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Armaan is helping Prakram, as it is the reception today. Inside the room, Avishka, Aashi, and Sandhya are with the beautician, which is why he is constantly glancing towards them. They are currently present in a hotel where some very important people, along with all their relatives, are staying. Armaan finds him repeatedly staring at the door with a soft smile, which Prakram immediately notices and relays to him.

"What is the problem?"

"There is no problem, sir."

"Then why are you showing your teeth?"

"Sir, I actually brushed well today, so it is coming out again and again to show himself."

"There is absolutely no need to talk nonsense; take maximum care of Aashi, and you should not take your eyes off Avishka too. Although I will be with her all the time, so I can keep everyone in mind, there is some kind of security for both of them. There should not be any problem with anything; apart from this, you know very well what you have to do and what not to do."

"Sure sir…”

Just then, the door opens, and Sandhya and Aashi come out. Aashi immediately approaches her father and informs him, ensuring her dress is properly draped.

"Papa, how am I looking?"

"Like always, princess... Papa's princess..."

"Then Mumma should be Papa’s queen."

Prakram stares at Aashi in astonishment as she speaks suddenly. Armaan effectively conceals his face by placing his hand over his mouth, preventing Prakram from witnessing his laughter. Meanwhile, Sandhya lets out a loud laugh, looks at Digvijay towards the door, and speaks.

"We should leave; these two will be called after a while."

"Absolutely…"

Digvijay's response reveals a strange kind of happiness, causing him to start looking at his father. Digvijay smiles, takes Aashi in his arm, kisses her cheek, places his hand on Sandhya's shoulder, and leads them away from the room. Prakram sees Aashi going from there and then looks at Armaan, who completely stops laughing and stands in front of him and tells.

"Everything will be as per your orders. I will take excellent care of my sister-in-law, but I know very well that you are the one who will take the best care of her.”

After saying his words, Armaan runs away from the scene like a small child, causing Prakram to grumble about the unpleasant things happening around him.

"Everyone is having too much fun."

When he knocks on the inner room door, the beautician opens it, revealing Avishka standing before him, her eyes bent as always. He enters the room, gazes at Avishka, and gestures for the beautician to leave. The beautician promptly leaves, nodding her head.

Avishka is wearing a gown today and has very light makeup on her face, but her slanted eyes and trembling lips after feeling Prakram's eyes on her make her even more beautiful. Prakram iswatching her very carefully. After putting his hand in his pocket, Prakram stepped in front of her, closely examined her, and scrutinized every detail.

Prakram had already examined Avishka's reception gown after seeing her lehenga yesterday and realizing her issue. He believed that Sandhya had had this outfit custom-made by a well-known designer, so it was in keeping with today's fashion. It was off-shoulder, and he did not like that gown at all, so he himself selected a golden-colored gown for her, in which she is currently looking very beautiful. He says.

"Let's go…"

Avishka is busy with a lot of things, and she is also very confused after seeing his very understanding behavior last night, which is forcing her to constantly think about Prakram, which she didn't expect. Despite her desire to avoid thinking about Prakram, she finds herself unable to do so; instead, she simply closes her eyes and informs him.

"I want to meet Ma-Baba."

Prakram is standing right in front of her, so she is standing with her eyes down and not looking at him at all. He tells her that he sees her nervousness.

"Why are you shivering?"

"That, ma Baba..."

"After these guests leave, we will go and meet your maa and baba before going to Australia."

Upon hearing this, Avishka experiences a sense of happiness and briefly closes her eyes. Observing her in this state, Prakram gazes at her briefly before holding her hand and leaving theroom. She tries to free her hand because, for some unknown reason, she feels a strange inclination towards Prakram. Which she does not want to let dominate her heart at all, because the fear that already dominates her is stopping her somewhere.