PART 🦋 XXXIX

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chapter 39

Sunansh burst into the room of his elder brother. Not finding Reyansh, his gaze landed on Siya, who was combing her long hair.

"Aapke pati dev kahan hai Bhabhi?"

(Where's your husband, Bhabhi?)

Sunansh asked, sauntering over to her and leaning against the dressing table.

Siya whispered "tel lene gaye" detangling her long hair making sunansh gasp dramatically.

"I know Bhai akdu , kadoos, strict hai but dil ke bure nahi hai" sunansh said, taking his brothers side leaving a confused Siya.

"Hmm?" she raised her eyebrow, not knowing what sunansh is talking about.

Just then, Reyansh walked in, handing Siya the blue bottle of hair oil. "ohh sach me tel lene gaye the," Sunansh chuckled nervously.

Reyansh cleared his throat, folding his arms across his chest. His piercing gaze settled on Sunansh, who gulped hard.

"Mai apne bhai ke bare me galat nahi sun sakta bhabhi" sunansh said trying to sound casual under Reyansh's intimate gaze.

Siya's eyes sparkled with mischief as she twisted Sunansh's ear, making him wince in pain. "maar padegi " she teased.

"Ahh, Bhabhi, it hurt!" sunansh cried out, relieved when Siya released her grip.

As Siya began applying coconut oil to her long hair, sunansh turned to Reyansh with a sheepish grin. "Well, Bhai, I need some money."

Reyansh raised an eyebrow. "Cash or card?"

"Card," sunansh replied promptly, and Reyansh handed over his credit card without hesitation.

Siya looked up from detangling her hair. "I need some cash too. I want to buy a few things."

Reyansh nodded, but before he could respond, sunansh chimed in.

"Bhabhi, Bhai's locker is overflowing with cash, and the best part? No password"

sunansh whispered the next part slowly into Siya's ear

"Maine bahut paise churaye hai."

(I've stolen money so Many times)

Siya signaled sunansh to come closer, and when he leaned in, she whispered,

"Maine bhi"

(I've also stolen).

They both burst into laughter, and Reyansh chuckled, amused by their conversation.

Reyansh walked over to his locker, pulled out a few bundles of cash, and handed them to Siya.

Siya's eyes widened as she looked at the money. "Itne nahi chahiye, bas kuch hazar"

(I don't need this much, just a few thousand), she said with a smile.

sunansh grinned mischievously. "Well, Bhabhi, I was thinking we could go shopping together. Just the two of us."

Siya's face lit up with a wide smile as she nodded in agreement.

Siya handed the cash back to reyansh. Well, when we have a card , who needs cash?

sunansh gave a playful salute. "call me when you are ready bhabhi"

With that, he walked out of the room, whistling a tune.

Reyansh's gentle voice called out "Siya." She hummed a response, her fingers deftly braiding her hair.

Reyansh's words tumbled out in a soft confession, "I love you."

Siya's face lit up with a warm smile as she turned to him. "You seem happy today," she observed, noticing the unusual sparkle in his grey eyes.

Reyansh's voice was barely above a whisper, "I like being with you, Siya."

Siya's brow furrowed in confusion.

"Kya hua?"

(What's wrong?)

she asked. Reyansh's response was soft "Everything is alright," he murmured, almost to himself.

Sensing his unusual behavior, Siya pulled him into a comforting hug.

After a moment, she broke the hug and smiled. "Let's go," she said, and together they headed downstairs for breakfast.

As they reached the dining table, everyone's attention was focused on Sunansh, who was standing near the workers, directing them to form a line.

"Okay, this iPad is for making me laugh!" sunansh announced, leaving the family looking perplexed.

Siya and Reyansh took their seats, She leaned over to Sania, who was savoring her breakfast, and whispered, "What's happening?"

Sania rolled her eyes at her husband's antics. "Yehi bandar wali harkatein"

(These monkey-like antics), she replied, making Siya giggle.

Suansh's continued to trade his electronic device. with his Apple phone, EarPods, headphones, and watch already exchanged for various bizarre favors from the servants.

Only his iPad and MacBook remained.

The worker, determined to win the prize, thought for a few minutes before declaring, "Neerja Mam is a good woman."

sunansh burst into a fit of laughter, impressed by the worker's creativity.

As a reward, sunansh handed over both the iPad and MacBook to the worker who was more than happy.

Neerja's face reddened with anger, but before she could speak, her eyes accidentally met with Myra's as she was scared when Myra threw a mischievous wink, leaving her speechless.

Sania and Siya struggled to stifle their giggles at the exchange.

sunansh dismissed the workers and joined the family at the dining table, sitting beside Sania.

Siya asked, mouth full of dosa, "What was that, Sunansh?"

sunansh paused, filling his plate with breakfast. "Bhabhi, I thought..."

Sania chuckled, her voice dripped with amusement.

"Wah, tum sochte bhi ho?"

(Wow, you actually think?)

sunansh grinned. "I thought a lot, Bhabhi, and then it clicked."

Avyansh chimed in, teasing,

"Kya? Pata chal gaya tum pagal ho?"

(What? Did you figure out you're crazy?)

Sania and Myra burst out laughing, while Siya managed to contain her smile.

Suansh's expression turned thoughtful. "Arey, I ate an apple that day..." He trailed off, recalling the day they were kidnapped.

Myra's curiosity was piqued. "Which day?" she asked, spooning fruit salad into her mouth.

Suansh's expression turned serious. "The day you were kidnapped."

Avyansh's eyes narrowed. "What about it?"

Suansh's grin returned. "I ate an apple that day, and you guys got kidnapped."

Myra playfully slapped sunansh's arm. "So, we got kidnapped because you ate an apple?"

Suansh's logic was bizarre. "Arey, don't you know? An apple a day keeps the doctor away, and my darling is a doctor!"

The table fell silent for a moment, before erupting into a fit of laughter.

sunansh pouted, but Siya quickly came to his defense.

" Mere bache ko pareshan mat karo"

(Don't bother my child,)

she said with a smile.Sunansh's face lit up, grateful for Siya's support.

Avyansh chuckled. "So, that's why you gave away all the Apple products?"

sunansh nodded innocently. "I don't want to take any risk."

He flashed Sania a charming smile, and she couldn't help but think: "How can someone be so dumb and cute at the same time?"

°°°°°°

sunansh opened the car door, and Siya stepped out. He offered his arm, and Siya took it playfully, leaving Reyansh behind.

"Driver, follow us!" sunansh said, pretending to order Reyansh. but he quickly corrected himself, "I mean, please guide us."

Siya giggled at his antics.

"What do you want to shop for, Bhabhi?" sunansh asked.

Siya thought for a moment. "Some comfortable footwear and bags."

She had realized that all the expensive things Gayatri had arranged for her were not her style. Now that they were moving out, she wanted to buy things that made her feel comfortable.

"Pehle bags"

(First, bags)

she said, and walked towards the bag store. inside the store, Siya scanned the shelves and was surprised to see the same designer bags that were already in her wardrobe.

She clicked her tongue in disappointment and walked out of the store, sunansh and Reyansh following closely behind.

sunansh asked, "Aapko pasand nahi aaya?"

