"I love mishti..."
Hearing this she smiled and slightly blushed. Seeing her blushing his heart fluttered at her smile. But he smirked rolling his tongue inside his mouth after getting an idea to tease her.
"What? Why are you smiling?
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Oh my, are you thinking about yourself? Don't think of yourself so high mishti."
She scoffed and getting angry pushed him making him lie down on the mattress. She became angry and turned away from him pretending to get hurt from his comment about her.
He kept watching her, seeing after her turning away from him he got up from his laid position and instantly back hugged her. She smiled and rested her back on his chest. He tightly clutched her waist from behind and rested his chin on her shoulder.
"You are not hurt, right? I am sorry if my teasing crossed any limit mishti."
He apologized to her in a very sweet manner. To reply to him she turned to him in his embrace and cupped his face making him pout. She pecked his lips got away and replied,
"Nah! I am not hurt dae. I was teasing you, my big baby."
He smiled and hugged her tightly. After some time, the couple talked and shared about their day with each other. When it was her time to go home he scrunched his nose in disappointment."Ok anyways, I know you remember every minute thing but let me remind you once more that-
"I have to be on time on the day of the function and to talk to my father- in-law about our union."
He said cutting her off and smirking indicating to her his double-meaning wordplay she turned crimson red along with her brown eyes showing love for him.
"Uh dae, can't you do a simple task more subtly? Please this matter is serious. It is about our future. Take it as your business deal to bring seriousness to your task. Please I request you."
He requested him. Hearing her he huffed and hugged her to whisper in her ear.
"Mr. Das I am hear to ask your permission for your daughter's hand for our marriage. I love her and will keep her safe in my locker."
He got away and asked in a normal way.
"Is this fine Mrs. Hriday singh rajvansh."
She laughed and hugged him kissing his chest near his heart on his shirt, she expressed her love to him. How I got this lucky was the only sentence that kept roaming around her mind.
"More than fine future husband."
She replied. And sensually whispered and kissed his ear,
"Will wait for you."
Saying this she got shy and without seeing his face she ran out from the lawn of his house which is situated on the outskirts of the city unknown to anyone other than him and her.
Watching her running away from him, he smile above his heart feeling the unbeatable beats thinking in his mind how he got so lucky just like her.
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Flashback:
Srikant das, the father of Rishiraj and Shivansh das. Raj being the elder brother, kept being dominant and serious but inside his heart, there's so much love for his family. He loves them with all his being. Shivansh das the younger and naughtiest one of all. He's never serious and everything for him is like a video game in which he's playing a lead powerful action hero to save this world from the alien attack! Sarcastic though.
The wife of Srikant-Riddhima Das left them due to a silent heart attack in her sleep. It was shocking for the family being a young female without any medical issues. She died when Shivansh was around 4 years old and Rishiraj was around 10 years old.
Srikant has a business of providing raw materials to the textile industries.
Everything was going fine when after the death of his wife he became lonely and started ignoring his children in his grief. Being the elder one Raj handled Shiv in a great way but every child needs a mother so do both brothers.
Remembering their mother, Shivansh's health starts deteriorating which catches Srikant attention. He regrets being their bad father.
Srikant and his family are very religious people and have so much faith in god. And being the man of his word he went to their family priest for the solution of his problem. To which the priest asked him to bring Laxmi in the form of a daughter. This made Srikant kept wondering about his adopting the girl child. At last, finally agreeing with the priest, he decided to adopt a girl and kept his hand right Srikant always keeps donating some small volunteering campaigns, startups, and all, thus he asked his one good friend who is a well-known social worker - Mr. Trambak Gohel. He advised him to apply for adoption from the 'laadki foundation' which is known for girls' accommodation who are homeless, widows, and orphans.
After trying for the last six months, Srikant's application for adoption was accepted as the foundation is run by a great personality who is unknown to the world.
When the faculty called Srikant at their orphanage and told him to wait for some time until they brought the girl who was ready to get adopted by their new family.
Srikant was waiting keeping his head low when a ball came rolling on the floor and stopped near his leg. He looked forward and saw an angel. She was so cute, a girl with two pigtails on her head with Power Ranger stickers stuck to her wrists. She was wearing a blue frock with matching color of shoes looking no less than the little Cinderella herself.
But what caught Srikant's attention was her eyes. Her eyes sparkled after seeing him from afar. He took the ball in his hand and gestured for the girl to come and take that ball. She first shook her head then looked here and there for help but seeing no one she walked slowly near him and asked for the ball with her small cute fingers. Srikant smiled genuinely after his wife's death seeing the angel. He gave the ball to her and she smiled while taking the ball and gestured for him to lower down to her height. When he lowered down she stood on her toes and kissed his cheeks saying thank you, uncle!
