Anika goes to Om's room and finds him sitting in front of a blank canvas, lost in his thoughts. She knocks on the door, breaking his trance.
Om: Bhabhi, aap yahan? (Bhabhi, you here?)
Anika: Mujhe nahi aana chahiye tha? (I shouldn't have come?)
Om: Nahi, aisi koi baat nahi hain. Likin aapko kuch kaam tha toh mujhe bula leti. Aapko rest karna chahiye. (No, it's not that. But if you had some work, you should've called me. You should take rest.)
Anika: Dekho, abhi tak toh main theek hoon likin agar bistar pe padi rahi toh pakka bimaar pad jaaoongi. (Look I'm fine till now but if keep laying on the bed, I'll definitely fall sick.)
Om: Theek hain. Aayiye, baithiye. (Alright. Come, sit down.)
She goes and sits next to him.
Anika: Om, mujhe tumse kuch ek bahot zaroori baat karni thi. (Om, I need to talk to you about something important.)
Om: Kya hua bhabhi? Sab theek hain na? Shivaay se related... (What happened Bhabhi? Is everything alright? Is it related to Shivaay...
Anika: Shivaay nahi, Gauri. (Not Shivaay. It's about Gauri.)
Hearing her name, Om grits his teeth and looks away. Anika keeps her hand on her shoulder.
Anika: Tumhare aur Gauri ke beech chal kya raha hain? Ghar walo ke saamne toh tum dono kuch nahi kehti likin aapas main humesha jhagadte rehte ho. (What's going on between you and Gauri? You both don't say anything in front of other but keep fighting when you're by yourselves.)
Om: Bhabhi, hum... us ladki ke baare main baat kar ke apna time kyoon waste kar rahe hain? (Bhabhi, why are we talking about... that girl and wasting our time?)
Anika: *controlling her anger* "Us ladki" nahi, Om. Woh patni hain tumhari. (It's not "that girl", Om. She is your wife.)
Om: *mummers* Wohi ladki jo paiso ke liye 3 logon patni banne ko tayaar thi. (That girl who was ready to become the wife of 3 people.)
Anika: Kya!? (What?!)
Om: Kuch nahi bhabhi. (Nothing bhabhi.)
He was about leave but Anika stops him.
Anika: Om please. Main tumse koi sawal nahi kar rahi ya koi safai nahi maang rahi. Mujhe bas... jaanna hain. (Om please. I'm neither questioning you nor asking for any explanation. I just..want to know.)
Om: Bhabhi...
Anika: Om, agar tum mujhe apni behen maante ho, toh mujh par bharosa kar sakte ho. (Om, if you consider me your sister, you can trust me.)
Om: Bharosa hain bhabhi. (I do trust you.)
He takes a deep breathe then narrates their story from Anika from his point of view. After their conversation, Om angrily goes out and Anika goes back to her room.
On the other hand, Shivaay goes to the pooja room were Gauri was sitting and making clothes for the Gods' idols.
Shivaay: Gauri?
Gauri: Bade bhaiya, aap? Kuch chahiye tha aapko? ((Shivaay) Bade bhaiya, you? Do you need anything?)
Shivaay: Nahi, bas aise hi. Maine tumhe disturb toh nahi kiya na? (No, I just came like that. Did I disturb you?)
Gauri: Naahi-naahi. Aayiye, baithiye. (No-no. Come, please it.)
He sits beside her.
Shivaay: Gauri, ek baat poochhoon? Agar tumhe koi problem na ho, toh? (Gauri, can I ask you something? That is, if you don't have any problem.)
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FanfictionThree months have passed since ShivIka separated. Shivaay and Anika hadn't seen each other all this while. But when destiny brings Anika back to Oberoi Mansion, storms strike one after the other. Wondering what? Then keep reading Impotant Notes: •...
