epilogue

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Shahana was sitting on bed but she was looking different today. She was wearing mangalsutra and sindor also.

Shahana's POV

It's been 5 years since alia bua's memory loss . it's been 4 years since my marriage and it's been three years since Mahira my daughter's birth. I feel so blessed to have such a lovely family . I have never thought my life would be so perfect . one brother, one nephew , one sister like bhabhi, one mother , one father , one daughter and my lovely husband. Now I have taken charge of my business and Aryan help me in that. we have shifted in Mumbai after our marriage . I looked down when I felt a pull on my Dupatta, my cute little daughter just carbon copy of her dad, making puppy. I know what she really needs. it's not because I am her mother. it's because she only comes to me when she is sleepy or else full day masti with her dad or ved bhaiya.  She shares a great bond with everyone but some special Bond with ved, just like my and SS. I picked her up and lay down on bed with her. she cuddled in me and in no time she was sleeping. after all she was hell tired as full Khanna family has gone for picnic . I also close my eyes in order to sleep but God knows what my hubby have done to me. I can't sleep without his warmth. I felt a pair of lips on mine and I could easily tell those were Aryan's.  I open my eyes . I want to reciprocate but I am angry on him. I move my face back making distance between our faces. I can easily tell he is frustrated and tired now.

Shahana POV end

Aryan (frustrated) - what is this ? u very well know what I want so what's your problem?
Shahana-  no. I don't know what you want and second thing I am angry with you. you didn't complemented me today.
Aryan-  sorry, I forgot . today you are looking very beautiful , pretty , adorable, cute .
Shahana - ok. fine. noone can win by you in buttering someone. Now sleep.
Aryan kissed her forehead and cuddled in her and within no time he was also in deep sleep. She smiled at father and daughter. She cuddled in them and slept.

They slept waiting for another day. A new morning to start to make new memories.

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