PART 🦋 XL

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CHAPTER 40

As they stepped off the bus, the group was struck by the serene beauty of Rampur.

It was already evening when they reached the village . The sunset cast a warm orange glow over the sky , their eyes could only hold the lush green crops that stretched as far as their sight went.

The air was crisp and fresh, filled with the sweet scent of blooming flowers.

Siya felt a wave of nostalgia wash over her. She hadn't been to a village in years, and the familiar sights and sounds brought back memories of her childhood. She closed her eyes, taking a deep breath of the fresh air.

The group trailed behind Siya in silence, unsure of how to react. They followed her like lost puppies, sensing her turmoil. Siya took a deep breath, feeling a pang of guilt with each slow step towards her house.

Reyansh gulped, his eyes fixed on Siya's rigid back. He hesitated, then reached out to gently take her luggage. But Siya spun around, her eyes flashing with anger, and snatched the luggage from his grasp. She clutched it tightly, her grip a testament to her lingering resentment towards Reyansh.

The tension between them was palpable, and the others exchanged uneasy glances. They had never seen Siya so upset, and they didn't know how to intervene.

The group continued to follow Siya, their footsteps quiet on the dusty path, as they waited for her to calm down and break the uncomfortable silence.

As they walked, Avyansh and Myra trailed behind Siya and Reyansh.

Avyansh's fingers  wrapped around her in a gentle hold as he kept her close making her smile and clutch his fingers tightly.

Behind them, Sunansh and Sania strolled along. Sania tossed her bag to Sunansh, who caught it effortlessly and slung it over his shoulder, adding it to his own bag.

With one hand free, he clicked away with his camera, capturing the  beauty of the village.

As they walked along the concrete road, Myra struggled to walk  in heels.

"Want to wear my shoes?" Avyansh asked, eyeing her heels.

Myra clicked her tongue, a hint of mischief in her voice. "I cannot compromise on fashion, I must look good in front of Bhabhi's relatives."

Avyansh chuckled, shaking his head in amusement.

Just then, a voice interrupted their banter.A lady with a basket slung over her head  approached them, her face lit up with excitement.

“अग बाई,  कधी आली तू?”

(oh god, when did you come?)

Siya's neighbor  exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with warmth.Siya smiled, surprised by the warm welcome.

“आताच बस मधून उतरले बघा काकू”

(I just got off the bus, Kaku)

The lady held her basket in one hand and lovingly caressed Siya's cheek with the other.

“किती वर्षांनी आली, कशी आहेस “

(you came after years, how are you?)

Siya's eyes welled up with tears as she felt the genuine love in her  touch.

“मी बरी आहे काकू तुम्ही कशा आहात “

(I'm fine, Kaku. How about you?)

Siya asked, smiling and touching her  feet as the lady patted Siya's back, saying,

“सुखी ठेव रे देवा आमचा सीया ला”

(May God keep you happy,  Siya)

The lady  looked Siya up and down, her eyes filled with pride

“किती मोठी झाली ग बया माझी लेक”

(You've grown up so much)

Just then, her gaze fell on the group standing with Siya. "Who are they?" she asked, pointing at them.

Siya took a brief look at them, her eyes filled with a mixture of guilt and love.

“माझी माणस”

(My people)

Siya said, her voice laced with sincerity, as a genuine smile played on her lips.

She felt a pang of guilt, thinking about how she had hurt the people who cared for her.

Myra, Avyansh, Sania, and Sunansh had always been there for her, and yet she had lashed out at them. The weight of her regret settled heavy on her shoulders.

Then the lady  pointed to Reyansh and asked “is he your husband?”

Siya's gaze met his, and she nodded, her eyes locking with his. For a moment, they just stared at each other, the tension between them palpable.

Siya's feelings about Reyansh were complicated - she didn't feel guilty about hurting him, or at least, that's what she told herself.

But as she looked into his eyes, she wondered if she was being entirely honest with herself.

“आग बाई,  अगदी लक्ष्मी नारायणा चा जोडा दिसतो”

(Oh, you look like Lakshmi and Narayan, a perfect couple)

Siya scoffed, but quickly changed her expression, smiling at her.

“चला आता चहा पाणी आमचा कडे”

(Come, let's have some tea at my place)

The lady suggested as they walked ahead but Siya  denied saying they just had a long journey and wanted to rest and assured she would come tomorrow along with her family.

The lady agreed to the demand as they chatted about old times, Siya's worries momentarily faded away. She laughed and giggled, reminiscing about fond memories..

Reyansh trailed behind her, his eyes clouded with a mix of pain and anger. He was pained by Siya's distress and angry with himself for being responsible for her pain.

The weight of his regret hung heavy on his shoulders. Would Siya ever forgive him for his mistakes?

Behind them walked the smart people of Bhanushali Household, in comfortable silence.

Sania turned to Myra and whispered, "Do you understand what they're talking about?"

Myra shook her head in denial as Sunansh, said

“Mujhe aa raha hai”

(I can)

flipping his hairs as Sania rolled her eyes and commented “Kya? susu?” (What? washroom?)

Making myra laugh and Avyansh tried to stifle his laugh but Sunansh just shook his head and said "No, yaar. I can understand their conversation."

Myra's curiosity got the better of her. She nudged Sunansh's arm. "Hein? Sach me? to bata kya baat chal rahi hai?”

(really? then tell me what they are talking about)

Sunansh listened intently to the conversation for a few seconds before turning back to the group, a sly grin spreading across his face.

"Aunty said her name is Laxmi and her husband's name is Narayan."

Listening to him Avyansh rolled his eyes saying  "Kuch bhi" (Anything).

Sunansh continued, "Arey, sach me, aunty ne laxmi narayan jodi bola”

Sania muttered, "To?" (So?).

“To wo bol rahi hai, unke jodi ka naam laxmi narayan hai”

The group gave him a weird look before continuing walking.

“You need a brain to understand it” he mutters under his breath as Sania hissed in annoyance.

