FF - Plot twist

Chapter 11 - Introspection

Shyam just smiled and said, "Okay."

"What!? Are you okay with this?"

"Yes. How can I deny the opportunity I am getting to live with my family." Shyam said hugging Arnav.

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"Chote, how can you ignore your health like this?"

"Other than work you cannot see any thing."

"Look at this *Taking out the thermometer from his mouth* 103 C!!! You will do nothing but rest for a week."

"Now what are you looking at? Didn't you here us, sleep now."

Ranted Anjali and Nani, not caring about the helpless looks Arnav was giving them.

"Rani Sahiba, Naniji, he can only rest if you both stop showing your concern while shouting at him." Came Shyam to his rescue much to Arnav's relief.

"Damadji? But look at him. 103 C!!"

"And this is your fault, Shyamji. If you hadn't​ let him go to the meeting, he would not have fallen ill."

"Di, that wasn't Jijaji's fault. Meeting was really important." Arnav defended shyam.

"You are still awake?"

"Umm...well....only if you let the room be silent."

"Fine! We are leaving but you have to rest. No more working on your laptop." Saying that, Anjali and Nani left the room.

"Saale Saab, don't worry. You work, I won't tell them. But only after you get enough rest."

Shyam also left the room, leaving a smiling Arnav.

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Remembering all these events brought​ tears in Arnav's eyes. Shyam was like an elder brother to him. He always put Anjali's happiness before his. He even agreed to live in their house not bothering about what outsiders mocked about him. He cared for the entire family not leaving anyone behind.

"No!! He can never do that. All the care..... it was genuine!! He meant all what he said. Payal and NK must have misunderstood him, or they must be lying or Payal must have lied to NK and brainwashed him. She.....the Guptas.....they...."

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"Sambhal ke Nandakishore!!!(Careful)."

Hearing buaji's shout. Arnav came down rushing from his room.

There sat Anjali on the sofa with her foot injured. Before he could react or do anything, the Guptas aided her wound and took care of her more gently and carefully that Arnav could have had.

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"Arre, don't worry, Devyani ji. Arnav Babua must be on his way." Buaji said.

"No, Madhumatiji. This is too much. He rarely spends time with us when we are together." Nani said, dissappointed with Arnav.

"Haan, Naniji. All he care about is work, work and work." Khushi said, riling up Nani more.

"Sanka devi, tu chup kar!(You keep shut)" growled buaji in Khushi's ears to which she just pouted.

Meanwhile, Payal called Arnav.

"Hello."

"Hello, Arnavji. I am Payal."