Mere pati Parmeshwar ji banengge aap? #4
"Don't cry."
A sad smile touched her lips.
"You always tell me not to cry..."
Her voice was barely audible.
"...but you're the reason I cry the most."
His hands stopped.
For a long moment...
Neither of them moved.
His head slowly lifted until his eyes met hers.
There was no defense in them.
No arrogance.
Only regret.
"So I do."
His smile was small.
Broken.
"I guess I owe you a lifetime of making you smile instead."
The words settled deep inside her heart.
She watched him continue cleaning her foot with the same impossible tenderness.
Finally...
She whispered,
"I just wanted to find you."
His hands froze again.
"I didn't care where I was running..."
Her voice cracked.
"I didn't care if my feet bled."
Another tear escaped.
"I didn't even realize they were bleeding."
She swallowed painfully.
"I just..."
She looked directly into his eyes.
"...needed you."
The world stopped.
Those three words echoed inside Rivan's chest louder than any gunshot he had ever heard.
Needed you.
His breathing caught.
His fingers loosened around the handkerchief until it slipped from his grasp and fell silently onto the grass.
He stared at her as though afraid he had imagined hearing it.
"You..."
His voice was hoarse.
"...needed me?"
She nodded through tears.
"I wanted to reach you."
"I wanted to see you."
"I wanted..."
Her lips trembled.
"...to make sure you were here."
That was enough.
Completely enough.
Rivan stood in one smooth motion.
Before she could react, his arms slid around her waist, lifting her effortlessly from the bench.
She let out a small gasp as he drew her against him.
There was nothing hesitant about the embrace.
It wasn't possessive.
It wasn't forceful.
It was desperate.
Like a man who had spent two years convincing himself he deserved to lose her, only to suddenly find her in his arms again.
He held her close enough to feel every heartbeat.
Every shaky breath.
Every lingering sob.
His face buried itself in the curve of her neck.
His eyes closed.
For several long seconds...
He simply breathed.
Her familiar scent.
The warmth of her skin.
The reality that she was truly here.
His arms tightened ever so slightly, careful not to hurt her.
A deep, unsteady breath escaped him.
"I'm here..."
His voice vibrated softly against her shoulder.
"I'm right here, Kitten."
One of his hands slowly moved upward, cradling the back of her head with infinite care.
"You found me."
Another long breath.
"And I'm not going anywhere."
He rested his forehead against her shoulder, closing his eyes tighter.
The confession surprised even him.
Rivan Thakur...
The man who feared nothing...
Had just admitted fear.
Not for himself.
For her.
"If you're hurting..."
he whispered,
"...come to me."
"If you're angry..."
"Come to me."
"If you're crying..."
"Come to me."
"And if the whole world turns against you..."
He slowly leaned back just enough to look into her eyes again.
"Stand behind me."
His thumb brushed another tear from her cheek.
"I'll face it first."
For a moment, Devyani simply stared at him.
Then, without another word, she rested her forehead against his.
Her eyes closed.
The trembling gradually faded.
Not because the pain had disappeared.
But because, for the first time in a very long time...
She no longer felt like she had to carry it alone.
Slowly...
Devyani loosened her hold around Rivan.
Her fingers slipped from the fabric of his shirt one by one, lingering for the briefest second before finally letting go.
Rivan instinctively tightened his grip, almost unwilling to release her.
But she gently stepped back.
Her injured foot protested the movement, yet she stood anyway.
Straight.
Proud.
Her chest rose and fell with heavy breaths as she tried to steady herself.
The tears were still there.
But there was something else in her eyes now.
Resolve.
The entire garden fell into an almost sacred silence.
No one moved.
No one spoke.
Virendra frowned slightly.
Yashodha exchanged a confused glance with Payal.
Aradhya blinked repeatedly.
Rudraksh scratched his head.
Even Reyansh, who usually seemed to understand everything before everyone else, narrowed his eyes with curiosity.
Only one person knew.
Zaid.
He stood quietly a few steps away.
His hands rested inside his pockets, but his jaw remained clenched.
He knew exactly why she had broken down.
He knew exactly what she had learned.
He also knew...
What was about to happen.
The family's curious gazes instinctively shifted toward him.
Zaid simply lowered his eyes.
He wasn't going to say a word.
This wasn't his moment anymore.
It belonged to them.
Slowly...
Devyani lifted her head.
Her eyes searched for only one face.
Rivan.
He was still standing exactly where she had left him.
Still staring at her.
