*Parth's P.O.V.*

I reached my hotel.
I was boiling with anger..
My patience level had been crossed.. way back.
How can someone be so judgmental..
And this is not just the case with Shivangi's family.. probably every family in India, and maybe abroad too, is like this. My family too is like this..
You know, I understand, the concern for women, in this unsafe environment.. I also have sisters.. and nieces.
But you know, parents need to understand that their kids also become adults at some point.. and adults CAN take their own decisions.
Today.. when I lay hiding, under the bed, I was uncontrollably angry. I just couldn't bear Shivangi's tears. But if it was not for those tears, I would have fought there.
I wasn't getting angry for myself, I was getting angry for Shivangi. I can't see her like this.. but it I'm patient, that is also because of Shivangi.. it's for Shivangi.
Tonight, I have to go to her house.. to meet her father..
I'm not scared..
Just unsure, if I'll be able to control my anger or not..
All this while, I had been constantly reminding myself... and controlling myself, that I can't lose my temper.. I can't make anything difficult for Shivangi..

I was lying in bed when I got a call.. from an unknown number..

*Phone Conversation*

"Hello?!!", I received the call.

"Parth!!!", A strong voice remarked.

"Yes?!?
Who is this?", I answered.

"Main Hoon!?", Came a stern reply.

"Kaun bol raha hai..", I asked, slightly guessing who this could be.

"Main.. Shivangi Ka papa!!!
Tu aaj chup chap Ghar aa..", he demanded in the rudest tone possible.
Controlling my anger, I answered politely..

"Ji Sir.
Ok!!
Main aata hoon."

*Phone Conversation Ends*

After resting for a while, I got ready, and reached Shivangi's house, again.

"Hi!!", Shivangi whispered, as she opened the door, and welcomed me in.
I was about to hug her, when she eyed a blatant no.

Next, I was greeted by Shivangi's father.
I came forward to touch his feet but he moved away from there.
I sat down, and then there was an eerie silence in the room.
Shivangi, after opening the door, and ran inside, to stay away from her father, and Shivangi's mother was nowhere to be seen.
I was sitting and looking down, at times, glancing at Shivangi's father, who was just staring at me.. like without blinking his eyes for even a second.

Thankfully, the awkwardness was broken by Shivangi's mother, who came in with water and some snacks.
I got up immediately on seeing her, and touched her feet.

"God Bless You!
Kaisa hai?!", She asked lovingly.

I can never be more thankful to God, for giving me such an understanding *hopefully to-be-mother-in-law*..

"Main theek aunty..
Aap kaisi hain?!", I asked.

"Main theek Hoon!", She smiled.

"Lekin jo ho raha hai woh theek nahi ho raha hai..", Shivangi's father suddenly remarked, breaking the loving talks.

"Shivangiiiiiiiiiiiii!!!!!
Shivangiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!!!!", He started screaming, and within a minute, Shivangi appeared in the room.

"Baith yahan...
Ab sab baat saamne hi karte hain..", he said.
He was about to say something when his phone rang.
It was probably important, and so he left the room, to attend the call.
Before anyone could say anything, I said..

"Listen up guys!!!
Especially you.. Shivangi..
Chup baithna tu..
PLEASE!!!!
Chup baithna..
Main manage karta hu...
Tu please apna kuch mat kehna..", I almost begged Shivangi.

"Kyun?!
Main kyun na kuch boloon??
Agar papa kuch bolenge.. to main kyun na saamne se boloon..
Agar koi tumse kuch kahega.. to main chup nahi baithne wali.", Shivangi said.

"Bas... Tu yahi kar...
Aur humara kuch nahi hoga..
Aunty aap please Shivangi ko samjhao..
Hum iss samay unse kam position mein hain.. in the sense... That woh bade Hain.. and he is going to talk to me.. to give me the responsibility of his daughter... For life.", I tried to explain.

"Par...", Shivangi again started to speak when I said.

"Shivangi..
Mere liye.. please!!!
For me.. just keep quiet.", I said.

"Shivangi..
Parth ko apne hisaab se kar lene de jo woh kar raha hai..
Uspe chhodte hain..", Shivangi's mother explained, and she reluctantly agreed.

Shivangi's mom had just completed her sentence, and her husband came back in.

"Haan to bhai..
Kya chakkar chala rakha hai tu ne..", he said.

