Bechara Dil Kya Kare: An IshRa SS

"Shagun?" Ishita was walking back to her car after meeting a friend for dinner when she saw Shagun staggering and struggling to keep her balance outside the hotel. The manager was trying to hold her up, but he was getting pretty irritated.

"Do you know her?" He asked with a silent plea in his voice, hoping to get this drunken woman off his hands.

Ishita had a moral dilemma, should she say no and be on her way to her family and forget the whole incident? Or should she say yes and bring a whole bunch of crap onto herself? She started to turn away, ready to walk away, but something stopped her.

She sighed. "Yes, I do," her voice was meek, hoping that the manager wouldn't hear her and let her go.

"Oh thank god," the manager said under his breath, but Ishita made out what he said and made a face. "Please take her! She's been drinking all night and is out of control! I'm trying to find out where she lives so that I can send her on her way, but she's too drunk to know that either!" Ishita felt bad for the poor guy, he was just doing his job. But he brightened up instantly. "But now that you're here, please take her, madam. I have lots of work to do! Good night!" And with that, he left Shagun in the able hands of Ishita Bhalla.

"Aiyoo Murugan, what the hell have I done? Now what am I supposed to do with this madam?" Ishita struggled to keep Shagun standing straight, and eventually gave up and slung Shagun's hands over her own shoulders and started walking to her car. "I couldn't have left her here right? That wouldn't be moral. I'm moral. I'm moral. I'm a moron."

Shagun groaned and looked up at Ishita, finally realizing who this was. "Ishitaaa! You're here? Hiii! How's Ruhi? How's Ramannn? Does he still miss me?" Ishita rolled her eyes. Is this why she was helping Shagun? To hear about Raman's unending love for his ex-wife?

"Shagun, you've had too much to drink. Let me drop you home and you'll be your way and I'll be mine." Ishita really didn't want to get into conversation with Shagun when she was sober, so why in the world would she want to talk to a drunk Shagun? It was like seven times the stupidity because there was no filter between Shagun's thoughts and words.

"Home? I can't go homeee. Ashok baby kicked me ooout," and with that, Shagun started crying miserably, her mascara streaming down her face and her wails hurting Ishita's ears.

"Umm...so what do you want me to do? Drop you to a friend's house?" Ishita obviously couldn't believe what she was hearing about Ashok but she honestly didn't give a shit. It was Ashok and Shagun, honestly. Why would she need to care about their problems when they created enough problems in her life anyways?

"I don't have friends, Ishitaaa!" Between her wails, Shagun was somehow able to make that sentence and Ishita wasn't that surprised. Shagun didn't seem like the type to make friends.

After much contemplating and fighting with herself, Ishita's moral compass pointed in one direction. Bhalla House.

Originally posted by: prachi_vrushan

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Originally posted by: simples28

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Originally posted by: exploringmyself

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Originally posted by: -IshRaDivAn-

Aahh..awesome start...
Ishu called herself a moron..😆 Well, there she goes...taking the drama queen to Bhalla house..

Do continue..will be waiting for the next part...Please PM me if possible.. 😊

Thanks.. 😊

Originally posted by: Lata_ishra

Gud start...pls continue

Originally posted by: whitelily

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Originally posted by: Nikki_Titli

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"Ishita, you're bringing a storm into your own life by doing this," Toshiji sighed. She knew how selfless her bahu was, but she also knew how stupid she was. First she brought Param into the house and adamantly stood her ground when she was asked to kick him out again, and now she was bringing her husband's first wife? Was this woman mad or what? "Raman won't take it, he just won't take it. Why don't you understand? Wasn't Param enough Ishita?"

"Mummyji, it's just for one night. The manager was kicking her out of the hotel I was having dinner at, and on humanity grounds, I couldn't just leave her there, in the state that she's in." Ishita was now completely supporting Shagun's limp body as she had pretty much passed out on the drive to the Bhalla House and Shagun wasn't as feathery as she looked. "Let me put her to bed and then I will come talk to you," she said as she staggered under the weight of her husband's ex-wife to her room and dumped the woman she should be staying away from on the bed.

What could Toshiji say? Her bahu was a pagal, ziddi, bewakoof, and good-hearted woman. She shook her head as she walked back into the kitchen to finish the dishes. She was still the best match for her son. Kahan Shagun, aur kahan Ishita.

When Ishita freshened up and did her nightly routine of checking on her daughter, her devar, her sister, and her parents next door, she went to the kitchen to help her mother-in-law with all the work that was still left. She felt guilty leaving all the housework and having a night out with her friend, but Toshiji was the one that forced her to go, and surprisingly, so did Raman.

"Jaa puttar, thoda ghum aa. All you do is go to clinic, come home, work here, sleep, and go to clinic the next day. Thoda mazaa vi kiya karte hain," Toshiji had said to her daughter-in-law, hoping that she would stop worrying about everyone around her for once and worry about herself. A human needed some me-time.

"Haan, Ishita, you need to get out more. You're such a hermit, it makes me ashamed to say you're my wife. Plus, if you go out more you'll learn some people skills and not embarrass me every time we go out." Raman obviously didn't mean what he was saying, but he just didn't know how to express his worry for his wife's wellbeing without being coarse. The years had taken their toll on him, and he had forgotten what it meant to show care for someone. It took several months of Ishita's boring, sade hue lectures to make Raman realize he should at least show some love to his small daughter. And that was a big deal. So obviously, it would take time. But at least Kud Kud Kumar was learning to care for a woman intimately again.

Coming back to the present, Ishita smiled at what Raman had said. She knew he cared for her, but she didn't understand why he couldn't be nice to her. Just as she was thinking of her khadoos pati, he walked into the house, throwing his briefcase on the coffee table.

"Think of the devil, and the devil appears," Ishita muttered under her breath.

Toshiji heard her and chuckled while thanking Mata Rani for such a beautiful jodi.

"Ishita, bohot bhook lagi hai, can you please serve dinner?" Raman seriously had a really bad day, and he just wanted to have dinner and go to sleep on his comfortable bed. Ruhi was sleeping with her chachu today, so he had the bed all to himself.

"If you ask so politely, toh jaan bhi de dun," Ishita smiled and then realized what she said. She shut up immediately and told him to change quickly and she'd have dinner ready when he came out.

As Raman went into his room, Toshiji and Ishita remembered that there was something in there that Raman wouldn't want to see--"

Originally posted by: rutu83

moral becomes moron 😆
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