𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠'𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐛𝐢𝐰𝐢

"93. Epilogue"

"Zindagi ab aur bhi khoobsurat hai,
Humara safar toh yahi tak tha,
Par milna toh aage bhi sambhav hai,
Kyuki Anth hi aarambh hai."

-Vaidehi
(Fictioflare_)

Happy 10 months to "Mafia King's innocent biwi "🌷🌷

Two years had slipped by like grains of sand through their fingers. The house, once filled with cries of infants and lullabies, was now alive with laughter, chatter, and the chaos that only five-year-old twins could bring. Ruhaansh and Rudravika were now the heartbeats of the household, their energy never running out and their mischief levels always at a peak. Whether it was sneaking cookies before dinner or hiding inside wardrobes to scare family members, they always had something up their sleeves. The family had grown, not just in numbers, but in love, strength, and bonds.

As the family expanded, Rudraksh took the initiative to find a bigger space where they could all live more comfortably. He found the perfect mansion, grand yet warm, luxurious but still intimate. Everyone was excited about the move... until Rudraksh learned something that made him go completely still.

The Singhania family had bought the bungalow right next door.

His reaction was instant. He pulled every string he could to change the location, to find another space, anywhere else. It wasn't that he hated them, but his protectiveness for his daughter. But he had underestimated the women in his life. Ruhanika, Avyukta, Riyanshi, Savisha, Kritika, and even Simrat gave him the look.  And just like that, all his protests were dismissed.

Ultimately, the Rajpurohit, Khurana, Malhotra families all moved into the new massive property, which was then christened with great pride: RKM Mansion, standing for Rajpurohit, Khurana, and Malhotra.

Now that the Malhotra and Singhania families had become next-door neighbors, their bond had grown even stronger with time. It wasn't just the elders who shared deep connections, but the younger generation had formed a world of their own, one filled with laughter, mischief, and an unbreakable sibling-like bond.

The kids had practically become inseparable ,  playing, fighting, and making up all in the same breath. Whether it was Vaidaksh, Vihaansh, Ruhaansh, Kiyaansh, Krithvik, Aveer, Rudravika, or the little ones like Viyana, Viyakshi, Aryash and Ruvyansh, the garden, living rooms, and sometimes even kitchens had become their playgrounds. But amidst all this joyful chaos, there were two men who had silently joined forces in their own silent mission: protecting their daughters.

Rudraksh and Viyansh were already known to be doting fathers, but ever since Rudravika and the Singhania's baby girl had grown a little older and more active, their protective instincts shot up like rockets. From keeping an eye on who they were playing with, to making sure no roughhousing was happening around their precious girls, these two fathers had become unofficial bodyguards.

There were even moments when both stood with folded arms near the play area while their wives rolled their eyes in amusement. If either of the girls were so much as tripped or pouted, Rudraksh and Viyansh would be the first to rush in, often getting teased by their family members.

The Malhotra and Singhania bond had turned into something more than just neighborly affection, it was family without the need for definitions. But when it came to their daughters, Rudraksh and Viyansh were a team of silent warriors, ready to shield, protect, and love fiercely, and everyone knew not to mess with their girls.

Right now, the house echoed with playful protests and adorable pouts. It was Monday morning, and Rudraksh was having a hard time convincing his three favorite people, Ruhanika, Ruhaansh, and Rudravika, to get ready for school and office. All three were united in rebellion, throwing synchronized tantrums, insisting they didn't want to go anywhere today. Rudraksh, trying to hold his ground, reminded them that skipping Monday wasn't an option.