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Some goons were destroying the shops of the poor people.
Person 1 : Aap aisa mat kijiye. Please. Yeh humari rozi roti hai.
Person 2 : Haan, Kripa krke aisa mat kijiye. Humare bachon ka kya hoga.
Person 3 : Agar aapne aisa kiya toh hum sab bhukhe mar jaayenge.
Goon 1 (Boss) : Aye! Yeh apna emotional drama kahin aur krna.
Goon 2 : Tum sab ne humari zameen ka rent abhi tak nhi bhara. Yeh dukaane humari zameen pr khadi hain. Aur iss mahine ka rent abhi tak nhi bhara. Toh iska bhuktaan toh krna padega.
The children started screaming when Pranbir reached their. They saw the scenario.
Ranbir : Ruk jaao. Inki dukaan ko haath bhi mat lagana.
Goon 1 (Boss) : Aye! Tum hote kaun ho hume rokne wale.
Ranbir : Agar tumne ab kuch bhi gadbad ki toh main police ko call krke yeh keh dunga ki tum sab bacchon ko maar rhe ho. Aur toh aur apne mahine ka rent illegal tarike se maang rhe ho. Nikal jaao yahan se warna.
Goon 3 : Teri toh.
Goon 1 (Boss) : Ruk jaao. Inka koi bharosa nhi. Padhe likhe log hain aur toh aur Rich bhi hain. Kuch bhi kr sakte hain. Behtar yehi hoga ki nikal le.
Goon 3 : Boss pr aap toh kisi se haar nhi maante. Bade se bade logon ko. Oh! Samjh aa gya. Chalo chalo yahan se chalte hain.
They left.
Everyone screamed happily.
Ranbir : Bacchon interview ke liye padhai toh ho gyi hai lekin ab hum self defence sikhenge. Self defence matlab Aatmaraksha.
Children : Yayy!
Ranbir : Pr uske liye teacher?
Prachi : Kunal aur Aryan Ji hain na. Din bhar body ho toh bnate rehte hain.
Ranbir : Haan, Yeh bilkul sahi kaha tumne. Main abhi unhe bulata hun.
He called them and they were ready..
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Soon Aryan and Kunal reached.
Aryan : Bhai hum aa gye.
Kunal : Hàan bhai, Self defence mein toh hum number 1 hain.
Prachi : Accha accha, Baatein chodo kaam kro.
They started teaching the children self defence.
Ranbir : Prachi, Jaao tum yahan kya kr rhi ho. Jaake seekho.
Prachi : Main kaise? Nhi main nhi.
Ranbir : Kyun? Tumhe bhi self defence nhi aata. Seekhne mein kya Harz hai.
Prachi (in mind) : Ab Ranbir ko kya btaun. Main karate and self defence ki black belt reh chuki hoon. Hey Shiv Ji. Ek aur jhooth bola hai, Please maaf kr dena.
Prachi : Haan. Ok. Jaati hun.
They started teaching them the self defence.
Prachi was practicing the self defence while he was admiring her.
Piya ki jogan Ban,
Agan se khelun,
Ishq ki jot tale,
Jalti patange si,
Dhun mohe laage,
Duniya jale toh jale.
Teri nazar teri hassi,
Aaye neende re,
Aahein teri, Ghum ye Mere,
Gehre Bade,
Tera Ishq hai ya Hifazat Jogiya,
Rab Tujhme Tu hai Rab mein,
O Piya..
Hmm...
Ranbir went towards Prachi.
Ranbir : Hmm, Aryan aana zara.
Aryan : Haan Ranbir.
Ranbir : Prachi Madam, Ab aapka Self defence test. Aryan ne aapko jo abhi sikhaya vo repeat kro.
Aryan (in mind) : Agar mannah kiya toh Prachi kya sochegi mere baare mein. Vaise bhi nazuk si kali hai, zyada zor se nhi maar paayegi. Ban jaa hero Aryan.🤦
Aryan : Haan Prachi, Ranbir sahi keh rha hai.
Prachi : Nahi mar main kaise?
Ranbir : Madam, Jo bola hai vo kro.
Prachi : Pakka Aryan Ji?
Aryan : Haan.
Prachi gave him a punch on his stomach such that he screamed his lungs out loudly and fell down.
