Next day both families got busy for engagement preparation.Harsh organised everything in a 7 star hotel because it was the marriage of  RSS,their prestige is also very imporatant.Harsh don'nt want anyone to point a finger on arrangements.

The news of RSS with his employee Sanyukta Agrawal  become the headlines of every news papers and channels.Some are spreading rumour of their affairs and other praised Harsh's simplicity that he choose a simple middle class girl for Randhir not a daughter of some rich family. 

Parth too accompanied Harsh in Engagement and marriage preparation much to Randhir's irritation.Randhir stopped talking to Parth.He thought none care about him now.Harsh prohibited Randhir to go in bars or catch up with a girl because media and other rivals have an eye on Shekhawats.

So basically Randhir was on house arrest.

Harsh and Parth choose dresses for Sandhir but Harsh was aware of Randhir's anger.Looking at his confuse face Parth asked him-

P-uncle kya hua..aap pareshan lag rahe ho?

H-biili k gale m ghanti kon bandhe,your friend is'nt listening to anyone..or ye dress usse kaise de kyunki iski fitting bhi to karwani hai wo tere se bhi bahut naraz hai.

P-don'nt worry uncle...I know how to handle my stubborn friend..plz leave everything on me..aap Sanyukta ki dress uske ghar pahunchwa dijiye.

Parth knocked the door of Randhir's room but he did'nt open the door."Rd open the door I said..its me Parth..important kam hai plz darwaza kholo''

''Get lost from here,I do'nt wanna talk to anyone..plz leave me alone'',yelled Randhir from inside.

P-look Randhir its Uncle's order okay and you know his anger na then do not make excuses and open the door.

 He opened the door with so much rage in his eyes,he shot a glare at Parth and again turned.Parth gasped at sight of room,it became mess.Wine bottles were thrown here n there.But he composed himself and cleared his throat.

P-Randhir Harsh uncle send this sherwani you have to wear tomorrow so ek baar pehen k fittings check kar lo.

Parth came out of the room getting no reply from Randhir.After Parth had gone,Randhir threw the Sherwani somewhere in the room.

Rd(i.m)-tum wahan par bahut khush ho rahi hogi na...khush ho lo jitna hona hai...now on I'll also enjoy each and every ritual of our marriage because it is the countdown of your end Sanyukta Agrawal.

   *************************

Harsh came to Sanyukta's house to give her engagement and wedding dress.Agrawal men left no stone unturned to flatter Harsh.But Harsh's eyes were searching his daughter.finally he asked about her.

H-where is Sanyu..I wanna give her personally this joda.

A-jii wo apne room m hai..itni jaldi sab kuch ho raha hai na to isliye thodi nervous hai.

H-Can I meet her?

K-kyu ni abb wo apki bahu hi to hai..Anju Bjai Sahab ko Sanyu k room m le jao.

Anju took him to Sanyukta's room but Harsh indicate that he wanted to meet her alone.His heart pained looking at Sanyukta who was sitting on the window edge all lost.

H-Sanyu bachche.

S-arre uncle aap kab aye..sorry wo mai....

H-its okay bacha...actually I come here to give you something very precious.

He gave her two bags.She glanced at then with confusion.

H-this is your engagement and wedding joda,I wish to see you in these...but usse pehle I want to say something.

S-boliye uncle.

H-Sanyukta I and Randhir's mother had a arrange marriage.at that time it was just like s business deal for me with her father.Maine to ye bhi notice ni kiya tha ki shaadi k din usne kon si dress pehni hai...but jab wo mujhe chhod kar gayi to mujhe iss jode ki value pata chali.How much this wedding joda valued to her...she always says if a girl would born to us,she will make her wear the same joda but it was'nt in our destiny to have another child together..so as you are now my daughter I want you to wear this joda and matching jewellery which Renuka wore on our wedding day.

Sanyukta had tears in her eyes looking at the person who loves her unconditionally more than  her  real father,who never bought her a dress by himslef..always Anju did shopping for her but this man..he give her his memory to save.

H-tumhe pssand ni aya kya mai designer se bolkar dusri dress banawa dunga.

S-Uncle this joda is more beautiful and precious than any other designer expensive dress...I will wear only this on my wedding.

H-but can I aske you something to give me?

S-sure uncle.

H-plz call me dad from now...you are my daughter.

S-dad I love you...so much.

H-love you too bachcha bas mere dusre bachche ko line par la de.

Both laugh loud on this,here Anju was thanking God for giving her such a lovable in-laws.Her daughter is going in a family who will love her more than them.

Saddahaqcontests andMonaMandy
************************************************

Precap-engagement.

Please vote and comment on this story,I am getting very low response on it.Silent readers plz also vote,it take too much of hard work and time to write an update.it takes only fraction of second to touch the star button.I am saying coz m a reader first.

Ignore grammatical mistakes,I'll edit them later.

Trishla Singh😃😃😃