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Published on - 25.08.2024

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Idhayan walked in, his presence commanding the room. He ignored his niece and nephew as if they didn't exist, his focus solely on Shreeja.

(Author - Kheekk... ignore kar diya. *laugh at Twins*)

(Akansha - Huuhh, he already know we are here....whatever)

Shreeja noticed a file in Idhayan's hand and assumed it was related to work. "Sir, give it to me," she said, extending her hand. "I'll handle it."

Idhayan shook his head, his expression stern. "No, I didn't come to give you this," he replied. "How far along are you with the work you're doing?"

"Not much left," Shreeja answered, her voice steady despite her curiosity about his sudden visit.

"Good," Idhayan said. "Then you can take leave now."

Akansha and Akash simultaneously looked at Shreeja with puppy eyes, their innocent faces full of silent pleas.

Shreeja glanced at her desk, the unfinished work weighing on her mind. "But sir, there is still some work left. What will happen if I leave?"

(Author - Uffff chutti de raha hai le lo na) (Uff, he is giving you leave, take that.)

Idhayan offered a reassuring smile. "What I always say, Shreeja, sometimes you need to give yourself time to refresh your mind. Otherwise, mistakes will happen. Don't worry about the work. Just go and enjoy your time with your friends."

Shreeja nodded hesitantly. "Okay then, I'm going."

Before she could finish speaking, Akansha swiftly packed Shreeja's bag and walked out of the room with it. Akash hurriedly tidied Shreeja's desk and followed behind Akansha.

(Author - Woooww ye dono to Rajdhani Express se bhi first nikle)

(Wow, both of them even first from Rajdhani Express)

Shreeja let out a sigh and bid Idhayan farewell. As she left, Idhayan watched her go, thinking, 'I hope Shree's mood improves a little bit.'

Meanwhile, the twins waited in the car for Shreeja. After a while, she came and sat in the back seat. The three of them drove around, grabbing a bite to eat before finding a spot in a nearby park.

As they settled on a bench, Akansha broke the silence. "I hope your mood is a little better. Now, tell us what's going on."

Shreeja's face clouded with gloom. "I don't know what's going on or what will happen," she admitted.

Then she shared with them all the incidents that had been happening in her life, included her mother-in-law. Akansha listened attentively, while Akash, though engrossed in his video game, also paid attention.

Then, the twins started speaking in unison.

Akansha mused, "What if a pot fell over her head?"

Shreeja looked at her in confusion. "Huh?"

Akash chimed in, "What if they go bankrupt?"

Shreeja's eyes widened. "What?"

Akansha continued, "What if a burglar broke into her house and accidentally killed her?"

Shreeja was incredulous. "What are you even saying?"

Akash added, "What if she got hit by a car while crossing the road?"

Shreeja threw her hands up in exasperation. "You two, stop it now! Ugh, my head."

(Author - Bravo I'm proud of you two my dear children *Laughing hard*)

(Akansha - CHILDREN? *glaring at author*) (Author - Ahhh nothing you carry on )

Despite herself, Shreeja laughed, her hands falling to her head. The absurdity of her friends' scenarios lightened her mood, if only for a moment.

Akansha and Akash looked at Shreeja together, and Shreeja asked them what happened. They said, "We always like seeing smiles on your face."

Akash added, "Where is that smile disappearing? The sparkle in your eyes is also fading. Don't be broken; we are here for you, always."

(Author - Awww they're not only mischievous but also cute *sob sob*)

Shreeja looked at them silently, tried to smile lightly, but her eyes betrayed her, welling up with tears that streamed down her face.

Akash and Akansha both hugged Shreeja together.

Akansha said, "Babe, you can beat everyone here or us, but please don't cry."

Shreeja said sadly, "I don't understand what kind of sin I committed to deserve this punishment that I can't seem to escape."

Akansha spoke firmly, "Babe, what kind of nonsense are you talking? If anyone wants to punish you, then I'm their doom. So stop crying, okay?"

