Shubman can't keep his hands to himself so he poked the already on the verge of tears boy's cheeks. Ishan glared at him "jiji .. see jiju sa is poking me.."
His sister glared at Shubman who gulped "aeee why are you touching my brother..?" she asked , her voice demanding .
The cart halted signaling their destination, they have reached Shubman's home in village . Shubman jumped from the cart ready to ran inside but his mother reminded him "Shubman help Nitya to get down.."
The lady was taking some things out of another cart, even before he can help , Nitya was already standing on the ground , dusting her hands and gathering his chunri, Shubman looked at Ishan who was still sitting not having a clue what to do, so used to be carried by his father.
"help my brother .. " Nitya whispered and Shubman nodded, stretching his hand out but the boy turned away and Shubman eyebrows raised "oh really?"
"Shubman , come beta .. we have to do the other rituals .." his grandfather said, his wife already being taken away by his grandmother.
"agr me chla gya to yhi baithe rhoge.." Shubman tried "koi ni .. aap jao.." the reply came , voice a little heavy and Shubman sighed seeing no moment of other boy he was about to pull Ishan but his father called him.
"Shubman come here right now.." and he ran away, leaving the 12 year old Ishan , sitting in the cart, a small pout on his lips.
The rituals happened , ladies sung the folk music , Nitya was looking here and there for her brother through her veil , "should we let her rest maa?" Shubman's mother asked to the eldest lady of the house who nodded .
Nitya was taken to her new room "rest beta , you might be tired" and She quickly locked the door , throwing her chunri down her head , "where are you Ishan?" She paced in room biting her nails .
She quickly covered her head when someone knocked at the door and went to open it, Shubman was standing there , he was clearly tired and pushed her aside entering in the room "baba said we have to share this room from now on"
Nitya walked back to the bed after locking the door , "I know , maa told me .. it's crazy right ?" and Shubman nodded , a smile forming on his lips.
"you are so cool , do you know cards game ..?"
Both of children found themselves indulging in the talks , finding their habits similar , falling asleep in weird positions , one's feet touching other's face.
A knock at the door , made Nitya's eyes open "hey ram .. it's already morning .." she sat up on the bed and shook still sleeping Shubman "wake up , wake up ..."
"what ? let me sleep .." Nitya sighed walking to the door opening it , finding his sister in law standing there "bhabhi sa .. how are you?" She wiggled her eyebrows making Nitya frown , but the girl covered her expressions "I am good .. what's the noises didi..?"
"oh some people from village came to wish you and Shubman bhaiya" She said and entered in their room , Nitya's eyes widened , hearing the word 'bhaiya' .
"oh no My Ishu .." She quickly wore her slippers , tears forming in her eyes, both the brother and sister looked at him "what happened ?"
"my brother .. he came with us and we forgot about him .. in all that rituals.." Nitya replied , running out of the room , Shubman followed his wife.
"Nitya where are you going in early morning?" Nitya halted her steps hearing her father-in-law, she was to open her mouth but grandmother called "Nitya beta idhar too aa .. " and her shoulder slouched , no way she can go over her orders.
The man noticed Shubman "why are you following him , go back , take a bath.." and Shubman nodded but running outside the house.
"oh god, be safe , be safe .." he chanted the words like mantra searching for the boy , "where are you .. where ?" then Shubman's mind went to cart and he turned back going to the backyard of house .
"please be there Ishan..."
Shubman looked in many carts, but there was no one , he was about to go back when a little voice was heard and he quicky walked to last cart standing far away , his little heart hurting at sight infront of him .
Ishan was sniffing, tears running down , knees folded to his chest "baba.. jiji.." the boy mumbled and Shubman climbed inside the cart "Ishan.." he called , making the boy look up , breaking Shubman's heart, his eyes were puffy, red .
"jiju saa ... " Ishan hugged other crying loudly, tears welled up in Shubman's eyes "jiju saa .. why you and jiji left me here .. I was so afraid , it was all dark .." the boy complained , his voice breaking .
Shubman parted away, wiping the other's cheeks , he cupped his face in hands "I am so sorry .. baby.."
"please don't leave me here ... I can't live here ..." and Shubman sniffed , he never like this in his 15 years of life , he pulled other in his chest , kissing his head "please forgive me this time Ishan, will never hurt you baby.."
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Fan Fiktion"bring the bride .." priest said and a 15 year old Shubman's eyes set on the innocent boy. "tum ro kyu rhe ho?" "to ab kya karu mere baba ne mujhe yha bhej diya.." and he started crying again.
