Virman FF: Afsana Tera Mera!! NEW Part 15- Pg67 - Page 3

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Part 2

As the bell rang again for the second time, Shlok walked forward towards the doors and opened them as everyone else stood holding their breaths.

Kadambhari nervously started biting her lips as she watched the doors pull open, her eyes widened in shock and happiness at seeing Virat standing next to Viren holding a bag in his right hand. Her eyes scanned his figure from head to toe, allowing herself to take-in the sight of him finally being home, in one piece.

Virat smiled at Shlok, who had come and opened the door for them. Giving him a brotherly hug, Virat stepped inside the house with Viren beside him. His eyes automatically flew towards his Chachi Ma who stood infront of all the others in wait of him, and his heart filled with warmth at the sight of her. Seeing her, Virat couldn't help thinking how she hadn't changed, although she did look slightly older than she had when he had left her. As she smiled at him, his own smile widened as his feet carried him towards her on their own. Just as he was about to reach her, he saw her turn her back towards him, folding her arms as her smile also left her face replacing it with anger.

"Maa?..", Virat called out to Kadambhari as he stepped up to her.

His one word held so much emotion in it that it pierced straight through her heart. But even she could be adamant Kadambhari thought, there was no way she would forgive him so quickly. Just then she felt his strong arms wrap around her waist tightly as he rested his head on her shoulder lovingly.

"Ma, im very very sorry na.. I didn't do it on purpose, please..forgive me?", Virat asked her in his sweet voice that he knew always melted her heart.

"App kehdai isse, iss bar main maaf nahin karne wali isse…poorai theen saal baad ghar aya hai…ek bar bhi mujhe milne nahin aaya chootiyon mein..!!", (Tell him, this time im not forgiving him, he's coming home after 3 whole years! Not once did he come to see me even during holidays..), Kadambhari said to Inder, as she was not talking to Virat.

She felt his arms pull away, and felt disappointed as the cold air hit her. The next minute though, he stood in front of her, and holding his ears with his head bent down, he got on both of his knees.

"I know I've made a mistake that is unforgivable..you know, in the past three years there were many times when I felt like dropping everything, and coming home, to you..not a minute went by when I didn't crave your motherly arms surrounding me in comfort, or the way you run your hands through my hair on a busy day until I fall asleep, or your amazing home cooked food… but I couldn't return until I finished my studies, if I had, I don't think I could have ever gone back willingly…", Virat confessed with his head still lowered.

He stayed in that position for what felt like hours, but was actually just a few minutes, until he felt her gentle hands lift his chin up, making him lookup towards her. Then bending slightly, she placed a lingering kiss on his forehead, making him close his eyes in bliss. As she ran her hands through his hair, Virat stood up and was immediately engulfed in her motherly embrace.

"Kyun Virat, sirf Choti Ma se miloge, humse nahin?", Inder laughed, causing Virat and Kadambhari to break their hug as they too laughed.

"Nothing like that Chachu…missed you!", Virat said hugging his Chachu tightly and then turned to his grandfather.

Looking at his Dadaji it saddened Virat, for the strain of his years had finally caught upto him. He was still a man of pride, but he was weaker than he had been 3 years ago. Walking upto him, Virat bent and touched his feet, as he stood up his grandfather squeezed him in a hug. Afterwards he was greeted by the rest of the family members and they all took a seat on the couches in the hall, chit chatting about random things.

"Bhaiya, where is Jeevika Bhabhi?", Virat asked his brother, curious for she wasn't there with them.

"Actually she's gone to spend a few days with her family, since she wasn't able to do so since the wedding..", Viren answered.

"Oh ok…waise I can't wait to meet her, specially after all the praises I've heard from everyone..", Virat laughed.

"Viraat Bhaiya!..You can chat later, first I want my gifts!", Khushi said to him cutting him off, making everyone laugh at her excitement for gifts.

"Gifts? Which gifts…?", Virat asked her, as he ran a confused hand through his hair, teasing his cousin.

