Vaksani (Strengthening)

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When they reached, entering into living room Jankee not able to stop herself asked a maid working there about her daughter-in-law. The maid answered her telling her that she was decorating the temple and also informing them that how after they went outside, she cried a lot, and Siya, and Gauri both were with her.

Hearing her, Hriday sighed and looked and closed, opening his fist a few times. He looked at his mother with unknown emotions, whereas Jankee looked perplexed at her son's behavior, no doubt her situation was the same as his.

Veena noticed both mother-son mute interactions, thought for some time then called her daughter-in-law. when Siya entered the living room with a huge basket of fruits, Hriday instantly took that basket from her and put it on the floor nearby.

"Thanks bhaiya, hum kar lete."

(I could do it.)

Hriday chuckled and put his hand on her lowered head and patted lovingly. Siya pouted at him.

"Pehle hume ignore kyu kiya."

(Why did you ignore me earlier?)

Veena and Jankee smiled at both hearing Siya. Hriday again smiled and put his hand on her shoulder but didn't utter a word. Seeing this Siya again said,

"Aap abhi bhi hume ignore kar rhe hai bhaiya."

( You're still ignoring me, brother.)

Hriday shook his head and was about to say something but got cut off by Jankee who desperately asked Siya a question.

"Siya, Is she fine? "

Siya smiled internally knowing that she still cared for her and got concerned about her lovely daughter-in-law.

"Badi ma, pehle to mhari Jiji bohot roi lekin mhare mai bhi dum ocho koni, Rajvanshi ni lugai su, mhari jaan dedu jab apno pe baat aave je to fir bhi sirf mhari Jiji se kese rone de sakt hu. Hasa diya akhir mai"

(Badi ma, first she cried a lot but I am no less, am the wife of Rajvansh, when the situation comes to my loved ones I can die for that and here we are talking about Jiji. So how can I let her cry, at least I made her laugh.)

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