Mr. HansH (Ishq Mein Marjawan)
Get furious!

Really, I'm sorry as to the origin of HansH's rude actions towards Sheveni, I also deeply regret my actions that have dramatized the situation. I didn't mean to make HansH slap his sister in the face. That's not my goal.

But still, I feel like I've gone too far. The way I dramatized the situation certainly contributed to making HansH's feelings more chaotic. If I didn't pretend to want to leave the house, maybe HansH wouldn't be that emotional until he slapped his sister in the face. I honestly didn't think this would happen. I didn't expect HansH's emotions to be that high and make him an abusive person. But I understand, HansH is not to blame either. His heart wound for over a year after losing Alisah, of course, made HansH afraid that it would happen again. But about Sheveni, seeing her hatred for Alisah that big, inevitably it made me wonder: what was Alisah's fault that Sheveni hated her so much?

I froze watching Sheveni running towards the basement while HansH chased after him, and then, even without being able to see him, I knew Sheveni was leaving in his car. The roar of a speeding car made my guess clear, and I knew HansH was trying to chase after him.

It's just a little mistake, Zia, but the effect is already this big. What if the dagger you brought pierces deeper, what will happen to this family? Crushed. They can be divided because of what you do.

Unkind to the other family members for seeing the family members leave the house, I felt unworthy to still remain there. I finally decided to leave. But Aunt Heera saw me when I was about to sneak through the basement.

"Where are you going?" tanyakanya. "You carry a bag? You want to go, Alisah?"

What am I supposed to say? When should I lie to my parents?

"Active?"

"I'm leaving, Auntie."

"Don't, Son. Please just... Aunt please, don't go, huh? Poor HansH. She needs you so much."

Oh my God, I can't bear to see Aunt Heera begging me. He even held my hand and looked at me. But how will you, the residents of the house just leave the house after the quarrel, when I stay here?

"Active?"

I nodded, I returned Aunt Heera's hand gently. "I'm not leaving HansH, Bi. But I need some time. I want to calm down. I feel guilty if I stay here while Sheveni is gone. He's the one who deserves to stay, not me."

Confused, Aunt Heera was unable to respond to my words. I know, he must be worried that if he let me go, he's afraid that I won't come back and that's going to hurt HansH a lot. But I know that he doesn't want to get in my way either because that's not his right.

"I'm going, Bi. I'll call HansH."

To his surprise, Aunt Heera disagreed. "You can go, but not alone, yeah. Let Nandini accompany you."

Eh?

"No need, Bi," I refused.

But Aunt Heera insisted, she insisted on not allowing me to go alone. Equally, Nandini who had already come and asked to accompany me also directly complied and was willing to accompany me.

"I don't want my brother to be sad anymore. So I'm gonna keep an eye on you, take care of you, and make sure you stay with my brother. I won't let you get out of our lives."

"Come on." Nandini pulled my hand and led me to the front page. When we met Vikram, he asked permission to leave.

Argha! I'm getting pissed. I needed to leave right then and there, otherwise the guilt and unpleasantness I felt would further subdue my heart and make my head break. But it doesn't have to be like this eventually. I knew everyone hadn't had lunch because of the mess, and now I had to take Nandini away with me and make her leave her husband that she was supposed to take care of and have lunch with.

"We don't have to go, yes," I said at last, but Vikram had called the bodyguards to look after his wife.

Practically Nandini astonishment. "Why?" tanyakanya.

"You guys haven't had lunch yet. You. accompany your husband. Let me go back to the pavilion."

Well, I'm finally in a down state. My mood's totally busted. I've only been in this house an hour less, but it feels like I've been in hell for hours. Panaaaaaaasss once!

Upon my return to the pavilion, I reached for my handbag and pulled out my phone, then activated it. I threw myself in bed and I called Sis Sanjeev, telling him everything that happened to me since yesterday, from the time I got hit by a motorcycle to the one I just experienced when I was insulted by Sheveni. Of course, all I missed was the part where HansH was being romantic with me and I enjoyed it. That part must not be known by Brother Sanjeev. However, I must take care of Sanjeev's feelings, I know that he will not be able to accept his closest friend making out with the person he considers to be his enemy.

"It doesn't matter, Zia. Your focus should not be distracted. It's none of your business what happened to his sister HansH and Alisah in the past. You need to stay focused on your mission."

Oh, my God. Can he talk like that? He's not sane. He did not understand in the slightest about all the anxiety I was experiencing.

"And, yes, Zia, you don't believe in anything HansH says about the old Alisah. He only said what was in his viewpoint. The truth is the opposite of everything he says. Okay well? Now focus on your mission. I'll send you a package of sleeping pills over there."

Argha! Goddamnit!

"Patience first, Brother. My situation here is not easy. There are many cctv's. There is also a cctv in the kitchen. How can I mix sleeping pills into cooking?"

Piqued. Brother Sanjeev roared across there. "Then how? Why in the kitchen is also installed cctv?"

"Eitherway. There may have been a bad event. Some mix poison into food maybe. It could be, right? Maybe that's why the security here is so tight."

Silent for a moment, then Brother Sanjeev wanted to talk but I preceded him. I told him that all the members of the Mahesvara family lived in the pavilion, including me.

"There's cctv on all the pavilion terraces, brother. How am I supposed to get into the HansH pavilion to find out where HansH keeps his family's important documents? I was forbidden to enter the HansH pavilion. Aunt Heera will always be watching us. Not muhrim! Brother understand what it means not muhrim? Brother is really outrageous, yes. Could-could-"

Tut! The phone connection was cut off unilaterally.

How outrageous! Sanjeev really made me growl.