The car stopped in front of Arjun's house and I looked at my son who is doing the same. The watchmen opened the gate for us and we parked the car in the garage. It's a very rich area where the actors and politicians reside.
Anshu collected the fruits while I held the flowers and chocolates. I pressed the bell and I can feel the ajeeb feeling in my tummy. I see Anshu taking deep breaths. I held his hand and smiled at him.
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I pressed again and I hear Arjun say " Arey! Rukho baba, I'm coming."
He opened the door and he stilled. I looked straight into his eyes and his brown eyes held many emotions. Happiness dominated all.
" Ar...Arohi... You are really here?" He chirped like a kid and I can't hold myself from smiling anymore. His eyes fell on Anshu and Anshu directed him a cold glare. I gently punched him in the stomach and directed my eyes towards Arjun's feet. Anshu glared at me but he bent to touch Arjun's feet. Arjun stopped him from bending and hugged him.
" My son's place is always in my arms." Arjun spoke securing his arms around my boy.
" As if you took me in your arms all these years!" Anshu mumbled loud enough for both of us to hear.
" Anshu!" I warned and awkwardly laughed to ease the situation.
" It's ok Arohi. He has every right to be angry." Arjun passed a sad smile and turned to open the door wider.
" Please come in." He said and welcomed us in.
I walked and my breath struck seeing the wall of the living room. There is a large photo of me, Anshu and Arjun together. Whoever has done this has done a marvellous job. They photoshopped this image excellently. They incorporated an 8-year-old laughing Anshu in our arms. I remember that photo of us. It is us in the fair.
There are photos of Arjun and Kia together. He had mine and his photos which I don't even know existed.
" Why are you...." His words ended in the middle as soon as his eyes fell on me. He looked at the large portrait and smiled at me.
" That's us." He whispered softly. I looked at Anshu to see him looking at some other photo with anger and hurt at the same time. It's Arjun's and Kia's. I held his hand and he is back to normal. He must know that he should not drag Kia into this.
" What can I get you? Tea, Coffee, Cold drink, Juice or fucking what?" He asked all excited and I smiled at him for a second.
" Oh yeah, I remember, you like our usual frothy coffee. What about you Anshu? Milk right?" He asked with a smile. My eyes widened. He still remembers what I like and how does he know about Anshu? I slowly nodded and Anshu nodded slowly. He came back with hot milk with no sugar and our usual coffee. That is how my Anshu likes his milk. All bland.
