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Maanvi looked at her engagement ring and smiled. She remembered how it was chosen. Swamini Bua was in for a big rock, but she wanted a small, elegant ring. A promise, not a fortune. They were sitting in the hall in the Vadhera house, all of them. The ring was all but bought, and Maanvi looked at her fiance, silently begging and hoping her would understand. He nodded at her, before stopping his Bua and choosing the perfect ring. She didn't know how he knew that was the one she wanted, but he made the perfect choice. It was a thin gold band with a small diamond on it. Swamini Bua tried to convince them to choose the other one, but Virat just gave Maanvi a reassuring smile and gave the ring to the seller to make the bill.
She looked at her city, from her terrace. This was the place where they met the first time, and he was coming to meet her today, after two whole weeks of seperation and she wanted them to meet in the terrace, because it was he first time he was coming to Hrishikesh, not as Jeevika's brother-in-law but as the future son-in-law of the house, as her future husband. She looked at her watch and frowned. He was half an hour late. Trust him to be late.
"Kahan hain yeh Chep? Hamesha late." She turned around to get her phone from her bedroom and blast him left and right, but instead bumped in to someone. She opened her mouth furiously, ready to scream at the person but realized that it was Virat.. who was panting heavily and sweating.
"Virat? Kya hua? Olympics mein bhaag ke aaye ho?" She held his shoulders and guided him to the cot that was kept on the terrace and took the glass of water, that was kept for him before sitting next to him. "Yeh lo. Paani pi lo."
He took the glass, and chugged down all the water.
"Woh.." He was still panting slightly. " Tumhare.. tumahre punters ne. Meri band baja di."
She looked at him incredulously. Why would her punters do anything to him?
"Kya? Pagal ho gaye ho kya? Woh tumhari band kyun bajaenge?"
He was breathing normally now. He looked at her and quizzically.
"Acha? Tumne unhe nahi bola, ki mujhe upni jeep se utaar kar, mujhe hazaar sawaal
puche are phir mujhe tumhare ghar tak baghae?"
She stared at him, shocked out of her wits. Why would they do that? They knew that Virat was her fiance.
"Main bhala unse yeh sab kyun kahoongi? Tum pagal ho gaye ho kya? Aur woh tumse sawaal kyun karenge?"
He chuckled slightly, before replying.
"Kyunki meri hone-wali-gharwaali, woh mera test le rahe the. Ek toh, mujhse bada gussa the, kyunki main tumhe unse door leke jaa raha hoon. Doosra, woh yeh dekhna chahte thi, agar mein tumse sacha pyaar karta hoon, aur agar main tumhara khayaal rakhoonga ki nahi."
She burst into a fit of giggles, and he looked at her, amused and slightly offended.
"Tum!" She giggled once more "Test paas kiya?" She managed before laughing heartily once again.
"Unhone kujhe itna bhagaaya aur tum hass rahi ho?"
She calmed herself down and looked at him. He was pouting and looking in the opposite direction.
"Awwle" She pinched his cheek to make him look at her "Gussa ho gaye? Chalo mere saath. Mujhe pata hain, ki aaj hum kya karne wale hain."
"Kya karne wale hain?" He raised his eyebrow and looked at her as she stood up and took his hand, dragging him towards the house.
"Maanvi?"
"Chalo toh." She took him down, to the hall where every one was sitting. She smiled at Beeji and was about to ask her if they could go out, when she saw her looking at there hands and then looking at her pointedly. She immediately let go out his hand.
"Uhh, woh, Beeji kya hum bahar jaa sakte hain?"
"Kyun? Kahan jaana chahte ho?" Beeji smiled at Virat.
"Main Virat ko officially mere punters se milwana chahti hoon." She looked at Virat slyly from the corner of her eye. He was glaring at her. She stifled a laugh and looked
back at Beeji, who nodded at her, but shook her head slightly, warning her not to do anything naughty. She nodded her head and left the house, with Virat following close behind.
"Maanvi, kya kar rahi ho tum? Tumhe pata bhi hain ki unhone mujhe kitna bhagaya?"
"Wahi toh na. Main apne punters se bahut pyaar karti hoon, aur tumse," She eyed him thoughtfully "Bhi thoda karti hoon. Issliye tum sab ko ladna nahi chahiye."
"Oh, hello! Main mab lada tumhare punters se? Shaitaan bache hain woh sab ke sab."
"Virat, mere punters ko kuch mat kehna! Warna tumhe maar dungi main." She stopped and put her hands on her hips and glared at him.