Shreeja asked them, "I mean, I've done everything. It's not like I was forced to marry, so I won't do anything. But I'm doing everything, so why? I just wanted a little bit of a peaceful life. Is it that hard?"

Akash patted Shreeja's head, and Akansha rubbed her hand while Shreeja wiped her tears.

Shreeja continued, "Do you know that day when Neil's accident happened? I didn't know what to do. One moment he was standing across the road, and the next moment he was lying in a pool of blood. I... I... couldn't think of anything. My mind was blank. When I was shaking him, he didn't respond. I was so tense, I couldn't even feel his pulse. I thought I lost him."

Akansha looked at Shreeja with worried eyes, but there was also a sign of guilt on her face.
She thought about Neil, His resilience has allowed him to triumph over danger time and time again. Is that his hidden talent or what?

(Author - Ayeeeiinnn??? Tujhe kyu guilty feel ho rahi hai? Don't tell me.......*shocked face*)

(Why do you feel guilty?)

Shreeja continued as she stopped crying, "Poor Neil is having accident after accident, and it's breaking him down more and more mentally. And on that, there's his disability from the first accident, that i got to know recently."

Akansha asked confusedly, "Disability?"

Akash also asked, "Which disability? Isn't he totally fine?"

Akansha added, "Yes, he can walk and talk, so what is his disability?"

Shreeja looked at them silently, then said, "Ohhh."

Akansha exclaimed, "What? Ohhh?"

Shreeja replied, "I didn't tell you, did I?"

Akansha dramatically placed her hand on her chest and said, "How could you??? Ohhh my poor heart! You hid something from me? My babe didn't tell me? She doesn't love me anymore? Aahhhhh."

(Author - Budhiya se zyada to iske natak hai) (she have more drama than the old hag)

Shreeja and Akash looked at her with exasperated expressions.

Shreeja said, "If you are done, then should I tell you?"

Akansha coughed and said, "Hmmm."

Shreeja continued, "Neil can't be a father. That's what he told me. I also think he may experience difficulties with intimacy. But I didn't ask further because it's not something to pry into, but the fact is that it's too much for him."

After hearing this, Akansha was about to say 'Wow' but quickly corrected herself to 'Wwooohoo. Tsk! Tsk! ' She figured out something which was clear on her face. She held Shreeja while saying, "But Neil can't satisfy you, babe. Poor you."

(Author - Sachi mein matlab kuch bhi, mein abhi iske baaton mein hasu ya fir situation pe royu)

(Really, like anything, should I just laugh at her talk or cry at the situation.)

Shreeja told her, "It's not a funny thing, Ansha."

Akansha said, "But you also need satisfaction, don't you?"

Shreeja gave her a dangerous smile and said, "If you talk like Neil's uncle again, I'll kill you."

Akansha replied, "Oops."

After their conversation, the twins dropped Shreeja off at the hospital.

Shreeja walked into Neil's room, and his mother said, "Oh, you're here. Come, come sit. You haven't been coming here these days. You leave after giving everything to the nurse. What happened? Are you okay?" She asked with a concerned look on her face.

Shreeja smirked and said, "What else can I say? I don't have the luxury of sitting in one place and mumble poisonous comments in someone's ear."

(Author - 100 out of 100)

After that day, Shreeja's tone with her mother-in-law turned chilly.

Later, one day, Neil asked Shreeja when his mother wasn't around, "You heard everything she said about you, didn't you? I apologize on behalf of my mother."

Shreeja, really tired, said, "I tell you again and again, and how many times do I have to tell you? Now I'm fed up. I don't like hearing you say sorry again and again. Yes, if you did something wrong, then it's okay, but when you didn't do anything, then why?"

Neil lowered his head. Shreeja thought, 'I intended to speak kindly, but why am I sounding so irritable? I'm feeling frustrated with everything.'

Then she left, and Neil thought, 'What else should I do? Now all the responsibility has fallen on her. I thought I would give her a happy, peaceful life, but that may not be possible'.

