Shourya PoV:
“Ok, sleep now, and I found Ranveer’s parents,” I said.
“What? Really?”
“Yes, but I found only his dad’s office address. I will try to find the house address.”
“I hope who will find his parents before his birthday. Only then we can surprise him,” Diya said.
“Ya, sure, I will find it out soon,” I said and went to serve dinner myself.
But as usual, my loving wife came to the dining hall.
“I will serve myself, sweetheart. You take rest.”
“Ha, you will serve yourself very little. It spoils your health. You should eat more,” Diya said, serving food to me.
“Did you have your dinner?”
“Yes, just because of your call. Why are you calling me and messaging me daily to have lunch and dinner?”
“Because you are not taking care of your diet. Anyways within two days, I will take a long leave, and then I can take care of you and share your responsibility towards our family.”
“Shourya, this is too much. I can handle it with the help of maids. You no need to take leave. You love your job, and you are so much attached to it. The public in this city feels happy and safe just because of you. You are their courage. They feel whatever danger may come up, DCP Shourya will save them. So, please don’t limit yourself to our family. If I need help, I will surely tell you, and then you can take leave for that day,” She said.
“No, Diya, I love my duty, but I love you too. I can’t see you spoiling your health. Now no more arguments, I will take leave. If any emergency comes up, I will join in duty immediately,” I said, convincing her.
Finally, she nodded. These days my heart is getting more attached to her apart from my duty. I want to take care of her and fulfill all her wishes during her pregnancy. After all, she is bearing my heir, and it’s my responsibility to give her everything she wants and keep her happy.
I took leave. I shared her responsibility for looking after my parents. She loved my company. I am doing everything that makes her happy. Mom, too, recovered, and we shifted dad to home. Slowly dad is back to senses and recognized us but cannot do any work by himself due to drugs effect on his body.
As mom is taking care of dad, we decided to go to Ranveer’s dad’s office. We went there, and Diya looked at me shockingly.
“What happened to you, Diya?”
“This is the office where Ganesh uncle had worked.”
” Ganesh, uncle? Who is he?” I asked
“Rajat’s father,” she said, and my mind went blank.
Because Ranveer’s father’s name is also Ganesh, I asked her to stay there and went inside the office. I enquired about Ranveer’s address. I got shocked knowing that Ranveer is none other than Rajat. We went back home. I didn’t say anything to Diya.
“Shourya, did you find their address?” She asked with curiosity.
“Ha,” I answered.
“Wow, great. Then let’s go to them. Ranveer will be so happy,” she said.
“We shall go later,” I replied
“No, Shourya, please let’s go now. Tomorrow is his birthday,” she said, catching my arm, making me get up from the bed.
“Shut up, Diya. If I say no, it means there is a reason. Don’t behave like a child,” I yelled at her unintentionally.
Realizing that I yelled at her, I looked at her. She had tears in her eyes. Shut, am I mad? Why did I yell at her? I immediately made her sit beside me and wiped her tears.
“Sorry Diya, I didn’t mean to shout at you. Sorry” I said, holding my ears.
She smiled, seeing my cute gestures, and removed my hands from ears.
“Why are you angry at once?”
“Diya, I will tell you something; please don’t get tensed,” I said, and she nodded.
“Ranveer is Rajat,” I said, hugging her from side to comfort her.
“What?” She asked shockingly.
“Ya, knowing that I am a little bit upset. He is your first husband…. ”
She glared at me.
“I didn’t mean it, Diya; actually, I mean you may feel uncomfortable to know this,” I tried to convince.
She left to the balcony without listening to me. How to convince her now? I mean, for the first time, I have fallen in trouble by slipping my tongue. What if he is her first husband? After all, she loves me. She is my wife now. Why did I say that to her? The stupid tongue talks useless words. I went to my darling wife to convince.
“I am sorry, baby,” I whispered.
“Don’t talk to me, Mr. DCP,” she said seriously.
What the hell my profession had to do in this matter. Why is she calling me as DCP and not as Shourya?
“Sweetheart, please listen to me.”
“I said I don’t want to talk to you,” she said again.
“Diya, I just felt a bit possessive towards you, knowing that Ranveer is Rajat. But I know well that you love me a lot and Ranveer love Ala. For a few seconds, I just became a normal husband who will be too possessive towards his wife. But nothing more than that. I love you so much. If you didn’t talk to me, how can I bear? Please talk to me, sweety,” I said, and she turned towards me.
I am trying to read her expressions, but she placed her lips on mine.
“I love you, Shourya,” she said.
“I love you too,” I said, hugging her.
