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Armaan watched the starless sky with pain etched across his face. The happy go lucky and always smiling facade begin to crumble and his eyes welled up with tears.

Mama hum bahar ja rahe hain?

Haan mera bacha.

Golgappe?

Okay?

ARMAAN!!!!

As the scream echoed in his ears, Armaan,s eyes snapped shut tightly. The tears still clouding his eyes threatening to spill over.

Sabit ker dia tumne aaj Armaan ke tumhari ragon mein tumhari maa ka ganda khoon hai.

As the words echoed in his ears, his eyes snapped open and he wiped the tears with the back of his palm.

He looked at the palm moon which casted gentle shadows across his face and he felt a palm covering his eyes.

His heart got filled with an instant warmth and he let out a soft sigh,a smile playing on his lips.

Yeh trick purani ho chuki hai Abhira.

Armaan said, a hint of mischief evident in his voice.

Can't you just act to be surprised?

She said, he could already imagine an adorable pout forming on her lips and let out a soft chuckle before turning.

Acha baba.

Armaan said softly as he reached out and tapped the tip of her nose making her giggle.

Agli baar ker loonga.

Armaan said with a soft smile playing on his face.

Good.

She said, her tone serious but the twinkle in her eyes betrayed her.

Chalo now let's cut the cake.

He smiled and looked down at the beautifully decorated cake, it's candle flames flickered like miniature stars casting warm shadows over Armaan and Abhira,s faces.

He smiled cutting the cake and Abhira pouted.

Kya?

Armaan asked raising an eyebrow.

You were supposed to make a wish and uske baad candle bujhani thi.

Abhira said in a childish tone and Armaan laughed out shaking his head sideways softly.

Mujhe wish mangne ki zaroorat nahin hai.

Armaan said softly and reached and tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear, his touch made her cheeks glow with warmth and she looked at him for a moment.

Kyun?

She asked, her brows knitting together in a delicate expression of confusion.

Because I have everything I want.

Armaan said softly, a smile playing on his face as his heart swelled with love for the wonderful women in front of him.

Jhoothe.

Abhira said smacking his arm lightly.

Armaan looked at her, his brows knitting together in a delicate expression of confusion

Ab maine kya kiya?

He asked, his voice filled with confusion.

You were crying.

She said, her voice slightly sharp as she gave him a knowing look.

Armaan sighed heavily.

Dekha tumne?

Haan.

She said softly.

Kya hua Armaan?

She asked, her voice soft and knowing. Armaan looked at her and sighed before confessing

Dadi sa ke words....

She placed a palm on his lips before he could complete.

Tum apni maa ka ganda khoon nahin ho.

She said shaking her head sideways firmly.

I still can't wrap my head around it and baba bhi nahin thy mere paas uss time.

He whispered and she held his upper arm.

I love you.

She whispered softly feeding him a bite of the cake.

I love you more.

Armaan replied with a soft smile, his eyes crinkling at the corners.

Shayad Dadi sa never considered you as family.

She said softly in a matter of fact tone.

Why? Maine kya bigada hai unka.

Armaan asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

Abhira smiled and cupped his cheek, her touch tender as she gazed at him and stroked his cheek with a soft touch.

She didn't said anything and a silence followed. He sat on the chair and she kneeled in front of him, her arms wrapping around his broad shoulders, hands locking behind his neck as she enveloped him in a warm embrace.

Armaan felt her warmth against him and breathed into her smell with a soft sigh and his hands found their way to her waist, fingers spreading to cover more of her as he snuggled into the warmth she offered.

Tum uss parivar ke liye bahot ache ache ho Armaan. Woh tumhein deserve nahin kerte.

Abhira said softly as her hand reached up to caress his hair, her touch tender as she ran her fingers through his hair, occasionally scratching his scalp, her heart aching with the weight of his pain.

Armaan felt her caress his hair, her touch tender and soothing made his heart swell with warmth, a sense of belonging washed over him and he let out a soft sigh, tears dropped form his eyes.

Mera koi ghar nahin hai.

He whispered, the words laden with pain and Abhira pulled back immediately.

She cradled his face in her palms, her touch tender and soothing as she said,

Nahin Armaan.

She shook her head sideways firmly. She inched forward, her lips brushing against his cheek in a tentative, affectionate kiss

You have a home. Jahan baba hain, main hoon aur Manisha chachi. We are your family, just like you are mine.

The words washed over him like a warm wave and he stared at her, feeling deeply touched by her words, a sense of belonging settled deep within his heart and he finally smiled brightly, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he was finally able to feel a sense of peace.

End Of OS!!!!

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