Kumkum Bhagya: Rishton Ki Ankahi Kahani - Chapter 108 updt on pg 22 - Page 3

Chapter 15

At Pragya’s House

Pragya and Sarita Behen come back after shopping and look into their shopping bags, admiring the outfits they’ve bought. Sarita Behen picks up each item, smiling.

"This is my saree… This one is yours… This sherwani is for my dear Rishi… and this pink sharara is for your little daughter, Shahana… And this lehenga—" She suddenly pauses, surprised. "Wait, Pragya! Why do you have two lehengas for Prachi?"

Pragya gently takes both lehengas in her hands, a nostalgic smile on her face. "There are two, but they’re not both for Prachi."

Sarita Behen looks at her curiously. "Then who is the other one for?"

Pragya’s eyes soften. "For every one of Prachi’s birthdays and every festival, I’ve always bought two sets of dresses—one for Prachi, and one for her twin sister, my other daughter."

Sarita Behen is taken aback. "You haven’t seen her for so many years, yet you’ve continued to buy gifts for her? But you’ve never had the chance to give them to her…"

Pragya’s voice carries a new excitement. "This Diwali, I will. I’m going to meet her, Sarita Behen."

Sarita Behen gasps. "What? So that’s why your husband came yesterday! He wants to reunite with his family, doesn’t he?"

Pragya laughs, nodding. "Yes, Sarita Behen. This Diwali, my family will finally be complete."

Sarita Behen hesitates. "But Pragya… you haven’t met your other daughter for so many years. Do you think she’ll like your choice? Will she even accept your gift?"

Pragya’s smile turns wistful. "I’m sure she has the same likes and dislikes as her father. That’s why I chose this classic lehenga for Prachi and a more modern one for her."

Before Sarita Behen can respond, Shahana calls out from the other room. "Maasi! Prachi is home! Come, show us the dresses!"

Pragya and Sarita Behen exchange a joyful glance before heading to the hall with the outfits.

At Abhi’s House

Rhea throws her arms around Abhi. "Dad, I’m so happy! You arranged my Europe trip and are hosting a grand Diwali party at our house!"

Then, remembering Priyanka’s plan, she adds, "Dad, I really think you should invite Prachi’s mom and her family to the party. After all, she has done a lot for me."

Abhi, caught off guard, nods. "Okay, fine."

Rhea smirks. "Great! Let me call her." She quickly dials Pragya’s number.

At Pragya’s House

Shahana and Prachi are delighted as they admire their Diwali dresses.

"Wow, Maasi! This is beautiful! You’re the best Maasi in the world! Thank you so, so much!" Shahana exclaims, hugging Pragya.

Pragya smiles warmly. "I’m glad you like them. Now, fold them neatly and keep them in the bags. You’ll be wearing them tomorrow, right?"

The girls carefully place the dresses back into their bags and hand them to Pragya.

"Let me help you put these away, Ma," Prachi offers. "I’ll freshen up in the room too."

Pragya nods, and they head inside. As soon as they enter, Pragya’s phone rings. Since she’s still holding the bags, she gestures to Prachi. "Can you pick it up?"

Prachi grabs the phone and answers, just as Rhea hands it to Abhi on the other end.

"Hello," Abhi says.

Prachi, startled to hear his voice, responds, "Hello, Mr. Mehra. Is everything alright?"

Pragya looks on, curious.

Abhi explains, "As I mentioned in the office, we’re hosting a Diwali party tomorrow. I’d like you and your family to be there."

Prachi’s face lights up. "Of course, sir! We’ll be there."

But Pragya’s smile falters. "If we attend Mr. Mehra’s party, how will I introduce you to your father and reunite with my other daughter?"

Noticing her mother’s worried expression, Prachi asks, "Ma, is something wrong?"

Pragya hesitates. "We already have another invitation. I had promised to attend."

Prachi’s face falls. "Oh, I’m sorry, Ma! I didn’t know. It’s okay—we can go to Mr. Mehra’s party first, greet everyone, and then leave for the other event. Does that work?"

Pragya nods. "Alright."

Prachi grins. "I’ll go inform everyone."

As she walks out, her mind starts racing. "I’m happy that Ma will finally meet her whole family… but I’m still worried about Shahana. If she, Rishi, and Priyanka come face to face at Mr. Mehra’s house, things could get dangerous. I need to do something."

In the hall, she announces the invitation. Everyone is excited—except Rishi. He grows tense and quickly follows Pragya back to her room.

"Maasi, what do we do now?" he asks anxiously. "We can’t stop Priyanka and Shahana from crossing paths, and you know what could happen!"

Pragya sighs. "I know, Rishi. But what choice do we have? No one besides us knows the truth about the false molestation charges she filed against you… or how obsessive she is."

Rishi clenches his fists. "Then what’s the plan, Maasi?"

Pragya thinks for a moment before responding. "Since Prachi and I have to leave for another event after Mr. Mehra’s party, we can use that to our advantage. I’ll make it seem as if you and Shahana won’t be attending. You two should come later with Sarita Behen. And Rishi—stay close to Shahana. Don’t let her out of your sight."

Rishi nods firmly. "Got it, Maasi."

Pragya silently prays, "God, please protect my children. Let this festival of lights bring only joy into their lives."

At Disha’s Office

Disha sits at her desk, lost in thought. Purab’s words keep echoing in her mind.

"Why is he suddenly asking about Sunny after all these years? He never once tried to find out how we were doing… so why now?"

Just then, Hritik enters. Before he can speak, Disha snaps, "What now? If you’re here for one of your silly pranks, I’m not in the mood!"

Hritik raises his hands defensively. "Whoa! Why do you always pounce on me like a tiger hunting its prey? Relax, I have a surprise for you."

Disha frowns. "What surprise?"

Just then, Sunny walks in.

Disha’s eyes widen, and she rushes to him. "Sunny! Oh my God! When did you come? You didn’t even tell Mamma!"

Sunny sighs. "What’s the use, Mamma? Every year, I know you won’t be here for Diwali."

Disha’s smile fades.

Sensing the tension, Sunny quickly changes the subject. "But guess what? Your son is officially employed now!"

Disha’s eyes light up. "Really? That’s the best Diwali gift ever!"

Sunny grins. "And after Diwali, we’re going to stay together."

Disha’s heart swells with emotion. "Where did you get the job?"

Sunny smirks. "That’s a small surprise for later."

Hritik interrupts, "Disha, we’re getting late! We have to leave now."

Disha hugs Sunny once more. "Take care, okay?"

As she leaves, Sunny watches her go, his expression darkening.

