"

(Do you want to learn too?)

Ruhanika: "Nahi, hume bas aapko dekhna hai."

(No, I just want to watch you.)

Rudraksh once again turned his face to the side, trying to hide the blush creeping onto his cheeks. Today, Ruhanika seemed to be in a playful mood, her focus entirely on showering affection on her husband, and it was both adorable and a little overwhelming for him. Suddenly, Ruhanika poked his arm playfully, snapping him out of his thoughts. He turned to look at her, raising his eyebrows.

Ruhanika: "Vaha kya dekh rahe hai shuru kijiye."

(Why are you looking there? Start)

Rudraksh shook his head with a smile, a mix of amusement and affection, as he focused on his work. Meanwhile, Ruhanika rested her head on his shoulder, her gaze drifting to his veiny hands as they moved swiftly across the keyboard. She couldn't help but admire the way his fingers worked, strong yet delicate, as they tapped and clicked. As time passed, Ruhanika found herself growing a bit bored, although she wasn’t quite ready to sleep.

In an effort to occupy her hands, she began to fidget with her dupatta, absentmindedly twisting and turning the fabric between her fingers. Rudraksh noticed her restlessness and chuckled softly, a warm smile spreading across his face. Reaching over, he grabbed Ruhanika's laptop, the one that Kartavya had given her. He quickly resumed the movie she had been watching the night before, knowing it would capture her attention. As the familiar scenes began to play, Ruhanika’s face lit up with a grin. She settled in closer to Rudraksh, her focus shifting to the screen, while he returned to his work, the comfortable rhythm of their companionship enveloping them in a cozy bubble.

After some time, Rudraksh noticed that Ruhanika seemed lost in thought, her gaze shifting between her hand and the screen of the laptop. Curious, he leaned over slightly to catch a glimpse of what was holding her attention. When he saw the movie playing, a warm smile spread across his face at the sight of her engrossed in the story. Her eyes sparkled with interest, and he felt a swell of affection for her. Their day unfolded with a comfortable ease, filled with laughter and shared moments, before they joined the family for dinner. Throughout the entire day, Rudraksh took it upon himself to ensure Ruhanika didn’t lift a finger.

He was determined that she should not feel any burden, even when it came to eating. He playfully fed her with his own hands, savoring every moment of their closeness, and making her laugh in between bites. After dinner, they settled down for the night, curling up together in each other’s arms, enveloped in a cocoon of warmth and affection. He had already reassured her that she didn’t need to worry about finding him in the room at night if he was away for work. Once Ruhanika had drifted off peacefully to sleep, he took a moment to cover her gently, ensuring she was warm and comfortable.

He placed her favorite pillow within her reach, perfect for hugging as she slept. Before stepping out, he leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to her forehead, a silent promise that he would always be there when she needed him. Before leaving the room, Rudraksh gently tucked Ruhanika in, ensuring she was comfortable and cozy. He placed a pillow beside her, so she could hug it while she slept, a small token of his care. As she drifted off into a peaceful slumber, he leaned down to plant a soft kiss on her forehead, whispering sweet words of love.

The moment Rudraksh stepped out of his room, his demeanor shifted. The warmth and tenderness he had just shown to Ruhanika melted away, replaced by the fierce intensity of "The Leo" within him. Anger radiated from his features, veins bulging at his temples, and his eyes burned with a deep crimson hue, a striking reflection of his inner turmoil. He strode out of the house with purpose, each step echoing the storm brewing inside him. As he approached the outdoor setting, he spotted Kartavya, Ashvik, and Rishwik seated around a sturdy chair, their expressions tense and serious. Amandeep stood nearby, his posture indicating that he was also on high alert. Their attention was fixated on a man kneeling on the ground before them, looking utterly disheveled and in a pitiful state. The man, seemingly in his mid-thirties, was trembling and visibly shaken, a stark contrast to Rudraksh’s commanding presence.

Rudraksh’s men flanked the kneeling man, creating a protective barrier that underscored the seriousness of the situation. As Rudraksh approached, he felt the weight of their collective gaze. Without hesitation, he took the seat beside Kartavya, his posture radiating authority. The tension in the air was palpable, and the atmosphere crackled with unspoken challenges and confrontations.

Kartavya: "Little Sunshine so gayi??"

(Has Little Sunshine gone to sleep?)

