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Just as Shivansh was embracing Siyanshi, Dadasa intervened from behind. "Shiv, sare bade yehin hain, ap zara unki izzat karein" ("Shiv, show some respect to your elders,") he reminded. Nikhil began to speak, but Dadasa signaled him to remain silent.
Dadasa continued, "Ap chup hi rahein Bakhudar aur Shiv sunna nahi, sare sanskar bhulgaye kya ap" (Have you forgotten all manners, Shiv? You're disrespecting your family.) Bade Papasa, stepped forward, concerned.
"Baba sa ap kya bolrahe hain?" (What are you saying, Baba?) he asked. Dadusa replied sternly, "Kya galat bolrahein hain hum ap batayein" (Am I wrong than where am i wrong?)
Vihaan intervened, noticing the tension. "Shiv chorde mere bhai dadu sa gussa karrahe hain" (Shiv, let go of her; dadusa is getting angry.) Shivansh reluctantly released Anshi and bowed down. "I'm sorry, dadusa."
Dadusa's tone turned sarcastic. "Aisi kaam hi kiyu karna jise sar jhukana pade" (You're apologizing for something you shouldn't have done in the first place.) Shivansh stood up, meeting Dadusa's gaze.
"Humne Anshi ko ap sabke samne gale lagane keliye maafi nahi mangi balki hum apki baat nahi sunne isliye mangi hain" (I didn't apologize for embracing Anshi in front of everyone,I apologized because you didn't approve. But I won't regret showing my love and care for her.") ,Shivansh clarified.
The atmosphere was charged with tension, family dynamics, and generational values clashing with personal feelings.
Siyanshi's Nanu interrupted, his voice filled with concern, "Rajguru ji yeh ap kaisi baat karrahe hain" (Rajguru ji, what are you saying? Your words are unsettling.)
Dadu sa, firmly replied, "Maafi chahate hain Raghuvanshi Sahab lekin filhal hum apne pote se baat karrahe hain" (Forgive me, Raghuvanshi Sahab, but I must address this with my grandson, Shivansh.)
Nanu pressed on, his eyes locked on Siyanshi, who looked confused and vulnerable. "Fir bhi apke iss baat se meri bachi ko affect horaha hai aur woh abhi hi thik hui hai" (Your words are affecting my granddaughter, who's just awakened from a coma. Have mercy.)
Siyanshi's thoughts swirled. Why is Dadusa behaving like this? Does he dislike me? She felt grateful their relationship remained secret, still in its early stages. Four months had passed, yet their feelings remained strong.
