Ristha [A/K and P/M] Update p. 9 - Page 4

hey i just finished reading ur ff and i found it really interesting ⭐️ if a bit confusing at times 😕.

hey great part...i hope mukti is ok.. continue soon

You asked, "i know the relationship between mukti and kripa is to be kept secret out of plot constraits but hw exactly are prem and kripa related?"

Kripa's mum is Anurag's sister, both her parents are dead... I can't tell you more about that because that is the main part, only when you read through the story will you understand.

Your next question was, "how exactly does prithvi fit into the picture and why is he turning to mukti for investment advise?"

Prithvi is (for starters) a very old friend of Mukti and how does he fit into the picture is something more complicated and again can't be explained. As far as investment advice is concerned Mukti is quiet good at business so he turns to her for ideas when he is totally confused. More importantly, Mukti is into a lot of investment... you'll see latter in the story.

To explain about "who was that man watching mukti and talking to the portrait of prerna? is it Mr.Bajaj?"

Sorry but I can't answer that now, you'll have to read, the reason is even better than that. Don't worry that was not too many questions at all. O by the way yes Ridz is going to come in but NOT as Ammy's gf, wait for her to come in and you'll see.

The evening at the beach

Mukti was dressed in a light blue sleaveless sundress that reached mid thigh, Prithvi was dressed in nothing but a jeans and sunglasses over his eyes watching Mukti scream and shout with joy when playing in the beach. The watter was splanshing across her till she suddenly fell down with a scream, watter began turning red instantly. Prithvi got out of his seat and rushed towards her... "MUKTI OH **** YEAH KYA HUA yeah to behosh hai."

Picking her up he rushed her to the car and pulled out the first aid kit desperately trying to keep the blood flow down useing some of Mukti's scafts and other things successfully stopping the blood flow temperorily. Knowing he could not do more than that at the moment he threw her over her shoulder and carried her to the car dumping her in and driving in full speed towards the nearest hospital. "Docter! She was shot by someone on the beach... please use madath kijiye."

"Mathad kyun? Aara ho kya gaya?" The inspector who Prithvi had called on the way, "Prithvi ji aap ko ho kya gaya ese humne docter se baath kar diya, she is the patient."

"Iss ladki ko turanth admit karo I'm the local inspector..." he yelloed, the docters rushed the girl in looseing the scarfs and giving her medicins to start the clots. She was still unconsious but still breathing softly with great pain, Prithvi with tear filled eyes let her go into the operation theator before falling down on the seat and wipped his own tears, "Patha nahi yeah sab kaise hogaya, hay bagwan use ithna duuk maath do..."

"Use aab aur dard miltha rehega." a voice replied Prithvi turned around shocked at who was in front of him, "Kripa, Prem?"

"Hay brother sorry yaar lekin aane main thoda deer hogay." he replied, "Jaise information mila use rokne ke koshish kiya ja raha tha lekin you know how this works."

"I know brother... vo kafi serious hai by the way." he added Kripa nodded running both her hands through her hair, "Kuch hopes?"

"Kuch bathane ke liya thyar nahi hai." Privthvi replied, "Aare maine tho..."

"Maine Aarman ko inform kar diya." Prem replied, "Don't worry Prithvi Mukti ko kuch nahi hoga, she will be fine."

"PREM?" they turned around to see Angad and Aarman rushing in, "Kya hua use, will she be all right?"

"Nahi kafi buri haalath hai." Prithvi replied, "Kafi blood loss hua hai lekin it is a good thing the inspector is a good guy with details and planning. He made all the arangements."

"Thank god, vo operation theator main kya kar rahi hai by the way?" he added, "Having the bullet removed and her wound mended can't be sure if she will be all right before collage if she survives."

"If?" Angad snaped, "If aare use bachna padega yaar!"

"Lekin kare kaise koon tho chala gaya aur agar wound septic hogaya hai tho?" Kripa replied still frozen with fear, "Septic... septic ka mathlab bhi janthe ho tum?"

"Ofcouse jantha hoon main ek medical student hoon." Angad snapped, "DOCTER? Docter how is she?"

"She is out of danger for now..." the docter replied, "For now?"

"Haan real results hum sirf thab batha sakthe hai jab vo consious hojathi hai." he reported, "She is still unconsious aur koon tho diya ja raha hai. Halath main koi change aab dikayi nahi dega it would take some time certainly."

"Is she that bad?" Kripa asked, "I don't get it, aise kya baath tha inspector."

