"25. Veils of Darkness, Rays of Love"

"aapko dekha toh laga sadiya bita de

Aapko nihaarne me

Kuch Pal aakhon se ojhal kya huye

Laga sadiya beet gayi aapko

dekhe huye"

-fictionflare_

(Ruhanika)

Rudraksh stepped out of the car with an air of confidence, followed closely by Rishwik and Ashvik. From a second vehicle, Amandeep and Kritika joined them, both stepping out with purpose. Rudraksh removed his sunglasses with a smooth motion, his gaze focused as he scanned their surroundings. With a quick, practiced movement, he adjusted the button of his blazer, a subtle show of readiness and composure. Without a word, he strode forward, exuding quiet authority, and the others instinctively fell in line behind him. Rishwik, Ashvik, Amandeep, and Kritika followed, their expressions reflecting both anger and determination.

In the heart of the dense forest stood a secluded clearing, marked by an old, rustic hut nestled amidst the towering trees. The clearing was alive with a quiet intensity as Rudraksh's men, stationed in disciplined formation around the hut, bowed in respect as he approached. Rudraksh, exuding an air of quiet command, entered the hut with his companions close behind. Inside, the hut appeared simple and unassuming. Amandeep, with a swift, practiced motion, moved to the curtain near the back wall and pressed a hidden button behind it. A faint mechanical sound hummed, and a concealed door slowly swung open, revealing a staircase leading underground. The group descended, leaving the forest behind as they entered "Leo's Den," a vast underground network of rooms and corridors. The air was thick with anticipation as they followed Rudraksh down a narrow hallway and entered a particular room. The space was shrouded in darkness, save for the dim glow of a single lamp that cast long shadows on the walls. The flickering light revealed only hints of the room’s contents, but its atmosphere was unmistakably intense, each person quietly awaiting Rudraksh’s next move in this hidden domain.

Rudraksh: "Lights.'

Rudraksh’s voice cut through the silence with a commanding edge, prompting his men to swiftly switch on the lights. The dim room was suddenly bathed in a cold, bright glow, illuminating every corner. In the center of the room stood a large, imposing chair reserved for him, as though it had been awaiting his presence. With a calm but intimidating air, Rudraksh slipped off his blazer and handed it to Amandeep, who took it without a word. Rudraksh then settled into the chair, cracking his knuckles, a slight smirk playing on his lips—a calm before a brewing storm. Behind him stood his trusted team, each of them exuding a quiet intensity. Rishwik, Ashvik, Amandeep, and Kritika all had expressions filled with simmering anger, but none more fierce than Kritika’s. Her gaze was hard, her fists clenched, as she looked forward, focused entirely on the figures before them. A man lay on the floor, barely able to hold himself up, his battered form indicating he’d already faced considerable consequences. His movements were weak, nearly immobilized from exhaustion and pain. Beside him sat a woman, tied to a chair, her face marred by a few bruises, though her condition seemed better than the man’s. Her eyes darted around the room, fearful yet defiant, as she took in the intensity of the group before her.

Rudraksh: "Hello Mr. Sachet Rathore."

The man sprawled on the floor was none other than Sachet Rathore. His once-proud demeanor was now a shadow of its former self, his face bruised and swollen from the relentless torture he had endured. Slowly, he lifted his head, just enough to meet Rudraksh's unyielding gaze. His eyes, bloodshot and hollow, revealed not the fiery spark of anger, but a deep well of pain and defeat. Every movement seemed to cost him effort, each shallow breath a reminder of his torment. Beside him sat his sister, Mahira Rathore, bound tightly to a chair. Though her condition was less severe than her brother’s, her face bore fresh bruises, hints of a recent struggle that had left its mark. She sat with a defiant lift of her chin, though fear lingered in her gaze as she stared at the unrelenting figures before her. The two siblings, once formidable in their own right, now faced the consequences of their actions, trapped in the room with Rudraksh and his men, each one bearing a simmering resentment. Rudraksh’s unwavering stare was fixed on them, and a thick silence hung in the room, punctuated only by Sachet’s labored breathing.

Rudraksh: "Ohh, it seems my boys have done a good job."

Rishwik and Ashvik exchanged sly smirks, reveling in the satisfaction of knowing that they were the masterminds behind Sachet's current predicament.

Rudraksh: "What’s this, Kriti? Mahira Rathore is looking all good; why?"

Kritika: "Obviously, Rudraksh bhai, she's fine because slow poison takes time to act, right? Slowly, her blood will start getting cold, and…"

Mahira: "Noooo, ple...ase lea...ve me."

Rishwik: "Leave you? After what you've done, you expect us to let you go?"

Ashvik: "Both of you are just like your father—completely foolish."

Rishwik, Ashvik, Amandeep, and Kritika exchanged glances and chuckled, the sound a sharp contrast to the tension in the room.  In stark contrast, Rudraksh's expression was one of deep disgust as he fixed his gaze on Sachet Rathore. His wife's face kept flashing through his mind, fueling his anger and determination to protect her at all costs.

Mahira: "I... I’m sorry. I p...romise, I won’t cross paths with Kartavya. Please... just let me go."

Kritika delivered a sharp slap to Mahira, the sound echoing in the tense atmosphere. Mahira's head snapped to the side, shock evident on her face.

Kritika: "Don’t you dare say my brother's name with your filthy mouth."

Rishwik: "You dug your own grave the day you decided to create misunderstandings between Kartavya bhai and Savi bhabhi."

Ashvik: "How did you even think that Kartavya bhai would leave Savi bhabhi and marry someone like you?"

Amandeep: "What else can we expect from them, Sir? They've learned these things from their parents—taking what belongs to others in their greed."

Finally, Sachet gathered some courage and spoke up, his voice shaky yet determined.

Sachet: "I tri...ed my ways with Krit...ika and Ka...rtavya beat me to a pulp, and then handed me over to the London police, accusing me of false all...egations. So if this isn’t about Krit...ika, then why have you brought us here?"

Rudraksh smirked, his confidence radiating as he began to fold the sleeves of his shirt, preparing for what was to come. The movement was deliberate, a display of his readiness for confrontation. He looked at Sachet with a disgusting look yet smirk.

Rudraksh: "Correct, but that wasn’t the real punishment for what you did to my sister."

Rudraksh's fist connected with Sachet's jaw with a force that echoed in the tense air, sending him sprawling to the side. He landed hard, nearly lying flat on the floor, dazed and struggling to regain his bearings. The impact was swift and decisive, a clear message that Rudraksh wasn't playing around.

Rudraksh: "Aur ab toh baat meri biwi ki hai, jo tum dono ne kiya hai, tumhare maa baap ne jo kiya hai, har ek cheez ka hisaab hoga."

(And now, it’s about my wife. For everything you both did, and everything your parents did, there will be payback.)

Mahira: "What? Bu...t we don’t even know y...our wife."

Rudraksh: "Ruhanika Rudraksh Malhotra."

Rudraksh's roar filled the room, his voice a thunderous testament to his fury. Sachet and Mahira's eyes widened in shock.

Mahira: "What? H...ow’s that pos...sible? That bitc... Ahhh!"