"Maa stays away from this city every Diwali to avoid painful memories… but Mr. Purab Khanna, I’ll make sure you feel every ounce of the pain she went through. And I’ll do it through your son, Aryan."

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Chapter 16

Abhi's House

Abhi wakes up early in the morning, comes downstairs, and greets Dasi, Mitali, Meera, and Pallavi with a warm "Happy Diwali." The women smile, delighted by his presence, and wish him back. Pallavi mentions that Vikram has gone out for some last-minute shopping just as Aaliya and Purab join them, also extending their Diwali wishes.

As they admire the party decorations, Abhi turns to Mitali. "Bhabhi, where are the kids?"

Mitali chuckles. "They are busy deciding on a theme for their outfits."

Purab raises an eyebrow. "What is there to decide? It's Diwali! Everyone will obviously wear ethnic attire!"

Aaliya interjects, "Oh, come on, Purab! Let them have their fun. They’re young—let them decide what they want to wear. We don’t need to impose our choices on them."

Abhi nods in agreement. "Aaliya is right. They’re adults now. It’s better we don’t interfere in their choices. Now, come on, let’s check the decorations and arrangements for the party."

Upstairs in Rhea's Room

Rhea claps her hands. "So, it's decided! Priyanka, Mishti, and I will wear lehengas, and you two boys will wear sherwanis!"

Aryan groans. "Seriously, Rhea? An aspiring supermodel like you is suggesting traditional wear? You know how uncomfortable it is!"

Ranbir laughs. "Aryan, I think Rhea's choice is perfect. It suits the occasion and will make our parents happy."

Mishti nods enthusiastically. "Yes! And this year, Mom got me a bright red lehenga. I’m going to look stunning!"

Aryan sighs in resignation while Priyanka smirks to herself. I don’t care about the outfit. All I care about is making my plan against Prachi work so that I can win Rishi and marry him.

Mishti notices her lost in thought. "What’s up? What are you thinking?"

Priyanka quickly shakes her head. "Nothing at all," she says, forcing a smile as Mishti walks away. Her smirk returns as she watches her leave.

At Pragya's House

Pragya, Prachi, and Shahana are busy lighting diyas for the Lakshmi Puja. Prachi glances at the clock. "We need to hurry, Ma. We have to attend the party too."

Shahana frowns. "But why are you and Maasi leaving early?"

Prachi explains, "Ma had already committed to another party before I confirmed with Mr. Mehra. So, we’ll go to his party first and then leave early. You, Sarita Aunty, and Rishi can join later."

Shahana nods. "Alright! The diyas are done, so I’ll go get dressed. I need to put on really good makeup!"

Prachi smirks. "To impress Rishi or Aryan?"

Shahana turns red. "Shut up, Prachi! No one!"

R.K. Puram, Sector 2

Sunny stumbles through the empty streets, inebriated. "It’s the festival of lights, yet while the entire city basks in brightness, I choose to remain in my world of sorrow and darkness."

A melancholic tune drifts from a nearby church where an English service is in progress. The choir sings, and one voice, filled with sorrow, stands out to him. Something about it resonates deep within his heart, as if the singer carries the same pain he does. He listens, feeling an unexpected sense of solace. I should thank the woman whose voice has touched my soul.

Determined, he enters the church, trying to spot the soloist, but the angle obscures her face. He ponders for a moment before scribbling a message on a tissue and handing it to a child nearby. "Give this to the lady singing the solo," he instructs before slipping away.

The child approaches the choir and discreetly hands the tissue to Rakhi, the singer. She reads the note, surprised: Thank you. Your song, filled with pain, made me feel less alone in my sorrow.

Her heart clenches. How could a complete stranger understand my pain when even my own mother cannot?

She pulls out an embroidered handkerchief she had made for herself and whispers to the child, "Give this to the person who sent me the note."

Rakhi’s eyes follow the child to where Sunny had been sitting, but he’s already gone. The child hurries outside, searching for him. Just as Sunny reaches the church gates, the child catches up and hands him the handkerchief. He reads the embroidered words: We can overcome our pain only when we are brave enough to face and defeat it.

A rare smile touches Sunny’s lips as he looks back at the church one last time before walking away.

At Pragya's House

Everyone is dressed and ready. Shahana twirls around. "Today, I’m going to be the hottest girl at the party! All the guys will be staring at me."

Prachi coughs pointedly while Pragya enters, draped in a bright saree. The room falls silent as everyone marvels at her beauty.

Shahana whistles. "Wow, Maasi! Forget me—tonight, all eyes will be on you!"

Pragya blushes. "Enough with your teasing!"

Prachi grins. "Well, after all, she is my mother!"

Pragya rolls her eyes. "Not you too, Prachi! Come on, we need to leave. We have another party to attend as well."

"Yes, Ma, just grabbing my purse!"

As they step out, Pragya exchanges a silent glance with Rishi, who nods in understanding.

Tonight, on Diwali, Ram and Sita will finally reunite.

(Background music: Ram Ram Jai Raja Ram, Ram Ram Jai Siya Ram...)

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Chapter 17

Pragya and Prachi Arrive at the Mehra Mansion

As Pragya steps out of the car, her heart skips a beat. The grand house standing before her is none other than the Mehra Mansion. A wave of shock washes over her. Could it be? she wonders. If this is the Mehra Mansion, then... is Mr. Mehra actually Abhishek Mehra?

Lost in thought, she barely registers Ranbir’s family approaching to welcome them, accompanied by Meera and Aryan. Ranbir’s eyes soften as they land on Prachi, mesmerized by her beauty. Prachi, too, looks at him apologetically. Meanwhile, Aryan scans the crowd, searching for Shahana.

Meera steps forward and smiles warmly at Pragya. “Wow, Prachi’s mom, you look stunning tonight! Are you hoping to impress someone special?” she teases. A blush creeps onto Pragya’s cheeks as her thoughts drift to Abhi. Her gaze instinctively searches for him. Overwhelmed, she excuses herself from Prachi and the others, her feet carrying her deeper into the mansion.

“Ma, wait!” Prachi calls after her, but Pragya doesn’t stop.

Inside, Mitali approaches Prachi with a friendly greeting. Just then, Mishti exclaims excitedly, “Wow, Prachi! We have the same taste in colors—we’re both wearing red today!”

Mitali chuckles mischievously. “In our village, the soon-to-be bhabhi and nanad wear matching colors on Diwali—it’s supposed to bring them closer after marriage!”

Everyone exchanges awkward glances as Ranbir and Prachi flush with embarrassment. Pallavi quickly interjects, “Why are we all standing around? Let’s go inside and enjoy the party!”

