Its been a week since the marriage of Harihareshwari and Shreeshaktishwar took place and one may think that they got their happy ending.
Well not yet, as their love was again put to a test by destiny.
Shreeshaktishwar passed the line of death of he...
In the palace Amar was convincing his parents to let him live with Mahamantri Chandrakant.
"Kis udeshya se tum waha rehna chahte ho ?" Maharaj Raghav asked.
"Yadi mai praja ke paas rahunga toh unki samasya ko samajh payunga." Amar said.
"Thik hi toh keh raha hai Amar, Jane dijiye." Shivani said.
"Uchit hai, mai abhi Mahamantri ke liye ek patra like deta hu, unhe woh dedena." Raghav said.
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Amar was more than happy as he entered the home of Mahamantri Chandrakant with servants following him behind.
Devika saw him and got confused as to why he is here. So she decided to approach him.
"Kyu aaye hai aap Rajkumar ?" Devika asked.
"Mahamantri ko yeh patra dene." Amar said.
"Yeh karya toh koi bhi kar sakta tha, aap ne aane ka kasht kyu uthaya ? Aur itne saare das, dasiyo ke saath kyu aaye hai ?" Devika asked, suspicious of him.
"Tumse koi Matlab ? Nahi na, toh itne prashn kyu puch rahi ho ?" Amar said, walking past her.
Devika looked at him angrily, why does he have to be so rude and irritating all the time.
Mahamantri Chandrakant happily agreed to let Amar stay with him, but then he wondered which room would be suitable for the Rajkumar of Amaravati.
"Devika ka kaksh dede ? Uska kaksh sabse sundar aur bada bhi hai." Vilasvati suggested.
Devika was completely tired and all she could think was her soft bed, where she could sleep in tight but as she entered her room, she got extremely irritated seeing Amar sleeping on her bed.
Suddenly Vilasvati entered her room.
"Devika ?" She whispered.
"Mata yeh yaha kyu soye hai !?" Devika exclaimed.
"Dheere bolo. Maine aur tumhare Pitashree ne nirnaye kiya hai ki Rajkumar ko tumhara kaksh diya jaye." Vilasvati whispered.
"Kintu mera kaksh hi kyu !?" Devika exclaimed.
"Shanti !" Amar said waking up.
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He opened his eyes and looked at Devika.
"Devika, itna chillana kyu ? Dekho tumhare swar se meri nidra bhang ho gayi." Amar said.
"Dekhiye Amar, yeh mera kaksh hai." Devika said.
"Toh maine kab kaha yeh mera hai ?" Amar said.
"Aap mere shaiya par kya kar rahe hai !?" Devika asked angrily.
"Shaiya vishram karne hetu hoti hai, wahi kar raha hu. Kya tumhe dikhayi dena band hogaya ?" Amar teased.
"Iss shan nikal jayiye mere kaksh se !" Devika said as she walked towards the bed.
But her feet got caught in the bedsheets hanging down and she fell right on Amar, straight into his arms. Vilasvati looked down embarrassed.
Devika looked at him and for a moment wondered why his face was so familiar.
"Tum mere piche kyu padi huyi ho ? Mere hatho mai alta lagana kam tha kya jo ab swayam mere gale lagne par atur ho gayi ho ?" Amar asked.
Devika got up and looked at him angrily.
"Aaj mai aapko chhodungi nahi !" Devika exclaimed as she grabbed the plate of flower throwing it at Amar but he got up just in time.
"Devika !" Vilasvati scolded.
"Devika yeh kya atank macha rakha hai, meri shayiya ko mat bigado, mai soyunga kis par ?" Amar said to irritate her.
"Yeh aapki nahi meri shaiya hai aur iss par keval mai soyungi !" Devika said running towards him.
Amar chuckled as he ran outside the room as Vilasvati sighed.
He ran down the stairs and to the garden area, Devika chased Amar just how Shreeshaktishwar would chase his Harihareshwari.
Suddenly Amar realized that Devika wasn't chasing him.
