Arya entered the room and said, "Sweetheart, how are you feeling?"
Upon witnessing the bandage covering her daughter's leg, he was deeply saddened; Anvika, being small, had never experienced an injury of this nature before.
Arya is devoted to his daughter above all else; in fact, he left town on a business trip and returned immediately upon learning that her daughter had been hurt to take care of her. He was overcome with sadness and tears in the corners of his eyes upon witnessing his daughter covered in bandages.
"Lovely, How is it hurting? Please let Papa know if you are in any pain."
" I don't feel any pain, and aunty has already confirmed that I'm fine. Daddy, it's just a little bone injury that will heal eventually."
Anvika is not allowed to tell her father about the events that happened at her school today because, if he finds out, he will be devastated and may even kill Alex and ruin his whole family.
Arya, who was gently hugging his daughter, asked, "Really, you don't feel any pain?"
"Yes, papa, I assure you that I'm not in any pain."
" Okay, then, please use caution and don't frighten your father the next time."
" Yes, papa."
" Alright, papa will spoil you. Tell me what you enjoy to eat."
" I'm full, papa. Advik escorted us all out, so I finished eating and don't feel famished."
" It sounds like you guys had a blast together."
" Sure, we did."
" Rest up, sweetie." Arya didn't chat much with her daughter because he wanted her to get a good night's sleep. As soon as he made sure she was okay, he turned around and left the room.
"I love you, papa. Good night."
"I love you, my dear; in the morning, our hearts will talk."
" Yes."
After covering her daughter with the blanket, Arya exited the room.
Aaravi was aware of their ongoing conversation and his husband's treatment of her daughter.
Aaravi asked, "Is she sleeping?" as he watched his husband leave the room.
"Sure, she is."
"Okay, then let's go out to eat."
" It will take me five minutes to get up."
...
Anvika's restless sleep soon transformed into a vivid dream. She found herself in a sun-drenched meadow, the sky a perfect shade of blue and the air filled with the scent of wildflowers, the lovely garden, which is full of lovely flowers and butterflies as well as a variety of tastefully organized plants and flowers.. Laughter bubbled up from within her as she glanced back over her shoulder, her eyes catching sight of a handsome boy chasing after her. His smile was radiant, his eyes filled with a playful glint that made her heart race.
"Hey there, Anvika Just stop there" . A guy is pursuing her in return.
Anvika was hurrying away from the guy, a cheeky grin on her face.
"Try to grab me if you can, but you aren't able to capture me."Anvika called out, her voice light and teasing as she ran through the tall grass, her hair flowing behind her.
The boy's laughter echoed hers as he gave chase, his strides long and determined. "You can't escape me that easily!" he shouted, his voice full of joy and mischief.
The man looked even more stunning since he was wearing a platinum ring that was really gorgeous and a platinum chain with a simple design and a letter hanging from it. He was dressed up in brown leather jackets, white shirts, and blue jeans.
Anvika's feet barely touched the ground as she sprinted, her heart pounding with exhilaration. She weaved between the trees and leaped over small streams, always just a step ahead. But no matter how fast she ran, she could feel him closing the distance between them.
Suddenly, she felt his hand brush against hers, and she let out a delighted squeal, pushing herself to run faster. But it was no use. He quickly picked up more on top and was able to capture Anvika.
With a final burst of speed, the boy caught her, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her close.
"I've finally got hold of you, sweetie, and you can't get away from me anymore."he whispered, his breath warm against her ear.
Exhausted from fleeing, Anvika took a long exhalation and murmured, "Okay, I giving up. Please leave me."
"You ought to put up with the consequences." There was a sly smirk on his face.
" Consequences" . Anvika raised her visage to meet his, hoping to get a good look at him, but all she could see were his stunning eyes.
Their eyes met, and for a moment, the world seemed to stand still. He leaned in slowly, and her heart fluttered with anticipation. The man immediately planted his lips on Anvika's and began giving her a passionate kiss on the lips, lingering kiss that sent shivers down her spine.