Inside the Mehra Mansion

Pragya’s eyes dart around the room, searching for Abhi. Meanwhile, he is engaged in conversation with Purab and Aliyah. Prachi walks up to him with the others and greets him warmly, “Happy Diwali, Sir!”

Abhi’s face lights up upon seeing her. “Happy Diwali, Prachi!” he replies, pulling her into a brief hug.

From the balcony above, Rhea watches them, her expression darkening with jealousy. “I don’t understand why Dad loves her so much,” she mutters.

Priyanka smirks. “Don’t worry, dear. After tonight, everything will change for Prachi. She’ll be out of your life forever,” she whispers. Her mind, however, is preoccupied with her own plans. And soon, Rishi will be mine.

Just then, Dinky and Shaina call out to Rhea. “What are you doing here? Come down! Everyone is waiting.”

With a forced smile, Rhea follows them downstairs while Priyanka stays behind, her scheming mind at work.

At Pragya’s House

Back at home, Shahana grows restless. “Why is this taking so long? Pragya Maasi and Prachi must have reached ages ago!”

Sarita Behen hushes her. “Arrey, Rishi has gone to get an auto. Have some patience! Do you think you have wings on your legs?”

Shahana huffs. “We should have booked a cab instead, Sarita Auntie!”

Sarita Behen crosses her arms, her frugality shining through. “We already spent so much on Diwali. If we start spending on cabs too, where will all the money come from?”

Just then, Rishi returns. “The auto is here.”

Shahana dashes outside excitedly, with Sarita Behen following behind. Watching her, Rishi’s face darkens with concern. I just hope Priyanka doesn’t cause trouble for Shahana.

Back at the Mehra Mansion

Prachi continues greeting guests. When she approaches Purab and Aliyah, Purab responds warmly, while Aliyah merely nods with disinterest.

“Aryan, can you go to our room and bring the diyas from the cupboard?” Aliyah instructs.

Aryan shrugs and heads upstairs. As he rummages through the cupboard, he mumbles, “Where did Mom keep the diyas?” Finally, he spots them. Just as he is about to leave, he catches his reflection in the mirror.

“These Indian clothes are so uncomfortable,” he grumbles. Then, an unexpected thought slips out. “I hope Shahana likes them on me.”

Realizing what he just said, he shakes his head in disbelief. “Why should I care what that nuisance Shahana thinks?” He lets out a frustrated sigh. “She keeps calling me monkey, so why does it even matter?”

Yet, as he steps out, his eyes instantly find Shahana downstairs. He stops in his tracks, mesmerized. Wow... she looks beautiful.

Shahana spots him too and waves, smiling brightly. Unconsciously, Aryan waves back—only for Mishti to step in front of Shahana and wave at him instead. Shahana scowls in irritation, while Rhea smirks to herself.

Pragya’s Reunion with Dasi

Meanwhile, Pragya continues searching for Abhi when a familiar voice calls out to her. She turns, and her eyes well up as she sees Dasi standing before her. Emotion overtakes them both.

Tears glisten in Dasi’s eyes as she whispers, “My Sita has finally returned to her Ram in Ayodhya.”

Pragya swallows the lump in her throat. “Where is he, Dasi?”

Dasi wipes her tears and smiles. “He’s here. Wait, I’ll go get him. You stay right here, Pragya—don’t move.”

As Dasi hurries away to fetch Abhi, Pragya clutches her hands together, her heart pounding. Prachi, today you will finally meet your father... and I will see my youngest princess, Rhea. The moment I have been waiting for all these years is finally here.

Destiny in Motion

Downstairs, Abhi is still busy chatting with guests when Dasi approaches him, her heart brimming with joy. Tonight, Ayodhya will finally reunite its Ram and Sita.

(Ram Ram Jai Raja Ram, Ram Ram Jai Siya Ram plays...)

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ile Rhea smiles seeing her go upstairs. Priyanka comes there dejected, Rhea asks her “What happened??” Priyanka tells her “Nothing, so how far is our plan working??” Rhea informs her that Prachi has gone upstairs to her room. Priyanka angrily murmurs “Now you see Shahana what I do to your sister!!!”

Prachi comes inside the room and calls out “Ma, Ma, where are you??” Someone catches her shoulder. Prachi thinking it to be Pragya turns back and asks “Ma, where have you been??” but is surprised to see Sanju. She gets reminded of the incidents when he used to stalk her in Hoshiapur and how she slapped him for that, she asks “You, what are you doing her? And where is my Ma??” She looks all throughout the room but doesn’t find Pragya, so she decides to leave. But Sanju pulls her inside and closes the door. Everything gets recorded in the camera. Sanju says “Prachi, just listen, I need to talk!!!” She says, “But I don’t want to talk to you” She is about to leave once again but this time Sanju forcefully catches her and tells “I came all the way from Hoshiapur only for you, you must listen.” Prachi pushes and goes to the balcony of the room, she tries calling out to people, but Sanju covers mouth and pulls her inside and at that very moment Prachi’s dupatta catches fire through a diya kept in the balcony unnoticed by both Sanju and Prachi.”

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Chapter 18

THE DIWALI DHAMAKA PART-I

Dasi hurried towards Abhi, calling out, "Abhi, wait! Abhi!" But he was too lost in his thoughts to hear her. Excusing himself from the conversation, he stepped outside, pulling out his phone. His mind raced. Why hasn't Pragya reached yet? Should I call her? He hesitated for a moment before deciding, No, I'll do something better—I’ll surprise her! I’ll go there myself, meet my elder daughter, and bring them both here to finally introduce them to Rhea.

Determined, he took his car keys and swiftly drove off, unaware that Dasi had followed him outside. She sighed in disappointment, shaking her head. "Where is this Abhi off to when his Pragya is waiting for him right here?"

Meanwhile, Shahana stood fuming, convinced that Aryan was ignoring her and paying attention to Mishti instead. Rhea, noticing her frustration, saw an opportunity to widen the distance between them. She approached Shahana with a smirk.

"Don't even think about getting close to Aryan," she warned.

Shahana frowned. "What?"

"I know you're attracted to my cousin, Aryan," Rhea continued, her tone laced with arrogance. "But let me remind you—he’s my Booji’s son, and just like her, he won’t ever let a middle-class girl like you into his heart. Besides, Mishti and Aryan have known each other since childhood. They’re close, and honestly, she’s a much better match for him than you. So do yourself a favor and stay away from him."

With that, Rhea walked away, leaving Shahana stunned and hurt.

