Chapter 63.

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I blink my eyes a numerous times and my body get tense suddenly. I think Randhir notice the tension rising  in my body as he look down at me with confusing expressions.

"You OK?" Whispers Randhir.

My mouth parted but no words come out. I don't know what to say, how to say?

I look in front again. The Lady with same expression like Randhir. Confuse and concern.



Her eyes have more glint of joy, her face have more glow than before, she seem to become a  little more pretty and healthy than before but the concern and care shining in those light brown eyes are same, just as they were years ago.

Those light brown orbs, the  care and love in those eyes....its just so reassembling......... It strikes me like a distant memory but soon faded away in the oblivion....... For once, my heart whispers................. Its her....its definitely her.

"Happy birthday... Mrs.
Malik...and here is ......your gift from both of us..." Chipped Randhir delightful stopping my thoughts for a moment. Lightening the sudden tension in the air.

I just stare at the lady....
The smile widening to her ears.... But she frowns in next moment while glaring Randhir....

It reassemble her again...

"Why so much formality, dear, call me mom, like you used to when you were a kid." She chipped delighted...

For a second i thought her words come out only for me but that was for Randhir ........

"Mo..m"

A tiny whisper....

I heard ....

And the voice was mine....

Without even knowing, I blurt out that word.... That word which used to contain my whole world.....to a lady, who reassembles just same like my mother.....my mother.....my mom......

When I felt a hold getting tightening around my waist I blink my eyes rapidly to shove off the coming tear back.

I give a look to Randhir who reflect the concern then I look at the lady again, who is looking at us with adoration.

"She is your wife Sanyukta right.......and.....Awww...my both babies look so good together......" The lady chipped and soon I'm engulfed in a tight hug as Randhir loosen his hold around me, but soon grip it back after she broke the hug.

I'm just feeling so numb....

She can't be my mother right?

My mother is dead.

But

What if dad said the truth that day?

But why she is not recognizing me?

Because you must be a child when she saw you last time, you dumb Sanyu.....

Mocks my mind.

But she don't even show any strange reaction at my name.....any resemblance she must have felt too..right?
Names don't change by the time right? Then why?

Because she isn't your mother.

Stopping my conscience, I turn to Randhir, giving him a weak smile which, I think, turn him more confuse.

Soon the lady was distracted by the other guest wishing her birthday.

My mom's birthday was two months back, not today.

I just shrug it off.

"What happen Sanyukta? You don't look fine. Is there anything bothering you?" He speak out his heart ...

"No...just....I am....kinda tired...." I lied.

"Let's go home then. Come." He said and without making my answer verbal, I was dragged out by him. My hand in his grip.

He is not letting the topic go that easily, is he?

We reach the driveway. Without any words exchange.

He don't look angry though but I'm scared. And I don't know why?

How will he react if I tell him?

I do trust him right....

So involved in my own thoughts, I didn't even realised that a door of the car is being opened for me to enter.

"Get in."

His voice stern but not harsh.

I obliged.

He get in too and the chauffeur start driving.

Then suddenly Randhir press a button which separate us from the chauffeur.

Oh no.

What is he up to?

Now I'm scared.

I look out of the window avoiding his gaze.


don't start that topic

Don't start that topic

Don't start that topic


I keep chanting the mantra in my head..... Crossing my fingers.


A throat being cleared attract my attention. But still I didn't look at him. Just looking out of the window.



Suddenly I felt two warm large hands grabbing my waist from either side and lifting me up and setting me on his lap.

The squeal that left from my lips died as he peck my lips softly.


"Don't ignore me ever again." His voice have command, order and a sense of domination.

I nodded timidly and before he could do anything else I lay my head on his chest.

A sigh left from his lips  which was followed by mine.


Silence.

With his hand rubbing my back timely and patting my head. Also kissing the top of my head time to time.


This is my weakness. Every time he does it. And I think he also knew my this weakness. He uses this against me. But I can't help it that I love it.


"I know something is wrong, so, are you going to tell me or I have to choose any different way to get your answer.?" His voice boomed in my ears letting me know that he is not letting the topic go that easily.

"Other way like?" I asked, to change the topic.

"I don't know that but I know this definitely that you won't be liking those ways." He chipped while trying to hide his smirk.

So he is not letting go the topic.

I sigh again, closing my eyes. My hands still wrapped around his torso and his around my waist.

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