46 - Placate

Diya pov

Breaking our long kiss he placed his lips on my forehead still breathing heavily which fades on my nose giving the shade of pink to my cheeks without trying much. With much effort, I successfully succeed in not meeting his eyes taking my concentration to his shirt button, but he placed his hand on my chin lifting my face to meet his dark deep eyes, "life long... life long I need to see happiness in this face, making my every promise true I need you to co-operate with me" I gave him a confused smile.

"What do you mean Arju?"

"I need you to accept my bipolar attitude, anger, ego, my decisions to leave from here, this place away from all the relations, everything"

I blinked my eyes trying to get what he is trying to say, leaving everyone? "I accepted your attitude, anger when I married you but leaving from our family... I won't Arju"

His grip loosed around my waist but before it gets lost I put his hand back on me, "please Arju I can't leave them. Anger for them is blinding your eyes take time, think properly" he shook his head, "I tried but I want to be far" he took a deep breathe, "they didn't trust me" he said, "I too didn't trust you Arju... you forgave me right?" I questioned him.

"But you spoke to me, stopped me and they abandoned me, kept me at dark, never invited me for Advik's engagement, I thought I am their family. Today you saw them right? They made no move making me stay. You can't see from my place. When your only hope is your parents but they throw you on streets accusing you, breaking you... that hurts Diya and Advik, you don't know how much I love him more than you, I trusted his capabilities, his talents when my father did not but what I got in return?" my heart became heavy, "Only hate from him. He is with me for more than 25 years doesn't he know his brother doesn't like to share his problem with others? He doesn't know the 7 years in the business industry I never shared any problem regarding the business with anyone or he doesn't know even once I let anything affect my family? where has his ideal brother gone from his heart?" he stepped away from me.

"I tried my best to keep my weakness safe Diya, I hide the love for my family to the outer world like my father to safeguard them but they found you, that's where my fall started. But my family should understand me right? They should have known their son would never leave a girl for money. Advik should have understood his brother would never hurt his blood when I cried for months failed to save my friend's child" he sat on the mattress gripping his hair.

Taking a seat beside him I placed my hand on his shoulder, "think properly Arjun if they..." he interrupted me, "stop calling me Arjun Diya... it feels foreign" he bashed, "sorry Arju" I smiled at him and continued, "would parents want their son to be away from them? Hear me properly and think on your own. They never said anything to you when you didn't accept me as your wife. They stayed mum when you didn't stop the talks of your engagement with Meera. Because they had trust in their son that he won't let anything happen to his wife, to me. They throw Advik out of the house but not you why?" he has an uninterested look, "That's the trust you are talking about Arju..."

"Stop trying to brainwash me Diya" he tried to stand up but I stopped him moving more close to him rubbing his palm to soothe his anger, "then stop assuming things, a mother would never be happy after getting separated from her children and your father know how much pain you have gone through to keep us safe. Hating our most favorite person who is more valuable than life is the worst feeling in the world but Advik did it for me to keep his word he gave you in protecting me and he proved it right going against you"

"I feel suffocated being here" he rubbed his face with his palms, "seeing them is hurting me...", "leaving them will hurt me" I won't let you go away from them Arju, "it will hurt me for separating a son from his parents" swiftly he turned to me, "that's not the truth," he said, "but I feel so Arju... before my arrival you all were happy or if I had taken your confession seriously these 7 months would have never made the gap your family"

"That's fate Diya, you can never be responsible for this, you were at that stage because of me, if I uttered truth to you at least once you would have faith in my words or actions. Stop blaming yourself" I rejected, "whatever you say I too did mistake but now I want to mend them all by staying here" he sat on knees in front of me, "please Diya try to understand me" with determination, "never Arju... You have two option, Stay here with me or take your son and go away from here I would visit him often when I want" this would stop him.

Silence followed few minutes, "fine" he nearly yelled, "but I would never step out of this room. I am never going back to the office, I will look for another job" this is enough for now, "okay" I know how to get you out of the shell.