"Kya?! How could you forget my gifts!?", she wined.

"Just like I forgot I had a crazy sister like you back here, I forgot the gifts too..", Virat teased her, making everyone else laugh at their banter.

His crazy sister had other ideas, for she came towards him ready to pounce on him. Laughing Virat ran behind the couch as she began chasing him around the hall, filling the house with laughter.

A few hours later, Virat lay in bed trying to fall asleep as his Choti Ma ran her hands through his hair, relaxing his mind of the tiring day. After the chase he had handed gifts to everyone and had then been stuffed full with all his favorite dishes made by his Choti Ma. Feeling her love seep into his tired body, Virat slipped into a deep and calm sleep.

Two days later, 11am

Virat was passing by his Dadji's office at home towards his room, when his Dadaji called him in.

"Ji DadaJi?", he asked stepping inside the office.

"Virat actually, can you do me a favor?", he asked him.

"Of course, what do you need me to do?", he replied.

"I need you to deliver this file to my best friend Abhimanyu's house in Rhishikesh..", DadaJi said to him.

"Best friend? Rhishikesh?", Virat asked confused.

"Hahaha..I know its surprising since you've never heard of him before, but we have been best friends since childhood, the thing is when your parents passed away it broke me, and he too lost his wife around the same time, thus pulling us apart… until Viren's marriage topic started, when a distant memory of his granddaughter Jeevika ran through my mind, which in the end resulted in their marriage..", Dadaji answered.

"Ohh..lekin yeh file kaisi?", Virat asked him, although he was still confused at the story of his Dadaji being best buds with Abhimanyu Ji?

"Its about this new factory we are thinking of building and its details, etc… actually him and his sons own a construction company and so we've decided to work on this project together.." Dadaji explained to him, clearing some of his confusion.

"Ok ill go.. but directions?', Virat said agreeing to run the errand.

"Haan, those..here ill write them down for you..thank you Beta..", he said as he began writing the directions and then handed them to Virat a few minutes later.

"I know it all sounds weird, ill tell you the whole story later sometime, right now this file needs to be sent over at once..", DadaJi told him.

"Its ok..I'll just go get freshened up before heading out, and ill inform Choti Ma before leaving..see you later DadaJi..", Virat told him as he headed out the room.

"Ok beta, raat koh milthe hai..", Dadaji replied watching him head out.

Rhishikesh-4pm

Virat looked ahead, turning the car onto the dirt road from the main road, after rechecking with his Dadaji about the directions on the phone. As he continued down the road, he was surprised at what he saw, for he had expected a small town not a village. Driving towards the village he saw different types of vegetables growing in different plots and some plots that were empty. Kids where running around playing, as adults were coming and going running errands, seeing his car they all waved and smiled at him and he too returned their friendly greeting. Just then the village came to his view, different sized and types of houses were scattered in a circular type of shape around the road, yet it did not look tacky, it kinda added character to the village. Slowly he moved his car forward down the narrow lane, officially entering the village, just a few paces up was a big circular well, that served as the center of the village parking his car beside it, Virat got out. According to his DadaJi's directions Abhimanyu Ji's mansion should be the left of him, turning to his left Virat looked for a name plate, for there were two houses there, one out front that was a bungalow type, and another slightly behind it and to the left, looking that way, he saw a narrow lane lead towards a gate about ten feet away, there on the left a shiny metal name plate caught his eyes, it said CHAUDHRY Villas. Reading it Virat sighed, so he had not gotten lost after all he thought. Taking the file in hand, Virat started to walk down the lane and reaching the gate rang the bell. Two minutes later a maali opened the door.

"Ji..app koun?", the maali asked him, for he was a stranger.

"Main Vishamber Vadera ka potha, Virat..yeh Abhimanyu Ji ka ghar hai na?", Virat told him.

"Ji Ji, ayyai, appke DadaJi ka phone ayya tha, woh batha rahein thai ki app ayaige…chaliye merai saath mein appko Saab kai pas leh jatha hoon..", he said ushering Virat inside.