Before Mahira could finish her sentence, Kritika swiftly grabbed her hair, yanking it back forcefully. Mahira let out a cry of pain, her face contorting in shock and fear. Kritika's grip was unyielding, her fury evident as she leaned in closer, determined to make Mahira understand the consequences of her actions. The room filled with a heavy silence, punctuated only by Mahira's whimpers, as the tension escalated further.

Ashvik leaned in close to Mahira, his expression dark and menacing as he bore into her with a deadly glare that seemed to dig deep into her very soul. The intensity of his gaze was piercing, and the air around them crackled with an undeniable tension. Mahira's bravado faltered under the weight of his stare, and she found herself shrinking back, the fear evident in her wide eyes as she realized the seriousness of the situation she was in.

Ashvik: "Humare ghar ki Lakshmi ke baare me ek shabd bhi mat nikalna apni is ghatiya zubaan se."

(Don’t you dare speak a single word about the Lakshmi of our house with that filthy mouth.)

Kritika shoved Mahira's head aside, asserting her dominance, while Rudraksh seized Sachet by the collar, yanking him up to his feet. Sachet swayed unsteadily, clearly disoriented and barely able to stand on his own. The sudden jolt brought Sachet to a wobbly stance, his body relying heavily on Rudraksh for support. Sachet struggled to remain upright, his weakened state evident as he swayed slightly, trying to steady himself. Rudraksh's grip was firm, his fingers digging into the fabric as he lifted Sachet, forcing him to face the consequences of his actions.

With a mixture of anger and disgust in his eyes, Rudraksh leaned closer, making sure Sachet understood the weight of what was about to unfold. The air crackled with intensity as the confrontation reached its boiling point, each moment heavy with anticipation.

Sachet: "Ruh...anika, jhuth b..ol rahi hai, us...ke jaisi lad..kiya sirf b...."

(Ruh...anika, she’s ly...ing. Girls like her only b…)

Rudraksh landed a powerful kick between Sachet's legs, causing him to double over in agony. A pained cry escaped Sachet's lips as he fell to the ground, clutching himself, his face contorted in distress.

Rudraksh: "Meri biwi ka naam bhi mat lena is muh se, aur jo tune meri Ruhh ke sath kiya hai uska hisab toh Dena padega tujhe."

(Don’t even mention my wife’s name with that mouth. And for what you did to my Ruhh, you will pay.)

Amandeep: "Knife."

A man dashed in, returning with a sharp knife in hand, and offered it to Rudraksh. Rudraksh accepted the weapon, his grip firm as he seized Sachet's hand. The tension in the air thickened as Rudraksh's expression shifted to one of cold determination, the knife gleaming ominously under the light.

Rudraksh: "Kya laga tha, Ruhh ke hath ki nas kaat dega, suicide dikhayega toh sab Maan lenge haa."

(Did you think that by cutting her wrist and staging it as a suicide, everyone would just believe it?)

Rudraksh twisted Sachet's fingers mercilessly, eliciting a sharp cry of pain from him. The sound echoed in the tense atmosphere, a testament to the intensity of Rudraksh's fury. With each twist, Rudraksh's grip tightened, his expression a mixture of rage and determination.

Rudraksh: "Meri Ruhh, left handed and uske left wrist pe cut ke marks hai, and you wanted her to show it as a suicide. She's not that weak you fool."

(My Ruhh is left-handed, and the cut marks were on her left wrist. You wanted it to look like a suicide? She’s not that weak, you fool.)

As Rudraksh glared at Sachet, his thoughts drifted to Ruhanika, and a pang of anguish pierced his heart. He vividly recalled the faded cut marks on her left wrist, a haunting reminder of her pain. The sight of those scars had disturbed him deeply, and he couldn’t shake the feeling of helplessness that had washed over him when he first saw them. Ruhanika's Nima had shared in a letter that Ruhanika had attempted suicide, a revelation that had left Rudraksh reeling with horror. But as he examined the scars more closely, a chilling realization settled over him. Ruhanika was left-handed, and the marks on her left wrist spoke volumes. This was not an act of self-harm but rather a cry for help, a desperate message woven into the fabric of her pain. His anger towards Sachet intensified, fueled by the knowledge that someone had pushed Ruhanika to such despair. Each cut mark represented a fragment of her suffering, and the thought of her enduring such anguish ignited a fierce protectiveness within him. Rudraksh’s resolve hardened as he stood before Sachet; he would not allow this injustice to go unanswered.

Rudraksh: "Inhi gande haathon se hath lagaya tha na meri Ruh ko."

(You touched my Ruhh with these dirty hands, didn’t you?)

Rudraksh pressed the blade against Sachet's palm, delivering a sharp cut that drew blood instantly. The crimson liquid trickled down, intensifying the sense of dread in the room. Rudraksh's gaze remained steely, a silent promise that this was just the beginning of the reckoning Sachet would face for his actions.

Rudraksh: "Don’t worry, I won’t cut your wrist because I want you to live a long life and endure the same pain you inflicted on my Ruhh."

Sachet winced in immense pain, every movement sending jolts of agony through his battered body. Beside him, Mahira's heart raced as she took in the fury radiating from Rudraksh. The intensity of his gaze sent shivers down her spine, and she could clearly see the love he held for Ruhanika reflected in his expression. It was a fierce, protective love that only deepened the gravity of their situation. The realization hit her hard—there was no way out for them now. With a heavy heart, she decided to remain silent, fully aware that any attempt to defend her brother would only worsen their predicament.  With a heavy heart, she decided to remain silent, fully aware that any attempt to defend her brother would only worsen their predicament. She understood that the wrath of Rudraksh was not just about vengeance; it was a reflection of the deep emotional bond he shared with his wife, and that bond fueled his desire to protect her at all costs.

Rishwik: "Salt."

Some of Rudraksh's men dashed out of the room, only to return moments later with a bowl filled with salt and chili powder. The anticipation in the air was palpable, and Rudraksh's eyes narrowed in determination as he prepared to make Sachet pay for his transgressions. Having already inflicted a deep cut on Sachet’s palm, Rishwik wasted no time. He poured the salt and chili powder directly onto the open wound. The immediate reaction was explosive; Sachet howled in unbearable pain, collapsing backward into the group of men around him. His body thrashed helplessly, flailing like a fish stranded on dry land as the agony coursed through him. Rudraksh, fueled by a mix of anger and disgust, continued to unleash a series of cuts across Sachet's body, each strike a reminder of his crimes. With each new wound, Rishwik was right there, sprinkling salt and chili powder, amplifying Sachet's suffering to unimaginable levels. The torment became too much for Sachet to endure. His struggles weakened, and soon he fell unconscious, his breath becoming faint and labored, almost nonexistent. Rudraksh, still seething with rage, finally halted his assault, recognizing that he had pushed Sachet to the brink of collapse. On the other hand, Mahira had succumbed to the horror of the scene before her. The brutal spectacle had overwhelmed her senses, and coupled with the effects of the slow poison injected into her earlier, she slipped into unconsciousness.

Ashvik: "Kitne week hai ye Rathore siblings, itna sa bhi torture tolerate nahi kar paye"

(These Rathore siblings are so weak; they can’t even tolerate a little torture.)

