AbhiGya SS ~ No Strings Attached

Chapter 6: The Denouement (PART 2)

Purab felt weak. He was only trying to protect Pragya di's happiness. Ever since he was married to Bulbul, he was the man of the Arora family too. He had taken everyones responsibility. He was protective towards everyones interest - he had stopped Abhi because he was looking out for Pragya di - it came to him naturally - taking decisions on their behalf, they were family - but today he felt, he had just dominated them - that wasn't his intention. He just wanted his di's happiness.

Bulbul read his expression and came to him. She silently hugged him and gently spoke in his ears. She told him she loved him, and he has never been oppressive to anyone in her family. She has been the matured and responsible son their family never had. No one thought he did anything to harm anyones interest. Everyone in her family would still want Purab to be their son and brother and take care of them. Then she added, maybe it was time, she shared the responsibility with Abhi too. She told him that she knew her sister well and she always knew that maybe Pragya had moved on, but she would never be able to love anyone. Now if her luck improved and the love of her life, loved her too, they shouldn't stop them. Purab finally understood. He turned to Abhi.

"Bhai, I am sorry. I should have realized myself, all that Raghav just said. Take care of my di."

Bulbul came brightly beside him and added, "Go Abhi, di is waiting upstairs for you."

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He opened the door, and saw her sitting by the window on a stool. Her head was resting on the window glass and tears were incessantly running down her cheeks and occasionally a sniff was shaking her entire fragile body. She was fragile, and she had survived long enough without protection - his protection - her true protector's protection. But now things were going to change for life.

He entered the room and she slowly looked up. She wiped her own tears and stood up uncertainly. Abhi gently took her hands in his and gently placed a kiss on her fingers. She looked startled, and a single word escaped her mouth "Abhi.."

He looked up at her enquiringly and raised an eyebrow questioningly. When she didn't respond, he went close to her and gently placed a light kiss on her forehead. She gasped and he automatically gave a coy smile.

"So fuggy...you love me?"

"I...I" she stammeremed, "I..am ot fuggy now. Fuggy is fuggy"

"Hmm..too many fuggy's can spoil the broth. Ok chashmish then?"

"I don't wear... specs anymore.." she replied in a self-conscious whisper.

"That is one thing I am planning to change about you. We'll have to get you used to in specs again" he murmured into her ears now as his hands slowly grabbed her waist. Somehow Pragya was incomplete without her ancient binoculars. Even though she now looked ravishing in her new wardrobe and lens, Abhi still preferred the specs over the lens - he didn't care about the wardrobe, cloaks or trendy clothes, they never really defined her.

"Now, so, chashmish...you love me?" he asked again, this time his lips almost touched her ear lobes. An electric ran down her spine.

"Abhi..Abhi I know that..." But Abhi cut across.

"No chashmish, you don't know anything..did you know I love you too?" he whispered and then placed a gentle kiss in the nape of her neck. This time she shot up an extremely perplexed look at him.

"I think you're making a mistake here Abhi, you never----" but she couldn't continue further, as he had placed a soft kiss on her nose. It was their age old protocol - the nose-button protocol.

"I think, I am not making any mistake here at all. I think I have loved you ever since the time I came to know you were the innocent girl who was not guilty of any crime, and I had married her to avenge my sister's distress. My love for you have only grown since then, but I was a fool to see it myself. I thought it was Tanu, but it was always you chashmish"