PART 🦋 XXXVII

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chapter 37

“Reyansh bhai?” Sania squinted her eyes trying to take a good look at the man who just passed from the corridor and entered a cabin.

“naah why would he be at the hospital?” shaking off the absurd thoughts, she walked down the stairs reaching the ground floor.

‘saala- maggi masala. ….Har kisi me ghul jata hai’

she cursed finding sunansh talking sweetly to the receptionist with a huge smile.

“oyee maggi masala. ….i mean papa ka …..arghh suniye ji~~~” stretching the word, she sweetly called him and sunansh choked on his saliva hearing her sweet talk.

‘ji?’

“Ye Jo dant chamak rahe hai na ……tod ke hath me de dungi agar muh band nai Kiya toh”

(if you don't stop smiling , I'll break these shining teeth and handover it you)

whispering slowly in  his ears, she glared at the receptionist and held his biceps firmly.

sunansh laughed nervously hearing her threat and closed his mouth instantly  gulping down the saliva

“Let's go,” she said, pulling him with her and walking forward. but, before she could reach the exit a voice was heard from behind.

“Sania Rajput”  turning around she found her senior, SHIVAAY AGNIVANSHI.

“Yes doctor”

“You forgot these files in my cabin” he said handing over the files related to the patient.

“I'm sorry doctor,I …..”

“be attentive. Doctors are not allowed to make mistakes”  his tone was neutral but she knew he was furious by her small mistake.

He was a neurologist, who was treating a patient with mental illness who happened to be pregnant at the same time and this was the first case where Sania was attending the patient as a doctor not as a student.

Sunansh with an impressive smile, introduced himself with a sweet voice.

“Sunansh Bhanushali, husband of Sania Rajput, now Sania Sunansh Bhanushali”

Ignoring sunansh, the doctor looked at Sania and said “ be prepared”  and went away giving a side eye to him.

“How rude” sunansh mumbled, with a pout and turned towards Sania who walked out of the hospital keeping the file inside her bag.

“Who was he?” he asked, matching her pace.

“my senior doctor” she replied, freeing her hairs from the braids.

“He is a special one I guess”  with a slight smirk, he remarked as she raised eyebrows,  asking  “Why?”

“he made the mighty Sania apologise”  smacking his back she sat inside the passenger seat, keeping her bag on the back seat.

“What's his name by the way?” he asked, settling himself in the driver's seat.

“SHIVAAY AGNIVANSHI”

“Nice name,” he mumbled, buckling up the seatbelt and starting the engine.

“Sania, were you jealous back then at the hospital?”  He asked with a teasing smile, halting the car at the red light.

“sunn papa ke pare” grabbing him by his shirt collar, she pulled him forward, and whispered slowly in a dangerous voice.

“tujh pe sirf mera haqq hai. Pati hai tu mera aur biwi hu mai teri”

“Yes, my darling. I'm all yours” He whispered back with a dangerous sweet tone, freeing himself and driving the car again.

“I thought angry Sania is dangerous but jealous Sania is more dangerous”  sunansh commented with a chuckle as she gave him a side glare, turning on the music.

“कोई बोले तुझे आजा आजा हैंडसम

कोई बोले तुझे हाय हेलो सेमसन~”

she sang folding her hands over chest as he looked amused and waited for her to sing further.

“कोई बोले तू चिकना है बड़ा

कोई बोले तुझमें बड़ा है दम~~”

a soft chuckle left his lips as he turned to her and sang the next part.

“मैं सब से बोलूं एक ही बात

एक लड़की भाई मेरे साथ

सोने जैसे बाल हैं उसके

चाँदी जैसा तन”

Sania, who was earlier angry at him. now, was admiring his sweet voice.

“वो है वो है वो है वो है मेरी बीवी नंबर वन

वो है वो है वो है वो है मेरी बीवी नंबर वन”

saying this, he unbuckled up the seat belt and moved forward pressing his lips onto her forehead after parking the car in Bhanushali Mansion.

°°°°°°

“सोने जैसे बाल हैं उसके

चाँदी जैसा तन ~~~ “ Sania entered the kitchen humming the song as Siya replied.