Just then, Priyanka descended the stairs, spotting Rishi in the crowd. Her lips curled into a smirk as she approached him.

"Hi, Rishi," she greeted sweetly.

Rishi stiffened, his face darkening. Without acknowledging her, he turned away.

Irritated, Priyanka scoffed. "Looks like you're so busy with someone else that you can't even see me anymore," she remarked.

Shahana rolled her eyes. As if Rhea’s taunts weren’t enough, now I have to deal with her too!*

Upstairs, Aryan walked down carrying the diyas, his eyes unconsciously drifting toward Shahana. Aliyah intercepted him. "Good, you brought the diyas. Now go and light them outside," she instructed. Turning to Mishti, she added, "You help him."

"Sure, Auntie!" Mishti replied cheerfully.

Shahana, still reeling from Rhea’s words, clenched her fists. So Aryan doesn’t like middle-class girls? Fine. Let’s see how he reacts when a middle-class Shahana gets close to Rishi.

With a defiant smile, she turned to Priyanka. "Of course, why would Rishi even notice anyone else when I'm with him?" she declared.

Before Rishi could react, Shahana boldly slipped her arm through his and rested her head on his shoulder.

Priyanka’s expression darkened with jealousy. Across the room, Aryan, who had been watching the entire exchange, clenched his jaw.

Rishi, meanwhile, was utterly bewildered. What is Shahana doing? Why is she provoking Priyanka like this? He needed to stop this before it spiraled out of control.

"Uh… would you like some juice?" he asked hesitantly.

Shahana beamed. "Why not? But only if you bring it for me."

Priyanka, fuming, stormed away. Rishi sighed in relief, using the opportunity to escape and look for Pragya.

Aryan, however, was still staring at Shahana, his irritation mounting.

Trying to shake off his frustration, he turned to Mishti. "Come on, let’s light the diyas."

Shahana, watching closely, acted fast. As they walked past her, she accidentally spilled oil on Mishti’s dress.

Mishti gasped. "Oh no! This was my favorite dress!"

Feigning concern, Shahana quickly advised, "Don’t worry! If you wash it right away, the stain won’t set."

Mishti hurried away, leaving Aryan alone. As he bent down to light the diyas, Shahana casually sat beside him, pretending to help.

He glanced at her. "What was all that inside?"

Shahana blinked innocently. "What do you mean?"

"You told me you and Rishi weren’t engaged. So what was that drama about?"

She crossed her arms. "Oh, really? Then what was your drama about? You told me Mishti was like a sister to you, but there you were, ignoring me and waving at her." She huffed. "I get it now. Like Rhea said, you don’t like middle-class girls. That’s why you were paying attention to Mishti and not me, right?"

Aryan looked baffled. "What? That’s ridiculous! I don’t care about class differences! And, for your information, I was waving at you." His voice softened. "In fact… you looked so beautiful, I couldn’t take my eyes—" He stopped abruptly, realizing what he was saying.

Shahana raised an eyebrow. "Couldn’t take your eyes…?"

He quickly corrected himself. "I meant you look nice today. But I don’t know why it should matter to me—after all, I’m just a monkey to you, right?"

Shahana smirked. "Ohhh, so someone actually feels bad when I call him ‘monkey’?"

Aryan muttered, "I feel bad when you call me monkey."

They locked eyes, a flicker of something unspoken passing between them.

Just then, Shahana accidentally burned her hand on a diya. Aryan immediately grabbed her wrist, his face etched with concern. She looked at him, surprised, before breaking into a smile.

Meanwhile, Rishi had finally found Pragya, who was scanning the crowd for someone.

"Maasi, what are you doing here?" he asked.

Pragya turned. "I could ask you the same thing. Where’s Shahana?"

Rishi hesitated before telling her everything about his encounter with Priyanka and how Shahana had provoked her.

Pragya’s expression turned serious. "Oh, this girl! She doesn’t know when to keep her mouth shut! Where is she now?"

"I left her just for a moment to get juice," Rishi admitted.

Pragya’s eyes widened in alarm. "You left her alone? Rishi, you know what Priyanka is capable of! We need to find her—now."

Meanwhile, Priyanka was seething. "I have to teach that Shahana a lesson before she ruins everything for me!"

Just then, she spotted Ranbir and Prachi nearby.

Prachi was looking apologetic. "Ranbir, I’m really sorry. I shouldn’t have spoken to you that way earlier. You were only doing your job as a good boss."

Ranbir smiled. "It’s okay. It happens. Besides, you look really nice today… in red."

Prachi blushed. "Thanks." Their eyes locked, and for a moment, everything else faded away.

Watching them, Priyanka’s lips curled into a devious smile. Now I know exactly what to do.

She made her way to Rhea. "Didn’t you say that Ranbir loves you?" she asked.

Rhea frowned. "Yeah, why?"

Priyanka shrugged. "Oh, no reason… except that from where I’m standing, it looks like Ranbir is falling for Prachi. I just saw them completely lost in each other’s eyes."

Rhea’s face twisted with jealousy.

Priyanka smirked. This party is going to be more eventful than I thought.

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Chapter 19:

DIWALI DHAMAKA PART-II

The episode starts with Rhea calls Sanju and asks, "Where are you?"

On the other end of the call, Sanju chuckles and says, "Look to your right."

Rhea and Priyanka turn their heads and spot Sanju standing nearby, dressed in a flashy outfit. They exchange amused glances before giggling at his over-the-top attire.

Sanju strides toward them with confidence and grins. "So, how do I look? Ekdum mast for meeting Prachi, right?"

Priyanka smirks and plays along. "Superb!"

Sanju beams. "Thank you, ji! Now, tell me—where's my Prachi?"

Rhea smirks, crossing her arms. "You went through all this effort just for Prachi, huh? Be patient. Very soon, she'll be yours forever."

With that, they lead Sanju to Priyanka's room and ask him to wait while they bring Prachi to him. Before leaving, Priyanka discreetly signals Rhea, who swiftly fixes a hidden camera in front of the mirror. She smirks to herself. "Whatever happens in this room will be recorded. After today, Prachi, your life will be ruined forever." With a satisfied look, she joins Rhea downstairs to find Prachi.

Meanwhile...

Aryan glances at Shahana and asks curiously, "So, what kind of guys do you like?"

Shahana raises an eyebrow. "Why do you want to know?"

Aryan hesitates for a moment before saying, "Well, back at my parents' anniversary, you asked me what my type was, remember? And I told you I liked timid and girly girls."

A small smile plays on Shahana’s lips as she recalls how she had borrowed accessories from Prachi just to impress Aryan.