Rishwik: "Pichle hafte, Sugar low hone ki vajah se aap behosh hone wale the bhai."

(Last week, your sugar dropped, and you were about to faint, bhai.)

Ashvik shot a glare at Rishwik, who was struggling to stifle his laughter. Kritika and Amandeep couldn't help but chuckle at the scene unfolding before them, their amusement evident as they exchanged glances.

RM mansion,

Ruhanika called out for Kartavya, her voice echoing as she hurried down the stairs.

Ruhanika: "Bhai saaaa, bhai saaa"

Kartavya and Savisha were cozied up in the living room, the atmosphere relaxed and intimate. Savisha lay comfortably with her head resting on Kartavya's lap, enjoying the soothing sensation of his fingers massaging her scalp. Their light-hearted conversation filled the air, punctuated by soft laughter, creating a peaceful ambiance. Suddenly, their moment was interrupted by the sound of Ruhanika’s cheerful voice echoing through the house. Savisha sat up, curiosity sparking in her eyes as she turned her head toward the staircase. Both of them looked up, watching as Ruhanika came running down, her energy infectious.

Kartavya: "Little sunshine slow down, yaar gir jaogi.'

(Little Sunshine, slow down, or you’ll fall.)

Ruhanika: "Bhaiii saaaa"

Ruhanika dashed into the living room, her breaths coming in quick pants from the sprint down the stairs. She halted right in front of Kartavya and Savisha.

Ruhanika: "Bhaiii saa."

Savisha: "Araam se Ruhi, beta kya hua kyu bula rahi ho???"

(Careful, Ruhi, dear. Why are you calling?)

Ruhanika: "Vo bhabhi saa hume.."

Ruhanika was huffing as she tried to catch her breath. Savisha shook her head with a smile and gently guided her to sit between her and Kartavya, offering a comforting presence as they awaited her to gather her thoughts.

Savisha: "Ji Bhai saa ki little sunshine ab boliye."

(Yes, Bhai saa’s Little Sunshine, go on.)

Ruhanika beamed with excitement and turned to face Kartavya. She held out her new phone, a gift from him, with a proud smile.

Kartavya: "Ye kya??"

(What is it?)

Ruhanika: "Ye is phone se hume Aksh ko call lagana sikhaiye na, hume unki yaad aa rahi hai hume unse baat karni hain."

(Teach me how to call Aksh from this phone, please. I miss him and want to talk to him.)

Savisha and Kartavya exchanged smiles, pleased to witness the blossoming affection between Rudraksh and Ruhanika. However, a hint of tension crossed Kartavya's face, prompting Savisha to raise her eyebrows in curiosity, silently asking what was bothering him. Meanwhile, Ruhanika, gently shook Kartavya's hand, trying to draw his attention back to her.

Ruhanika: "bhai sa, sikhaiye na hume inhe phone karna, aur ha video wala sikhaiyega ha hume inhe dekhna bhi chahte hai."

(Bhai saa, please teach me how to call him. And yes, also show me how to make a video call because I want to see him too.)

Kartavya: "Ahh Ruhii, mujhe thodi pyaas lag rahi hai, tum mere liye Pani le aaogi tab tak main phone on karta hu okay??"

(Ahh, Ruhi, I’m feeling a bit thirsty. Can you get me some water while I set up the phone, okay?)

Ruhanika: "Ji bhai sa hum abhi laate hai."

(Yes, Bhai saa, I’ll bring it right now.)

Ruhanika turned towards Savisha.

Ruhanika: "Bhabhi saa, aapke ke liye bhi kuch lete aaye hum??"

(Bhabhi saa, shall I bring something for you too?)

Savisha: "Nahi Ruhii"

(No, Ruhi.)

Ruhanika nodded enthusiastically before darting into the kitchen, eager to fetch water for Kartavya. Her excitement was palpable, as she couldn't shake the impatience she felt to talk to Rudraksh. As she filled a glass with water, her mind raced with thoughts of him, imagining his warm smile and the way he always made her feel cherished. She hurried back, determined to quench Kartavya's thirst and then find a moment to speak with Rudraksh.

Savisha: "Kya hua Avya??"

(What’s going on, Avya?)

Kartavya: "Just a second, Mahiye."

Kartavya quickly dialed Rudraksh's number, his heart racing with anticipation. He hoped to catch him at the right moment.

In the dungeon,

Rudraksh: "Get them treated, and make sure none of them die."

Rudraksh's men nodded in agreement, their expressions serious as they prepared to follow him. The four of them exited the room. Rudraksh led the way, his demeanor focused and determined.

Rudraksh: "Arora, what’s the status on Jayvardhan?"

Amandeep: "As per your instructions, Sir, he’s suffering."

Rudraksh: "Show me."

Amandeep nodded, and just as they turned toward another room, Rudraksh's phone rang. Noticing it was Kartavya's name flashing on the screen, he immediately answered the call, concern etched across his face.

Rudraksh: "Haa bhai Meri Ruhh thik hai na?"

(Bhai, is My Ruhh alright?)

Kartavya: "Ha vo thik hai tu bata is waqt kaha hai??"

(Yes, she's fine. Now tell me, where are you?)

Rudraksh: "Dungeon me, Kyu??"

(In the dungeon. Why?)

Kartavya: "Little Sunshine tenu video call te vekhna chahundi hai!"

(Little Sunshine wants to see you on a video call!)

Rudraksh: "Whatttttt??????"

Rudraksh shouted, his voice echoing through the room and instantly capturing everyone's attention. As he glanced down at himself, he realized his once pristine white shirt was marred with red stains, remnants of his earlier confrontation. His hair was tousled, and beads of sweat dotted his forehead, a stark contrast to his usual composed demeanor.

Rudraksh: "Veere, bas 10 minute Ruhh nu busy rakho, main hunne fresh ho ke aanda haan. Nahi taan je oh mainu na vekhe taan pareshan ho jaayegi."

(Bro, just keep Ruhh occupied for 10 minutes; I’ll freshen up quickly and come. If she doesn’t see me, she’ll worry.)

Kartavya: "Alright, be quick."

Rudraksh: "Yeah."

Rudraksh ended the call abruptly, his heart racing as he turned to face Amandeep, tension etched across his

features.

Rudraksh: "Arora, get my clothes ready. And if Kartavya bhai calls, don’t answer because it’s Ruhh who wants to talk to me, and I can’t go like this in front of her. Now hurry up."

Rudraksh swiftly handed his phone to Amandeep, urgency driving his actions as he dashed toward his room, which he had specially constructed within the depths of the dungeon. His strides were quick and purposeful, a stark contrast to the calm that had settled over the room moments earlier. Rishwik and Ashvik exchanged glances, their eyebrows raised in amusement at the speed with which Rudraksh had taken off. They couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight of him; his earlier intensity transformed into a lighthearted moment that broke the tension. As Rudraksh disappeared down the corridor, Rishwik, Amandeep, Kritika and Ashvik burst into laughter, the sound echoing off the walls of the dungeon.

Rishwik: "Live example of Pyaar me pagal."

(A live example of love-struck madness.)

Ashvik: "Ab ise chidhaunga, bada maza aayega."

(Now I’m going to tease him. This is going to be fun.)

