Tales of the Heart #2 | VirMan | CH 42, PG 112 - Page 75

Originally posted by: ZAHARA.

<font size="2">Hey! It's okay! THank you! About Shiv... Well, he's completely positive, don't worry about that. Like I said he has a pivotal part to play in the future, what I wrote before all brings up to one point in time... =P Thank god you actually noticed the title! It actually has a double meaning ;)</font>

Oh thanks to u Shiv is nt negative... m really curius to read more 😃

Author's Note: Sorry for the late update! Been busy with stuff - I've got work in a bit so can't write much more but will start on next chapter after that! =D

Memento Mori

Chapter Forty

"Maanvi di! Wow! What a beautiful crown! Let me hold it, please?" Daboo jumped up and down in excitement, looking at Maanvi's crown in awe. It had been an hour since the Coronation, and everyone except the family members and guards, had left the Palace grounds. The family had spent the last hour taking pictures for newspapers and magazines, and had just finished, entering the Vadhera Palace with a sigh of relief.

"No way, Dabbu! What if something happens? And besides even I feel scared holding it, what if it breaks?" Maanvi replied, carefully holding the crown from the edge and holding it securely.

"Maanvi, it's okay. Nothing will happen, don't you worry." Virat smiled as Maanvi reluctantly nodded. She held the crown carefully and placed it in Daboo's hand, making sure that it didn't fall by accident.

In his hands, the crown was light and delicate. Daboo stared at it in awe, his mouth widely open. "Wow." He said breathtakingly. "It's so beautiful! Wish I had a Princess, just like Maanvi Di has a Prince. And then maybe I'd get a crown like this as well." The Vadheras' smiled at Daboo's comment whilst Beeji looked at him displeased. She shook her head unimpressed at the way Daboo was acting around Maanvi's in-laws.

Behind them, Maanvi's parents smiled seeing their daughter as an important member of the country. "We've been standing here for some time, Maanvi. Won't you come and hug us?" Madan spoke, chuckling slightly. Maanvi bit her lip, and tapped her head softly before rushing towards her parents and hugging them tight.

"Ma! Papa!" Her face glistened in delight from seeing her parents after two months. After the Earl died, Maanvi had gotten busy with her life with Virat, and especially since she was always in the public eye and was not able to visit her family often. A few weeks back, Daboo and Beeji had arrived at Vadhera Palace for a small gathering, whilst her parents were not able to as they were in the Anubis district visiting Pinky's family. "How are you? It's been so long! I missed you guys so much!" Maanvi exclaimed as she individually hugged her parents.

Pinky smiled, kissing her daughter on the head. "Sorry, we couldn't come last time. The thing was, you know your cousin Simran? The one who got married a year back?" Maanvi nodded. "She gave birth to twin boys and god, how cute they were! They look completely identical, same face, same hair, same eyes, everything –"

"They're twins, so obviously they'd be identical." Daboo commented, still not taking his eyes off Maanvi's crown.

Pinky rolled her eyes at Daboo. "Ha, Ha. I know that!" She looked up, wondering what she was talking about before she was rudely interrupted. "So what was I saying? Oh yes! So what happened was they looked completely the same that I didn't know which one was which! And Simran dressed them up in the same clothes that it's like I had double vision." She giggled as the Vadhera's were trying their best trying to keep up with Pinky's story. "And then you know what else happened –"

"Areh Pinky! Leave it for now, by the time you've finished, we would have lost our minds and become old by now." Madan laughed, knowing that once Pinky started story-telling she would not stop. Maanvi smiled and hugged her mother sideways; if Maanvi was a little crazy sometimes, then she got it from her even crazier mother.

"Ha. Ha. I wasn't telling you. I was telling my daughter and her family." The Vadhera's smiled at Pinky. "But wouldn't it be really good if I had a grandchild to play with? A sweet little baby that would play in my arms. Hai!" She sighed dreamily. Virat glanced over at Maanvi, as she smiled back at him remembering their conversation earlier.

Instantly Daboo turned around in shock, giving the crown to Virat. "Nahi!" He screamed out. "Ma, I'm not even married yet and you already want a grandchild? First I'll marry a Princess then baby. Promise." Jeevika and Viren tried not to laugh, stopping their laughter using their hand. Vanshika and Swamini smiled; it had been so long since there was a child's laughter in the house. Swamini was unmarried, and the last Vadhera child had been Virat, which was nearly twenty-five years ago. Deep down, both of them too wanted to have a grandchild they could spoil.

Pinky shook her head, huffing. "I wasn't talking about you!" She glanced over at Maanvi, who was keeping her sight fixated on the ground. "I was talking about Maanvi." She cupped Maanvi's cheeks, as Maanvi blushed, remembering how she had only just had this conversation. Daboo let out a sigh of relief, as if a heavy load had been taken from his shoulders.

