Chapter 48: Chapter 48

After three year

Author's pov

Uday Pratap was sitting in the garden in his wheelchair and reading a newspaper. Anjali was sitting beside him and having her morning coffee.

Uday Pratap asked Anjali," Are you done with shopping for Lavanya's marriage?"

Anjali nodded her head sipping her coffee.

Well, after one week is Lavanya's wedding with Akhil. The whole Singh Mansion is busy with decoration. After all, it's Uday Pratap's daughter's wedding.

" I am sorry for hurting you all these years," Uday Pratap apologized catching Anjali's attention.

Anjali exhaled some air," You have asked for my forgiveness uncountable times and I have forgiven you just for my family. At this old age, I didn't want to be separated. Moreover, you have changed after Rudra stopped talking to you."

Uday Pratap sighed and took a deep breath. He didn't say anything further.

It's been 3 long years since Rudra stopped talking to Uday Pratap. Though Rudra saved his father, he is angry with him for brainwashing him about his mother.

Moreover, he is angry with Uday Pratap about Dheeraj. If he had accepted Dheeraj as his son then Dheeraj might haven't done all the crimes.

Uday Pratap is not a minister anymore. A few days ago in an accident, he lost his legs and is now handicapped. He was suffering from depression because his favourite has stopped talking to him.

Now, he was understanding how Anjali felt all those years bearing hatred from her own son. He was guilty of whatever he had done with Sumitra. After three years that ruthless Uday Pratap is nowhere to be found anymore. He is now waiting for his death.

On the other hand, Rudra joined politics and he is a rising politician. And about his gang? Though he is still involved he had given the new gang leader position to Akhil. Rudra is now very busy in politics.

On the other hand, Diya has completed her study and now she has her own NGO where she helps poor women and orphan children.

Abhishekh isn't angry with Diya anymore. Finally, he has to accept Diya and Rudra's relationship. He didn't talk to Diya for 6 months. But he couldn't control his emotions and had to accept his sister's decision.

Moreover, he came to know about Dheeraj and understood that he was so much stupid that he trusted Dheeraj. What if he really married off Diya with Dheeraj!! Finally, he understood that Rudra is the right man for Diya.

Uday Pratap and Anjali were talking about Lavanya's wedding when someone threw a plastic ball at Uday Pratap. They looked at the person who threw the ball.

They chuckled seeing a tiny human being. The person was none other than a two-year-old baby boy.

Anjali called the baby affectionately," Come here to Dadi( grandma), Ansh."

The baby ran towards Anjali and jumped on her lap. She picked him up and seated him on her lap. The boy giggled loudly.

Uday Pratap smiled at the baby boy," You look like your mother though your eyes are just like your father's."

Anjali ruffled his hair," I will make my Grandson a footballer. He loves to play football, don't you?"

" No, he will be like his father or Dada(grandpa). He will be a great politician," Uday Pratap pulled his cheek playfully.

The boy was not interested in his grandparents talking. He was busy sucking one of his thumbs. He giggled watching some butterflies and ran behind them.

Uday Pratap and Anjali laughed seeing the boy's innocence. They prayed to God for their grandson's bright future.

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"What are you doing?" Diya whined feeling his teeth nibbling her skin.

" Kissing my wife," Rudra answered giving another soft bite on her neck.

Diya and Rudra were in their bedroom and passing some romantic moments. Rudra was hovering over Diya while his hands were travelling every ups and downs of her body. Diya moaned when he started playing with her nipples.

Diya said trying hard to free herself from Rudra," The door is slightly open. What if someone.........."

" I am loving my wife not any random woman," Rudra interrupted her.

Slowly, his hands found her heated core and he inserted a finger inside her. Diya gripped his arm tightly digging her nails into his skin. Her breathing got heavier feeling the sensual penetration of his finger.

" Mamma......Pappa," A sudden baby voice startled them.

Rudra withdrew his hands hurriedly while Diya corrected her dress. Her cheeks were already red due to embarrassment. She just hopes her son didn't see what they were doing.

" I camt sipp with Lavana buaa(I can't sleep with Lavanya buaa( aunt)," Ansh whined rubbing his sleepy eyes with the back of his tiny hands.

Diya walked near her son and picked him up. Rudra leaned against the headrest while his eyes were stuck on his beautiful family. A broad smile formed at the corner of his lips watching his wife and son. It was one of the most beautiful sights for him.

" Why can't you sleep with your buaa? What happened?" Diya caressed Ansh's soft cheeks.

He complained with his baby voice," She is talking on her phone and refused to tell me any story."

He demanded opening his arms at Rudra," I want to sleep here between you and Pappa."

Diya smiled at her son's cute demand. Her son was looking adorable.

" Come on Reyansh Pratap Singh, today pappa will tell you stories," Rudra forwarded his hands and took the baby in his arms.

Rudra laid down Reyansh beside him on the bed. He started telling stories when Diya laid down beside her two handsome heroes. Diya rested one of her arms on Reyansh's chest. Smiling at her, Rudra rested one of his hands on her hands.

Rudra was narrating stories to his son but his eyes were fixed on his sunflower. He was admiring her with his eyes. His eyes were reflecting the emotions he has for her. Diya was shying the way his eyes were only on her. Unexpectedly her cheeks turned red.

Their emotional eye contact was broken by Reyansh's soft baby snores. They kissed his soft cheeks affectionately.

Rudra shifted to Diya's side carefully. He didn't want to disturb his son so that the little trouble don't disturb him when he will be busy making love to his sunflower.

" My sunflower," Rudra pulled Diya over him. " Let's get married," He touched her nose with his nose.

Diya wrapped her hands around his neck, " Mr Rudra Pratap, I think you have forgotten that we are married already."

Rudra sighed," Well. I didn't marry you with all the elders' blessing. Our marriage wasn't proper because you weren't happy at that time. But this time, I want to ask your hand in marriage from your brother and want to marry you performing every ritual properly."

Diya was baffled by his words. It took a few good seconds for her to understand what he just said. The moment she realized his words her eyes became watery because of emotions.

" Will you marry me?" Rudra brought one of her hands near his mouth and kissed her knuckles.

She replied playfully," What if I refuse? What if I say that I don't want to marry you?"

Rudra let out a chuckle," Are you sure that you want to reject?"

Diya didn't miss the confidence in his voice. He knew how much she loves him. He knew that she can't live without him.

" You are mine, sunflower," Rudra sounded possessive.

Diya smiled and tried to say something when Rudra let out a boring glare," And tell your brother to agree with me this time. I don't understand why is he always after my marriage. He can't see me happy."

Diya cracked into laughter seeing Rudra's pissed-off expression. Somewhat she felt that he was looking adorable with his narrowed brows.

" I love you, my ruthless gangster," Diya kissed his forehead.

Rudra answered smashing his lips against hers," I love you too, my sunflower. My wild cat."