"Sir..
Main pyaar karta hu Shivangi se..
Please...
Main shaadi karna chahta hoon isse!", I came straight to the point.
I honestly had no energy left.. to beat round the bush and first create an impression.

"KYA HAAAAN?!!!
Kya samajhke rakha hai tu ne..
Beti hai meri...
Aise kaise shaadi??!!!!
Aur kyun karaaoon main uski shaadi tujhse..", He screamed.

"Papa main..", and before Shivangi could complete, both me and her mother glanced at her, and she shut up immediately.

"Sir..
I really love her.
Aur woh bhi mujhse pyaar karti hai..
Uncle.. hum pichhle do saal se ek dusre ko jaante hain..
Ek dusre se pyaar karte hain..
Par kabhi.. kabhi bhi Shivangi ki padhai na toh affect hui.. aur na hi uske attitude mein kuch bigda...
Aur agar uncle main serious na hota, to na to do saal main iska wait karta..
Aur na hi pichhle teen dinon se ek bilkul naye sheher mein.. apna kaam chhodke pada hota..
Agar ek banda itni himmat rakhta hai ki woh aise saamne se ladki ka haath maange.. to woh serious hi hoga uncle..", I said.

"Lag hi raha hai ki tu actor hai..
Dialogue to suno zara iske..
Huhh?!!!!
Main sochoonga..
Jo ladka mujhse jhooth bolke mere ghar mein aa sakta hai.. ajnabi bane rehne ka naatak Kar sakta hai.. to woh serious to nahin hoga..", he remarked half sternly half sarcastically.

"Uncle..", and before I could even say something, he showed me his hand, and stopped me from speaking.

"Kal.. hum Shivangi ke nani ke Ghar jaayenge..
Uski Maasi.. Mamu.. Nanu.. sab honge..
Sabke saamne ab hogi.. aage ki baat.
Address bhej doonga..
Pohonch Jana..", he said.

"Ji Uncle.", I nodded.

"Isko apne saath hi le chalte Hain naa..
Alag se kahan ghar dhoondhte dhoondhte aayega..", Shivangi's mother suddenly remarked.

"Kyun??
Taxi le le..
Pohoncha degi..
Saath mein aane ka koi matlab nahi hai..", he gave a curt reply.

"Aap address bhej dijiyega sir..
Main.. I will reach in time.", I said.

"Hmm..
Achha tum dono zara andar jaao..
Mujhe akele mein baat karni hai isse..", Shivangi's father said to his wife and daughter.
I was just praying that my beautiful girlfriend keeps her mouth shut.. and at the same time I was thinking of a way to interrupt her, when I was shocked..
Shocked because Shivangi Aggarwal didn't say anything... She kept shut!!!!
She didn't argue with her father..
I wiped off the imaginary sweat, mentally.. and let out a deep sigh..

Shivangi and her mother were almost out of the room, when..

"Papa..
Main ek shart pe baahar jaaoongi..
Agar aap iske baad mujhe bhi thodi der Parth se akele mein baat karne denge..", Shivangi remarked, out of the blue, her words cutting through the deadly silence..

How... How could I have ever thought.. even in my wildest dreams... That Shivangi would have listened to me.. and would have not argued...
How?!!!

"Achha..
Ab tu itni badi ho gayi hai.. ki mere saamne shart rakhegi..", Shivagni's father remarked in a loud voice, and instead of being quiet, she shrugged her shoulders.. VERY EVIDENTLY.

And I slapped my forehead..
We are seriously a couple made in heaven...
Perfectly Similar...
Had it not been for her... My reactions would have hands down been same as hers..
Probably a little worse..

I was constantly looking at Shivangi's father..
With a disgustful expression, he agreed to Shivangi's *SHART*.
After both the ladies left the room, Shivangi's father cleared his throat once..
And then twice..
And then thrice...
He was clearly looking very uncomfortable..

And before he could try to say something, I said..

"Sir..
Kuch nahi..
Hum dono ke beech kabhi kuch bhi nahi hua..
Main samajhta hoon.. ki ek ladki ki self respect Kya hoti hai..
Aur main hamesha us self respect ko maintain karke rakhoonga..
Yahi keh raha tha main.. ki agar mujhe kuch karna hota to main yahan... Aapke saamne nahi hota!"

