Mere pati Parmeshwar ji banengge aap?
Hey hiiiii mayawiyans!!!!
The weird confession ever????
And with this the separation of two years came to an end????
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Zaid tightened his hold on her shoulders, forcing her to look at him despite the tears blurring her vision.
"Devyani..."
His voice was calm, steady.
"We'll go to him."
"I promise."
"We'll go right now."
Those words were all she needed to hear.
She nodded frantically, unable to speak. Her chest rose and fell violently as she struggled to pull air into her lungs. Every breath felt trapped somewhere inside her.
Her heartbeat had become unbearable.
Fast.
Loud.
Painful.
She wiped her tears with trembling hands and somehow forced herself to stand.
The world around her spun for a moment.
Her knees threatened to give way again.
But she didn't care.
Only one thought echoed inside her mind.
Rivan.
She hurried toward the car with unsteady steps before breaking into a run.
Zaid stared at her for a second.
He had never seen anyone this desperate.
Never.
He immediately rushed after her.
"Devyani... slowly!"
She didn't hear him.
Or maybe she refused to.
She pulled open the passenger door with shaking hands and almost stumbled inside.
Within seconds Zaid occupied the driver's seat.
The engine roared to life.
Tyres screeched against the road.
The car shot forward.
For the first time in years...
Zaid Malik didn't care about traffic laws.
Didn't care about speed limits.
Didn't care who was honking behind him.
He only cared about getting her there.
Beside him, Devyani sat frozen.
Her fingers were clasped together so tightly that her nails dug into her own skin.
Silent tears continued falling.
One after another.
Outside...
The city rushed past in blurred streaks of light.
Inside...
Only silence remained.
A silence broken only by her uneven breathing.
Her lips moved unconsciously.
Almost like a prayer.
"Please..."
"Please be okay..."
Another tear slipped down.
She remembered his sleepy smile.
His childish complaints.
His whispered apologies.
His trembling voice asking...
Her chest tightened again.
"I'm coming..."
She whispered so softly that even she barely heard herself.
"I'm coming..."
Zaid pressed harder on the accelerator.
Just then
Everything came to a halt.
A sea of red brake lights stretched endlessly ahead.
Traffic.
Massive.
Endless.
Cars packed bumper to bumper.
Horns blaring from every direction.
Nothing moved.
Not even an inch.
"Damn it!"
For the first time...
Zaid slammed both hands against the steering wheel.
The horn blared loudly.
"Move!"
He tried changing lanes.
No space.
Tried reversing.
Impossible.
Every road was blocked.
His jaw clenched.
He checked every mirror.
Every gap.
Nothing.
Beside him, Devyani kept staring ahead.
The traffic blurred through her tear-filled eyes.
Every passing second felt like an hour.
What if...
No.
She refused to think it.
She couldn't.
Without another thought...
She unbuckled her seat belt.
The click echoed inside the car.
Zaid immediately looked at her.
"Devyani?"
She opened the door.
"Hey!"
She stepped out.
"DEVYANI!"
He jumped out after her.
"What are you doing?"
She didn't answer.
She simply started running.
Barely aware of the vehicles around her.
Ignoring the horns.
Ignoring the people shouting.
Ignoring everything.
Her sandals slapped against the scorching road as she pushed through the crowd.
People turned to look.
Some moved aside.
Some complained.
She never stopped.
"Devyani!"
Zaid ran behind her.
"Stop!"
"It's dangerous!"
She kept running.
Her vision blurred.
Her lungs burned.
Her legs screamed in protest.
Still...
She ran.
Her dupatta flew wildly behind her.
Her hair escaped its clip, dancing in the wind.
Tears streamed endlessly down her face.
She stumbled against someone's shoulder.
Whispered a hurried apology.
Kept running.
She collided with another passerby.
Didn't stop.
Didn't slow down.
Every beat of her heart repeated only one name.
Rivan.
"I'm coming..."
She whispered between broken breaths.
"Please..."
"Just..."
"Wait for me..."
And for the first time in two years...
She wasn't running away from him.
She was running back to him.
Inside the villa...
The atmosphere was unusually peaceful.
Virendra sat with a files in his hands, though he had barely turned a page in the last ten minutes.
Yashodha was instructing the staff about dinner.
Payal and Rudraksh were arguing over a television remote.
Aradhya scrolled aimlessly through her phone while stealing irritated glances toward the entrance every now and then.
Reyansh was seated with a cup of black coffee, lazily reading business reports.
Even Rivan...
For once...
Had stopped arguing with everyone.
He sat quietly in the garden, one hand absentmindedly resting over the bandage wrapped around his palm.
His eyes weren't on the flowers.
Nor on the fountain.
They remained fixed on the empty entrance gate.
Waiting.
Without admitting he was waiting.
