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As soon as Teju finished speaking, Karan's dad's eyes widened in disbelief. His face twisted into a mixture of shock and fury. Without a second thought, he raised his hand and slapped Karan hard .

Karan stumbled back, his head snapping to the side. "Oww!" he yelled, rubbing his cheek, but before he could react, Karan's dad grabbed him by the collar, pulling him forward and slapping him again. "Nalayak! Khotte da puttar!" he shouted, his voice thick with anger. "itne saalo se muje meri poti se chupake rakha tune.....?! How dare you, Karan?!"

Karan's legs started to wobble as he tried to dodge another slap. "Papa, please, thoda sambhalke!" he yelled, but it was no use. 

Karan turned and began running around the living room, trying to escape the storm of slaps. Karan's dad, in his anger, chased after him like a wild bull, smacking Karan on the back with both hands. "Meri poti ko chupaya..." he grumbled, as his son sprinted across the room. "kya samajta hai tu khud ko....?"

Karan, now desperately looking for anything to defend himself, ducked behind a chair. 

"Papa..baat toh sun lo..!" Karan pleaded, his face red from the slaps, trying to cover his head with his arms. But his dad wasn't listening. He continued to beat him with his hands, shaking his head in disbelief. " teri toh....itni badi baat muj se chupayi tune......." he muttered as he raised his hand again.

Meanwhile, Teju, sitting at the couch, couldn't hold back her laughter. Her shoulders shook with laughter as she watched Karan running around the room like a scared puppy, trying to escape his father's wrath.

Karan's dad stopped for a moment, staring at Teju as if asking for her approval, but Teju just shook her head, still giggling faking her innocence saying, " 2 - 3 mere taraf se  bhi maro isse papa..."

Karan shot her a death glare.

Karan's dad, still seething with anger, paused for a moment, his eyes burning with fury as he glared at Karan. He took a deep breath, his nostrils flaring. "Kaha hai vo abhi?" he demanded, his voice sharp and heavy with frustration.

Karan saw him still huffing , " kon?"

karan;s dad glared him , " teri maa.."

karan : " hain?? vo toh trip pe gayi hai na..shaam mai aayegi na...."

karan's dad: "  abee vo nalayak .............meri pyaari poti kaha hai??? " ( glaring him)

Karan, trying to regain some composure, stammered, "aai baba ke ghar pe hai vo ."

Karan's dad's eyes widened in disbelief as he threw his hands up dramatically. "Meri poti... Prakash ke sath hai?" he practically wailed, as if the earth had shattered beneath him. " nhi nhi..ye nhi ho sakta?" His voice echoed with utter disbelief, like a scene from a tragic drama. "Meri poti,uske saath hai! Kyun?!"

Karan, looking around in confusion, rubbed his temples. "Papa, please... calm down, yaar....ye over acting karne ka time nhi hai ." But his father was on a roll now, and no one could stop him.

Karan's dad looked at Teju, his eyes wide with exaggerated shock, as if Teju had just dropped a bombshell. "teju..beta..prakash ko ye sach pata tha???" His voice had an incredulous tone, and he glared at Teju, waiting for her confirmation.

Teju chuckled , "ha papa...baba ko pata tha.....aai baba pratik..sabko pata hai""

Karan's dad stood there, his face contorting with jealousy and disbelief, the drama escalating with each word. "Meri poti ka fav uska nanu ban gaya hai...nhi...ye nhi ho sakta " He repeated, shaking his head in utter frustration.

He looked at Karan, his gaze narrowing. "ye..ye sab teri wajah se ho raha hai..nakayl...dekh le tu..agar kavu ka fav uska nanu ban gaya na toh tuje toh jaidad se hi nikal dunga mai..!" He practically threw his hands up in the air, his face an overdramatic mix of hurt and fury.

