HITLER SASURJI ✔️ (COMPLETED)

22~ It's Karvachauth

Randhir held Sanyukta's shoulder and made her stand. She sniffed wiping her nose with the back of her palm as Randhir held her other hand and took her with him.

'Come, sit.' He said pulling out a chair for her. Sanyukta nodded and sat. She avoided his gaze and wiped her tears. Randhir left her and hurried to the kitchen. She sighed looking up and blinked her tears.

Within minutes, Randhir came and kneeled next to her. 'Here.' He said forwarding a glass of water.

'Thanks.' Sanyukta said in a small voice and took the glass. As she brought the hem of the glass to her lips she remembered she is keeping a fast. She shook her head and forwarded the glass back to Randhir. He is surprised. 'I don't want to drink.' She said.

'But why?' Randhir is confused. Sanyukta looked at him and for a moment considered to tell him, but she wanted to surprise him later and, so she dropped the idea. She simply shrugged and Randhir frowned. 'What do you mean by-' he imitated her shrugging. Sanyukta shook her head and stood up.

'I am not thirsty.' She replied and to avoid any more questions, she turned around and walked away. Randhir scratched his head and watched her go.

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Later at the breakfast table. Vidhushi drooled as she served breakfast for everyone. Randhir kept looking confusedly wondering where Sanyukta was. Kishore noted his daughter missing and looked up at Vidhushi.

'Where is Sanyukta?' He asked. Vidhushi stopped eyeing the food and looked at her father-in-law.

'Don't know.' She shrugged. Kishore looked away, a thoughtful expression on his face.

Before anyone could say anything, Aryan jumped up from his seat and announced, - 'I will go get her.' Randhir gave him a murderous look but he didn't bother looking back at him.

Kishore shook his head. 'No need, I will get her.' He placed his palms on the armrest and rose little from his seat when Aryan interrupted.

'Arey No. If I am there then why are you troubling yourself? I will get her.' Aryan said and pushed behind his chair. Randhir held his fork tightly. Aryan looked up at Kaka and said, - 'Plate some breakfast for Sanyukta.' He ordered with full authority. Ankit looked awed while Randhir mentally cursed him.

'Arey, why are you troubling yourself. Have breakfast I will get Sanyukta.' Vidhushi interrupted and took the plate from Kaka's hand. Aryan looked at her menacingly.

'Vidhu! Why are you bothering so much? Aryan, Haina. He cares so much for Sanyukta. Let him go.' Ankit said. Randhir held the fork tighter. Right now, he wished Ankit wasn't Sanyukta's brother. Aryan is grateful to Ankit but of course, Ankit couldn't make out if he was because as usual Aryan remained a blank face.

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Aryan felt nervous and excited as he stepped into her room. The door was open. He blushed and looked up and spotted Sanyukta standing by the window. She stared down at the garden. She sighed, and he admired her. Once again, his gaze fell on her back, her hair to one side and he felt annoyed seeing the Tattoo again. He wondered if Kishore knew about this.

Anyway, I don't care. A silly Tattoo can't change my feelings for you. What is in the heart is what matters and I know someday I will be in your heart – Aryan thought with a dreamy smile and an expressionless face.

He knocked the door and cleared his throat. Sanyukta turned around and found him holding a plate with food.

Oh No! Sanyukta mentally groaned. Outwardly, she forced a smile.