"Chup kar, papa ke pare"

(Shut up)

she was controlling her bladder and now it seems to be hard for her to control it.

seeing only the field around them a thought clicked her mind ‘khet me baith jau?’ but soon shook her head in denial.

“Kab aayega bhabhi ka ghar” she whined as suannsh seeing her distress  raised an eyebrow and asked.

"Why the hurry? See, it's beautiful here," he said, gesturing to the fields.

Sania clicked her tongue, signaling Sunansh to lean in so she could whisper, "Mujhe susu aayi hai" (I need to pee).

Sunansh's expression turned confused, and he asked, "Toh? Karo na. Isme meri permission lene ki kya zarurat hai?"

(So? Just go. Do you need my permission?)

Sania rolled her eyes, and before Sunansh could react, she landed a quick punch in his stomach, making him groan.

Myra intervened, watching Sania and Sunansh's banter.

"Q mara?"

(Why did you hit him?),

Sania explained, "Maine isko bola, Mujhe susu aayi hai"

(I told him I need to pee).

Myra looked confused and said, "Kyu bola ? You don't need to ask him. Your vagina, your pee."

Sania took a deep breath, controlling her anger and her bladder, and gritted her teeth. "Choose," she said.

The best friend duo, Sunansh and Myra, asked in unison, "What?" Sania pointed to the land around them.

"Konsi zameen pasand aayi?"

(Which land do you prefer?).

Sunansh asked casually  "Why? You want to buy it?" as Sania shook her head, a menacing glint in her eye.

"No, because I'm going to kill you both and bury you here."

With that, Sania quickly walked away, joining Siya, leaving Sunansh and Myra staring at each other in confusion.

Myra mumbled under her breath, "Pata nahi iska mood hamesha ukda ukda q rehta hai"

(I don't know why her mood is always so unpredictable).

Finally, after greeting the entire village on their way , who were surprised to see Siya after a long time, they  reached her house, and the lady also went to her house which was beside Siya's house and said she would send tea and snacks for them.

Siya took a deep breath as she stepped into the front yard of her childhood home, a place she hadn't visited in years. Memories came flooding back, and her eyes welled up with tears.

The house remained unchanged, a testament to her family's occasional visits. They would spend weekends here, tending to the fields, but most of their time was spent in Mumbai. It seemed pointless to demolish the old house and build a new one.

Her home was one of the few in the village that still boasted its original architecture. The wide front yard of  A tulsi plant stood proudly in the center, while a majestic neem tree shaded the corner where she'd spent countless afternoons sipping tea and munching on biscuits with her family.

Earthen pots, used to store water and other essentials, dotted the yard, and plants like curry leaves, roses, and marigolds added vibrancy to the space.

Sania urged, "Bhabhi, yaar, jaldi kholo na ghar"

(Bhabhi, please open the door quickly)

Her tone was laced with desperation. Siya retrieved the key from her bag and unlocked the front door.

when  they reached inside Sania blurted out, "Mujhe susu aayi hai"

(I need to pee).

“Aab bhabhi ki bhi permission chahiye tumhe?” sunansh pointed out keeping the luggage on the ground as Sania gave him a look eyes boring into his soul as he hid his face, saying "Stop staring at me" in a shy tone.

Sania ignored him, prioritizing her urgent need. Siya gestured for Sania to follow her and led her to the backyard. There, a small washroom awaited.

Sania sprinted toward the washroom as soon as Siya pointed it out, her relief palpable.

Myra admired the house, mumbling, "It gives vintage vibes." Avyansh nodded in agreement.

Siya walked back inside and sat on an elevated seat made of brick-and-cement. she clears her throat, gaining attention and then bagan to voice out.

"No fridge, no AC, no personal washroom, no personal room, no bed, no 24/7 electricity, no dining table, no privileges. Can you live here?" she asked, eyeing the group.

There was a silence for a few seconds before Myra decided to break it  "I've never lived in a village, so it'll be like a mini-vacation. I'm okay with it." as the others nodded in agreement.

Siya asked once more, "Can you privileged kids adjust to an underprivileged place?"

Avyansh walked over and sat beside Siya. "Bhabhi, we're here for you. Other things don't matter."

Sunansh chimed in with a sheepish grin, "Haa bhabhi, waise bhi hum log honeymoon pe nai gaye"

(We didn't go on a honeymoon anyway).

His smile was short-lived, as he winced from a punch in the back, courtesy of Sania.

Sania asked, her voice dripping with innocence, "Oh, honey, tumhe moon pe bhej du?"

(Should I send you to the moon?).

Sunansh teased, "Why the moon? Mai to tumhare dil me jana chahta hu"

(I want to go into your heart)

He whispered the next part, meant only for Sania's ears, "And somewhere else too," his eyes locked on her lower area.

Sania's cheeks flushed as she landed a hard slap on Sunansh's biceps.

Just then, a voice interrupted Siya. Her neighbor aunt stood at the front door, holding a tray of cups in one hand and Siya's favorite biscuits in the other.

Siya thanked her, "Thank you, Kaku," as she took the tray.

The aunt patted Siya's head and said, "If you need anything, don't hesitate to ask."

Siya brought the tea and biscuits inside, and the group sat on the ground together.

Sania mumbled, "Garam garam chai and biscuit," reaching for a cup.

Siya quickly stopped her, "It's...it's for him," placing the cup in front of Reyansh instead.

Sania raised an eyebrow, teasing, "Especially for Reyansh bhai? Q usme jyada elaichi aur adrak hai kya?"

(Does it have extra cardamom and ginger?).

Siya cleared her throat, answering slowly, "It has less sugar."

The group made an "ooh" sound, giving Siya a playful, teasing look.

Myra and Sunansh sipped their tea, resigned to the fact that coffee wasn't an option here. The others followed , enjoying the tea and biscuits together.

Siya dipped her Parle-G biscuit in the tea, a nostalgic smile on her face. She used to share these moments with her family; now, she was creating new memories with her new family – the people surrounding her.

Reyansh felt a warmth in his heart, seeing Siya's thoughtful gesture, even when she was angry. He sipped the tea with less sugar, his gaze locked on Siya.