(Didn't you like them?)

Siya replied, "They're already in my wardrobe."

She then headed to the shoe store, only to be disappointed again, finding the same footwear she already owned.

"Let's go to the local market," Siya suggested.

sunansh agreed enthusiastically, excited to explore the local market for the first time.

Meanwhile, Reyansh discreetly called his bodyguards, instructing them to blend in with civilian attire while they strolled through the market, prioritizing their safety above all.

Siya said, "Pehle tum apni shopping karlo"

(First, you do your shopping).

sunansh nodded, remembering he needed to shop too. He pulled Siya to the Samsung store and leaned over the counter.

"I'll take EarPods, headphones, phone, laptop, and tablet - the latest models, please," he said casually.

The worker smiled and efficiently gathered all the items.

"Latest models hai na?"

(Are these the latest models?)

sunansh asked and the worker nodded, and sunansh instructed, "Okay, pack these."

He handed Reyansh's card to pay, without even checking the prices.

Siya's eyes widened in shock.

Oh god, these rich people!

They exited the Samsung store, sunansh carefree and Siya still trying to compose herself.

They arrived at the local market and parked the car a short distance away, as the narrow streets were inaccessible by vehicle.

Stepping out of the car, they walked towards the vibrant market. Sunansh's eyes sparkled with amusement, experiencing the local market for the first time.

Siya, meanwhile, observed the new surroundings with interest, taking in the sights and sounds of the bustling market.

sunansh complained,

"Bhabhi, bahut dhoop hai"

(Bhabhi, it's too sunny).

Siya smiled and pulled her saree pallu over his head, shielding him from the sun. sunansh beamed like a happy child.

Reyansh, walking behind them, spotted a shop selling caps. He quickly bought two and rushed back to them.

Clearing his throat to get their attention, he handed them the caps. "Here, wear these."

sunansh initially declined, "Thanks, Bhai, but I'm okay," content with Siya's pallu shielding him.

However, one look from Reyansh and sunansh relented, putting on the cap.

Siya asked, "What about you, Ansh?"

Reyansh realized he had forgotten to buy one for himself.

Siya offered, "You wear this, I'll adjust with my saree," and handed the cap back to Reyansh.

sunansh teased, "Bhabhi, bhai ko cover kar logi to suraj chacha recharge kaise honge?"

(Bhabhi, if you cover Bhai, how will the Sun recharge?)

Siya giggled and playfully slapped Suansh's arm "wear this" Reyansh protested, putting the cap over Siya, clicking her tongue she pulled the cap and made him wear it.

"Listen to me" she says as Reyansh nods despite his will to wear the cap.

As they navigated the narrow streets, the air was filled with the chatter of people haggling over prices, the sound of children wailing and laughing, and the honking of vehicles trying to make their way through the crowded market, creating a lively atmosphere that immersed sunansh and Siya in the vibrant local market experience.

After a five-minute walk, sunansh collapsed onto a bench under a tree, fanning himself.

"Too much garmi"

(It's too hot)

he complained, removing his cap and running a hand through his hair.

A vendor, standing nearby with his juice machine, asked

"Thanda thanda ganne ka juice loge?"

(Would you like some cold sugarcane juice?)

sunansh looked at the vendor, then at the machine, and finally at the surroundings. He was about to decline, but Siya nodded and asked for three glasses.

Siya settled beside Sunansh, and Reyansh stood beside them, as they waited for their refreshing drinks.

Siya patted the seat beside her and said, "Oyee bodyguard, come sit here."

Reyansh quietly sat down and removed his cap. He searched his pocket for a handkerchief but couldn't find one.

Just as he raised his hand to wipe away his sweat, Siya held his hand and gently wiped his forehead with the end of her saree. Reyansh's heart skipped a beat.

Sunansh, pretending to be shocked, gasped and hid behind his cap, saying

"Khule mein ye sab kar rahe ho, sharam nahi aati?"

(Aren't you ashamed of doing all this in public?)

Siya replied confidently

"Pati hai mera, haqq banta hai"

(He's my husband, I have the right).

Reyansh bit his lips, struggling to control a smile, while sunansh looked on, happy for the loving couple.

"Here" The vendor handed them three glasses, Siya took a glass and began to drink. sunansh looked at her, then at the glass, and hesitantly took a sip.

He was pleasantly surprised by the refreshing taste of the sugarcane juice. The cool drink soothed their parched throats and provided instant relief from the heat.

Reyansh also took a little sip, and the three of them sat there, savoring the refreshing drink and enjoying the brief respite from the sun.

sunansh finished his drink and looked at Reyansh, who smiled and handed him his own glass. sunansh grinned and drank the juice.

"That was refreshing," sunansh said, feeling revitalized.

Siya nodded in agreement, smiling at the two of them.

Reyansh pulled out money from his pocket to pay the vendor. But sunansh intervened

"Kya bhai? Mere hote huye aap paise doge?" (What, bhai? Will you pay while I'm here?)

sunansh took the money from Reyansh's hand and gave it to the vendor himself.

Siya couldn't help but giggle at Sunansh's antics. he never fails to make her laugh.

Siya's eyes sparkled with affection as she pinched Sunansh's cheeks, saying, "You are such a cutie, Sunansh."

Sunansh's face flushed with a mix of embarrassment and delight "thanks for the compliment bhabhi"

After two hours of shopping, Siya finally found the perfect footwear and bag. Exhausted from the heat, they settled into the car, relieved by the cool air conditioning.

"Bahut garmi hai"

(It's too hot)

sunansh said, leaning back in his seat. Siya nodded in agreement.

As Reyansh drove, Siya and sunansh settled on back seat fanning themselves.

"Let's eat ice cream bhabhi" sunansh said As Siya nodded wanting to have something cold and they headed to a nearby ice cream parlor.

At the parlor, Siya ordered, "I want strawberry ice cream." sunansh chimed in, "One scoop of each flavor."

The waiter turned to Reyansh for his order, but sunansh interrupted, "He's allergic to sweets."

The waiter gave a small smile and went away. sunansh leaned on Siya's shoulder, saying,

"Mai to thak gaya bhabhi"

(I'm exhausted, bhabhi)

Siya patted his cheek, replying, "Me too, Sunansh."

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Siya handed Sania and Myra a box each, saying, "Here, Dadaji said it's from our mother-in-law."

Sania and Myra exchanged confused glances, but their faces lit up as Myra opened the box to find exquisite jewelry inside.

"This is so beautiful!" Sania exclaimed.

Myra carefully touched the pieces, afraid of breaking them.

"Tera bhi dikha na,"

(Show me yours)

Myra said to Sania, who gave her a weird look making a cross over her chest.

"Kya dikhau?"

(What should I show)

Siya giggles, as Myra rolled her eyes and opened Sania's box herself revealing another stunning set.

"Yaar, mast hai sab"

(Wow, they are beautiful)

Myra gasped, admiring the three jewelry boxes. Sania, however, passed her box back to Siya, saying

"Bhabhi, ye aap rakh lo. Waise bhi I don't wear them."

(You keep it, Bhabhi. I don't wear jewelry anyway.)

