Happily Unmarried- Part 4 (Hinglish) (Final Part)

A few days later,

In the evening, At Vikram house:

in the living room:

(The air conditioner whirred softly as the summer heat lingered outside. Kiaan and Kabir sat cross-legged on the floor, their eyes glued to the TV screen, fingers flying over the controller buttons.)

Kiaan: (voice filled with excitement) Come on, Kabir! Jump!!! Jump!! Abhi game khatam hone waala hai!!

(On the couch, Kiara lay sprawled, phone in hand, lazily scrolling through reels. Random laughter and audio snippets from her phone filled the gaps between the boys' shouts.)

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On the kitchen,

(Anuradha and Tanvi were sitting by the kitchen island, chopping vegetables for dinner. Anuradha wiped her forehead with the edge of her pallu.)

Anuradha: Yeh garmi toh insaan ka dimaag ghooma degi!

Tanvi: (chuckles) Toh mummy, kal kulfi bana lete hain. bacchon ko bahut pasand aayega.

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Just then,

(The doorbell rang. Tanvi rushed to open the door. Vikram walked in, tired but composed after a long day at the hospital.

He placed his bag down and surveyed the scene. After a moment's hesitation, he walked over to the living room.)

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In the living room:

(Vikram approached Kiaan.)

Vikram: Kiaan beta, mujhe sach-sach batana... kya tum doctor banna chahate bhi ho ya nahi? are you even interested in science??

(The room went still. Kabir paused the game, exchanging a glance with Kiaan, who looked up at his father with a mix of surprise and nervousness.)

Kiaan: (frowning): Papa, aap aise kyun bol rahe ho? Mere marks toh acche aa rahe hain naa ab? Then why this question now?

(Vikram remained silent, his expression serious, prompting Kiaan to continue.)