The audience clap as Amar and Devika along with dancers make their way to the back of the stage.

Devika instantly hugs Amar in excitement and happiness.

"Humne kardiya !" Devika said excitedly.

But her smile turned into a frown, when she heard his heartbeat, the rhythm was very familiar. His heartbeat was very recognizable to her as if her own home.

After all Harihareshwari's heart was the place of Shreeshaktishwar, how can Devika not recognize it.

She looked at Amar and he realized what Devika heard, he decided to change the topic.

"Waise kafi sundar nritya kar leti ho tum." Amar said making her blush.

"Woh toh aise hi...." Devika said shyly.

Amar smiled but suddenly frowned as he heard pleas of devotees from south.

"HARIHARESHWARI !"

"DEVI HUMARI RAKSHA KIJIYE !"

"Amar ? Amar !" Devika called.

"Huh ? Kya ?" Amar asked.

"Kaha kho gaye ?" Devika asked but Amar again looked at the south restlessly.

"Mujhe jana hoga." Amar said walking away but Devika held his hand.

"Kab tak lautenge ?" Devika asked.

"Shigreh hi." Amar said leaving.

Devika looked down sadly, she wanted to invite him to take a stroll in the garden. She didn't know why but she wanted to spend some time with him.

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The son of Vikat and Chitra, Vikral performed great penance and pleased Brahmadev in granting him a boon.

The boon was that he can not be defeated by Harihar nor Harihareshwari. And thus to take the revenge of his father he captured the devotees of Amarsri, so he can challenge her for a duel.

"Bulao ! Bulao apni Harihareshwari ko !" Vikral roared at her devotees.

"VIKRAL !" A voice roared shaking the entire earth around him.

He turned around and saw none other than Harihareshwari angrily looking at her.

"Aao devi aao, tumhari hi pratiksha thi." Vikral chuckled.

"Mere bhakto ko kyu bandhi bana rakha hai ?!" She asked

"Aap ka awahan karne hetu devi, mujhe apne pita Vikat aur Chachashree Vighn ka pratishod jo lena hai. Mujhe aapse dwand karna hai !" Vikral said.

"Mere bhakto ko yaha se jaane do toh mai yeh dwand ka awahan awashya swikar karungi." Amarsri said.

"Uchit hai." Vikral said.

He ordered his henchmen to free the devotees of Harihareshwari. They left after bowing to her.

"Ab dwand hetu taiyyar hojayo devi." Vikral said raising his axe. Amarsri too raised her trishul.

They both lunged at each other, their weapons clashing with Amarsri getting the upper hand.

"Jitna bhi prayas karo devi, mujhe maar nahi sakti. Mujhe koi nahi maar sakta na Harihar aur na hi Harihareshwari." Vikral said.

"Janti hu." Amarsri said pushing him away.

She ran towards a hill as Vikral looked at her in disbelief. He too ran behind her as she made her way on top of a hill.

She turned around and looked at him with a smirk.

"Bhag ke bhi kaha jaogi devi ? Kiske sharan mai jaogi ?" Vikral asked.

"Apne bhai ke sharan mai." Amarsri said.

"Arthat ?" Vikral asked confused.

Amarsri smiled as she joined her hands.

"Swamiye sharanam Ayyappa !" Amarsri chanted.

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A/N

HARIHARESHWARI AND HARIHARPUTRA.

IT WAS HIGH TIME THAT LORD AYYAPPA SHOWED HIS FACE IN THE SERIES.

FUNFACT : LORD AYYAPPA IS ONE OF THE FEW GODS WHO IS WORSHIPED EVEN BY MUSLIMS AND CHRISTIANS.