Siya suggested, "Arey, you can wear them occasionally. Let's wear this jewelry for our new home pooja."

Myra instantly nodded, and Sania also agreed, liking the idea.

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Sunansh applauded, pointing at Reyansh, saying, "Bhabhi, here is the new Chairman of the BV Group, Mr. Reyansh Bhanushali."

However, Reyansh's expression was far from joyful. Avyansh, noticing his brother's sadness, sighed inwardly. He knew the reason behind Reyansh's unhappiness - he didn't want to be the Chairman.

Reyansh felt guilty, thinking he was snatching the rights of his brothers by taking on the position.

Avyansh recalled the struggle they faced convincing Reyansh to become the CEO. It was a daunting task, and convincing him to take on the Chairman role wasn't easy either.

In Avyansh's opinion, Reyansh was the most capable among them to lead the BV Group.

It wasn't because he was the legitimate heir or the elder brother, but because of his exceptional intelligence and capacity, which made him the ideal candidate for the position.

Sunansh pouted, saying, "Please, bhai, be happy. If not for yourself, at least for us."

Reyansh just looked at him, his expression unchanging. Sunansh sighed dramatically.

"So, you want us to have a heavy workload and fall sick?" Sunansh asked dramatically, holding his chest, his voice laced with mock concern.

"Is that why you don't want to be Chairman? So you can just sit and eat all day?"

Sunansh let out a pained "Oww" after Avyansh smacked him on the back.

"Chup kar, bandar,"

(Be quiet, monkey)

Avyansh said, silencing Sunansh as he explained, "Bhai, I want to focus on jewelry design. If I become Chairman, I won't have time for that."

Avyansh chimed in, using his brother's weakness to persuade him, "And Sunansh, he himself is a kid , how can he handle company?"

Reyansh sighed, nodding in understanding. Sunansh burst into excitement, clapping his hands and shouting, "Yeah!!"

The group was seated on the terrace, surrounded by food. Tomorrow was the day of their promotion, and Reyansh had finally agreed to accept the position of Chairman after some persuasion from Avyansh and Sunansh.

Siya broke the silence, a nostalgic smile on her face.

"Yaar, summer mein terrace pe khane mein maza aata hai"

( eating on the terrace during summer is so much fun).

She recalled fond memories of her family gatherings on warm summer nights, sharing meals together under the stars.

Myra agreed with Siya, "Haa"

The group sat in a cozy circle, surrounded by a delicious spread of food. Sania suggested

"Chalo ek game khelte hai"

(Let's play a game).

Everyone nodded in agreement, and the mood lightened as they prepared for a fun night of games and laughter.

Myra suggested, "Truth and Dare?" but was met with disapproval.

Sania shooed the idea , saying,

"Khate time aab kon uthna?"

(who will perform dare while eating?)

Myra then asked, "Never have I ever?" which everyone agreed to, except Avyansh and Reyansh.

The two brothers asked in unison, "What's that?" prompting the others to sigh.

Sunansh chimed in,

"Aao mere bhudo mai samajhta ho"

(Come, I'll explain it to you oldies)

and proceeded to explain the game as the brothers listened carefully just then Avyansh asked, "But we don't have any drinks."

Sania looked around, finding only water "Arey Haa na"

As Myra suggested, "What about drinking water?"

Siya rejected the idea, saying, "Phir pani se hi pet bhar jayega"

(Then we'll just fill our stomachs with water).

Siya then suggested, "How about we eat bajji instead of drinking water?" which the others agreed to.

Everyone served themselves with chapati, curry, rice, vegetable salad, and bajji.

This way they could also eat their food and play the game alongside.

"I'll go first," Myra says, raising her hands.

"Never have I ever seen someone more beautiful than myra"

The group was stunned, unsure how to react. Sunansh calmly ate a bajji, making Myra's eyes widen.

"Who??" Myra asked, curiosity getting the better of her.

Suansh scoffed, pointing at himself, "Me, Myra, me."

Sania rolled her eyes eating her food ignoring the best friend duo.

Avyansh looked at Sunansh, then at Myra, and was stunned into silence not knowing how to react.

Everyone was silent so nature decided to answer her question.

"Arey yaar ye bin mausam barrish"

(This weather is so unpredictable)

Sania mutters, sensing the water droplets on her head.

Everyone clutched their plates, running towards the shaded part of the terrace where they have a seating area.

Nature responded violently to Myra's question, pouring down heavy rain.

The group silently sat on the couch, deciding to end the game before it had even begun.

"Itna confidence lati kahan se ho" Sania asks myra as the group devours the food.

"Ye talent natural hai" sunansh answered on her eating the food.

"At least being confident is better than being shameless," Myra answered, glaring at the husband-wife duo.

"You are calling me shameless?" Sania, shows her anger pointing at herself.

"Haa, tum besharam ho" Myra mutters, a mock dripping from her voice.

"Myra, you cannot call my wife shameless" Sunansh said in a strict voice as Sania was happy when he supported her.

"aww papa ke pare" Sania smiles shyly, smacking sunansh's biceps playfully.

"she is, but you cannot call her shameless" But soon her smile died down hearing his further words.

"Papa ke pare!!!" glaring at him, she keeps the plate on the table and runs behind sunansh who looked terrified and squinted away pushing his plate to Myra.

"ruk ja kamine abhi tujhe yahan se niche phekti hu"

(wait , I'll throw you down from the terrace)

Sania screams running behind sunansh as the raindrop covered their bodies.

"I'm sorry darling~~~" he chuckled, playfully showing his tounge and Sania stretched her arm to get a hold of him while someone else held her waist from behind.

"run sunansh" Myra screams helping her friend and now the trio was completely drenched in the rain.

"Leave me," Sania said, trying hard to lose from the hold.

"Why? don't you like when I hold you darling~~" Myra whispered seductively mimicking sunansh's voice into sania's ear making her struggle stop.

"Don't you like when I hold you darling~~?" Siya whispers with the same enthusiasm holding Myra's waist.

A silence of a few seconds and then the trio burst into laughter loosening the hold onto each other.

"Dekho dekho , pati ke samne besharmi" Sunansh pushes his wet hairs back. walking with a straight face and an angry glare.

Sania sighed heavily and leaned onto Myra as her lips left a familiar tune.

"ये कैसा लड़का है?~~"

Sunansh smirked playfully catching the tune and leaned towards Siya signing the further lines.

" ये कैसी लड़की है?~~~"

Avyansh, who was watching them from afar, came forward with a confused etched face. as myra clicked her tongue looking at her slow witted husband.

"इसका मैं क्या करूँ?~~" Myra continued the song, folding her hands over her chest. and now everyone was drenched in the rain except reyansh who was sitting in a corner and watching his family with a warm smile.

"इससे मैं क्या कहूँ?~~"

Suansh continued singing, signaling to Avyansh with his eyes, while still leaning on Siya with a playful smile.

" ये लड़ता है ~~~" Sania says, giving glare to sunansh while avyansh still not knowing the lyrics nodded his head agreeing with Sania.

" haa- haa"

"अकड़ती है~~" sunansh playfully glared with the same intensity as avyansh again nodded his head matching the lyrics unknowinly.