After finishing her tea , Siya stood up, taking in her surroundings. Her old home, filled with thousands of memories.

The house consisted of an open space like a hall, a kitchen on the side, and a room with a front yard and backyard. The structure was made of big stones, reminiscent of olden days, with a fibre  ceiling.

Siya wandered into the backyard, where a bathroom stood in the corner, accompanied by a large tank for storing water. This secluded area was peaceful, with fewer people passing by.

She settled onto the charpai (cot) placed in the middle, taking a moment to collect her thoughts.

As the evening transitioned into night, the sky gradually darkened. Siya took a deep breath, uncertain about what lay ahead.

Myra and Sania followed her, mesmerized by the serene atmosphere. They sat beside Siya on the cot, gently sandwiching her between them.

Siya sat in silence, her voice barely above a whisper as she spoke, "I'm sorry." Her eyes cast downward, reflecting her guilt.

"I'm really sorry, Myra. I'm really sorry, Sania," she continued, tears streaming down her face.

"I was so consumed by my anger that I couldn't think straight," Siya admitted, her voice cracking with emotion.

Myra's expression softened as she said, "It's okay, Bhabhi. I know it must have been hard for you."

Sania nodded in agreement, adding, "I've never seen you angry before, Bhabhi. Seeing your state yesterday, I knew something was bothering you, so I didn't take it to heart."

Siya asked, sniffling, "Why are you not angry with me?"

Myra held Siya's arm and rested her head on Siya's shoulder. "Because we know our Bhabhi would never hurt us intentionally."

Sania mirrored Myra's action, asking, "Aab aap humpe gussa nahi karogi to kispe karogi?"

(Now if not us, who will you be angry with?)

"But Bhabhi, the way you shut those two up was something else" Sania giggled, recalling the faces of her mother-in-law and aunt-in-law.

Siya took a deep breath, whispering, "I went overboard yesterday." Guilt still lingered in her voice.

Myra cleared her throat, hesitating before asking, "Well, Bhabhi, can you please share with us about your past?"

Sania nodded in agreement, her eyes locked on Siya.

Siya took a deep breath, her expression thoughtful. Instead of answering directly, she asked, "Do you want to hear a story?”

Siya started narrating her story, "There was a little girl and an apple."

"The little girl and the apple were friends," she continued. "They would talk, laugh, eat, and spend time together."

Myra and Sania exchanged curious glances, intrigued by the story.

Siya's face wore a sad smile as she added, "The little girl felt so happy spending time with that apple." Her voice was laced with a hint of sadness , leaving the others wondering what happened next. Siya continued.

"The apple was so high on the tree, sometimes she wondered if she'd ever be able to reach his level.

But she knew their friendship was special, and the difference didn't matter. They'd always meet under the tree, sharing their alone time.

However, one day, when she went to meet the apple, it wasn't there waiting for her. She was sad, thinking, 'Where did the apple go?

She spent time wondering: Did the apple go to meet its family? Will the apple come back? Why did the apple leave without saying goodbye?

Despite the negative thoughts, she decided to wait for her apple, under the same tree”

Siya said, her voice filled with longing.Myra and Sania listened intently, sensing the story was more than just a simple tale about a girl and an apple.

Siya's voice trailed off, leaving Myra and Sania curious.

"She would look up the tree waiting for that apple," Siya continued. "Although she couldn't see the apple anymore, as it had reached a new height, making it invisible to the little girl."

"She kept waiting for him under that tree," Siya said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Myra and Sania exchanged confused glances, eager to know more.

"What happened next?" they asked in unison, their voices filled with anticipation.

Siya's voice cracked with emotion as she continued the story.

"She waited for the apple to show up for years, standing under that tree, unaware that the poison of longing was killing her day by day."

She took a deep breath, looking at the sky as she said,  "The little girl didn't know if the apple still thought about her, if he still wanted her, or if he still loved her."

“What did the little girl do?” Myra asks as Siya gave her a brief look before whispering

“Despite the pain, the little girl never gave up."

There was a silence for a few seconds, Siya gulped down the saliva pushing herself to continue further.

“Then, one day, she saw something emerging from the green leaves. Her heart skipped a beat as she realized it was the same apple she had been waiting for.

Overjoyed, she felt an overwhelming happiness that she couldn't express.

But her euphoria was short-lived. The apple didn't behave like her old apple; instead, he ignored her”

The voice was laced with pain as a few drops of tears left her eyelids.

“After years of separation, after all the longing, he ignored her. All the little girl wanted was love from that apple, a little explanation, but all she got was ignorance”

Myra and Sania listened, transfixed, as Siya's story poured out, revealing the depths of her emotional pain.

Siya's voice was laced with a mix of sadness and bitterness.

"And then, one day, she discovered the reason why the apple left her."

She paused, her eyes locked on Myra and Sania.

"You know what the reason was?" Siya asked, a bitter smile spreading across her face.

Myra and Sania shook their heads, intrigued. Siya's voice dropped to a whisper.

"Because the apple thought... the little girl was waiting for another apple."

The words hung in the air, heavy with the weight of misunderstanding and lost love.

Myra and Sania exchanged glances, their faces reflecting their empathy for Siya's emotional pain.

"The little girl was consumed by anger. She spent years waiting for him, desperate to understand the misunderstanding between them, only to discover this silly reason."

Her expression turned bitter.

"She also discovered that the apple, which appeared red and luscious on the outside, was rotten inside."

Siya's voice dropped to a whisper.

"The reason? That same silly misunderstanding."

“The little girl's anger boiled over, and she unleashed her poison on the apple. In the process, she also harmed the innocent little plants around her, who were unaware of the situation."

Myra and Sania listened intently, sensing the depth of Siya's pain and the destructive power of misunderstandings.

Sania's voice was barely above a whisper as she spoke, "I can feel her anger, Bhabhi."

Myra nodded in agreement, her eyes locked on Siya's, filled with empathy and understanding.

The room fell silent, the only sound was the heavy emotions that lingered in the air.