Aryan continues, "You've told me twice now that I'm not your type. So, I'm just curious—what is your type?"

Shahana opens her mouth to answer, but before she can speak, Rishi calls out, "Shahana!"

She turns to see Rishi approaching with Pragya.

Rishi frowns. "Why did you come here? I told you to stay put!"

Pragya crosses her arms and scolds her, "Who asked you to provoke Priyanka? Can't you keep your mouth shut? Come with us and stay with Rishi. Don't go anywhere else."

With a reluctant sigh, Shahana follows them. Before leaving, she turns back and looks at Aryan, thinking, I don’t need to figure out my type because I already know the kind of person I want.

Aryan watches her walk away, smiling to himself. Why do I feel happy when she’s around? Why do I even care about the kind of guys she likes? His smile fades as he wonders, What do these feelings even mean?

Abhi’s Search for Pragya

Abhi arrives at Pragya’s house and finds the door locked. He approaches a neighbor and asks, "Is no one home?"

The neighbor replies, "The whole family is out for a function."

Abhi frowns. Where is Pragya?

He immediately dials her number.

Pragya picks up. "Hello?"

"Where are you?" Abhi asks.

Pragya counters, "Where are YOU? I’m at your house!"

Abhi is momentarily taken aback before breaking into a wide smile. "You’re at my house?"

Pragya chuckles. "Yes! I was waiting for you, but when you didn’t show up, I came here instead."

Abhi shakes his head, laughing. "And I was waiting for you there! When I didn’t see you, I thought I’d surprise you by coming here."

Pragya teases, "Well, look who got surprised instead!"

He grins. "Okay, Fuggy, don’t go anywhere. I’m coming back to get you. And this time, I’ll make sure you meet our younger daughter."

Pragya’s eyes soften. "And I’ll introduce my daughter to her father. Now, stop talking and come fast!"

Abhi chuckles. "Yeah, yeah, I’m on my way."

As Pragya hangs up, a thought suddenly strikes her. Oh no! I almost forgot about Prachi. Where is she?

The Trap Begins

Rhea and Priyanka arrive downstairs and begin searching for Prachi.

Priyanka spots Rishi standing with Shahana. Turning to Rhea, she says, "You handle Prachi—I’ll be back in a second."

Before Rhea can protest, Priyanka hurries toward Rishi.

Rhea sighs but quickly regains focus. She calls over Mitali and instructs her, "Tell Prachi that her mother is calling her to Priyanka’s room."

As Mitali leaves to deliver the message, Rhea crosses her fingers. I hope this works. But where did Priyanka run off to?

In the Kitchen

Priyanka corners Rishi. "I need to talk to you."

Rishi stiffens. "I have nothing to say to you, Priyanka."

Priyanka leans in and whispers menacingly, "Come with me, or I’ll tell Shahana everything about the molestation case."

Rishi clenches his jaw, feeling trapped. With no other choice, he follows her.

From a distance, Shahana watches them suspiciously. What does she want to talk about with him alone?

Inside the kitchen, Rishi snaps, "What do you want now?"

Priyanka’s eyes turn desperate. "What does Shahana have that I don’t? Tell me, Rishi!"

Rishi glares at her. "Enough, Priyanka! I won’t tolerate your madness anymore!"

As he turns to leave, Priyanka grabs his hand. "Why are you getting close to that middle-class girl? Am I not just as beautiful? And I’m rich! I can give you everything—just marry me!"

Before Rishi can push her away, Priyanka wraps her arms around him in a tight hug.

Rishi struggles. "Let go, Priyanka! You tried this before, and it won’t work!"

Just then, Shahana storms in, pulls Priyanka away, and slaps her hard across the face.

Rishi stands there, stunned.

Shahana seethes. "What kind of woman are you? You’re a disgrace!"

Priyanka’s face darkens with fury.

Shahana continues, "I saw everything! He told you he’s not interested, yet you keep forcing yourself on him! Don’t you dare come near him again!"

With that, she grabs Rishi’s hand and drags him out.

Priyanka clenches her fists. "You’ll regret this, Shahana."

Outside, Shahana smirks at Rishi. "Didn’t I tell you? I’m dangerous!"

Rishi blinks. "What?"

She grins. "Remember when we first met Priyanka? I told her I could teach her a lesson. And I just did."

Shahana walks off, leaving Rishi smiling as he watches her go.

The Trap Closes

Mitali finds Prachi and relays the message.

"Ma was looking for me?" Prachi asks. "Where was she all this time? I’ve been waiting for her!"

Excited, she rushes upstairs.

Watching her go, Rhea smirks.

Priyanka rejoins her, still seething. "So? Is our plan working?"

Rhea grins. "Prachi just went upstairs to your room."

Priyanka mutters, "Now watch, Shahana. I’ll destroy your sister."

Inside the Room

Prachi enters and looks around. "Ma? Where are you?"

A hand touches her shoulder. Thinking it’s Pragya, she turns around with a smile. "Ma, where were—"

Her face falls as she sees Sanju standing there.

Memories of his stalking in Hoshiarpur and the slap she had given him flood her mind.

"You?" she gasps. "What are you doing here? Where’s my Ma?"

She scans the room, but Pragya is nowhere to be seen. She turns to leave, but Sanju grabs her wrist and locks the door.

All of it is recorded on the hidden camera.

"Prachi, listen," Sanju pleads.

"I don’t want to hear anything!" she snaps, struggling to free herself.

She rushes toward the balcony, calling for help, but Sanju covers her mouth and pulls her back—just as her dupatta catches fire from a diya nearby, unnoticed by them both.

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To be continued

Chapter 20

DIWALI DHAMAKA PART – III

A Night of Flames and Secrets Unveiled

Sanju forcefully grabs Prachi and drags her into the room, slamming the door shut behind them. He shoves her against the wall, his grip tightening around her wrist.

"You have to listen to me, baby," he sneers, his breath reeking of desperation. "Sanju is here only for you."

Neither of them notices that the fire from Prachi’s dupatta has spread to the curtains hanging nearby. The flames flicker and crawl along the fabric, devouring everything in their path.

Prachi’s heart pounds in fear, but she refuses to cower. Summoning all her strength, she sinks her teeth into Sanju’s hand.

"Aahh!" Sanju yelps, jerking back in pain. His face contorts with rage as he raises his hand and slaps her hard across the face.

"Remember the way you slapped me?" he growls. "Well, this is my answer for that! And now, you’ll see what I’m going to do to you."

With that, he yanks off her dupatta and tosses it onto the bed. The flames eagerly claim the fabric, igniting the bedsheet.