"haa-haa"

"झगड़ता है~~" Sania enthusiastically sang along, showing her fist to match the lyrics.

" बिगड़ती है~~~" Sunansh shrugged his shoulders, pushed his wet hair back, and continued singing.

" दीवाना है ~~" sania dramatically sang the deewana line, making the signature gesture with her hands

" दीवानी है~~~" Suansh playfully copied her, mirroring the same gesture.

There was silence and they took their position leaning against Myra and siya with a fake glare.

" But he's your husband yaar" Myra changed the lyrics as avyansh nodded , thinking they are actually fighting.

Siya let out a giggle before copying Myra " But she's your wife yaar"

"Haa do not fight guys" avyansh chimes in between, making the group erupt in laughter.

" हाय-हाय रे, हाय, ये लड़का, हाय-हाय रे, हाय~~~" Myra sings shaking her head in disappointment.

"hii?" Avyansh waved his hand in confusion, blinking his adorable green eyes making her fall for him again.

Myra giggles, walking towards him and ruffled his wet hairs singing "ये लड़का है दीवाना, है दीवाना~~~~"

"ये लड़की है दीवानी, है दीवानी~~" sunansh playfully pulls sania towards him and does the hookstep of the song singing the lyrics.

"Ansh" Siya shouts, signalling him to come over as he takes small steps towards them, the raindrops drenching him gradually.

"ये लड़का है दीवाना, है दीवाना" Siya sings, playfully hitting his forehead, then his cheeks and then biceps and lastly pinched his nose taking him by surprise.

The group laughed, played, and danced in the rain, singing along to the lyrics in perfect harmony.

The rain poured down around them, creating a refreshing and lively atmosphere. As they twirled and spun, their joy was infectious, filling the air with laughter and music.

The stormy weather only added to their excitement, making the moment even more unforgettable.

They were happy, carefree, and content. It was as if they were savoring the calm before calm.

°°°°°°

Sania stepped into the room, heading for the washroom, but Sunansh caught her wrist, pulling her close.

She landed on his chest, and he whispered, "Let's change together." His fingers trailed over her arm, sending shivers down her spine.

"Get lost," Sania murmured, trying to free herself, but Sunansh tightened his grip, twisting her hand behind her back.

A throaty moan escaped her lips as her heart thumped wildly.

"Let's undress each other," Sunansh suggested, his lips brushing against her wet neck. "You smell like rain." He sniffed her skin, pulling her closer.

"I love you, darling," he whispered, giving her sloppy kisses on the neck. Sania's knees buckled, and she felt herself melting into his embrace.

"Can I go further, darling?" Sunansh asked, his hands roaming over her waist.

Sania hummed, closing her eyes, and Sunansh took it as a yes. He tucked her neck between his teeth, nibbling the skin, and Sania moaned in pain-tinged pleasure.

After a few moments, Sunansh licked the skin, covering it with kisses. His hands wandered to her chest, tracing the outline of her curves. He felt her erect nipples, unsure if it was from the cold or his touch.

"Can I touch it?" he asked, his voice husky.

Sania hid her face in his chest, feeling shy. Sunansh chuckled, tracing her waistline. "You can't hide after causing me problems, darling."

He muttered under his breath, "Fuck," clutching her hair and pulling her face away from his body. "Can I kiss you?" he asked, and Sania closed her eyes in response.

Sunansh devoured her lips like a starving beast, walking her to the couch. He laid her down, hovering above her, and continued to kiss her fiercely.

Sania moaned when Sunansh pulled her hair, forcing her to open her mouth. He squeezed her breast, and she was lost in the moment.

But suddenly, she remembered her exam and pushed Sunansh away, leaving him frustrated on the floor. "I have an exam tomorrow," she exclaimed, rushing into the bathroom.

Sunansh cursed his luck, looking down at his arousal, and ran a hand through his hair.

(I tried bhai, but I don't think I can go further than this)

°°°°°°

The day of Reyansh's big promotion had finally arrived. The board members gathered in the meeting room, excited and eager. Vikram, calm and confident, led the ceremony.

With a gentle smile, Vikram invited Reyansh to sign the documents, marking his new role as Chairman. The room fell silent as Reyansh picked up the pen.

The weight of the moment was palpable. Reyansh signed the documents with a steady hand, making his new position official.

The room erupted into applause, showing admiration for Reyansh's leadership. Vikram took a deep breath, as if free from his responsibility

The company celebrated a major milestone as Reyansh, Avyansh, and Sunansh took on new leadership roles.

Reyansh was promoted to Chairman, marking a new era for the company. Avyansh stepped up as the new CEO role and Sunansh took on the position of COO.

°°°°°°

Siya softly hummed a tune, "Mala Ved lagle premache ~~", as she walked into the wardrobe.

As they are moving out soon she decided to pack her belongings.

Her eyes scanned the clothes, but her expression changed as she spotted the designer saree . She scrunched her nose, recalling how uncomfortable they were to wear.

Scratching those clothes, she moved to the footwear section but soon walked to the makeup section after glancing at those uncomfortable heels which killed her feets.

"Make up" she looked confused on what to choose after having so many options.

although she does not apply makeup,correction - she doesn't know how to apply makeup. So she decided to pick a few lip glosses and lip balms.

Not having enough knowledge about those things, she randomly chose the colour she found appealing to her eyes.

Moving to the jewellery section, she now raked her eyes through these beautiful jewellery.

She picked a few simple chains and a pendant and a few studs. Gayatri wanted her to wear heavy jewellery everyday but now having no onento command Siya decided to pick the simple and light weight jewellery.

And moreover if she wanted more her husband could buy for her more.

she did not unpack the luggage she bought from Mumbai so it saved her time.

Siya's gaze wandered through the wardrobe until it landed on an old, dusty wooden box. Her eyes sparkled with curiosity, and she quickly grabbed a stool, positioning it under the box.

She climbed onto the stool, carefully lifting the box down to the ground. As she placed it on the floor, her hands hesitated for a moment, wondering what secrets the box might hold.

Siya's face lit up with a smile, her imagination running wild with visions of treasure maps, like those she'd seen in movies. She chuckled at her thoughts, shaking her head.

Gently, she opened the old wooden box, blowing off the dust and carefully removing the spider webs that clung to it. It looked like the box hadn't been opened in years.

She grabbed a random saree from her closet and used it to dust the box, carefully wiping away the dirt.

with excitement as she carefully lifted the lid of the old wooden box, revealing a dairy, a dried rose, a hair tie, a worn out red-yellow thread and a watch and a small wooden box.

her eyes widened and her heart swelled with emotions. As her eyes locked onto the watch, her heart skipped a beat, and memories came flooding back.

Siya's eyes sparkled with surprise as she gazed at the things "All these are mine," she whispered, her finger tracing the outlines of each item.

Though she was slightly disappointed that there was no treasure map, her face lit up with love.

She gently picked up the watch, the dry rose, her heart swelling with nostalgia and love. Each item held a special memory, and Siya felt like she had uncovered a piece of her own history.

Then her eyes landed on the small wooden box. Siya's curiosity led her to open the small wooden box, revealing a kitchen keychain of her bappa, accompanied by a few ghungroos.