That's how their life was going. Shreeja's irritation grew with each passing day, even over trivial matters.

Shreeja, once regarded as the epitome of calmness and composure in the office, had undergone a striking transformation. She shouts at people for no reason and tries to keep herself calm but quickly loses patience.

Shreeja seethed with anger upon discovering Neil's mother's two-faced behavior - criticizing her when she wasn't around, then lavishing her with sweetness in person. Shreeja reached her breaking point.

One day, everything went beyond limits. Neil was wondering why Shreeja hadn't come yet. "Did she get sick? She works a lot and doesn't eat properly. Her body isn't very strong. With so much work, she'll faint anytime," he thought.

He mumbled, "Should I call her? Why is she so late today?"

But his mother cut him off and said, "I think your wife is sleeping with her boss."

(Author - What the fucking nonsense she's saying)

Neil shouted, "What are you saying, mother?"

Mrs. Varma replied, "How else can she earn so much money without sleeping with him? And looking at her boss, it seems he wants her body. That girl is as characterless as her boss. Otherwise, why is she so late every day? Do you think I don't understand what she is doing? I understand everything but I don't say anything. She's just sleeping around with him. Of course, such a big man paid a lot of money for her, and you are lying here. Why should she care about you now? Don't you see that day by day her mood is changing? How she talks as if she doesn't like us anymore. I understand that she used to talk to me very harshly before, but not to you. And now you see her talking to you that way. I already told you to keep your wife in check or you will lose her. If necessary, beat her. Now you see what is happening."

(Author - Seriously. *Readers, I hereby grant you all the authority to kill this bitch anytime you can*)

Neil felt a sense of fear after being told all that. He thought, What if she really doesn't like me anymore? I don't believe mom. I know Shreeja is not like that, but does she still like me? She has so many problems because of me. Is that why she doesn't like me anymore?

His mother was about to say more when they heard the door open loudly.

In the meantime, Shreeja had just arrived but stood outside listening to her mother-in-law. She couldn't take it anymore and opened the door loudly, walking inside.

Neil's mother started to say, "Who enters like this..."

But Shreeja cut her off, saying, "I come in like this, the bitch like me."

Mrs. Varma's eyes widened in shock. "Shreeja ,Why are you talking like this?"

Shreeja's expression was unwavering. "Because, I am a bitch, like you say, but at least I'm not like you. Maybe I'm a little less bitchy. Unlike you, who has nothing better to do than sit and pour poison into people's ears, a snake has less venom than you."

Mrs. Varma turned to Neil. "You hear this? You hear how she's talking to her mother-in-law?"

Shreeja scoffed. "Mother-in-law? The word 'mother' shouldn't even apply to you. So, let's just say you're a fucking bitch-in-law."

Mrs. Varma's mouth opened and closed in shock, but Shreeja didn't let her speak.

"Don't try to play the good drama in front of me," Shreeja continued, her voice rising. "You can shove that fucking drama inside your fucking holes. I don't want your fake kindness. It makes me want to vomit."

Mrs. Varma looked at Neil desperately. "See, Neil? I told you, this is her true color."

Shreeja nodded. "Yes, it is. At least I don't hide or change like a chameleon. I like to show my true colors to everyone. Do you know that a dog's tail can't be straight? Just like you."

Mrs. Varma was livid. "D.... Did.. Did you just call me a D.. Dog?"

Shreeja smirked. "Oh no, actually dogs are better than you and your brother. I can see the apple doesn't fall far from the tree."

(Author - Shreeja rocking rocked today and Mrs. Chameleon shocking shocked )

She turned to Neil, her voice softening slightly. "Neil, I'm saying all these things to your mother in front of you because I can't take it anymore. I've had enough. Forgive me, but I can't play this game any longer."

Shreeja stood in the VIP room, her eyes blazing with frustration as she confronted Mrs. Varma.