"Acha theek hain. Ab chalo, tumhare punters se milne chalte hain." He indicated that she go ahead with his hand, and she walked ahead of him, leading the way.
"Arrey meri Sherni. Hum saath nahi chal sakte kya?" Virat called from behind her, and she smirked and started to walk faster.
Maanvi had only walked a few steps when she felt a pulled on her hand, and Virat pulled her back. She stumpled slightly but he steadied her and she glared at him.
"Kya hain?"
"Ab toh kadam se kadam milake chalna hain. Aadat laga lo." He winked at her and grasped her hand firmly. "Chalo."
She smiled at him, and guided him to the spot where she knew they would be. At a garden near the Ganga Ghat. They walked hand in hand, glancing at each other ever so often. And she'd blush and look down every time he caught her looking at him.
They reached the garden, and Maanvi paused to make sure they were there. She would them under a tree, with three of them sitting on the bench, and two sitting on the grass, and one of them pacing. She smiled, knowing exactly what they were up to. She looked at Virat, who was eying them suspiciously and shook her head. She tugged on his hand and went to her punters. One of them, Chiku, saw her and shushed everyone. She laughed as she reached the tree.
"Kya chupa rahe ho mere shero?" She let go fo Virat's hand as all of them went up to her and hugged her all at once, screaming her name in glee. She laughed and hugged them back. Beeji had forbidden them from meeting her today, saying that she should be only with Virat.
"Maine suna, ki tum logo ne Virat ko bahut bhagaya?" She asked as they let go of her.
"Yeh, tumhare hone wale Jiju hain. Thoda izzat toh banta hain na?"
"Lekin agar isne - " Maanvi glared at Ankita, her eight year old punter. "Mera matlab, agar Jiju ne aapko dukh pahunchaya toh? Waise bhi woh aapko hum se door le jaa rahe hain." Ankita huffed and crossed her arms, while the rest of them nodded vigorously.
Maanvi looked at Virat, to see what he had to say. He was smiling at the kids. He kneeled down beside Ankita and held her arms.
"Aapka naam kya hain?" Virat looked up at the little girl, and Maanvi stared in awe.
"Ankita." She murmured, still pouting with her arms crossed.
"Yeh toh bada sundar naam hain." He uncrossed her arms and took her tiny hands in his big, warm ones. "Ankita, aapko darr hain, ki main aapki Maanvi Di ko chot pahunchaaonga? Toh main aapko yeh bata doon, ki main kabhi bhi aapki Di ko chot nahi pahunchaaonga. Jaan booch kar, toh kabhi bhi nahi, kyun jab woh rohti hain, toh mujhe bhi rona aata hain. Aur agar kabhi galti se pahuncha bhi diya, toh main unke paer pakad kar maafi maanguga."
"Promise?" Ankita asked him, extending her hand,, with a little smile on her face.
"Pakka promise." He put his hand in hers and grasped it. "Kya aap meri dost banogi?"
She nodded her head and smiled widely at him. Maanvi watched as Virat opened his arms wide, and Ankita flung her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly. Her eyes welled up. She had never expected him to be so good with kids. She knew that Shlok loved him, but she thought that was only because they were cousins. Virat and Ankita parted and he got back on his feet, Ankita didnt let go of his hand, though.
"Aur mein aap sab se promise karta hoon ki main aapki Di ko yahan, aap sab se milne lata rahoonga. Friends?" All of them nodded and gave him wide smiles, and he smiled back.
Maanvi could only stare at him. She fell in love with him all over again. Just to see him so good with her punters made her respect and love him more. She idly wondered how he would be with their kids. Wait, their kids? She started blushing and looked down. They werent even married yet.
"Maanvi Didi, kya hum sab Jiju ke saath Hrishikesh ghoom sakte hain?" Maanvi looked at the kids who were looking at her with puppy dog expressions. When was she one to stop anyone from having fun? But she looked at Virat, who smiled at nodded at her.
She looked back at them and grinned.
"Yeh bhi koi poochne ki baat hain? Chalo!"
They all walked to the market together, crowding around Virat and bombarding him with question. Maanvi walked behind them, to see how they bonded, enjoying watching Virat with kids. Ankita still hadnt let go of his hand. He answered every question, adding a pinch of humor to each answer and making all of them laugh.
"Virat Jiju, mujhe balloons chahiye. Kya aap khareed sakte ho? Please?"
"Haan, haan. Chalo."
They all walked to the man selling balloons there and he bought all of then one balloon each. He looked at Maanvi and raised an eyebrow, asking her why she was so quiet. She shook her head and smiled.