"Tujhe kaise pata.. ki main yahi poochhne wala Hoon..??", Shivangi's father asked with astonishment.
I just didn't have an answer..
Bas pata tha mujhe..

I just smiled..
And finally.. he smiled too.
He patted on my shoulder.. and nodded his head smilingly.

"Main bhejta hoon Shivangi ko..
Aur haan.. kal tu humare saath hi chalna..", he said, before leaving the room.

Well done Parth!!! You are almost there..
After a few minutes, Shivangi entered..
And before I could even say anything, she ran to me and snuggled into my chest..
I wrapped my arms around her, taking her soul in mine..
This is how our world is... Within each other..

"I love you!", She whispered softly..

"I love you too Shivi!", I whispered in a similar manner, and softly pecked her head.. resting my chin, on top of her head..

No words were spoken..
I understood.. how silence speaks..
How silence, at times, is louder and more meaningful than words..
The power of emotions multiplies by umpteen numbers, when it's expressed in silence... Be it anger.. or be it love.

After a good five minutes, we broke the hug and we're just looking into each other's eyes when Shivangi's mom came in..

"Umm.. bachhon!", She said.

"Ji aunty!
Haan ji mumma!", We asked together.

"Kal hum nahi jaa rahe nani ke Ghar..", she said.

"Kyun??', I asked.

"Parth.. tum Kal shaam ko Ghar aana.. yahin!
Phir bataayenge.. ki kyun nhi Gaye hum Shivangi ki Nani ke ghar..
Aur aage Kya hona hai..", She said and then left.

After some time, I went back to my hotel too... Wondering what's going on.. and what does time have in store for us.

*Parth's P.O.V. Ends*

*Shivangi's P.O.V.*

God knows what was happening..
Ek baar bolte hain.. Nani Ghar jaana hai..
Phir kehte hain.. Nani Ghar nahi jaana hai..

The day passed very slowly..
And in the evening, when I called up Parth..
He told me that he wasn't coming to my place tonight, because my father had called him up and told him to not come home.. and that he would call him after a few days..
I told mumma about it and she too had no clue.. she told me to wait till papa comes home.

Hours passed really slowly, but they did.
It was finally time for papa to come home..

At about 10:45 at night, I opened the door.. it was my father...

"Hello papa..", I said softly.

"Jaa... Zara do cup coffee bana ke la.. aur phir baith yahan aake..
Baat karni hai tere se..", he said grimly and went to freshen up.

He seemed to be in a terrible mood. I looked at mummy... my saviour..
but she shrugged her shoulders.

"Mujhe kuch nahi pata.. tujhe bulaya hai.. tu dekh!"

I made coffee.. and then went to papa.

"Bahar.. living room mein rakh..", he said angrily and I did what I was told.

I was sitting and waiting for papa to come when..

"Hi!!! Wassup!!!!???!!!"

I turned to my right and was surprised to see Parth.

"Tum?!!!!
Tum yahan kya kar rahe ho????", I asked in shock and irritation.

"Uncle se baat karne aaya hoon..
Pata nahi unhone aaj ghar aane se kyun Mana Kar Diya..
Lekin mujhe to aana hi tha..
I can't waste any time..
And anyways.. afterall ladka hoon main.", He said.

I felt like murdering him.
I rushed inside to check where my father was..
He was already in a very bad mood.. and because he had asked Parth to not come home.. seeing him here he would get even more mad.
Thankfully he had just entered the bathroom to take a bath.

"Mummaaaaaaa!!!!!", I whispered to mom, so that papa doesn't hear me.

"Kya hua?!!", She asked.

"Aap chalo... Yahan aao..", I said and took her to the living area.

"Hey bhagwaan!!!!!! Iss ladke ko saaan nahi hai bilkul..
Tu yahan kya kar raha hai???", mummy too slapped her forehead.

"Maine socha main uncle se baat kar loon..
Mujhse nahi wait ho Raha!", He beamed with joy.

"Shudaai ho gaya hai yeh Shivangi.. khud bhi marega.. tujhe bhi marvaayega..", mummy reacted in disgust.

"Parth... Tum please...", I was saying something..

"SHIVANGI?!!!!!! Coffee ready hai na... Aa raha hoon main..", I heard my father's voice.