Sanju smirks and leans in to kiss Prachi. She struggles, pushing him away with all her might. Desperation grips her—until her eyes catch the growing blaze on the bed.

"FIRE! FIRE!" she screams, her voice laced with panic.

Sanju turns, his smirk vanishing as horror dawns upon him. The fire has spread rapidly, engulfing the room in a fiery embrace. He rushes to the door and yanks at the handle, but it won’t budge.

"The door is stuck!" he shouts, his arrogance replaced by fear. "How will we escape?!"

Prachi fumbles for her phone, only to realize she left it downstairs with Shahana. "Use your phone!" she urges Sanju.

Sanju pulls his phone from his pocket, but his face falls. "Battery’s dead," he mutters.

Anxiety grips them both as thick smoke fills the room. Prachi coughs violently, her vision blurring. Sanju, blinded by his own panic, doesn’t even glance at her—his only concern is saving himself.

Meanwhile, Downstairs…

Pragya searches frantically for Prachi, scanning the crowd. She spots Rishi and Shahana and rushes to them.

"Where’s Prachi?" she demands.

Shahana frowns. "She was with Mr. Mehra and his family earlier. I’ll go ask them."

As Shahana hurries off, a deep unease settles in Pragya’s chest. Why do I feel like Prachi is in danger?

The Fire Spreads

Upstairs, the smoke thickens. Prachi’s breathing becomes labored, her body weakening. The heat is unbearable, the flames licking at the walls. Her head spins, and within seconds, she collapses onto the floor.

Sanju doesn’t notice. His mind is fixated on escaping. He pounds on the door, kicks at it—until finally, the wooden frame gives way, and he stumbles out into the hallway.

But just as he turns to flee, his eyes land on a figure running amidst the chaos.

Mishti.

She’s clad in an outfit similar to Prachi’s, and in his panic, Sanju mistakes her for the girl he came for.

"I came all this way for her," he mutters. "I won’t leave without her."

Without hesitation, he lunges forward and grabs Mishti by the arm. She shrieks, struggling against his grip.

Aryan and Shahana’s Moment

Meanwhile, Aryan searches for Mishti when suddenly, a burning decoration garland collapses onto him. His kurta catches fire, and panic sets in as he struggles to put it out.

Just then, Shahana appears. Her eyes widen in horror.

"Aryan!" she cries, rushing toward him.

Desperate, she looks around but finds nothing to douse the flames. Without thinking, she uses her bare hands to smother the fire.

Aryan winces. "Shahana, stop! You’ll get hurt!"

But she doesn’t stop. The fire is extinguished, but her hands are left raw and burnt.

Rishi and Pragya arrive at the scene, noticing Shahana’s injury. On the other side, Rhea returns with Dasi.

"Have you seen Prachi?" Pragya asks Aryan urgently.

Rhea stiffens. Prachi… The memory comes rushing back—she had sent Prachi to Priyanka’s room.

Her eyes widen in realization. "She’s in Priyanka’s room!"

Pragya’s blood runs cold. "Where is it?"

Rhea grabs her hand. "Come with me!"

Pragya instructs Rishi to take Shahana and Dasi outside, then rushes off with Rhea. Aryan watches as Shahana disappears, a troubled look in his eyes.

The Chaos Below

The party guests remain oblivious to the growing inferno—until a burning ember lands on a pile of fireworks.

Boom!

A chain of 1000-wala firecrackers ignites, setting off a deafening explosion.

Sparks fly in all directions, the flames spreading across the party hall. Panic erupts as guests scream and run, desperate to escape the inferno.

Abhi arrives at Mehra Mansion just in time to witness the disaster unfold. His eyes widen in horror.

"My house…" he whispers.

His panic intensifies when he fails to spot Rhea among the gathered family members. He grabs Vikram by the collar.

"IS RHEA INSIDE?!" he demands.

Before Vikram can answer, Abhi shoves past him and dashes into the burning mansion, ignoring the desperate cries of his family.

A Desperate Rescue

Inside, Aryan continues searching for Mishti. His breath catches when he spots Sanju forcing her away.

Enraged, Aryan grabs a vase and smashes it over Sanju’s head. Sanju stumbles, groaning in pain, before fleeing the scene. Mishti clings to Aryan, shaken.

"Let’s get out of here," Aryan says, guiding her toward the exit.

Nearby, Ranbir scours the mansion for Mishti when he passes Priyanka’s room. Through the smoke and fire, he catches a faint sound.

"Help…"

His heart stops. "PRACHI?!"

He peers through the flames but sees no one inside. Doubt flickers in his mind. Was it just his imagination?

But then—

"Help…"

This time, it’s clearer.

"PRAACHI!" he shouts.

Ignoring the inferno, Ranbir charges into the burning room. The fire singes his skin, but he pushes forward. He finds Prachi unconscious on the floor, barely breathing.

"Prachi, wake up!" he pleads, shaking her lightly.

She doesn’t stir. Without hesitation, he lifts her into his arms. The fire sears his skin, but he shields her with his own body, determined to get her out.

Stumbling through the flames, he finally makes it outside before his strength gives out, and he collapses with Prachi still in his arms.

Aryan and Mishti spot them and rush over. Mishti bursts into tears at the sight of her brother’s injuries.

Abhi arrives moments later and freezes at the scene. His gaze moves from Prachi to Ranbir, then darts around frantically.

"Where’s Rhea?" he asks urgently.

Aryan, still catching his breath, answers, "She went with Prachi’s mom to look for Prachi."

Abhi’s heart pounds. "You take them outside. I’ll find Rhea."

Just then, amidst the flames, Rhea and Pragya appear.

"MA!" Prachi mumbles weakly.

"DAD!" Rhea cries out.

Their voices reach Abhi and Pragya at the same time. Their eyes lock across the burning mansion—realization striking them like a thunderbolt.

(Background music: Ram Ram Jai Raja Ram, Ram Ram Jai Sita Ram…)

The truth has finally been unveiled.

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To be continued.

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Very good you clubbed all into one

Now you can delete the individual ones.