Myra whispered, "But Bhabhi, I think there's more to the story."

Siya's eyes locked onto Myra's, a hint of sadness lingering.

"The little girl told her story, but what about the apple's story?" Myra asked, her curiosity piqued.

Sania nodded in agreement. "Yes, Bhabhi, there are always two faces to a coin."

Siya's voice dropped to a whisper, her words laced with sorrow.

"Whatever the reason may be, the little girl felt hurt knowing he didn't trust her, and in the process, he harmed himself."

Myra shared, "I don't know much, Bhabhi, but they lived in France for 5 years after Reyansh Bhai returned from Mumbai."

Siya's eyes widened in surprise, clearly unaware of this detail.

Sania nodded quietly, her expression neutral, as she was the only outsider among them, unfamiliar with their family's past.

Myra suggested, "I request you to talk with Reyansh Bhai."

Siya's voice trembled. "I will, but I need some space, Myra. I feel so insecure about myself right now."

She hesitated, her words pouring out in a rush.

"I don't know which boy he saw with me to think I cheated on him. I'm afraid that if I talk to some stranger on the road, he'll think I'm cheating on him again."

(sorry I laughed here)

Tears welled up in her eyes as she whispered, "Then will he leave me again?"

Siya's voice cracked as she spoke, tears streaming down her face. "I'm scared to trust him again, Myra. I'm scared to give another chance to our love."

Sania's expression softened, her voice gentle. "Take your time, Bhabhi. We're not forcing you, but at least hear his side once."

Siya nodded slowly, a hint of determination in her eyes.

Sania's face broke into a warm smile. "Now, come on, give us a smile."

Siya's lips curled upward, and she chuckled, her eyes still shining with tears.

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Avyansh's voice was low and serious as he asked, "When are you going to tell her the truth, Bhai?"

Reyansh's expression was uncertain. "I don't know."

Sunansh's eyes locked onto Reyansh, his tone firm but gentle. "I know it's hard to recall all those painful memories, but she needs to know the truth bhai”

Reyansh nodded, his heart feeling heavy with the weight of secrets and unresolved emotions.

The room fell silent once more, until Suannsh broke the stillness. "Let's prepare food to calm her anger."

Avyansh's face lit up with a nod of approval. "I like that idea."

Suannsh's brow furrowed in thought as he tapped his chin with a finger.

"Kya banaye?"

(What to make?)

“khana obviously”

(food obviously)

Avyansh answers with a scoff as sunansh gave a dead stare and said “ohh wow” with a fake dramatic tone.

“What does she like to eat?” Sunansh wondered as avyansh answers with a innocent smile.

“Bhabhi ka pata nahi but tujhe logo ka dimak khana pasand hai”

(I don't know about Bhabhi, but you like eating people's head)

Sunansh leaned over avyansh, trapping him between his arms resulting in them falling on ground with sunansh hovering above.

“Ye kya dekh rahi hu Mai?”

(What am I seeing)

Myra asks in horror filled eyes as avyansh pushed sunansh aside, clearing his throat as he sat straight clearly ignoring her gaze.

“he was troubling me” Avyansh said in defence, smacking sunansh.

“Papa ke pare,  tu tu apne bhai ki izzat loot raha tha”?

(you were harassing your own brother?)

Sania comments stifling her laugh as sunansh rolled his answer before answering “Bhai ki izzat kahan hai , Jo mai loot lunga”

Avyansh lands a smack on sunansh back as he winces in pain getting slaps from the morning.

Avyansh asked, "Waise Bhabhi, tell me, what do you like to eat? Aaj hum khana banayenge." (We'll prepare food today.)

Siya raised an eyebrow. "You'll prepare food?" Sunansh nodded enthusiastically.

However, Siya pointed out, "We don't have a gas cylinder here."

Avyansh looked confused. "Then how will we prepare food?"

Siya sighed, stood up, and revealed a traditional cooking hearth (chula).

Sunansh's eyes widened in surprise. "This?"

Siya nodded, trying to maintain a neutral expression.

Avyansh suggested, "Let's order instead."

Sunansh agreed instantly. Siya walked towards the stove, tucking her pallu into her waistband. "What do you want to eat?"

Sania replied, "Dal rice," thinking it would be a challenging task for Siya to cook on the traditional stove. The others nodded in understanding.

“Pakka?” Siya confirms as they again nod in unison.

“Let us help you,” the group said As they walked closer, wanting to help her.

“Bring 3 glass of rice from that sack” Siya says passing a big plate and a glass to sunansh pointing at the sack kept in the kitchen corner.

“toor ki dal , 1 glass” she said pointing at the plastic containers kept in the side while handing a big bowl to avyansh.

“Pass those wooden sticks” she said to Myra who nodded and bought two sticks handing it to Siya who giggled and said “Bring more Myra, isse kya hoga?”

Sania clicked her tongue and bought a handful of sticks  and  passed them to Siya who took them and kept them aside.

Sania smirks at Myra, pulling the collar of her kurti, making Myra roll her eyes.

Siya expertly lit the stove, adding smaller sticks first, followed by bigger logs. The flames grew, and Sania and Myra watched in awe.

Meanwhile, Sunansh returned with the rice, while Avyansh remained unsure, standing near the containers filled with various types of lentils, trying to identify the "toor dal.”

Siya pointed, "Second one from left," and Avyansh quickly identified the toor dal.

Siya efficiently lit another stove, allowing her to cook rice and lentils simultaneously.

Sania exclaimed, "This feels like I'm in the 80's" enjoying the nostalgic vibe.

Siya expertly prepared the containers A large one with water, salt, and rice on one stove and A smaller one with water, salt, haldi, and lentils on the other

The group waited eagerly, their eyes sparkling with anticipation.

Myra commented, "They say food cooked on a stove tastes better than food cooked on a gas cylinder."

The others nodded in agreement. Sania suggested, "Let's eat in the backyard."

“Okay” Siya shrugged, agreeing to their request.

Sunansh asked, "Bhabhi, can we visit the field tomorrow?"