"Ma, please." Maanvi blushed. Virat looked away, brushing his hair back out of nervousness. It was one thing to have baby talks with his wife in private, but when others were telling him in public? Yes, that made him feel awkward a little bit.

"What please?" Pinky frowned, she placed her hands on her cheeks and smiled to herself. "Did you know? A few weeks ago, I had a dream that a baby girl was crying and she wouldn't stop crying. Everyone was there, and even we all tried to calm her down – me, your father, your Beeji and even Vanshikaji and Swaminiji but nothing worked. You were so stressed and didn't know what to do when suddenly Shiv came and in just a few seconds, he soothed the baby. Hai, I was so shocked when I woke up that Shiv had such magic in his hands even in my dreams." She smiled, her eyes glistening in delight.

"And why not Aunty?" Viren asked. "After all, he is the mother's best friend, he has some duty towards her, doesn't he?"

"Not has." Jeevika interrupted. "There is no baby yet, but will be. Shiv will have some duty towards Maanvi."

"Oh ho." Viren winked at Jeevika, playing up with the charade. Maanvi blushed, trying to keep herself away from Viren's eyesight whilst Virat tried to step away slowly from the scene, but to not avail. Viren was always one who loved to tease his family, and there was nothing stopping him this time.

"You know, a mother's intuitions are always real – just watch, soon you too will have a girl that we all would try to stop crying." Pinky said, cupping her daughter's cheek.

"Seems like you and Virat need to get to work." Viren coughed as Virat became bright red. Jeevika gave a disapproval head shake, trying to mask her smile. Her husband always said the wrong things at the wrong time when it came to his brother. "What?" Viren mouthed as Jeevika gave him a look.

"Okay." Swamini hastily spoke, trying to change the topic. "Virat. Maanvi." They turned to face her. "You both go and get packing, the ship to Chandia leaves in an hour. Seeing as it'll be late, spend the night there and then in the morning Maanvi will need to address the Chandian public." Maanvi nodded and quickly hugged her family goodbye before walking off into the room. Virat turned around, still feeling awkward from his brother's comment and was about to walk off when Swamini stopped him. "Virat, you know everything about Chandia."

"Yes, Bua." He replied. When he was younger, he had spent most of his time with his grandfather, who was the Earl of the Chandia. As the Earl, Vijay Singh had to spend time in Chandia solving financial or public affairs. The Earl had always brought Virat along with him on the Royal ship, and so Virat always felt that he was safer in Chandia than he was in Chandrilasia. Though Chandia was much smaller with only a few villages, Virat loved the Island more than the actual country he was born in. He was extremely happy when Maanvi was crowned Duchess as he couldn't think of anyone else who could take over the Earl's role as efficiently as she would able to.

"Please, make sure Maanvi is fine. If she's in any trouble or stress then help her as you can. And remember, if you need any help at all, don't hesitate to call me." Virat nodded and rushed towards his room.

Beeji looked at Swamini confused. She wasn't that up to date with the Royal issues and often had difficulty understanding what was happening or will happen. "Ji, Chandia?"

Swamini smiled, understanding her predicament. "Actually Beeji, as Maanvi is now the Duchess of Chandia, she now has a big responsibility to her people so it's better for her to actually go and meet them right?" Beeji nodded. "We all are here for Viren and Jeevika's tour of Chandrilasia tomorrow. They'll also like Maanvi will be going around to the districts and meeting people, it's only that way when we can actually interact with the people on a personal level and they will also get to know how Viren and Jeevika are as the new King and Queen of this country." Swamini sighed, deep in thought. "You know, even Bauji used to do this. He lived here but moved between Chandrilasia and Chandia. I wish Bauji was still here, at least Maanvi would feel more confident but anyway," She took a deep breath as the rest of the family became quiet. "At least Virat is with her and I'm sure he will take her through things, Chandia is practically his own home."

"Didi." Vanshika whispered, holding Swamini's hand. Swamini was not as strong as everyone thought she was. Yes, she was the decision maker and quite level headed but she too was weak at times. Her only brother had died not long after Virat was born and now a few months back her father died. Sometimes, she just felt completely alone but she never did let herself show her true emotions. She would be seen as too weak then. She loved her family, she really did and would do anything to protect them, and she wished nothing bad would ever fall on their family. She sighed, sniffing her reddening nose and hiding her tears from everyone.

"I'm fine." She spoke. She cleared her throat and arched her back straight. "Anyway…" Swamini placed her hands in Beeji's. "Maanvi and Virat will be leaving soon but please you all stay at least for the night."

