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kalpanarsaotome ranma

Dedicado a Kalpana R Saotome por su cumple años, como muestra de mi gran admiración y cariño. Basado su fic "En el amor y la guerra"/ Dios le había traído de vuelta a la única mujer que el había amado y seguía amando, Akane. Y fue entonces cuando se dio cuenta de que no era una concha y que no era una máquina. Él era un hombre con debilidades y fuerzas, con mentiras y verdades/All Rights Reserved

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" Kya sochne lage hai? bhar dijiye na maang hamari. Ab aur intezaar na karwaiye." ( What are you thinking? Fill my hairline. Don't make me wait anymore.) She whispered to him and he glance at her face, little shy but glowing. He don't know if he will be able to become a capable husband or not. His parents chose her for him and he believe their decision won't be wrong but, he is insecure. She grabbed his hand and squeeze it a little as if she just read his mind and chose to comfort him. He mentally smiled, felt his heart skipping a beat by this thought and finally filled the partition of her hair with sindoor. ~~~~~~~~ " What do you even have, Kabir? For the the highest position, you are neglecting your newly wedded wife. We all know, you won't get CEO chair easily. My father will use every single tactics just not to hand you the position." His cousin mocked him. He was mostly affected by her statement of neglecting his wife and unfortunately he was right. He is insecure. His childhood was bad without the embrace of his parents. People around him made fun of him. His family was for namesake only. They changed him to ruthless and cold Kabir Chauhan who now only cares about money and power. He want to gather so much power that he won't have to kneel before anyone. He want to create his own name. But, Someone chose to touch him with the fragrance of her love. She played the strings of his heart very soulfully and presented a lovely view of world to him. She spread her arms wide for him to hide, His Kajal. Their saga of love begins now.