"Do you know," Shreeja said, her voice steady but filled with anger, "that I was forced into this marriage? Yet, I agreed to it. Even though I've done nothing but try to make things work, I'm still subjected to constant criticism and insults. Now, it's not just about me. You've started maligning my boss. The very person whose generosity is why your son receiving the best care here. His credit card has afforded your son the finest services and treatments, yet you choose to speak ill of him."

(Author - Sehi kaha, pehele ki Shreeja hoti to iss Chameleon ke upar kuch na kuch chair,vase etc land hota)

(Rightly said, if this had been Shreeja in the past, there would have been some chairs and vases placed on top of this Chameleon)

She paused, taking a deep breath. "I've been working tirelessly, day and night, to repay every bit of his kindness. And this is the thanks I get? I'm supposed to endure your nonsense without a word of protest?"

Neil tried to interrupt, his voice faltering. "Shree, I'm not-"

"Just be quiet!" Shreeja snapped, cutting him off. "I know you haven't said anything, but your mother is spreading these lies, and you just let it happen. Why? Because you're too afraid to stand up to her? So now, just keep quiet and don't say a word to me."

(Author - Awwuu poor husband)

Turning to Mrs. Varma, she continued, "And now you're insinuating that I'm sleeping with my boss? It's people like you who think this way. It's probably why your husband left you."

Mrs. Varma's face turned red with fury. "How dare you talk about my husband like that, you slutty bitch"

She raised her hand to slap Shreeja, but Shreeja swiftly grabbed and twisted her wrist.
Mrs. Verma winced in pain, letting out a loud, 'Aaahh...aahh...aaaa'

"Remember what I did to your brother?" Shreeja's voice was cold and menacing. "It won't take much for me to do the same to you, so keep your mouth shut. And I don't want to see your stinking face in this hospital from tomorrow onwards. Actually it would be better if you don't cross paths with me at all."

Mrs. Varma was stunned. "But he's my son, and I have to-"

(Author - Ohhh reallyyyyy)

"Enough!" Shreeja interrupted. "If you're so concerned about your son, maybe you should take him elsewhere. It would save me from all the troubles. But just so you know, you'll be responsible for all the bills. Understand?"

Mrs. Varma turned to Neil, pleading, "Neil, look at what she's saying..."

Shreeja cut her off again, her gaze unyielding. "He hasn't said anything so far, and he won't say anything in the future either. That's exactly how I want it. Don't you remember? You raised him to be this way."

Shreeja continued to vent her anger on Mrs. Varma, who sobbed uncontrollably, clutching her own hand - the same hand Shreeja had twisted earlier.

Her eyes blazed with anger and hatred, fixed intently on Shreeja, as if she wanted to say something, perhaps even lash out in return, but fear held her back.

After a while, when Shreeja's phone rang, she quickly excused herself. "I'll be back later," she said, before stepping out. She took a deep breath, feeling a slight sense of relief wash over her.

However, guilt soon crept in as she thought about Neil. She had said so many harsh things to him, and it weighed heavily on her mind.

From that day on, Shreeja decided she wouldn't return to that house. Instead, she went to her father's house. She rang the doorbell, and her mother opened the door.

"Can I stay here for a few days? At least until Neil gets better," Shreeja asked.

Her mother looked puzzled. "What do you mean? If you want to stay, you don't need to ask."

Shreeja's voice was sharp. "No, I need to ask. If there's going to be a problem later, I need to know now. If there is, just tell me, and I'll leave."

(Author - Aree aree gusse mein bol rahi hai, thora shant)

(She is speaking angrily, calm down a bit)

Her mother's eyes filled with tears. Both her parents looked at her with concern. It was clear she hadn't been eating or sleeping properly.

"Of course, dear, this is your home. There's no need to ask," her father said gently.

Shreeja's expression hardened. "I don't know whose house this is anymore. Just tell me if I can stay or not. I don't have time to waste; I have a lot of work to do."

Her father nodded. "Yes, of course you can stay."

"Thank you," she replied curtly before heading to her room.

