It's been 2 two days since the heated argument between Abhimaan and his family. Since Samaira met her husband and he left her again. Without even trying to know her, he judged her with the doing of her family.

The whole family was feeling restless. They can't leave their Son's marriage on the verge of destruction.

When no one at the fault. It's just the fault of their stars, their situation. If they had met Samaira first, they would have chosen her instead of Dhriti.

Samaira is more talented, sweet, beautiful and gold heart person. But they never met her. Her Aunt didn't want her to come in front of them. She was always jealous of her beauty and talent. There were so many things just like this which she never shared with anyone. Not even, her uncle knew about it.

Samaira was watering in the garden lost in her thoughts. She loves to be here, with these fresh flowers, and fresh air.

At least they are not like my life.

Arunima came to her and stood beside her. They exchanged a warm smile. Arunima knows her silent behaviour and her inner fear about her future. She is a woman. She can understand her insecurities.

"Samaira, I wanted to apologize to you for Abhi's behaviour," Arunima said looking towards her. She is ashamed of his behaviour towards a girl.

She understands him. The whole family understand his point of view but you can't go to any extent in your problem ignoring how you are hurting others.

"Maa, ...Please you don't have to apologize for anything. I can understand..." Samaira said, keeping the watering cane down.

"You are my sweet daughter. I'm really glad that you are my Abhi's life partner." Arunima said palming her cheeks.

Samaira just smiled looking down. She doesn't know about her and Abhimaan's relation but She is so happy to be called as her daughter.

A daughter, a family member....not a burden anymore.

They were talking when they heard the piercing sound of the tyres. A black Audi stopped and very dashing, charming Abhimaan came out.

Samaira's breath got hitched looking this Greek God in a blue blazer with a white shirt. He has sunglasses on, looking devilishly handsome.

Why he has to be so handsome??

"Abhi.....you came" Arunima smiled seeing her son after 2 days. He left in anger. She was very worried about him. She was continuously calling him. Her calls forced him to come back.

Samaira looked away immediately, not wanting to catch staring him openly.

Arunima runs to him, he stopped and took off his shades. He can see Samaira was standing there too. He clenched his jaw.

"Why you do this?? Don't you know how much I got worried??" Arunima said scolding him like he still her 10 years old boy, who went to play for a long time.

He felt bad for making his mother worried. But he composed himself behind his hard, no emotion face.

He was not in his right mind for coming in front of her.

He was mad at her.

"You only forced me to do this, Mom" Saying this he went inside the house.

On one said anything but She was relieved that he is home.

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Arunima entered Abhimaan's study room, where he was working locking himself from the time he entered the house.

His coat was lying on the couch, his lazy hairs were spreading on his forehead. His sleeves half folded. He had 3-4 cups of coffee already.

He didn't want to go to his room. He didn't want to see her and interact her.

Just 3-4 days then he will leave to Bangalore for his work. He has started a new project there and he has to go there for some months.

That will be a good place to avoid all these matters.

He didn't realize when Arunima entered with a plate of food in her hands. She smiled keep the plate beside his laptop. He didn't turn to her still.

He didn't want to talk to her.

"Abhi....you didn't come for dinner. I made your favourite palak-paneer" Arunima said, keeping a morsel in front of him.

He didn't say anything.

"Are you still mad at your mother?" She asked in a low sad voice which he can't ignore.

He closed his eyes and shut off his laptop.

"What do you want, Mom?"

"You asked to come...I came back...Now what??" He said getting up.

He is getting frustrated.

Why can't they just leave him alone??

"I'm sorry if I disturbed you." She said dishearted and turned to keep the morsel back.

"Mom....wait. Mom I didn't mean to hurt you. You know me......I...I don't know.....please.. don't go.." He said making her stop. His voice was filled with desperation.

He never wanted to hurt his Mom. He loves her the most in the world.

"I know. I understand you." Arunima said, consoling him. She knows what her son needs and when.

"Everything will be fine, just give it a little time." She said.

He sighed. She made him eat his food. He eats quietly this time.

"You are looking tired. Go and sleep first. We will talk later." She said getting up, almost in a request form.

He also didn't say anything, not wanting to do a new argument now.

"Will you??" Arunima asked again.

