The first some part of the story: This is that you accepted without seeing the son, now if you go to the living room and see, the son is dumb, blind or black, then what will you do?' Mehul just sighed in response to his girlfriend's question. Even Kasminkale had no interest in this marriage. What does it matter to the boy anyway. She would never accept that boy as her husband anyway. Seeing Mehul's silence, his girlfriend asked again, 'Kire, are you afraid? Hey, don't be so afraid. We saw the brother. Mashallah, you will fall in love once you see it.' Mehul then puffed up his nose and said angrily, 'Do I feel like a savage like you, falling in love with anyone I see?' 'Oh fool, he is your husband. If you don't fall in love with him, who will you fall in love with?' Mehul gritted his teeth and said, 'Not in love with anyone. I didn't marry to fall in love. I got married just to heal my sick father.' His girlfriend laughed and said, 'No matter what you do, you will definitely fall in love with your brother.' Mehul's mood is not right. These words on him are playing twelve more of his mood. He frowned at his girlfriend and said, 'Get up from here. Go inside and see what everyone is doing. And tell mom, I can't sit here much longer. Take me in.' Mehul's girlfriend goes inside as he said. Mehul sits alone. The impression of annoyance is evident in his eyes. She seems to be falling under the pressure of this heavy jewelry and saree. Even so much illumination around does not give him peac
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