Siya paused before responding, "We're invited for lunch tomorrow by the lady you met earlier."

She added, "We'll go after lunch." The others nodded, agreeing to the plan.

Siya prepared the backyard for dining, laying out sheets on the rough muddy ground and layered with the mattress to make the surface even creating a cozy seating arrangement.

She returned inside to check on the food, and finding the food ready she added a simple tadka to the dal with cumin and mustard seeds with red chillies.

"water," she instructed, pointing to the earthen pot as Myra and Sania took jugs and filled it with water, carrying it to the backyard.

As she attempted to carry the big container, Reyansh offered, "I'll help you." Siya shot him a look, her ego getting the better of her. She tried to lift the container alone

Reyansh pleaded, "Please," noticing her struggle.

Siya's face scrunched up, her cheeks puffing out. "Avy!" she called out loudly.

Avyansh chuckled and stepped forward. "Yes, Bhabhi?"

Siya instructed, "Pick this up," her eyes flicking to Reyansh, silently conveying that she didn't need his help.

Siya called out, "Sunansh" and pointed to the container filled with dal.

Sunansh responded dramatically, "Bhabhi, how can I, a delicate flower, lift this huge, heavy container?"

Siya glared at him, and Sunansh quickly shut his mouth. Instead of picking up the container, he swept Siya off her feet.

"Sunansh, put me down" Siya screamed, wriggling in his arms.

Sunansh teased, "You're lighter than that container" and carried her to the backyard.

“Dekha bhai aapke samne aapki patni ko uthata hai” Avyansh comments  picking the rice container as Reyansh intervened picking that container himself.

“mai to kehta hu isko hi uthate hai aur phek dete hai bahar” avyansh continues, pointing at sunansh and picking the dal container as the brothers walk to the backyard

The brothers carried the food to the backyard, where Myra and Sania were seated, waiting for the food. They were surprised to see Siya being carried by Sunansh.

Myra giggled, "Look at your husband's muscular body and handsome face” as Sania took a look at her husband and couldn't help but to get  mesmerized by Sunansh's bulging biceps, finding him incredibly attractive.

He was looking hot.

her mind wandered to unholy thoughts but she quickly closed her eyes, shaking off the absurd thoughts.

When he put Siya on her feets she  pretended to be annoyed, "Maar padegi" (I'll hit you), twisting Sunansh's ears.

Sunansh winced, "Dard ho raha hai Bhabhi" (It hurts ), trying to free himself from her hold.

Siya playfully smacked his head before sitting down on the mattress.

Avyansh and Reyansh arrived with the food, setting it down on the ground.

Siya washed her hands and began serving the food into disposable plates, not wanting to dirty the dishes.

“How can your simple dal rice taste so tasty bhabhi?” Sania asks devouring her food

Myra added, "Yes, Bhabhi, you have magic in your hands" as they devoured their food.

Siya smiled warmly, "Apno ke liye khana hamesha acha hi banta hai"

(Food always tastes better when made for loved ones).

Avyansh gulped down his food, glancing at Myra, and asked, "Sirf khana? Doesn't that include tea?"

Siya looked confused, then understood his concern. The group fell silent, aware of Avyansh's worry.

Myra, oblivious to the tension, continued eating, satisfying her hunger.

Sania burped contentedly, "Brrpp," patting her full stomach.

"Ye khuli hawa me khane ka maza bahut aaya" (Eating in the open air was wonderful), she said, settling onto a nearby cot.

Myra leaned against Sania, patting her own stomach. "Haa"

Avyansh helped Siya carry the containers to the front yard for washing, Sunansh folded the mattress and stored it and  Reyansh disposed of the plates.

Siya asked, "Where will you guys  sleep?" wiping her wet hands.

The group looked at her, and Siya explained, "We only have two cots. Others will have to sleep on the ground, either in the backyard or inside the house with just a cooler, no AC."

Myra quickly responded, "Me and Avy baby will sleep inside. The rest can share the cots."

Avyansh, who was drinking water, choked on hearing Myra's words.

Siya casually said, "Okay," and headed inside, followed by Avyansh and Myra.

Siya prepared a bed in the hall, layering 4-5 sheets to create a comfortable surface. She positioned the cooler, adjusting it to face them, and switched it on.

"Good night," Siya said, heading to the backyard.

Myra interrupted, "Bhabhi can I close the door from inside?"

Avyansh looked shy, biting his lips as Siya suppressed a smile, nodding, "But I want it open before 6 AM."

Myra gave a thumbs-up and closed the door, running back to Avyansh.

“God Myra” Avyansh breathes, settling on the mattress and pulling her close, trapping her between his arms.

and just as he was about to close the gap between them and devour her lips there was a knock on the door.

Myra giggles, looking at his frustration and gets up, opening the door and there she finds the annoying human.

“Kya hai?” She asks, folding her arms.

“I need mattress ” sunansh answers, sounding casual as he pushed her aside, taking the few mattress for them.

“Now get lost” Myra mumbles, pushing him away and closing the door.

she jumps happily walking towards him as avyansh opted his arms welcoming her as she laid on him trapping him beneath.

since her birthday they were most active in physical intimacy.

“open your shirt avy baby” Myra mumbles with a pout playing with his shirt button, having  a habit of hugging his naked chest while sleeping.

Avyansh smirked, now trapping her down and hovering over her “will you have the courtesy to do that work Mrs. Bhanushali?” he mumbles, drawing circles over her clothed waist, with his fingers.

Myra with the same enthusiasm, pushed avyansh making him fall on the mattress as now she was in the lead , sitting over his abdomen.

“only if you kiss me” she whispers slowly unbuttoning his shirt but,

but,

Yeah, someone knocked on the door. with a frustrated sigh Myra stomped to the door opening it.

“what?” she hissed when she found sania in front of the door giving an innocent smile.

“water” Sania says coming inside the house and taking the water from the earthen pot she left the room Of Course not before commenting “Please keep your voice low as we don't want to hear the exercise  which is for vocal cord”

leaving a flustered avyansh inside the blanket and flustered Myra locking the door.

