As the sun's rays fell on her the next morning, Raavi woke up to see her hands clutching both of Shiva's legs tightly. It seems she had slept that way the whole night. She released his legs immediately and sat up but alas, Shiva chose that exact moment to wake up and was staring right on her face.

"Ae maami-ki-behen-ki-beti! Tu chudail hai yeh baath mai kab se jaantha hoon... tho use prove karne ki koi zaroorat nahi hai... itni khaske pakadke mujhe neeche dhakelne ka iraada tha na... chipkali kahin ki!"

"Oi bhootnath! Agar tujhe maarne ka iraada hota na tho kal raat aise tere saamne nahi khadi ho jaathi... Ghamand tho dekho iska... ek thank you tak bola nahi jaatha"

"Ae zyaada udd mat... ek baar tune kya help kardiya ki itni udd rahi hai... tujhe -"

She cut him in with a mischievous glint in her voice - "Rehne de Shiva... mujhe pata hai tujhe thank you bolna nahi aata... koi baat nahi, kal raat ko jo tumne kiya, usko hi tumhara thank you maan leti hoon", indicating her stomach with her eyes.

The smirk on Shiva's face was wiped off and filled with embarrassment. He averted his eyes.

"Woh... woh... main... woh... Gaumbi bula rahe hain... main pata karke aata hoon"

And, with that, he sped away. Raavi burst out laughing. He could be Shiva chattan Pandya but he was her very innocent Pandya and she was going to enjoy that!

In the living room, Dhara was crying inconsolably. She had apologised to Krish, Shiva and Raavi but still could not overcome her guilt. The brothers tried their best to comfort her. Even Rishita apologised to Dhara and Raavi for her misgivings. It touched Shiva and Krish. They hugged her tightly, begging for her forgiveness. Rishita playfully twisted their ears and hugged them back, accepting their apology. Dhara fawned over Krish and Shiva the whole time. Gaumbi, Dev and Raavi looked on happily. They were together again, even happier than before. All was well in the Pandya family... but not so in Shiva's heart!

In the meantime, Suman, Prafulla and Anita had arrived. Everyone agreed to not tell the three of them about all that had happened. They went outside to receive them. After the niceties, one by one, everyone was retreating back to the house. Shiva and Dev stayed back to unload the luggage while Prafulla was helping Suman with the wheelchair. The two women were whispering something to each other.

"Dekho Suman ben, aapne waada kiya hai ki aap nahi rokoge mujhe tho use yaad rakhio... main apni Raavi se baat manwake hi rahoongi"

"Haan haan jo karna hai kar... par tujhe thoda sa bhi dil kaise nahi diye bhagwan ne? Shaadi ke do hafte main hi taalak ki baat? Hadh hoti hai"

"Dil bhi hai aur uss mai meri bachhi keliye pyaar bhi hai... isiliye kar rahi hoon... shaadi ke din mere pati ne izzat rakhwane keliye shaadi karwa diya par unki wajah se meri beti roz roz royegi, yeh main nahi hone doongi... Woh jungli aur Raavi kaise the shaadi se pehle yeh aapko bhi pata hai... arey shiddat se nafrat karte hain dono!... isliye in divorce ke papers mai sign karake meri beti ko le ja rahi hoon" - Prafulla said, showing the papers in her hand.

Suman just rolled her eyes. "Bas aur nahi sunna... ab mujhe andar lekar chal" she said.

Suman had been both upset and angry when Prafulla had come to her with this divorce matter for the first time. How dare she try to break her son and daughter-in-law's relation within just a few weeks? So what if they were forcefully married to each other. Both Shiva and Raavi were diamond by character and deserved to be given a chance to work on their marriage. But, Prafulla as always was insistent and Suman had given in. She trusted her kids to give this kaagdi a fitting reply. Even otherwise, Suman knew she shouldn't stop them. She understood it would be unfair to ruin her kids' lives by forcing them with each other just because of Dhara's mistake.

The two ladies went inside, unaware that Shiva had heard each and every word of their conversation.

Shiva's mind was racing with so many thoughts per second and he just couldn't block them off. He slowly took the luggage inside. On the way, as he tried to understand his inner turmoil, little by little, the fog in his mind lifted slowly.