Chapter 8

PART 5

Riddhima: how mean? How can he sleep like a sl*g on bed? And here I am withering on this small couch. I mean how he can sleep so quietly so soundlessly while such a beauty is lying in his room.

Armaan: believe me I can not sleep until you really shut up!

She pulled herself up, and stared as his dark figure spread over bed, in the dark room.

Riddhima: You are awake?

Armaan: oh wow, Riddhima so genius of you to guess that! He turned on the lamp of his side table.

Riddhima: Armaan the bed is not comfortable – after all the pain I have faced in last one month - I need something better to sleep on.

He quitened and tried to think what she really mean by that, though at other end she was regretting, what she has spilled out.

Armaan: you have two option if not couch, either, lay beside me on bed or over me. Both will be very soft – comfortable.

He smirked and pulled himself on his elbow and stared at her teasing.

Armaan: come to me baby…. Come to me.

Riddhima: No daddy, please let me SLEEP!

Armaan: Ohhh! You broke my heart sweety.

Riddhima: urghhh Go Die!

Armaan Laughed, and dropped down over his pillow.

Armaan: come on, come to bed. Riddhima.

Riddhima: No Thank you.

Armaan: Okay. Good Night.

She groaned again and hit her head on couch and pulled the blanket over her.

NEXT MORNING

Riddhima: Armaan wake up.

Armaan: whats the time?

Riddhima: 6:00 in the morning.

Armaan: Are you out of your mind? Riddhima! I wake up at 10 ! Let me sleep.

Riddhima: Armaan your mom came twice already! What can I do? She thinks… we are doing something… I mean, she is saying Your dad and brother is awake; they know everything and want to see us Armaan!

Armaan: then Go see them! He hid his face under pillows.

Riddhima: Armaan noo… how can I need them alone… I am scared… come with me. Armaan God!! WAKE UP!

Armaan: NO!

Riddhima: Yes!! WAKE UPPP! She started to hit on his back continuously.

Armaan: hold on you wild cat!! He grabbed her wrist and pulled her on bed

Riddhima: what the hell are you doing? She stared at him shockingly as he came on top of her

Armaan: I guess we are doing something…. What others are thinking!

Riddhima: Armaan No!

Armaan: Riddhima Yes… he grabbed her bare-waist.

Riddhima: Armaan No!

Armaan: Yes Riddhima. He digs his fingers in her waist more.

Riddhima: I need to talk to You Armaan. I need to tell you why I want to act as your wife… infront of world.

Armaan: uhmmm… Can't it wait… for a while, I am actually having fun.

Riddhima: N…no… if Not now then never…

Armaan: okay… but we would continue this later okay? He smirked down at her

Riddhima: Ya right! Now move away.

She rolled her eyes and pushed herself down 'Bloody bas***d…'

Armaan: I heard that…

Riddhima: Good, now can we talk.

Armaan: No.

Riddhima: No???

Armaan: No not now… first let's go and meet dad and Atul…

Riddhima: whatever… she muttered and followed him down.

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Armaan: Dad…. I said we are sorry, due to some issue, circumstances I had to do this – we had to get married...

Billy: whatever Armaan. We need to keep a inform media before media inform the world with our consent.

Armaan: okay, whenever you want…

Billy: today.

Armaan: Yea.

Atul Introduced himself to Riddhima, and she politely made an intro to him, he mingled with her for a while and left for work with Rahul as Armaan decided to stay back at home. For The Talk.

While Rahul had silently told Armaan that he too wanted to have a chat with him over this matter, which Armaan was willing to give… but afterwards… today many other things came first.

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Riddhima: That was hard!! She set at the edge of the bed.

Armaan: I know right! Dad is really sweet when he is in good mood and totally opposite when he is mad!

Riddhima: Seems like you are a lot like him.

Armaan: I don't think so.

Riddhima: Why? I find you nice and polite in one minute and other second u behave totally rude, aggressive, angry!

Armaan: why are you so interested in me ? I guess we should come to the point. What do you really want from me.

Riddhima: a real marriage… between you and me.

Armaan: WHAT!

Riddhima: Armaan, I need to show some one that I am married… and that too to you only.

Armaan: What the F… are you speaking! Am I your S** toy whom you would use for your own desire. You slang!

Riddhima: ARMAAN!

HE strolled towards her, grabbed her shoulder and yanked her up, and clasped her shoulder so tightly that she yelp in pain, while he glared at her furiously.

Armaan: Do you even Know WHO THE HELL I AM? How dare you thought I would dance on your F***ing Fingers!

Riddhima: ARMAAN! Stooop it! You are hurting me!!!!

Armaan: You should have thought before saying what you said. DAMNIT! How dare you thought I would play as your doll and I would ALLOW YOU to make me your husband AS YOU WANT TO SHOW SOME FREAK !

Riddhima: Armaan Please… you are getting it all wrong…. I need your help… and believe its only for your own best! Believe me… if you did not marry me… authentically… under the law… properly… than the person behind me would surely kill me and my family… but also yours….. she whispered the end three lines.