Rudraksh: "Hmm, bhabhi aur Kriti??"

(Hmm, what about Bhabhi and Kriti?)

Kartavya: "Yeah, they’re asleep."

Rudraksh: "Bring him here."

Warning: Violence ⚠️

One of Rudraksh's men gripped the man's neck from behind with a firm hold, yanking him to his feet before forcefully throwing him down in front of Rudraksh. The man winced in agony as his knees made contact with the ground, eliciting a sharp yell that echoed through the tense atmosphere. Rudraksh's gaze was piercing as he regarded the man sprawled before him. Blood trickled from various wounds, evidence of a rough treatment, and the man’s eyes darted around in fear, seeking some semblance of mercy but finding none in the fierce eyes of "The Leo."

Man: "Ahhhhh"

Rudraksh's anger flared as he seized the man's jaw with a fierce grip, his eyes burning with disgust. The intensity of his gaze conveyed a silent warning.

Rudraksh: "Awaaz nahi bilkul bhi, Meri biwi so Rahi hai, Darr jayegi vo."

(Not a single sound, my wife is sleeping. She’ll get scared.)

Rudraksh hurled the man backward, sending him crashing to the ground in a heap of defeat. Rishwik quickly approached, kneeling in front of the fallen figure, his grip firm on the man’s collar. With a fierce glare, Rishwik leaned in, his voice low and threatening, as he demanded answers.

Rishwik: "Kya laga tha, RM mansion me aana itna asaan hai. Tu naukar ka natak karega, yaha aayega, apni man mani karega aur hume pata nahi lagega???"

(What did you think? Coming into RM Mansion was going to be so easy? That you'd just act like a servant, come in here, do whatever you wanted, and we wouldn’t know?)

Ashvik: "Aur humari Ruhi ko nuksaan pohchane ka socha bhi kaise tune??"

(And how dare you even think of harming our Ruhi?)

Disguised as a servant, the man stealthily entered the RM mansion, his eyes scanning for the perfect moment to strike. He intended to slip something into Ruhanika's food, hoping to render her unconscious so he could whisk her away unnoticed. However, what he didn't realize was that Rudraksh had anticipated his every move. This entire scheme was, in fact, Rudraksh's carefully laid trap to expose the intruder.

Rishwik delivered a powerful punch, connecting squarely with the man's face. The force of the blow sent him sprawling to the ground, his face landing just inches from Kartavya's feet. Without a moment's hesitation, Kartavya raised the man's chin with the tip of his shoe, forcing him to look up at him. With a cold smirk, he delivered a swift kick to the man's chest, sending him reeling backward, gasping for breath.

Man: "Please, sir, let me go. I did all of this for money; it's not my fault."

Kartavya: "You've been working for Vijaypratap for the past ten years, and you're saying you did all of this just for money?"

Ashvik seized the man by the neck, yanking him upright. But before the man could catch his breath, Amandeep lunged forward and delivered a hard punch to his face. The impact sent the man staggering backward, but Ashvik quickly followed up with a brutal kick to his stomach, causing him to double over in pain. Everyone present was taken aback; it was a rare sight to see Ashvik and Amandeep lose their composure. Normally calm and collected, they were now fueled by a fiery rage that made their strikes all the more relentless. They continued to rain down kicks and punches, sweat glistening on their foreheads, but their fury showed no signs of abating. Finally, Kartavya and Rishwik intervened, swiftly grabbing their arms and pulling them back.

Kartavya: "What the hell are you two doing??"

Rishwik: "Do you want to kill him or something?"

The atmosphere was charged with tension as Rudraksh’s gaze bore into the man, filled with nothing but anger and disgust. Ashvik, fueled with anger, an his fingers through his hair in frustration, trying to steady himself amidst the chaos. Amandeep mirrored his actions, taking a deep breath to regain his composure.

Ashvik: "Sorry, bhai, but after seeing what he tried to do to Ruhi, I… I just lost control."

Amandeep: "I’m sorry, Sir, I don’t have any explanation for my behavior."

Kartavya: "I’m not even asking for an explanation, Aman and Ashvik. Your actions are justified, but remember, we can’t act impulsively like this. We need that man, right?"