After she left, her mother broke down in tears. "Why is our daughter talking like this? Did you see her condition? She's so thin. She asked as if she were a stranger renting a room."

Her father sighed. "I wanted to help her, but she wouldn't accept it. She's always been stubborn. It's all because of me. Now her life is like hell, and it's my fault."

(Author - Abhi aur aapne aap ko doshi bolke kya fhayda.. aab aage ka dekhna hoga)

(What is the use of blaming yourself now? Now we have to look at the future.)

Things were going on like this.

Meanwhile, on a particular morning-

Idhayan sat at his desk, his fingers tapping rhythmically against the polished wood. He had summoned Akansha and Akash to his cabin, and they stood before him, waiting.

"Akansha, Akash," Idhayan began, his tone firm but calm. "I have some tasks that need your attention."

Akansha crossed her arms, a defiant look in her eyes. "Should I really listen to you and do the work now?"

Idhayan sighed, leaning back in his chair. "I'm not asking you to listen to me out of obligation. I know you both don't want to listen to me . But at least consider it for the sake of your friend."

The words hung in the air for a moment. Akansha and Akash exchanged glances, the defiance in Akansha's eyes softening slightly. Without another word, they turned and left the cabin, the door clicking shut behind them.

Despite their initial reluctance, it soon became evident that both Akansha and Akash were diligently working and offering their support to Shreeja.

They began coming to the office regularly, ensuring they were present and available to assist her. This newfound support from her friends seemed to bring a small measure of relief to Shreeja.

Weeks passed by in this new rhythm.

One month later-

As Neil was showing remarkable improvement, he approached the doctor, thinking he shouldn't waste any more of Shreeja's hard-earned money, and decided he had to get discharged as soon as possible.

"Doctor, can you arrange for my discharge soon?" Neil asked, hope and concern mingling in his voice.

The doctor nodded, a reassuring smile on his face. "Yes. As you're recovering well, we'll contact your guardian and prepare the necessary paperwork and instructions for your continued care at home."

On the day of Neil's discharge from the hospital, Shreeja arrived to pick him up.

As she completed the necessary procedures, she thought to herself, "After this, I'll take Neil back home and make sure everything is set up so he doesn't have any problems. He's not fully recovered yet. I told him to stay longer in the hospital, but he's determined to leave, saying everything will be fine. Sigh... What else could I say? I really hope everything will be fine because I also have to stay in that house from today, even if I don't want to. I hate the thought of seeing that woman again. But alas, there's nothing I can do. I can't leave Neil in her hands."

(Author - Kitne pyaare hai na dono, ek dusre ke baare mein soch rahe hai)

(They both are so cute, thinking about each other.)

She then went to Neil's room and saw him trying to pack his things. Shreeja stopped him and took over, arranging everything herself.

Once they were done, they headed outside to the car. As Shreeja was about to take Neil's bag to the car, Neil stopped her.

She looked at him and asked, "What happened, Neil? Did you forget something?"

Neil shook his head. "No, I booked a cab. It will be here soon. You should go; you have work. Don't worry about me, I'll be fine."

Shreeja smiled. "Oh, don't worry about that. I took half the day off. I'll take you home, get everything settled, and then go to work. It won't be a problem."

Neil shook his head again. "No, you should go. I'll manage everything. You've done so much for me already. Although I can never repay that debt, I don't want to be a burden anymore. I know it's not enough, but... thank you for everything." He bowed his head.

Shreeja was taken aback. "Neil, what are you saying? Why are you talking like this? You know I didn't do any of this to get thanked. You don't have to do this. This is my choice. If I didn't want to do it, I wouldn't have."

Neil smiled lightly. "I know, but..."

Before he could finish, the cab arrived. Neil asked the driver to load his suitcase into the car and said he would join shortly.

Neil then turned to Shreeja. "Okay, I'm going. And you don't have to go to that house anymore." He started walking towards the car.

(Author - Ayeinnn, what you mean by that?)

Shreeja was surprised and called out, "What? Neil, are you crazy? If I don't go to that house, then..."