As she held the keychain, a sense of familiarity washed over her. She racked her brain, trying to recall where she had seen it before.

Placing the keychain back in the box, Siya turned her attention to the worn leather diary.

Siya's eyes sparkled as she carefully took hold of the diary. She gently opened the cover, mindful not to tear the yellowed pages. As she turned to the first page, her heart skipped a beat.

In beautiful, bold calligraphy, her name was written in elegant letters, staring back at her like a message from the past.

Siya's heart skipped a beat as she gazed at her name on the page. "This diary is about me?" she wondered, her voice barely above a whisper. Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes as she carefully turned to the next page.

As she began to read, memories flooded back. The words on the page described the first time he had met her,

Siya's eyes sparkled with amusement as she read about their first encounter. A giggle escaped her lips as she recalled the keychain and the slap.

"Oh, I slapped him on our first meeting?" she chuckled, amusement dancing in her eyes.

As she delved deeper into the diary, Siya's laughter grew louder, her heart filled with joy and nostalgia.

The memories, once forgotten, now came flooding back, and she reveled in the happiness they brought.

Siya settled into the corner, devouring every word of the diary with tender care. As she read, her eyes shone with love and admiration. Reyansh's words painted a vivid picture of their time together, and Siya's heart swelled with emotion.

Every page revealed Reyansh's affection, every sentence a testament to his love. Siya's heart cried tears of joy as she read the warmth of his words. She felt seen, cherished, and deeply loved.

Siya's fingers moved swiftly through the pages, her eyes scanning the lines with growing anticipation.

But as she turned the page, her excitement died down. The last thing he wrote was strolling down her street and after that the pages were empty.

She yearned to know what happened next, because that's where their life fell apart.

With a growing sense of desperation, Siya frantically turned the pages, her heart racing with anticipation.

Just when she was about to lose her calm, her eyes landed on the last page of the dairy.

Siya's trembling hands drew the diary closer, her eyes locking onto the words written by Reyansh. The dried tears on the page seemed to sear her soul, making her swallow hard. With a mix of sadness and regret, she began to read.

"I want to meet her, to hold her, but I can't. I'm leaving, maybe forever?" The words seemed to bleed with pain, and Siya's heart ached in response.

The next lines made her breath catch "I thought she loved me, but then I saw her holding someone's hand, whispering sweet words to him." Siya's eyes widened in shock, realizing Reyansh's misunderstanding.

The final sentence was like a dagger to her heart "I couldn't protect my love."

Siya's eyes welled up with tears as she read the words.

Siya's sorrow gave way to a simmering anger as she read the words. She felt a surge of resentment towards Reyansh for misunderstanding her, for assuming the worst, and for letting his doubts tear them apart.

"Why didn't he trust me?" she thought, her mind racing with the what-ifs. "Why did he let his fears and doubts destroy our love?" The weight of lost years, of missed moments, and of unspoken words hung heavy in the air, fueling her anger and frustration.

Siya's grip on the diary tightened, her knuckles turning white with emotion. Tears brimmed in her eyes, blurring her vision. Her knees felt like jelly, refusing to support her weight. She grasped the closet door for support, pulling herself up slowly.

As she stood, the closet door swung open, and Reyansh's clothes spilled out, pooling on the floor. The familiar scent of his shirts and - a file.

Siya's gaze fell upon a file with a hospital's name printed on it, she bent down to pick it up, her fingers tracing the edges of the file.

As she opened it, her eyes scanned the contents, her heart racing with anticipation.

Siya's eyes scanned the report, her heart racing with concern.

The report revealed that Reyansh had undergone tests for cancer

her heart thumped against her chest, as her breath hitched. But as she read on, relief washed over her thankfully, the results were negative.

A mix of emotions swirled within her - concern for his health, relief that it wasn't cancer, and a hint of frustration.

The report's advice to Reyansh to quit smoking made Siya's heart skip a beat. Why hadn't he told her about this?

'He smokes? '

How could he be so reckless with his health? Her anger simmered, fueled by the revelation.

The misunderstanding that had driven them apart now seemed compounded by his secretive smoking habit. Siya felt a surge of resentment.

Her anger boiled over, a mix of emotions swirling within her. She felt hurt, betrayed, and frustrated, unsure of how to process her feelings.

°°°°°°

Reyansh stepped into the room, enveloped in darkness. He switched on the lights, lightning the dark room.

His eyes scanned the room, searching for Siya. Then, he spotted her sitting on the bed, her gaze fixed on the floor, the diary clutched tightly in her hand.

His breath caught in his throat as he realized she might have read it "Siya," he called out softly.

As she lifted her head, Reyansh's heart sank. Her eyes were puffy from crying as her eyes turned red.

Siya's gaze met Reyansh, and for a moment, he thought he saw a glimmer of anger. But then, her lips curved into a gentle smile. "I trust you, Ansh," she whispered, her voice barely audible.

Reyansh's heart skipped a beat as he walked towards her, his knees buckling as he knelt before her. Siya's hands grasped his cheeks, her eyes searching his.

"Say it, Ansh," she urged, her voice trembling. "Say the reason for our separation isn't this silly misunderstanding." Her eyes shone with hope, her face tilted upwards, expecting reassurance.

But Reyansh's silence was deafening. He couldn't bring himself to speak, his gaze falling away from hers. Siya's face crumpled, her hopes crushed by his silence.

"So you're saying you left me because you thought I met another boy?" Siya's voice cracked, tears streaming down her face like a river.

Reyansh's eyes dropped, shame washing over him as he recalled his misjudgment. He bit his lip, unable to meet Siya's gaze.

Siya's hands fell away from his cheeks, her stare turning blank. Then, without warning, her palm connected with Reyansh's face, the slap echoing through the room.

The force of the slap made Reyansh's head jerk to the side. He didn't flinch, didn't react. He simply knelt there, his eyes downcast, as if accepting the punishment for his past mistakes.

"I'm sorry," Reyansh whispered, his voice barely audible.

Siya's chest heaved with ragged breaths, her eyes blazing with a mix of anger and hurt. She stared at Reyansh, her expression unyielding.

"Bhabhi" she looked at the door finding avyansh, sunansh, Myra and Sania standing there.

Siya's gaze lingered on them for a moment before she spoke.

"Oh, Avy, you came," Siya said, a hint of hurt and amusement in her voice. "Why did you come? Weren't you ignoring me?"

Avyansh's face scrunched up in concern as he took in the scene. Siya's eyes welled up with tears as she gestured to avyansh.

"Come here, see what your brother did," Siya said, her voice cracking.

"You blamed me for what? Ignored me for what?" she asked him as Avyansh's gaze shifted between Siya, who sat on the bed with tears streaming down her face, and Reyansh, who remained kneeling on the ground, his eyes cast downward in shame.

The scene before him painted a picture of hurt, regret, and unresolved emotions.

Siya's laughter was laced with bitterness as she gazed at Reyansh. "Why are you still kneeling down? Oh, playing the victim card, huh?"

Her hands yanked at her hair, frustration and anger boiling over. Reyansh attempted to speak, "I'm sorry, Si-"

But Siya's fury would not be contained. "Shut up, bastard!" she screamed, hurling the diary to the ground. Pages shattered and scattered everywhere.