“Let's not do it today avy baby. what if I was reaching my climax and someone knocks on the door?” Myra says, shaking her head and lying down on the bed.

Avyansh chuckled, removing his shirt and keeping it aside as he pulled her closer, keeping her on his arm and wrapped his arm around her waist.

“Sleep tight,” he whispers, kissing her forehead gently as she pecks his chest lightly before drifting off to sleep.

Meanwhile, in the backyard.

“Bhabhi, you sleep on the cot. Sania and Reyansh bhai will sleep on the ground” sunansh suggested as Sania passed him a death stare making him zip his lips.

“I mean you and Sania sleep on the cot. me and reyansh will sleep on the ground” he quickly corrected.

Siya offered, "It's okay, Sunansh. You can take the cot."

“No bhabhi”  Sunansh refused, but Siya insisted. Eventually, he won, making Siya sigh in defeat.

She laid out the mattresses on the ground, trying to create a smooth surface.

"Wake me up if you feel even slightly uncomfortable," Siya said, sitting on the cot.

Sunansh glanced at his elder brother, Reyansh, who sat quietly on the mattress. It was clear that Siya had intentionally made his bedding less comfortable, a subtle display of her annoyance.

Sunansh called out, "Bhabhi?" Siya quickly responded, "What?" her eyes fixed on Reyansh, who remained silent, lying on the ground.

Siya felt frustrated, expecting Reyansh to protest, but he didn't. Ignoring him, she lay down on the cot, covering herself with a blanket.

Sania and Sunansh exchanged confused glances, unsure how to react.

A few minutes passed before Siya's frustration boiled over. She threw off her blanket, stomped over to Reyansh, and kicked his pillow.

When Reyansh looked up, Siya tossed a bundle of mattresses at his face. She then stormed back to her cot, covering herself with the blanket once more.

Reyansh sat up, rubbing his face where the mattresses hit him. He looked at Siya, who was now lying on the cot, her back to him.

Sunansh and Sania exchanged glances, sensing the silent conversation  between Siya and Reyansh.

Reyansh slowly got up, rearranging the mattresses Siya had thrown at him. He lay down, his eyes fixed on Siya's back.

The night wore on, the only sound was the night insects  chirping outside. The group's silence was palpable, each lost in their own thoughts.

As the night deepened, Siya's anger slowly gave way to exhaustion. She drifted off to sleep, still with her back to Reyansh.

Reyansh watched her, his eyes filled with a mix of concern and love. He knew he had to make things right between them.

The group settled in for the night, sleeping under the open sky.

Reyansh slept beside Siya on the ground, while Sunansh snuggled into his blanket and slept beside Sania's cot.

The cool night air enveloped them, and they wrapped themselves tighter in their blankets, feeling cozy and comfortable.

°°°°°°

Siya woke up to the warm Sun Rays on her face, yawning as she  sat up on the cot. She glanced around, noticing Reyansh was already awake, his sheets folded neatly.

She gave him a brief look, then turned her attention to Sunansh and Sania, who were still fast asleep.

Siya yawned again and headed to the washroom in the corner to start her morning routine.

When she returned, she found her blankets folded properly, likely by Reyansh.

She washed her hands and legs, then splashed water on her face, drying it with the pallu of her saree.

Siya knocked on the door, waiting for Avyansh and Myra to open it. However, the couple was sleeping soundly, wrapped in each other's arms.

She knocked again, but there was still no response. Siya let out a gentle sigh.

She walked through the passage between the front yard and backyard, entering the front yard. Under the shade of the neem tree, Siya plucked a small stem and began brushing her teeth.

Reyansh, unsure of what to do, quietly followed Siya to the neem tree. He observed her actions and, without a word, mimicked her, plucking a small stem to brush his teeth.

Siya turned to Reyansh, her voice tinged with frustration, "Don't you feel like talking to me?"

Reyansh looked confused, "Hmm?"

Siya's anger flared up, expecting him to apologize and clear the misunderstanding. Instead, he seemed oblivious, frustrating her further.

"बिनडोक गाडव"  she shouted at him and stormed off to the front door, knocking loudly.

Avyansh and Myra, still sleepy, slowly opened the door, rubbing their eyes.

Myra glanced at her phone checking for the time and was surprised to see the digits displayed on her phone.

7:13

“Avy baby” Myra wakes him up hurriedly as he groans, pulling her closer.

“get up avy baby, Bhabhi told us to open the door by 6 and now it's 7 in the morning,” Myra mumbles trying to wake him up but he was not bulging lastly having no choice she raised her hand in the air landed a tight smack on his bare back.

“fuck” Avyansh screamed, instantly sitting straight, groaning in pain.

“I'm sorry avy baby”  she apologises, rubbing the spot where she hit.

“Is this how you wake your husband up?” he asks, his morning hoarse voice sounding sexy to her ears.

“Wear your shirt” she says, throwing the shirt in his direction and running to the front door, and opening the door slowly.

“Good morning bhabhi” Myra says, running her hands through the messy hairs as Siya gives her a smile and asks “Did you sleep well?”

“Yep!!” Myra answers, stretching her body.

Siya stepped inside the house, and Myra gave her space, still looking sleepy.

"Wake up and get freshened up, I'll make tea," Siya said, retrieving a container from the shelf.

"Wake Sunansh and Sania," she instructed Myra, who nodded with a sly smile, clearly plotting something.

Siya walked out of the house, her eyes locking onto Reyansh, who was standing by the door frame. She intentionally bumped her shoulder against his, her anger still simmering.

Reyansh chuckled to himself, amused by Siya's  display of anger. He made a mental note to clear the air and share the secret behind the misunderstanding.

He followed Siya as she walked to their neighbor's house. "Kaku, I need milk," she announced, entering inside the house.

Their neighbor's aunt, who was cooking in the open space said . "Your uncle hasn't returned from his morning walk yet," she replied, preparing the food.

"Half the food is ready," the aunt said, kneading the dough.

Siya sat beside her, snacking on peanuts. "What? You're cooking this early?" she asked, surprised.