Both brothers nodded, acknowledging the unspoken agreement to remain calm and collected. They settled into their chairs, the weight of the earlier confrontation still hanging in the air. Rishwik, ever attentive, passed them a water bottle. As they took a moment to hydrate, the silence was filled with an underlying determination to ensure Ruhanika’s safety and to handle the situation with the seriousness it deserved.

All eyes were on Rudraksh as he sat silently, his expression a mixture of resolve and fury. Finally, he stood up and approached the man sprawled on the floor, a pool of blood forming beneath him. Rudraksh knelt down, his movements deliberate, and gripped the man's collar tightly, pulling him closer. The intensity in Rudraksh's gaze was unmistakable, a fierce determination to confront the threat head-on and protect Ruhanika at all costs.

Rudraksh: "Tu andar aa paya kyuki Maine aane Diya hai. Sab pata tha mujhe, kya laga tha yaha aayega meri Ruhh ko le jayega mujhse Durr aur main ye hone dunga???"

(The only reason you even got inside is because I let you in. I knew everything. Did you think you'd come here and take my Ruhi away from me and I would just let it happen?)

The man's eyes widened in shock as he realized that Rudraksh was already aware of his nefarious plans. Fear coursed through him, a cold sweat breaking out on his brow as he struggled to comprehend how his scheme had been uncovered. Rudraksh's unwavering grip and the fierce determination etched on his face only intensified the man's dread, leaving him acutely aware that he had underestimated Rudraksh's vigilance and strength.

Rudraksh: "Jaake keh de tere malik us Vijaypratap se ki, Ruhh meri hai koi kitna bhi karle use mujhse Durr nahi kar sakta, aur vo jo chahta hai ab toh vo hone se raha par ha ek surprise jaldi hi Milne wala hai use. Also he should start counting his day."

(Go back and tell your master, Vijaypratap, that Ruhi is mine. No matter what he tries, he can’t take her away from me. And as for what he wants, that’s never going to happen. But yes, he’s about to receive a surprise soon. He should start counting his days.)

Rishwik: "Kya hai zyada din bache nahi hai, Bhai ne rok rakha hai varna tu aur tera malik dono ab tak zameen ke cheh feet niche gade hote."

(If it wasn’t for my brother holding me back, you and your master would both be six feet under by now.)

Rudraksh stood up, shaking off the tension that had built in his muscles. He dusted off his clothes with a deliberate motion, a subtle way of regaining his composure after the confrontation. His expression remained stoic, but the fire in his eyes spoke volumes about the protective instincts that had been ignited within him. He was ready to ensure that no harm would come to Ruhanika or anyone he loved again.

Rudraksh: "Make sure he regrets his existence and the very day he stepped into the Leo’s den."

Rudraksh’s men nodded in understanding, and he turned his backto leave.

Kartavya: "Rudraksh, we need him to go to Vijaypratap and warn him, right?"

Rudraksh: "Khade kya ho tum log, shuru ho jao"

(Why are you all just standing there? Get started.)

Rishwik: "Bhai??"

(Brother?)

Rudraksh: "I want him to let Vijaypratap know that his end is near, whether he delivers that message alive or dead, I don’t care."

Rudraksh spoke with a commanding tone, tucking his hands into his pants pockets as he turned on his heel and walked back inside the house. His demeanor was cool and collected, a stark contrast to the chaos outside. Kartavya couldn't help but smirk at Rudraksh's behavior, pride swelling within him. He admired how Rudraksh was handling the situation with a level of authority and confidence that was both impressive and reassuring. It was clear to Kartavya that his brother had grown into a formidable leader, one who knew exactly how to assert his dominance while keeping his emotions in check. As Rudraksh disappeared into the house, the tension outside began to dissipate slightly, though the atmosphere remained charged with adrenaline and anticipation.

Rishwik: "Suna nahi tum logo ne bhai ne kya kaha khatirdari Karo iski, aur phir jaake fek dena Vijaypratap ke ghar ke aage."

(Didn’t you all hear what my brother said? Give him a warm welcome, then go throw him in front of Vijaypratap’s house.)

Ashvik: "And clean up every trace of this. Ruhi, bhabhi, and Kriti—no one should know about this."

All the men nodded in agreement and swiftly took the man away, ensuring he would face the consequences of his actions. Meanwhile, the others began cleaning up the mess on the ground, their expressions reflecting the seriousness of the situation. Once everything was tidied up, they all made their way back to the house, each heading to their respective rooms.