"Inspector?" Angad turned around, "Sorry Mr. Bose lekin Mukti ka is shoot out koi accident nahi tha, actually kafi pehele se hi kisi na sari baath plan kia gaya tha."

"Ek minuite aap patient se kuch bhi nahi puuch sakethe hai yeah saab ke baare main." the docter replied stictly, "Uski halalth kafi karab hai aur zyada presure dena ke wajai se kuch aur bhi ho saktha hai."

"In that case main use quistion nahi karunga aap use kuch bahane banakar yahan se lekiar jayie." the inspetor added, "Don't worry I'm sure use koi aur problem nahi hoga."

"Koi aur problem? Hona kya hai aab?" Prithvi asked, Aarman answered, "Ho saktha nahi, hogaya hai your mom is in this place."

"She looks mad." he replied, "Oh No! Mom aap yahan?"

"Kaise hai vo aap?" Dhamini demanded a sense of fear in her tone, "Kafi bura mom, kisi ne Mukti ko sniper gun use karke."

"Sniper ke gun, they are getting desperate, lagtha hai koi bada baath hai ismain. Kya umar hua usko?" Dhamini suddenly demanded, "She just turned seventeen some time ago."

"Nahi.. kuch aur baath hai, lekin sawal tho yehi hai ke kya? Aise kya baath hai jiske wajai se vo log Mukti ko goli maarne ke koshish kiya."

"Aunty shayad iska mathlab main jantha hoon." Prem cut in, "Aaj subhah dad ne yeah fax bijwaya muje."

Krishi

wow the plot thickens!!!!!!! u're wonderful at this suspense thing!!! keep it up thanx soo much for clearing up my doubts and for the pm as well. wow ridz in another avatar?!! can't wait!!

hey great part.. lets hope nothing happens to mukti.. continue soon

"Aunty shayad iska mathlab main jantha hoon." Prem cut in, "Aaj subhah dad ne yeah fax bijwaya muje."

Anurag,

Koi hai jo Mukti ko maarna chahathe hai.

Unlogon ke baare mai mere paas koi kabhar nahi hai, siva iske.

Neech jo mark hai vohi hai jo unlogon ke mark hai.

Use bachane ke koshish karo.

Rishab.

Beneeth the words was a mark of a bat with it's wing spread. Angad who read the fax looked at Dhamini, "Aunty yeah hai kaun hai, aur yeah mark ka mathlab?"

"Angad muje tho kuch bhi nahi pahta. Ajeeb baath yeahi hai, aise he ek mark ke saath ek anguti Mukti ki haath mai mila tha. Accident ke turanth baath. Lekin Prem beta kya Anurag ne kuch kaha tumse is fax ke baare main?"

"Dad ne yehi kaha ke Mukti ka anad hona aur aab jo koi bhi kar raha hai uske beech koi gehera rishtha hai." Prem replied, Angad looked shocked, "Ek minute tum log ho kaun aur waise tumhare dad aur uncle aunty ke saath kya rishta hai?"

"Aare main bhool gayi, Angad yeah hai Kripa Sharma aur Prem Basu. Prem aur Kripa cosins hai aur haan Prem ke dad, Anurag Basu aur Mukti ke parents kafi ache dosth the." Dhamini explained, "Lekin aab use explain karne ke liya koi waqth nahi hai, mai tho yahi chahtha hoon ke tum loog mere liya kuch karo."

"Kya?" Aarman asked still stumped, "Aabi tum logon ko Mukti ko ek aise jaga lekar jaana padega. Jo koi Mukti ke jaan ko lena chahatha tha kafi chalak hai. Prithvi tum use vo jaga par lekar jaana."

"Vo jaga mom?" Prithvi stammered, "Lekin mom is it safe to you know..."

"Jaise maine kaha waise karo Prithvi." Dhamini snapped before walking away, "Aur haan you kids can go back home, sirf Prithvi kaafi hai uski kyal rakne ke liya."

"What?" Aarman wispered, he never ever heard Dhamini speak to any of them like that, "Lekin..."

"No lekin vekin, Prithvi get back to the work I mentioned." she snapped, Kripa looked hurt where as Angad looked totally suprised, simply watching the lady walk away. "Wait till mum and dad listen to this."

"Anagd Khanna, kabhi tho apne cosin ke baare main socha karo har waqth apne aap ke baare main kyun sochthe ho." Kripa snapped walking away, "Yeah what ever Ms. Bainji mere aage peecha ithne sare hot girls hai tho ego ke koi zaurath nahi hai. Can't say that about your popularity with guys can we?"

