71 : || The Real Motive ||

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Bhanumati sighed heavily watching her three months old daughter, Arushi playing with the new member, two years old Ghatotkach.

On the bed of Panchali in her room..!!

As the two giggled at each other, after some jokes cracked by Ghatotkach, she shook her head at their naivety and mischeif.

"Panchali, I don't even want to imagine your feelings. This is becoming intolerable." She exclaimed.

"So, what should I do, Bhanumati? Throw a two year old kid out of my room?" Panchali asked, not removing her eyes away from her laptop.

Bhanumati scooted closer to her, and held her arm, "I am not telling to do that. I am asking, why the hell did you invite that Rakshasa woman in our household?"

"Hidimba is your sister-in-law, Bhanumati. You should be respectful towards her." Panchali commented, still carrying her work.

The woman just rolled her eyes at the mention of the relationship.

"But what's the need for you to call her here?" She asked again.

"Because, this is her in-law, too just like you and me. She has all the right to stay with her husband as much as we do." Panchali again replied, nonchalantly.

Bhanumati frowned, being extremely baffled. She looked at her friend as if the beautiful lady had gone crazy.

"Panchali for God's sake, that woman is your co-wife. Which wife wants the other wife of her husband to come and stay with them willingly?" She questioned, in total confusion.

Panchali finally moved her attention to this extreme caring friend of her's.

"It's not about being a co-wife, Bhanumati." She said, patiently.

"It's about her rights as a wife and her responsibilities towards Hastinapur. I, myself, have always believed that duties should be a person's foremost priority." She added, only to get a defeated look from Bhanumati.

"But, Panchali when that woman wasn't here from the day one, what was the need to call her here? And I am not talking about duties and responsibilities."

Panchali sighed, looking back at the laptop, "She has a name, Bhanumati."

She twisted her face in displeasure at how her friend was taking the side of the woman who came just a few hours back.

"Let's go it's time for the dinner." Panchali reminded her, closing the laptop and getting up.

Bhanumati too took Arushi in her arms, after a quick glance at the longing eyes of the little Ghatotkach.

"What about him?" Panchali asked.

"How will I know? I am already carrying Arushi." Bhanumati replied shrugging her shoulders.

"Why are you worrying about this boy? He has Rakshasa genes in his body. He can both walk and talk properly at just two years. Come let us go." She added, shaking her head while sighing.

"Choti Maa..." As they were about to go, Ghatotkach called Panchali.

He ran up to her, and held her right hand, while smiling brightly, "I am a big boy. And I can walk. Let's go, I am already hungry, Choti Maa."

Bhanumati rolled her eyes and moved out of the room. Her intention wasn't impure towards the kid, but his mother.

God knew what made Panchali to take the decision of inviting that Rakshasa woman to their household.

As if the amber eyes of Bheem telling her about his hunger was all Panchali felt by gazing at the kid.

A soft smile came on her lips, as her eyes softened at Ghatotkach. She bent down to his level and kissed his chubby cheeks.

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