Amandeep: "Sir chodenge nahi aapko Ashvik bhai."

(Sir is not going to spare you, Ashvik bhai.)

Ashvik: "Main darta nahi hu usse."

(I’m not afraid of him.)

Rishwik: "Ashvik bhai, main toh kehta hu, jab Rudraksh bhai Angel se baat kar rahe ho hum na Angel ko apne sath le jayenge, Tadpa denge Bhai ko."

(Ashvik bhai, I say when Rudraksh bhai is talking to Angel, we should take Angel with us to drive him crazy.)

Ashvik: "Mast plan hai Rishi, bahaut mazaa aayega, teddy itni bholi hai use samjhega bhi nahi."

(Great plan, Rishi. This will be hilarious! She’s so innocent, she won’t even realize.)

Rishwik: "Chalo Ashvik bhai abhi Ghar jaate hai, bhai toh vaise bhi yaha se office jayenge."

(Come on, Ashvik bhai, let’s go home. Bhai will head to the office anyway.)

Ashvik: "ha chal."

(Yeah, let’s go.)

Amandeep and Kritika exchanged knowing glances, shaking their heads with amused disbelief at their brother's antics. They knew that Rishwik and Ashvik were concocting some scheme to tease "The Rudraksh Malhotra."

Kritika: "Tusi dono kyu beghar hone te tulle hoye ho?"

(Why are you two so set on getting yourselves kicked out?)

Rishwik: "Di, yaar kabhi toh mera sath dedo."

(Sis, why don’t you support me just once?)

Kritika let out a light chuckle, shaking her head in amusement at the unfolding antics. Meanwhile, Amandeep headed towards Rudraksh's room. As Amandeep walked away, Ashvik, Rishwik, and Kritika made their way toward the RM mansion, their laughter echoing behind them.

Here, As Kartavya hung up the call, Ruhanika re-entered the living room, balancing two glasses of water in her hands. Her determination was evident, even though Savisha had previously declined the offer. With a bright smile, Ruhanika placed the glass in front of Savisha, who accepted it gratefully, her expression softening with appreciation. Ruhanika settled back down between them, her demeanor shifting to a more earnest tone as she held Kartavya’s hand in a pleading manner.

Ruhanika: "Bhai sa, ab inhe phone lagaiye na, vo bhi video wala."

(Bhai saa, now call him—on video, too.)

Kartavya: "Umm little sunshine, main phone lagau isse achcha tum kyu nahi lagati??"

(Umm, Little Sunshine, instead of me calling, why don’t you do it yourself?)

Ruhanika: "Hume aata nahi hai na, humne bataya tha na humne pehle kabhi mobile istamal nahi kiya hai."

(I don’t know how to; I told you I’ve never used a phone before.)

Kartavya: "ha beta I know what, but what I'm saying is kyu na main sikha du tumhe?? Sikhogi??"

(Yes, I know that. But, how about I teach you? Would you like that?)

Savisha: "Sikh lo Ruhi, phir tum jab chahe Rudraksh bhai ko phone kar sakti ho aur dekh sakti ho, hai na??"

(Learn it, Ruhi. Then you can call Rudraksh bhai and see him anytime you want, right?)

Ruhanika's eyes sparkled with excitement as she nodded enthusiastically, her eagerness evident.

Ruhanika: "Ji bhabhi sa, thik kaha aapne, bhai sa aap sikha dijiye hume. "

(Yes, bhabhi saa, you’re right. Bhai saa, please teach me.)

Kartavya: "Umm Ruhi ye aise chalu nahi hoga, iske sath charger bhi toh Diya tha na maine vo kaha hai??"

(Umm, Ruhi, it won’t work without the charger. I gave it to you, right? Where is it?)

Ruhanika: "Vo toh kamre me hai, kya hum le aaye??"

(It’s in my room. Shall I go get it?)

Kartavya: "Ji Ruhi ji le aiye."

(Yes, Ruhi, please go and get it.)

Ruhanika didn’t wait for a second; she dashed towards her room with excitement, her feet barely touching the ground.

Savisha: "Ruhi sambhal ke beta gir jaogi."

(Ruhi, be careful, or you’ll fall.)

Savisha and Kartavya exchanged amused glances, chuckling at Ruhanika's eagerness to see and talk with Rudraksh. Just two minutes later, Ruhanika returned, breathless with excitement, and handed the charger to Kartavya. He took it with a smile, plugged the phone into the charger, and switched it on. As the screen lit up, Ruhanika leaned in closer, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.

Ruhanika: "Ye toh kitna samay le raha hai."

(This is taking too long.)

Kartavya: "Ek minute bhi nahi hua hai Ruhi."

(It hasn’t even been a minute, Ruhi.)

Ruhanika pouted playfully, her expression eliciting a chuckle from both Kartavya and Savisha. The light atmosphere filled the room as they enjoyed each other's company, but soon the focus shifted back to the task at hand. With the phone finally switched on, Kartavya began teaching Ruhanika the basics of using it, guiding her through the features with patience and enthusiasm. He even helped her create a WhatsApp account, ensuring she felt comfortable with the new technology.

As ten minutes passed effortlessly, Ruhanika’s excitement was palpable. However, her curiosity led her to ask Kartavya a total of five times when they would be calling Rudraksh. Each time, Kartavya smiled and reassured her that they would call soon, though inside he felt a twinge of anxiety. What if Rudraksh was still in the dungeon? What if Ruhanika inadvertently saw something she shouldn’t? The thought lingered in the back of his mind, adding a layer of tension to the otherwise cheerful atmosphere. Finally, they decided to call Rudraksh. As the phone rang, Kartavya's heart raced, hoping that everything would be okay. The phone rang just twice before Rudraksh answered, his familiar voice cutting through the anticipation.

Ruhanika's face lit up at the sight of Rudraksh, instantly bringing a smile to his lips. It was hard to believe that this man, radiating warmth and affection, had been torturing someone just moments before, consumed by rage.

Ruhanika: "Akshhhhhhhh"

Rudraksh: "Ruhhhhhhhhh"

Ruhanika called out to him in excitement, her voice bubbling with joy, and Rudraksh responded in the same enthusiastic tone, both of them bursting into giggles. Seeing their playful interaction, Kartavya and Savisha exchanged knowing smiles before quietly stepping away, leaving the couple to enjoy their precious moment of privacy.

Ruhanika: "Aap toh aise Video call pe bhi kitne Sundar lag rahe hai."

(You even look handsome on a video call.)

Rudraksh fought to suppress a blush, feeling warmth spread across his cheeks. This girl had a way of making him feel bashful these days. Meanwhile, Ruhanika beamed at him with a wide smile, her happiness radiating like sunshine.

Rudraksh: "Ruhhh, main toh vaha hu nahi abhi, jab aaunga na tab aise phir muskurana tum, tumhe dimples poke jo karne hai."

(Ruhhh, I’m not there right now, but when I come back, smile like this again, so I can poke those dimples.)

Ruhanika and Rudraksh shared a lighthearted laugh, the joy of the moment enveloping them in a bubble of happiness.

Ruhanika: "Aap lagta hai humare gaalon me ched karke manenge."

(Seems like you won’t rest until you make holes in my cheeks.)

