Hola... So soon...? Nai?

Well i won't say that i am very happy with the resonse and thank you and all. But let's be honest, even if i die writing, some people won't ever understand the struggle a writer goes through while writing.

but as said, it's an end, so i won't even ask for your all votes or comments.

Because anyway it has ended.

So i am happy that at least i did my work, Now you have to do yours. If you want you can, if not, then that is okay... :)

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"Phew... I am very stressed..." Alya spoke glancing at herself in the mirror, while I kept pinning her dupatta over her hair do smilingly.

"Nandu... you are smiling? Meri yaha jaan jaa rahi hai and you...? So mean..." She again blurted out, while I laughed.

"Alya... shadi hai. It's okay. Happens." I said shrugging my shoulders while she looked at me with a sad face.

"Exactly... shaadi? Wedding Nandu... I can't believe that..." She said and then stopped.

"You love him Alya and he loves you too. What else we need right?" I said back hugging her.

She smiled and looked at me through mirror.

"By the way, how am I looking?" she asked me. I smiled and shook my head.

"Mommyy...." I heard a toddler voice and then she came running to me in her knee length floral frock with a cute rose headband.

"Ayeee mera bachhaa... ready ho gaya?" I asked her.

"Heer Baby... how's Masi looking?" Alya squirmed in excitement, while my baby clapped her hands and kissed her cheeks. Alya took her from my hold and planted end number of kisses on her cheek.

Heer Manik Malhotra. My and Manik's four years' daughter. She was just like her father. But in looks she was like me. She was short, cute and chubby. A potato basically, that's what my husband calls me.

I chuckled on my thoughts, while my baby tugged at my saree.

I extended my hands towards her and she held my hand happily.

"mommy... Granny told me tat Masi is goin away... whele is she goin Mommy... I will miss her..." She said lowly and held Alya's hand.

Well, Heer was quite near to her Masi, Alya. Mom always says that she is just like me, that is why she loves Alya so much. And well yes, she is going away. Because her future husband stays out. And I will be missing her too just like my daughter.

A lone tear appeared in my eye. Alya looked at me and sighed. She took Heer in her arms, Heer immediately hugged her, while Alya stood in front of me.

"I will miss you... how I will handle her alone?" I said patting Heer's back. Alya smiled and hugged Heer.

"I will miss you too... but I have to go right? But I will come na every year pakka promise..." She said smilingly.

"Pakka wala?" Heer peeked from her neck and asked with a pout.

"Pakka wala..." Alya said, while Heer clapped happily. I adored them with a big smile.

"Nandini... where are you...?" I heard a familiar manly voice. Struggle of not seeing me in front of his eyes was clearly visible in his voice.

"Haan... yaha..." I yelled from inside, while he came rushing to me struggling with his sherwani buttons. I shook my head in disbelief.

"Kaha kho jaati ho baar baar?" He cursed while coming in.

"dadddaaa...." Heer squirmed in joy and ran to his father. I still don't understand from where this excitement comes in her, whenever he appears in front of him.

"Ale ale... Mera princess... aap to bahot ache lag rahe ho... Mommy se bhi ache...." He said and winked at me, while I glared him.

"Masi se bhi achhee?" She asked with a pout. While he looked at Alya and then stood up. Alya smiled at him and he came to her.

"You look so beautiful." He said, while Alya rushed in his arms.

My baby rushed to me and I took her in my arms securely.

"Thank you... and why are you not ready yet?" She asked breaking the hug worriedly.

He sighed and showed her the buttons of his sherwani. Alya giggled and gestured me.

I shook my head and walked to him. I extended my hand towards him, while he gave me buttons.

Alya took Heer in her arms and whispered "Baby... let's go... Let's not disturb Mommy and Dadda..." but unfortunately I heard that and glared at her.

She winked at me and walked out of the room taking my daughter with her.

"Finally... we are alone... huh...." He blew some hot air near my ears, while pulling me completely towards him.

"Manik... behave... chaar saal ki bachhi ke baap ho, aur Sali ki shadi ka to khyal rakho..." I complained while tucking button on it's right place.

"Achha.... Wahi Sali na, jisse kuch saal pehle meri shadi honewali thi?" He teased, while I punched him in stomach.

"Manik... you are so bad.! I hate you..." I pouted and kept my all attention on buttons. Because his tight hold was deep down making me insane.

"achhaa... you hate me.... But I..." he leaned to me and smirked. I looked at him and blushed.

"I...." I repeated.

"I... love you... wifey..." he said and nuzzled in my open hairs making me giggle.

"Manik... bas... okay okay... I love you too bas... khush?" I said pushing him away a bit from me. I continued my work of tucking buttons on his sherwani.

"Nandini..." he called me after few seconds.

"Hmm..." I just hummed and kept all my concentration on my work.

He chinned up my face to him and made me look at him.

"I love you..." he confessed and I smiled.

"I love you too Manik... and... I am sorry for whatever happened six years ago... but see the positive side. Madhyam and Alya..."

"Yeah... Madhyam and Alya... I can't believe they are getting married. Technically they were our spouses right?" he raised his brow at me.

"No they weren't. And... Manik I am sorry. Sorry for giving up. Sorry for doing all that to you, to us." I still regret what I did. When sometime I sit and think, that what if that day Madhyam haven't seen us together. We would have married to different people and wouldn't have been happy.

"hey.... It's okay. I said that I have already forgiven you. Then why every time you have to say sorry to me?" He asked.