Still trying to understand why she had suddenly run into his arms.
Why she had cried like her heart had been ripped apart.
His heartbeat had yet to return to normal.
She looked at him for several long seconds.
Then...
A tiny smile appeared through her tears.
Not a perfect smile.
A trembling one.
The kind born after surviving a storm.
She folded her hands neatly behind her back.
Tilted her head ever so slightly.
And in the softest voice...
She spoke.
"Mr. Ex-Pati Parmeshwar ji..."
The title alone made Payal's eyebrows shoot upward.
Aradhya slapped a hand over her own mouth to stop herself from gasping.
Rudraksh looked between the two of them, utterly confused.
Rivan simply blinked.
His brain had completely stopped functioning.
Then came the words that no one...
Not even in their wildest imagination...
Expected to hear.
"...mere pati ji banenge aap?"
("Mr. Ex-Husband... will you become my husband again?")
Silence.
Utter...
Complete...
Silence.
The breeze stopped feeling cold.
The birds seemed to stop chirping.
Even the fountain in the garden suddenly felt too quiet.
Rivan stared at her.
Once.
Twice.
His lips parted slightly.
Nothing came out.
His pupils widened.
His breathing stopped altogether.
He looked as though someone had forgotten to restart time around him.
Virendra was the first to react.
His eyes grew impossibly wide.
Then...
A smile slowly spread across his face.
A proud...
Relieved...
Father's smile.
His shoulders visibly relaxed.
"So..."
he whispered to himself.
"...our daughter has finally come home."
Beside him, Yashodha's eyes immediately filled with tears.
she whispered.
"My children found each other again..."
Payal let out the loudest gasp imaginable.
"Oh."
"My."
"God."
She smacked Rudraksh's arm repeatedly.
"Did you hear that?"
"Did you hear that?"
"Tell me I didn't hallucinate!"
Rudraksh looked like his soul had temporarily left his body.
He blinked once.
Twice.
Then his knees simply gave up.
He dropped dramatically onto the grass.
"I..."
"What just happened?"
"I need water."
"No..."
"I need oxygen."
Aradhya stared at Devyani with sparkling eyes.
Then looked at Rivan.
Then back at Devyani.
A huge grin spread across her face.
"I ship this."
"I SHIP THIS!"
Virendra chuckled despite himself.
Yashodha lightly smacked Aradhya's shoulder.
"This isn't the time."
"But Maa!"
"It is exactly the time!"
Even the household staff had quietly begun smiling among themselves.
After everything they had witnessed over the years...
This felt nothing short of miraculous.
Reyansh, meanwhile...
Didn't look surprised.
Not even slightly.
He folded his arms across his chest.
A slow, victorious grin appeared on his face.
Finally.
He had waited far too long for this.
His gaze shifted toward the man still standing frozen in the middle of the garden.
"...Idiot."
he muttered under his breath.
"I knew she'd forgive you before you figured out how to ask."
Still...
Rivan hadn't moved.
Not even an inch.
His expression remained completely blank.
Like his brain had refused to process reality.
Devyani sighed dramatically.
Placed both hands on her waist.
Raised an eyebrow.
"What happened, Mr. Thakur?"
"You negotiate billion-dollar deals every day."
"You threaten half the city before breakfast."
"And now one simple question has broken your system?"
A few muffled laughs escaped from the family.
Rivan finally blinked.
Once.
Then again.
He pointed at himself like a thoroughly confused man.
"...Me?"
Devyani couldn't help smiling.
"No."
She looked around theatrically.
"I'm asking the gardener."
That earned an outright laugh from everyone.
Even Virendra couldn't stop himself.
Reyansh pinched the bridge of his nose.
"God."
"He really is an idiot."
Rivan finally managed to find his voice.
"...Kitten..."
His voice cracked embarrassingly.
"You..."
"You just..."
She nodded patiently.
"Yes."
"I did."
He swallowed.
Hard.
"You..."
"...want to marry me again?"
This time, her smile softened completely.
"I didn't ask because I was confused."
She took one careful step toward him.
"I asked because I already know my answer."
Another step.
"And this time..."
She stopped directly in front of him again.
"...I'm asking you."
For the first time in years...
The feared Rivan Thakur looked completely speechless.
And the entire Thakur family watched with enormous smiles, silently praying that their stubborn son would recover from the shock quickly enough to answer the question that had changed everything.
Laga jhatka ????
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Welll RIVAN ko shock laga hai tame lagega digest karne????
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