“Very,” she murmured, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him into a tight hug.
“I have something for you.”
Kashish pulled back seeing Rudra’s hand reaching into his pocket and pulling out a small box.
“What’s this?”
“Patience, Kashish,” he teased, slowly opening the box to reveal the sparkling diamond ring. The one which belonged to his mother. Kashish recalled he had put this ring on her during that dinner date which Daadi and Ruchi had organized. But that time she wasn’t ready to accept his proposal.
Tonight, as she watched him slid it onto her finger again with a smile, she couldn’t resist pulling him into another hug.
“So now, technically… we’re engaged.” Rudra declared. “In a few days, you’ll officially be Mrs. Kashish Rudra Raheja.”
Kashish was speechless. All of this feeling no less than a beautiful dream she didn’t want to wake up from. Everything was falling into place, but there was still a lingering uncertainty in her heart. Could this really happen without any more unexpected hurdles? After reaching this far, she couldn’t bear the thought of anything standing between them now.
CHAPTER 67
Raheja Mansion
When the Rahejas returned home, they were greeted by the sight of a doctor exiting Daadi’s room, with Ram Prasad trailing behind.
“Doctor?” Rudra’s voice was laced with concern. “What are you doing here?”
The doctor approached them calmly.
“Savitriji wasn’t feeling well. Ram Prasad called me,” he explained.
Panic set in for both Rudra and Shekhar, while Anjali rushed upstairs to check on Daadi.
“What happened to her?” Shekhar asked anxiously.
“Why weren’t we informed?” Rudra snapped, turning his frustration toward Ram Prasad.
Ram Prasad lowered his gaze.
“Daadi didn’t want me to inform you,” he explained hesitantly.
“And you listened to her?” Rudra’s anger was palpable.
The doctor quickly intervened.
“Rudra, calm down. Savitriji’s blood pressure spiked, but she’s stable now. You know stress is the main cause. Just ensure she takes her medications on time, and call me if needed.”
Shekhar nodded, and the doctor left. Rudra, still fuming, turned back to Ram Prasad.
“If something like this happens again, and you don’t tell us, you’ll be fired. Understand?”
“Yes,” Ram Prasad stammered, quickly retreating to the kitchen.
Shekhar placed a hand on Rudra’s shoulder, trying to calm his brother.
“She’s upset with everything we’re doing right now. That’s what’s causing her stress. I don’t know what to do, Rudra. On one side, we have Daadi’s stubbornness, and on the other, your love for Kashish. It’s tearing everything apart.”
“Let’s go see her,” he muttered, heading toward the stairs, Shekhar right behind him.
When they entered Daadi’s room, they were greeted by the sight of her scolding Anjali, who was trying to help her.
“Just leave me alone, Anjali,” Daadi snapped, her voice frail but filled with bitterness.