Advik pov

"Advik dumb man stop testing my patience level and get the milk from your mom" Yaashvi's loud yells brought me back to reality. I looked at Yaashvi who is fuming in anger with Junior Arjun/Diya crying in her arms for food.

Feeling frozen in my place and adding salt to the situation my mind was not able to face my brother and that made me dumb totally, "Advi will you get out from your bloody thoughts and bring his milk now?" she yelled again at me.

"Yeah sorry champ I will be..." she interrupted my talk with my champ, "Arghh stop testing my patience Advik Verma go away he is crying for minutes"

Immediately I ran down to the kitchen and grabbed his milk from our maid and ran to my room. After place the feeding nibble on his mouth he started to suck quickly as his cries instantly subsided the very next second, "has your mind gone to America?" Yaashvi scolded me.

I shook my head in no, "I will talk to you after he sleeps" she warned me with a final glare and started her care towards my champ. I moved towards my parent's room on the ground floor and entered their room to find my dad consoling my crying mom. I know the situation would be the same for them.

Hearing my sound they turned to me which made her shed more tears, "he won't forgive us Advik" she said sniffing her tears.

After my brother went to meet Diya, we came to everything he has done through Albert which broke us.

I sat on my knees in front of her taking her hands in mine "He will forgive us mom for sure, how long he will be angry with his mother? Huh?" she shook her head, "that fears me the most, I am his mother who failed to believe my child nor gave any chance for him to prove him"

"Let's not come to this point mom, he knows how you are. Do you think your son will forget how much you love him? These few months won't bury your 28 years love for him mom" I wiped her tears, "don't cry mom. The angry, terror face suits you" she nodded her head with a small smile, "I will get my son back" she said with hope.

"If he forgives me then he will forgive you all mom," Diya said entering the room with milk glasses, "if he doesn't let's beat him until he forgives us," she said handing a glass to my mom who smiled at her giving a kiss on her forehead.

"oh mom, you are forgetting your son after seeing your daughters" I wined turning my face sidewise taking a glance at her on my side-eye, "why should I remember you when I have such a beautiful daughter?"

"You are mistaken mom... it's beautiful daughter.... not daughters"

"Ahaan?" Diya throw me a glare... Alert Advi...

"cool Diya. I am not talking about you... it's your friend"

"So my Yaash is not beautiful?" she asked placing her hand on her hip, "yeah... have you seen her hair? Grown like a dense forest, those eyes wide as donkey's, the fat hanging on her cheeks... yuck your friend is horrible..." she started laughing holding her stomach...

The first genuine laughter I am seeing on her face, "you are so dead Advi..." I saw mom laughing with her but my dad had his hand on his head eyeing my back, "so what type of girl you are expecting?" Diya took my eyes back to her smiling face.

"A model like women with short hair until her shoulder, small smoky eyes, cute nose, soft cheeks and she should dress to kill me in crop tops, skirts, mini skirts..." a knock on my head from back stopped me, "who the bloody shi..." my words died seeing an angry Yaashvi standing near the door frame.

With a red nose and eyes she looked at my mom who is laughing her heart out, "mom, I am canceling this engagement with this stupid" oh my god.

She ran upstairs to my room as I followed her instantly thanking Diya, "Idiot Diya, you should have warned me..." instead of replying to me she is still laughing.

I followed her to my room who took her bag and her things which is lying on the bed, "Yaash" her eyes flared like fire.

"Yaash baby," I said taking a step towards her who is very keen on searching for something, "I will tear your mouth if you say something," she said angrily, "sorry darling that was a joke to make them smile" her mouth formed in 'o' shape tempting me.

"A joke is not called a joke when it hurt someone. Btw why am I listening to you I have canceled this engagement right?"

"Come on darling, I said sorry right?" somewhat I got unnecessary anger, "don't make it a big issue"

"I should have guessed" she throws a toy at me angrily, "I am an idiot who trusted a man as you will love me. After the day at the parking lot you never tried to express your love nor you came near me with love. I should have guessed it" she repeated making me sigh, "you lost interest in me or wait... you never had an interest in me from the beginning" she hit my shoulder with her small hand, "you cheated me" apart from the anger a tiny amount of water formed on the corner of her eyes. I laughed inwardly thinking how much she wants me to near her.