Rudraksh chuckled again, but his laughter faded when he noticed Ruhanika's frown. He raised his eyebrows in curiosity, concerned about what might have caused her change in expression.

Rudraksh: "Kya hua Betu??"

(What happened, Betu?)

Ruhanika: "Aap Savere toh safed shirt pehen ke gaye the, phir ye Kali shirt kaise??"

(You left wearing a white shirt, so how come you’re in a black one now?)

Rudraksh's eyes widened in surprise as he processed Ruhanika's behavior. In that moment, he couldn't help but reflect on the complexities of her character—she had a delightful blend of childish innocence and mature understanding., but one thing was clear: a wife will always be a wife.  Yet, despite her playful demeanor, she was undeniably embodying the essence of a devoted wife, concerned and curious about his well-being. As he observed her, a mix of warmth and frustration bubbled within him. He wanted to reassure her, to share the reasons behind his sudden change of clothes, but the reality of the situation held him back. The truth was too harsh, too tangled in the web of their dangerous world. He couldn’t risk burdening her with that knowledge, especially when she radiated such innocent affection.

Ruhanika: "Bataiye bhi."

(Tell me!)

Rudraksh: "Ahhh vo betu vo main... Ha vo actually ek client ke sath meeting chal Rahi thi aur tabhi coffee gir gayi shirt pe isiliye badalne pade kapde."

(Ahh, well, um… actually, I was in a meeting with a client, and some coffee spilled on my shirt, so I had to change.)

Ruhanika facepalmed herself.

Ruhanika: "Offo, aap bhi na kya karte hai. Ab se hum aapko khilaya karenge. Aur shirt lete aaiyega hum dho denge."

(Oh, you’re so clumsy! From now on, I’ll feed you myself. And bring that shirt; I’ll wash it for you.)

Rudraksh: "Jaisa aap kahe Jaan-e-aksh."

(As you say, my dear.)

Ruhanika blushed again at his words, lowering her head shyly. Rudraksh couldn't help but admire her; she looked incredibly cute with those chubby pink cheeks. His heart swelled at the sight, and he found himself captivated by her innocence and charm, wishing he could freeze the moment forever.

Ruhanika: "Achcha aap kab aayenge, hum yaad kar rahe hai aapko."

(When are you coming back? I miss you.)

Rudraksh: "Haa lag hi Raha tha mujhe ki Meri Ruhh, mujhe yaad kar rahi hai kyuki mujhe hichkiya aa rahi hai."

( I had a feeling my Ruhh missed me because I’ve been getting hiccups.)

Ruhanika: "Kya aapko hichkiya aa rahi hai?? Pani pi lijiye Aksh, aap thik hai??"

(You’ve been getting hiccups? Have some water, Aksh. Are you alright?)

Rudraksh couldn't help but smile at her innocence; she was so quick to worry about him. Teasing her had been all in good fun, but seeing her concern made his heart warm. It was moments like these that reminded him just how special their bond was.

Rudraksh: "Main thik hu Ruhhh, tum batao thik ho na tum?? Kaam toh nahi kar rahi na?? Aur thik se ho na tum bhaga daudi toh nahi ki na??"

(I’m fine, Ruhhh. But how are you? You’re not working, right? And you’re okay, right? You’re not rushing around, are you?)

Ruhanika: "Hum thik hai, par hum aapko kuch batana nahi kuch karna chahte hai, aap kab aayenge??"

(I’m fine, but I want to tell you something, or actually do something for you. When are you coming?)

Rudraksh: "Umm bas thoda sa hi kaam bacha hai betu, vo khatam karke jaldi se aata hu okay??"

(Umm, just a little bit of work left, sweetie. I’ll finish it up and be back soon, okay?)

Ruhanika: "Pakka jaldi aayenge??"

(Promise you’ll come soon?)

Rudraksh: "Haa jaana, jaldi aa jaungi."

(Yes, love, I’ll be there quickly.)

Rudraksh was taken aback by Ruhanika's glare, but he found himself enjoying this feisty side of her. Despite his best efforts, a chuckle escaped him, which only made her pout even more in annoyance. Her expressions were so endearing, and he loved that she could stand her ground with him, even when she was upset.

Rudraksh: "Achcha achcha betu sorry, naraz nahi hona."

(Alright, alright, don’t be mad at me, sweetie. Sorry)

Ruhanika: "Hum Itna toh samajh gaye hai ki Jaana matlab aap hume kahi jaane nahi keh rahe hai, par matlab bhi nahi jante hum."

(I’ve understood that when you say ‘sweetie,’ it means you’re not telling me to go anywhere. But I still don’t know what it really means.)

Rudraksh smiled at her, his heart swelling with affection. The urge to pull her cheeks was almost overwhelming; her cute pout and chubby pink cheeks were too tempting to resist.

Rudraksh: "Achcha toh Mallika-e-Aksh samjhne lagi hai mujhe."

(Oh, so my Queen of Aksh is started to understand me now?)

Ruhanika: "Ab toh bata dijiye matlab."

(Now please tell me what it means.)

Rudraksh: "Aake batata hu."

(I’ll tell you when I come home.)

Ruhanika's eyes sparkled with excitement as she grinned and nodded in agreement. Her enthusiasm was contagious, and Rudraksh couldn't help but smile back, feeling a warm rush of happiness.

Rudraksh: "Achcha batao kya lau tumhare liye??"

(Alright, tell me, what should I bring for you?)

Ruhanika: "Hume kuch nahi chahiye, hume bas aap chahiye, Jaldi se aa jaiye na Aksh."

(I don’t want anything. I just want you. Please come quickly, Aksh.)

Rudraksh: "Aise bulaogi toh kaam kaise karunga Ruhh, mera man toh tum me hi laga rahega na."

(If you call me like that, how will I concentrate on work, Ruhh? My heart will just stay with you)

Ruhanika's cheeks flushed a soft pink, and a shy smile crept onto her face, making her look even more adorable. Rudraksh cursed his fate for not being physically there to pull her cheeks and tease her playfully. He longed to be by her side, to see that beautiful smile in person, and to share those little moments that made their bond even stronger. The distance felt unbearable, but the connection they shared through their conversations was a comfort he held onto tightly.

Ruhanika: "Thik hai kaam kar lijiye, aur aa jaiye humare pass."

(Okay, finish your work and come to me.)

Rudraksh: "Hunne aaya Sohneyo!"

(I’m coming, love!)

Both Ruhanika and Rudraksh bid each other farewell, their voices filled with warmth and affection.  Rudraksh hung up, knowing that Ruhanika might struggle a bit with the phone and all its new features. Once the call was disconnected, he glanced at the phone screen, where a beautiful picture of Ruhanika from her birthday served as the screensaver. Her smile radiated joy, and he felt a wave of affection wash over him. A soft smile crept onto his face as he admired the image, memories of that day flooding back—laughter, love, and the little moments that made everything worthwhile.  Unable to resist, he leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss against the screen, wishing he could hold her close instead.

Rudraksh: "Eh ki kar rahi ho, Sohneyo? Tuhadi masoomiyat nu vekh ke main apne dil nu kivein sambha laan?"

