The car finally came to a halt, and the family began pouring out.
Dadi, Siya's mother, her Maashi, even her Mami, and Nani were all there to welcome them. Of course, the entire baacha party was present too... except Vihaan, Jayveer, and Reyansah, who were still sleeping on the sofa, Reyansah hugging his father. Who would even believe he was eighteen? Ufff... let it be.
"Wow... Jiju is so handsome!" Amaira exclaimed, eyes sparkling.
"Aira..." Aadhira scolded gently.
"Papa, see! Maumma is scolding me," she complained to Rishi, her father.
"She scolded me too, darling... don't worry, we are in the same boat," Rishi replied, and everyone burst into laughter.
"Wow, Maa! You have such a big house... like a palace!" Ishivik said, holding his tiny bouquet of flowers carefully in his little hands.
"It's yours too, Ishuuu," Siya replied, beaming.
"Aarey aarey... Ruhi beta, aarti toh karo! Jamai jiii kiii kahaan baato mein ulhaj gayi?"
[Oh dear Ruhi, do the aarti! Our son-in-law is already getting lost in thought!]
Ruhanika gently performed the aarti for all three of them. Ruhaan bent to touch the feet of everyone. The ladies blessed him one by one, their smiles warm and eyes full of love. His hands were still slightly red, but hidden under his hoodie.
"Jite rahehooo baache! Meri beti zyada pareshan toh nahi karti na?" Ruhanika asked, a gentle smile on her face.
[May you live long, dear! My daughter doesn't trouble you too much, right?]
"Seriously, Maa..." Siya muttered, rolling her eyes with playful embarrassment.
"Nooo," Ruhaan replied with a soft smile, shaking his head.
Then it was Malti's turn. She bent slightly, pressing a gentle kiss to his forehead.
"Kush rahooo meri poti... apne liye hira chunna hai aapne," she said warmly.
[Be happy, my granddaughter... you've picked a gem for yourself.]
Next came Supriya.
"Aww, such a gem! You are my child," she said turning to Siya, her eyes sparkling. "Pasand aachi hai tumari... meri natin."
[I like your choice... my granddaughter.]
Siya winked at her Nani, her cheeks flushing with happiness.
Ruhaan could feel the warmth of the ladies,grandmother, mother, and aunts surrounding him. He also bent and touched the feet of Adhira and Kritika, receiving their blessings.
"Mujhe sab ignore kar rahe hooo kya? Saara pyaar Bhai kooo!" Ishivik pouted, looking adorable as ever.
[Is everyone ignoring me? All the love is going to Bhai!]
"Aww, mera baacha... come here!" Ruhanika called softly. He bent to touch her feet, but she scooped him up into her arms.
Siya immediately ran to her father, grabbed Reyansah's head gently, and nestled her head against his chest.
" Aagayiii app, jalkudii kahi kiii..." he murmured playfully.
[ You come , you little troublemaker...]
She chuckled softly at her boldness, and Ruhaan laughed at the adorable scene.
Ishivik then turned to the ladies, proudly holding out his little bouquet.
"See you, pretty pretty lady! I brought flowers for you all," he announced, his voice full of innocence.
"Awww!" every lady cooed together, utterly charmed by his tiny antics and pure heart.
The house was alive with warmth, laughter, and blessings moments that would linger in memory forever.
Kairav and Rahil barged in, their speakers booming with energy, the music thumping so loudly it seemed to shake the walls.
And then... the song started. "Mere Jija Jiii..." [ my brother in law song]The moment the first notes hit, every eye turned toward Ishivik.
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Her innocent king
Romance"Her innocent King" He never wore a crown, never held a gun... but still, he ruled her world. She was born with blood on her hands and fire in her veins-the mafia princess everyone feared. A girl who could break ribs without breaking a sweat, yet s...