"Yes, Mom. I'll go and sleep. You to take rest now" he replied. She kissed his forehead and mumbled good night. She left, leaving him behind.

They didn't talk anything about Samaira. He didn't want to and Arunima also stopped seeing him tired and all worn out.

She will talk to him tomorrow, thinking this she too left.

Samaira was roaming around the balcony, as per her habit. She has already changed herself in her nightclothes. She was getting worried, what if he came in the room and what if he not.

Both the conditions were not for her liking.

Her chain of thoughts got interrupted when she heard someone closing the door of the room.

She stepped inside the room and stopped on the side of the bed. Both were looking at each other.

So, he decided to come.

Unknowingly, she lowered her lashes fidgeting with her fingers.

He dashed into the walk-in closet without giving her any heed.

He opened his large cupboard to take out his trousers and t-shirt. He saw her clothes were also there, beside his.

Her sarees, suits, some pyjamas. He shut it close in a thud.

"What the hell is this?" He opened another drawer and found some jewellery. He yelled in anger, throw some of her stuff on the floor.

Samaira runs inside hearing him shouting. And saw some of her clothes were lying down. Confusingly, she looked up to meet his dark and anger-filled eyes.

She immediately gulped and looked down.

"With whose permission you put all this stuff here" He hissed marching to her. She took some steps back.

"I want answers when I asked something," He said in low voice, not wanting his voice to go out the room.

His hot breath was fanning around her cheeks. He was way to close much for her liking. She looked up and licked her lips nervously.

His eyes saw her action.

He immediately looked up to her brown deep orbs.

"Maa said to shift my stuff....that's why I.." She replied.

Do not stammer, Samaira.

He is not going to kill you.

She was mentally scolding herself.

"Remove everything before I throw them out." He said very arrogantly. She felt bad.

"But...." She tried to say something but his one hard look and she closed her mouth and nodded.

He dashed inside the washroom giving her last glare.

"No one can mess with me"

Here, Samaira was standing there quietly. Not knowing what to do.

She took her clothes and put them in her suitcase again. She has no other place. Everything is his.

She was hurt.

But why She has heard and faced a lot. This is not something huge.

Right!!!

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Part 8

"Breakfast is almost ready, you go and set the table?" Samaira asked one of the maids.

She woke up early than usual and fresh and up not wanting to face him again. Being in the same room with him was the torture for both of them.

Both were avoiding each other. He slept on the bed, She caught the couch for her safe distance. He also didn't give any heed to her.

"After all, it's my room and She disturbed everything."

With this thought, he slept soundlessly.

Samaira went to the dining table, where everyone was present even Abhimaan.

She glanced to him for a microsecond.

She served the tea and breakfast to them.

"You too sit with us, we will serve." It was Gautam who said breaking her thoughts. Everyday She eats with them. But, today She doesn't want too.

Being in the same room with him, was already enough for her.

He didn't say anything not even looked up towards her. He pours himself his coffee.

Avoiding her.

She felt bad somewhere.

"Dadaji, I made this fruit salad with almonds for you. It has less sugar and it's good for diabetes." Samaira said. She gets to know about his health issues, many times his blood pressure also gets fluctuate.

She never gets to go to medical college because of many problems but her dream is still alive in her.

Indrajeet gladly eats what she gave.

Abhimaan watches this first with shock, as it's very difficult to order his dad. But then he shrugged it off saying it's all her drama to win them.

"Abhi, eat these pancakes. Samaira made them." Arunima said happily looking towards her.

Samaira suddenly felt conscious.

"No, I'm good with scrambled egg and toste." He replied not wanting further discussion on breakfast now.

Arunima also didn't force him. Everyone can sense the tension on the dining table.

Abhimaan didn't want to come here in the first place but knowing his mother. He came and also he needs to announce his plan to them.

"I'm going to Bangalore tomorrow, Mom please pack my clothes and other things." He asked his little shocked mother.

"You just have returned, now why are you going?" Arunima asked.

"Mom, if you forgetting than let me remind you...I'm a businessman. I can't sit at home and enjoy the holidays." He said keeping his coffee aside.

His Mom always wants him to sit beside him all the time.

"He is right, he needs to go there to look after our branch there. It's just 1 year, we have started our business there. Someone has to live there to give it more time." Gautam said making his wife agree.

Samaira was just listening to their talks, where her presence was not necessary.