And continue the FF here

You can also then try writing OS on pranbir

Specially on the awesome and not suffocating confession of Ranbir

Keep up the work

Keep trying

Originally posted by: Aleyamma47

This Romance Fanfiction is essentionally centered around the YOUNGER GENERATION characters of the famous KKB (Kumkum Bhagya) series; Therefore, the main characters of the series are :

(In alphabetical order)

a) Aryan Khanna : Purab's second son from Aliyah. Is a happy go lucky personality who leads a very carefree life unaware of the indifferences which exists between his parents and unaware that he as an elder half-brother who has planed a BIG REVENGE against him. He is Ranbir's best-friend and helps him a lot in his love life, which eventually leads himself to fall in love with Shahana.

b) Mishti Kohli : Vikram and Pallavi's younger child and Ranbir's younger sister. She is a shy girl but also a very naughty prank maker in front of her brother. She thinks that Ranbir loves Rhea and often tries to impress her thinking her to be her "FUTURE BHABHI". She falls for Aryan when the latter saves her from Sanju's molestation during the Diwali fire accident, unbeknownst that Aryan considers her like his own sister.

c) Prachi Arora : Pragya and Abhi's second daughter, Kiara's younger sister and Rhea's elder twin. She was separated from Abhi soon after birth when Pragya and Abhi separted. She has a deep dislike towards her father as she feels her father disowned herself and her mother during her childhood. She is intelligent and hard working. She at first forms a wrong impression on Ranbir due to his flirtatious attitude but later his sweet and caring nature hidden behind his "BAD BOY" image makes her to fall for him.

d) Priyanka Rane : She is one of Abhishek's late friend's daughter. She is just a month older to Rhea but have always been like her twin sister. She is very arrogant in her personality. Unbeknownst to hers and Abhi's family, she has a deep PSYCHOTIC OBSSESION towards Rishi which tends her to hurt or kill anyone.

e) Ranbir Kohli : Vikram and Pallavi's elder child. His attitude and singing talent ressembles Abhi a lot. Being a good singer and a great football player, he is a college hearthrob of all the women in his college except for Prachi, which often leads into a fight between the two. He always misunderstood that he loves Rhea who just like him is a heathrob of all the men in his college, but later on with the help of Aryan and Abhi, he realizes his true feelings are only for Prachi.

f) Rakhi Sood aka Kiara Mehra : Biological eldest daughter of Abhi and Pragya and adoptive daughter of Nikhil and Tanu. Inherited singing talent from her father and bad eyesight from her mother, thus has to wear a goggled spectacles. She is cheerful, bubbly, positive and strong except when she is in front of her adoptive parents. Had to go through a HORRIBLE TRAGIC INCIDENT which lands her in the city of DELHI where her REAL PARENTS live. Even though her voice and music ressembles Abhi, her attiude towards life ressembles Pragya.

g) Rhea Mehra : Pragya and Abhi's youngest daughter. Kiara's youngest sister and Prachi's younger twin. Being an aspiring supermodel, she is arrogant, bossy and stubborn in nature. Separated from Pragya soon after her birth, she was deeply influenced by Aliyah which instills a deep hatred inside her for her mother. However, unbeknownst to the fact, that Pragya is infact her mother, she develops a strong bond of love and respect for Pragya which also brings a positive transformation in her character.

h) Rishi Daval : Sarita Behen's daughter, Anuradha and Shekhar's son. He is a very timid person, who doesn't opens up easily about himself to anybody. He shifts into Sarita behen's house after becoming Poorab's employee and befriends Prachi and Shahana. However, his past relationship with Priyanka often lands him in trouble which aggravates with the latter misunderstanding Shahana to be his fiancée. After Shahana's gutsy encounters with Priyanka where everytime, Shahana tackles Priyanka in a tough manner, makes him to develop feelings for her unbeknownst to the fact that Shahana loves Aryan.

i) Sanju aka Rohit Gill : A complete jerk in personality from Hoshiarpur. He comes to Delhi to win Prachi, and at first becomes Rhea's aid in her plottings against Prachi. Later, when Rhea has a character reformation, he is called back by Priyanka through Sunny and from that time, he starts spending more time with Sunny, developing a bond of brotherly friendship towards him. He often plays a comic role in ruining the evil ploys of Priyanka.

j) Shahana Arora : Daljeet Beeji's granddaughter and Pragya's adoptive daughter. She is a chirpy and fun-loving girl. She loves to pull Prachi's legs with Ranbir, which also eventually helps Prachi to realise her love. On the other hand, She too falls love for Aryan through their small constant petty fights and his helping attitude.

k) Sunil Sharma aka Sunny Khanna : Purab's first son from Disha. Professionally a fasion designer, which his proved through his own costumes. Introvertive in life with a lot of secrets hidden within himself. He holds a grudge against his dad whom he holds reponsible for being orphaned during childhood, as a result of which he has a very deep hatred for his younger half-brother Aryan whom he feels got everything on which he had a right on. Is a personal aid of Priyanka but does allow her plan to hurt any innocent or his dear ones especially, his CHUCKS Abhi & his family. He always see to the fact that his revenge on his dad and his brother does not affect any one else.

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Chapter 21

In the previous chapter, you witnessed the fire accident at Mehra Mansion, which was also my way, as a writer, of highlighting the dangers of using firecrackers. I drew inspiration from the real-life Puthingal Temple tragedy, an incident that deeply moved me and one that I felt compelled to incorporate into my writing.

That said, my intention was never to suggest that firecrackers should be completely avoided—only that we must be cautious while using them, ensuring not only our own safety but also that of others and, most importantly, the environment.

Of course, I’m not here to give lectures and bore my readers! This marks the final episode of the Diwali Party track, and while Arhana fans might face a bit of disappointment, there’s a small surprise for Pranbir fans that will unfold in the upcoming chapter.

As for Kiara/Sunny fans, I sincerely apologize—Kiara does make an appearance, but Sunny does not, as his inclusion wouldn't align logically with the events of this chapter.

Abhi and Pragya stood frozen, their eyes locked, struggling to come to terms with the truth—the young women standing beside them were none other than their long-lost daughters, separated from them two decades ago. Overwhelmed with emotion, they gazed at their daughters, their hearts aching with the weight of lost time.

Memories flooded Abhi’s mind—his first encounter with Prachi when she had appeared in front of his car, the inexplicable pull he had felt toward her from that very moment. He recalled every instance after that—the way he instinctively rushed to protect her whenever she was in trouble, how his heart ached whenever she was behind bars, and how he fiercely defended her against Rhea and the rest of the family, as if she were his own. Every time he had stood by Prachi, it had felt as though he were standing by Rhea herself. And now, he finally understood why—because she was his daughter, his flesh and blood.

Pragya, too, was lost in her memories—the first time she had met Rhea after the accident, the striking resemblance she had noticed between the young girl and Abhi. Even though Rhea had harbored a deep-seated hatred for Prachi, she had always shown a strange affection and reverence toward Pragya, treating her like the mother she never knew. Pragya had always been able to understand Rhea’s pain, just as she did with Prachi. Now, the truth was undeniable. The connection she had felt with Rhea had never been mere coincidence—she was her daughter.

