19. bechara VEER 🥲

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Yrra's I am reading your comments but I am really sorry I was unable to post as my laptop got damaged and being a chasmish i don't spending hours on phn will be good but still I didn't this today because I love my yrra's and don't wanna make guys feel  ignored...

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Is ghr meh jb tk koi aurat na thi sab thik tha .

7 din na huye inke aane ko

Usme se 5 din to ye behos thi

2 din meh madam ke chamtkar dekh lo

Saalo ka train kiya hua PA hmara 2 min meh bigad diya inhone ...

In this house, everything had been calm and in its place as long as no woman had been around. But it had only been seven days since Siya’s arrival, and the last five of those days had been filled with her being unconscious. Yet, in just two days, the entire atmosphere had shifted—thanks to Madam's "miracles."

Raghav, who had been trained to perfection over the years, was now finding his routine disrupted in just two minutes by Siya. How could everything go from perfect to chaos so quickly? he thought, shaking his head with a smile. Despite the challenges, there was no denying the joy she brought into his life.

As he finished his morning routine, Raghav’s thoughts couldn’t help but linger on his cute little biwi sahiba—Siya. He quickly completed everything, making sure to get ready as fast as he could, all while his mind was filled with thoughts of her.

On the other side, Veer had also wrapped up his breakfast in no time and was preparing to leave for Raghav’s room. But Siya, having become accustomed to Veer’s presence and enjoying the brief respite from her own thoughts, couldn’t bring herself to let him go.

She had grown fond of his company over these past few days, the easy conversations, and the comfort of his familiar presence. What she didn’t realize, though, was that this small decision of hers—to keep Veer around just a little longer—was about to stir up a whirlwind she hadn’t anticipated.

Little did she know, her harmless desire to linger in the moment would cause a chain of events that would change everything.

Siya, with a mischievous glint in her eyes, motioned for Veer to sit beside her, her voice light but carrying a hint of command. “Veer Bhai, aap bhi baithiye na... vo aayege toh hum unhe dekh lenge.” (Veer Bhai, you sit too... when he comes, I’ll handle him.)

Veer, still standing and collecting the plates, looked at her with a small smile playing on his lips, but there was something deeper in his gaze. “Rani-sa, aap hukkum-sa gussa nahi janti.” (Rani-sa, you don't know how to handle Hukkum's anger.)

As he spoke, Veer’s mind was filled with thoughts about her confidence. How could she so easily say “dekh lenge” about Hukkum-sa? She’s just a small kid compared to him. But her confidence... it’s so unshakable, so fearless. She believes she can take on anything. I can’t deny that... but still, I feel Rani-sa needs to be more secure.

Siya, unaware of Veer’s silent musings, shot back with a playful smirk, “Aaj unka gussa bhi dekh lenge, Bhai-sa, aap yahi rahiye.” (Today, I’ll see his anger too, Bhai-sa, you stay here.)

She thought briefly to herself, Agar aap chale gaye toh, vo humse baat karne bhi na aayege. (If you leave, he might not even come to talk to me.)

Then, with a determined look, she continued, “Ye humara hukkum hai.” (This is our command.)

Veer, bowing his head with sincere respect, smiled slightly and replied, “Ji hukum Rani-sa.” (Yes, as you command, Rani-sa.)

As Veer sat, Siya was about to say something else, but before she could speak, the door swung open, and Raghav entered, fully ready to leave for the office. His presence seemed to fill the room instantly. “Veer, aap abhi tak yahi ho? Aapko humne bulaya tha na?” (Veer, why are you still here? Didn’t I call you?)

Veer stood up immediately but didn’t respond, his gaze shifting slightly toward the floor. Siya, always quick to react, replied instead, her tone playful, yet with a hint of challenge, “Humse bhi zyada zaroori kaam tha, hukum-sa.” (There was something more important than us, Hukum-sa.)

Raghav hurried over to Siya’s bed, his eyes narrowing slightly in curiosity and perhaps irritation. “Aapko kya kaam tha, Rani-sa? Aap humein keh deti.” (What work did you have, Rani-sa? You should have told me.)

Siya, her voice light but laced with a sense of defiance, answered, “Humein koi kaam nahi tha, hum toh bas baat kar rahe the.” (I didn’t have any work, I was just talking.)

Raghav, now standing directly beside her bed, looked down at her with an expression that was hard to read. “Aap humse kar leti.” (You could have talked to me.)

Siya, her gaze meeting his with a playful challenge, shot back, “Aap karte hai baat.” (You can talk to me.)

Raghav, standing tall and unwavering in front of her, replied simply, “Haan.” (Yes.)

Siya, her lips curving into a teasing smile, replied, “Humse toh nahi ki.” (You didn’t talk to me.)

Raghav, a small smirk appearing on his lips, replied, “Mauka nahi mila.” (I didn’t get the chance.)

Siya, moving back slightly on the bed, her eyes sparkling with mischief, teased, “Mauka dhoondna padta hai, Raja-sa.” (You have to find the chance, Raja-sa.)