(What are you doing, Ruhh? Seeing your innocence, how can I control my heart?)

With a content smile still lingering on his face, Rudraksh shook his head, trying to shake off the lingering thoughts of Ruhanika. He then made his way out of the dungeon, joined by Amandeep, as they headed to the office. Meanwhile, Ashvik, Rishwik, and Kritika opted to return home.

Rudraksh finished up his work for the day and headed home, a smile on his face as he cradled a bouquet of vibrant red roses meant for Ruhanika. The fragrant flowers symbolized his affection, and he couldn't wait to see her reaction. However, as he stepped inside the house, the scene that unfolded before him left him utterly bewildered. Ashvik, Rishwik, and Kartavya were all kneeling before Ruhanika, each holding their ears in a gesture of mock surrender or apology.  Meanwhile, Ruhanika sat elegantly on the couch, her arms folded defiantly, a pout on her lips, and her face turned away from the trio. It was clear she was in no mood to relent, despite the amusing display before her. Rudraksh couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight.

Rudraksh: "Kya hua aap teeno ko??"

(What’s wrong with all three of you?)

Rudraksh glanced at Ashvik, Rishwik, and Kartavya, prompting them to turn their attention to him. Just then, Ruhanika's eyes lit up with excitement. Without hesitation, she dashed toward him and wrapped her arms around him in a warm hug. He instinctively embraced her, his concern evident as he felt her eagerness.

Rudraksh: "Betu?? Kya hua Ruhh kahi dard ho raha hai kya?? Kahi lagi hai kya tumhe dikhao mujhe."

(Sweetie? Is something hurting you, Ruhh? Are you injured? Show me.)

Rudraksh gently attempted to pull away from Ruhanika, but she clung to him tightly, shaking her head as she nestled her face against his chest. He smiled at her stubbornness, feeling a warmth spread through him.

Ruhanika: "Hum thik hai, bas aapko yaad kar rahe the."

(I’m fine; I was just missing you.)

Rudraksh smiled warmly and placed a gentle kiss on Ruhanika's head. As she pulled back, her face lit up with a bright smile, and she held onto his hand. In response, he handed her a bouquet of red roses, and her grin widened even more at the thoughtful gesture. The vibrant flowers seemed to echo the affection between them, and Rudraksh felt a rush of happiness watching her delight.

Ruhanika: "Humare liye??"

(Is this for me?)

Rudraksh: "Nahi, meri biwi ke liye"

(No, it’s for my wife.)

Ruhanika: "Par vo toh hum hi hai na."

(But isn’t that me?)

Ruhanika looked up at Rudraksh, her brow furrowed in confusion tilting her head slightly. Rudraksh couldn't help but chuckle at her innocence, finding her curious nature endearing.

Rudraksh: "Toh tumhare liye hi hoga na Ruhh."

(So it’s for you then, Ruhh)

Ruhanika felt her cheeks heat up, a blush creeping across her face as she lowered her head shyly. The warmth of Rudraksh's gaze made her heart race.

Ruhanika: "Dhanyawad. Par aaj toh humara janamdin nahi hai vo toh ho gaya."

(Thank you. But it’s not my birthday; that was a while ago.)

Rudraksh: "Toh ye kaha likha hai ki sirf birthday's pe flowers de sakte hai."

(Who says you can only give flowers on birthdays?)

She smiled shyly, and as Rudraksh leaned down to her level, his eyes sparkled with warmth and affection. He captured her gaze, making her heart flutter even more.

Rudraksh: "Kya ab meri Ruhh sharma rahi hai??"

(Is my Ruhh blushing now?)

Ruhanika: "Aap chaliye humne aapke liye khana banaya hai."

(Come on, I made food for you.)

Ruhanika quickly shifted the topic, trying to mask her shyness under his loving gaze. However, Rudraksh couldn't shake off his concern.

Rudraksh: "Ruhhh, mana kiya tha na kaam karne se, sunti kyu nahi ho??"

(Ruhhh, I told you not to work, didn’t I? Why don’t you listen?)

Ruhanika: "Areh baba ab hum bilkul thik hai."

(Oh, come on, I’m totally fine now.)

Rudraksh: "Lekin Betu rest...."

(But, sweetheart, rest..)

Ruhanika: "Nahi aap chaliye humare sath, aaiye."

(No, come on, just come with me.)

Ruhanika tugged at Rudraksh's hand, leading him toward the dining room. Just then, Rishwik sprinted over, positioning himself in front of her with a pouty face.

Rishwik: "Yaar Angel sorry na maaf kar do aage se nahi hoga aisa."

(Hey Angel, I’m really sorry. Please forgive us. It won’t happen again.)

Ruhanika shot a fierce glare at Rishwik, and he gulped in mock fear, taken aback by her intensity. Just then, Ashvik and Kartavya raced over, joining Rishwik in a show of exaggerated remorse as they held their ears.

Ashvik: "Teddy sorry"

Kartavya: "Little sunshine, Apne  bhai sa ko maaf nahi karogi??"

(Little Sunshine, won’t you forgive your brother)

Ruhanika: "Nahiiii"

(Noo)

Ruhanika placed her hands firmly on her waist, her glare intensifying as she looked at them.

Rishwik: "bhai aap samjhao na Angel ko, ye gussa ho gayi hai humse."

(Bro, you try to explain to Angel; she’s mad at us.)

Rudraksh shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly, a playful smile dancing on his lips. He leaned slightly forward, placing a reassuring hand on Ruhanika's shoulder as he stood behind her.

Rudraksh: "Main thodi kaha tha ise Naraz hona aur gussa hona Sikhane ko, meri masoom Ruhh ko ye sab aata hi nahi tha ab tune hi sikhaya hai ab toh jhel."

(Did I tell her to learn how to be upset and angry? My sweet Ruhh didn’t even know these things. You guys taught her, so you handle it now.)

Ruhanika looked up at Rudraksh, her eyes sparkling with affection as a smile spread across her face.

Kartavya: "Yaar Rudraksh, help kar de Bhai ye pichle ek ghante se naraz baithi hai."

(Come on, Rudraksh, please help us out. She’s been upset for the past hour.)

Ashvik: "Badle me kuch bhi le lena tu pehle abhi help karde, pichle 1 ghante se teddy ne humse thik se baat nhi ki hai."

(Take anything you want in return; just please help us out. Teddy hasn’t spoken to us properly for the past hour.)

Rudraksh chuckled as he watched Rishwik, Ashvik, and Kartavya whining like children, desperately trying to get Ruhanika's attention. Their exaggerated pouts and playful antics only added to the lightheartedness of the moment.

Rudraksh: "Achcha betu, kyu naraz ho tum in teeno se??"

(Alright, sweetie, why are you mad at these three?)

Ruhanika's glare intensified, and the three of them instantly froze, their eyes widening in mock horror. They exchanged nervous glances, knowing they had pushed their luck too far. Rishwik, Ashvik, and Kartavya quickly adopted innocent expressions, hoping to appease her.

Rishwik: "Bh...Bhai aisa bhi kuch nahi hai."

(B-Bro, it’s nothing really.)

Ashvik: "Ha tu bas ise samjha de."

