The euphoria of falling in love♥
Love doesn't need to be PERFECT. It just has to be true.
Presenting you, Mon Amour, which means My Love
OS/TS collection.
It is a multi-fandom book and contains OS for all lovable couples out there.
Couples in the Co...
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Ahaan reached the hospital ward and ran inside. He saw his lifeline on the bed, his body was all sweating and he took her outside.
"Ishqi!" He saw Savitri running to her. "Ishqi! Meri vajah se meri bachhi ki jaan khatre me hai!" She was crying. "Bhabhi ko hospital le chalo bhai!" Kartik ran outside to get the car. They all sat inside the car, Ahaan sat with Ishqi behind while Kartik was driving and Savitri sat beside him. They reached the hospital and ran inside. Ishqi was admitted and they all waited. Ahaan's heartbeat increased. On one side, he found Ishqi lifeless and on the other side he found his own grandmother involved in her state.
"Ishqi thik ho jayegi beta, bhot strong bachhi hai vo." He felt a hand on his shoulders and looked behind to find Savitri. His anger, ignorance all was gone now. He just wanted the motherly love he had always craved for in the toxicity his dadi filled him with. He hugged his mother and started crying violently. "Sab thik hoga Ahaan, meri Ishqi itni kamzor nahi hai!" Savitri tried consoling him. Kartik came there and Ahaan stood up. He nodded and Ahaan's heart sank. Yes, it was.
Kartik had reached the hospital with a fake doctor get up and checked the CCTV's to find out that it was Durga Devi who injected Ishqi the life harming drugs. His mind wanted to blast but he had to handle this case calmly. "Kartik, tu yaha hi rehna, chahe kuch bhi ho jaaye yaha se mat jaana. Ishqi par koi aur hamla nahi hona chahiye." Kartik nodded and Ahaan went to Savitri. "Aapse kuch baat karni hai, kya hum aapke ghar chal sakte hai?" He asked softly for the first time. She nodded with a smile.
They both reached her house and she made him sit in the hall. "Aap ek minute rukiye!" He went to the book shelf and took out the file she snatched from him one day. Apparently, before Savitri had snatched the file, he had read that she wanted to file a case against Veer Malhotra, his father. "Ahaan yeh tum kya kar rahe ho... yeh abhi!" Ahaan had opened the file and he kept reading.
"Case to be filed against Veer Malhotra, for domestic violence against his wife, Savitri Veer Malhotra and his child, Ahaan Veer Malhotra. Lawyer, Suraj Arora."
Ahaan's tears welled up but he didn't say anything. He went to Savitri and sat near her. "Please mujhe bata dijiye, yeh sab kya hai?" Savitri was already in tears due to her situation.
"Ahaan, tumhare papa, sharab peete the aur mujhe maarte the. Aur yeh baat Durga Devi jaanti thi. Unhone ek aurat hote hue, baat bahaar naa nikle mujhe kabhi kuch nahi karne diya aur mai pit-ti rahi lekin firr unhone nashe ki haalat me tum par haath utha diya, bass uss din maine thaan liya ki inhe saza dilwa kar hi rahungi. Parr usse pehle..."
"Dadi ne aapko mental asylum me kaed kar diya!" Ahaan completed shocking Savitri to the core. "Tumhe..." She asked shocked. He just smiled sadly, "Dadi apni kisi dost ka ilaaj karwa rahi thi, yahi bataya tha unhone. Parr zyada pata karne par pata chala ki itne saalo se aap vaha hai." He smiled sarcastically, "Dekh rahi hai aap! Maine toh apni life me dushman apne khud ke ghar me rakhhe hai! Aur jinhe apna smjhna tha unhe kabhi smjha nahi! Ho sake toh mujhe maaf kar dijiye, MAA!" His long controlled tears left his eyes and she hugged him lovingly. She prayed that Ishqi gets fine and sees what she'd done for her sasuma.