Neil stopped and said. "Let's get a divorce, Shreeja."

Shreeja was shocked and confused, wondering if she had heard him correctly. When she didn't respond, Neil turned back to see her standing there, speechless.

He was about to say something, but Shreeja spoke in a low voice, "What did you say? I... you..."

Neil tightened his jaw. "Let's get a divorce."

Shreeja shouted, "Do you even know what you are talking about? Divorce, huh? Are you out of your mind? Do you even know the consequences? Or am I not doing enough? Or do you also think I have an affair with my boss or someone else? Did I ever say I don't want to be with you? Or do you not feel like being with me anymore? Why are you even..."

Shreeja's words gradually faded away, lost in the tumult of her thoughts. 'What is happening? What am I saying or feeling? I really don't understand. Isn't this what I've always wanted-a divorce, freedom from this marriage? Even I've thought about divorce many times, but when I heard it from Neil's mouth, then... why does it seem to hurt me? No, I can't understand anything anymore.'

Meanwhile, Neil was shaking Shreeja's shoulder, trying to calm her down. "Relax, Shreeja, calm down," he urged.

Shreeja raised her eyes to look at Neil. Trying to calm herself, she asked, "You really want a divorce? Are you sure about this?"

Neil took his hand off her shoulder. His features set in a determined mask, though a maelstrom raged in his mind.

He thought, 'I've made the decision. I have to do this no matter what. Didn't I promise myself that I would never let my emotions get in the way? I've practiced this many times in my mind, so why is it so hard now? No, no I have to let Shreeja go. I have to break her free from this cage called marriage and let her spread her wings and fly again. Where no one can catch her or stop her from being a happy soul again.'

(Author - *crying in mess* kitna baara ho geya hai re tu)

(You seems very mature now)

He told her, "Yes, for the first time in my life, I've made an important decision, one I should have made earlier. So I'm determined to do it. I'm not going to be a burden to you anymore. And even though I don't like it, I've realized the truth: I don't deserve you. You deserve someone far better, who can protect you in any situation, who can make you happy, who can give you a peaceful life. More importantly..." Neil's voice trembled as he looked at her. "Someone who can keep you healthy. So you don't have to bear any burdens anymore. You should live happily. You deserve the most happiness in the world. So we have to do this." He finished his words with a forced, light smile.

Shreeja looked at Neil's determined face and wondered, 'Is he really the same Neil I knew until today? The one who couldn't even stand up for himself? Now, here he is, standing with a resolute expression, as if he won't budge no matter what. He seems like a whole different person.'

She couldn't decide whether she should be proud of him for this change, sad about the situation, or happy that she might finally be free from this unwanted marriage.

Then Neil bid her farewell, saying, "I'm going now. Later, you tell me what to do about it, and I will. Again, I'm sorry for all your losses. I wish you a very happy life ahead." After saying this, he got into the car and left before Shreeja could say anything.

Shreeja stood there speechless, a mix of emotions swirling within her.
On his way home, Neil couldn't restrain himself anymore and burst into tears.

After a while, Shreeja felt that she needed some time alone to clear her mind and sort through her emotions.

She knew she wouldn't be able to do any work that day, so she called Idhayan and asked for the rest of the day off.

Then she drove to a quiet place and sat there for the rest of the day, trying to settle her thoughts.

After nightfall, she drove back to her father's house and told them everything. She also informed them that she had decided to divorce Neil. They were very shocked to hear it and worried, but they eventually realized it was all for the better.

On that night, Shreeja couldn't sleep for a moment. She spent the entire night thinking, as if all these weren't real, as if she were in a dream.

Many questions ran through her mind: Will she eventually get divorced? Should she be happy or sad about it? What will happen after the divorce? Will they become strangers to each other, or can they remain friends as they are now? Will the divorce be as easy as she thinks? Will his mother accept it easily, or will she make a fuss again? The latter seemed more likely. But Shreeja didn't want any more problems.

By the time the first light of dawn crept into her room, Shreeja had made a decision.