"You are so sick." Kripa snapped going away, Angad rolled hsi eyes and walked away. "Prithvi yahan ho kya raha hai, Prithvi?"

"He's gone Angad chalo." Aarman snapped at him going away Angad rushed behind him was that really his friend speaking. No one had ever spoke to Angad Khanna like that especiallly in relation to Mukti. That was something that never happened with this idea, it was always about him till today. Mukti suddenly getting the spotlight was something he could not digest.

Two Hours Latter in some unknown place:

Mukti opened her eyes only to see her self sleeping in a simple rope bed with a thached roof above her. "Uuh main kahan hoon?"

"Meri ghar main beta." She looked towards the owner of the voice, "Aap? Aise ghar main?"

"Nahi actually yeah meri workshop hai, I like it a bit treditional dear." Mukti rolled her eyes, "Shashank ji aap kabhi serious hothe kya?"

"Hamesha nahi lekin kabhi kabhi, aaj tumhari haath kaisi hai?" he aksed, "Dard tho nahi hai lekin muje yeah samaj main nahi aa raha hai ke vo loog yahan par kyun lekar aaye the?"

"Kyunki main ek docter hoon kid, now I need you to coorporate if there is anything that is going to be done about that wound." he added touching her lightly, "Now close your eyes and try get some more sleep."

"Neend nahi aarahi hai." she wispered, "May be this would help."

Prithvi handed her a glass of warm milk with a medicin mixed in it, "Tum ise janthe haise ho?"

"Dr. Shashank mere mom ke dost hai now gulp this down Mukti tume pure aaram ke zaruraht hai thabi bhi tumhari thabyath teek ho payega." Prithvi added trying once again to press the drink to her lips but she refused, "Who were they Prithvi, kaun the jisne muje maarne ke koshish kiya?"

"Hame patha nahi Mukti police dhek rahe hai, tum yeah duud peelo aur sojao you need your rest." he pressed it once more time this time she accepted and fell asleep in a matter of minutes. Prithvi sat down strocking her hair and putting her to sleep tears filling his eyes, he almost lost her, she had almost died, the protectivness he felt with her was something that hand now grown ten fold. This was the very smae girl who had taken him through so manny things in his life, the girl who had made him a person to a leader. Every time he was down she was the one to give him the talk, every time he made a mistake she would tell him it was fine and to move on, now she was sleeping wounded because of his carelessness. Something made him feel so responsible for his, for everything that happened to the little girl who was sleeping there right now. Running his hands through his fingers he slowly let her sleep but his heart knew that there was something more to this girl that what met the eye, unfortunately even she did not know it yet. He only could wish that Rishab would come earlier than when he said he would.

Sydny,

The opra house, the place where so manny people were excersising in the morning enjoying the fresh air. One person was dressed in dark track pants and a white tshirt. Expensive desighiner sports shoes on his feet and a gold watch in his wrist, the phase of his run was even at the same time filled with grace like that of a well practiced dancer. Several people stopped to wish him before moving on he replied to each of him, gracefully. He stopped to have a drink in a water fountain and looked up when some one hered some one call his name, "Rishab? Rishab Bajaj!"

Krishi

Originally posted by: PyaarKiEhsaas

"Reserved" <br>

What do you mean by that and by the way guys chill, Mukti will be fine soon but Rithima won't come in till they go to collage. You'll be shocked how I present her and no she has no 'rishtha' with Mukti.

Krishi

omg i love it!!! i love mystery and this is it!i never thought id read such fanfics, and trrust me there are only a few of these types... but this is just too good!! plz if u can pm me when u update.. thanks

Sydny,

The opra house, the place where so manny people were excersising in the morning enjoying the fresh air. One person was dressed in dark track pants and a white tshirt. Expensive desighiner sports shoes on his feet and a gold watch in his wrist, the phase of his run was even at the same time filled with grace like that of a well practiced dancer. Several people stopped to wish him before moving on he replied to each of him, gracefully. He stopped to have a drink in a water fountain and looked up when some one hered some one call his name, "Rishab? Rishab Bajaj!"

"Hi there love." he smiled at the woman who called him, "Rishab maine tume kithni baar samjaya..."