The aunt smiled. "I'm excited to feed my Siya."

Just then, the aunt spotted Reyansh. "Oh, son-in-law, please have a seat," she said, inviting him to join them.

"I think Kaka will be late, I'll take the milk myself," Siya announced, getting up from the ground.

"Pakka?" the lady asked, seeking confirmation.

Siya nodded, and the lady replied, "Okay then, I was also craving tea."

Siya walked to the backyard of her neighbor's house, where she saw a buffalo tied up, awaiting her to milk them.

Reyansah silently trailed behind Siya as she fetched a bucket from the corner and approached the buffalo. He watched in surprise as Siya gently patted the buffalo, letting her know she was there.

The buffalo sensed  unfamiliar presence and responded with a nervous sound, kicking her leg into the air. Siya calmly soothed the buffalo, her gentle touch reassuring the animal.

Once the buffalo was comfortable, Siya untied the calf and allowed it to nurse from its mother. Reyansh observed the tender moment, impressed by Siya's gentle and caring nature.

Siya crouched down beside the buffalo, gently washing its udder with a tender touch. Reyansh watched in amazement, his surprise growing with each passing moment.

After carefully cleaning the area, Siya expertly milked the buffalo, her hands moving with a practiced ease that showed her rural upbringing.

°°°°°°

Siya carefully placed the container of milk near the stove and lit the fire, waiting for the milk to boil. She glanced at Reyansh, who was folding the sheets where Myra and Avyansh had slept.

Siya scoffed, her expression mocking. "Some people don't know how to talk, despite having a mouth," she said, her tone dripping with sarcasm.

Reyansh stopped folding the mattress and looked up at her, his voice gentle. "Siya."

Siya made a face, getting up from her place. "Hmph," she muttered, walking away to wake Sunansh and Sania.

Reyansh sighed, feeling a pang in his heart.

Siya turned back, expecting Reyansh to follow her, but he wasn't behind her. She stomped her foot in frustration, annoyed that he wasn't following her.

Siya muttered a curse under her breath, "नालायक" as she walked towards the backyard. But what she saw there made her eyes widen in surprise.

Myra and Avyansh were sitting beside Sania and Sunansh, respectively. Myra gently stroked Sania's puffed cheeks, trying not to wake her. Sania, a heavy sleeper, remained oblivious to Myra's actions.

Myra whispered, mimicking Sunansh's voice, "Darling~~" and even moaned softly in Sania's ear, trailing her hand along her waistline. However, Sania didn't budge, snoring softly.

Frustrated, Myra lightly slapped Sania's cheeks, abandoning her attempt to wake her up.

Avyansh lay down beside Sunansh, who was sleeping on the ground. Avyansh attempted to mimic a high-pitched, girly voice, "Sunansh~~"

To his surprise, Sunansh smiled in his sleep and pulled Avyansh closer, as if seeking comfort. Avyansh moaned softly in Sunansh's ear, "Mmm.”

"Darling,” Sunansh mumbled in his sleep, and pulled Avyansh even closer. Myra struggled to stifle her laughter.

Avyansh hummed a response, "Hmm," giving 100% to this act.

Still asleep, Sunansh puckered his lips and leaned in, Avyansh's eyes widened in horror as he tried to push Sunansh away, but Sunansh held him tight.

"Give me a kiss, Darling," Sunansh mumbled, his eyes still closed. Myra's silent laughter turned into silent giggles as she lay on sleeping Sania.

Avyansh quickly covered Sunansh's mouth with his palm, trying to free himself from the awkward hold. In a desperate attempt to wake Sunansh up, Avyansh pulled his hair, shouting,

"Uth ja bandar"

(Get up, monkey)

Sunansh's eyes snapped open, and he let out a startled scream, "Ahh!" as he took in Avyansh's face inches from his own.

Crossing his arms over his chest, Sunansh mumbled, "What are you doing?" clearly disoriented.

Siya burst into laughter, holding her stomach as she sat beside Avyansh and Sunansh on the mattress. "Hahah, you're so cute, Sunansh" she exclaimed.

Myra, still chuckling, wiped away tears from her eyes as she lay beside Sania, who was still sleeping soundly.

"This Kumbhakaran  just won't wake up," Myra jokes, poking Sania's puffed cheeks. Myra added with a grin,

“Jo bhi ho, sote huye pyari lagti hai par kab ankh khul jaye rakshas ban jati hai”

(she looks adorable while sleeping, but the moment she opens her eyes, she turns into a monster)

Siya said, "Chalo, brush karo, I'm preparing tea. We'll have chai and toast." She ruffled Sunansh's hair and stood up, but Avyansh caught her wrist, stopping her.

"Hmm?" Siya questioned, turning around.

Avyansh looked at her with a pout. "You only ruffled his hair, not mine."

Siya smiled at Avyansh's cute expression and playfully ruffled his hair as well.

Sunansh, now fully awake, grinned mischievously. "Don't be jealous, Avy bhai. We know Bhabhi loves me more."

Avyansh scoffed, rolling his eyes. "Oh please, I know Bhabhi loves me more."

"Tell Bhabhi, who do you love more?" Avyansh and Sunansh asked in unison, looking at Siya with mischievous grins.

Siya's expression turned stern, and she landed a playful smack on each of their heads, followed by a gentle ear twist.

"I don't love anyone," she declared, a hint of sass in her voice. "I love Me,  myself, I,  mine."

With that, Siya walked inside, leaving the two boys rubbing their sore heads and ears, but still grinning at each other.

Siya entered the house to find Reyansh carefully blowing on the milk to prevent it from overflowing. She rolled her eyes, took a cloth, and placed the container on the ground.

"Go bring toast from the shop," she instructed dryly. Reyansh nodded, grabbed his wallet, and turned to leave.

"Oh, and if you're late, you'll have to do sit-ups for every second you're late," Siya announced, flashing him a stern glance. "You have 30 seconds."

Reyansh nodded hastily and quickened his pace, rushing out of the house.

