Tujh mein rab like the hoon.

CHAPTER: 18

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Swara.

After meeting Arpita, I went to my home. I wasnt feeling well. But still, for seeing mom and dad I went to my home. I saw my home being decorated. Why? I wasnt aware of any functions going on. Then why the hell my own home was decorated like a bride's house. With a confused face, I got inside my home.

"Mom! What's going here?" I shouted as I entered inside. I saw my mom smiling and coming towards me.

"Haven't you watched the news, yet?" Mom asked me. I nodded negatively and she sighed. Mom took the remote and switched the television on.

"Shekhar Gadodia to crack the tender of upcoming Kolkata International Airport private limited project." Oh my! It was my dad's dream. He had always dreamt about constructing the airport. And here, Kolkata international airport was going under the innovation process. And my dad cracked the tender from every other industrialist.

"Got it, Shona?" I hugged her with joy. She took the kheer and fed me.

"And for celebrating the victory, we are holding a party tonight. Everyone was invited. Even your in-laws and Sanskar will be coming after." Mom said and started to walk away. I smiled and turned to admire the decorations in my house.

"Wait, Shona. If you hadn't come here by hearing the news, why are you here?" Oops! This mom naa.

"I was just passing by. So thought to make a visit." I smiled and said. She shook her head and went to instruct the workers.

After texting Sujata mom about my maika visit, I went to take a bath. The cool water made my whole body shiver. Suddenly my thoughts went to my conversation with Arpita in the cafe.

If Arpita wasn't the culprit, then who could be? I was sure, it wasn't Aryan. If Aryan was behind this mess, then he won't do any drama of committing suicide. If Aryan was behind all this misunderstanding, then Sanskar won't be blaming me and Arpita. In fact, even Sanskar wasn't aware of many things. I need to talk to him.

After taking the bath, I came out of the bathroom. I saw my phone ringing. I hurried and took the call without looking at the called id.

"Babydoll..." Sahil? Oh my! How much I missed him. Because of my miseries and problems I didn't get enough time to reach him out.

"Bro! What's up?" I chirped. I heard a chuckle from the other side.

"Nothing, sissy. It's just my adopted sister don't have time to call or meet me." He stated dramatically. I giggled.

"Really! Adopted sister? Not done, bro!" I mimicked a baby voice and said sadly.

"Of course, adopted sister only. And that's why she was ignoring me." He declared and I laughed hard at it.

"Bro! That's enough. I need to meet you." I muttered. I know, I need his help. After all, he was Sahil Sengupta. The things which Swara Maheshwari can't accomplish could be done by him.

"I beg your pardon. I'm in Bali, now. I'm stuck with an upcoming presentation. So, I can't promise to meet you soon. But yes, I can help you by making the arrangements you need." He apologised and said. Urg!

"It's okay, bro. I will manage it. And then, take care of your meals." I chirped. I heard mom shouting my name. I disconnected the call and hurried downstairs.

Oh my! I could see almost every guest. It was evening. I saw the Maheshwari family arriving. I rushed to them. I welcomed and made them comfortable at a spot. And my stupid eyes and heart were longing for him. Where's him?

It would be 2 hours since the party has started. But Sanskar wasn't here. Whenever I asked badipapa about him, he replied that Sanskar was stuck in some meetings. I sighed.

I was called into the spotlight for singing. I chuckled as it was a routine. Whenever there would be a party or programme, I was the Shreya Ghoshal. I giggled and took the mike. When I was about to sing, I saw Sanskar coming. He was looking so cute. My heart was beating like a drum. I smiled and started to voice out my thoughts.

"Na kuch poocha
( You didn't ask me anything )

Na kuch manga
( You didn't ask for anything )

Tune dil se diya joh diya
( Whatever you gave was from your heart )

Na kuch bola
( You didn't say anything )

Na kuch tola
( You didn't weigh anything )

Muskurake diya joh diya
( Whatever you gave was with a smile )

Tu hi dhoop tu hi chaaya
( You're the sunshine and shade )

Tu hi apna paraya
( You're my own and a stranger )

Aur kuch na jaanu
( And I know nothing else )

Bas itna hi jaanu
( I know only this )

Tujh mein rab dikhta hai
( I see God in you )

Yaara main kya karoon
( My beloved what should I do )

Tujh mein rab dikhta hai
( I see God in you )

Yaara main kya karoon
( My beloved what should I do )

Sajde sar jhukta hai
( My head bows down in worship to you )

Yaara main kya karoon
( My beloved what should I do )

Tujh mein rab dikhta hai
( I see God in you )

Yaara main kya karoon
( My beloved what should I do )

Rab ne bana di jodi....
( God has made this pair )"

I finished the song. That song was always special to me. I have always thought to propose the love of my love by singing that song. But now, I don't really know what came into my mind that I sang this. I saw Sanskar looking deeply into me. His eyes were softened. He seemed to be relaxed. Was that because of me?

Loud applause was heard. I smiled and descended to them. Everyone was teasing me for signing that song. I blushed hardly by hearing all those.

The party was over. I was asked to go with Sanskar. After the song session, Sanskar was ignoring me. Hell! I went and sat on the passenger seat. He came and drove the car.

"Sanskar, we need to talk." I stated breaking the deadly silence in the car. He hummed in response. Arre wah! He isn't angry? He isn't shouting at me. Why?

"Arpita isn't the culprit. She haven't aborted the child for her own wish. And even I wasn't aware of it. It was because of Aryan..." I started to say everything. But I got a glare from Sanskar as I mentioned Aryan's name.

"Really! Really Mrs Maheshwari. So you think, it was Aryan!" This man naa. He won't listen completely.

"I didn't say like that, Mr Maheshwari! I said that Arpita was saying, it was Aryan who has forced her for aborting the child. And also, because of Aryan's stubborn behaviour they broke up. That's what, she said today morning." I said in one go. Huh!

"And you trusted her?" He asked me by rising an eyebrow.

"If you can trust your friend, Aryan in this case. Then I too can trust my Arpita." I declared looking into his eyes. I don't care what he thinks about me. He can call me bitch or witch. That's his own business. But now, everything matters to me was Aryan and Arpita.

"I want to meet Aryan. I don't think that it was Aryan. Someone was playing with their lives. We need to figure it out, Mr Maheshwari." I declared looking outside the window.

"And what made madamjii think that I would make you meet him?" He asked sarcastically.

"He is in Sanjeevani private hospital. Floor no. 7 and room no. 209." I smirked and said. He looked at me with horror.

"Tch...tch. I don't forget that I was Swara Gadodia before becoming your so-called wife!" I mocked him. He remained silent.

"And also, don't you dare to keep tabs on my activities. Just look into realities, not false accusations. I don't want you to misunderstand Arpita anymore." I said.

Now, it's a game between you and me Mr Maheshwari. I have had enough of you. Yes, I love you. But that isn't my weakness. I will prove everything to you. And will make you regret your actions. Maybe everything happened was 3-4 years ago, but the wounds are still fresh. I won't leave you.

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