(Yeah, just please talk to her)

Kartavya remained silent, avoiding eye contact with Rudraksh as he looked around the room, seemingly lost in thought. This unusual behavior raised Rudraksh's suspicions.

Rudraksh: "Kya kiya hai tum logo ne meri Ruhh ke sath me?? Sach sach batana."

(What did you guys do to my Ruhh? Tell me the truth.)

Ruhanika placed her hands firmly on her waist, her expression turning stern as she glared at the trio. Her piercing gaze was a mixture of annoyance and authority, making it clear that she wasn’t about to let them off the hook so easily. The playful banter had filled the room.

Ruhanika: "Chaliye bataiye, Aksh aap suniyega inki baatein haa."

(Go on, tell him. Aksh, listen to them carefully, okay?)

Rudraksh: "tumhare Aksh ke baad mujhe kaha kuch sunai dega."

(After you said ‘Aksh,’ what else do I need to hear?)

Rudraksh murmured to himself, a soft chuckle escaping his lips as he watched Ruhanika assert herself in front of the three boys.

Ruhanika: "Haa toh aap jante hai jab humne in sabse kaha ki hume Aksh ki yaad aa rahi hai, hume Aksh se milna hai. Toh ye log kehte hai ki aise kon itni pyaari ko chod ke jaata hai. Ek number ka..."

(Yes, so when I told them I was missing you, Aksh, and I wanted to see you, they said, ‘Who would leave someone so sweet?’ And one of them said…)

Kartavya: "Gadha hai tumhara Aksh"

(Your Aksh is such a big fool)

Ashvik: "Mand buddi hai, pagal kahika"

(He’s a blockhead, totally crazy.)

Rishwik: "Bewakoof ka dusra naam Rudraksh bhai"

(The second name of stupidity is Rudraksh.)

Ruhanika: "Haa ye sab keh rahe the ye log aapko, ab bataiye naraz nahi hoyenge hum kya?? Aise koi kehta hai kya?"

(Yes, they were all saying these things about you. Now tell me, shouldn’t I be upset? Who talks like that?)

Rudraksh fixed a sharp glare on the three of them, his expression serious yet playful. The intensity of his gaze made it clear that he wasn’t pleased with their antics.

Rudraksh: "Mere peeth piche ye sab bhar rahe ho meri biwi ke dimaag me."

(So behind my back, this is what they’re feeding into my wife’s head?)

Ruhanika turned her gaze upward to meet Rudraksh's eyes, her expression softening as she took in his presence and spoke.

Ruhanika: "Nahi Aksh, aap chinta mat kijiye, humne ye sab nahi maana, hum jante hai aap achche hai."

(Don’t worry, Aksh. I didn’t believe any of it. I know you’re wonderful.)

Rishwik: "Bhai peeth piche nahi, muh pe bhi bol sakta hu, par janta hu bachunga nahi phir. "

(Bro, it’s not just behind your back; I could say it to your face too, but I know I wouldn’t survive afterward.)

Ashvik: "Marega nahi Vada karta hai toh abhi bol ke dikhau??"

(Promise you won’t hit me, and I’ll say it right now.)

Kartavya: "Galti ho gayi mujhse, gadha Rudraksh nahi tum dono ho."

(I made a mistake; it’s not Rudraksh who’s the fool—it’s you two.)

Rishwik: "Kyu??"

(Why?)

Kartavya: "little sunshine nu vekho ik vari."

(Just look at little Sunshine over there.)

Ashvik and Rishwik exchanged nervous glances as they turned their attention to Ruhanika, who was glaring at them with an intensity that sent a chill down their spines. They could see the annoyance simmering in her eyes, and a wave of dread washed over them. Her displeasure was palpable, and they gulped audibly, realizing that their earlier antics.

Ashvik: "Damnnn, sorry yaar teddy nahi bolunga vapas."

(Damn, sorry, Teddy, I won’t say it again.)

Rishwik: "Chocolates khayogi Angel?? Leke aau??"

(Angel, would you like some chocolates? Should I bring some?)

Ruhanika remained silent for a moment, her expression still firm as she gently removed Rudraksh's hand from her shoulders. Instead, she took hold of his biceps, her fingers wrapping around the solid muscle.

Ruhanika: "Aap thak gaye honge na, bhookh bhi lagi hogi, aaiye hum khila dete hai aaj aapko."

(You must be tired and hungry, right? Come, I’ll feed you today.)

Ruhanika led Rudraksh confidently to the dining table, her hand firmly clasped around his as if it were a lifeline. Ashvik, Rishwik, and Kartavya stood frozen, their expressions a mix of shock and disbelief at her boldness. They exchanged bewildered glances, unsure of how to react to Ruhanika's sudden assertiveness. Meanwhile, Savisha and Kritika, who had been watching the unfolding scene with amused smiles, approached the trio with laughter bubbling from their lips.

Savisha: "Aa gaya mazaa, aur karo Rudraksh bhai ki burai."

(This is fun! Go on, keep talking badly about Rudraksh Bhai.)

Kartavya: "Mahiye, hun tusi vi mere te hassoge?"

(Oh, really, Mahiye? Are you going to laugh at me too?)

Savisha: "Nahi taan, hor ki karaan Avya? Tusi vi ki ki karte rehnde ho!"

(Of course, Avya! What else should I do? Look at what you’re all up to!)

Kartavya pouted at Savisha, clearly annoyed by her teasing. In response, she playfully reached out and pinched his cheeks, causing him to scrunch up his face in mock indignation. Meanwhile, Ashvik and Rishwik watched Ruhanika and Rudraksh with wide eyes. Rudraksh was smiling warmly at Ruhanika, who was busy serving him with a bright, proud expression on her face.  Kritika, noticing Rishwik's gaze fixed on the pair, leaned closer and playfully placed her elbow on his shoulder.

Rishwik: "Par eh Angel kuch zyada hi veere di taraf nahi ho gayi?"

(But isn’t Angel a bit too attached to Bro?)

Kritika: "Ruhi nu lagda hai ke Rudraksh bhai te crush aa gaya hai, te shayad feelings vi develop ho rahi hai, bas oh hunne eh gal samajh nahi paa rahi."

(Looks like Ruhi has developed a crush on Rudraksh Bhai. Maybe she’s even starting to have feelings, but she doesn’t realize it yet.)

Rishwik, Ashvik: "Whaattttttt??"

Both Ashvik and Rishwik shouted in unison, their voices rising in a blend of surprise and desperation. However, Kritika and Kartavya quickly sprang into action, placing their hands over Ashvik's and Rishwik's mouths to muffle the commotion. The gesture was a frantic attempt to keep Rudraksh and Ruhanika from noticing their outburst and the ensuing chaos.

Ashvik: "Yaar kriti, pehle kyu nahi bataya, Main hunne jaake dass dinda haan usnu, phir dono pyaar naal rehange!"

(Kriti, why didn’t you say so earlier? I could have told her right away, then they could both stay together in love!)

Ashvik was on the verge of stepping forward, but Savisha swiftly grabbed his arm, pulling him back with a firm yet gentle grip.

Savisha: "Nahi, bilkul nahi! Dheere dheere hi unha di nazdikiyan badh rahi hai."