Siya smiled mischievously, knowing Reyansh was unfamiliar with the village layout and would likely take longer than 30 seconds.

As a former teacher, she was itching to give someone a punishment – and Reyansh had willingly  become the bali ka bakra (scapegoat.)

°°°°°°

The younger ones entered the house, with Sania walking aimlessly , rubbing her eyes, still heavy with sleep. "Yaar, what an amazing sleep I had in the open air," she yawned, stretching her arms and plopping down beside Siya.

"I feel like I can stay here forever," Sania continued, leaning on Siya's shoulder as she prepared tea.

"Get freshened up, I'm making tea, “ Siya said.

After brushing their teeths in the open space they entered the house and sat on the ground.

"reyansh bhai?" sunansh asks not finding his elder brother.

"hah " Siya scoffs adding fresh ginger to the tea.

"Ye lo abhi deti hu" she says, untying the imaginary knot on the end of her pallu.

"Arey, Pata nai kahan gir gaya tumhara bhai" Siya says, faking a gasp, shaking her pallu.

Sunansh cleared his throat, changing the subject, "Bhabhi, chai?"

Just then, Reyansh entered the house, huffing and puffing, carrying a large bag. Siya slapped her forehead, realizing he must have bought every packet of toast from the shop.

"Sunio ka baap," Siya muttered under her breath, shaking her head as she poured the tea into a cup.

Siya handed Reyansh the cup, saying, "Drink this and get started on your work."

Reyansh set the bag down and sat on the ground, taking a sip of the tea. Meanwhile, Siya added sugar to the remaining tea and let it boil, the sweetness filling the air.

Sunansh's curiosity got the better of him. "What work?" he asked, his eyes wandering to the bag Reyansh had brought in.

Sneaking a peek inside, Sunansh's face lit up like a kid's as he discovered an bundle of toasts and biscuits. He dived in, rummaging through the bag with glee.

Myra mirrored his actions, and the two besties dug into the bag, deliberating on which treats to devour.

Sania, not one to be left out, pushed Sunansh aside and began searching for her favorite biscuits. Her face broke into a smile as she finally laid hands on a packet of Marie Gold biscuits.

Siya took a sip of her tea, dipping a piece of toast into the steaming cup. "You were 20 minutes late," she reminded Reyansh.

Reyansh nodded, getting up from the ground without a word. To the group's surprise, he began doing sit-ups, his movements swift and silent.

Siya watched him, a satisfied smile spreading across her face. She felt a sense of accomplishment, seeing Reyansh take his punishment in stride.

Siya asked, "20 x 60, how much?" Sania, caught off guard, deliberately avoided eye contact, clearly trying to save herself from admitting she didn't know the answer.

Myra, sipping her tea, casually replied, "1200."

Siya turned to Reyansh, who was still doing sit-ups, and asked, "You heard her?"

Reyansh nodded slightly, not breaking his rhythm.

Avyansh's eyes widened in surprise. "He has to do 1200 sit-ups?"

Siya shrugged her shoulders, a hint of a smile playing on her lips.

"Isn't it too much?" sunansh said  his voice laced with hesitation.

Siya's glare silenced him. "Are you his lawyer?" she asked, her tone biting.

Sunansh shook his head, intimidated. Siya hissed, "Then shut up."

Despite her harsh words, Siya secretly hoped Reyansh  would speak up. She wanted to test Reyansh's patience, to see how long he would remain silent.

After finishing the tea, Siya  cleaned the cups and utensils. She then headed to the backyard, fetched a bucket of water, and carried it inside the house.

She gave a quick glance at Reyansh who was still doing sit-ups, ignoring him. She entered the bedroom, which was packed with sacks, and made her way to the washroom located within the room.

Siya emerged from the room, freshly bathed and elegantly draped in a saree. She stepped outside, expecting to see Reyansh finished with his punishment. But to her surprise, he was still doing sit-ups, his determination unwavering.

Reyansh's legs screamed in agony, his muscles burning with fatigue, but he refused to yield. With a resolute expression, he continued doing sit-ups, his body protesting with each movement, yet his spirit unbroken.

The brothers watched him with pity-filled eyes, wincing at his evident pain. Just as it seemed he couldn't take anymore, Siya took a deep breath and declared, "He can stop."

Siya's words hung in the air, but to everyone's surprise, Reyansh continued doing sit-ups, his determination unwavering. He seemed resolute on completing the full 1200 sit-ups, refusing to stop even when given permission.

Sunansh, concerned for his brother's well-being, appealed to Siya, "Bhabhi, can you please tell him to stop?"

Siya raised an eyebrow, her expression stern. "Maine use force kiya?"

(Did I force him?)

Sunansh hastily shook his head, denying . Siya's voice was firm. "He's an adult, capable of knowing what's good for him.”

Siya's frustration simmered as she watched Reyansh persist with the sit-ups, his face set in a determined expression.

Her anger boiled over as he ignored his pain, refusing to stop. She had been hoping he would finally speak up, protest, or show some sign of defiance. But Reyansh remained stubbornly silent, his silence infuriating Siya further.

Siya stormed over to Reyansh, her footsteps echoing with frustration. She grasped his collar, halting his movements, and yanked him to his feet. Reyansh's eyes widened as he gazed up at her, his Adam's apple bobbing as he gulped.

"Why?" Siya demanded, her voice low , her eyes blazing with a mix of anger and concern.

Siya's voice trembled with emotion as she asked, "Why couldn't you stop when your legs were hurting?" Her words dripped with concern, but were quickly replaced with a flash of anger.

Her expression twisted into a sarcastic smile. "Oh, so you want to play the victim card again?" she mocked, her laughter laced with venom.

With a sudden surge of frustration, she pushed Reyansh, sending him stumbling backward.

The group stood frozen, unsure of how to intervene, as they watched the intense exchange between Siya and Reyansh.

Their eyes darted back and forth, witnessing the raw emotions unfold before them. The air was thick with tension, and no one knew what to do next.

bhailog!!!!

The last chapter was of 10k+ words and you guys dissapointemnt me so much.

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Is Siya going too overboard?

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