Smiling at the acknowledgment Virat stepped inside and started following the maali. Turning left, they entered the front yard which was pretty huge, rose bushes stood tall on either side of the walls that surrounded the mansion at a few feet intervals. The Mansion itself was set back leaving space for a front yard, it was also two stories tall and very modern yet it still had the country touch by having an actual terrace. Just then Virat heard girly laughter, stoping he turned to his right from where it was coming from. There was a swing hanging from the tall and strong tree that stood there, and a boy who seemed to be in his mid 20's pushing the swing for the two girls sitting on it, they also looked to be in their early twenties, both were wearing similar simple long anarkali dresses, ones red the others lavender. The one in the red had a more mature look and attitude labeling her the elder of the two, she also had sindhoor in her mang, a mangalsutra around her neck and chooriyan filled both her arms, her hair was also tamed in a braid. They were both beautiful but the younger one was the one who caught his eyes, she was more simply dressed, with no jewelry except for some choodiyan in her hands and her hair was left open yet pulled back with pins at the sides. For some reason he couldn't tear his eyes off of her, she was smiling at the girl beside her and laughing, the scene before him of her..seemed to seep into his mind and heart. Mesmerized he stood watching as the boy continued pushing the swing higher and forgot about the maali.

"Waise Jeevi, can i ask you something?", the boy said to the older looking girl.

"Haan Bhaiya, ask…", she replied.

"Iss Churail se mera peecha kab chodaoge tum logh..?", He said with the hint of teasing visible in his tone, as he pointed to the other girl in the lavender suit.

"CHURAIL??…Bhaiya! Apne phirse MUJHE churail bholaya?!", the younger one yelled in anger, as she jumped off the the still moving swing and started to chase her Bhaiya around the front yard, all of them still oblivious of Virats presence.

Virat smiled as he watched the boy ducking behind pillars and bushes as he ran ahead with his younger sister behind him trying to get a hold of him, the other one stood by the swing laughing at their banter.

"Mannu! Be careful…Bhaiya!! abb baas karo, Maanu koh lagh jathi tho?…", the older said seeing the younger girl stumble over a rock as she continued running after their Bhaiya.

"Tho kya Jeevi, lagthi isse, or dardh se roohthi tu!", he said answering his sister with a laugh as the younger one also joined in.

"Kya Mannu, I'm her worrying about you and your laughing at me instead! What a way to show your loyalty!", Jeevi said to her with a pout.

"Nahin Di, nothing like that..", she replied as she continued laughing.

"Acha Ji, don't forget i know everything… its not my fault is it that i care for you so much, now is it?!", she said a little angry.

Just then, the boy finally noticed Virat, and walked upto him, a little surprised at seeing him there. Virats eyes locked with the younger girls for a second as he was watching her, before she quickly went over to her Di and hid herself behind her. Occasionally he caught her peeking at him from behind her Di's shoulder and couldn't stop the grin from spreading on his face.

"Ji, app koun…or yahan kaise?", he asked Virat.

"Ji mein Virat Vadera, Vishamber Vadera is my DadaJi, i had to give this file to Abhimanyu Ji ", Virat replied, tearing his attention from the girl in lavender towards her brother.

"APP Virat Hain?!…finally ajj apse bhi mill liya, i've heard so much about you!", the girl in the red said to him, smiling widely.

"Ji main hi Virat hoon, lekin app koun?", Virat asked confused as he turned his attention to her.

"Main?…appki Jeevika Bhabhi.. Devar Ji!", she said smiling.

"App Jeevika Bhabhi hain?…oh no!", Virat said, faking a sad face.

"Kyon? Kya bhurai hai meri behen main..huh?", the brother asked getting protective.

"Problem?.. koyi problem nahin hai! Actually app ithni sundar hain kai, I was about to convince you to run away with me!…", Virat said as he sent her a teasing wink.