She would seek help from Idhayan. He had always helped her in times of need, and she believed he wouldn't refuse her this time either.

The next morning, with a determined mind, she went to the office. The first thing she did was go to Idhayan's cabin.

As she knocked on the door, a voice came from inside, "Come in."

She entered and stood in front of Idhayan, about to speak, when she heard a voice from behind her, "Hey, my sweetheart, look who's here!" It was Laksh.

Shreeja turned back and saw Laksh, Arbaaz, and Dylan sitting there. She greeted everyone and asked Dylan, "When did you come to this country?"

(Author - Wooww Dylan bhi aaya hai "Konnichiwa, ogenki desuka?")

(Dylan also came "Hello, how are you?"* in japanese*)

Dylan replied, " Just couple of hours ago, then I came here as soon as possible. Tell me, how are you? What happened? You look very tired. Has Idhayan made you do a lot of work?"

"There's nothing like that, 'Oniisan' (brother). I'm fine," Shreeja assured Dylan.

Then Shreeja turned to Idhayan, "Sir, I wanted to talk to you about something."

Idhayan replied calmly, "Yes, tell me."

"Sir, I need one last favor from you," Shreeja said.

"Yes, tell me what you need," Idhayan responded.

Shreeja took a deep breath, "Will you set up your lawyer for me once again?"

"Oh, why? What happened?" Idhayan's voice sounded worried.

"It's nothing major, but Neil and I are getting a divorce," Shreeja explained.

Hearing this, Laksh got excited and jumped up from his seat, "Reallyyy?!"

Chit Chat..........

(Author - Dekho dekho iss ladke ko, bhagwan kya karu mein iska)

(Look at this boy, God, what should I do with him?)

(Laksh - Meri girlfriend baan jao *wink at author*)

(become my girlfriend)

(Author - Sharam hai ki nehi, aapne Author pe line maar rahe ho)

(Are you ashamed or not, you are hitting on your Author)

(Laksh - Aree sharam geya tel lene, aap bolo mere sath kaha chalna pasand karengi *wiggling his brows*)

(Hey, shyness go to buy oil, tell me where would you like to go with me.)

(Author - * I looked at Arbaaz & Dylan as they came and dragged him away* bye byee)

End..............

But when he saw everyone looking at him, he quickly changed his expression and said sadly, "Oh, this is not right, our poor cutiepie."

Shreeja lowered her head, while Idhayan asked, "Are you okay with this? This is a very serious matter, and you can't make such a decision carelessly."

"No, sir, I'm fine. This is a mutual decision, so it's okay. I'm ready. Please help me one last time," Shreeja pleaded.

"Okay, don't worry. I will help you. You can go now, and we'll talk about this later," Idhayan reassured her.

As Shreeja left the cabin, she bid farewell to everyone, "I'll come later."

As soon as Shreeja left, Laksh jumped from his seat and ran into Idhayan's lap. "Yeah! This is a good thing, isn't it?" Laksh exclaimed and, without warning, kissed Idhayan's cheek.

(Author - Whatttt theee *I lie down at the floor Laughing so hard*)

The others laughed while Idhayan suddenly got up from his seat, causing Laksh to fall, and his bum kissed the floor.

Idhayan massaged his temple, saying, "Didn't I tell you so many times not to kiss me?"

Laksh pouted, "Why, why? I'm your bestie. Why can't I? So...who can kiss you? Our would-be sister-in-law? Or...should I say, Shreeja?"

Hearing Shreeja's name as their sister-in-law, Idhayan blushed hard.

(Author - Awwww he's so cute. I also want a Idhayan )

Arbaaz grabbed his phone and said "I think I should take some pictures of him".

Dylan teased, "Look at his red cherry face. Our friend is blushing."

Laksh exclaimed, "Don't worry, my boy. Your marriage will be soon."

Arbaaz asked, "And how? He hasn't been able to speak his heart out for so many years, and now he'll suddenly talk about marriage?"

