AUTHOR POV
Savitri and raghu move inside to the premises of the house. The interior of the house was simple and was full of greenery exactly how savitri loved.
Moving inside she sat on the couch kept in the living room of the house and was served tea by maids of the house she order them to attend maitri and shyam who were sitting in the veranda of the house.
Raghu came to savitri and informed her that dai ma is up and calling her to meet her in her room itself.
Here sitting in veranda both shyam and maitri were going crazy, the unfamiliar environment made them uncomfortable and scared the daylight out of them.
Shyam was worried for savitri if anything happened to her inside this house, she might look familiar with the people and the environment but it's his duty to ensure that his Malkin is safe other wise the devil Aaditya thakur will kill him and his lineage.
Here maitri was in her own world, she tried every possible way to make sense of the situation but couldn't, she felt like she will go crazy if savitri didn't let her in, the tea served to them was not refreshment but rather felt like poision.
Savitri went inside a room that was painted white color in interior there was big wooden window which was open and gave a view of beautiful garden outside.
There was a small room in middle of the room where dai maa was sitting with a mala doing naam jaap while the old lady eyes was closed. A small old almirah kept in the the opposite corner was exactly same as it was when she visited her before her marriage.
As she closed the door to get the Utmost privacy with the woman, old lady opened her eyes and analyzed her every move not letting even a minute detail left.
Savitri moved in front of her and sat on her bed.
Looking at dai maa, she wanted to burst out her emotions and cry and complain how her life is taking a turnover that she never expected but she composed herself and sat like there wanting her to say something first.
" Savi pet se ho tum beta, tumhari chal chalan badal gya hai, shareer bhar raha hai tera or jis tarah se tum dikhane ki koshish kr rahi ho ki tum khush ho or chere pr rangat hai lekin mann mai nahi yeh teh hai ki chota thakur aane vala hai "
Dai maa said to her analysis her by judgemental gaze. Savitri just sat there without giving any reaction she was confused on how to react or even believe her dai maa. She was in dilemma the high profiled doctor from cities declared to her she can never get pregnant.
She was in a major confusion and didn't take her dai maa words to her heart, she couldn't bear anymore heart break if she didn't turn out to be pregnant after believing she swear on God she will not able to live. So she took the old woman's words lightly.
But the old woman put her hand on her stomach removing her pallu she pressed her abdomen trying to get the child's movement, after sometime she pressed her stomach again putting little pressure she felt the movement of child.
"Thakurien hone ke baad meri hi baat halke mai lene lagi hmm, jawani jbse chadi tabse kitne bache janne (birthed) mene jisme se tu or teri behn bhi shaamil hai
Maan na maan chautha mah (fourth month) lagta hai hume "
This woke something in savitri and she realized, that there been more than few months ago she hasn't bleed, gaining weight, mood fluctuations, getting hungry raise a hope in her. She placed her hand on her stomach to feel her child.