I decided to save her by myself next time. I didn’t want Ranveer to save her again and again. God, why am I feeling this jealous of their bonding? They are good friends, and they didn’t know this truth till now. Shut; I should control my stupid mind to block such immature and stupid thoughts.
“Diya, tomorrow we will go to your village to bring Ranveer’s parents. In the evening, we can surprise him,” I said, and she nodded.
“I don’t know how Ala and Ranveer if they knew this. Will they feel uncomfortable to be our friends?” She asked innocently.
“No, Diya, they are matured enough to deal with relationships perfectly,” I said
“I didn’t know why, but I can’t leave Ranveer’s friendship. He is a great friend,” she said, leaning on my shoulder.
“Don’t worry, that situation never comes to you,” I assured her.
The next day we went to Ranveer’s parents and informed about him. We brought them to his birthday party. Ranveer looked at us and then his parents.
“Mom, dad,” he said slowly.
He hugged them. We understood that he knew about them already.
“Thank you for the surprise, Shourya, and Diya,” he said.
“We are sorry for misunderstanding you many times,” we both said in unison.
“Come on, guys, I never mind those things. Misunderstandings are common in any relationship. You are my friends, and I never mind all that,” he said, smiling.
We hugged each other, remembering college days. We both had few teardrops in our eyes as we missed Rajeev and Ashutosh.
“Let me join you guys,” we heard a voice and looked at that side. It’s Geetha.
“Group hug?” She suggested, and we had it
“I am glad you both reunited,” Geetha said.
“Ranveer, I am sorry for slapping you,” Diya said, bending her head.
“It’s ok, Diya. Actually, on that day, someone tried to shoot Shourya on the forehead. I saw that person from the window of that apartment. I don’t have time to alert Shourya. So, I shot him on the leg and shoulder to make him fall on the ground and miss the bullet shot by that criminal. He was caught later and was encountered”
We enjoyed the party together. Ala joined us after talking to her inlaws and seeing their needs. We went home. Ranveer shared with us how he became a home minister.
He met a criminal in jail who is a close associate of Vishwanath, Health Minister. After release, he met Vishwanath and acted as if he changed and want to join his team. He slowly became close to him by arranging a fake firing in the name of the opposition party on Vishwanath and getting injured while saving him. This made the minister trust Ranveer, and slowly he became Home Minister.
Leap of 1 year:
“Shourya, how long will you take to prepare for breakfast? Atleast boil some milk and give it to me; my baby is hungry” Diya started shouting at me.
“Arey am I playing? I am cooking. Why can’t you wait for some time?” I asked her.
“Only this one day, I get a chance to shout at you. Remaining six days, you will be shouting at me saying I am late in cooking food,” she said, pouting.
“Acha, so you are trying to take revenge at me?” I said and turned towards her, keeping stove in sim.
I went towards her, and she tried to move away. I pinned her to the wall. I kissed her cheeks. Then her lips and neck. I buried my face in her neck, inhaling her sweet fragrance. I placed a few kisses there, and I saw her shivering. Even after two years of marriage, I still had the same effect on her, which I had in our marriage’s initial days. I teased her more by touching her back.
“Sh.. ou.. rya, plea… se… Leave… Me… Mom… May… Come,” she said.
“Then never disturb me while cooking,” I said, slowly still holding her in my arms.
I removed her loose hairs from shoulders and kissed there. She pushed me away and tried to escape with blushing. Her face already turned so red, making me crazier. I held her and kissed her lips to my satisfaction. She responded to me and encircled my neck with her both hands.
“You are so beautiful, baby,” I said.
“Do you feel I am beautiful even after two years of our marriage?”
“Till my last day, I feel you are so beautiful. Even if we grow older and your hair becomes grey, skin loosens, teeth fall, still, I feel you are beautiful, and I will kiss you with all my love even at that time,” I said, kissing her again.
She pouted and smiled.
“I love you so much, Shourya. I am fortunate to get married to you. I never thought I would be this happy in my life. You are my happiness and my everything. Without you, I can’t live at all,” she said, hugging me.
“I love you too. You are the only one who understood me well. You never showed anger at me for not giving you time, prioritizing nation over you, for showing case frustration on you a few times though you do nothing wrong. You always supported me in everything. You are the perfect wife to me,” I said, smiling.
“If you both finish your lovely confessions, please prepare food for us; we are hungry.”
I broke the hug and looked there. Nandu stood there, smiling at us. Dad recovered, and mom brought Nandu to our home, accepting her as a daughter. We see matches for her. Nandu plays her role so well. I mean, part of every younger sister who is to fight with her brother and tease him. She does that so well. She will be ever ready to tease Ranveer and me whenever possible. As Ranveer had no sisters, Ranveer loves Nandu a lot and pampers her as if she is a kid.