Raghav, almost as if savoring this playful banter, responded thoughtfully, “Haan, toh abhi paanch minute se mauka dhoondh ke baat hi toh kar rahe hain.” (Yes, I’ve been searching for a chance for the last five minutes, and now I’m talking to you.)

Siya, leaning back slightly, grinned and said, “Aapse koi nahi jeet sakta, hukum-sa.” (No one can beat you, Hukum-sa.)

Raghav, his gaze softening as he stood a little straighter, nodded, but deep down, in the depths of his heart, he whispered silently to himself, Aap jeet sakti ho humse... Aap jeet chuki ho humse. (You can win against me... you’ve already won me over.)

The air in the room shifted then, and though the words exchanged were playful and light-hearted, something deeper lingered in the unspoken moments between them. Siya, oblivious to the weight of his thoughts, leaned back against her pillows, feeling the warmth of Raghav’s presence and the comfort of his gaze that seemed to always find its way to her.

In their battle of words, Veer, who was standing awkwardly behind them, found himself more uncomfortable than ever. Watching the two of them go back and forth was like standing in the middle of a battlefield—one that didn’t seem to have a resolution. And now, as Raghav, fully engrossed in Siya, seemed to forget Veer's existence, Veer felt the overwhelming urge to escape.

Finally, as he found an opening in their relentless banter, Veer spoke up, clearing his throat nervously. "Hukkum-sa, hume izzat de..." (Hukkum-sa, please spare me...)

Raghav, his gaze still locked with Siya’s, casually responded, "Go."

But at the same time, Siya interjected with a firm, "Stop!"

Veer froze mid-step, torn between two conflicting commands. He glanced at them nervously, unsure of whose order to obey. Meanwhile, Siya and Raghav’s playful staring match had escalated into something more intense, their eyes now glaring with determination. For the first time in his life, Raghav’s intimidating gaze failed to have any effect. Normally, people would tremble before him, but this tiny, fearless woman—his wife—was utterly unfazed.

Raghav, realizing he was losing this round, sighed in defeat. His voice softened as he said, almost pleading, "Kya kaam hai aapko humse? Keh dijiye... unhe aur bhi kaam hain." (What do you want from me? Just say it... he has other work too.)

Siya, ever so composed, shot back with a teasing smirk. "Nahi, hume bas Veer Bhai-sa se baat karni thi. Aapko koi dikkat?" (No, I just wanted to talk to Veer Bhai-sa. Do you have a problem with that?)

She stood with her hands on her hips, her stance radiating confidence. Clad in a simple yet elegant saree, she looked every bit the newlywed wife questioning her husband.

Raghav silently prayed, Hey Bhagwan, kaise samjhaun inhe? (Oh God, how do I make her understand?)

Before Raghav could come up with a response, Veer seized the opportunity to make his escape. “Rani-sa, hume kuch yaad aaya hai. Hum chalte hain,” he blurted out and left the room so quickly it was as if he had vanished into thin air.

As the door closed, both Raghav and Siya spoke simultaneously.

Raghav: "Humne jaane ko kaha tha!" (I told him to leave!)

Siya: "Humne rukne ko kaha tha!" (I told him to stay!)

They turned to look at each other, their expressions a mixture of disbelief and amusement. Siya, deciding to drop the argument, sat back on her bed, while Raghav sighed and settled beside her.

Breaking the silence, Raghav asked, "Pura finish kiya aapne?" (Did you finish everything?)

Siya, her face unreadable, replied curtly, "Ji ha." (Yes, I did.)

Raghav’s gaze shifted to the table, and he asked, "Medicine li?" (Did you take your medicine?)

Siya avoided his question, her head turning slightly, refusing to meet his eyes. Raghav frowned and began searching for her medicine on the table. Finally finding it, he handed it to her and said firmly, "Kal se aap khud kha lijiye ga. Hume kahin jaana hai." (From tomorrow, take it yourself. I have to go somewhere.)

Siya’s head snapped up, her curiosity evident. "Kahaan jaana hai?" (Where are you going?) Her tone was sharp, almost demanding, as she stared at him, embodying the image of a quintessential Indian wife.

Raghav, trying to suppress a smile, replied with a slight nod. "Kaam hai." (There’s work.)

Siya raised an eyebrow and countered, "Itna kaam karke aap karte kya hain? Aapko neend nahi aati?" (What do you even do with so much work? Don’t you ever feel sleepy?)

Raghav couldn’t resist throwing a playful taunt her way. "Ab aapki tarah 24 ghante koi so bhi toh nahi sakta na." (Not everyone can sleep 24 hours a day like you.)

Siya opened her mouth to retort, but before she could, Raghav popped a tablet into her hand and passed her a glass full of water. Her expression turned into a mix of annoyance and disbelief as she glared at him, her eyes burning with a playful fire.

Raghav smirked, his lips twitching with amusement, as he watched her reluctantly take the medicine. He thought to himself, Kya kar diya humne... yeh chhoti si cheez humari zindagi ka sabse bada dushman ban gayi hai. (What have I done... this little person has become the greatest challenge of my life.)

And as Siya gulped down the water, she shot him a look that promised this was far from over.

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