Tears welled in their eyes as they stared at their once-separated children.

But before they could fully process the moment, Prachi’s body gave in to the smoke and exhaustion. She collapsed.

"PRAACHI!" Abhi cried, catching her in his arms. Panic surged through him as he gently shook her. "Prachi, wake up! Open your eyes! Pappa is calling you!" His voice cracked with desperation.

Hearing those words, Rhea was shaken to her core. Her entire world shifted in an instant. Her legs trembled, and before she could steady herself, she lost her footing. With a gasp, she tripped and fell over the balustrade, grabbing onto the metal spindles to stop herself from plummeting into the inferno below. Flames roared beneath her, licking at the base of the balcony.

"DAD!!!" she screamed.

Both Abhi and Pragya turned in horror.

"RHEA!" Pragya ran toward her without a second thought, her heart pounding in terror.

Abhi, still holding Prachi, tried to move forward, but a surge of flames rose between him and Rhea, forcing him back. Gritting his teeth, he shielded Prachi with his body, determined to protect her.

Rhea clung desperately to the metal railing, her fingers burning from the heat. "Auntie, I can’t hold on! It’s too hot!" she cried out, her grip loosening.

"RHEA!" Pragya’s heart clenched in fear. Thinking quickly, she untied her saree pallu and threw it down toward Rhea. "Hold on, beta! I won’t let anything happen to you!"

Rhea grabbed onto the fabric, but the force of her weight pulled Pragya dangerously close to the edge. She let out a startled cry as she was nearly dragged down.

Tears streamed down Rhea’s face as she looked up at Pragya. In that moment, something shifted deep inside her. "Mamma…" she whispered, the word slipping from her lips before she could even think.

Pragya gasped, her vision blurring with tears. "Beta…"

She clung on with all her strength, but her arms trembled under the strain. Her hands burned against the scorching metal, and she winced in pain, her grip weakening.

Just as her strength was about to give out, strong arms wrapped around her from behind.

"Pragya, I’ve got you!" Abhi’s voice was firm, determined. With Prachi still in one arm, he used all his strength to anchor Pragya, pulling both her and Rhea to safety.

With one final effort, they managed to lift Rhea back onto solid ground. As soon as she was safe, the four of them—Abhi, Pragya, Prachi, and Rhea—collapsed into an emotional embrace.

The world around them burned, but in that moment, they had found something they had lost for years—their family.

(Ram Ram Jai Raja Ram, Ram Ram Jai Sita Ram plays in the background.)

Outside the Mehra Mansion

Aryan and Mishti emerged from the burning house, supporting Ranbir between them. His face and arms were badly burned, his strength nearly gone.

Pallavi, Beeji, and Vikram gasped in horror at his condition.

"Where were you?!" Pallavi demanded, tears brimming in her eyes. "What happened to my son?!"

Mishti, still shaken, recounted everything that had transpired. Beeji sobbed as Vikram hurriedly called for an ambulance.

Just then, firefighters rushed toward them. "The fire has spread dangerously! If anyone is still inside, survival will be impossible!"

Fear gripped the hearts of Abhi’s family members.

"Abhi and Rhea are still inside!" Vikram whispered in horror.

"And Pragya and Prachi too!" Sarita Behen’s family worriedly exchanged glances.

Before anyone could react, figures emerged through the thick smoke.

It was Abhi and Pragya, carrying their daughters to safety.

A wave of relief washed over everyone.

Dasi clutched her chest, tears of joy streaming down her face. "Finally… my Ram and Sita have reunited this Diwali!"

(Ram Ram Jai Raja Ram, Ram Ram Jai Sita Ram plays.)

At the Hospital

Elsewhere in the hospital, a young woman named Rakhi sat in the waiting area, accompanied by a nun. She had been feeling unwell and had come for a check-up.

As she waited, she suddenly saw a familiar figure rush past—Abhi, holding an unconscious Prachi, followed closely by Pragya, their faces lined with worry.

Her breath caught in her throat.

"Abhi the Rockstar…" The name echoed in her mind, stirring something deep within her.

A strange unease settled over her. "Why… Why do I feel like I’ve heard this name before?" she whispered, her hands trembling.

The nun placed a gentle hand on her shoulder. "Are you alright, my child?"

Rakhi forced a small smile. "I’m fine." But deep inside, her heart ached. She watched Abhi and Pragya disappear through the doors of the ICU, a single tear slipping down her cheek.

I wish… I had parents who loved me like that…

In the Hospital Corridor

Outside the ICU, Pragya sat with Shahana, who sobbed into her shoulder. "Maasi, nothing will happen to our Prachi, right?" she whispered, her voice breaking.

Pragya tried to be strong for her. She wiped her tears, nodding reassuringly. "No, beta. Prachi is strong. She will be fine."

Standing a few feet away, Aryan watched Shahana with concern. His gaze fell to her bruised, swollen hands. He took a step forward, but before he could reach her, Rishi appeared, blocking his way.

"Shahana, stop crying," Rishi murmured gently. "Prachi will be fine. Look at your hands—they’re getting worse. Let me apply this cream."

Shahana hesitated, but Rishi playfully teased, "I didn’t know the most dangerous girl from Hoshiarpur could cry this much."

A small smile broke through her tears.

Aryan clenched his fists, watching silently as Rishi took her hands.

But when Rishi walked away, Aryan took his chance. Without a word, he knelt beside her and began applying the cream himself.

Shahana gasped, taken aback. "What are you doing?!"

Aryan’s voice was low, filled with unspoken emotion. "Who told you to burn your hands for me?"

Shahana stared at him. "Wouldn’t you have done the same for me?"

"Of course! But look at you—you’re in pain!" His voice cracked as he saw her wince.

A single tear slipped from his eye, falling onto her hand.

Shahana’s breath hitched. "I may be the one with bruises, but… it seems like you’re the one in pain, Aryan."

Their eyes met, unspoken words lingering between them.

In the Doctor’s Office

Meanwhile, the nun and Rakhi anxiously awaited the test results.

The doctor smiled warmly. "There’s nothing to worry about," he announced. "In fact… there’s good news."

The nun and Rakhi exchanged a confused glance.

"She’s pregnant."

Both women froze in shock.

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To be continued.

So, in this episode, you are seeing that Arhana are in love with each other but yet to realize it. However, there is a love triangle formed on both sides for them. Rishi has fallen for Shahana, while Mishti for Aryan. For Pranbir fans, you will get see the surprise when they gain consciousness in the next episode. So just wait and hope I didn't make this episode too filmy with emotions.