"Yaash," I said taking her hand on mine, "it's Yaashvi for you, mister. Go. Go and marry any model who has short hair, wear short dresses to tempt you. She will not have hanging fat on her cheeks like me... maybe she might be good for your standards" god she is speaking a lot...

I pushed her to me with my hands around her slender waist, "but let me remained you Mister I will not let any girl marry you. I will stop all of your marriage that you cheated me and I will go to media and spoil your image" automatically laughter escaped my lips seeing her blabbering.

"Yaash..." she slapped my mouth, "no, I am not listening to you. You have to have..." my hand slipped under her top tracing her bare waist which stopped her blabbering, my eyes moved from her lips to her eyes which is suffering to close, "do you know what is more tempting than those revealing dresses?" my hand moved from the back of her waist to her bare stomach tracing it softly registering our first intimate moment, her hand stuck on my collar. "huh?"

She shook her head, my thumb finger gave pressure on her waist earning a soft moan from her lips. The closed eyes, reddish cheeks, and nose did something to me, "seeing our loved one in a dress which is covering her from head to toe... anxiety to know what treasure she is going to give me" I bend to her tracing her cheeks with my nose, "and this soft chubby cheek" her handhold mine stopping from doing anything further, "those big fish eyes dancing to your anger everything is tantalizing me" she opened her eyes, "you are lying" she said softly with a playful glare.

"No darling," I said, "then why are you always distant from me?" she asked like a small girl, "you know Yaash, how can I be happy when Diya's life is like that? With what hope should I have moved on with you" her eyes lowered in understanding, "but now they both are happy. They solved their problems" she nodded with a broad smile, "And now if you still have problem with the distance between us then I am ready to celebrate a mini-honeymoon here" I winked at her making her eyes go wide.

"Shall I?"

She immediately shook her head, "chii Advik you are a bad boy"

"But you complained right? You are not angry with me for speaking about another girl. I know you my idiot wifey" she blushed, "I am not your wife" how cute she is... "yet... but you will be soon" I took my hand from her waist leaving a gap between us, "that time Diya was my only focus Yaash, how can we move on when she is living lifeless. If you are still not happy then let us speak to our parents to arrange our marriage soon"

"No Advi I want your brother to be your brother in our wedding, not just as Diya's husband" her body crashed into mine, "I am a bad brother right?"

"No... you are not"

Lie. "No yaash he didn't even see my face right from morning" I snuggled more into her neck, "I left my brother in the middle of a dessert without caring about his condition. To prove myself correct I supported Diya, I helped her getting divorce papers" my hold tightened around her waist in guilt and fear, "he will recognize me with a single glance Yaash but I tried to take him away from his wife and son. I urged my father to take him to Australia. Do you know he was the one who found my love for you before I know? He showed the path of my love but I separated them taking their fights in my hand" thinking of him not talking to me is killing me.

She broke our hug and wiped my tears, "there is no fault on your side for taking Diya's side but yeah you shouldn't have helped her for divorce and the Australia matter is the stupidest thing of all. But think one thing Advi your brother was a born expression hider how can you read his expression even if you do they both would have not heard your words. They both are adamant and that can be solved only by each other. If you regret your mistakes then go beg him, kneel in front of him, lie on his feet for an apology but now leave me your hold is tightening" immediately I loosened my hold.

"Thanks, Yash" I cupped her face kissed her forehead, "thank you for coming into my life you won't how much I was happy when you proposed to me" I spoke with full of emotions, still those few minutes, her tears, her hug, and those words affect me.

Pushing me away she saw me with a stone look, "I was crying that day but you were happy ah?" I feel like hitting my head somewhere.

"That was happiness Yaash.. happiness of knowing your love for me."

"Dei poda... po poi ethachu model ah kalyanam paniko kutta paavada, motta potava wait panuva unaku (go away marry model with short hair, short dress)" she started to walk out of the room scolding me.

I thought I pacified her but here she is starting all over again from the beginning... "Yash darling.." I ran behind her

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