Violence ends.

Rudraksh stepped into his room and found Ruhanika sleeping peacefully, her serene expression lighting up the dimly lit space. A gentle smile spread across his face, and he felt an overwhelming urge to hold her close, to feel the warmth of her body against his. Yet, he hesitated. The thought of touching her with hands that had just been stained with another man's blood filled him with revulsion. To Rudraksh, Ruhanika was the purest soul he had ever known, a light in his dark world. He couldn't bear the thought of tainting that purity with the remnants of violence that clung to him. With a heavy heart, he turned away and headed straight for the washroom. The sound of running water filled the small space as he scrubbed away the grime of the day, cleansing not just his hands but also the weight of his actions.

After taking a long, hot shower, he emerged feeling refreshed, the remnants of his earlier fury washed down the drain. Dressed in a simple white vest and comfortable sweatpants, he felt a bit more like himself again. Rudraksh moved carefully back into the room, determined to keep the peace and tranquility that surrounded Ruhanika intact. He sat on the edge of the bed, gazing at her for a moment before gently pulling the pillow from her embrace. She stirred slightly, her eyelids fluttering as if caught between dreams and reality, but before she could fully wake, he slipped down beside her. As if sensing his presence, Ruhanika instinctively hugged him, burying her head against his chest, her warm breath soothing his troubled soul.

Ruhanika: "Aap aa gaye??"

(You’re back?)

Ruhanika murmured a question in her sleep, instinctively sensing Rudraksh's presence nearby. He smiled softly and gently patted her head.

Rudraksh: "ha Ruhh, yahi hu main so jao tum araam se."

(Yes, Ruhh, I’m here. Go back to sleep peacefully.)

Ruhanika nestled closer, rubbing her cheeks against Rudraksh's chest, finding solace in his embrace before drifting back to sleep. He continued to pat her head gently, cherishing the peaceful moment as he felt her relax against him. Watching her slip into a deep slumber, he couldn’t help but smile, feeling a profound sense of love and protectiveness wash over him.

Rudraksh: "Main kabhi vi tenu apne ton door nahi jaaun dena, Ruhh. Main hamesha tenu bacha ke rakhunga, kyunki tusi meri zindagi vich ek hi sukoon ho, te koi vi sanu alag nahi kar sakda. Bas ek vaar tuhade gunhegaraan nu saza de dein, te mera apna maksad vi pura kar laan, jide bahut kareeb main aa gaya haan. Tenu inna sab to door rakhunga, Ruhh. Jado sab khatam ho jaave, tenu ithon door le jaavaanga, jithon sirf meri Ruhh hovegi, main hovaanga, te saadi family."

(I’ll never let you be far from me, Ruhh. I’ll always protect you because you’re the only peace in my life, and no one can separate us. Once I bring your wrongdoers to justice and fulfill my own purpose—which I’m getting closer to—I’ll keep you away from all of this. When it’s over, I’ll take you far from here, where it’ll just be my Ruhh, me, and our family.)

Rudraksh leaned down and placed a soft kiss on Ruhanika's head.

Rudraksh: "sab toh chhad ke chale gaye, par Tusi taan mainu chhad ke nahi jaaoge na, meri Ruhh, kadey vi?"

( Everyone else left, but you won’t leave me, will you, my Ruhh? Never?)

Ruhanika, deep in her slumber, seemed to sense the storm of emotions brewing within Rudraksh. Her brow furrowed slightly, and she shook her head as if trying reassure him.

Rudraksh: "Saalan pehle jo kuch vi hoya, main sab seh gaya, Sohneyo, par tuhade ton doori main kabhi vi nahi seh paavaanga. Tusi meri zindagi ban chukki ho, tuhadi muskaan, tuhadi masoomiyat, tuhade sawaalan di mainu aadat ho gayi hai. Please, mainu kadey vi mat chhaddna, Ruhh. Tusi sirf naam di nahi, asal vich meri Ruhh ho."

( I endured everything that happened years ago, but being away from you is something I could never bear. You’ve become my whole life, Ruhh. Your smile, your innocence, your questions—I’m so used to them now. Please, never leave me, Ruhh. You’re not just my soul in name; you’re truly my soul.)

