《Abhira ff: Dil tune chuaa》PART 13
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At night abhimanyu brings akshara to the dining table where everyone were sitting.
Harshvardhan taunts- manjiri ab tum hame khana dogi ya pehle apne bete bahu ko bhog lagaogi fir hame milega
Manjiri gives a pleading look to harshvardhan. Akshara feels bad. Abhimanyu gets angry.
Abhimanyu- khana table par rakha hai...aap koi bacche nahi hai jo maa aapko parose...khud lekar kha lijiye
Harshvardhan makes a face. Akshara holds abhimanyu's hand stopping him from speaking more. Abhimanyu pulls a chair and makes akshara sit. He then makes manjiri sit. He sits between them.
Abhimanyu- mere khyaal se yaha sab bade hai...mature hai...khud se khana lekar kha sakte hai...kisi ko parosne ki zaroorat nahi hai
Saying this he himself takes a bowl and serves. Others too start serving themselves.
Mahima- abhimanyu...ab akshara ki tabiyat kaisi hai...tumne iske stitches check kiye
Akshara looks at abhimanyu and then at mahima.
Abhimanyu- ji taiji...aaj hi kiye the aur maine blood test bhi karwaya hai akshu ka...stitches puri tarah se sookhe nahi hai lekin improvement hai pehle se
Mahima nods.
Manjiri- didi...vo main soch rahi thi ki kal mandir me jakar abhi aur akshu ki shadi ka chadhava chadha denge
Mahima- manjiri dekho mera toh kal tight schedule hai...par tum ye rasm kar lo...vaise bhi zyada delay karna acchi baat nahi hoti
Harshvardhan- haa aur vaise bhi tumhe kaam kya hai...ye rasmo me hi tum apna time pass kara karo
Manjiri gets upset. Abhimanyu was about to react but manjiri nods in no.
Mahima- haa toh kisi ko toh karni padegi na ye rasm...yaad nahi hai tumhe...tumhari maa ne hi kaha tha ki ye rasm kitni zaroori hoti hai...bhul gaye...tum kya chahte ho ki tumhare bete ki life me koi problem aaye
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Harshvardhan gets quiet.
Anand- mahima sahi keh rahi hai harsh...yaad hai na...maa kehti thi ki agar shadi ke baad patni ye rasm naa kare toh pati ki life me ek ke baad ek problems hote hai...ab shadi jisse bhi ki ho...abhimanyu aakhir hai toh apna beta hi...uske sath galat toh hote huye nahi dekh sakte ham (looks at manjiri) tum ye rasm kar lena kal manjiri
Manjiri nods happily. Akshara gets upset seeing anand's ignorance but gets happy as he supports the ritual. Abhimanyu looks at anand thankfully yet he didn't like how he despised akshara. They all completed their dinner. All left except manjiri abhimanyu and akshara.
Manjiri picks all the plates while akshara helps her.
Manjiri- are akshu...beta tum ye sab kyo kar rahi ho...main kar lungi...tum jao...aaram karo
Akshara- aap yaha kaam karti rahengi aur main aaram karu...ye toh galat hoga na
Manjiri smiles- lekin tum abhi ek nayi naveli dulhan ho aur hamare yaha nayi dulhano se kaam nahi karwate
Abhimanyu confused- par maa...aapne toh aaj hi akshu se pehli rasoi banwayi
Manjiri- are vo toh rasm thi...aur tujhe kya lagta hai main itni buri saas hu jo shadi ke agle din hi apni bahu se kaam karwaungi
Abhimanyu and akshara smile.
Akshara- aur main kya itni buri bahu hu jo apni saas ko kaam karte dekhu aur khud aaram karu
Abhimanyu and manjiri smile looking at each other.
Abhimanyu- mere paas ek idea hai...ek minute
Abhimanyu calls a staff member and asks him to clear everything.
Abhimanyu- problem solve
Manjiri and akshara look at each other and smile. Abhimanyu smiles and hugs them.
Abhimanyu looks at akshara- tumhari nautanki ka asar ab meri maa par bhi ho raha hai
They all laugh heartily.
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Manjiri- ab chalo jao...so jao
Abhira nods.
In abhira room
Abhimanyu- akshu kal subah mujhe jaldi hospital jana hai
Akshara- ok
Abhimanyu- apna dhyaan rakhna...aaram karna...please...mere liye
Akshara nods- ok
Abhimanyu twirls her and back hugs her- ye kya ok ok laga rakha hai...biwi ho tum meri...main tumse baat kar raha hu aur tum ok ok bol rahi ho
Akshara- haa toh tum sawal bhi toh aise hi puch rahe ho jis me main ok hi bolungi na...tum kaunsa koi romantic baat bol rahe ho
Akshara bites her tongue as she realises what she spoke. Abhimanyu again twirls her.
Abhimanyu- tum toh badi vo nikli akshu...romantic and all haa (whispers near her ear) main batau tumhe romantic kya hota hai
Akshara breathes heavily with the proximity. Abhimanyu caresses her lips and leans to kiss her but Akshara pushes him and turns her back towards him blushing. Abhimanyu smiles and back hugs her. He caresses her belly under her night suit. Akshara closes her eyes and just feels the moment.
Akshara moans- abhi
Abhimanyu turns her and was about to kiss her when his phone rings. They come out of their moment. Abhimanyu makes a frustrated face while akshara lowers her head blushing.
Abhimanyu- pata nahi kaun hai...sorry akshu
Akshara smiles teasingly- doctor se shadi hui hai meri...pata nahi kab kaunsi emergency aa jaye
Abhimanyu looks at her- abhi sabse badi emergency meri hi hai...shadi hui hai meri aur main tumhare sath do minute chain se nahi guzaar pata
His phone rings again.
Akshara- jao
Abhimanyu goes and picks his phone. He excuses himself while akshara arranges her clothes in the room. She lies on the bed waiting for him and then sleeps. Abhimanyu comes and kisses her forehead. He hugs her and sleeps.
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