chapter 32

YOU ARE THE RHYTHM OF MY HEART!Chapter 32 :Everyone burst into laughter, watching Nandu get threatened by Yeshwanth. Their joyful moment was suddenly interrupted by Parasuram’s voice.“If your family drama is over, the food is ready”. Looking at Yeshwanth, he added with a smirk,“And don’t you dare threaten my son-in-law. If I ever see him sad because of your daughter-in-law, I won’t hesitate to pull her ear”.Aadhya shot him a sharp glare, making everyone laugh even harder.Later, food was served to everyone, and Aadhya stayed by Yeshwanth and his children’s side, explaining each dish, its unique taste, and its essence. Yeshwanth enjoyed the food under Aadhya’s loving care, and for the first time, he felt what it was like to eat a family meal served with love.Watching his father’s face, overwhelmed with emotions, Akhil remarked,“Dad! It’s natural to feel emotional when someone serves food with love and affection. I experienced the same when I first met her in college. Every day, I feel something new in her company. She is my angel!”, he said, his voice brimming with happiness.Yeshwanth gazed at Akhil before shifting his eyes toward Aadhya. Gently caressing her head, he said,“Aadu! Maybe your entry into our home will make it livelier and more cheerful than this mechanical life we’ve been living. But I’m afraid… when will that luckiest day come?”. His voice trembled with pain.Placing her hand on his, Aadhya replied gently,“Dad! Please don’t bother about the future when you can relish the present. Everything will happen according to fate. Just have faith in it”.Smiling warmly at her words, Yeshwanth continued his meal under Aadhya’s gentle care. Nandu, too, was delighted, watching the bond forming between Aadhya and his father, secretly wishing that one day his mother would also join them, creating a complete family.After the meal, they all lay down under the trees to rest. As the sun started setting, they packed up their things and headed home.Returning home, Nandu, Akhil, Sruthi, and Yeshwanth slumped onto the chairs, leaning back with a sigh of exhaustion.“Oh my god! I feel like I ran a marathon”, Yeshwanth exclaimed, moving his legs frequently, unable to bear the pain.“Oho! Dad! I feel like a bulldozer ran over my legs”, Nandu groaned, massaging his legs.Akhil and Sruthi, unwilling to let the elders complain alone, joined in,“We are younger than you, yet you’re the ones complaining the most without even thinking about us!”.Watching their little drama, Parasuram sat down with them, a wide smile on his face, while Aadhya shook her head fondly and walked toward the kitchen.A few moments later, she returned with a bowl of oil, sat in front of Yeshwanth, and slowly started folding his pants up to his knees.“Aadu!” Yeshwanth yelped, startled by her actions.With a gentle smile, Aadhya looked at Yeshwanth and reassured him,“Dad, just close your eyes and relax. Let the pain melt away. I often do this for my father”, she said before finishing folding his pants.She rubbed the oil between her palms and began massaging his legs. Though Yeshwanth felt awkward at first, he slowly melted into the comforting sensation, feeling the pain gradually fade away.Nandu, Akhil, and Sruthi stared at her in astonishment. They had never seen anyone, not even their mother, massage their father’s legs.-  *KRISH*