𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠'𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐛𝐢𝐰𝐢

"75. Embracing Forever"

"Aapki khushboo ki in saason ko aisi aadat lagi hai,
Jaise meri rooh me, har ehsaas me aap basi hai"

-Vaidehi
(Fictionflare_)

Riyanshi and Rishwik stood still, completely lost in each other's eyes, the world around them fading into silence. The soft glow of fairy lights made the moment even more magical, their unspoken emotions hanging thick in the air. 

Suddenly, the lights flickered on brightly, snapping Rishwik out of his daze, just in time to see Riyanshi gracefully lower herself onto one knee in front of him. His eyes widened in pure shock, heart thudding loudly in his chest as he tried to process what was happening.

Rishwik: "Heeriye nahi, aap jhuk nahi sakti mere samne"
(Heeriye, no, you can't kneel down in front of me.)

Riyanshi: "Shh mujhe kehne dijiye Rishu kishu"
(Shh, let me speak, Rishu Kishu.)

Rishwik: "Nahii darling, please utho t.."
(Nooo darling, please get up t—)

Rishwik gently placed his hand on Riyanshi's shoulder, but she instantly turned to him with a sharp glare.

Riyanshi: "Mera proposal kharab kiya toh bahaut thappad marungi, chup ab ekdum."
(If you ruin my proposal, I swear I'll slap you hard. Now shut up completely.)

The family chuckled softly, the warmth in the air unmistakable. It was then that Rishwik's eyes widened slightly in realization, everyone was there. He slowly glanced around the entire hall, taking in the faces of all those gathered, and then his gaze landed on a pair that made his breath catch for a moment, Riyanshi's parents.

It wasn't that he hadn't met them before, but the fact that Riyanshi was planning to propose to him in front of them? That caught him completely off guard. Yet, instead of stern expressions or nervous eyes, they were smiling, calmly, warmly, at the two of them, as if they had been waiting for this moment all along.

Rishwik's eyes flicked back to Riyanshi, her expression soft yet confident. She gently reached out and held his hand, her fingers intertwining with his.

Riyanshi: "So my dear Rishu kishu, Mainu eh sab zyada nahi aunda, par jiven tussi keha ki tussi inne handsome ho ki tussi ik proposal deserve karde ho, and I agree with you so...."
(So, my dear Rishu Kishu, I don't know how to do all this very well, but just like you said that you're so handsome that you deserve a proposal, I agree with you. So...)

Riyanshi's expression softened as she smiled at him, her eyes locking with his. The emotion in his gaze didn't go unnoticed, his eyes shimmered with unshed tears, touched by her tender gesture. Without a word, she gently lifted his hand and pressed a soft kiss to his knuckles, making his heart flutter with unspoken warmth.

Riyanshi: "Main jaanti hu aap mujhe pehle mere career me set hota dekhna chahte ho isiliye shadi nhi kar rahe... Par main ye bhi janti hu ki main thodi naadan hu, masti karti hu, kisi ki sunti nahi, thodi pagal hu..."
(I know that you want to see me settled in my career before getting married, that's why you haven't proposed yet. But I also know that I'm a little childish, mischievous, I don't listen to anyone, and I'm a bit crazy...)

Rishwik: "Thodi nahi meri heeriye aap bahaut zyada pagal hai"
(Not just a bit, my Heeriye, you're absolutely crazy.)

Riyanshi playfully smacked his hand and shot him a sharp glare. He couldn't help but chuckle at her reaction, finding it endearing rather than intimidating. She let out a soft sigh, closing her eyes briefly to regain her composure.

Riyanshi: "Ha toh aapki bakwas ko side me rakhte huye... Main ye bhi janti hu ki only this stupid idiot hacker jo mujhe utha utha ke fekta rehta hai, jisne mera dil hack Kiya hai bas vahi mujhe jhel sakta hai."
(Okay, so putting your nonsense aside... I also know that only this stupid idiot hacker, who keeps picking me up and tossing me around, who has hacked my heart, only he can handle me.)