Beeji shook her head furiously. "No, no we can't." She smiled. "We already stayed for so long, how much longer can we stay? We'll leave after Virat and Maanvi leave."

"But –" Swamini protested.

"Nehi Swaminiji. For now, we'll leave but we'll surely come again." Madan replied.

Swamini nodded. "Okay, but at least have some tea and snacks before you go." Madan glanced over at Beeji who gave him a reluctant nod. He smiled, accepting Swamini's request. Swamini smiled and called over for Tarun before asking everyone to make their way to the dining table.

Inside, Virat rushed into the room and hugged Maanvi from behind. Maanvi jumped, slightly startled before pulling herself out of his arms and turning to face him. "Virat!" She noticed him grinning as he playfully played with her strands of hair that was brushing past her face. "What happened? Why are you smiling so much?" He didn't reply but simply moved the strand of her to behind her ears, sending a soft shiver down her spine. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath, trying to get her thoughts together. "Dammit!" She thought. "Whenever I'm with Virat, I always feel like I'm losing control of myself." She opened her eyes and looked at him. "Virat? What happened?"

He grinned. "How could I not be happy? After all, I'm with my wife." Maanvi pulled a face at him. She pulled away from his arms but Virat was too quick for her. He clutched her hand and pulled her towards him. "I'm happy because we're going to Chandia." He spoke, pressing his fingers across her plump lips.

Maanvi shook her head, smiling. "Okay and?" She turned around, forcing herself out of his arms and went back to packing. She made sure that she had packed all the things that were important before finishing and zipping up the bag. Virat looked at her annoyed. "Here I am trying to romance my wife and she is ignoring me? What bad times are here that my wife is giving more attention to clothes than me." He thought to himself.

Without any notice, he turned her around and whispered into her ears. "Two days. Alone. You and me."

She blushed before pushing him away from her. "Virat!?" She turned away and stepped away from him, her cheeks turning redder by the minute. "Haw, here we are going for the people of Chandia and you are thinking about romancing? Aren't you ashamed?"

Virat shrugged. "Hai! How could I be ashamed when I have the world's most beautiful girl as my wife? I mean, dude cut me some slack. If you weren't so beautiful then I wouldn't be like this."

Maanvi gasped. "Oh so, it's my fault now?"

"Maybe." He replied.

Maanvi shook her head, completely shocked at what he was saying. "Virat!" She gasped again. "So, because as you said 'I'm beautiful' you feel like you have to romance me? And what if I was the world's ugliest person? Then?" She crossed her arms in anger and sat on the bed.

Virat smiled before sitting right next to her. "When did I say something like that?"

"You never said it but you implied it right?"

He smiled. "I wasn't only talking about the way you look, I was talking about inside." She looked at him confused. "You're beautiful both inside and out, and when your heart is pure, you can never be ugly inside. And to be honest that just makes me want you even more." Her lips indented into a smile as Virat leaned towards her, glancing down at her lips. She arched forward as he held her by the waist and pushed her hair back behind her ears.

"Sir you have been called downstairs –" Tarun froze in his spot as he saw Virat's lips just an inch away from Maanvi's. Suddenly, the memory of the scene earlier in the day came to his mind and he instantly turned around. "Oh god, not again!" He murmured quietly but it was just loud enough for the couple to hear. Without a second thought, Tarun quickly walked away, not even looking back.

Virat looked at Maanvi awkwardly before he fell into a fit of laughter, Maanvi slowly copied him laughing along. "Hey! At least we were in our own room!" He replied.

congrats on ur second thread

Lmfaooo Tarun again.. 🤣
And Dabbu's reaction... 🤣 Cant wait for next update.. Virat is all ready for kid lol.. unlike show.. And in very romantic mood nowdays.. Loving it.. nd Shiv in picture again.. Loved everythn... Update was fab... ❤️

Superb update...
Rofl tarun again...he shud gwt married lol 🤣

again tarun 🤣 🤣
the update was really sweet and light one with all happy moments 😃
bt the banner adds some kinda mystery to it
good to see virman soo happy specially virat being soo happy around manvi in full romantic and naughty mood and also all set to be dad thats soo sweet
and the way he said i love you coz you are beautiful from bth in andout tht was too good
😃
then the family moment was fun pinky's dream abt manvi her kid and shiv there no virat thts surprising ...
bt her dream was too cute then teasing virman session was fun dabbu's overeaction 😆 😆
update next part sooon thanx alott for the pm 😊

Awesome..n tarun again...😆n This time Virat didn't have to ask him to turn around he did the honors himself...😆😆..N now the family also speaks of kids..which was nice n sweet..nw m eager for next as we have our VirMan alone..:)!