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"Dad....da....dadda" Myrah said making randhir's eyes go wider.

Sanyu too stood still and recollected whatever Myrah said.

Randhir looked at Myrah in disbelief.
He didn't ever dreamt of someone calling him dadda.

He thought Myrah hate her but his assumptions proved him wrong.
The word 'dadda' itself made him realised that Myrah likes him as her dad.

But this is not possible.
She already had her dad.
Who was he was unknown to randhir.

"No baby it's uncle. ..i m ur uncle.
Randhir uncle" rd smiled caressing her cheeks.

"Dadda. .." she clapped her hands and kissed randhir's cheeks.

"No baby it's uncle....m not ur dadda" rd smiled at her innocence.

"Dadda " Myrah chipped with a loud voice.

"Uncle"

"Dadda" Myrah slapped him

"Uncle"

"Dadaaaa" she started getting angry.

"Uncle " Randhir said sternly.

"Dadda" Myrah pulled randhir's hairs tightly and gritted her teeths.
"Dadda....dadda...dadaa" she banged her hand on rds head and ran away.

Sanyu controlled her laughter by looking at her baby's antics but soon broke down laughing watching randhir's pout.

He was looking like a baby scolded by his mother.

Randhir saw sanyu and gulped nervously.

"Woh...sorry mam...woh Myrah bachhi hai ...kuch. ..kuch bhi bolti hai" saying he ran inside the kitchen to avoid her anger.

But luckily she never got angry infact she was happy that someone gave Myrah daddy's love.

Months flew in oblivion and sanyu kept thinking on Girish's idea of marrying randhir but she never reached any conclusion.
She was confused about randhir.

There were many doubts on randhir.
First of all she only knew him by his name.
She had little idea about his background.
She didn't knew his family and friends.
She didn't even know where he lives and most importantly his disease and his reaction to this marriage thing.

It was really very difficult to take a decision.

Meanwhile Girish came to meet sandhir and our devil Myrah.

"Hey sanny....kaha khoyi ho?" Girish sat besides sanyu.

Randhir was in myrah's room as she was sleeping.

He was looking at her lovingly.

"Hey...giru...kab aaye" sanyu forced a smile.

"Jab tu randhir ke baare mei soch rahi thi" he teased her.

"Woh...woh...why will i think about him" sanyu looked away.

"Sanyu" he kept his hand on her shoulder.

"Bhai maanti hai naa mujhe.
Bataegi nahi kya hua?" Girish smiled.

"Randhir ki disease.
How will I cope up with it?" Sanyu kept her most important doubt.

"We will take him to best physician" Girish suggested.

"But randhir manega? "   Sanyu asked worriedly.

"Let me ask him" Girish said and got up.

"Randhir. ..randhir bahar aa " Girish yelled.

"Aee chilla mat naa.
Meri baby so rahi hai.
Uth jaegi" rd scolded Girish.

Sanyu smiled hearing this.
In these months she saw randhir handling Myrah more like a dad than just a care taker.
This made her think about marrying randhir.

"Baith yaha  .
And don't worry kumbhkaran hai Myrah nahi uthegi" Girish giggled.

"  Aee chup meri beti ko kuch mat bol" rd glared him.

"Okay baba sorry...now sit.
I want to talk some important " Girish looked at sanyu to which she nodded.

"You have to marry sanyu" Girish chipped making randhir yell.

"Kyaa?" Rd was shocked.
He saw sanyu.
She gave a silly smile to him.

"Pagal ho gya hai Girish.
Mam se shaadi.
Ram ram ram ram.
Hanuman ji ka bhakt hu" Randhir closed his eyes.

"Isliye college mei har ek achhi ladki ko propose karta tha aur unke chappal khaata tha?" Girish glared him.

"Par main kaise?" Rd made a face.

"Randhir i want to marry you for Myrah. ..actually myrah is not my blood.
She is my.....my....step sister" sanyu looked down and randhir's jaws drop hearing this.

And next one hour went on explanation of sanyu's and myrah's back history.

Hearing all this randhir stood up and went towards myrah's room without even sparing a glance at them.

Sanyu frowned.

Girish looked helpless .

"Get ready for marriage miss.agarwal" Randhir said stopping at the door .

Girish smiled a wide and sanyu had happy tears.

"My baby will be mine forever " sanyu wiped her tears and Girish looked up thanking his late sister for the magic.

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