"Bhacho, chalo, hum aapko cotton candy bhi khilate hain." He took all of them close by, where cotton candy was being sold. He handed all of them one and bought another one. He went up to Maanvi and offered it to her. She was going to take the stick when he moved it out of her reach.
"Arrey?"
"Uh-uh. Hum share karenge." He winked at her, and she was about to retort saying that she wanted one for herself when he broke off some and put it in her mouth.
"Sharing is caring, Bandariya."
They spent the whole day in the market. The kids took him to the Ghat. He was very patient with them, and Maanvi hardly spoke all day. She loved seeing this new side of him, that she didnt know existed.
"Acha, chalo. Ab hume jaana hoga. Andhera hone wala hain aur tum logon ko bhi ghar
jaana hain." Maanvi called out to the kids. They were all sitting at the Ghat, looking out the river. She was sitting beside Virat, hand in hand.
"Lekin - "
"Maanvi theek keh rahi hain. Hum sab ko jaana hoga." They all nodded sadly and got up.
They decided to leave the kids to their homes, since it was getting late and they were neighbours so they didnt have to walk too much. Just as they were reaching the kids' homes, they all stopped and Chiku, the eldest one turned to look at Virat and Maanvi who were walking behind them, holding hands.
"Jiju, hum aapse kuch kehna chahte hain."
"Haan bolo na."
"Hum aapse maafi mangna chahte hain. Hum nahi jaante the ki aap itne achche ho. Sorry Jiju."
"Tum logon ko maafi maangne ki koi zaroorat nahi hain. Main samajhta hoon. Aap sab Maanvi se bahut pyaar karte hain."
"Aur aapki gaadi?"
"Woh, hum dono kal jaa kar le aaengi."
Just then Virat got a call. He took out his phone, and Maanvi watched as he smiled at the caller ID.
"Bhai ka phone hain." He told her and walked a few feet away from them.
"Maanvi Didi, Jiju bahut achche hain. Agar aap humse door bhi jaao toh hume zyada bura nahi lagega. Woh aapka bahut khayal rakhenge."
Maanvi looked at Virat, talking on the phone and laughing at something Viren said, and the smile on her face came automatically.
"Mujhe pata hain."
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Maanvi looked at her engagement ring and smiled. She remembered how it was chosen. Swamini Bua was in for a big rock, but she wanted a small, elegant ring. A promise, not a fortune. They were sitting in the hall in the Vadhera house, all of them. The ring was all but bought, and Maanvi looked at her fiance, silently begging and hoping her would understand. He nodded at her, before stopping his Bua and choosing the perfect ring. She didn't know how he knew that was the one she wanted, but he made the perfect choice. It was a thin gold band with a small diamond on it. Swamini Bua tried to convince them to choose the other one, but Virat just gave Maanvi a reassuring smile and gave the ring to the seller to make the bill.
She looked at her city, from her terrace. This was the place where they met the first time, and he was coming to meet her today, after two whole weeks of seperation and she wanted them to meet in the terrace, because it was he first time he was coming to Hrishikesh, not as Jeevika's brother-in-law but as the future son-in-law of the house, as her future husband. She looked at her watch and frowned. He was half an hour late. Trust him to be late.
"Kahan hain yeh Chep? Hamesha late." She turned around to get her phone from her bedroom and blast him left and right, but instead bumped in to someone. She opened her mouth furiously, ready to scream at the person but realized that it was Virat.. who was panting heavily and sweating.
"Virat? Kya hua? Olympics mein bhaag ke aaye ho?" She held his shoulders and guided him to the cot that was kept on the terrace and took the glass of water, that was kept for him before sitting next to him. "Yeh lo. Paani pi lo."
He took the glass, and chugged down all the water.
"Woh.." He was still panting slightly. " Tumhare.. tumahre punters ne. Meri band baja di."
She looked at him incredulously. Why would her punters do anything to him?
"Kya? Pagal ho gaye ho kya? Woh tumhari band kyun bajaenge?"
He was breathing normally now. He looked at her and quizzically.
"Acha? Tumne unhe nahi bola, ki mujhe upni jeep se utaar kar, mujhe hazaar sawaal
puche are phir mujhe tumhare ghar tak baghae?"
She stared at him, shocked out of her wits. Why would they do that? They knew that Virat was her fiance.
"Main bhala unse yeh sab kyun kahoongi? Tum pagal ho gaye ho kya? Aur woh tumse sawaal kyun karenge?"
He chuckled slightly, before replying.
