Riansh Os Book

Vihaan or Vansh

R's pov
I glared at this man, he is Vihaan,
Seeing him dadi passed out and her health's condition deteriorate that the doctor instructed us to keep her away from tensions. she was continuously calling Vansh's name which made the family request him to stay till the recovery.

He came inside our room.
R: what do you think of yourself? You are going to fool us? I think you're totally mistaken Mr.Vihaan. My husband's place will not be taken by you.
Vi: oh really Mme, I am not interested too in being your Vansh, he died miserably because to his bad luck he was your husband. And obviously, I don't want to meet his fate.
His words hurt me to no limits, but he was right.
I closed the door and faced him with sad expressions which turned to happiness.
R(hugging him): I thought I was going to die when I saw you fall.
Vi(distancing himself): are you ok? About whom you are talking to?
R: vansh, stop it, I know it's you.
Vi: now I am sure everyone In this house is mentally sick.
R: what if I prove that you are Vansh.
Vi: ajeeb ladki hai, I know myself better than you, you want to force on me another identity? You asked for my help for dadi's sake so I am helping you otherwise I am not interested.
FB starts
Author's pov
Vihaan came to Vr mansion
Vi: excuse me, anyone here?
All of them looked in his direction shocked.
Vi: guys, Why are you looking at me like this? Oh, I got it now, actually, I found this pocket, it's of some Vansh Raisinghania, so I thought to bring it to him.
No one could say anything and dadi collapsed on the floor making all rush to her shouting at each other to call the doctor.
During her unconscious state, she was calling Vansh which makes the doctor tell them that her state is critical and she needs proper care. Having no choice they asked him to stay there till she recovers.
FB ends
R: Fine, you win, I am wrong. Forgive me because of the trauma, I lost my mind.
Vi: it's totally reasonable to feel like this.
R(smiling sadly): Thank you for understanding.
Ishaani knocked on the room, and she entered it.
I: what are you doing here Vihaan?
Riddhima unwantedly laughed at her question.
She started at her.
I: may I know the reason that gives you all this happiness after getting My brother killed?
She looked down sad.
I: you, answer my damn question, it's Bhai's room.
R: it's for dadi, we are forced or else she will doubt it, she asked me why he is not sleeping here when he was in the other room, please stop making things more complicated.
I: Vihaan, I need you to do something for me, if you don't mind.
Vi: sure why not.
R: where are you taking him?
I: stay out of it, Please Riddhima.
They went outside and ishaani gave him the keys to drive, he drove to the destination, after a while they came back again.
He walked inside the room and found a curious Riddhima waiting for him.
Vi: how many times should I tell you that I am not your husband? You don't have to wait for me.
R: who said I was waiting for you? I was only thinking of my husband. you are no comparison with him.
Vi: I am glad then.
She laid on the bed and then slept.
Vi : How may I tell you what I feel about you? You don't stop talking about the dead.
no worries, soon you'll know who is Vihaan, who is definitely not Vansh.
He walked back to the couch and dozed off.

She opened her eyes still not believing that he is not Vansh;
2days later
The clothes of Anupriya's son were mistakenly taken and she was searching like a mad woman shouting at the servants which made everyone gathered around her.
I: mom, what happened?
An(cryingly): my son whom I lost when he was a child, today I Lost his clothes too, Nobody is worse than me on this planet.
Serv: Mme are they the clothes you were talking about?
Lifting her head up toward the clothes, she ran and hugged them making all of them have moist eyes.
An: maa look this is my son's clothes.
Kabir was there to tell them that the case will be closed after Vansh's death, but he got shocked to see his clothes. He tried to take it in his hands but she jerked it.
An(angrily): don't touch my son's clothes, inspector.
K: maa
An: what?
K: this is my clothes when I was a child.
This k means Kabir, you are my mother.
An: Mera beta? Tim (crying) you are my son, I am sorry I was not an eligible mother, You were taken from me.
K: maa, I craved always to have a mother, now that I have it, I feel as if I own the whole world.
He hugged her happily and she reciprocated.
K(whispering): kya baat hai mom, you are really number 1.
A (whispering too): never underestimate your mother.