Chapter 77: "You reap what you sow.",
Inside the car.
"Seru...We got her...!", Elder Sinha from other side spoke.
"Isn't that a good news...? Why is your voice....Som...Something happened her...?", His eyes widened and words shuttered.
"She is out of Danger...We are taking her home...come to my base in U.S...we are going back there too.", Elder Sinha said.
"Alright this country has nothing to do with me anymore...I will cut all my connections with this Ray's.", He said as he hung up the phone.
"Danny send a private plane to Mr.Seru when he texts you...and we are leaving to out base.", He said as he saw Eva who's busy in taking care of a lady lying on bed with wounds.
Elder Sinha eyes darkened as he saw the person on the bed.
'Just to save my daughter...must you have to lie and say you liked that bastard...? Must you have to enter that hell and become like this...? Even after all your tries...She left the world...and us here suffering for all the things we lost...Maya get up...This is the only thing I ask from you...!', Elder Sinha prayed as his heart felt heavy.
Meanwhile.
Wendy listened to everything that happened...
"Okay so...You guys are keeping a secret relationship...?", Wendy smiled as she questioned Aditi.
"Bingo.", Anvi replied.
"Then I prefer ours' to be Secret as well.", She suddenly said making Karan to stop the car in shock.
"You reap what you sow.", Anan smiled.
"What...do you mean...?", Karan asked annoyingly.
"Nothing...I'm just supporting my sister's decision.", Anan smiled and spoke.
"That's final then.", Wendy smiled.
"You...will...definitely...end...up...in....HELL.", Karan gritted his teeth at Anan.
"Don't worry...I will take you along.", Anan scoffed.
"Hate you.", He started the car.
"I just need my wife to love me.", Anan smiled.
Karan felt helpless. 'Wait until we reach restaurant...I'm excited to see your expression once you see the guest I invited.', Karan's evil smile was appeared on face.
Vastav's Mansion.
"Oh my god...These designs are so outdated...I wore them for my concerts back then.", Suhani spoke.
"Maa...may be Anvi likes retro style...it's okay.", Meera seemed to help but she was mocking instead.
"Anvi...Why is your sketch style change so much...? What on the earth happened to your strokes...?", Lilly commented.
Henna saw her daughter's sketches but she was pretty disappointed too.
"I'm sorry everyone...after I left home...I couldn't remember anything as I started to work to feed myself and to pay my expenses and study fee...I hardly had any time to practice.", She played pity card.
'Not bad...she is more sly than expected.', Suhani scoffed. As she wanted to do was to let this Fake Anvi suffer a sleepless night...her mission was successful...so she laid back and enjoyed this little drama.
Henna who heard her words instantly softened as she threw all the design papers aside and walked towards the Fake Aditi to give her a hug.
"It's okay even if you aren't perfect...all you need to do is stay with me...My daughter, you suffered.", Henna hugged her.
'Yes...your side but as your daughter-in-law.', Linda hugged her back.
'If only Anvi was in this place instead of this Fake one.", Meera's heart tightened and ached for her Daughter-in-law.
Lilly also sighed as she kept the designs beside her. Linda walked towards Lilly.
"I'm Sorry grandma...I'll practice.", Linda's fake tears rolled down.
"Although it's a pity...it's all fine that you are alive. I don't expect anything except for the fact you are safe.", She smiled and Said.
'huh...I knew this would work...whenever that Anvi did something wrong you will support her no matter what...So I tried a sympathy card and it word perfectly...', She scoffed inwards as she hugged Lilly.
Studio in the backyard.
"This type of stroke is hard unless you practice for years...Sunny who thought you this and since when did you start drawing...?", Varun who was in surprise spoke.
"My Aunt Aditi...Uncle Anan's wife. I've learned everything from her. I started to paint since I was three...It took me 3 years to become this perfect.", Aarav spoke in a calm demo near.
Varun's eyes widened as he saw Little Anvi in Sunny.
"You know...my little princess also used to be like you...she shinned the brightest...", Varun couldn't help but smile.
"Grandpa...was Aunt Anvi your favorite...?", Aarav asked.
"After my wife...she is the person I'm most possessive of.", He said as he started to paint.
"Are you happy that she is back...?", Bhargav who's silent spoke.
"Although she seems a bit different...I'm content that she's back.", Varun smiled.
Bhargav's heart felt heavy for his friend.
"Grandpa...I will protect Aunt Anvi From all the troubles.", Aarav said in a mature tone.
'I mean the real Aunt.', He smiled.
"Then I will be more proud of you.", Varun smiled as he patted Aarav's head.
'Can I see my Anvi like how she used to be as a child...?', He couldn't help but feel bitter.
Author's special:
Aarav: Authorrrrrrr....!
Author: Why the hell are you shouting my little Mr.Anan.
Aarav: Where is the part you said that you'll release...?
Author: Hey...I said a little information, not part.
Aarav: Whatever do it, Ms.Author.
Author: Okay [mind voice: Why is my little sunny becoming more like that Cold blood Anan.]
Anan: I know you are scolding me.
Author: Now you've started to read my thought too...?
Anan: Nahh...your face says it all.
Author: *Rolls her eyes* [mind voice: Wait until Varun and Elder Vastav knows about Aditi...hehe...*evil laughter*]
Special:
"We are going out.", Anvi and Megha said in union.
"No.", Anan's and Aarav's voices overpowered them.
"bobo...", Anvi spoke.
"Uncie...", Megha spoke.
Karan who was having his pie couldn't help but feel irritated.
"Wen...do you guys have to go...?", Karan spoke to his wife.
"What do you think...weirdo...?", Wen raised her brows at him.
"I understand...Son...bro-in-law...", Before he could speak they stared as if they are going to kill him.
"Hey...they just want to go to a concert...why are you both so against it...?", Karan couldn't help but ask.
"It's a male singer...", Both Anan and Aarav said in union.
"What on the earth did I do...to become a cushion between these people...hu hu...", Karan hated this.
Who would have expected Aarav to like his Uncle Anan so much...that he followed him and became an exact copy of his...or more than that...!