"Kyunki meri hone-wali-gharwaali, woh mera test le rahe the. Ek toh, mujhse bada gussa the, kyunki main tumhe unse door leke jaa raha hoon. Doosra, woh yeh dekhna chahte thi, agar mein tumse sacha pyaar karta hoon, aur agar main tumhara khayaal rakhoonga ki nahi."
She burst into a fit of giggles, and he looked at her, amused and slightly offended.
"Tum!" She giggled once more "Test paas kiya?" She managed before laughing heartily once again.
"Unhone kujhe itna bhagaaya aur tum hass rahi ho?"
She calmed herself down and looked at him. He was pouting and looking in the opposite direction.
"Awwle" She pinched his cheek to make him look at her "Gussa ho gaye? Chalo mere saath. Mujhe pata hain, ki aaj hum kya karne wale hain."
"Kya karne wale hain?" He raised his eyebrow and looked at her as she stood up and took his hand, dragging him towards the house.
"Maanvi?"
"Chalo toh." She took him down, to the hall where every one was sitting. She smiled at Beeji and was about to ask her if they could go out, when she saw her looking at there hands and then looking at her pointedly. She immediately let go out his hand.
"Uhh, woh, Beeji kya hum bahar jaa sakte hain?"
"Kyun? Kahan jaana chahte ho?" Beeji smiled at Virat.
"Main Virat ko officially mere punters se milwana chahti hoon." She looked at Virat slyly from the corner of her eye. He was glaring at her. She stifled a laugh and looked
back at Beeji, who nodded at her, but shook her head slightly, warning her not to do anything naughty. She nodded her head and left the house, with Virat following close behind.
"Maanvi, kya kar rahi ho tum? Tumhe pata bhi hain ki unhone mujhe kitna bhagaya?"
"Wahi toh na. Main apne punters se bahut pyaar karti hoon, aur tumse," She eyed him thoughtfully "Bhi thoda karti hoon. Issliye tum sab ko ladna nahi chahiye."
"Oh, hello! Main mab lada tumhare punters se? Shaitaan bache hain woh sab ke sab."
"Virat, mere punters ko kuch mat kehna! Warna tumhe maar dungi main." She stopped and put her hands on her hips and glared at him.
"Acha theek hain. Ab chalo, tumhare punters se milne chalte hain." He indicated that she go ahead with his hand, and she walked ahead of him, leading the way.
"Arrey meri Sherni. Hum saath nahi chal sakte kya?" Virat called from behind her, and she smirked and started to walk faster.
Maanvi had only walked a few steps when she felt a pulled on her hand, and Virat pulled her back. She stumpled slightly but he steadied her and she glared at him.
"Kya hain?"
"Ab toh kadam se kadam milake chalna hain. Aadat laga lo." He winked at her and grasped her hand firmly. "Chalo."
She smiled at him, and guided him to the spot where she knew they would be. At a garden near the Ganga Ghat. They walked hand in hand, glancing at each other ever so often. And she'd blush and look down every time he caught her looking at him.
They reached the garden, and Maanvi paused to make sure they were there. She would them under a tree, with three of them sitting on the bench, and two sitting on the grass, and one of them pacing. She smiled, knowing exactly what they were up to. She looked at Virat, who was eying them suspiciously and shook her head. She tugged on his hand and went to her punters. One of them, Chiku, saw her and shushed everyone. She laughed as she reached the tree.
"Kya chupa rahe ho mere shero?" She let go fo Virat's hand as all of them went up to her and hugged her all at once, screaming her name in glee. She laughed and hugged them back. Beeji had forbidden them from meeting her today, saying that she should be only with Virat.
"Maine suna, ki tum logo ne Virat ko bahut bhagaya?" She asked as they let go of her.
"Yeh, tumhare hone wale Jiju hain. Thoda izzat toh banta hain na?"
"Lekin agar isne - " Maanvi glared at Ankita, her eight year old punter. "Mera matlab, agar Jiju ne aapko dukh pahunchaya toh? Waise bhi woh aapko hum se door le jaa rahe hain." Ankita huffed and crossed her arms, while the rest of them nodded vigorously.
Maanvi looked at Virat, to see what he had to say. He was smiling at the kids. He kneeled down beside Ankita and held her arms.
"Aapka naam kya hain?" Virat looked up at the little girl, and Maanvi stared in awe.
"Ankita." She murmured, still pouting with her arms crossed.