(No, not at all. Slowly they are getting close)

Ashvik and Rishwik exchanged a knowing glance, silently acknowledging Savisha's wisdom. Their eyes communicated a shared understanding.

Savisha: "Dono nu khud apne jazbaatan nu samajhan deyo, apni love story nu enjoy karan deyo, har ik ehsaas nu mehsoos karan deyo."

(Let them understand their own feelings, experience every emotion, and enjoy their love story at their own pace.)

Kritika: "Aur phir Ruhi nu samjhaun layi Rudraksh bhai taan hai hi!"

(And when the time comes for Ruhi to understand, Rudraksh Bhai is there for her!)

Ashvik and Rishwik exchanged nods of agreement, their faces lighting up with smiles as they looked at the couple.

Kartavya: "Par filhaal Little Sunshine nu manana te dhyaan do, oh ajj vi naraz hai."

(But for now, focus on making Little Sunshine happy; she’s still upset.)

Ashvik: "Aur hun eh Rudraksh koi help nahi karega, saade nalayak!"

(And Rudraksh won’t help us this time—what a useless guy!)

Rishwik: "Ruko, main hun chalata haan apna smart dimaag!"

(Wait, I’m going to use my smart brain now!)

Kritika: "Smart nahi Khoorafati dimaag."

(Not smart, mischievous brain.)

Rishwik: "Dii yaarr."

(Sis, come on.)

Everyone burst into laughter at Rishwik's antics. He dashed over to his chair, followed closely by the others as they settled into their seats. Ruhanika, eager to serve, stood up to help, but Savisha gently intervened, placing a hand on her arm to stop her.

Savisha: "Nahi Ruhi, hum le lenge utho mat."

(No, Ruhi, we’ll take it; don’t get up.)

Ruhanika smiled warmly and nodded in agreement, her gaze drifting to Rishwik. He was sitting at the table, his eyes cast down, resting his chin in his hands with his elbows propped up. The playful energy around them seemed to fade as she noticed his slightly dejected demeanor.

Ruhanika: "Vaise toh hum naraz hai, par aap aise kyu baithe hai Rishi Bhai?? Kha kyu nahi rahe?? Humne achcha nahi banaya hai kya??"

(Well, I am mad, but why are you sitting like that, Rishi Bhai? Why aren’t you eating? Didn’t I cook well?)

Rudraksh caught sight of Rishwik sulking at the table and couldn't help but roll his eyes at him. He knew all too well that Rishwik often resorted to this pouty act in an attempt to win Ruhanika's sympathy. It was a tactic that had worked in the past, but Rudraksh wasn't about to let him off the hook so easily this time.

Rishwik: "tum naraz ho Angel, main kha paunga aise me, mujhe man me dard ho raha hai."

(Angel, you’re upset, so how can I eat? My heart hurts.)

Ruhanika pouted, clearly caught in a dilemma as she glanced between Rishwik and the others.  Ashvik and Kartavya exchanged knowing glances and quickly jumped in, joining Rishwik's act by mimicking his sulky demeanor.

Kartavya: "Meri toh bhookh hi mar gayi hai."

(I’ve lost my appetite too.)

Ashvik: "Mera bhi kuch khaas man nahi hai khane ka."

(I’m not in the mood to eat anything either.)

Ruhanika scanned the faces of three of them,  her eyes filled with sympathy for them. Then, she turned her gaze to Rudraksh, with a gentle tug on the sleeves of his shirt, she silently beckoned him closer.

Ruhanika: "Ye sab khayenge nahi toh hume bura lagega, hum inhe maaf kar de kya??"

(If none of you eat, I’ll feel bad. Should I forgive you all?)

Rudraksh smiled at her innocent question, feeling a wave of warmth wash over him. It was evident that Ruhanika truly trusted him with her thoughts and feelings, and that trust filled him with a sense of responsibility and affection. Unable to resist her adorable demeanor, he playfully flicked her nose.

Rudraksh: "Tumhari marzi Ruhh, koi zabardasti thodi hai."

(Up to you, Ruhh, no pressure.)

Ruhanika took a moment to ponder, her brow slightly furrowed in concentration as she considered her options. After about two minutes, she finally looked up, turned her attention to Ashvik, Rishwik, and Kartavya, who were watching her with a mix of curiosity and anticipation.

Ruhanika: "Achcha thik hai, aap sab aise udaas chehre mat banaiye, hum maaf kar dete hai."

(Alright, don’t make such sad faces, I’ll forgive you all.)

The three of them exchanged excited glances and then leaped from their chairs, racing over to Ruhanika and enveloping her in a tight group hug. Rudraksh's heart raced with concern as he watched, fearing that the sudden rush of affection might startle her.

But to his surprise, Ruhanika erupted into laughter, her eyes sparkling with delight as she embraced the warmth of their camaraderie. It was a heartwarming scene that melted his worry, and he couldn’t help but smile at the bond they shared. Once they pulled back, Ruhanika playfully raised a finger in a mock warning, her expression turning serious for a moment.

Ruhanika: "Par hum bata rahe aap sab aise dobara nahi bolenge inhe samjhe na?? Varna abhi hum thode se naraz the baadme zyada naraz ho jayenge. Phir aapki thodi si maafi kaam nahi aayegi."

(But let me warn you: don’t ever say anything like that about him again, got it? Otherwise, I was a little upset now, but next time, I’ll be really mad, and just saying sorry won’t be enough.)

Laughter and warmth filled the air as the family gathered around the dining table, sharing their lunch. The atmosphere was lively, filled with playful banter and light-hearted teasing. Ruhanika, with a determined glint in her eyes, took it upon herself to feed Rudraksh, claiming that he would inevitably spill food on his shirt. Despite her teasing, he playfully ignored her warnings and reciprocated by feeding her bites of food, their interactions infused with affection. The meal culminated in a sweet moment when Ruhanika proudly served him the kheer she had made especially for him. As they both savored the dish, a wave of nostalgia washed over Rishwik and Rudraksh. They exchanged glances, their eyes mirroring a torrent of unspoken emotions that swirled between them—memories, comfort, and an undeniable connection.

Ruhanika: "Kya hua pasand nahi aaya??"

(What’s wrong? Don’t you like it?)

Rudraksh: "Nahi jaana, bahaut achcha hai."

(No, sweetheart, it’s delicious)

Ruhanika grinned brightly as she continued to feed Rudraksh. As they shared stories and exchanged jokes, the afternoon unfolded seamlessly.

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Precap for next week:

Ruhanika discovers the truth about her marriage.

Rudraksh uncovers a shocking truth from Ruhanika.

1. Someone requested so yeah, I’ll be adding more moments between Rudraksh and Rishwik soon, especially as we dive into their past.

2. Some of you have asked for a lip kiss scene. Please have patience—it’s a slow-burn story, and things will take time.

3. The previous chapter got 6k+ views, but the vote target wasn’t met. Comments only reached the target due to a goal being set. If this keeps up, I may consider moving the story from Wattpad to ScrollStack, where it will be paid. That way, even if votes and comments are low, it’ll still have value.

4. For those asking for regular updates, guys I have set a fixed schedule that I post every Saturday and Sunday at around 7 PM.

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Target:

Votes: 1.5K

Comments: 275

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