Without realizing...
He had been staring there for nearly an hour.
Virendra noticed it.
A faint smile tugged at his lips.
Poor boy...
Still pretending he wasn't hopelessly in love.
Just then
The peaceful silence shattered.
A security guard came sprinting through the main entrance.
Completely out of breath.
"Sir!"
Everyone looked up.
"What happened?"
Virendra asked immediately.
The guard bent over, trying to catch his breath.
"M-Ma'am..."
Everyone frowned.
"What Ma'am?"
"Miss... Miss Devyani..."
Rivan's head snapped toward him.
His heartbeat instinctively accelerated.
"What about her?"
The guard pointed toward the main gate.
"S-She..."
"...she's running."
Silence.
Everyone blinked.
"Running?"
Payal frowned.
"Running where?"
The guard swallowed.
"Here."
"Toward the villa."
"On foot."
Before anyone could process those words
Another guard rushed inside.
"Sir!"
"She's almost here!"
Aradhya stood up.
"Wait..."
"You mean..."
"She's literally running here?"
The guard nodded repeatedly.
"Yes, Ma'am."
"She got out of Mr.ZAID's car in the middle of traffic."
"She's been running the entire way."
The entire family stood up simultaneously.
"What?"
Yashodha exclaimed.
"Why would she do that?"
Reyansh's expression changed instantly.
Something was wrong.
Very wrong.
Without wasting another second
He marched toward the entrance.
Everyone followed.
Even Rivan had already stood up.
His brows knitted together in confusion.
The massive front doors opened.
And then...
Everyone saw her.
Far away.
Beyond the enormous gates.
Running.
Not walking.
Not jogging.
Running.
As though her entire life depended on reaching this place.
Her hair had completely come loose.
The wind threw strands across her tear-stained face.
Her breathing was uneven.
Her clothes were covered with dust.
Her sandals were barely staying on her feet.
She stumbled once.
Almost fell.
Caught herself.
Kept running.
Security guards exchanged confused glances.
No one understood what was happening.
Behind her...
Zaid could also be seen.
He was running after her.
Trying desperately to catch up.
"Devyani!"
He shouted.
"Slow down!"
"Please!"
She never looked back.
Not even once.
Her eyes remained fixed ahead.
On only one person.
Rivan.
The moment his eyes met hers...
Time stopped.
His heartbeat skipped.
Then another.
His fingers unconsciously loosened at his sides.
Every sound around him disappeared.
He couldn't hear the birds.
Couldn't hear the fountain.
Couldn't hear the people.
Couldn't hear Zaid shouting.
There was only her.
Running toward him.
Tears streaming endlessly down her face.
As if she had crossed an entire lifetime just to reach him.
Virendra looked from Devyani...
...to Rivan.
Then slowly removed his glasses.
"I..."
"What is happening?"
Even he couldn't understand.
Yashodha's hands instinctively covered her mouth.
Her eyes filled with tears.
"Oh God..."
Payal looked absolutely stunned.
"I..."
"Am I dreaming?"
Aradhya blinked several times.
"No..."
"No way..."
Rudraksh rubbed both his eyes.
"I definitely need glasses."
"There's no way Bhabhi is sprinting like a Bollywood heroine."
Even Reyansh...
Who almost never lost his composure...
Stood frozen.
Then...
Without warning
One of her sandals slipped off.
She didn't stop.
Didn't even turn around to pick it up.
She continued running barefoot.
Small stones cut into her feet.
Sharp gravel scraped against her skin.
She didn't feel any of it.
Blood slowly appeared beneath one heel.
Still...
She kept running.
Yashodha gasped loudly.
"Her feet..."
"My child..."
Someone from the staff instinctively moved to help.
Virendra immediately raised a hand.
"No."
"Don't stop her."
Everyone looked at him.
His gaze remained on Devyani.
"If she's running like this..."
"...then something much bigger is carrying her."
Rivan hadn't moved.
Not because he didn't want to.
Because he couldn't.
His feet felt rooted to the ground.
His mind refused to believe what his eyes were seeing.
His Kitten...
The same woman who had slapped him...
The same woman who couldn't even bear looking at him...
Was now running toward him with tears in her eyes.
His lips parted slightly.
A whisper escaped almost unconsciously.
"...Kitten?"
The word was so soft...
Only he heard it.
The distance between them kept shrinking.
Forty steps.
Thirty.
Twenty.
Ten.
The entire Thakur family stood holding their breath.
Not a single person dared speak.
Not a single soul dared interrupt.
Because it felt...
Like the climax of an old Bollywood love story.
Where after every misunderstanding...
Every separation...
Every heartbreak...
Two hearts finally found their way back to each other.
And for the first time in years...
The distance between them disappeared.
Devyani finally stopped.