"Marr gaye!!!!! Mumma... Kya karein??", I asked in despair.

"Mujhe nahi pata..", my HELPFUL mother went inside.

"Shivangiiiiiiiiiiiii....", I heard papa's voice getting louder.

"Yeh uncle ki aawaaz tez si kyun hoti jaa rahi hai??", Parth asked as he sipped coffee from one of the mugs placed on the table.

"Baandar!!!!!!!
Papa yahan aa rahe hain..
Tu jaa naaaa... Aur yeh coffee rakh!", I remarked irritably and snatched the mug of coffee from him.
And in a minute, papa was in the living area.
And Right in front of him... Sat...
His daughter... And her *supposed* boyfriend, whom he didn't really like much....

"Papa... Woh mujhe... Mujhe nahi pata yeh kon hai?!", I spoke any random thing in fear.

"KYA??!!! Tu ne mujhe yahan bulaaya..
Aur tujhe yeh nahi pata ki main kon hoon???
Jhooth na bol SHIVI!!!", Parth remarked, calling me, Shivi.

"Uhmmmm!!!!! Uhmmmm!!!!!!!!", Papa did a fake cough, as if to mark his presence.

"Papa... Papa maine ise yahan nahi bulaaya..
Main sach bol rahi hoon..
Mujhe nahi pata ki yeh yahan kya kar raha hai??
I swear papa... Really!!", I remarked honestly and of course, with a lot of fear in my voice.

"Maine bulaaya hai ise!!", Papa finally spoke.

"Aapne?!!!
Kyun???", I asked.

"Baat karni thi..", he said.

"Kya... Kya baat papa..
Aapne to Mana Kar Diya tha..", I asked again.

"Ab nahi karni... Tu to ise jaanti hi nahi.. teri problem solved..
Koi issue hi nahi hai.. parth tu ja yahan se..
Meri beti to tujhe jaanti hi nahi..", he remarked seriously, referring to my last statement and Parth too got up.

"Arre nahi.. ek minute... Main jaanti hu isko...
Main woh kehna chahti thi ki.. maine ise nahi bulaaya..
Jaanti hoon main ise.. jaanti hoon!", I clarified immediately and Parth sat down.

"Ji uncle.. aapko kya baat karni thi?!", Parth asked innocently, a tone which was the complete opposite of the tone he was talking in, when talking to me.

"Main woh keh raha tha..
Ki...", And papa shut up.

"Shivangi coffee thandi ho gayi hai.. jaa garam karke la..", he changed the topic.

"Papa... Aap bol lo pehle... Main phir karti hoon coffee garam..", I whined.

"Jo bola ja raha hai.. uss kaam ko karne mein problem hai tujhe..", he remarked in a stern voice and I got up immediately.

I was about to pick up the coffee mugs, when I heard a giggle from Parth, who was laughing because my father scolded me.
I, very quietly, picked up the tray with the mugs, stamped on Parth's foot and went inside.
In a minute or two, I was back with the hot coffee.
As soon as I sat, papa said..

"Haan to main keh raha tha ki...
Ek date bata tu...
Jab hum teri family se mil sakte hain... Taaki aage engagement ki baat ho sake..", he remarked smilingly.
I jumped up in excitement...

"Matlab papa??!!?", I asked in excitement.

"Uncle aap bhi kaafi achhi acting kar lete hain..", Parth remarked.
And that's when I realised that my father knew that Parth was coming, and Parth too, knew that my father had approved of my relationship with him.

"Yaar aap log to matlab hadd karte ho..", I remarked as I hugged my father.

"To?!! Kaisa laga humara plan??", mummy who had also come, smirked.
She too was a part of this plan.

All of us then had dinner..

"Umm.. uncle... Aunty... Thank you!!!! Aap nahi jaante.. ki aap log ki iss permission ne mujhe.. actually hum dono ko, kitna achha lag raha hai..", Parth said after dinner.

"Ek baat aur.. main kya abhi.. Shivangi ko... Coffee ke liye le ja sakta hoon..
Main pakka time pe ise ghar drop kar doonga.. Pleaseeeee...", He begged and I gave him a look.

"Parth... Beta.... Itna maang.. jitna mil paaye..", I mumbled under my breath.

"Shivangi... Apne room mein ja..", papa said sternly.
I was going into my room when I heard my father's voice from behind..

