Mahamaya and Viraj looked at each other, puzzled. What could they do? They had just taken over the management of the mafia. If they showed the men that they did not have their backs, the men could backstab them.

However, they knew they had to do something. They asked Sushmita who it was and sent her to a safe house till she gave birth. They had made sure that she would have whoever she wanted and also medical personnels who would take care of her.

As Viraj was looking after that, he realised that his wife had studied so much to become a doctor. However, she had to give it up because she was married to him of all people. He could not even start to imagine what she must be going through.

Mahamaya always needed something to be busy with. She used to be way busier but right now, she was just hanging around, teaching women. She was particularly sporting nawwari sarees.

There were two types of sarees prevalent in Maharashtra. One was the sawwari or the normal six meters one and the other was nawwari or the nine metre one. Nawwari was easier to handle and run in, gave more mobility but it was a pain to wear.

Mahamaya was teaching everyone how to wear a sawwari like they were wearing a nawwari. In this way, if they had to make a move or anything, they could still be modest according to their standards and do their thing.

She was also working hard with various handloom workers, trying to know how handloom worked. Handloom was the traditional way of making sarees instead of the the machine looms that were used today.

Handlooms would allow them to draw intricate patterns and that could help the women earn their own way of living. However, it was a very labour intensive work. Her arms were getting quite a workout. She could imagine women wanting to remain in prostituition rather than doing this.

However, it was a new skill and she was enjoying learning this. It was also about protecting the original art of the state. She also wished she could learn flute in this way too, because she had always wanted to learn a musical instrument too, just for the sake of learning it.

So, while Mahamaya was busy doing these things, which seemed like side quests but there were plans for her, she was keeping herself occupied, sometimes more than Vijay himself. It was clear that she had accepted this life as her own, while Vijay was still having problems doing it.

It was six months since Mahamaya had married into the household and she had ruffled quite some feathers. She realised that she needed to know diplomacy and pragmatism instead of demanding hard things. People did not really like to change their ways, even if their ways were morally wrong.

Mahamaya had not even realised that it was six months. Viraj came home and found Tara and he quickly told her tonight, "Tara, beta (child), is it alright if you stay with someone else tonight? Your Aai (mother) and me are going to be busy tonight."

Tara, thinking about it, and seeming to relax around the commander of the biggest mafia in India, asked, "What will I get in return?"

Viraj looked at her in surprise, before he sighed. Today's generation was something else. He chuckled and said, "Tomorrow, you will have her back."

Tara grinned as she asked again, "And what will I get in return?"

Viraj groaned, before he sighed and said, "I will take you and your Aai for pani puri tomorrow. Is that okay?"

Tara thought about it. She had never had pani puri, like ever. She could do with that. However, there was something more. There was one dish she had heard a lot about. She grinned and added, "Not only pani puri, I want vada pav too."

Viraj gave her an exasperated look, but in reality, he was happy she was returning back to normal. Tara grinned as he nodded his head yes and hugged him tight. He chuckled and hugged her back, kissing her forehead, as he said, "You did not need to put conditions for it, Princess. You could just say you wanted to and we would have taken you."

Tara looked at him in surprise, blinking, as she asked, "Really?" Viraj smiled and nodded his head. Tara felt happy as the two hugged. Now, Viraj could plan the surprise.