Laksh proudly said, "Hahh! I'm a great astrologer. I know everything. Just wait and watch."

"The relentless teasing by Idhayan's friends may never cease, and the truth of Laksh, the Proud Astrologer's prediction, remains uncertain.

However, one thing is clear: with Idhayan by her side, Shreeja's life of misery will finally come to an end, and a new chapter of hope and promise will begin."

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In the dim light of a secluded room,
a figure sat in a high-backed chair, shrouded in mystery.

The room, bathed in the soft glow of a single lamp, was sparsely furnished.

A large mahogany desk stood in the center, cluttered with papers, pens, and an open laptop whose screen was the sole source of light in the room.
The soft clicking of keys echoed faintly, a rhythm that only added to the tension in the air.

The Second Unknown Person, his face partially obscured by the shadow of his hood, stared intently at the screen. A smirk crept across his lips as he watched the scene unfold on the monitor.

His eyes gleamed with a mixture of satisfaction and something darker, more sinister. Whatever he was watching, it clearly amused him.

The silence was suddenly broken by the hurried footsteps of someone approaching the room.

The door creaked open, and a young man burst in, his face alight with excitement."Aniki, Aniki!(Big Bro) I've finished the work you gave me to do!" the young man announced, his voice filled with joy and a childlike eagerness.

The Second Unknown Person glanced up from the screen, his expression unreadable, but his voice held a note of approval. "Good, Kenji. You did a great job. Now, go."

Kenji beamed, his eyes shining with pride. "Yoshi, Aniki (Okay, Big Bro) praised me! Yaayyyy!" he cheered, practically bouncing with excitement as he turned to leave.

But as he made his way to the door, something caught his attention-a faint movement on the laptop screen.

Curiosity getting the better of him, Kenji slowed his pace, his gaze locked on the monitor.
He tiptoed closer, pretending to busy himself with some papers on the desk, but his focus was entirely on the screen. What he saw made his eyes widen with excitement.

"Waku Waku!" (It's mean exciting or thrilled) he exclaimed, unable to contain his enthusiasm.
The mysterious figure glanced sharply at him, causing Kenji to clamp a hand over his mouth. But it was too late; the excitement had already taken hold of him.

"Yes! Go, go, go! Break his damn bones!" Kenji shouted, unable to suppress his glee as he began to jump around the room.

His joy was infectious, but The Second Unknown Person remained stoic, watching him with an air of calm control.
Kenji, realizing his mistake, quickly corrected himself. "Aniki, she's just... kakkoii!" (Cool).

He stumbled over his words, his face flushing as he lowered his head in embarrassment. "I mean, ma'am is kakkoii..." (Cool) he added meekly, hoping to salvage the situation.

The Second Unknown Person hummed softly, a sound that could have been approval or mere acknowledgment.

Kenji took it as a good sign and huffed out a breath of relief. His excitement hadn't gone unnoticed, but the shadowed figure's focus was already back on the screen.

Kenji, still buzzing with energy, hovered for a moment longer, but when his Aniki made no further comment, he took it as his cue to leave.
As he slipped out of the room, The Second Unknown Person's smirk deepened.

"Just Cool, huh?" he murmured to himself, his voice low and laced with intrigue. "You have no idea, Kenji. Not yet."

His eyes narrowed on the screen, where the image of a fierce woman in action played out - her movements precise, her demeanor cold and unyielding.
His lips curled into a twisted smile as he admired her. "Oh, my queen, so fierce, so beautiful!" he whispered, enthralled.

The room fell silent once more, save for the faint sound of the keyboard clicking as The Second Unknown Person resumed his work.
The shadows deepened around him, but his mind was already several steps ahead, plotting, watching, waiting. The game had only just begun.

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And so, her married life's past comes to a close.....

I hope you all feel extremely angry towards her Mother-in-law And Uncle-in-law..

And warmth and affection for our sweet, Innocent Neil.....

Stay tuned for the next chapter, coming soon!!

Byeee Byeeeee.....