He is leaving again. That's good for her.

Right!!

"You can go because we all admire, how passionate you are for your work. But take your wife with you." Indrajeet said spoiling him every plan of escaping from this marriage.

Samaira got choked hearing this. Her hold got loosen on her fork.

"What wife..??" Abhimaan yelled hearing this.

"Lower your voice young man, I won't tolerate this again in my house. " Indrajeet said coldly. He can love him then he can shut him down any moment he wants.

"What the......Mom, Dad...I'm going to work there. I won't have time for other things." He said to his parents annoyingly.

"Son, a wife's home is with her husband. It's her right. And by living together, you both will get the chance to know each other" Gautam said, calmly to make his hot-headed son understand.

Abhimaan clenched his fist and looked away.

Who the hell wants to know her?

"It's seriously not fair, ..." Saying this he got up and rushed out of the hall.

"Maa...I don't want to go. I love it here with you all." Samaira said. She couldn't hold herself.

"Samaira, we also love you but he is always gonna on the business. Then when will you get the time for your marriage? It's important beta" Arunima replied to her, holding her hand.

Samaira didn't say anything after this.

She just nodded.

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In evening Arunima made coffee for Abhimaan, who was working in his room. After the argument in the morning, he locked himself in his room with his files and laptop.

He can forget to eat when he engrossed himself in work.

"Samaira, would you give this coffee to, Abhi?" Arunima asked her.

Samaira hesitates first because she doesn't want to go in first of him.

She doesn't want some yelling or shouting again.

"Maa....I...he will not like it." She whispered lowering her eyes.

"Don't worry, he is engrossed in his files. He won't even see who came or who not." She replied smiling about his habits.

Samaira nodded and left with a cup of coffee in her hands. Arunima smiled looking at her retreated figure.

She entered the room closely and found him sitting on the couch with his laptop on the tables. Some files were spread there. He was wearing a normal t-shirt keep his well- maintained body on show.

She licked her lower lips to calm herself.

Just put the cap on the table and run.

She stepped closer and just going to put the coffee when he got up suddenly, making her collide with him.

It was so sudden for her that she doesn't realize when she dropped the cup on the table breaking it near the files.

She gasped in horror.

"What the hell??" Abhimaan screamed at her keeping up his files and laptop and put them on the couch. Some files got the stain on coffee making him angrier.

Samaira looked at him and took some steps back.

"I'm sorry, I....I...didn't do... " She said. Her eyes already became wet seeing his angry dark eyes.

He marched towards her, grabbing her arm.

"Are you blind or what??" He yelled at her making her flinched.

"I'm sorry.....Really...Its was not intentionally....I...." She stammered in front of him.

"You are sorry??? Sorry for what....for playing with my family's emotions.....for betraying us.....or for messing with my life..." He poured out his inside anger, frustration which he was trying to hold up.

First, he was leaving with some peace for some days but after his dad's demand of her taking along with him, he was getting angrier.

Samaira looked up, some tears drop out on her cheeks.

He is saying her betrayal.

She is not playing with his family.

She looked down, trying to come out of his hold.

"Please leave me....you are hurting me," She said in low voice, trying to control her sob.

She doesn't want to cry in front of him.

"I'm hurting you??'

" And what the hell you and your family doing with my family. You think, your third class family can play with me....huh...." He said greeting his teeth and grabbing her other arm also.

Pulling her more close to him. Their chest collides with each other.

"My uncle didn't do anything....please. .don't say anything like this...." Samaira said. She knows she is crossing her limit. But she couldn't hear this.

It was not her fault.

Not her uncle's fault.

"So you got your tongue now, ....dare you to question me back ever."

"I know what kind of people you are.....a money-minded, clever and gold digger.....thats why your family left you hear.......right???" He said harshly. Not knowing how much his words were hurting an innocent soul.

"No...Im not..." She tried to say something but her words don't come out. Her eyes were flowing her helpless tears.

"Let me go..." She said.

"Never...., you had mess with a wrong person baby.....now I'll show you what happens when you play with Abhimaan Rajvansh." He said dangerously in her ear and left her.

He turned back to her before going out.

She looked up with teary eyes. His red angry eyes met with her wet teary eyes.

His eyes soften for a second but her masked it again and stormed out of the room.

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