Meanwhile
Kamini looked through the window and seeing Anika and Shivaay standing in front of the wooden house holding hands and turning to enter from the main door she ran towards Arjun and said
Kamini: Arjun You have to go now (then she said lying ) my nephew is going out of town and I can't stay with you till sun sits This house have strict rules, you know that please, I can meet you in our place tomorrow at 11 am and I will tell you everything you want to know
Arjun left his cup of coffee and said
Arjun: ok then but if I know you are lying and you know my daughter place I won't hesitate in coming and talk to him
Kamini nodded and he was about to go from the main door but she guided him to the back door and before he walk out of it she ran upstairs and he watched her and smiled
Arjun: just as if your older brother Shakti alive apparently the boy is no different than his father
He walked two steps and passing by the dining room he noticed a red shawl under the dinning chair He walked towards it and pulled it from under the chair and smelled it and with it smell his heart dropped and his body felt on fire and he thought to himself
Arjun thought: it's my daughter's smell its Jhanvi's smell
and he didn't feel himself as he stormed from the back door and towards the wooden house it was in the minute that Anika and Shivaay entered from the main door and by fate coincidence they missed their meeting by one second
Arjun ran towards the wooden house and he climbed the two steps and pressed his hand on the glass and looked through it
And for god mercy on him Jhanvi was in the kitchen making her pies and humming a tone as she swaying her long black hair from side to side
Tears flow on his wrinkly cheek and he felt as weak as a single straw He felt to enter the house and sit on his knees and beg her for to hear" papa" from her one more time
but this mighty man was so afraid from his child looking at his eyes like the last time their eyes met
Looking at him as a stranger that her mind forgot because the pain of betrayal was so much for her mind to handle
he closed his eyes hard and bit on his hands to stop the scream of his heart pain his daughter just steps away from him and he like the last time not able to move or say a word
he turned back with his eyes blurry with tears as he smelled the red shawl that he held in his shivering hand and with difficulty he got down the two steps, only to feel his knees weak and tremble and take support of the big pot of dirty mud beside the house
he looked at the mud with disgust seeing it as the reason of his pain but suddenly Jhanvi opened the door hearing the sound of his fall and said
Jhanvi: Surbhi?
but seeing Arjun looking at her with shocked red teary eyes she stopped in her place and looked the other way
Jhanvi: I... I am sorry
(then she looked back at him and seeing his hand in the pot of mud she smiled and said )
Jhanvi: forgot me not.
Arjun eyes widened and said in low tone: what?
Jhanvi smiled and said: those beautiful blue flowers Their name is " forgot me not " My husband planted them for me .they are meant for lasting love (then she smiled and said) they plant themselves you know that? Just water them and don't forget and they will grow and blossom and whatever falls will plant more (then she said proudly with raised head ) I know that because I am the Gardener 's wife
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Where My Heart Belongs
FanficAnika was a 5 years old when she was left in the Orphanage by an Old man, now the Playful careless 18 years old is in the suitable age to leave the Orphanage and search for her family and her home, but unfortunately she doesn't remember her real nam...