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Hey everyone!!...Well I've been reading quite a few ffs, so I decided to start my own now. Hopefully you guys will like it. Its my first one on armaan and riddhima.
Part 1
She looked around the airport, confused as ever, as people pushed their way through the crowds carrying large suitcases. "Why am I here again?" she thought. She began to remember the events of 2 weeks ago.
"But mom I havent been out of New York for the past 4 years, let alone coming back to India!" "Riddhima beta, you have to do this one thing for me. Your father has arranged your marriage." "But mom I dont even--wait....MARRIAGE?!" Riddhima screamed gibberish in frustration, while on the other line her mother sighed at her daughter's reaction. "Beta stop!" said Padma after a while." I know this is probably unimaginable right now, but you have to do this for me. We know who the people are very well, and the boy is a great person, and we're positive that you will be very happy. That is the only reason we would do this!" Riddhima sighed. Her mom always gave in to whatever she wanted knowing what was good for Riddhima at the same time. She let her become an artist despite her father's wanting for her to be a doctor. Her mom let her go to New York City to attend art school for a course. She knew her mom knew what was right, and she did plan to get an arranged marriage sometime.
"Mooom" she whined. "Ok mom, but you have to tell me one thing."
"Sure beta, anything."
"Is he good looking?"she said, and began to laugh.
Padma laughed. "Oh, you just wait."
"Thats no answer mom, hmm, one more question, What's his name?" she asked curiously.
"Oh well that would just ruin the fun now wouldnt it?"Padma laughed and quickly hung up.
She had always lived in India, but this seemed a lot different then four years ago. She stepped out onto the street carrying her bag, looking for the car her parents sent, when her eyes found a mouse near her foot. Screaming, she turned to run, when she found her bracelet was stuck. She turned to find a completley unaware man trying to catch a cab.
"Um, excuse me, umm....hello?" she said trying to get his attention. He turned to look at her. Something about him looked familiar, but she was concentrating on the bracelet stuck on the sleeve of his shirt.
"Um, excuse me, umm....hello?" she said trying to get his attention. He turned to look at her. Something about him looked familiar, but she was concentrating on the bracelet stuck on the sleeve of his shirt.
"Yeah?" he said. She knew him, who was this?
"Um, my bracelet." she said lowering her eyes. He was tall and muscular, with light grey eyes, looking warmly at her. It was hard for her to keep looking at him.
"Oh," he chuckled. "I see." He began to get her bracelet out of his sleeve when he saw a familiarity in it.
"Riddhima?" he looked up and said, half wishing he didnt.
"Who are you?" she was shocked, how does he know her?
This made him certain it was her. "Well, I could just tell you who I am or..." he came closer as she began to get scared."...I can make a bet. You beat me in a game of basketball, and then I tell you."
His words confused her for a second. But then her eyes widened at the sudden enlightenment.
"Armaan?!" she almost yelled. "No way!!!! Armaan what happened to your face?" she said with her voice mocking.
He looked at her with the same mocking look and said,"What if I said the same?"
"And what about the accent? I thought you went to Delhi when I was 13?"
"Yeah, then I went to London for college."
"Oh yeah, my mom told me! Congrats, I hear your a rich and famous doctor now." she said with good intentions.
"Well, theres also you, miss rich and famous artist." he said laughing.
"I cant believe we're here at the same time, what a coincidence?!" she said ecstatically. "Wait why are you here?"
"Why are YOU here?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Oh, umm, I'm..uh....i'm getting married."
Armaan was confused, why would she ask why I was here? He decided to play around a little.
"Well, duhh, I'm here for your wedding! You think I wouldnt come?" he said.
"No, no, I didnt mean that." They stood in silence for a few minutes when Riddhima saw her car there.
"Come with me, youre going to stay in youre house right.?" asked Riddhima.
"Its a good thing were neighbors. I swear I'm coming to hate these Indian cabs." Armaan complained and Riddhima chuckled.
"Its a good thing were neighbors. I swear I'm coming to hate these Indian cabs." Armaan complained and Riddhima chuckled.
After sitting inside, the silence returned, until Armaan thought of asking her.
"So, who's the moron thats marrying you?" he said joking.
"See, normally, I'd be mad about that remark, but I cant say anything, because even I dont know who this person is. My mom didnt even tell me, so for all I know, he could be some moron."
"Wait, you just said yes to your mom without even knowing who your getting married to?"
"Yeah, I trust her enough to do that. She knows what's right for me."
"Well then good luck to that moron." mumbled Armaan.
Comment if you like it, and for ecouragement😊 I'll try to update quickly as I do hav a couple parts written, I just wanna see if you guys like the concept....😊
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