Ruhanika nestled her face against his neck, instinctively seeking comfort as she patted his chest gently. The soothing rhythm of her touch helped calm Rudraksh's racing heart, easing the turmoil that had gripped him earlier. A smile crept across his face, and he felt a wave of tranquility wash over him as he embraced her tightly in his arms. With Ruhanika close, he drifted into a peaceful sleep, content in the warmth of their love and the safe cocoon they had created together.

Next morning, As Ruhanika slowly woke up, she rubbed her eyes, trying to shake off the remnants of sleep. Instinctively, she reached out to pat the space beside her, hoping to find Rudraksh there, but her  hand met only the softness of a pillow. A frown creased her brow as she sat up, her heart sinking slightly at the absence of her husband. Looking around the room, she scanned for any sign of him, feeling an unexpected pang of disappointment and sat up on the bed.

Ruhanika: "Ye phir gaye hume chod ke, hum phir se thode naraz ho

jayenge, humne kaha bhi tha nahi jana."

( You left me again; now I’ll be a little upset with you. I told you not to leave.)

Rudraksh: "Stop complaining Ruhh, yahi hu main, phir se naraz thodi karunga apni Rajkumari ji ko."

(Stop complaining, Ruhh; I’m right here. I wouldn’t make my princess mad at me again.)

Rudraksh stepped out of the closet, fastening the last button on his shirt, when he caught sight of Ruhanika. Her gaze was fixed on him, her hands cupping her face as she tilted her head to the side, her eyes sparkling with admiration. Unable to resist her charming expression, Rudraksh raised an eyebrow and asked .

Rudraksh: "Kya ho gaya subah subah Mallika-e-Aksh ko??"

(What’s up with the Empress of Aksh this morning?)

Ruhanika: "Is safed shirt me aap kitne man mohak lag rahe hai, man kar raha hai hum bas aapko hi niharte rahe saara din, aap jaante hai aap bahaut sundar hai, itne ki hume toh aakhein band karne pe hi aap dikhte hai."

(You look so charming in this white shirt. I feel like just looking at you all day. Do you know how beautiful you are? So much so that even when I close my eyes, I still see you.)

Rudraksh turned his back to Ruhanika, desperately trying to hide the flush that crept up his cheeks.

Rudraksh: "Ye kya keh rahi ho Ruhh."

(What are you saying, Ruhh?)

Ruhanika: "Haa hum sach keh rahe hai."

( Yes, I’m telling the truth.)

Rudraksh took a deep breath to steady his nerves before walking over to Ruhanika. With a gentle touch, he caressed her cheeks, feeling the warmth of her skin under his fingertips. She looked up at him, her sleepy eyes sparkling with affection, and he couldn't help but smile at her.

Rudraksh: "Good morning Ruhh"

Ruhanika: "Good morning Aksh."

Rudraksh’s smile widened even more, but it quickly faded as he noticed the slight frown forming on Ruhanika’s face. Her eyebrows knitted together in confusion, and he could sense that something was bothering her.

Rudraksh: "Kya hua?"

(What happened?)

Ruhanika: "Aap humse pehle toh nahi uthte, aaj kaise aur taiyaar bhi ho gaye."

(You usually don’t wake up before me; how come today you’re up and dressed already?)

Rudraksh: "Haa Ruhh, mujhe na kuch kaam se bahar jaana hai, lunch tak aa jaunga."

(Yes, Ruhh, I have to go out for some work. I’ll be back by lunchtime.)

Ruhanika's eyes went wide in surprise as she quickly sprang up from the bed, the soft sheets slipping from her body.

Ruhanika: "Aapne bataya kyu nahi?? Hume uthaya kyu nahi?? Hum bata rahe hai aap aise hi nahi jayenge hum abhi nashta bana dete hai aap kha kar jaiyega."

(Why didn’t you tell me? Why didn’t you wake me up? I’m telling you, you’re not going without breakfast! I’ll make it right now, and you’ll eat before you go.)

Just as Ruhanika turned to leave the bed, she felt a warm grip on her hand. Startled, she looked back to find Rudraksh smiling softly at her, his eyes filled with warmth.

Rudraksh: "Relax Mallika-e-Aksh, abhi nahi ja raha hu, tum ready ho jao, breakfast karte hai phir jaunga."

