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After dropping Anushka at her home, Virat arrives at his own, with Rahul by his side.

"Nervous?" Rahul asks, noticing the tension on Virat's face.

"Yes, it's been six months. I don't know how Mom and Dad will react." Virat admits, his voice laced with uncertainty.

"Come on, bhai. Mom and Dad will be thrilled to see you. Just keep a smile on your face and step out." Rahul reassures him as he gets out of the car. He stops the driver from opening the door for Virat and Rahul himself opens the door. "Come, king. Your kingdom awaits."

Virat chuckles, shaking his head. "Such a drama queen you are."

Taking a deep breath, Virat steps out of the car, forcing a smile. The Kulkarni mansion, grand and elegant, stretches before him. Its sprawling lawns and intricate wooden carvings reflect the family's old-world charm, while the familiar warmth of home fills the air, the glow of sunset is making house shine.

"Home at last." Virat murmurs, feeling a wave of nostalgia as he follows Rahul toward the entrance. The scent of fresh flowers and his mother's cooking greets him as he steps inside.

Kabir Kulkarni, sits on the sofa, casually watching TV. But it's his wife, Savi, with a warm smile, who rushes forward from the kitchen and envelops Virat in a tight embrace.

"Virat, you're finally home!" she exclaims, her voice thick with emotion.

Virat laughs, returning the hug. "I missed you, Mom. It's been too long."

Savi pulls back slightly, still holding onto him. "I hope you've learned your lesson." she says with a knowing smile as the workers begin shifting his luggage to his floor.

"Of course, Mom." Virat replies, hiding a smile at the thought of his time in the UK.

Kabir stands up, his presence always commanding. "Good to have you back, son.", Both Savi and Kabir are eager to see Virat, they were little angry about Virat's aggressive behaviour in the pub six months back, but it faded away seeing Virat in front of them.

"Dad..." Virat says, walking over to his father. He bends to touch his father's feet in respect, then grins. "How about we play golf tomorrow.?"

"That sounds interesting." Kabir replies lightly, turning toward the lift as it opens with a soft chime. Maids carry Virat's luggage to his floor, and as the elevator door opens, Shubman steps out, calling out to his big brother.

"Welcome back, Virat bhai!" Shubman's voice rings out, and he rushes forward, engulfing Virat in a massive hug. Despite the ten-year age gap, the bond between the two brothers is unshakable. Virat has always treated Shubman and Rahul like his own children, and the affection is evident in their embrace.

"Enough, baby brother! I can't breathe!" Virat laughs, struggling to free himself from the tight hug.

"No way, I've missed you too much!" Shubman insists, refusing to let go.

Virat laughs again, though he's gasping for air. "Okay, okay, let me go!"

"I'm enjoying this 'Bharat Milap' moment, but let me join you both!" Rahul says, stepping forward to hug both brothers. Though Rahul is usually reserved, he's openly affectionate with his family and friends.

"Mom!" Virat calls out in mock exasperation, but Savi stands by, watching the three brothers with a soft smile. A tear glimmers in her eye, but she quickly wipes it away, not wanting anyone to notice.

Kabir, standing beside her, smiles as he watches their children. "They look so happy... what else do we need.?" he muses.

Savi nods, her smile gentle. "I just hope they stay this happy, forever. No evil eye, please."

"Alright, enough with the love-fest." she says, gently wiping her eyes. "Let your brother breathe! He just got here."

Shubman and Rahul release their hold, and Virat lets out a long breath. "Finally. Thank you, Mom."

Shubman grins. "We're just showing you some love, bhai."

"Show your love later." Savi teases. "Virat, go freshen up. Dinner's almost ready."

"Sure, Mom." Virat says, heading toward the elevator, followed closely by Rahul and Shubman.

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In Virat's floor, as he freshens up in the bathroom, Rahul and Shubman start rifling through his suitcase for their gifts.

Shubman picks up a sleek box. "iPhone! My gift." he declares excitedly.

"Take it. I'm not asking for it." Rahul answers dryly. "By the way; it's just the latest iPhone model not Zasha to be this possessive."

"Well, I'm the first one to have this new model iphone in India, so I'm lucky." Shubman grins, holding it up.

Virat joins them, wiping his face with a towel. "What's going on, boys? How's Mumbai?"

"Same. Nothing's changed." Rahul shrugs.