"because I feel to say it and... Manik I won't ever give up on us. I promise." I said sneaking my hands around his neck.

"never...?" he asked in a husky tone making me blush.

Shaking my head, I said "uhmmmhh... Never..."

"Pakka...?" He asked leaning to my lips.

"Hmm..." I just hummed so that he could know that I needed what he needed too.

We were just an inch away when we both heard "Dadda.... Mommy...."

I pushed him a bit away, of course, I didn't want my daughter to see us making out. That's creepy.

"aa gayi... mere romance ki official dushman..." he cursed under breath. I glared him and extended my hands towards my baby.

She came running to me and jumped in my arms.

"What wele you two doin?" She asked in a toddler voice sucking her thumb.

"Making babies... baby.... If you haven't disturbed us." Manik taunted and faked a smile. I glared at him and blushed together.

I can't believe he is jealous of his own daughter. Though She didn't understand even a bit of it.

"mommy... I wanted to ask you a question..." She looked at me and said seriously.

I nodded and gestured her to ask me. I saw Manik turning his head to the mirror, fixing his hairs.

"Mommy... Whose Ranja.... (Ranjha)" She asked in a complete confusion. I smiled no actually grinned.

"Tell her Nandini... please... before she eats up my head..." I heard Mukti's voice, who just walked in pulling her hairs.

I chuckled.

"Baby... come here..." I said and made her stood just in front of me.

"Ranjha is... uhmm... your prince..." I said smilingly.

"Like Dadda is youl Plince?" She asked looking at Manik. Manik turned towards her narrowing his eyes.

I nodded smilingly while she squirmed in happiness and started dancing.

"Mommy... I want Ranja... Please... get me one...." She said excitedly, while Manik rushed to her.

"What nonsense are you making her learn....? Heer there's no prince okay. It's only me. Yes... Mukti... Kitni baar bola meri beti ko kuch bhi ulta sulta mat sikhaya kar..." He scolded Mukti, taking our daughter in his arms.

"maine kya kiya?" Mukti make an 'O' face.

"But Dadda... I want.... Plince..." Aww... My Baby....

"no... Dadda is there na... why you need prince... There's no prince that is final. Now let's go out." He Spoke hurriedly.

"Mommy... Tell dada... I want one... Pleaje" She struggled to get out of his hold, while I giggled.

"Heer... Behave..." He scolded her lowly, while I shook my head in disbelief.

He walked out still making her understand that there's no such prince thing, while my baby kept asking for a prince.

"Iska kuch nai ho skta..." Mukti sighed and looked at me.

"Aisa hi hai... kya karu?" I pouted and then we both laughed out loud.

"chale...?" She asked and I nodded.

We both walked out and I saw Alya was already on the Madap, while Madhyam was standing a bit far encircled by some aunties, who were praising him for his looks.

Some things can never change.

Shaking my head, I walked up to him. I asked all the aunties that panditji has called them and they all left winking at Madhyam.

"thank God.. you are here. God... they all are so... Eeekks..." He shook his whole body making me laugh on him.

He pouted and I sighed.

"Come here..." I said and he stood in front of me.

I adjusted his safa on his head properly and dusted his sherwani a bit.

"Ready... devaraji?" I asked.

"Of course my half wifey...." He leaned and winked at me. Yes, he still flirts, even if he loves Alya to death still. He still has to tease me that way.

"What did you just say...?" I heard my possessive husband from behind.

"half wifey... technically she is. Aur ab to Sali bhi. To bhai mere Sali aadhi gharwali... suna ni hai kya? Kya karta hai Manik?" Madhyam boasted, while I supressed my laugh.

"saale... abhi tak nahi sudhra yar. Ab to baksh de meri biwi ko. Meri beti ki maa hai yaar...." Manik said helplessly, while I laughed at his situation.

"to kya hua... Tu na... bada hi khadoos hai..." Madhyam cringed his nose.

Manik looked at me angrily. What did I do? I asked myself.

"Okay, okay... Madhyam... let's go.. Manik's half wife is waiting for you on Madap. Nai Manik?" I teased him, while he huffed more.

It's a cute scene to witness. He looks so cute when he is pissed.

"Of course..." Madhyam chuckled and walked up to Madap.

I too walked behind him and made him sit in the Madap beside Alya. He held her hand and blew a kiss to her, while she blushed and looked down. They looked so cute together.

Six years... and so many things have changed.

I and Manik got married that day. We lived a happy married life and Then I was pregnant with Heer. After I delivered Heer, it was all so beautiful.

And then I got to know that, Alya loves Madhyam. And they madly in love. And then this day. Their Wedding day.

Now I can happily die, because she is happy with the love of her life.

I felt a hand encircling around my waist. I looked at my side and found Manik smiling at me.

And I am happy with the love of my life.

I raised my brow and mouthed 'Heer'. He understood I was asking about our toofan express.

He gestured me to look at my front. I saw her running around with other small kids. I smiled and looked at him again, who was looking at me only. Contently.

'I love you...' he mouthed.

I shook my head and mouthed the same.

That was us. That was my life. My everything.

Humesha and forever.

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So it has finally ended... Officially... 😇

How many people liked Heer's character? I know all must have. She is so cute. She wants her Ranjha... Awww... And how rude of Manik Nai? Hahaha....😉😉😉😁

So a small question answer session about this story will be up hopefully soon. Till then Enjoy reading this.

And yes, now don't write update soon in comments... Khatam ho gaya hai story... 😂😂😂😂

Until i update next story... Tata....