Her hands grasped Reyansh's collar, her eyes blazing with a fierce intensity. "You think your 'sorry' could fix my life?" she spat, her voice venomous.

Reyansh remained frozen, his eyes downcast, as Siya's anger washed over him.

Siya's voice trembled with rage as she gritted her teeth. "If you thought I was with another man, then why did you marry me?" she demanded.

Her eyes blazed with contempt as she took a step back, releasing Reyansh's collar. "What can I expect from a man like you, who's too cowardly to come and clear up the misunderstanding?" she spat, her words dripping with venom.

With a fluid motion, Siya rose from the bed, her movements radiating anger and hurt.

Siya's scream echoed through the room. "You are a coward, Reyansh! A fucking coward who runs away from problems!"

The vase on the table shattered on the floor as Siya hurled it across the room. Avyansh rushed forward, concern etched on his face.

"Bhabhi, please..." Avyansh attempted to calm her down.

But Siya warned him off, her eyes flashing with anger. "Don't come close to me, Avyansh" She took a step back, her chest heaving with ragged breaths.

sunansh, bit his lips controlling his tears as he recalled the past. Myra stood there unknown to the past and Sania was just confused.

Siya walked back to Reyansh, her footsteps heavy with emotion. She reached out and grasped his shirt, pulling him up to stand. Her eyes blazed with anger and hurt as she pointed at his wrist.

"This," she spat, her voice venomous. "You did this because of that misunderstanding?" Her words dripped with accusation and pain.

With a rough motion, Siya ripped off Reyansh's watch, the leather strap snapping. Reyansh winced, his eyes flashing with a momentary spark of pain.

But he remained silent, his eyes cast downward. Siya's anger boiled over at his silence. She let out a scream, the sound echoing through the room.

With a fierce motion, Siya hurled the watch across the room. It shattered into pieces, the sound of breaking glass and metal echoing through the space.

Siya's voice cracked with emotion as she spoke. "I feel stupid for wasting so many years of my life loving and waiting for you," she said, her chuckle bitter and laced with pain.

Her eyes blazed with contempt as she spat out the words. "You don't deserve my love, Reyansh. You don't deserve me."

Siya's voice dropped to a whisper, her words dripping with venom. "I hope you feel the same pain I'm feeling right now, so you can understand what I'm going through. I hope you suffer the way I'm suffering."

Avyansh's voice trembled as he pleaded, "Bhabhi, please..." He tried to intervene, to stop Siya's emotional outburst.

But before he could say more, the sound of footsteps echoed from the hallway. The other family members rushed into the room, drawn by the commotion.

"What's happening here?" Suman asked as they entered the room.

Siya's eyes locked onto Suman's, a defiant glint in her gaze. "Oh, Bhudiya's here," Siya said, her tone dripping with sarcasm.

Suman's face reddened with anger. "Is this how you talk to your mother-in-law?" she thundered.

Siya's chuckle sent shivers down their spines. Her smirk grew wider as she whispered, "You're not my mother-in-law... and you know what women like you are called?"

The room fell silent, anticipation hanging heavy in the air. Siya's voice dropped to a whisper, the word escaping her lips like a snake's hiss

"Rakhail."

(mistress)

Suman's face turned red with rage. "Siya" she thundered, her hand rising to deliver a slap.

But before her palm could connect with Siya's face, Avyansh sprang into action. He grasped Suman's wrist, holding it firmly in place.

Avyansh whispered, grasping his mother's hand. "Don't."

Suman's eyes flashed with anger "So, this girl is more important than your own mother?" she asked, her voice dripping with venom.

Siya's eyes blazed with fierce determination. She didn't care if she was crossing lines.

All she wanted was to inflict pain on every single person in that room.

Siya's gaze turned to Reyansh, her voice laced with venom. "What a great family you have, Reyansh."

Avyansh tried to intervene, his voice trembling "Bhabhi, please, you only know half the truth."

But Siya's anger wouldn't be swayed. "I don't want to hear any justifications for his actions," she spat. "All I know is I don't want to be with a man who doesn't trust me."

Siya's gaze shifted to Myra, her words cutting deep. "And Myra, you also made a mistake by loving a man like him."

Her voice dripped with warning. "He blamed me for his brother's mistake. Who knows, he might blame you for his own mistakes someday."

Siya's eyes then turned to Sania, a hint of admiration in her tone. "And Sania, you're the wisest woman here. You didn't trust a stranger easily, and that's what saved you."

Siya's finger jabbed accusingly at Reyansh. "Who knows what they learned from an elder brother like him?" she sneered.

Avyansh's voice trembled as he tried to reason with Siya. "Bhabhi, please, you're talking without knowing the truth," he pleaded, desperation creeping into his tone.

Siya's voice rose . "I don't want to hear anything, Avyansh. All I want is to get away from this sickening bastard."

Neerja's voice cut in, stern and disapproving. "Is this how you talk to your husband?"

Siya's anger boiled over. She turned to Neerja, her eyes blazing.

"थोबाड बंद"

(Shut your mouth)

she thundered, her words echoing through the room. Siya's voice dripped with sarcasm as she clapped her hands slowly. "The entire family deserves a standing ovation for their wonderful upbringing," she said, her words heavy with mockery.

Siya's eyes blazed with contempt as she spat out the words. "Get out of my sight. Your presence alone is sickening, Reyansh."

Reyansh's eyes dropped, shame and regret washing over him. He felt a surge of anger towards himself for causing Siya so much pain, for making her cry.

Reyansh turned and silently walked out of the room, the weight of Siya's words and tears hanging heavy in the air.

Siya collapsed onto the floor, her body shaking with sobs. Avyansh quickly sat down beside her, wrapping a comforting arm around her shoulders.

Sunansh also walked out of the room. Sania turned to Myra, who was struggling to hold back tears, and patted her back

"Go after Sunansh " Sania whispered softly, urging Myra to follow him.

The remaining family members quietly filed out of the room, leaving Avyansh and Siya alone in the emotionally charged silence.

Sania quietly slipped out of the room, her eyes scanning the surroundings as she searched for Reyansh, concern etched on her face.

°°°°°°

"sunansh"

Myra softly called out as she entered his room. Her eyes adjusted to the dim light, and her heart sank as she saw her best friend sitting in the corner, his body shaking with silent sobs.

Myra's eyes welled up with tears as she rushed to sunansh side. She sat down beside him, wrapping her arms around his shoulders.

" It's okay," she whispered softly, holding him close.

Sunansh's sobs grew louder as he buried his face in Myra's shoulder. She held him tight, stroking his hair.

"I hate this Myra. why does everyone have to suffer around me" he whispers as Myra couldn't control herself as tears streamed down her eyes.

"You can't blame yourself for something that's not your fault."

sunansh eyes filled with tears again. "But it's true, Myra. I'm the reason for all the problems. If I wasn't born, Reyansh bhai and Avyansh would be happy"

Myra's grip on his hands tightened. "That's not true, Sunansh"

sunansh eyes dropped, shame and self-doubt written all over his face.