(Relax, Empress of Aksh; I’m not leaving yet. You get ready, we’ll have breakfast together, and then I’ll go.)

Ruhanika: "thik hai par hume vo mat bulaiye subah subah"

(Okay, but don’t call me that so early in the morning.)

Rudraksh: "Kya Mallika-e-Aksh??"

(Call you what, Empress of Aksh?)

Ruhanika: "Haa"

(Yes)

Rudraksh: "Kyu??"

(Why?)

Ruhanika: "Subah subah humare bheetar titliyan aa jati hai."

(Because it gives me butterflies in my stomach so early in the morning.)

Rudraksh chuckled at her words, finding her bashfulness utterly adorable. Ruhanika lowered her head, trying to hide the pink hue spreading across her cheeks, which only made him smile wider.

Rudraksh: "Mallika-e-Aksh, Jaan-e-aksh, meri Ruhhh, betuuuu, yellow aur.."

(Empress of Aksh, Life of Aksh, my Ruhh, my dear… yellow and…)

Ruhanika: "Aur nahi bas, mat kariye hume tang."

(Enough! Don’t tease me.)

Ruhanika felt a rush of shyness as she hugged Rudraksh tightly, burying her face against his chest. The warmth of his embrace enveloped her, making her heart flutter. Rudraksh responded by wrapping his arms around her securely, planting a gentle kiss on the top of her head. After a moment, he pulled back slightly, just enough to look into her eyes. A playful smile spread across his face as he reached up and playfully poked her dimples, causing her to giggle.

Rudraksh: "Nahi karta tang, ab jao ready ho jao jaldi, mujhe thoda jaldi nikalna hai."

(I’m not teasing you. Now go and get ready quickly. I need to leave soon.)

Ruhanika: "Jii hum bas abhi aaye."

(Okay, I’ll be right back.)

Ruhanika hurried into the washroom. After a little while, both she and Rudraksh emerged, looking fresh and ready for the day ahead. They made their way downstairs together, joining the family at the breakfast table. The atmosphere was lively, filled with laughter and playful banter as everyone teased one another. The warmth of their camaraderie was infectious, and Ruhanika found herself smiling and giggling along with everyone. The banter flowed effortlessly as they shared stories and playful jabs, creating a backdrop of joy that wrapped around them like a cozy blanket. Once breakfast was finished and the dishes began to clear, Rudraksh stood up, preparing to leave for the day. But before he could step away, he paused and turned back to Ruhanika. He gently cupped her cheeks in his hands, his thumb softly brushing against her skin.

Rudraksh: "Betu, main kuch der me vapas aa jaunga, tum please thik se rehna, apna khayal rakhna aur Darna nahi haa. Kartavya bhai ghar pe hai kuch rahe toh unhe bata dena."

(Dear, I’ll be back soon. Please take care of yourself and don’t be afraid, okay? Kartavya is at home; if you need anything, just let him know.)

Ruhanika: "aap chinta mat kijiye, hum araam se rahenge aur aapka intezar karenge, jaldi aaiyega aap. "

(Don’t worry, I’ll be fine and I’ll wait for you. Come back soon.)

Rudraksh: "Jaldi hi aa jaunga."

(I’ll be back soon.)

Rudraksh pressed a soft kiss to Ruhanika's forehead, his warmth lingering as he stepped away. Just then, Rishwik came over, a playful grin on his face. He ruffled Ruhanika's hair affectionately, making her giggle and swat at him playfully.

Rishwik: "Bye Angel"

Ruhanika: "Bye Rishi Bhai."

Rishwik followed after Rudraksh, leaving Ruhanika alone for a moment. Just then, Ashvik appeared and playfully flicked Ruhanika's nose, a mischievous grin on his face.

Ashvik: "Teddy yaar main toh tumhare sath rukna chahta tha par ye jo tumhara pati hai na vahi leke ja raha hai mujhe."

(Teddy, I wanted to stay with you, but your husband here insists on taking me with him.)

Ruhanika giggled.

Ruhanika: "Koi baat nahi Ashu bhai, aap bhi jaldi aa jana inke sath me."

(It’s okay, Ashu Bhai. Come back soon with him.)

Ashvik smiled at her sweet gesture, leaned down, and kissed her forehead before heading out as well.

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Precap for next chapter :- "Sachet and Mahira Rathore in Leo's den"

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