"Kya?!", she said laughing at his talks.

"Haan…but i can't do that to Viren Bhai, now can i?.. hai meri kismet..", he replied placing a hand on his heart with a dejected look on his face.

"Milthai hi badmashi shooru Devar Ji?", Jeevika Bhabhi laughed as she tried to walk towards him, but was jerked back from the shoulders by her sister so she could stay hidden.

"You wanted to give something to Dadu right? Come ill take you to him..", the guy said to Virat gesturing towards the house.

"Sure..", reluctantly Virat turned towards the guy and started walking to the house, beside him.

"Waise Im Arnav, your Bhabhi's older brother, actually those two are my chachu's daughters, but we'r all very close making us more than just cousins..", he said introducing himself.

"Oh nice.. Viren Bhaiya, Khushi, Shlok and I also share the same kind of relationship, so i understand what you mean..", Virat said smiling back.

"By the way, is the little one always like this? or am i a special case?", Virat asked curious as they entered the house.

"Oh you mean Mannu? Haha…no she's just like that, she's pretty shy at first, but don't worry once she gets free with you, you'll wish she was like this again..", Arnav replied as they came to a stop by the couch were an man around the same age as Virats Dadaji sat reading a newspaper.

"DadaJi?…Virat ayya hai..", Arnav said getting his Dadu's attention.

"Virat? Vishamber ka potha?", the older man said, turning all his attention towards Virat at once.

"Namaste..", Virat said as he bent to take his ashirwad.

"Bless you son…you truly are a carbon copy of your father you know…he would have been so proud..", he said to Virat as he ushered him to take a seat beside himself.

Sitting down Virat secretly kept looking at the door, wishing the sisters would come in, guess its not your day Virat, he thought. A few minutes later Arnav and Jeevika Bhabhi's parents also joined them and he was introduced to them all, they were all so warm to him that none of them seemed like strangers even though it was the first time he was meeting them all. He was served with yummy home cooked snacks while he sat chatting, to Dadu, as Abhimanyu Ji had told him to address him, about his years abroad and his future plans since now he was back. Seeing his Bhabhi stepping in the hall, Virat couldn't stop the smile that adorned his face thinking that her sister was also with her, but he was disappointed as his Bhabhi stepped in alone. They all continued chatting about random things for a while.

Outside Manvi was sitting on the swing alone, gently swinging herself back and forth as her mind continued to wonder over her Di's devar, Virat. She had heard a lot about him these last six months from both Jeeju and Khushi, so she had thought that when she actually met him she wouldn't get so shy. Yet here she was once again…hiding, but it wasn't her fault, was it? She might not have hidden from him after all, but when she had looked at him and their eyes had locked for that one second it had been as if lightning had stuck her and she had hidden behind her Di once again. Just then she head a phone ringing, it wasn't hers for the ringtone was different and she had seen Di take both of theirs inside, Manvi tried to figure out whose it was as she looked around for it. Just then as the phone stopped ringing it caught her eyes, it was sitting on a brick by the wall behind the swing, picking it up Manvi realized it was Arnav Bhaiya's. She began heading inside to give it to him when a name flashed on it as the call came in again.

"Khushi's call? Oh Bhaiya's phone? Must be for me, my phone probably couldn't connect…ill just answer it..", Manvi said as she pressed receive call and put the phone to her ear.

"H…", before Manvi could say anything Khushi's voice cut her off.

"Hello! App khud koh samajthai kya hain? Hmm..Dho din hogayai, appne mujhe phone nahin kiya! Dekh lohgi main appko,…Arnav Ji? app sun tho rahein hai na?", Khushi yelled from the other end.

Manvi stood rooted to her spot, shocked! As her mind replayed Khushi's words and her Bhaiya's changing attitude these last few months, it all clicked in her mind. Squeeling happily, Manvi forgot that there was someone over at the house and quickly ran towards the hall, the phone still connected and in hand.

"Bhaiya?! Appka phone hai!!..", Manvi yelled as she ran into the hall.