"Myra, you don't understand," Sunansh whispered, his voice cracking.

But Myra's grip on his cheeks only tightened. "I understand more than you think, Sunansh,"

she said, her eyes blazing with conviction. "You are a blessing, a precious gift to your family. Your presence lights up the room, and your smile can brighten up anyone's day."

Sunansh's eyes searched Myra's face, looking for any sign of doubt or uncertainty. But all he saw was unwavering faith and friendship.

Myra's face contorted in empathy as she pulled Sunansh into a tight hug.

"You don't deserve to carry this burden alone," Myra said, her voice filled with compassion. "But you need to know that you're not the cause of their pain. You're a part of their lives, and they love you for who you are."

As Sunansh cried, Myra held him, offering a safe haven for his emotions to unfold. She stroked his hair, whispering words of comfort, and letting him know that he wasn't alone.

"you deserve all the love and happiness in the world."

Myra continued to hold him, offering a listening ear and a comforting presence.

°°°°°°

Siya's eyes snapped up to Avyansh's, "Why are you here" her voice dripped with coldness.

"You don't want me here?" he asked, looking through his pained eyes.

" So you are here to justify your brother " Siya chuckled bitterly, vulnerability flashing across her face.

" No, I'm here as your avy, bhabhi"

She searched his eyes, looking for any sign of insincerity, but all she saw was genuine emotion.

For a moment, the two just stared at each other. Then, Siya's expression softened, her voice barely above a whisper.

"Why now, Avy?" she asked, her eyes welling up with tears again.

Avyansh's face contorted in pain as he watched Siya break down. He gently stroked her hair,

"I'm a bad woman, avy" she said as Avyansh held her close, letting her tears soak into his shirt. He felt a deep ache in his heart, wishing he could take away their pain and make everything okay again.

Avyansh's grip on Siya tightened, holding her close as she continued to cry. "I said so many cruel things to him avy"

Avyansh's eyes filled with tears as he looked down at Siya "You can't be blamed bhabhi"

"I hate him for doubting my love, Avy," Siya said, her voice cracking with emotion. "But I hate myself more for saying such cruel things to him."

Avyansh's eyes filled with compassion. "You want to know the whole truth, bhabhi?" he asked gently.

Siya shook her head, her eyes welling up with tears. "No. All I want is to take a break. I'm tired."

Avyansh's face softened. "Then sleep, bhabhi," he whispered. "I'm here for you. Your Avy is here."

With a gentle touch, Avyansh laid Siya's head on his lap, softly patting her hair as she drifted off to sleep.

°°°°°°

Sania searched for Reyansh in the whole mansion and found him seated across the pool. his clothes were drenched as he sat on the bench leaning against it.

she quietly walked towards him and sat on the bench making him startled by her presence.

"Congratulations" she stated as Reyansh remained silent looking at the grey sky.

"For having negative reports" she added. Reyansh looked at her for a split second before leaning on the headrest of the bench, now closing his eyes.

Sania doesn't know about their past. One thing she is sure of is that they need a thing called -communication.

She clutched the hem of her kurti tightly for showing so much baldness in front of Reyansh but she knew she had to do it.

"I was in my first year of medical college when I faced this incident and thought to share it with you" she started nervously.

"There was this woman admitted to hospital, she was in critical condition" she added, hoping he was listening.

"She needed an immediate medical procedure but her husband wanted a female gynaecologist for his wife," Sania said, recalling the incident.

"but , only experienced male gynaecologist was available and we could not wait for the female Doctor to arrive risking the life of baby, as well as the mother"

She stopped, looking at Reyansh, not knowing if he was listening or not, nevertheless she decided to continue.

"He was creating havoc, not signing the paper delaying the delivery. everyone tried to make him understand but he was adamant on his decision"

"Then I arrived, I took him to the corner and made him understand the seriousness of the situation in a gentle way and then he signed the paper"

She completed her story and was waiting for Reyansh's response but instead got silence.

"So the conclusion is, no matter who makes Siya bhabhi understand all she need is for you to come and resolve the misunderstanding"

she advised, her heart beating faster as she for the first time talked to him for such a long period of time.

His silence scared her.

She was about to get up from the bench and herself from him. Reyansh's voice broke the silence.

"Thank you sania" he said in a soft voice, gently patting her head as she stood there rooted feeling the brotherly touch for the first time.

Her being a single child never knew how a sibling's love felt like but now she felt that sense of feeling for Reyansh.

°°°°°°

The darkness of the night seemed to stretch on forever as Siya slowly opened her eyes. She was lying on Avyansh's lap, and he was fast asleep. Siya's gaze lingered on Avyansh's peaceful face, and she felt a surge of conflicting emotions.

Without making a sound, Siya gently got up from the floor. She carefully wrapped a blanket around Avyansh, making sure he was comfortable. Then, she picked up her luggage and bag, her movements quiet and deliberate.

As she turned to leave, Siya's eyes fell on Avyansh once more. She felt a pang in her heart, but she knew she had to go. She quickly scribbled a note on a piece of paper

"I need space."

With a deep breath, Siya turned and walked out of the room, leaving the house. She made her way to the train station, her heart heavy with emotion.

As she boarded the train to Mumbai, Siya felt a sense of uncertainty wash over her. What lay ahead?

As the morning sun streamed into the room, Avyansh slowly sat up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. He looked around, expecting to see Siya, but she was nowhere to be found.

A sense of unease crept over Avyansh as he scanned the room again.

That's when he saw the note on the table. Avyansh's heart sank as he read the two words.

Without hesitation, Avyansh pulled out his phone and dialed Reyansh's number. It rang a few times before Reyansh answered.

"Bhabhi is gone," Avyansh said, his voice tight with worry.

There was a pause on the other end of the line. "What do you mean she's gone?" Reyansh asked, his voice suddenly alert.

Avyansh took a deep breath. "She left a note. It says she needs space."

Reyansh's sigh was audible over the phone as he quickly drove towards Bhanushali mansion.

Reyansh's eyes scanned the room, taking in the concerned faces of his family.

"We tracked Bhabhi's phone," Avyansh explained. "She's on a train to Mumbai."

Sania spoke up, her voice determined. "Then let's follow her."

Reyansh hesitated, unsure of what to do. Part of him wanted to give Siya space, to let her work through her emotions on her own. But another part of him was desperate to be with her.

Avyansh's voice cut through the silence, his words echoing in Reyansh's mind. "She needs you, bhai

Reyansh's gaze snapped back into focus, and he nodded slowly. He knew Avyansh was right. Siya was hurting, and she needed him.

As the Bhanushali family boarded their private plane, the atmosphere was filled with nervousness. Reyansh helped Sunansh settle into his seat who was sleeping under the effect of sleeping pills.

Yeah, he cannot fly on the plane without having sleeping pills.

°°°°°°

As Siya stepped off the train and onto the bustling platform, she was enveloped in the familiar sights and sounds of Mumbai.

She scanned the crowd, her eyes searching for a familiar face. And then, she spotted him - her father, standing tall and proud, a warm smile spreading across his face.

Siya's heart swelled with emotion as she waved at her father, trying to muster a genuine smile. But it felt forced, and she knew her father would see right through it. She had always been close to him, and he knew her too well.

