The Silent Bond

✨Chapter 22✨

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Rahi mansion

Finally, anu got discharge from that creepy hospital after long 2 days. He begged arjun to take him to the home. At first arjun was not ready but looking at him baby brothers not so dramatic sad face, he got convinced. Anu was sitting on his bed like child who is getting scolding. But in reality he was listening to rules that his doctor bhaiyu was telling him.

Abhi – "And finally last rule – you are strictly banned from getting up from this bed."

Anu is looking at him with not so innocent eyes.

Abhi – "try me Anurag Singhania! Agar tune idhar se uthne ki koshish bhi ki na, toh mein tujhe issi bed se banadh ke rakhunga."

Anu sacredly nodded his head.

Anu looking around his room - "Bhabhi aur big b kaha hain bhaiya??"

Arjun – "Arohi toh kitchen mein hain aur anu apne room mein hain. Aaram kar raha hain woh bachha!"

Anu – "maine sabko dara diya na?"

Arjun caressing his head – "Dara toh diya beta par hum pyar bhi toh karate hain apse."

He continued – "tum chinta mat karo bas aram karo aur jaldi se theek ho jao."

"Chalo anu garama garam soup pilo. Its time to feel your tummy beta" – arohi entered in room with her cheerful room.

Anu listening to this made sulking face and looked at arjun. To his luck arohi saw this and said – "Tujhe tere bhaiya se koi help nahi milega beta. Yeh sab tujhe hi pina padega."

Saying this she started to feed him with her own hands. After finishing soup he took arohi's hand – "Agar vaidehi mumma hoti toh woh bhi mujhse aise hi pyaar karati na??"

Arohi gently ruffle his hair – "Mujhse bhi jyada karati anu."

Anu just put his head into her lap – "I love you Bhabhi Maa!"

Arohi froze.

For a moment, everything around her faded —All she could hear was the soft echo of his words in her ears:

"I love you, Bhabhi Maa."

Her eyes widened slightly. Her heart had just been flooded with an emotion she didn't quite have words for — something between a mother's pride, a sister's protectiveness, and a woman's fulfillment.

Anu, her sweet Anu, was resting his head on her lap like a child who had finally found his safe space.

And in that moment, Arohi was no longer just a bhabhi to him... she was a mother. His Bhabhi Maa.

Tears welled up in her eyes — unannounced, unrestrained, yet so pure. She gently wrapped one hand around his head, cradling it close, and with the other, she stroked his back slowly, like a mother soothing her child after a long nightmare.

Her voice cracked, barely a whisper – "Mera baccha... tumne mujhe maa bana diya."

She bent down and kissed his forehead, her tears dropping onto his skin like sacred blessings.
"Tum Vaidehi maa ki nishani ho, Anu... aur ab meri jaan bhi. Tum ho toh sab kuch hai. Tumhara yeh 'Bhabhi Maa' kehna... meri poori zindagi ka sabse bada reward hai."

Anu tightened his arms around her waist. No more words were needed. That silence between them carried a lifetime of emotions, of bonds chosen over blood, of love deeper than fate.