In a fit of frustration, he picked up his chappal from the ground and hurled it at Karan. The slipper flew through the air and hit Karan squarely on the shoulder. " meri poti ka fav mai hi rahunga..thats it !!!!" he spat out, completely exasperated.

Karan ducked, avoiding the next flying chappal. "Papa, stop throwing your shoes at me!!!! khoon hu aapka mai yaar" he yelled, looking around in desperation for an escape.

Teju, still sitting there, couldn't help but burst into laughter at the dramatic chaos unfolding before her. 

Karan's dad, still pacing around in his frustration, suddenly stopped in his tracks. His eyes softened as he looked at Karan, who was standing there with a mixture of exhaustion and confusion from the chaotic scene.

Karan's dad took a deep breath, his anger slowly dissipating as he looked at his son, almost in a new light. He walked over to Karan, his expression changing from fury to something resembling pride.

With a grunt, he slapped Karan lightly on the back, making Karan stumble forward slightly. "Well," he said with a firm nod, his voice softer now, "kehena toh padega muje ki I'm proud of you, beta."

Karan blinked in surprise, his eyes widening. "Huh?" he muttered, still trying to catch his breath from the earlier chaos.

Karan's dad looked at him, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.  " itna sab hone ke baad , accident, reva shilpa ka gussa, itna sab tension and all ..uske baad bhi Karan, you stood by your love. And that child of yours....," he said, his tone thick with emotion. "u owned it ....teju ki pregnancy mai tune uska sath diya..aur na ki baki kayi ladko ki tarah  usse akela chodh diya...."

Karan, now stunned and almost speechless, let out a long, relieved laugh. " aap mere hi papa ho na?|?—"

Karan's dad waved his hand dismissively, cutting him off. " ha ..aab sar pe na chadh " he chuckled, shaking his head. " vaise bhi...jab life mai itni achi ladki ho ( patted teju;s head lovingly) toh koi bhi ladka sudhar jata hi hai...chahe vo ye nalayak hi kyu na ho.."

teju smiled 

Karan's dad, suddenly turned to Teju with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "You know," he said, rubbing his chin thoughtfully, "Muje meri poti se milna hai."

Teju raised an eyebrow, glancing at him suspiciously. " papa abhi??"

Karan's dad gave her a playful but determined look. "ha abhi...mai usse tere baba ke sath nhi chodh sakta , pehele hi vo uska fav ban chuka hai..from..last..um...5 years na..ha..5 years ," he said with a mock-serious tone, shaking his head. "I want to be my poti's fav dadu, mai usse pamper karunga..aur na ki vo prakash...!"

Teju couldn't help but roll her eyes, narrowing her gaze at him in mock disapproval. "papa...baba ke baare mai aaisa toh mat bolo....?" she said, crossing her arms.

Karan's dad laughed loudly, his whole body shaking with exaggerated amusement. "Kya? I am serious, Teju!  I'm the coolest dadu! Not that Prakash who's her Nanu,........uska fav mai hi honga...thats it...." he said with a determnined face as if it was the most important mission of his life.

Teju stared at him in disbelief but couldn't hold back a smile. "Papa, itna drama toh maine naagin mai aur sunny ne tere ishq mai ghayal mai bhi nhi kiya tha..so dramatic !"

Karan's dad grinned, dramatically throwing his hands up in the air. "Dramatic toh dramatic hi hai.....but  I can't let her grow up thinking Prakash is the only one who can be her favorite!" He raised his eyebrows comically and winked. "abhi usse pata chalega ki uska dadu bhi kitna cool hai...!"

Teju chuckled at his antics, shaking her head. "okay okay..aap jeet gaye..bas pls vaha jake world war 3 mat start kar dena baba ke sath?"

Karan's dad laughed, his tone now more playful than ever. "aare..abhi toh shuru hua hai..dekhti ja beta....aage kya kya hota hai!"

Teju laughed along, already imagining the playful chaos that was about to unfold when Karan's dad finally met Kavya.

The car ride .

