Siya Verma, daughter of a famous business man Abhay verma. She is sweet, innocent, kind and beautiful. A perfect example of beauty. Her father is her world. She can do anything for their loved ones.
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Aaransh Rajvansh, number one buisnesman in...
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"Aaransh"
I whisper. I don't know but I got tears in my eyes. Blinking my tears away I try to look strong.
But unfortunately he notice my tears. I saw a different emotions in his eyes. But he masked away.
"Bua sa, aap Siya aur Verma family se maafi mangiye."
(Aunty, please apologize to Siya and the Verma family.")
He said sternly.
Now, I'm seeing a king.
Mumma's eyes are filled with tears. And it's hurting me badly.
Misha bua was the one who loved me a lot, she used to braid my hair, she used to treat me like her own daughter. She can't be a mother, so she always tells me that I'm her daughter. She doesn't want anyone.
But what happened! Why is she hating me that much.
"Maa aapne in logo ko bulaya hi kyu hai, aap janti hai na ..." Misha bua's words got cut by Aanchal maa.
(Maa why did you call these people, you know, right ...)
"Bua sa hamne aapse kuch kaha hai, maafi mangiye Siya aur uski family se."
(Aunty, I told you something, please apologize to Siya and her family.)
Siya, I felt goosebumps.
Dadi sa is seeing me with pured hatered.
"Bas Yuvraaj, aap apni bua sa se aise nhi baat kr skte."
(That's it Yuvraj, you can't talk to your aunt like this.")
"I'm sorry bua sa, but as a king I'm not allowing anyone to disrespect any people without any reason."
"Aaransh, aap iss lrki ke liye apni bua sa se aise baat kr rhe. Aap jaante nhi lekin ye lrki manhoosiyat lekar aayi hai iss ghar mei...phir se."" Misha bua said with pured hatered.
(Aaransh, you are talking to your aunt like this for this girl. You may not know but this girl has brought insanity to this house...again.)
"Aanchal ji, kya aapne hame isiliye bulaya tha, hamari beti ki beizzati krne." Mumma said sadly.
(Aanchal ji, did you call us here to insult our daughter?)
"Bhabhi maine aaplogo ki baat maan kr apni beti ki yaha lekar aaya. Pr iss cheez ke liye nhi. Maaf kijiyega mujhe lgta hai jaha meri beti ki izzat nhi waha ham ..." Dad words cut by Misha bua.
(Bhabhi, I listened to you and brought my daughter here. But not for this. I am sorry, I feel that where my daughter is not respected, we are here.)
"Bas bas ye drama band Karo aur yaha se niklo aur kabhi kafam mat rkhna yaha." Bua said bitterely.
(Just stop this drama and get out of here and never make any comment here.)
