Ruhi knocked on Dadisaa's door. "May I come in, Dadi saa?"
The elder lady smiled. "You don't have to ask, beta."
Ruhi sat beside the bed, handing her medicine and water. "How are you feeling now?"
"I'm fine, thanks to you, Ruhi," Dadisaa replied, her eyes twinkling.
Just then, Kajal and Sanjay entered. They discussed tomorrow's arrangements with Dadisaa.
"Ruhi beta, please supervise everything, okay?" Sanjay asked, his nervousness evident.
"Of course, Fuffa saa," Ruhi replied with a smile, though her eyes betrayed her concern.
Kajal added warmly, "But beta, don't exert yourself. You need rest, being pregnant."
Ruhi nodded.
Dadisaa noticed Ruhi's unease. "What's troubling you, Ruhi?"
"Tauji, Taiji, and everyone is coming from Dubai tomorrow. They're meeting a potential bride for Shivaay," Ruhi explained.
Dadisaa and Kajal exchanged smiles. "Wonderful! We'll finally meet our samdhis."
Ruhi's concern deepened. "But, Dadi saa, they're meeting the girl in the evening, and Charu's suitors are coming at the same time. I want to support Shivaay, but also be with Charu."
Dadisaa's expression turned thoughtful.
"Tomorrow, everything needs to be perfect," Sanjay said, his voice laced with urgency. "We want everything arranged flawlessly, and no one can do it better than you, Ruhi."
Ruhi's calming presence soothed Sanjay's frazzled nerves. "Don't worry, Fuffa saa," she reassured him, her gentle tone a balm to his anxiety. "If I go, I'll make sure everything is taken care of. You won't have to lift a finger."
But before Ruhi could continue, dadi saa intervened, concern etched on her face. "Ruhi beta, don't take me wrong, but you're pregnant. This much work won't be good for you. Why don't you meet your family tomorrow, or better still, invite them here? We'd love to catch up with our samdhis too."
Ruhi's reluctance was palpable, but she couldn't resist the gentle cajoling. With a soft smile, she nodded, her eyes sparkling with resignation. "Okay, dadi saa I'll take it easy, I promise."
As the matreach hands cradled her head, Ruhi felt a surge of affection. Despite the chaos surrounding her, she knew she was loved and cared for. And for now, that was all that mattered.
After the reassuring conversation with dadi, Ruhi spent the rest of the evening relaxing with the other family members. They pampered her with attention and affection, making her feel cherished and loved.
As the night drew to a close, Ruhi retreated to her room with Rohit. They settled into a cozy conversation, discussing everything and nothing, their words flowing effortlessly. The tension of the day melted away, replaced by the warmth of each other's company.
As the clock struck midnight, Ruhi's eyelids grew heavy, and Rohit gently guided her into his arms. She snuggled deep, feeling safe and protected. Sleep soon claimed her, but only for a few hours.
In the still of the night, Ruhi's stomach awakened, growling with a sudden craving. She stirred, gently shaking Rohit awake. "I'm hungry," she whispered, her voice barely audible.
Rohit rubbed the sleep from his eyes, a smile spreading across his face. "What do you want, ruhi?"
"Canpakes," Ruhi replied, her voice laced with longing rohit smiled at her.
In the kitchen, Rohit expertly whipped up a batch of fluffy pancakes. Ruhi's eyes sparkled as he presented them to her, saying, "Your Canpakes, my queen."
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FanfictionThe Birla family has been living in Dubai for the past three years. They weren't able to make amends regarding Ruhi's marriage. Now, they are returning for the marriage of their youngest son, Shivay, to Parth and Shafali's son, who is marrying Bansa...