"kuch achha pehen ka aana...
Aur thoda jaldi...
Wait kar raha hai yeh ladka.."

"Ok papa!!", I giggled in excitement and went to change quickly.
I came down in fifteen minutes and then we went out.
Parth decided to take me to his hotel.. for coffee and cake.

"So?!!!! Congratulations!!!!! To be Mrs. Shivangi Parth Samthaan..", he nudged me.

"Shut. Up!!!!!", I said.

"Arre kyun?!!!, He asked in surprise.

"Tumko bohot maza aata hai na??!!!! Mazaak udaane mein... Yahan meri jaan nikal rahi thi.. aur tum has rahe ho?", I
screamed.

"Arre?!?? Baad mein achha laga na... Phir kya farak padta hai.. ki beech mein kya hua..
Arre Shivangi.. All's well that ends well.", He preached and I hit him on his shoulder.

"Ek chaanta padega...
Kaise boyfriend ho??
Mere against... Mere hi parents ke saath khada hai!!
Wow!!!!
Mujhse alag... Aur baaki saari duniya ke saath...", I exclaimed.

Both me and Parth were in the car.
Parth stopped the car, and unfastened the seatbelt.

"Kya?!!! Kya kar rahe ho??", I asked.

"Soch raha hoon.. ki apni girlfriend ki shikaayaton ko door kar doon..", he said.

"Achaa ji?!!?
Aur woh kaise?", I asked.

"Baaki saari duniya se alag... Aur tere saath hoke..", he winked and pulled me towards himself.

"Please chhodo mujhe... Chup chap coffee pilao aur phir ghar drop karo.. yeh Delhi ya Mumbai nahi hai..", I said and pushed him away.
I then tied my long tresses into a bun.

He immediately opened my hair loose, and pulled me towards himself all over again, with a jerk.. almost making me breathless.
He cleared my face.. and tucked my hair behind her ears.
He then gently kissed my forehead...
And then both my eyes..
then my left cheek..
and then my right cheek.
Finally it was the turn of the lips.
He ran his fingers across my glossed lips..

"Jo kiya hai.. jo kar raha hoon...
Sirf tere liye kar raha hoon..
Aaj tak shayad apni mom se kabhi thappad nahi khaaya...
Par teri mummy se kha liya..
Sirf tere liye.", he whispered softly.

"Nahi khaana chahiye tha na..", I whispered too, as if in a trance because of his touch.

"Vaise to CHHUPAANAA bhi nahi chahiye tha unse...
Par chhupaaya na..
Kuch kaam karne padte hain...
Cheezen sehni padti hain...
For a bigger interest...
For a bigger treasure...
Mere liye woh treasure teri woh smile hai...
Jo tu ne uncle ke haan bolne par di thi...
Mere liye woh treasure tera woh blush hai...
Jo abhi tere face se tapak raha hai...
Kuch bhi kar sakta hoon main uss smile ke liye...
Kuch bhi kar sakta hoon main uss blush ke liye...
HAMESHA!!", he whispered again and then kissed me on my lips.
We then drove to the hotel... Had coffee and then Parth dropped me home.

Parth stayed in Amritsar for the next two weeks because I had my entrance exams and then their results.. for my further studies.
In ten days' time, my results had come out.. and J had got admission in Mumbai.
This was the first step.. and that had been cleared.
Next big thing.. was the engagement...
THE PARSHI ENGAGEMENT!!!!!!!!!!

My parents had spoken and convinced the entire family..
Parth had met them also.. and it was all sorted.
And now the preparations for the engagement were going on in full swing.

But before that... Was another big challenge..
THE NN FAM!!!!!!!

A/N: Sorry Sorry Sorry!!!!!
I know I'm terribly late...
But I'm here to make up for the delay...
With a superrrrrr long update..
That too, one with a happy ending.. and no cliffhangers!!!!!
I hope the update brings a smile on your face..
I loved how it turned.
But more than that.. I am loving the AMAZING response that I am getting..
It's extremely motivating guys..
Thank you so so much for all the love!!!
It means so much.. I just cannot explain in words...

Also!!!
I know that you hate PDA..
But I can't help... I somehow love it!!!
So...  I LOVE YOU SHIVANGI!!!!!
THANK YOU SO MUCH... FOR EVERYTHING!!!!!

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