( Some words to understand which are Gujarati....
Pappa - Father, Mummy - Mother, Dhingli - a baby doll, Dadu -Grandfather, Bhai -Brother)
"Harsh's POV
"What is this, Ronit? I have already rejected this plan, do something new. Leave," I roared on him. He quickly found the way to the exit.
"Sir, " He turned to face me again, I insulted h, till he dared to say something. I narrowed my eyes at him.
"Sir, when you were in Italy, I have received an envelope in your and Madam's name. As I was on leave, I couldn't hand it to you. I'm sorry for the delay, " He hesitated, a sincerity was in his sound.
He opened the drawer on the left side desk and handed me a big envelope. I didn't pay any attention to him and grab it from his hand, he exited.
I thought, "I should not think like that, maybe she has been changed. For what I'm doubting, one month ago, she has refused to have a coffee, even she behaved bizarrely. I arrived two days, she is having coffee, even she throws up herself on me oftentimes. She was not like that before. Why is she conducting bizarre, that caused me doubt on her?"
I glanced at the envelope. There was a title, 'Mr, Harsh Rawat and Mrs Aaina Rawat.'
A smile erupted on my face and I opened it with a delighted smile on my face.
It seemed to be her medical report. I checked all the reports. My eyes welled, it was clear for me. I inserted reports into the envelope and grabbed it. I ran quickly to the elevator.
After some time, I'm at home. I parked the car in front of the main door and ran to find her. She was talking on her phone in the balcony. I hugged her from the back. She hung up the call.
"What Harsh?" She asked with a smile.
"Why didn't you tell me this?" I showed up on the envelope.
"What is this? What are you talking about?" She again raised a question?
'Is something fishy?' I thought and change my mind to tell her, what was in the envelope.
I grabbed her wrist and pulled her to the car. I texted the doctor and informed her that we are on the way.
I made her sit in the car, she asked me many times, where we are going, but I remained silent, as there is a big cyclone into my mind.
I stopped at the hospital and forced her to come out of the car. She yelled, "Harsh."
I pulled her inside, she screamed, "Harsh, why are we here?"
"You will know soon, " I entered the chamber of Dr Trisha Desai.
She was waiting for us, as OPD was done, and it was lunchtime. She greeted, "Good afternoon, Mr and Mrs Rawat."
"Good noon, doc, " I greeted back and added, "I have already told you what to do."
She nodded.
"I don't want to do any check-up, " Aaina tried to escape from.my grip, but she doesn't know with whom she is entailed.
I forced her to lay down on the couch, I tightened her, the doctor checked her. She smiled and replied, "She is fine, Mr Rawat. You need not worry."
"I told you, I don't need to checkup, " Aaina yelled and jumped out of the couch, as I loosened my grip. She stamped out of there with anger.
"Doctor, " I want to ask but she cut me off.
"You were right Mr Rawat, she is not the same person, whom I checked up one month ago."
Tears filled my eyes, making my vision blurred. I hardly spoke, "Thank you, doc. Please, keep this a secret from this woman."
"Sure, " She replied.
I exited from there. She was waiting outside the car. My anger reached at the peak, I sat inside, she followed.
As soon as we reached home. She ran inside the house before me. I pulled her and made her face to face me.
"Who are you?" I raised my hand to slap her hard, I lost my all senses of thinking, as I discovered her truth and slapped. She fell.on the surface.
"I'm Aaina, " She trembled with fear, lying on the marble floor and scrawled back to save herself.
"Dadu... Veer. Help me..." She cried out loudly.
"I'm asking you for the last time, who are you and where is my Aaina?" I warned her while undoing my leather belt.
"Harsh, have you lost your sense?" Dadu stood between us.
"She isn't Aaina, Dadu. She is making us fool for a month, " I growled in anger.
My words froze Dadu at his place.
"Give me the proof, " Dadu ordered me.
"Dadu..." I screamed with a shock.
"Aaina, leave from here, " As Dadu's words came out of his mouth, she stood up and ran to upstairs.
"Dadu, " I gasped.
"Come, we will talk about it in the study, " Dadu said orderly, certainty was found in his voice.
I followed his steps, I was furious, whoever she was, she can not take my love's place in my heart, in my life and my house.
Dadu locked the door and made me sit on the chair. He squeezed my shoulders and took a seat beside me.
"Dadu..." He took a pen and his journal, I was shocked at his actions.
" I was defeated in a chess game by Aaina daily, but from the last one month, I'm winning the game daily."
"Dadu..." I screamed as he wrote those words on the page, but he cut me off, "Sssshhh..."
I glanced into his eyes, as they were pleading me to do something. I nodded, and this time I know Dadu is with me.
"I'll not tolerate if you will be victimized, I can do anything to save you, love, " I mumbled at stormed out the study.
Aaina Sanghvi :23 years old, pretty, smart and gorgeous girl with well maintained figure. But spoiled because of wealth and love of her father. Gave final exam of MBA in USA. She wants to live the life with her own rules. She is the only one daughter of Varun Sanghvi and Kirti Sanghvi. Her family forced her into marriage with Harsh.Harsh Rawat :
Author's POVA mobile phone buzzes."Varun ji, your phone is buzzing. What are you doing? Please, come fast and pick up it." Kirti yelled."Pick it up, I'm coming." Varun said from the bathroom.Kirti t
Third Person POV Veer returned with his Dadaji (Grandfather), Vikrant Rawat. They are travelling in their Rolls- Royce, Vikrant rests his back on the seat of the car. After a few minutes of silence, Veer asked, “Dadu, do you really think that Bhai will agree?”“NO, never. I know Harsh very well, he will not agree, but this time by hook or crook, but I will do his marriage with this girl.” Vikrant replied without opening his eyes.“You know your brother is like coconut. He hides so much pain inside. That’s why he is arrogant, someone’s love will bring him out from his sorrow. He is stubborn, he can do anything to stay away from marriage.” Vikrant added.“Hmm.” Veer nodded his head.Rawat family has a bungalow in Ahmedabad, after a few minutes they reached their bungalow. Veer started his planning for the wedding. He searched for the best wedding planner and other arrangements.“Veer,” Vikrant said.“Ji, Dadu.” Veer said.“Listen, first make a list o
Third Person's POVOne week later....A peon runs hurriedly and shouts, "HR is comi...nnng..."Everyone ran to their respective tables. Who are holding files, their files fallen down due to trembling hands. Everyone started remind what work was given by
Third Person's POVHarsh tried his best to find that girl but he fails. Both families are preparing for the wedding.Finally the wedding days is near. Before one week both family reached at the destination wedding place.Aaina was informed that she has to come directly Goa and Harsh is also informed that he has to come Goa.
Third Person's POVVikrant and Veer searched for Varun. But they didn't find anyone in the porch. Veer asked a waiter about Varun, "Hey, have you seen Varun uncle?"That waiter replied, "They went to Aaina madam's room." The waiter gave him a room number."Ok, thank you." Veer replied and walked inside the hotel.
Third Person's POV"But this time I will not force my daughter to marry." Kirti said."We will talk about it later." Vikrant said and looked at Varun.Vikrant called someone, a man received a call from opposite side and said in his sleepy voice, "Hello."
Third Person’s POVAaina and Harsh don’t know that next morning is coming with big storm. Harsh didn’t imagine that his grandpa can be these serious, and can snatch his all powers. Aaina thinks that her family will forgive her for this step, as she is loved by her family and her family always forgives her for her mistakes.Harsh and Aaina are right at their places, but they were forced for the marriage, so they escaped. But again they are forced to stay together. This time their families didn&rs