“yet he cheated”

“Hmm?”

“Salman khan, sang a song for his wife and yet cheated on her” Siya commented, hearing the song.

‘cheated’

Sania mumbled, throwing the groundnuts in her mouth.

“Men can never be honest with their words. that's why we say action speaks louder than words” Siya said, adding spices to the curry.

“That's why I never trust human bhabhi,” Sania replies, stuffing her mouth with groundnuts again.

“Bhabhi, dadaji is calling you” Soumya said entering the kitchen.

“me?” Siya asks, pointing to herself as Soumya nods and Siya with confused looks, raises an eyebrow at Sania as she shrugged her shoulders and resumed eating groundnuts.

“I'll be back, turn off the flame when it comes to a boil” instructing Sania, Siya heads out of the kitchen.

“Well, action speaks louder than the words” Soumya repeated the words with a mocking tone, eyeing at the people present in the living room.

Sania who rolled her eyes at the woman's remark, turned off the flame and exited the kitchen only to find her husband and his best-friend running in the living room.

“They look really good together” Soumya, with a knowing smirk whispered in her ears.

“Everyone used to ship them together” Sania, clenched her fingers onto the pants she was wearing hearing the words from her sister-in-law.

“I'm sorry sunansh, I will never eat your chips again” Myra screamed while running away from sunansh who was chasing her like a madman.

“This is your 765 time eating my chips, myra” sunansh screamed back, throwing the pillow at Myra who dodged it successfully and the pillow landed on avyansh who just entered the Mansion after a long day at work.

“save me from your husband sania” Myra, ran hiding behind Sania.

“No one can save you from me” sunansh roared, running back and forth of Sania.

“ek baar hath lag ja myra, phir dekh tu’----”

(let me get a hold of you, then I'll show you—)

“Kya kar lega?”

(What will you do?)

Avyansh cut him off in the middle, holding Myra behind his back.

“Bhabhi hai wo teri”

(she is your sister-in-law)

Myra screamed her lungs out internally , blushing at his remark.

“Well aapko bata du, meri pyari bhabhi ne aapki favourite bike pe scratch maar di hai”

(well, let me inform you, my sweet sister-in-law scratched your bike)

sunansh scoffed finishing off his sentence and sat on the couch, tired from the running.

Myra who was happy a while ago turned rock at the mention of the bike, which was scratched by her accidently.

Avyansh slowly turned behind, giving a wide smile to myra and at that moment she knew she fucked up.

“I'm SORRY AVY BABY!!!”   a scream left her mouth as avyansh picked her up on his shoulder and walked upstairs.

“kutte!! dekh lungi tujhe mai.  chain se tujhe ek bhi chips na khane dungi, dekh lena”

(bitch!! I'll see you. mark my words I will not let you eat your chips peacefully)

Myra screamed at sunansh, giving him a warning as sunansh replied.

“Haa Haa dekh lena, waise bhi sabhi log mujhe hi dekhte hai . Itni achi shakal jo di hai Bhagwan

ne”

(yeah yeah!! everyone likes to see me, afterall god gave me such a handsome face)

“How perfect” A voice from behind brought Sania out of the trance as she gulped down the saliva and glared at Soumya who smirked knowing very well ,she hit the right nerve.

“darling~~” sunansh called Sania, asking her to sit beside him.

‘Does he really love me?’

Sania thought, taking slow steps towards him and settling on the couch.

“I'm so tired from running behind that mad woman,”  he said, keeping his head on her shoulder.

“sunansh can I ask you one thing”

“This sounds serious, you wanna talk here or somewhere private”

“A little privacy would be good,” Sania replies, giving a side -eye to Soumya who was trying to eavesdrop on their conversation.

°°°°°°

“I hope this conversation can be kept secret from Reyansh” Vikram Bhanushali, said to siya after she settled down in the seat in front of him.

“Ji dadaji” she replied, giving a polite smile to him.

“I know you are leaving Bhanushali mansion soon” Siya bit her lips at his words as the news of them leaving the mansion was not yet revealed.

“How did I know?” He said, chuckling a bit.

