kahani pyar ki (Tk)

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NO ONE POV.

As the afternoon sun shone brightly, Taehyung walked downstairs, having completed her studies. She noticed a woman sitting on the sofa, laughing with Mrs. Jeon, and made her way towards them. Adjusting her pallu, Taehyung approached the pair.

Mrs. Jeon noticed her and said, 'Beta, come meet Rekha Aunty. She lives next door to us.' Taehyung smiled and touched Rekha's feet, receiving her blessings with a fake smile.

Taehyung's gaze then fell upon the girl sitting beside Rekha, and she smiled warmly. However, the girl barely acknowledged her, turning her head away. Taehyung looked at her confusedly.

Mrs. Jeon intervened, 'Meet Shruti, Rekha Aunty's daughter.' Taehyung nodded and said, 'I'll bring some chai.' Mrs. Jeon nodded, and Taehyung headed towards the kitchen to prepare the tea.

As she walked away, Taehyung couldn't help but feel a bit puzzled by Shruti's cold demeanor. She wondered what could be the reason behind her unfriendliness.

Taehyung brought the chai and placed it on the table, handing cups to the guests. Mrs. Jeon gestured for her to sit beside her on the sofa.

Rekha complimented, 'Your daughter-in-law is beautiful.' Mrs. Jeon beamed with pride, 'Of course, she is.'

But Rekha continued, 'My Shruti is also very beautiful and educated.' Mrs. Jeon's smile faltered, but she replied diplomatically, 'That's good.'

Rekha persisted, 'I told you, arrange Shruti's marriage with your son. But you didn't agree.' Taehyung felt a sting from the comment.

However, Mrs. Jeon's response made her feel loved and valued. 'We're happy with our Taehyung. What's lacking in her?' Mrs. Jeon's words made Taehyung feel blessed to have her as a mother-in-law.

Taehyung observed the guests, feeling uneasy about their fake smiles and Shruti's constant eye-rolling. Just then, Jungkook entered, carrying shopping bags and flashing a warm smile at his mother and Taehyung. He noticed the guests and touched Rekha's feet, saying, 'Aunty, it's been a long time.'

Rekha beamed at him, 'Yes, beta, I've been busy.' Meanwhile, Shruti gazed at Jungkook with adoring eyes, making Taehyung feel angry. How could she look at someone else's husband like that?

Jungkook, oblivious to Taehyung's feelings, focused on chatting with Rekha. Taehyung smiled proudly at her husband, feeling possessive.

Shruti broke the silence, 'Jungkook, do you remember me?' Jungkook frowned, clearly unsure. Rekha intervened, 'She's my daughter. You two played together as kids, and she was always your wife in child's play.'

Jungkook looked embarrassed, 'Yeah, I remember. But I was so young, and I didn't know... She's like my sister.' Taehyung's jealousy dissipated, replaced by a wide smile as Jungkook referred to Shruti as his sister.

Shruti's face fell, and she said, 'Mom, let's go. It's getting late.' Rekha, without hesitation, nodded and said, 'Let's go, it's indeed late.' Mrs. Jeon bid them farewell, and they departed.

However, Shruti couldn't resist one last glance at Jungkook before following her mother out. Taehyung felt uneasy, sensing Shruti's lingering gaze.

Jungkook, oblivious to the tension, placed the shopping bags on the table and exclaimed, 'Mom, Tae, look what I bought!' His enthusiasm was infectious, and Taehyung smiled, happy to see her husband so carefree.

Mrs. Jeon asked, 'What did you buy, beta?' Jungkook began to unpack the bags, revealing his purchases. Taehyung's attention was focused on him, feeling grateful for the loving atmosphere they shared..

Jungkook opened the bag, revealing the contents with a big smile, 'Kachodi, chole bhature!' Taehyung's eyes widened, shining with excitement, as she gazed at the food.

Jungkook chuckled at her reaction, and Mrs. Jeon smiled, pinching Taehyung's cheeks, 'So cute!' Taehyung's face turned bright red as she looked down, embarrassed.

Jungkook enjoyed the tender moment between his mother and wife, feeling grateful for the loving atmosphere. Mrs. Jeon suggested, 'Let's wait for Jin and your father to arrive.'

Taehyung nodded in agreement, but Mrs. Jeon added, 'But Tae, you can eat. You must be hungry.' Taehyung looked up, hesitant for a moment, before Jungkook encouraged her, 'Yes, eat. I bought your favorite.'

Taehyung shook her head, suggesting, 'No, let's wait for them. We can watch TV together.' Her face lit up with a bright smile as she proposed the idea.

Jungkook agreed enthusiastically, 'Yes, that's a great idea!' He smiled back at her, happy to spend quality time with his family.

Mrs. Jeon nodded in approval, 'Okay, let's wait for Jin and your father. We'll have a lovely time together.' The three of them settled in, ready to enjoy each other's company and the evening ahead."

As they waited, Taehyung sat beside Jungkook on the couch, fidgeting with excitement. Jungkook playfully teased her, trying to guess her favorite scene from the movie they were about to watch.

Mrs. Jeon smiled, seeing her son and daughter-in-law so carefree. She turned on the TV, and they started watching a classic Bollywood film.

Just then, the doorbell rang. 'That must be Jin and your father,' Mrs. Jeon said, getting up to answer the door.

Taehyung and Jungkook exchanged a glance, eager to spend the evening with their family. The door opened, and Jin and Mr. Jeon walked in, chatting and laughing.

Taehyung waited for Mr. Jeon and Jin to freshen up before heading to the kitchen to bring out the snacks Jungkook had bought. They gathered in the hall, setting the food on the table and settling into the sofa to watch TV.

As they flipped through channels, they stumbled upon a random film and couldn't help but laugh at the funny scenes. They snacked on the kachodi and chole bhature, savoring the delicious flavors.

But suddenly, Taehyung's expression changed. She felt a wave of nausea wash over her and quickly got up, dashing towards the bathroom. 'I think I'm going to be sick!' she exclaimed, rushing out of the room.

Jungkook's concern was immediate. 'Tae, are you okay?' he called out, getting up from the sofa. Mrs. Jeon and Jin exchanged worried glances, while Mr. Jeon asked, 'Should we get her some water?'