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Mein wapas aa gyi aur wo bhi rocket speed mein.....yestrrday only days i updated twice and here i am again uploading the third chappy for the week. I know you all are eagerly waiting for my chappies.....toh mein aa gyi. Toh aap log mujhe batao ki aapko chappy kaise laga....😊

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Currently i am stuck in a situation where either i have to drown in the deep ocean or burn in the sroctching sun.

Yeah.......that is exactly what my current situation resembles.

Now you guys might be thinking why. So let me tell my long story short.

So jump into the flashback which took place almost 30 minutes back.......that precious 30 minutes which have brought me up to this edge.

Flashback!!

After serving them the drinks, Tina dissapeared through the hallway into the kitchen. Then mumma began sweetly "Looks like you are in a hurry to go to office?! Are we guys disturbing you?" She told more like asked.

And i politey replied "No mumma.....was just getting ready.....anyways i have a more 45 minutes at hand. So if you want to say something then go ahead."

"Actually Kabir we are here to talk about Kia." Uncle said hesitantly.

"Oh....uncle wh--" that was all i could utter and uncle cut me off guard and spoke in a strict and sturdy tone " Wow great, you call your mother-in-law mumma but me as uncle. Great. From now on call me dad or papa. Not any uncle vuncle for i seem too old by that addressing." He gave me two different choices: woo they were so very different.

So i just hmmed and said "Papa....what do you want to talk about Kia. I am all ears." And hearing the word papa, a pleasant smile broke out on his face.

"Thats like my boy." my dad grinned happily.

They both give peculiar mom dad goals to me. They just are......just so perfect. Kia is really someone whom God had blessed unconditionally. I thought.

Then aunty trailed off "Kabir.....Kia is the apple of our eye. She is that star in our life who lights up the whole universe for us. We had cherished her all throughout these years. And we want a promise from you that her smile will remain constant even after marriage." at the end soft tears rolled down her face and she smiled at me.

I was stunned.....i was going to possess something which was so precious to these two people. And now they are asking me to just retain their daughter's smile. I was greatly touched by mumma's words. I think thats what all mothers wish for. Their children's bappiness.

But i couldnt form a word for i dont know whether i would be able to kepp her happy or not. Will she be comfortable with me or not. And after what happened yesterday, i surely doubt how are gonna move ahead in this marriage. For how can i understand what was troubling her without her telling me. And her answer yesterday.....was so pathetic and extrmely lame.

But neverthless, i promised to themselves and my own self "Ofcousre, mumma and papa!! i cant promise you that she will be always happy and smiling. But i would try my level best to not let even a single tear drop down her cheek. You can trust me with that and i wont hurt her intentionally."

Mumma smiled whole heartedly and came to my side and clasped me tightly  yet so securely in her arms, sweeping away all my deep sorrows in her warm embrace. Tears flooded in my eyes as my mom's memories played a movie back from years away.

How i wish she could be here?

When she released me, and turned to my face, she unfortunately noticed my tears.

Shit. Fuck!!

I quickly wiped them away before it was long time but mumma had already caught me crying and she hysterically asked me worried "Why are you crying Kabir? What happened beta?"

Oh god, she is literally just like my mom......uff....i felt overwhelmed by her concern.

But i couldnt afford to accept that i was crying. Not ever in this eternity for sure.

Typical male ego that men wont cry or they cannot cry. Huh!! My innerself scolded me for being so stupid with such sulking thoughts.

Are you really on my side.....cause every time you get a chance to mock, taunt or tease me you never step back. Always in the front with a sword in your hands to slice my head off my body.

Says the one who is looking out for the neareat opportunity to come with a pandit and get me out of himself so that he can buy a new branded conscience. It replied to me forcing a smile.

I averted my eyes from it sheepishly.

"No no mumma....i wasnt crying. And why would i cry?" i said preventing eye contact with her.

Because i know the moment i would look into her eyes and i wont be able to lie to her. So its better to gaze around at all the luxurious items arranged in the hall.

