Faith Destiny & Love (Complete) ?

Hey guys here is the last part of this series. Thank you for showering your love on this story 💞💞. The epilogue will be updated next week.

PS: I have guests at home so no updates till next week. Will see you all after Monday 😊.

How can this happen? He just proposed her infront of everyone? But he never loved her? And she.....even she don't love him. She can't be with him. She just love me that's why she ran away hearing his words. She she don't love him, she just love me.

He made her cried.........poor Ishita. I should have words with her. I should have confess my love to her.

And Subramanyam slipped away from the scene after ensuring no one is looking at her. Otherside Raman rushed behind his wife seeing her running towards her room. As he entered in the room his heart sunk seeing her sobbing, curling herself on bed, the hairs which were neatly combed half and hours back were spread messily over the pillow. He shut the door in hurry and sat near her.

"Ishita" he whispered with panic while caressing her hairs. "Ishita please talk to me, batao mujhe kya hua hai. Tum kyon ro rahi ho. Mujhse koi galti hui kya?"

"Please tell me Ishita" tears almost clouded in his eyes receiving no response from her. He bit his lower lip hearing her sobs. He combed her hairs with his fingers continued to hug her curled frame.

"Chale jaao Raman, please chale jaao. Akele chod do mujhe."
(Go Raman, I want to be alone.)

"Nahi, kabhi nahi. Mujhe tumhare aasuon ki wajah jaanne ka poora haq hai."
(I won't leave you. I deserve to know the reason behind your tears.)

"Yahan koi bhi nahi hai Raman, kise dikhane ke liye yeh sab keh rahe ho?"
(No one is here Raman, so stop pretending.)

"Ishita...."

"Jaao Raman please, yahan koi bhi nahi hai kyon kar rahe ho yeh sab phir?" He looked at her face reddened with continous cries, her hairs looked dishevelled, the saree pallu has loosened, crumbled and bunched on her shoulder. Her bloodred eyes affected him, he vowed not to be reason of the tears of her eyes, he promised not to let her down but the things looked went wrong.
(Just leave Raman, and stop pretending.)

"Yeh kisi ke bhi liye nahi hai Ishita, sirf humare liye hai. Tum aisa kyon soch...."
(How can you say same Ishita? My each and every word was for you was true.)

"Roohi ke elocution competition wali raat ka I love you Roohi ke liye tha, award night wala confession woh bhi toh mujhe distract karne ke liye hi tha phir yeh........yeh bhi toh subbu ko jatane ke liye hi hoga na. Sab kuch kisi aur ke liye hi toh hota hai Raman, meri feelings ka itna mazak kaise bana sakte hai aap.... is baar nahi Raman. Is baar yeh repeat nahi hoga. Aap chale jaao yahan se Raman bas jaao." She buried her head in heap of pillows leaving him speechless.
(There first I love you was for Roohi, the second one was to distract me then this one must be for making Subramanyam jealous. I really wonder how easily you make mockery of my emotions.)

He remembered the both night when he said I Love You to his wife with complete different meanings. The night of Roohi's elocution competition, when the confession was faked to assure their little daughter, the confession was nothing but an act to make his little girl smile. When the three magical words just meant words for him not more than that, when his wife nothing meant more than his daughter's mother for him, when he was struggling to accept her in his life. But the second time, it was all different. She started to mean more than just Roohi's mother, in the up downs of his life she supported him and became his best friend, a guide he always wished to have. His attraction started to grow for her which he often hid under his witty remarks like moti and pagal madrasan. Her presence started to affect her, his eyes started to appreciate his madrasi wife and her daily kanjivarams, her modesty compelled him to fall for her. That day was no other when she accompanied him in award night along the cast in her arm, looked breathtaking in white and pink georgette saree, enough to accelerate his heartbeats, to make him aware of the emotions he suppressed for his wife.