As she made her way through the crowd, Siya's father opened his arms, enveloping her in a warm hug.

"Bala, it's so good to see you," he whispered, his voice filled with love and concern.

Siya hugged him back, feeling a lump form in her throat. She had missed her father terribly, and being in his arms again felt like coming home.

But she knew she couldn't stay hidden in his arms forever. She had to face her problems herself.

As they walked out of the station, Shivaji carried Siya's luggage, his arms wrapped protectively around her. Siya felt a sense of comfort and security in his presence.

"You didn't inform her, na?" Siya asked, referring to her mother as he nodded.

Shivaji's expression turned serious, his eyes narrowing slightly. "Did you fight with your husband?" he asked, his voice low and concerned.

Siya's gaze dropped, and she nodded slightly. "Hmm," she murmured, her voice barely audible.

Shivaji's face fell, his eyes filled with worry. He knew his daughter was hurting, and he wanted to help her. But he also knew that Siya needed time to open up, to share her troubles with him.

Shivaji pulled his scooty over to a nearby vadapav stall. Siya's eyes lit up, and she smiled, remembering the countless times she and her father had shared vadapavs together.

"Let's eat some," Shivaji said, his eyes twinkling with nostalgia. "Just like old times."

Siya nodded, and they sat down on the scooty, munching on the crispy vadas and soft pav. The flavors transported Siya back to her childhood, and she felt a sense of comfort and peace wash over her.

As they ate, Shivaji and Siya chatted about old times, sharing memories of her childhood and laughing together. For a brief moment, Siya forgot about her troubles and simply enjoyed the warmth of her father's company.

As they finished their snack, Shivaji and Siya made their way to the bus stand. Siya had expressed her desire to visit their village, hoping the peaceful surroundings would help clear her mind.

Shivaji nodded understandingly, his eyes filled with empathy. "I'm with you, beta," he said softly, his voice a gentle comfort. "Whatever decision you take, I'll support you."

Siya smiled weakly, feeling a sense of gratitude towards her father. His unwavering support meant the world to her, and she knew she could always count on him.

Siya leaned into his embrace, feeling a deep sense of gratitude and love for her father. She knew she could always count on him, no matter what.

"I'm blessed to have you baba"

"and we are blessed to have you bhabhi" Siya's eyes widened in shock as she took in the familiar faces standing before her.

Sunansh, Myra, Avyansh, Sania, and Reyansh - they were all there, smiling at her with love and concern.

Siya's gaze locked onto Reyansh, her heart racing with a mix of emotions. She hadn't expected him to come after her, especially not with the entire family in tow.

"What...what are you all doing here?" Siya stuttered, her voice barely above a whisper.

Sania took a step forward, her eyes filled with determination . "We came for you, bhabhi.

Siya's gaze narrowed, her eyes flashing with a mix of anger and hurt. "You told them, na?" she repeated, her voice low and accusatory.

Shivaji cleared his throat, avoiding eye contact with Siya. "I'll go ask when the bus will arrive," he muttered, quickly escaping the awkward situation.

Siya's eyes followed her father, her expression a mixture of disappointment and frustration. She felt betrayed, knowing that her father had broken her trust.

Reyansh stepped forward, his eyes locked onto Siya's. "Siya, please listen..." he began, but Siya raised a hand, silencing him.

"Not now, Reyansh," she said, her voice firm but trembling with emotion.

Myra's eyes sparkled with excitement as she gazed at the bus. "It's my first time traveling in a bus," she exclaimed, her voice bubbling with enthusiasm.

Sunansh and Sania nodded in unison, smiling at Myra's infectious excitement. "Same" they chimed in, their voices filled with amusement.

Shivaji nodded, checking his watch. "The bus will arrive soon," he said, as Siya nodded in response.

Myra, Sania, and Sunansh stood behind Siya, forming a comical queue. Myra turned to Siya and said, "We need to form a queue to enter the bus"

Sania and Sunansh nodded in agreement, taking their positions seriously. Siya couldn't help but chuckle at their antics, her earlier tension momentarily forgotten.

As the bus arrived, the crowd surged forward, people rushing to board the vehicle with a fierce energy.

It was as if someone had announced that the bus was giving away free gold, and everyone was desperate to get their hands on it.

Myra, Sania, and Sunansh watched in horror, feeling scared of people's reaction.

Shivaji, being the quick-thinking man he was, swiftly threw his cloth through the window, securing a spot for them to sit. :

Siya settled into her seat, watching with a mixture of concern and amusement as the others struggled to board the bus.

Myra, Sania, and Sunansh were being pushed by the crowd, their faces scrunched up in effort.

Siya efficiently placed her luggage on the backseat, securing a spot for the rest of the family.

As the others finally managed to board the bus, they made their way to the seat relieved to find a spot reserved just for them.

Myra and Sania collapsed onto the seat, exhausted from the struggle.

"it was so tiring" sunansh muttered, sitting beside his brothers.

The bus seats were three seaters so brothers sat on one seat and the ladies on the other.

As the bus moved forward, the family settled in for the journey to their destination -Rampur.

Siya gazed out the window, watching as the city gave way to the countryside.

Just then the bus conductor arrived saying "ticket -ticket" As he scratched his head with the pen and kept it on his ear afterwards.

Myra's innocent smile and quick wit left the conductor momentarily stunned. "Konse movie ki hai?"

The conductor, replied

"कशाला डोकं खराब करती ताई"

(Why are you troubling me, sister?).

Myra, still smiling, responded, "Marathi movie hai. Mujhe nahi chahiye, aap rakh lo uncle"

(It's a Marathi movie. I don't want it, you keep it, uncle).

Siya couldn't help but chuckle at the exchange. She quickly removed some cash from her purse to pay for the tickets.

The conductor, still amused, asked, "Uncle?" pointing to himself, clearly displeased by her comment.

The conductor laughed, "I'm just 25, how can you call me uncle?"

Myra's eyes widened in surprise, and she gasped, "You're younger than me? Still, you look older... you look 30+!"

The conductor's face fell, his smile disappearing as Myra continued, "But don't worry, with a correct skincare routine and diet, you can look young again."

Sania's eyes widened in horror, and she quickly covered her face with her palm, silently signaling that she was not associated with Myra.

Avyansh and Sunansh chuckled, trying to stifle their laughter.

Siya just rolled her eyes, smiling wryly at the conductor, who looked like he'd just been handed a harsh reality check.

Siya handed over the cash, saying "Dada, 6 Rampur"

(Brother, 6 tickets to Rampur).

The conductor, still looking a bit dazed from Myra's skincare advice, snapped back to reality. He efficiently handed out the tickets and the rest of the money. his expression to a mask of professionalism once again.

Siya leaned against the window, her gaze drifting out to the passing scenery. She felt a sense of restlessness, unsure of what to do further.

Such a long chapter it was !!

I tried my best to portray their emotions.

Do not curse my Rey baby knowing only half truth.

and do not curse my siya baby after knowing whoel truth.

if you want to curse, then curse me (mujhe kuch bola to agla chapter hi nai dungi 🤺)