But then she came closer towards me and cupped my face softly and spoke soothingly "You call me mumma....and now you are hiding things from me.....so that means you just call me mumma just for name sake and i dont mean anything to you rather than an annoying yet irritating mother-in-law, right? She asked me and a tint of hurt flashed through her crystal orbs.

I right away denied her saying " No mumma.....you mean a lot to me.....how can  you think that i find you annoying and irritating....no not at all......you are the best mumma one could get and what more would a person dream for.....i really love you mumma....i was crying because..because i---" i rambled my heart out but at the end i wasnt able to form sentences.

"Come on Kabir. Speak up"She cooed at me as if i was a little toddler who would break apart if she asked me in a bit stern way.

This lady here is so tender yet soft and i surely doubt that how could Kia be so tough and naughty even after being her daughter.

Have to do my research to know this. I thought intently.

Oh if your so called research thing about your future wife is over, then can we just focus on the more important work at hand. My conscience scolded me for being so playful and dumb.

So i shut my thoughts up.

But that doesnt mean i didnt glare fireballs at it.

She find me struggling and yet again she came up with " Kabir i am no less than your mom, you can speak your heart out with me anytime bacha."

Here i went down. All the tears which was coiled up in my souls since the day my mom left me, it all came rushing down my body like rivers of spring. I was a crying mess at that time and my eyes scanned the two people around the room.

Both were equally shocked and worried. Papa also came closer and patted my shoulder while i clunged onto mumma sobbing hard and she was ruffling my hairs cooing soft nothings to me.

I felt a mother's love after so long. It just feels so surreal to again call someone mumma. And papa was no less than my dad. He was so supportive that he just kept on skimming my face with his rough hands. Yet they felt so warm and soft to me.

That is why i think 'mom and dad are the  best things which could ever happen to a person' saying had sailed lands and lands, covering waters and travelling round the whole world. These two words just by their names itself brings out a beautiful smile on your face.

Then i felt as if mumma was also crying and she asked me extremely concerned "Kabir now you are really scaring me to death. Speak it out or else i wont ever talk to you. What is bothering you? Have we done anything wrong. Then we are really sorry beta. We rea---" before she could complete dad also chimmed in "Sorry beta....if we did something wrong unintentionally....we didnt mean---"I didnt let him complete and quickly broke out from their hugs and pats and stood up straight.

Then brought them both infront of me and made then sit down on the large cosy sofa. Mumma's face was tear stricken and papa's face portrayed pure grief and concern for me.

Shit shit shit.....i shouldnt have pulled up such a situation. I have truly dissapointed them now.

So i made myself up to speak my heart out with them just like how mumma had asked me to do.

"Hey hey hey.......mumma papa calm down. You guys haven't done anything wrong as you guys cant ever do something wrong. So stop feeling guilty as you havent committed any mistake at all. I was not crying because of anything of that sort." I said smilingly and relief washed over their faces.

Then mumma asked "Then why were you crying bacha?" Her voice came out hoarse because of her crying thing and i didn't like that much as i like to hear her soft tender talks all day.

So i smilingly shook my head at her care and quickly got up and ran to the kitchen. When i glanced at them, they looked totally confused. They were about to scream for me when i screamed out loud from the kitchen saying "Just a little patience wont hurt mumma papa......i will come back in a minute."

And papa shouted back "Even Kia says the same son." And i heard two deep chuckles.

And even i smiled at that.

Then i came towards the kitchen aisle and went to take two coffee mugs. Then made my ever so delicious latte coffee which is a favourite of all my dear ones which i make so rarely and they all make grumpy faces for not making it. I turned on the coffee machine and added on the right amount of coffee powder and sugar and my special exported coffee beans which makes it the best. Then adding the milk and making it presentable by drawing a cute little heart design on both the cups, i assembled them in a tray. All this while Tina was looking at me amusedluly as she knew that i was making it after so long. I just chuckled at her reaction and trailed out with the tray.

End of the chapter😊

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