[SS] Sajda [Meet][Final Part, Pg 4][14th Feb] - Page 2

Okay so I am totally on a residual coffee high right now. So I'm gonna shut up and just post the next part. Whoooooo!

Preet frowned.

That voice.

He turned. Was it really her?

A smile turned up the corners of his lips as his eyes landed on her.

She still haggled with the same fiery spirit he had fallen in love with, but this time there was a lot more anger in it, and he felt bad for the poor vegetable seller. It was obvious she had a lot of pent-up rage.

He wanted to reach out and touch her, hug her. But he was terrified she would look at him with the same repulsion that everyone else around him was looking at him with.

His heart ached for her. Unconsciously he stepped towards her, slowly closing the distance between them.

He froze, his eyes widening. What was he doing?

The vegetable seller had given in and was weighing the carrots, even as she haggled for more carrots. Sighing, the vegetable seller gave them to her.

He backed away.

He had to leave her alone. He had to let her live her own life without him. He had to let her go on with her life with Viren.

Tears built up in his eyes as she turned around, in his direction.

He whirled around quickly, hoping that she hadn't seen him. He swallowed.

Every step he took away from her tore his heart a little.

But it was for her own good.

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Meher frowned at the figure in the maroon shirt. From the back he looked oddly familiar.

An invisible hand closed around her heart. All of a sudden she couldn't breathe.

Was it him? Was it really him?

She took a step back.

It couldn't be him.

She told herself to get a grip.

She swallowed nervously.

It couldn't be him. He was dead.

She turned around, swiping at the tears in her eyes.

It was simple, she told herself, she was missing Preet so much that she was seeing him everywhere.

That was why her heart was telling her that that was Preet.

Hello hello, all you beautiful people! So I'm not in the mood to reply to your comments, but be sure that I read all of them! 😳 Anyway, here's part three, which is my second-favourite part!

The sound of her daughter crying reached her ears before she stepped into the house. She frowned. Her footsteps quickened as her heartbeat raced, afraid that something had happened to Gungun.

She entered the house, and there was Gungun, wailing, with Kulraaj and Heer trying to placate her.

"Kya hua?" she asked.

Heer and Kulraaj turned to her.

"Meher, dekho na, Gungun kaise zidd kar rahi hai!" Heer came to her. "Keh rahi hai ki usse apna Papa chahiye, aur main usse bata raha hoon ki ab Viren uska Papa hai, lekin woh maanti hi nahin!"

Meher resisted the urge to smirk as she was filled with pride. At least Gungun had sense. She moved towards her daughter and knelt down in front of her.

Gungun threw her arms around her mother, sobbing into her shoulder. Meher hugged her back, stroking her hair.

"Kya baat hai, beta?"

"Mama, mujhe Papa chahiye," Gungun answered between sobs. "Aur Maasi aur Bua keh rahein hain ki ab Viren Uncle mera Papa hai lekin Viren Uncle mera Papa nahin hai!"

Meher smiled. She pulled away and dried Gungun's tears. "Beta, tumhare Papa ab waapas nahin aayenge. Aur tumhe Viren Uncle ko Papa bulane ki koi zaroorat nahin hai. Ab sirf teri Mama hai." She heard Kulraaj gasp even as Heer cried her name in exasperation. "Ab Gungun Mama ke saath khelegi?"

that was lovely! I laughed at the part where meher resisted the urge to smirk. I hope preet comes soon and gungun has her papa back!