He was thinking about her when he heard some noises of some crying and he followed the voice. She saw the same girl crying and her knee was bleeding as she got hit by the stone. He consoled her and lifted her in his arms and took her to the nursing room.
Later on, he got to know about her name, Anjana whose age was around 6 years, the name that was on the list of the girls for adoption. He gladly asked for Anjana with whom he felt an immense connection. The process was long and time-consuming but at last, he got what he came for anHe adopted Anjana and gave her his surname. Initially, Anjana couldn't speak well but with the help of Srikant, she got comfortable with him.
Seeing Srikant and Anjana, Rishiraj his elder son felt left out. Ten years the most tender age of childhood when he wants his father's love and care, he becomes ignorant. This is what he felt. Unknowingly Shivansh and Anjana had a great bond but with Rishiraj she always got awkward and couldn't speak well in front of him.
In the quiet suburbs, Anju, a spirited girl with eyes full of dreams, found herself in the embrace of a new family through adoption. Life with the srikant her new brother seemed promising, yet shadows loomed within the walls of her newfound home. Rishiraj, her foster elder brother, harbored resentment that cast a long, dark shadow over Anju's path.
As the years unfolded, Anju navigated the delicate balance of love and hostility. Raj's disdain, fueled by an unspoken bitterness, cast a perpetual storm over their relationship. Anjana, resilient in the face of adversity, sought solace in her passion for art and literature, creating a world of refuge within her imagination.
The story delves into the complexities of familial bonds, as Anjana grapples with the yearning for acceptance and the scars left by Raj's animosity. Amidst the pain, Anju's strength becomes a beacon, illuminating the narrative with themes of resilience and self-discovery.
She got everything in the form of the family but never her elder brother's love and care. In reality, it is not like Rishiraj hates her, it's just that he feels ignored and unloved. She got everything that once was his. His younger brother also got to her side leaving him. Raj cares for her, even somehow loving her as his sister but can't express it as his ego comes before his love for his sister. Brat.
On the other side, Anju loved and respected Raj a lot. She never argued with him. Whatever he says is right for right and wrong for wrong. She just followed him sincerely. He never allowed her to tie rakhi on Rakshabandhan. But secretly she kept collecting rakhi of his name up to date. Rishiraj also kept giving her gifts in the name of his father telling her his father forced him to give her. She got Rishiraj but never expressed it in front of him or anyone.
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Present: At narayan niwas.
Anjana came after meeting Hriday at his farmhouse. She entered through the main door of her house when she heard a faint noise coming from her father's room. She followed the noise and slightly opened the door and heard,
"Papa I love her and I want to marry her. I don't know why are you denying but it's our decision. "
"Rishi it's not that son. I am your father but they are big people who belong to high standards and society which we can't meet."
"Papa I am trying. See my new startup got the government project and if we kept working like this then we also come in those high standards and society."
"Son, I am not worrying about you or me or us, I am worrying about Meera. She has been treated like a princess there and if she comes here as a daughter-in-law of this house then it'll become difficult for her to adjust."
"Uh! Papa please how can you? Huh?
You are treating Anju like a princess even though she's not your blood then why are worrying about Meera."
Hearing this Anju's eyes teared up but she swallowed the lump in her throat and-
"RISHI! Mind your words. Though she's adopted I love her more than myself. I never discriminate among you all three. And why are involving her in this matter? This is your situation son."
She smiled hearing her father but her eyes became wide after hearing his name from her brother's mouth.
"Papa, Hriday Singh Rajvansh is the brother of Meera. You know he's the one who invested in my start-up. And Meera's happiness matters the most for Hriday. So I already got permission from him but when I was there at his residence...
I..i..
Ah!
It's difficult to tell you."
"Tell me, son, what it is."
She frowned watching him stammering as he never stammered but instead made others. And realizing the tension around she bites her lower lip with her teeth thinking worst.
"Papa, Meera's father Mr.Shekhar Singh rajvansh asked a hand of your anju for his son Hriday singh Rajvansh."
Hearing this her body stilled for a movement. Their relationship was hidden then how they got to know. Hriday will never break his promise how? This was the only question roaming in her mind like a tornado.
"I don't know son. I'll ask Anju first. Her happiness matters the most for me."
"Oh! What will you do if she denies Papa? What about my relationship?
What about my future? And let me tell you I won't ever marry any other girl."
"Then we'll ask them. Tell them about our situation. I"What if they won't?
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I was right from the beginning. You never loved us after ma. We don't matter to you anymore. I don't know why you love that adopted girl.
Sometimes I think if you any extra marital affair behind ma's back and she's the result of your doings-"
The minute he completed it, he got slapped on his cheeks by his father Srikant. Srikant got so angry with Rishi, today he crossed his all limits.
Otherside Anju gasped in horror watching the scene unfolding in front of her.
