Mr. HansH (Ishq Mein Marjawan)
Feign

I left that book there. Put it back where it was, and I left the secret room.

But, because of the intense curiosity, I couldn't stand it. Finally, in the damp silence of dawn, I decided to deliberately cross all boundaries. I have to get that book. I have to read it and know everything. Must.

Dan, I.

I returned to sneak into Brother Sanjeev's room, back to the secret room in his room.

I'm sorry, Mother. Sorry if I was sassy.

I opened the book, and read it.

Oh. how surprised I came back. From the long strand of writing, my late adoptive mother told Brother Sanjeev the great secret that he had been keeping for himself. That, the father who raised us all this time, he wasn't really Sanjeev's real father. He is just a very good man, who is willing to marry a woman who is pregnant with a fetus from another man.

Mother's first husband, your real father, he's Raj Mahesvara. She married him when she was very young. Our marriage was unhappy because she did not get pregnant, and it was too long until she was ten years old. So, finally, your father chose the wrong path, he impregnated a woman who was then far below his age. Your father married her because of her pregnancy and took her to live with Mom. It was then that the miracle happened, after their marriage, that Mom finally got pregnant. Mother was very happy to get a gift from God, the most beautiful wedding gift. However, the pregnancy was actually considered a threat by your father's young wife so he repeatedly tried to abort the mother's womb.

You're too cowardly, son. I'm so afraid of losing you, the long-awaited child that's present in Mom's womb. Real life is not a drama as presented in soap operas, where the protagonist can always be strong in the face of suffering. I'm afraid there's a chance that I might lose and lose you, which is why I chose to back off and let it all go. Mom left that house to save our lives. Then, while on the road, there was a tragedy of a great accident, a bus fell into the river and there were many fatalities. Mom was at the scene at the time. There, the mother threw her wallet and identity card on the river bank, so people thought that she was one of the victims of the deadly accident and that her body was carried away by the torrent. Since then I have been considered dead and we have a new life and a new identity, with a new husband and a new father for you. He is willing to give us a new life and bring Mom to India. But reality can't be changed, you deserve to know who your real father is because he never dumped you. He loves you and awaits your birth. It's just that I was too cowardly back then. I'm sorry I never told you about this fact until you read this message.

I love you so much, son. And if possible, I also want you to feel the affection of your real father. He deserves to know that his son is alive.

I'm shaking. This fact left me in great shock, and now I understand the reason behind Kak Sanjeev's hatred of HansH.

Then, does all this also have something to do with Alisah? What role?

I don't know, I haven't got the answer yet. To be sure, this morning, I tried to behave as usual as possible, I also prepared breakfast for Sister Sanjeev, I mean for both of us. After knowing all the stories about the events in that past, I have yet to decide how I should take a stance on this. And, about what he was going to do to me last night, I don't want to dispute that. I believe in Brother Sanjeev, he did not intend to force himself on me. He only lost control due to the influence of alcohol that controlled him. But one thing is for sure, I promised myself, for the man who loved me, for the sake of him who was willing to share his mother's love and affection with me, I promise I will comply with her request to stay away from HansH, without but and without any reason.

This morning, with her hair matted and the same matted look, Sanjeev came out of her room and into the kitchen. He was a little surprised to see me there.

"You're home yet?" tanyakanya.

A happy smile rose on his face. Not because of the egg roll in the sausage, but because of my compulsion. He never refused anything I wanted, anything. At least except my love statement yesterday. Hicks!

"My sweetest sister. Thanks for the coercion."

Aaaaah.feeling happy and sad, relieved also tight melted into one. I was happy and relieved because at least the awkwardness between us was slightly unraveled. But my heart was also sad, claustrophobic, again having to realize plus accept the fact that I, and my position, was only as a sister and never will be more.

"Well, I've been cooking in large portions and you have to eat until you're full. And this is espresso special for you." I put it all on the dinner table and then I pulled her hand and forced her to sit down, I sat next to her. We had breakfast together.

After a few seconds of silence, Sanjeev, who was adding sauce to his plate, said, "You won't go again, right? You know I can't take care of myself."

"Don't exaggerate. You can take care of all your business well, you can't take care of yourself?"

Brother Sanjeev smiled, carefully choosing his words before speaking. "What about...we?"

I looked at him while trying to smile. I don't want to see the pain in his eyes, don't want to face the consequences of my confession, but we need to get back to the way we were. "There's nothing to say about us. I know, it's going to be awkward for some time, but I'm willing to act like usual, if my dear brother is willing, hmm?"

Practically, a strange look crossed his face. "certain."

"I promise I'll obey all of Brother's words. I won't be a dissident sister. For Brother's sake, I'll stay away from HansH. Your sister will always be the sweetest sister. I promise."

Sanjeev was silent.

"Hansh doesn't know me yet, anyway. I mean, he's never seen my face. So, there's nothing to worry about. Let's just say he never knew me. Then everything's fine."

This time, Sanjeev nodded slowly. "Then don't talk about this, huh?" soft door. "We focus on breakfast until we are full. Okay?" He thrust the egg roll in front of my mouth. "For my dear sister who wants to always be pampered and wants to always be noticed. Open your mouth."

"Thank you." I took a bribe from Brother Sanjeev's hand with pleasure, and a happy smile was again etched beautifully on his face. Eat until you are full, after this I want to talk to you seriously....