The kiss deepened, full of warmth and tenderness, and Anvika felt herself melting into him. The meadow around them seemed to glow with a golden light, and the sound of birds singing filled the air.
As they finally pulled away, the boy's eyes sparkled with affection. "I love you, Anvika," he murmured, his voice soft and sincere.
Anvika smiled, her heart overflowing with happiness. "I love you too," she replied, feeling a sense of completeness she had never known before.
Anvika awoke from her dream, her heart still pounding and her lips tingling from the memory of the kiss. She lay still for a moment, eyes closed, trying to hold on to the fading fragments of the dream. The meadow, the laughter, the warmth of his arms around her—it all felt so real. But the boy's face remained a mystery, shrouded in the hazy glow of her imagination.
"Good heavens, is this a dream? What type of dream is it? " Abruptly, she glanced at the clock, which reads five.
her heart still pounding from the dream. For a moment, she lay there, trying to hold on to the feeling of the dream boy's kiss. Then, with a soft sigh, she opened her eyes and looked around the familiar room, a wistful smile playing on her lips.
Opening her eyes, Anvika stared at the ceiling, a thoughtful expression crossing her face. This dream had visited her often, always the same chase, the same joyous laughter, and the same tender kiss. She couldn't help but wonder who the boy in her dream was. Why couldn't she ever see his face clearly?
Anvika's cheeks flushed with a shy smile as she pondered the possibilities. Could this dream be a glimpse of her future? The idea seemed both absurd and wonderfully romantic. What if this faceless boy was destined to be her husband? The thought made her heart flutter with a mix of excitement and embarrassment.
She wondered to herself , "Why am I having this dream offensive? Who is this man, and why can't I see his visage clearly—all I can see is his clothing? I would adore and marry you without a doubt if you come to me in person one day."
She turned onto her side, hugging her pillow closer, her mind drifting through the dream again. The boy had felt so real, so tangible, as if he existed somewhere out in the world, waiting to meet her. Anvika giggled softly to herself, feeling silly yet enchanted by the notion.
She used to have a specific sense in her head and her heart felt for the guy who used to come into her dreams and kiss her. In reality, she loved him.
She begged God, "Ho God, Kindly refrain from allowing that person into my life."
Anvika continued to place her hands on her chest, attempting to regulate her heartbeat.
"According to a proverb, dreams that originate true in the early hours of the day are real. What are you pondering, Anvika? It's just a dream; no one is going to kiss you."
She went back to bed in order to sleep.
" He just gave me my first kiss, even if it was just in a dream. Who is that guy, and why can't I see his face?"
She accessed Facebook and began scrolling down after realizing she couldn't sleep again. Abruptly, she spotted the familiar chain and ring.
She unzipped it and zipped it; they are the same as the ones she was just dreaming about, with the dreamer wearing an identical one.
"Is this a mistake?", She switched off her phone right away.
"Hey, what's happening."
She heard a knock on the door abruptly." Are you up, sweetie?"
Her father was there. Arya slept poorly because she was anxious about her kid, and he went up early in the morning to see how she was doing.
He heard his daughter's cry and an echo in the room just as he was about to open the door.
As Arya walked into the room, he saw her daughter's anxious expression.
"What happened, sweetheart? You're experiencing sleep issues. "
" No, papa, my bream was awful. Papa, the dreams that come true in the early hours of the day will eventually come reality."
"Not all of them, just a select few, what fantasy would you want to tell, sweetie?"
Anvika prefers her father above all others as she confides in him the most. She nodded after giving it some consideration.
Arya was interested in learning more about her daughter's dream that had kept her awake.
She told his father about her dream.
"Ho, my dear. It is only a dream" . Arya said curiously, "Do you like that person in your dream? How does he look?"
" Papa, I failed to observe him."
" Let's relax, it's only a dream, no need to fret."
Alright, dear, let's take a stroll outside.
In a wheeled device, he brought her daughter outside for some morning sunshine.
They enjoyed one other's company and the beautiful morning vista.
Anvika blurted out, "Hey, papa, I desire your help for the following day. Can you assist me?" as she suddenly recalled something.