 Karan was driving, his eyes occasionally darting toward the rearview mirror, where his dad sat, brimming with curiosity and energy. Teju sat in the passenger seat, her face glowing with happiness as she watched the two Kundrra men bond over their shared excitement about Kavya.

"So, Karan," his dad began, leaning forward slightly, his elbows resting on the back of the front seats. "  bata muje..kavu ko kya kya pasand hai??? kaise toys pasand hai?aur khane mai kya pasand hai?  chocolates ya ice cream.."muej sab pata hona chahiye.....I'm going to be her favorite dadu."

Karan chuckled , keeping his eyes on the road. "Papa, relax......bachi hai vo...aap usse 5 rs ki chocolate bhi de doge na toh bhi vo khush ho jayegi"

Teju raised an eyebrow at him, playfully swatting his arm, " ye tum bol rahe ho?? jo jab bhi us usse milne aata tha itni sari cheese leke aata tha aur vaha bhi kharid deta tha jo usse chahiye...shayad ye kundrra men hi bigadenge kavu ko....." 

Karan's dad rolled his eyes dramatically. " tu nhi samjhegi beta.......uska fav ban na hai muje....uske liye i need to know her likes and dislikes na....Does she like cartoons? Sports? Painting? Come on, spill it!"

Karan smirked, glancing at him through the rearview mirror. "usse..drawings and stories bohot pasand hai..princess stories...jaha princess bad guys se fight karke jeet jati hai....."

His dad nodded thoughtfully. "Hmm, brave princesses.okayyyy  I'll get her a whole collection of those. And maybe a big sketchbook too. usse vo pasand aayega na....?"

Teju couldn't suppress her smile. She turned her head slightly to look at Karan's dad. "Papa,  aap abhi tak usse dhang se mile bhi nhi ho...relax...mil lo phir aage ka plan kar lena...."

Karan's dad leaned back with a proud grin.  " teju..tere baba ne uska dil jeet liya hai..aab meri baari....i need to level up my game ...mai prakash ko uska fav nhi banne de sakta "

Teju laughed, shaking her head. "You're impossible, Papa."

Meanwhile, Karan chuckled softly, his heart warm at seeing his father so excited about Kavya. It was a moment he had secretly wished for—his daughter finally getting the love and recognition she deserved from his side of  family.

As they stepped inside Teju's parents' house, the warm and lively sounds of laughter greeted them. The scene that unfolded in front of their eyes made Karan freeze mid-step, his jaw dropping in disbelief. Sitting cross-legged on the floor, Kavya was happily playing with her Nanu, Prakash, who seemed thoroughly engrossed in her antics, his face lit up with happiness .

Right next to them, Reyansh was feeding her kheer with a tiny spoon, as if he were on some  mission. Kavya, blissfully unaware of the storm growing  in her father's mind, giggled while taking small bites, her focus darting between her Nanu's storytelling and Reyansh's spoonful offerings.

Karan's eyes twitched as he took in the scene. His overprotective instincts surged instantly, and a scowl began to form on his face. His father, standing just behind him, noticed the sudden shift in Karan's demeanor and raised a curious eyebrow, his expression a mix of amusement and mild exasperation.

Teju, standing beside Karan, bit her lip to suppress a chuckle. She could already tell what was going through her husband's mind—the mix of protectiveness for Kavya and sheer disbelief that Manik's son was casually feeding their daughter as though it were the most natural thing in the world.

Karan's dad let out a low huff, his gaze now shifting to Prakash, who was thoroughly enjoying his granddaughter's company. His expression soured dramatically, jealousy flickering in his eyes as he muttered under his breath, though no words could be heard.

Meanwhile, Teju couldn't hold back her amusement any longer. She stifled a laugh as she watched the three men—Karan, Karan's dad, and Prakash—all caught up in their own dramatic interpretations of the scene, while Kavya simply enjoyed her time  in the affection surrounding her.

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