“I have my sources beta”

“These are the jewels of your late mother-in-law, Gauri Bhanushali. she wanted to give these to her daughters-in-law but life can be unpredictable sometimes”

saying this he handed over the big red box consisting of multiple beautiful ornaments.

“These are personally designed by her, she always had this passion for jewelleries thus the BV jewellery was formed”

“I cannot take all these dadaji” she replied, denying the precious ornaments of her mother-in-law.

“You cannot disrespect her feelings and these are not just pieces of gold or diamonds. This signifies her love and care for her daughter-in-law”

“This one's for her elder daughter in-law, this one for the middle and the one in his green box is for the youngest one” he says, pointing at particular boxes with a smile on his face.

“I know I do not show my likeness to avyansh and sunansh but I cannot change the fact that they are my blood, my grandsons”

Siya sucked in a breath, trying to control her tears as he shared his feelings.

“everytime I look at them, my guilt for Reyansh overpowers the love for avyansh and sunansh. Guilt of not raising my son properly, guilt of killing an innocent soul, guilt of ruining a happy family of my Reyansh”

“Why do they have to suffer?” Siya whispers, turning the atmosphere more intense.

“They did not do anything wrong, then why do they have to suffer? I'm sorry dadaji but you are the wrong one here”

Vikram, chuckled a bit blinking away the tears and resting his head on the headrest of the chair.

“You are just like her, even she used to fight with me for them, for her children”

“Then do you think Gauri maa would be happy if she knew you are treating her children unequally”

“Absolutely not”

“Then why don't you show them your love?”

ignoring her question he stood up from the chair and walked to his study table bringing out a black coloured file.

“I have a request for you. Don't leave Bhanushali mansion till I declare Reyansh as the new chairperson of BV GROUPS”

°°°°°°

“opps” Myra moans, when Avyansh throws her on the bed making her bounce.

“I'm sorry avy baby, I did it by mistake” she pouts, blinking her eyes using her face card.

“Don't look at me with those eyes” avyansh growls, unbuttoning his shirt.

“What eyes?” She asks innocently, titling her face.

“I missed you so much” he murmurs, hovering over her and giving kisses on her neck.

“If this is a dream then I hope I never wake up” she whispered, closing her eyes and pulling him closer.

“ahh” she moans in pain as avyansh bite her neck giving her a reality check.

“this is not a dream baby” Saying this he captures her lips in a kiss.

“So you are not angry?” She asks, breaking the kiss and grabbing his neck.

Giving a long peck on her lips he replied “umm hmm”

“the old you would have killed me for touching your bike but the new one kisses me for scratching it”

“That does not mean you can harm my bike in any way. it's a one time thing, I cannot tolerate any harm to my precious”

Rolling her eyes at his remark, she pushed him aside, getting off from the bed.

“Where are you going?”

“hagne” Myra replies leaving avyansh speechless on the bed.

“tum uss bandar se dur raha karo!! he is not good for you”

(stay away from that moneky)

Avyansh screams as Myra laughs at his comment.

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“Don't laugh, this is serious” Sania says, finding her husband laughing at her serious question.

“Then what am I supposed to do?” he asks, sitting on the bench in the garden of Bhanushali mansion.

“Give an answer to my question,”  Sania grumbles, sitting beside him.

“Your question is wrong Sania” he says, taking in a deep breath.

“Me or Myra, who is more important for you sunansh?”

“Sania I already said to you multiple times Myra is my best friend and you are my wife. Both are equally important to me. but as my wife, you will always be my priority”

His answer didn't satisfy her inner feelings so she decided to ask more.

“If both Myra and I are drowning in the water, whom will you save first?” She asks a stupid question which she saw in many serials.

“Do you know swimming ?” sunansh questions back to which she nods.

“good, as I don't know swimming you and Myra can save me”

“Papa ke pare!!” She whines hitting on his back as he winces in pain.

“Okay, next question, if you can donate your blood to only one person , will you donate to me or Myra?”

“Of Course Myra” sunansh replies instantly, making her heart clench.

“Because I and Myra share the same blood group while yours is O+” he answers further.

but, her heart was not ready to listen to anything and dig further into the matter.

“What if me and Myra are falling from the 20th floor? Who will you save?”