"Kiska hain Manvi? Tu ithni khush kyun hain?", her Badi Ma asked her, as the whole family stood confused at her actions to a phone call.

Manvi smiled wickedly at her Bhaiya as she showed the phone to him, he at once understood what was making his little sister so happy and ran forward to get the phone and hush her.

"Manvi…please give me my phone!..", he said as she ran forward, keeping the phone out of his reach and pleaded her with his eyes not to tell anyone anything.

"Phone hain kiska?", Badi Ma asked again, as everyone laughed seeing their chase around the hall, for them this was a daily show that replayed itself in so many ways all day long.

"KH-KHUSHI BHABHI KA!!", Manvi screamed as she tried to catch her breath, hiding behind her Di from her Bhaiya, who gave her a look that said "Ill not leave you".

"Kounsi Khushi Manvi?", Di asked her, curious to whom Manvi was referring to.

"Appki Nanad Di!", Manvi replied.

"KYA?!!", everyone screamed surprised, including Virat who was standing right next to his Bhabhi on the left.

Virat was surprised beyond comprehension, his sister and Arnav?? But he also realized that if the Chaudhry's were clueless up until now then so was his family. He watched Manvi nod excitedly as her Arnav Bhaiya walked towards her, in a manner that said 'your gone'. As he came closer, she unknowingly placed her hands on Virats shoulders as she hid herself behind him now, trying to escape her Bhaiya. As she touched him, Virat's heartbeat raced, and he couldn't help these butterflies that filled his stomach.

"Arnav!", Dadu called his attention just before he reached them.

Virat stood with the rest of the family afraid of what Dadu would say to Arnav. At the same time, Virat felt her hands pull away from his shoulders shyly as she realized where she had placed them and then watched her walk unto her Badi Ma before he turned his attention to Dadu and Arnav.

"Is what Manvi saying true?…Answer me Arnav!?", Dadu yelled at him.

"J-Ji Dadu…main or Khushi…ek doosre koh pasand karthai hain..", he replied.

"Tum janthai ho na, kai yeh sab hummein pasand nahin!", Dadu screamed at him again.

"Le-lekin Dadu..", Arnav replied.

"Lekin wekin kuch nahin! abb tumhe saaza milengi, or tumhe usse poori tarah se bharna hai..understood?!".

"J-Ji Dadu..", Arnav replied, his head hanging down in dejection as they all watched, no one daring to interfere.

"Or tumhari saaza yeh hai kai, kai….Virat!?", Dadu said, confusing everyone as he called Virat, for what did he have to do with it?

"Ji Dadu?", Virat said stepping forward in confusion.

"Ek kaam karma beta…", Dadu asked him.

"Ji??", he asked.

"Appne DadaJi or Bua se kehna kai hum sab dho din baad ahh rahein hai…unki beti koh, apni Bahu banana!", Dadu said laughing, as everyone else also burst into smiles and laughter at the pronouncement.

"Saach Dadu?', Arnav asked, not believing it.

"Saach…yehi teri saaza hai, Khushi kai saath poori zindagi bithana..", Dadu laughed as he hugged his grnadson lovingly.

Virat stood watching as both Arnavs parents and Chachu/Chachi hugged him. As they did so Jeevika Bhabhi and Manvi started circling him and clapping as they sang the sang the same lines over and over again.

"Pyara Bhaiya Mera Dhula Raja Banke Ahh Gaiya, Pyaara Bhaiya Mera,

Resham Ki Pagri Pe Sehra Baand Kai Ahh Gaiya, Dekho Bhaiya Mera…"

After the excitement calmed down, Virat took his leave. Before heading out though he sneaked a last glance at Manvi, he didn't know why but his eyes went searching for her on their own, ever since he had laid eyes on her earlier today. The drive back home was long and tiring, but gave Virat plenty of time to get his thought together on his Bhabhi and her family. At the end he came to only one conclusion, Destiny always knew what it was doing.