Dushyant came and sat next to nihaal, adjusting his collar to be properly placed, as nihaal just glared at him.
"kya hua?" questioned dushyant rebukingly, as nihaal looked from head to toe.
"mom kahan hai?" interrogated nihaal, as dushyant looked back before looking back at nihaal, not at all moving. he stretched his arm, placing it not only on the back of his seat, but nihaal's as well. he clearly understood what was being implied here with the invasion of space.
"office ka call aa gaya tha unhe. she had to take it." lied dushyant blatantly, as he placed a piercing glare onto nihaal.
"and you just left?" cross-examined nihaal, as a smirk came on dushyant's face. He placed his hand on nihaal's shoulder, a slightly amused scoff was let out by him before he uttered the next words.
"beta, agli baar jab bhi tumhe yeh jawaani ka josh chadhe na, toh yaad rakh lena main tumhara baap hoon. tu meri chatt ke neeche rehkar meri kamai ka khaata hai, agar main naraaz ho gaya na, tere paas kuch nahi bachega. toh mummy ke liye yeh joh humdardi haina, yeh unke aansu puchne tak hi rakha karo." clarified dushyant, shockingly intimidating without his voice even raised for once. He instantly faked a smile, after finishing speaking, as he patted nihaal's back aggressively, not as what might for from just appear just a father's gesture of affair, but a threat of what he could do, if he really wanted to.
Nihaal upon seeing this, let out a loud scoff, shaking his head in disbelief.
"main mom nahi hoon, mujhe aapse darr nahi lagta, because i see you for exactly what you are, and that is nothing except for pathetic!" exclaimed nihaal, as he had got up to walk away, only for dushyant to have a piercing glare fixed on him, nothing clear of his intentions on what to do next.
***
Gautam, in his mid 20s right now, sat agitatedly, as he was furious at the same time, when Rashmi, who seemed to look the same back then as she did now, came inside with a tray that had two cups of tea, and placed them on the coffee table in front of the sofa he was seated on.
"dekho, gautam maine toh tumhe pehle hi kaha tha, these new rich, yeh bas middle class ladke hain jinki dhele ki aukaat nahi hai, bas paise thodi kaamake woh humse baraabari karte hain....they seriously lack in any class..." lectured an old man who was seated on the sofa in front of gautam.
"dad class khaandaan se aati hai...paise aane se apni middle class cheapness thodi chod denge yeh log.." retorted gautam.
"aur nahi toh kya, ab rashmi ko hi dekho, her family has practically built all of india's news channels...iske paas pura ek empire tha sambhalne ko, but what did she chose? she chose family, like women from decent families do! aur iske baithne mein hi itna saleekha hai, woh dushyant khanna ki biwi mein kahan!" exclaimed gautam's father, as rashmi's ear immediately perked up on hearing dushyant's name.
"dushyant khanna..." blurted out rashmi, as gautam's gaze averted to her immediately.
"yeah, you met his brother kavin right, woh party mein? and to be honest, when i met him, he showed a spark yes, but dushyant's impressive track record with his company was what convinced me...like a success rate of 97% in portfolio managers is unheard of among investing firms! and a millionaire at 26! i thought he would be different from all the noveau-rich boys but god i was wrong.." commented gautam.
"gautam you have just started managing the business, but you have to understand business logon ke saath hi kiya jaata hai, jab tak unki samajh nahi develop karoge, you are building yourself for a loss..." clarified his father, as gautam had his head down, while rashmi was lost in her own thoughts, after hearing dushyant's name.
(a/n:if all of you are confused, this is after dushyant had beat up singhania for calling his marriage to ishita a form of prostitution. refer ch-24 of two stories of marriage part 1, for more clarity, but i don't think y'all must have forgotten this.)
***
Bani sat by equm crying incessantly, as nihaal rubbed her back, attempting to calm her down.
"i am such a horrible sister...i almost killed him...dad almost died...mom bhi...thoda jhel leti isko kya hojata, itna cough syrup pilane ki kya zaroorat thi!" exclaimed bani, chocking through her sentence, as nihaal just was going in depression himself realising how much in trouble would they be if it was revealed that who had been feeding equm the cough syrup that caused the overdose.
suddenly, bani's phone vibrated, it was lying on the bed right alongside equm's feet, which was in straight line of nihaal's line of vision as he read the notification:
'arjun singhania
3 missed calls.'
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two stories of marriage 2
Fanfiction17 years after their marriage, with all of their children grown up, life seems perfect dushyant, kavin, purvi and ishita. But everything is turned upside down when ishita and dushyant's daughter goes missing on her 16th birthday, but things only go...