"Yeh toh bada sundar naam hain." He uncrossed her arms and took her tiny hands in his big, warm ones. "Ankita, aapko darr hain, ki main aapki Maanvi Di ko chot pahunchaaonga? Toh main aapko yeh bata doon, ki main kabhi bhi aapki Di ko chot nahi pahunchaaonga. Jaan booch kar, toh kabhi bhi nahi, kyun jab woh rohti hain, toh mujhe bhi rona aata hain. Aur agar kabhi galti se pahuncha bhi diya, toh main unke paer pakad kar maafi maanguga."
"Promise?" Ankita asked him, extending her hand,, with a little smile on her face.
"Pakka promise." He put his hand in hers and grasped it. "Kya aap meri dost banogi?"
She nodded her head and smiled widely at him. Maanvi watched as Virat opened his arms wide, and Ankita flung her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly. Her eyes welled up. She had never expected him to be so good with kids. She knew that Shlok loved him, but she thought that was only because they were cousins. Virat and Ankita parted and he got back on his feet, Ankita didnt let go of his hand, though.
"Aur mein aap sab se promise karta hoon ki main aapki Di ko yahan, aap sab se milne lata rahoonga. Friends?" All of them nodded and gave him wide smiles, and he smiled back.
Maanvi could only stare at him. She fell in love with him all over again. Just to see him so good with her punters made her respect and love him more. She idly wondered how he would be with their kids. Wait, their kids? She started blushing and looked down. They werent even married yet.
"Maanvi Didi, kya hum sab Jiju ke saath Hrishikesh ghoom sakte hain?" Maanvi looked at the kids who were looking at her with puppy dog expressions. When was she one to stop anyone from having fun? But she looked at Virat, who smiled at nodded at her.
She looked back at them and grinned.
"Yeh bhi koi poochne ki baat hain? Chalo!"
They all walked to the market together, crowding around Virat and bombarding him with question. Maanvi walked behind them, to see how they bonded, enjoying watching Virat with kids. Ankita still hadnt let go of his hand. He answered every question, adding a pinch of humor to each answer and making all of them laugh.
"Virat Jiju, mujhe balloons chahiye. Kya aap khareed sakte ho? Please?"
"Haan, haan. Chalo."
They all walked to the man selling balloons there and he bought all of then one balloon each. He looked at Maanvi and raised an eyebrow, asking her why she was so quiet. She shook her head and smiled.
"Bhacho, chalo, hum aapko cotton candy bhi khilate hain." He took all of them close by, where cotton candy was being sold. He handed all of them one and bought another one. He went up to Maanvi and offered it to her. She was going to take the stick when he moved it out of her reach.
"Arrey?"
"Uh-uh. Hum share karenge." He winked at her, and she was about to retort saying that she wanted one for herself when he broke off some and put it in her mouth.
"Sharing is caring, Bandariya."
They spent the whole day in the market. The kids took him to the Ghat. He was very patient with them, and Maanvi hardly spoke all day. She loved seeing this new side of him, that she didnt know existed.
"Acha, chalo. Ab hume jaana hoga. Andhera hone wala hain aur tum logon ko bhi ghar
jaana hain." Maanvi called out to the kids. They were all sitting at the Ghat, looking out the river. She was sitting beside Virat, hand in hand.
"Lekin - "
"Maanvi theek keh rahi hain. Hum sab ko jaana hoga." They all nodded sadly and got up.
They decided to leave the kids to their homes, since it was getting late and they were neighbours so they didnt have to walk too much. Just as they were reaching the kids' homes, they all stopped and Chiku, the eldest one turned to look at Virat and Maanvi who were walking behind them, holding hands.
"Jiju, hum aapse kuch kehna chahte hain."
"Haan bolo na."
"Hum aapse maafi mangna chahte hain. Hum nahi jaante the ki aap itne achche ho. Sorry Jiju."
"Tum logon ko maafi maangne ki koi zaroorat nahi hain. Main samajhta hoon. Aap sab Maanvi se bahut pyaar karte hain."
"Aur aapki gaadi?"
"Woh, hum dono kal jaa kar le aaengi."
Just then Virat got a call. He took out his phone, and Maanvi watched as he smiled at the caller ID.
"Bhai ka phone hain." He told her and walked a few feet away from them.
"Maanvi Didi, Jiju bahut achche hain. Agar aap humse door bhi jaao toh hume zyada bura nahi lagega. Woh aapka bahut khayal rakhenge."
Maanvi looked at Virat, talking on the phone and laughing at something Viren said, and the smile on her face came automatically.
"Mujhe pata hain."
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I hope I did justice to your idea, Tanya! Thank you for it! Please tell me what you think?
I hope you all liked this! Please hit the like button and comment? š
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