MOMMA BY CHOICE

Tough nuts to crack

Hey guys..
Back to the story of how Meera will pacify both papa and beta who are angry at situation only.. not on Meera

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The echoes of the bitter encounter lingered in the Raichand mansion long after Sachin and Dipti had departed. Meera stood there, her heart heavy with the weight of their words, yet a steely resolve etched in her eyes. Gayatri, seeing her daughter-in-law's distress, enveloped her in a comforting embrace.

G: Meera beta, don't let their words affect you. They know not the depth of your resilience and the strength of your character and the love and affection you have for veer and us.

Meera nodded, finding solace in Gayatri's words, but the wounds inflicted by Sachin and Dipti's cruel remarks ran deep.

Vihan, on the other hand, seethed with rage, his mind a whirlwind of emotions. He paced the corridors of his room, veer held tightly to his chest, his tiny hands clutching onto his father's shirt.

Vihan's anger simmered, a tempest raging within him. He wanted to lash out, to confront Sachin and Dipti, to defend his family's honor. But Meera's touch, her gentle yet firm grasp on his arm, served as a grounding force, pulling him back from the precipice of his fury.

M: Vihan ji, bas kijiye. Aap kitna gussa kreinge.. Already itna kuch sunna chuke ho aap unn logo ko.. Abhi toh shaant hojayiye...

Humein unki baaton ka jawab dena zaroori nahi hai. Hamari sachai aur humare rishte ki taakat unke shabdon se zyada strong hai.

Her words, spoken with such calm conviction, pierced through the haze of his anger.

Vihan halted his restless pacing, his gaze softening as he looked into Meera's eyes.

V: Tum boht bholi ho meera... Lekin Mei meera nei hun... mere pariwaar ki taraf koi nazar bhi uthayega toh mei usko khaak kar dunga... Tum nei soch sakti ke meine un logo ke words kaise bardasht kiye hai aaj...

Meera softly grabs his forearm and pulls vihan toward bed to sit. Veer was patiently listening to them. His grip tight on vihan's shirt and face void of any emotions. He was looking an exact copy of ruthless Vihan Raichand, about whom world describe.

He held her gaze, but allows her to pull himself towards bed and sits on the foot of bed with our tiny hulk in his arms.

Meera chuckles looking at veer's face, and bends and gave a peck on his chubby cheeks.

Looking her in calm stance, he softly mumbles "Mumma" and a few moments later, his lower lip wobbles..

Veer looked up at his father with innocent teary eyes and cup Vihan's face. Vihan blinked in surprise, his heart swelling with love for his son, who in his own small way, offered comfort and solace.

V: Han bache... Dadda tic hai meri jaan... Shhh

Vihan softly caress his back and kisses his cheek softly..

To pacify veer... Vihan tries to smile and said

V: Oh baby... Dekho mumma nei aapko lipstick lga diya cheeks pe... Ask your mumma veer.. ke aise kaise kissi karte hai.. hau mere handsome bete ko lipmark lgga diaa..

Vihan playfully huffs at meera and meera too smiles and seeing their pretence of being happy and normal.. Veer giggles cutely and opens his arms for meera to carry him..

Meera carries him with tender smile and loudly smooches him on his other cheek and again deliberately stamps her lipmark on his chubby cheek.

M: Ab boliye aap vihan ji... Mera bacha abhi bhi handsome hai.. Bde aai lipmark ki complaint krne wale..