"Saanvi don't worry it's alright. Everything is fine now. You don't need to worry about anything " Rishi was continuously speaking anxiously.
More than Saanvi, he looked depressed. Just because she turned her head towards the window side recalling all the heroic actions her husband did.

I haven't left my wife neither I plan to do it in the future.

The words were giving her goosebumps throughout her body. How effortlessly he uttered those words. Wasn't he her cute husband? She was astounded by his sudden transformation. When did he turn into a Macho Man?

"For the 10th time Rishi. I am not worrying about anything. "
She spoke as softly as she could.

"Okay," He nodded at her like a scared cat and then focused back on his driving. For him, it was silence before the storm. He was afraid that if he said the same words again she would pounce on him like a cat and scratch his whole face with her big nails.

And then the whole drive was silent. She couldn't detach herself from the memories of her husband taking a stand for her. The soft breezy wind that was stroking the trees caressed her face too. A peaceful smile graced her lips. It feels good to be called his wife. His worry, his care, the way he respects her, and her choices everything makes her feel divine. He doesn't have to put effort to make her happy just his presence makes her feel contented. She doesn't feel bounded like before, she doesn't feel any pressure to be perfect for him. She just feels free with him. She can breathe in peace. Just his presence assures her everything is well. His smile soothes all the pain. Just him holding her hand make her feel solace. Is this what they call love?

The overwhelming fluttering in her heart made her eyes shine with tears of joy, tears of happiness. It feels so good to be with him. It's sheer euphoria to see his smiling face every day. She loves his presence, she loves his feel, she loves his voice, she loves his masculine fragrance, she loves his eyes, she loves his smiles she loves everything about him. She loves him. He is just perfect. Does the man even have any flaws?

The car came to the halt in front of the Sehgal Mansion. Their home. Their happy home. She opened the door to get down the car when she felt a tug on her dupatta.
"Why were you ignoring me? " Rishi held the dupatta end in his end complaining to her about her behavior like a 5-year-old child. She melted looking at him. Who would say this is the same guy who knocked down a man in two punches just a few minutes ago. 

As she kept staring at him she forgot his complaint. He again pulled her dupatta, "Tell me. Did I say something bad to you" He asked again wanting to know her answer.

She leaned a little closer making him nervous, "you never say anything bad " She placed her hands on his shoulders and raised herself to his height, and planted a feathery kiss on his cheek. The soft sensation of the intimate contact touched their soul with love and calmness. It was not just a simple kiss for them. It was fervor flying within them. The same fervor which was making them restless to hold each other in their arms till eternity Because they find Solace in each other's arms.

As his face started getting pink along with hers, she quickly ran inside the house.

Rishi touched his cheek. He was bubbling up with the serenity of her soft lips on his skin. He got down the car not before taking a picture of his cheek. Looking at his blushing face it seemed he won't wash his face at least for a few days.

He ran inside the house to see Saanvi engaged in talking with his crazy family. He huffed at his family. They always take all of his wife and daughter's attention. Glaring at them with accusing eyes he went to their room because he knew nobody gives a  flying shit about his horrible glare.

*
It was evening and Rishi was correcting the mess he created the day before. After getting scolded by Saanvi and ignoring the muffled giggles of his lovely daughter he promised himself to clean it in an hour.

"Rishi " He snapped his head towards her as he heard her serious voice.

"I think we should tell your parents about Suchi not being your biological daughter"

"Saanvi, are his words affecting you? "  Rishi stopping the work turned towards her.

"No Rishi, till when we are going to hide this fact? Let's tell them now before it gets too late. I don't want to keep them in dark. I have seen everyone in the family getting attached to Suchi. I  am just scared what if they came to know about the truth from someone else. " looking at her sad face his face turned gloomy too. He knew the truth won't affect his family and if telling the truth will give her some peace then why not.

"If you say so. But I am again telling you, it will never change their love towards her" He took her hands in his assuring ones.

"Before that promise me something " He demanded boring his eyes into hers that made her gasp at the intensity.

"Promise me that we will never talk about this after today. You will never say that Suchi is not my daughter after this day. You are my wife and Suchi is my daughter this is our present and this shall remain our future " Saanvi nodded her head instantly.

"Promise me Saanvi " He repeated ignoring her subtle nod.

"Promise" She said with equal sincerity.

He smiled at her filling her up with the much-needed confidence. As they moved to go downstairs Rishi slipped on one of his shirts lying on the floor. He fell with a thud beside Saanvi. She was astounded. She bent down to his level, "Are you fine, Rishi?" She kept his head in her lap caressing it worriedly.

"Of course, I was just cleaning the floor" He smiled sheepishly at her wiping the floors with his hands.

She glared at him, "shut up. This is why I ask you to always keep your closet clean. Idiot" She muttered smacking his head but as he yelped in pain, "Sorry...Sorry" She caressed his head lovingly and Rishi didn't forget to take advantage of it.

He snuggled into her lap faking whimpering of pain. Unaware of his sly smirk, she kept stroking his head lovingly.

"Mumma-Dadda...aww" Suchi pressed both her palms to her mouth. She was goofing in the room and suddenly landed in the closet searching for her parents. She ran to them and kept her head in her mother's lap, turning towards Rishi she kissed his forehead excitedly.

Although Suchi doesn't share her Mumma with anyone her Dadda is an exception.

Rishi pulled Suchi closer to him hiding her in his chest. She peeked at her mother from his arms giggling. Saanvi smilingly put a kiss on both of their foreheads.

Rishi grabbed back of her head pulling her face over his planted a feathery kiss on her forehead.

*

They went downstairs hand in hand. Every person of the family was sitting there including Kuhu and RJ who returned in the afternoon from their business trip. All of them were engrossed in playing with Suchi.  The little munchkin was doing modeling for Kuhu in all the exotic dresses she bought for her from the trip. Everyone was going "Awwwwwww" for her and getting encouraged Her highness was applying professionalism in her catwalk which literally looked like cat crawling due to little Ms. Sehgal's height.

Rishi cleared his throat to gain their attention which they bluntly ignored." Get the cough syrup from my room " Mahir said without even looking at him when Rishi once more coughed to get their attention. He huffed at their ignorance.

" Maa , Papa ji ...Actually...I..." Before Saanvi could even complete they gathered before her.

"Saanvi  are you fine?"

"Do you have a fever?"

"You need something?"

"Is Rishi troubling you ? should we beat him?"

" Is it....?"

"Shut up everyone. She wants to say something important and no I don't trouble her" Rishi huffed.

They turned their head toward her expectantly waiting for her to say something.

"Actually...I...was...saying...That...we...I mean...me...SuchiIsnotRishi'sbiologicaldaughter" She said in a go squeezing her eyes tightly.

All of them looked at her Confused except Rishi.

"It's okay Saanvi calm down." He rubbed her arms and Bela forwarded her a glass of water while Mahir caressed her head.

"I...I wanted to inform you all that...that...Suchi is not Rishi's biological daughter" She finished with her head hung low. Tears were ready to spill from her eyes.

After a minute of silence, the Sehgal Family reacted with just an "oh" and they went back to their modeling session.

Even Rishi was shocked at their reaction. He knew they won't react much but they were acting as if they knew it already or did they?

Saanvi and Rishi looked at each other with a mirroring expression that said "Did they know it already?"
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Thanks for reading❤.