Bheem’s House

“But wasn’t he already on break from his last expedition? I don’t know what to feel about this.” The lady said while sitting in the living room with a man wrapped up in royal clothing, someone from the top authorities.

[NAME - AMRITA]
[BHEEM’S MOTHER]
[AGE: NEVER ASK A BEAUTIFUL LADY HER AGE]

“Its not in my control, Amrita. The king is quite skeptical for this one tour since he himself is on the move.” He shrugged as he continued, “You know it better than anyone, how much the old man loves Dev.

[CHIEF MINISTER OF THE BRAHMA KINGDOM]
[NAME - HARSH VARDHANA]
[AGE: 43 YEARS OLD]

“Stop terming that plastic obsession as love. Only if he cared that much about him, he would let Dev spend some time with his family too.” Amrita said in dismay.

“I under-”

“Plus, he doesn’t even have the right to do that anymore, f**king geezer.” She interrupted him with a loud tone.

“He’s the king…try respecting him a little?”

“Only if he was the same guy in the past, I would have loved him…but not after everything happened. He has lost that privilege.” Her voice faded away.

Someone knocked at the door three times and entered the house. It was Bheem. He looked at his mom and Harsh as his face lit up a little bit.

“Its been a long time, uncle.” Bheem said as he walked towards Harsh. He bent his back and touched Harsh’s feet with his hands and then moved those hands to his forehead, followed by the chest, a gesture of respect towards the elders.

“You have grown quite big, my child.” Harsh replied with a sincere smile on his face.

“Thank you very much, uncle.” Bheem said while trying to hide his excitement.

“What is it, Bheem? You look a little bit different. Are you feeling sick ?” Harsh asked while Amrita smirked from behind as if she’s already knows what’s about to come.

“A-Actually, since you are here, is Dad with you too?” Bheem spitted it out.

“Oh…” Harsh replied unwillingly. “You must have been eager to meet him, huh? I am sorry but he is not here.”

The excitement over Bheem’s face disappeared as the mood around him turned gloomy.

“You father is onto something really grand, Bheem. Something that can expand our small world’s views, so I hope you understand.” He said.

“I see. He must be really busy with his work, I understand uncle. I will wait for him.” Bheem said with his eyes downward and a fake smile.

“Don’t be like that, Bheem.” Amrita said as she saw Bheem walking away from them. “Why do you think I called you here?”

Bheem stopped as he looked at her, puzzled, “What do you mean, Mom?”

“Yes, your dad couldn’t come here but that doesn’t mean he can’t meet you.” Amrita said.

“To be honest, my main reason for coming here was you, Bheem. Come with me to the royal capital ‘Brahmas’. Dev wants to meet you.” Harsh answered, dropping an entire bomb on the kid’s brain.

“!!?” Bheem exclaimed as his face lit up once again. “Are you serious, uncle? Dad asked me to meet him?”

“Yes, we will be departing on the third sunset of the week, so be prepared by then, alright? I am currently staying at Duke Indra Verma’s palace.” Harsh said. Amrita nodded as Bheem looked at her.

Bheem pondered for a bit, “Uh, uncle. I have a request, if you don’t mind. Would it be possible for you to allow my friends to tour the royal capital with me?” He asked.

“Your friends? Sure, no problem. The royal kingdom is open for everyone to visit and enjoy. Let them in with you.”

“Thank you uncle. I will let them know!” Bheem said in excitement as he left the house in hurry to inform his friends.

“You sure, you won’t be coming, Amrita? It may be important.” Harsh asked.

“No, I will be waiting for him to reach out to me, not the other way around or else he will get spoiled.” Amrita said with a pout.

“As you wish.” Harsh smiled.

*

“What?! The royal capital? Are you serious, Bheem?” Laksh shouted, all amazed.

They were all sitting under a big banyan tree which was located at the center of the town, used by the townspeople for discussion over debatable topics from time to time.

“Wow, I can’t wait to buy those silk clothes and bands from the infamous ‘Stree[st̪ɾi] Bazaar’.” Aashia exclaimed.

“Are there any female warriors in the army there? I can’t wait to pay them a visit and bless them with my grace.” Jags said with a smirk as all the disgusted faces went over to him.

“I was just kidding, haha…ha.”

“Anyways, get all the permission you all need since we will be departing from here the day after tomorrow when the Sun sets.” Bheem said while eating the ladoos.

“Yes Sir!!” Everyone else shouted in sync.

*

Okay, so this turned out quite unexpected. So many new characters, each with their motives. Why did Dev asked for Bheem? What is this expedition they talk about? Why is Amrita so spiteful towards the king? And what’s with Jags suddenly being so perverted? Or is it just him representing the Author’s point of view, nah nah, that’s bullshit.

Anyways, quite a lot of things await our kids in the royal capital so tighten your seat belts since the main story is about to start. Let’s meet you on Sunday with the next part, till then, support me more and comment what you think will happen…for me to copy them directly, ehm ehm. Cyaa laterzzzz peeps <3