I am preparing food, and soon Ranveer, dad, and Ranveer’s dad joined me in preparing food. Every Sunday, we started preparing food for our family. Ranveer with his family and Geetha joins us every Sunday. Now Ranveer’s parents are staying with them.
After breakfast, Ranveer and I settled in the lane.
“Shourya, this is a severe case. You should deal with them. But be very careful,” Ranveer said, giving me a file.
“Team whom I trust will join you soon. Keep the entire mission as a secret,” Ranveer said.
“Sure,” I said, and we ended topic seeing Diya and Ala coming to us.
“Hey, you people, please take care of the children; we are going shopping,” Ala said to us.
Diya and Ala gave babies to us.
“Ala, we are discussing something important. You can go later for shopping,” Ranveer said without taking a child from Ala.
“Oh, we are sorry,” Diya said, looking at me.
I smiled at her and took the baby.
“If you want, you can go shopping Diya. I will take care of the baby,” I said, and Ranveer glared at me, to which I laughed.
He tried to take the child from Ala. But, Ala left, taking the child with her giving serious expression to Ranveer. Diya too left. I am playing with my child.
“Stupid, you booked me near Ala. I need to convince her now,” Ranveer.
“All the best. I can’t say no to anything Diya asks me,” I said.
Ranveer and I went inside. Ranveer tried to convince Ala. But, Ala ignored him.
“Ok, I will take you shopping and will buy whatever you want,” he said.
“No need, I am working. I can buy whatever I want with my salary,” she answered.
“I am sorry, Ala. We were discussing something important,” Ranveer said.
“Acha, then how Shourya accepted to take the child?”
“Because he is a lovesick puppy. He always chants Diya Diya; he is mad,” he said, cursing me.
“Hello, fight yourself. Don’t say a word against my Shourya Mr. Ranveer,” Diya warned him seriously.
I smiled, hearing her warning. She loves me so much. Ranveer stopped requesting his love and sat beside me.
“Don’t worry, Ranveer. Leave it,” I said.
“Shut up, stupid. Because of you, Ala does not believe my words,” he scolded me.
Ala came with tea, and Diya brought snacks. Ala gave tea to everyone except Ranveer.
“Shourya, I am leaving. I have some work,” he said earnestly, getting up from the sofa.
I think his anger reached its peak now. Ala looked at him for a few minutes.
“You said yesterday to me that you want to quit tea. That’s why I didn’t give it to you. I am preparing coffee for you,” she said, giving a coffee to him.
This Ranveer never changes. He gets anger instantly. He snatched the cup from her hand and signaled her to come with him. They both went to the garden.
“Shourya, will they fight again?” Diya asked me.
“I don’t think so. They are like this from college days.”
“What if he scolds Ala for dragging the issue?”
“Don’t worry; he never had such guts. If I know him well, by now, he will be requesting Ala by showering on her many gifts and promises,” I said.
We went to the garden as Diya was tensed, thinking they may fight. But, the scene surprised her. Ranveer slept in Ala’s lap, and she was caressing her hair. I looked at Diya. She smiled.
“Shall we move to respect their privacy?” I said, and we both left from there.
Later we went shopping together. Night, I am reading a case file, and Diya came into the room.
“Today, I enjoyed it a lot. Really.. ”
“Diya, I am reading an important file, and you are talking about unnecessary things.”
“Sorry, my dear hubby, I didn’t notice. Ok, I won’t disturb you. If you need tea or anything, please wake me up. I will sleep now,” she said, lying on the bed.
“Diya, you are already tired with baby and works. If you have energy, please fill a flask with tea and sleep. I will drink it when I need it.”
“No, it’s not good to drink preserved tea. Wake me up, and I will make tea for you.”
“Sweetheart, I will make it by myself. Now sleep darling,” I said
“Ok fine. Shourya, tomorrow I am going on a mission. I will be away from home for a week. Can you please take care of the baby?”
“Sure,” I said, and she slept.
I completed the reading file. I looked at Diya and the baby. I kissed our baby and Diya. She hugged me and slept in my arms.
Life is going on with happiness, twists, tensions, and turns. Now we are happy.
But I am going to handle a new case which is filled with many risks. Diya, too, started a new mission. Maybe my gun and her pen never stop inviting risks. But, we do enjoy this journey with unexpected twists and turns. I smiled and took her into my arms, and dozed off.
The next day, we went out to deal with new cases inviting new challenges.