"Mumbai's colorful for me. I'm excited to meet new people every day." Shubman responds, his phone vibrating. He smiles, looking at the message and starts typing away.

Virat whispers to Rahul, "Our baby brother is soo in love."

Rahul whispers back, "Don't ask. Sometimes it's irritating to see how he's always glued to his phone."

"Teen love, this is common." Virat clears his throat. He turns to Shubman. "Shubman Kulkarni sir, do you have time for us?"

"Arey bhai..." Shubman sets his phone aside. "It's just Zasha asking about tomorrow's lunch plans. That's it."

Before Virat can respond, a maid arrives to announce that dinner is ready. All three brothers head toward the dining hall to join their parents.

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At dinner, Virat opens a hot box and smiles at the sight of food. "Aloo paratha? I thought you'd make chole bhature, Mom."

Virat feigns disappointment, but Savi immediately defends herself. "Tomorrow morning, I was busy with my kitty friends today and forgot to tell the chef. But tomorrow, for sure."

"Virat, what are your plans tomorrow?" Kabir asks, leaning back in his chair.

"Nothing. I'm planning to rest." Virat replies, taking a bite.

"I thought you'd come to the office tomorrow. Take rest this weekend, start work from next week." Kabir advises.

"Dad, what about the pan-India project with the South Star.?" Virat questions, changing the subject.

"It's still in the initial stages." Rahul answers. "We're not getting the right story."

"We're looking for a suitable story for the project. We don't want to start something big without the right story." Kabir adds.

"Fair enough." Virat says, nodding.

Savi interrupts, raising a finger. "No more work talk at the dinner table. Eat, everyone."

As they continue eating, Savi notices Shubman distracted by his phone. "Shubman Kulkarni, do I need to take that phone from you again?"

"Mom, I'm just watching the airport videos of Virat bhai and Anushka di... Wait, what do I call her?" Shubman asks, his teasing grin directed at Virat.

"Shubman Kabir Kulkarni, just eat." Virat glares at him.

Kabir looks at Virat with concern. "Did you talk to Anushka, Virat? Is everything okay at her home.?"

"My phone's dead, it's charging. I'll call her after dinner." Virat reassures his father.

"How about a family lunch at the Taj hotel tomorrow? Invite Anushka too, Virat." Savi says with a smile.

"Mom, let's plan a family dinner instead. Actually, I have a lunch plan with Zasha." Shubman blushes slightly.

"Sure, family dinner at the Taj tomorrow. No excuses. I want everyone there." Savi declares firmly. She turns to Virat. "Invite Anushka too. No excuses."

"Sure, Mom." Virat responds as they finish dinner and begin taking pictures on Shubman's phone.

As the phone rings, Shubman excuses himself. "Just a second. I'll be right back."

Rahul glances at Kabir. "Dad, all these brunches, dinner dates... better cut it off before it get out of hand."

"I don't see anything wrong with dating at this age." Virat says, shrugging.

"They're so in love, it feels unrealistic sometimes." Rahul says with a hint of concern.

"Just teenage love, Rahul. It fades as quickly the way it started." Savi comments.

"Sometimes those memories haunt you for a lifetime." Virat adds softly, then shrugs. "But it's better to leave them to figure it out. In time, they'll understand."

"I agree with Virat. As I said earlier, any publicity is good publicity. Don't worry." Kabir assures them.

Savi looks at Rahul, sensing something is bothering him. "What's on your mind, Rahul?"

Rahul sighs. "I'm concerned about Shubman, Mom. He's too attached to Zasha. I don't want him to get hurt in future."

"I agree with Rahul." Virat adds, his tone serious.

"Sometimes I think the same." Savi admits quietly.

Kabir shakes his head, dismissing their concerns. "You're all overthinking it. Shubman will be fine. He's not weak. Don't worry."

Rahul changes the subject, trying to shift the focus. "Virat bhai, I didn't find my gift in the bag. Only Shubman's gift was there."

Virat pauses, thinking for a moment. "Wait..." He snaps his fingers. "Oh no, I kept that bag with Anushka's luggage. I'll message her about it."

Shubman finishes his call and joins them at the table, slipping his phone back into his pocket. "What's going on?" he asks, sensing the shift in conversation.

The conversation drifts on laughing and joking together. Savi watches them with contentment, her heart swelling with joy at the sight of her three sons. She smiles unaware what the future holds for them all.....

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