"Jantha hoon dear, jaantha hoon tume bathakar jaau lekin kya kare har waqth tume bathakar apne zindagi nahi ji saktha hoon." he replied, smilling at the woman who was in front of him, "Aur haan yeah bhi apne demag main ache thara daal do, tum sirf mere personal secretary ho biwi nahi jo yaad rakna." The smile on his face turned cold as he walked away leaving a hurt and sad lady behind him. She was dressed in a beautyful dark blue tracks with a white t-shirt on. Her hair was let down and still slightly wet like her eyes but she was indeed beautyful, Parvathi Tharon. (A.N: Played by Parvathi of Kahani Ghar Ghar Ki, she was perfect for the part) Bajaj's P.A for the longest time and the woman who always stood by him no matter what, but he never retured her affections for several reasons. Parvathi's husband had died when she was no more that 23 leaving her with a future for her self, not having had a good marraige nor any childern she threw her self to work thus growing close to Rishab. Several of her actions thus were always misinterpreted by Rishab even till date. Wipping the tears in her eyes she made her way back home with a heavy heart. Home unfortunately was along with the Bajaj family for her, the three kids, now two were and her boss was what she could call family. The children loved her like a mother and told her so manny things like that of a best friend, she felt like they were her own children too. She was the woman who shall stick through thick and thin with the family. Walking up to a large house she punched in the code opening the door and walked in to the smell of fresh flowers and hot baked bread coming out of the oven and the sound of coffee being ground. "Good morning, Lilly do you mind going and purchasing the eggs, milk and butter please?"

"On my way miss." the girl pipped up picking up the bag as Parvathi wished more people good morning and going to have a shower. Half an hour latter she came back dressed in a three-fourth grey skirt with a black stripes and a grey shirt, the jacket on her arm. Laying it on the side broke the eggs that had been bought a little before and began making scrambled eggs. In the mean time she cut the fresh backed bread into slices placing them in the toaster then on the plate when they were ready. A servant began making coffee when another warmed the milk in the jar when the eldest daughter of the house hold walked in dressed in her brown jeans with a white shirt and a white jacket with brown stripes, "Hi aunty good morning." Giving Parvathi a kiss on her cheeks she smiled and sat down at her seat, "Morning beta, Viky kahan hai?"

"He's still getting ready, aap breakfast serve kijiye." she shrugged, Dr. Vikram Sarpand was Vishaka's husband and practicing docter in the local medical clinic as an surgon. A man who was (unfortunately) an orphan who loved Vishaka when they were in collage, they had been married recetly and continued to live in the family due to the deep bond with the Rishab. Some one came down the stairs talking on the phone, his light brown trousers with a dark brown shirt made him look very proffessional, why would he not, after all he was Rishab Bajaj's son, "Yes I'm sure that that is a fact yes you can go ahead, thanks you. By... Morning aunty."

"Morning Tushar." Parvathi smiled, Tushar Bajaj was Risab Bajaj's only son and partner in bussiness, "Morning aunty ooh ek minute, there mobile is off, hmm breakfast smells good."

Tushar too kissed Parvathi on her cheek and sat down, "Aaj raath ka plan kya hai?"

"Ek aur party aur kya." she sighed pouring some juice in their glasses, "Coffee beta?"

"Please. Aare dad kahan hai?" he asked looking around, "Aathe honge, nahane gaye hai."

"Good muje tho bahoth book lagi hai." Parvathi too sat down then looked around the room, "Kuki kahan hai?"

"Vo tho ek out door shot ke liya gayi hai aunty, do ghante deer aayegi." Vishaka replied, "Ofcouse, main tho bull gaya tha, aaur haan kisi ka phone kia India se, koi Mr. Kadhi dad se baath kar ne ke liye."

"Kadhi?" Parvathi looked up, "Rishab use kyun contact rak raha hai?"

"Who is he aunty?" Vishaka asked sipping her juice, "Kadhi Mumbai ka kafi bada don ka contact person hai beta."

"Ismain aajeeb kya hai? Dad has contact with several dons... bussiness main tho vo saab ka zarurath hai." Tushar shrugged, "Lekin Kadhi kabhi Rishab ko kud phone nahi kartha, kaas kar ithni subha."

Back In India (Shashank's Place)

"Mukti your getting better now, your lucky the bullet was not very large and did not go inside." he added patting her head, "You'll have to contine this oinment along with the dressing and the wound tracess would also go away in a few weeks right before you start collage."

"Thank you Dr. Shashank." Mukti replied trying to get up and this time she could thanks to the painkillers and other medicins, "Can I leave now? There are so manny things I need to prepare before collage."

"I know dear and you have at least a month for that dear, don't worry." he replied with a smile, "Just try get plenty of rest and carry anything heavy."

"Ji sir... should I follow any diet?" he shook his head, "Eat like you normally do only try increase your calcium intake. Other wise you'll be fine. Excuse me, haan Parvathi."

Krishi