Pranbir helped him get up.
Aryan : Bahut accha seekha aapne,
Prachi : Zyada zor se lag gyi. I am sorry.
Ranbir : Kuch toh gadbad hai. Koi itni perfectly self defence ek hi baari mein nhi seekh sakta.
Prachi : Ranbir vo..
And the goons entered. They went towards a shop and were about to hit when Prachi held the stick he was carrying.
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Ranbir, Aryan and Kunal were shocked.
Prachi : Bade bilkul sahi kehte hain, Laaton ke bhut baaton se nhi maante. Tum sabko main chakhati hun maza.
Goon 1 : Badi aayi humein maza chakhayegi. Tu chal mere saath.
He twisted her arm and she wasn't able to use her self defence technique whereas The goons attacked Kunal, Aryan and Ranbir. They couldn't do anything to save Prachi.
He dragged her and took her to a closed room.
He threw her dupatta and her sleeve got torn.
Prachi was helpless now.
Prachi shouted : Ranbir!!!!!
And that was enough for Ranbir.
Ranbir : Prachi!!!!!!
But as soon as the goon left her arm which he had twisted, Prachi punched him badly such that blood started oozing from his mouth. She held him through his neck and dragged him outside.
She was beating him continuously. Afterall, She was a Karate and Self defence black belt.
That goon got unconscious. Prachi turned to see a goon was about to beat Ranbir. She ran and punched him.
Prachi : Himmat kaise hui teri. Tujhe toh aaj main chodungi nhi.
She was beating him furiously. Afterall, he tried to hurt Her Ranbir.
Soon the police called by Kunal came and took the goons away. Prachi felt a jacket around her. She saw Ranbir who made her wear his jacket.
Ranbir was about to ask her when Media entered and started putting questions on her Character and personality after all she was the daughter of Mr. Abhishek Prem Mehra.
Ranbir wasn't able to bear this up and ended filling Prachi's Hairline.
Prachi was shocked 😳
Ranbir : Ab meri Biwi pr kisi ne bhi sawal uthaye toh main usse zinda Bholenath ke mandir ki mitti mein dafna dunga.
Silence filled over their. No one dared to utter a single word.
Ranbir : Aur meri biwi ke Character ke baare mein main jaanta hun. So better, aap sab panchayati log humse dur rhe toh zyada accha hoga. Now leave.
They were standing their heads hung down.
Ranbir : I said leave!!!!!!!
All media left. Prachi was still in a shock.
Ranbir : Prachi, I am sorry. Pr yeh zaruri tha. But main kal divorce ke papers ready krwa dunga.
Prachi immediately Hugged him and started sobbing.
Prachi : I... Love...You.. Ranbir.. I really do. Nahi reh sakti tumhare bina.
Ranbir reciprocated the hug.
Ranbir : I Love you too Prachi. Main bhi tumhare bina nhi reh sakta.
They stayed in each other's embrace while everyone collected over their and were admiring them Lovingly.
Person 1 : Aap dono ki jodi humesha salamat rhe. Bhagwan kre aap dono humesha aise hi Khush rhe. Aap sabhi ka bahut bahut dhanyawad.
Person 2 : Aap sabki wajah se kal se humare bacche school jaa payenge. Unhe school se interview ke liye kal bulaya hai. Aap dono jaake aaram kijiye apne ghar mein.
Everyone thanked Pranbir and Kunal , Aryan. They left.
Prachi was seeing outside the window holding his jacket firmly while Ranbir was seeing the road lost in the thoughts of
Ranbir : Prachi tum Ghar pahunchte ko saare sawalon ka jawab taiyaar rakho. Yeh bhi ki tum kaun ho?
Prachi looked at him shocked 😲
Ranbir : Media wale keh rhe the ki tum famous "MR. ABHISHEK PREM MEHRA KI BETI HO"?
Prachi : Tumhe saare sawalon ke jawab zarur milenge Ranbir. Pr mujhe darr hai ki kahin main tumhe kho na dun.
She started sobbing. Ranbir stopped the car and hugged her tightly. They were perfectly fit in each other's arms feeling immense peace.
Ranbir : Main sirf tumhara tha, hoon aur rahunga.
Prachi smiled at his statement. They pulled out of the hug. Ranbir drove the car to their home.
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