“none!! I will let you both die as I'm afraid of height”

“I hate you papa ke pare!!” Sania tsks, getting up from the seat and walking back inside but before she could do so, her hand was pulled from behind making her land on a place reserved only for her, his thighs.

“my darling!! I know what you want to hear. No matter how close Myra and I are, this doesn't change the fact that my heart belongs to you and her belongs to my brother”

We have been friends for more than two decades but trust me the bond we share is pure friendship  nothing more than that.

She was head over heels for avy bhai since childhood and I never had any interest in love until I met you.

So please, never let any thoughts about us wander inside your little brain. always voice out your feelings to me. Know that I always love you.

I love you Sania, I love you so much”

her heart felt at peace listening to his words, as she hugged him snuggling more into his chest.

“I love you too papa ke pare”

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“Hmm” Reyansh hummed when Siya called him.

“Where are you lost?” She asks , finding him lost since the moment he entered the room.

“I love you” He replied, burying his head in her locks, inhaling her scent.

hugging him back, she patted his back knowing something might be troubling him.

“Everything's gonna be alright, Do not worry” she whispered, calming his heart down.

no words were exchanged between them, only the sound of heartbeat and breathing could be heard in the room.

“Well, what should I wear for tonight's party?” she decided to break the silence as he cleared his throat before freeing her.

The Bhanushali Household is going to the party thrown by the Mahajan's.

“Anything you feel comfortable in,” he suggested.

“The theme is red and yellow, like haldi kum kum” Siya said,  giggling at the end.

“Let's wear yellow ansh” she suggested walking inside the closet and picking up the collection of yellow sarees.

“Is this okay?” Reyansh asks, pointing to the butter yellow shirt, as Siya nodded, giving him a thumbs up and searching for the saree.

“this or that?” she asks showing two saree to reyansh who looked carefully  trying to find difference between the both saree.

“aren't both the same?” He asked nervously, giving a smile.

“ohh honey, same same but different,” she replied, choosing the yellow saree with a golden border.

“I'll get ready, now get out of here” she shooed him away with his yellow shirt and cream pants.

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“ants?” Myra repeats his sentence.

“Yes, the last time you ate your pastry in the closet, the next day we had the annual function of the ants,” Avyansh scracaticly said.

“What? even ants go to school?” Myra replied with a serious expression making avyansh dumbfounded.

“Haha, mast joke mara maine”

(haha, i cracked a good joke)

she cracked up after two seconds as avyansh chuckled a bit, shaking his head at his dumb wife.

“Avy baby let's wear red” Myra suggests, checking the red shimmering dress she wanted to wear but couldn't.

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“Why not yellow?” Sania asks sunansh, who was going through his cupboard finding the perfect red shirt for him.

“I don't want to look like a joker wearing a yellow suit,” he answers, still checking the wardrobe.

“Common, god gave you a handsome face with a good muscular body who can look good in any colour” she says, convincing him to wear a yellow suit which will match with her yellow anarkali.

“aww, thanks for the compliment but I'm not going to wear that yellow colour” he said, walking inside the washroom and closing the door.

“common papa ke pare, let's wear yellow na~~” she whines banging the washroom door.

“get out of there” she screams leaning against the door, just when the washroom door opens and there stands sunansh with black pants and blood red shirt, neatly tucked inside those tight pants.

“fuck!! you look hot~~” she voiced out her feelings a bit too loud for him to hear, who bit his lips in shyness and cleared his throat saying  a small ‘thank you’

°°°°°°

There Reyansh sat inside the car wearing his silk yellow shirt which was neatly tucked in his cream coloured pants with a watch adorned on his left hand and a gold chain hanging around his neck.  with Siya who was wearing a golden-yellow saree with matching ornaments and heels.

Avyansh too climbed down the stairs with his wife, who was wearing a red gown with minimal jewellery and a diamond purse and he wore a maroon coloured suit along with black shirt, suiting his personality.

And there stood sunansh wearing black pants and red shirt along with sania who wore yellow anarkali matching her personality like lemon- bitter when alone but sweet when mixed with others.

