The Birla siblings 💕

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Ruhi was about to go out to take her phone back from Shaurya when Ruhanika came there and asked, "Are you going somewhere?"

"Yes," Ruhi said, smiling.

Ruhanika hugged Ruhi suddenly and said, "Sorry, sorry Ruhi. I am really sorry for what happened."

Ruhi hugged her back and said, "It's okay. I was at fault too. I never wanted to react like that, but I shouted at you."

Ruhanika looked at Ruhi with tears in her eyes. "I should have understood what you were going through."

Ruhi wiped her sister's tears and said, "The past is the past. Let's start anew, where the past doesn't matter."

Saying this, Ruhi pulled her hand out, and Ruhanika smiled, remembering how they did their special handshake. They crossed their pinky fingers, clapped their hands twice, tapped each other's shoulders, and finally touched their noses together, giggling. It was a unique way they learned from their mother and Massi.

Ruhanika asked, "Ruhi, where are you going?"

Ruhi became irritated by the thought and said, "Some monkey took my phone away..."

Ruhanika looked at her, confused. "A monkey? What do you mean?"

Ruhi glanced at the time and said, "Ruhanika, I have to go. I'll tell you what happened when I come back." She gave Ruhanika another quick hug and rushed out.

Ruhanika stood there, worried. "What if she finds out about everything? How will she react?"

Later, Ruhi arrived at the city center and spotted Shaurya. She marched towards him, her eyes blazing. "I know you took my phone, you bandar!"

Shaurya looked at her with a smirk. "Why would I do that? I know it's yours, pagal ladki."

"Don't play games with me, bandar. Give it back!" Ruhi demanded, her hands on her hips.

Shaurya sighed and pulled out her phone from his pocket. "Fine, here you go. I was just borrowing it."

Ruhi snatched her phone back. "Borrowing? Without asking? Typical of you!"

They started bickering, their voices rising. "You always overreact, pagal ladki!" Shaurya retorted.

"And you always take things without permission, bandar!" Ruhi shot back.

Their argument grew louder, drawing the attention of people around them. They were so absorbed in their quarrel that they didn't notice a man approaching Ruhi from behind. He grabbed her arm roughly and said, "Hey pretty girl, why are you wasting time with this bandar? Come with me, I'll show you a good time."

Ruhi turned to face the man, her eyes narrowing. "What did you say?"

The man smirked and repeated his comment. Ruhi's face darkened. "You picked the wrong girl to mess with," she said coldly.

Being junior Sirat Mary Kom, Ruhi couldn't stay back and launched a punch at him. With the agility and strength she'd learned from her mother, Ruhi quickly disarmed the man, grabbing his wrist and twisting it behind his back. She kicked his legs out from under him and held him down. "Apologize," she demanded.

The man, now terrified, stammered an apology. Ruhi let him go, watching as he scrambled away.

Shaurya, who had watched the whole scene in awe, said, "I never knew that a pagal ladki could become a sherni."

Ruhi glared at him. "What did you say?"

Shaurya quickly looked away. "Nothing, nothing at all."

Ruhi couldn't help but laugh at his reaction. "You'd better watch out, bandar. Next time it might be you."