Unwanted Wife Of Mafia King ( Part 1 )

Anokhi, Rishabh and their faith .

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Shobha picked up the phone, and Alok noticed that she too had been crying so much that her condition had deteriorated, and her eyes were swollen.

He said, "Shobha, what have you done to yourself?"

"Where is Rishabh?" Shobha asked him directly, with tears welling up in her eyes. Alok turned the phone's camera towards Rishabh.

Seeing Rishabh lying unconscious with an oxygen mask on, Shobha's eyes filled with tears, which began to stream down her cheeks.

Alok said to her, "Shobha, he's fine, absolutely fine. As soon as he's discharged, we'll come to Mumbai immediately. Where is papa?"

when Alok saw him, he said, " Papa, are you okay?" Dada ji nodded slowly.

Alok continued, "What are you doing, Papa? If you become weak like this, what will happen to us? Don’t worry at all, Rishabh is absolutely fine now, everything here is fine. As soon as he’s discharged, we'll come to Mumbai immediately. Okay?"

Dada ji nodded again, he was feeling too weak to say anything.

After talking for a while longer, Alok hung up the phone and, looking at Rishabh, placed his hand on his arm and leg, saying, "Karma has already given the punishment it had to. Now, no punishment will come your way, nor will any sorrow come to Anokhi. Both of you have suffered a lot, now neither of you needs to suffer any more not she." With these words, Alok closed his eyes and pressed Rishabh's palm to his forehead.

With Anant Sethi's death, perhaps the sorrow in all their lives had ended today as well.

After sitting like this for a while, Alok felt some movement in Rishabh's fingers. He quickly opened his eyes and looked at Rishabh, whose eyelids were also faintly twitching. It seemed like he was regaining consciousness.

Seeing this, a smile appeared on Alok's lips. He quickly took out his phone and called Hardik, saying, "Hardik, it seems Rishabh is waking up. Bring Anokhi and everyone here quickly."

"Alright, we're on our way," came Hardik's voice, filled with joy on the other end. Alok hung up the phone and leaned in close to Rishabh, softly calling, "Rishabh..."

Rishabh slowly opened his eyes, but as soon as the light hit them, he closed them again. After a moment, he opened them once more.

The first thing he saw was the ceiling. He looked around the room, and when he saw Alok, a small smile appeared on his lips.

Alok gently stroked his head and said, "Rishabh, are you alright?"

Rishabh nodded slightly. He tried to remove the oxygen mask from his face, but Alok stopped him, saying, "Rishabh, what are you doing?"

"Papa, I'm fine," Rishabh said as he removed the oxygen mask from his face and, looking around, asked, "Where is everyone else? And Cupcake, is she okay? Where is she?"