All of them  settled inside the car and drove off to the venue. Soon they reached the venue and climbed down the car. As the party was private there were no paparazzi or media, only big business tycoons and influential political parties.

“oh god this is so beautiful” Siya gasped looking at the hall decorated in white theme.

“Wasn't the theme red and yellow?” Sania asks finding everything white.

“Yes, but for the guests” sunansh answers holding her hand.

entering the hall, few guests greeted them and Siya smiled nervously, not liking the attention she was getting as this was the first time she was attending such a social event.

“I'm here” Reyansh whispers, holding Siya's hand, giving her a kind of comfort.

“Thank you for your presence Mr. Bhanushali” Siddhant Mahajan who was wearing a white suit,  greeted them giving a professional smile.

“Congratulations Mr. Mahajan” Reyansh says, giving him the gift.

“This is my wife, Siya Bhanushali” Siya joined her hand together greeting him as he mirrored her actions and greeted with a  genuine smile.

“You already know the rest of us, now introduce us to the star of this party” sunansh said,

“Jaan come here”

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“Stop gawking at them girl” a lady wearing a white gown said to the other lady who was wearing a red saree.

“Let me treat my eyes, it's been so long since I saw these many handsome faces,” Red saree girl Adhya said.

“Don't make it too obvious Adhya”  Aarvi who wore white gown, looking like a princess said.

“common, aaru I cannot get this privilege everyday” Adhya answers, capturing handsome faces as much as she could.

“But where are the Bhanushali brothers?” she murmurs as Aarvi asks “Bhanushali brothers ?”

“Heirs of BV groups” Adhya replies, looking at the entrance waiting for them.

“Mami ko bata du tumhari harkaton ke bare me ?” Aarvi teased nudging her shoulder.

“chuti***pa band kariyo” Adhya curses as Aarvi slaps on her mouth and says “Stop it don't curse in front of the baby”  tapping her three months pregnant belly.

Yes, this is the baby shower of Mahajan's.

“Nanad pe domestic violence, you cannot slap Adhya Thakur in public” she says, flipping her hair as Aarvi rolled her eyes and smacked  adhay’s head.

“There they are,”  Adhya says, scanning the men from top to bottom as if memorising each and every detail about them.

Aarvi tried to look at them but couldn't see everyone properly because of the crowd.

“Jaan come here”

“jao Jaan bulawa aaya hai, sajan ne bulaya hai” Adhya teases her, as Aarvi rolled her eyes and walked towards her husband.

“My eyes can't handle this much beauty” Adhya murmurs to herself, following behind aarvi.

As aarvi reached near the group the only thing that left her mouth is,

“You!?”

“You!?”

both Myra and Aarvi screamed looking at each other and sunansh looked surprised finding the familiar face.

Ohh how could Myra forget about the person who was the reason behind her sleepless night, who beat Myra Rathore by scoring more marks after all they were academics rivals in college.

“You know each other?” Siddhant asks, looking at aarvi.

“You know her Sid?” Aarvi asks back, glaring at Myra.

“Yeah, she is the wife of my business partner” Siddhant says pointing at Avyansh who stood beside sunansh.

“I'll be right back” Siddhant says, giving a soft smile to Aarvi and going to greet the other guests.

“Ohh, you married your boyfriend?” Aarvi thought, looking at sunansh, but a little too loudly letting others hear as well.

“he is not my boyfriend” Myra replies, with a scoff as Aarvi further says “yeah, he is your husband now”

“he is not my husband” Myra again says with a growl, holding avyansh's hand.

“Don't tell me you married his brother to take revenge” Aarvi gasps, creating scenarios in her mind.

“Have you lost your mind?” Sania tsks, looking weirdly at aarvi who was busy linking the relation between them.

“I'm sorry Miss, my bhabhi is pregnant resulting in such baseless talks” Adhya comes to the rescue, wanting to slap Aarvi because of her stupidity.

“What? I just said what I saw, see aren't they wearing matching dresses as well?”  Adhya pulls Aarvi aside leaving thousands of doubts in Sania's mind.

‘don't overthink Sania, he loves you’

“should I wear a tag saying, sania is my wife?” sunansh asks as Siya giggles at his comment and said “yeah, a collar around your neck would look good”

“Bhabhi!!” sunansh gasps hearing Siya's remark as Sania smirked liking the idea.