Hearing her gasp the father-son duo turned around to her and seeing her Rishi's rage increased by 10 folds and he passed by her without glancing at his father or her. Srikant facepalmed and sighed heavily. Anju slowly walked towards Srikant and made him sit on the bed. She poured him a glass of water and offered him. He took the glass while she soothingly rubbed his back.
"I am sorry, meri chidiya."
-were the only words from Srikant. Anju just shook her head. No other words were exchanged between them. After a while she said,
"I am ready dada."
Srikant frowned hearing her and then widening his eyes thinking if she heard them, she nodded giving him his answer to his question.
"You don't have to anju."
"No dada, I am not doing you any favor or anything. It's just that ..."
She told her little secret of Hriday to her father. Srikant's reaction was neutral. After she completed she waited for his response to which she was silent.
"Anju, why you keep this secret from me?"
"Dada, I want some time for me aeverything, I made Hriday agree to ask him for permission for a marriage to you."
Srikant laughed and shook his head. He hugged his daughter and kissed her forehead lovingly.
"Dada, can I ask you one favor?"
"Of course, princess."
"Can you act like a strict father who dominates and controls his daughter's life like rishi bhaiya?
I know Bhaiya does not have any daughter but still just for your better insights. "
Srikant laughed more and more hearing her and asked her reason for him acting like that to which she replied saying
"Dada, Hriday was challenging me some days ago saying he'll get your permission like in a snap. So please I request you to act like a strict father. Interrogate him. Ask him so many difficult questions. Please dada, please, please pretty please."
"Anju, my sweet baby he's the CEO and they belong to uppermost societal affairs".
"Dada, if you don't know let me tell you when a few days ago we were secretly meeting his father Shekhar's uncle caught us. That's why he asked for my hand to bhaiya for Hriday."
She instantly made an excuse for her father to agree.
"Okay as you say. But please give me some lesson beforehand regarding my role and also I have to talk to Shekhar ji first."
"Sure sure. You can talk to him I can arrange that much for bhaiya but I am very strict with my students if you don't know."
Srikant playfully hit her head and laughed. Later, threspective day and when Srikant slept, she silently departed from his room and called Hriday after reaching the balcony.
On the first ring only he picked. Overhittu guy!
H: hmmm, today someone's missing me so much that they can't even stay away from me.
A: if you are going to praise yourself then I am cutting the call and will never call you.
H: apologies my lady. Please continue.
She smiled and told him everything about today's incident except her brother's towards herself. She never disclosed this to anyone not even him.
H: .......
A: are you going to speak or not? Daeeeeeeee!!!
First, you speak nonstop then when you are required to speak you have to stop speaking. What are you-
H: mishtii I love you, baby.
A: I too love you. So dada is coming tomorrow to your house. Be ready!
H: uh, I am more than ready sweetness. No one can resist my charm, not even your dad.
A: will see! Good night. Dream about me, okay baby?
Saying this she cut the call and he kept watching her portrait which he kept at his desk in his home office room. He adored her a lot. He kissed her picture a few times He still remembers the day when he was talking with himself about her appearance as she wore a maroon saree with a silver border. Some college days were going on and she wore that traditional outfit looking mesmerizing.
When he was talking with himself he got caught by his best friend Samarth.
"You talk like a book my friend."
His friend Samarth smirked, folding his arm around his shoulder and making him cringe at himself, as he just finished describing her today's attire.
He just gazed at him and again looked forward to the beauty whom he admired for the last two months, 61 days to be exact!
"How can someone be this gorgeous!"
He exclaimed in his mind and noted to talk to her about her looking gorgeous and all.
Hriday smiled and shook his head at his antics. Everyone goes through this phase and so does he. Thinking about Samarth he forgot to call him to ask him about the list of foreign delegates for the upcoming business summit. So he called him.
S: you moron. Watch before whom you are calling. I am not your so-called mishti you fucker.
Hearing him he frowned and looked at the screen thinking of the ways of killing him.
H: listen you bastard. Dare you to say her name between us regarding my call, I have some businS: yaah you bitch how can you take revenge from me instead of your mish- oops sorry my bad instead of your girlfriend why are spending your precious bachelor time talking with me.
H: First please address me in gender wordings. Second, I called you regarding the list of delegates for our upcoming summit Mr. Gohel.
Yes, you all guessed it right! Samarth is the son of Trambak Gohel the famous social activist. Samarth is working for Hriday as his assistant only limited to his own company 'CS Industries'.
S: I already mailed you in draft daeeeee baby.
H: you can't call me that you moron.
S: but first you call me.
Hriday huffed and cut the call not before giving him a deadline and ignoring him.
He just shook his head and ran his finger in his hair tiredly thinking about the people around him getting on his nerves every time including his family- who keep pressuring him to get married, his friends, his co-workers and whom not!
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