Soon, the party ended with lots of happiness and joy with the dance performance and a few games and showering of the gifts and now the guests are ready to serve the delicious food.

(My middle class mind could not write about high class party 🤡)

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The Bhanushali ladies, Aarvi and Adhya sat inside the private room having their food while glaring each other.

“Whom do you think Adhya Thakur is?” A man dressed as waiter asks to the other man who dressed like security guard.

“any one of them” the guard replied knowing she must be someone among the ladies who sat in the private room of the hotel which was specially booked for the closed one.

and Adhya being the cousin of Siddhant surely will stay in this room.

“Let's kidnap all of them” the waiter suggests as the guard nods at his idea.

Soon, the Guard and waiter entered inside the room holding the gun and said “hands up” as Aarvi being seated on the first seat, which was near the men, held up the hand of the guard and said “You also hands up”

“is she on drugs or what?” Sania says, giving a side eye to aarvi, feeding herself a spoonful of rice.

“Ye ameer log dimak se pagal hote hai kya?” the guard asks looking at aarvi who laughed nervously pulling her hand back.

“saale, bs****ke” adhya curses, twisting his hand behind his back making the gun fall and kicking the other one making him fall on the ground.

siya quickly calls reyansh feeling the seriousness of the situation but before she could spaek anything, a few men barged into the room and sprayed a liquid making all of them unconscious.

And then they opened their eyes, they found themselves lying on the dirty muddy floor in some old building.

“Ohh god!!” Myra murmurs getting up from the ground and dusting her dress.

“How dumb, I liked this dress so much , how could you ruin it” she walks near the man who sat on the chair infront  of them.

“get up, let me sit on the chair, the ground is too dirty” she further added, making the rest of the people rethink their life choices.

“No let me sit on the chair, I wore white gown” aarvi speaks in between adding more fuel to the fire.

“No I will sit” Myra retorts back pushing the man sitting on the chair on the ground.

“Myra, we are kidnapped, this is not a vacation” Siya says nervously finding all the men with weapons and dangerous aura.

“You call this kidnapping? kidnap karna to koi south ke villian se sikhe” Aarvi adds, making adhya cry at her fate for finding such dumb sister-in-law.

“aur ussi south ke villian jaise mari jayegi tu ,agar muh band nai Kiya to” Sania says, rolling her eyes at the dumb women.

“I couldn't even eat my food properly” Sania adds, when her stomach growled asking for food.

“Bhai, khana mil sakta kya?” Sania asks the kidnapper who was looking at the ladies as if he saw the ghost.

“Ladies you are kidnapped, how can you be so chill?” one of the asks, holding his hairs looking at them.

“kiti murkh muli ahet mauli”

(How dumb these girls are lord)

Siya gasps hearing a familiar accent and looks sideways and finds a man.

“दादा पंढरपुरातील का तुम्ही?”

(You are from Pandharpur?)

“हो ताई तू कुठली?”

(Yes, and where are you from)

“रामपूर दादा”

(rampur bhaiya)

“माझे आजोळ आहे ते”

(That's my granny's village)

“ दादा मग एक काम करता का, मला विठ्ठल रुक्मिणी चि मूर्ती आणून देता का?”

(then can you bring me statue of Vitthal rukmini)

“Bhabhi aap bhi?” Sania says in disbelief looking at Siya who was asking favour from the kidnapper.

“What to do Sania, I couldn't find any statue of the god in Delhi”

“Pura khandan hi pagal hai” adhya holds her head, feeling dizzy by the amount of stupidity present in the room.

okay!! First of all, wish me guys!! Today is my birthday. I mean ‘was’ my birthday.

I know I did not reply to any of your comment but I said na I will update at my own pace so please do not worry, I will never leave the bhanushali Household incomplete.

And thank you for asking me about my well being, I'm absolutely fine (laude lage pade hai zindagi me🙂)

Thank you for waiting for the update and haa I forgot how to write so I wrote something so I could post on my birthday. please spare me 🤌🏻

love you ❤️🫂