Pyaar Ka Pal:Update last prt pg 215 12/27 - Page 126

Kripa was reading while Angad was watching her read. Now she looked at him and put her book away, "What's wrong? Do you need something?"

"No." He replied.

"Then? Why are you starring at me like a manic."

"I was counting how many wrinkles you have on your face."

Kripa threw her book at him now. "Your so mean." She took her book back and started reading again. Now Angad laid down and made him self comfortable, but couldn't. Kripa had his pillow in her lap. Instead of taking it from her he put his head in her lap, on top of the pillow, and closed his eyes. Now Kripa closed her book and put her glasses away. She looked at Angad and then caressed his hair. "Angad."

His eyes still closed, "Hmm."

"What ever you said did you mean it?"

"Ya, I was counting how many wrinkles you had on your face."

"Not that stupid."

"Then?"

"What you said at the party."

"What that your hideous? Yes." Kripa pulled the pillow from under his head now. Angad sat up and looked at her. "Kya hai?"

"Angad, jo tumna gaya kya vo sach tha?"

"Haan."

"Mera liya?"

Angad moved closer to her, "Sach tha, lakin tumahra liya nahie. Kisi aur ka liya." Kripa pushed him away again and laid down saying, "I hate you Angad." Angad watched Kripa sleep, "Kripa."

"Hmm."

"Kuch nahie." Angad laid down beside Kripa, and Kripa turned to look at him.

"Angad."

"Kya?"

"Can I tell you something?"

"What?"

"I'm going to miss you when I leave."

"Aw. My baby, do you need a hug?" Kripa nodded her head as Angad opened his arms. She hugged him tightly after kissing both his cheeks.

"One more thing."

"Ya."

"I love you!"

"Ya, me too!" Kripa soon fell asleep hugging Angad. "I'm not going to let you go any where Kripa. Not anywhere. I want you to sleep in my arms every night and wake up next to me every morning. Not because you need me. But because I need you, because I love you." Angad shut the light and went to sleep himself.

One week later. Kripa and Angad were both shopping for Angad. Kripa had dragged him to the store. She had decided to change his wardrobe completely. "Kripa what's wrong with my style?"

"Nothing, it's just… so old." She turned him to a mirror and stood beside him. "Look, you have a beautiful wife, and you need to match me!"

"Really? I have a beautiful wife, I never knew it!" Kripa hit Angad's arm, and turned around. "Ok baba, sorry. Your very beautiful, just as beautiful as I don't know, any actress you want to compare your self to. But now lets go."

"No. We are going to change your wardrobe. And I mean it."

"I can't win you."

"Good!" Kripa took Angad from American Eagle to Abercrombie and Fitch. She had brought Angad every color from Pink to black, and she had bought him every style of pants. With every style of jackets and sweatshirts. After the casual wear she took him every where from Gucci menswear, Calvin Klein, to Ralph Lauren. She had brought him everything from Blazers to coats. The only thing she hadn't was ties. Kripa simply thought ties didn't look good on him. This time he agreed. Ties didn't look good on him but he wore them to look 'professional.' And at last they both reached home.

Bua had went back and she did take Kris with her. Dadi was at the office, and Shahid and Anjali were also out on a "date." Kripa put all of Angad's clothes away, and took out most of the old once.

Angad and Kripa were having evening tea when the phone rang. Angad went and picked it up. He came back and sat down next to Kripa.

"It was Shahid."

"Neha wants to go out, so we decided either bowling alley or either a pub."

"Cool. Have fun!" Kripa replied.

"What do you mean 'have fun.'

"I'm not going." She said taking his cup away.

"Why?" He followed her to the kitchen.

"Because, I don't feel like it."

"Kripa, I went shopping with you now you have to come with me."

"No, I don't." She said rinsing the cups.

"Why not? If your not going, I'm not either."

"Anagd, tum bauth ziddi ho. We'll go." Kripa left the kitchen after turning the lights off.

A few hours later Angad, Kripa, Shahid, Anjali, Josh, Aaliya, Neha, and Prithvi sat in a bowling alley with a pub. Prithvi was there just to be there The guys were busy bowling while the ladies were just talking.

Kripa sat there stringing her drink, looking at Angad who was in competition with Shahid. He was easy to spot, he was wearing a black shirt with the lettering 'F.B.I' on the back, in red. And to Kripa, at the moment no one could look more sexy that Angad. Any man could stand next to him and loose.

Angad hit another strike as he yelled in happiness. It was Prithvi, Shahid, and Josh, against Angad alone. Kripa really hadn't seen Angad this excited and happy in a long time. And nor had she ever spend this much time with him. Things seemed to be in place, but at the same time Neha was around and this made Kripa insecure. But Neha knew Angad was married to Kripa, she wouldn't try to create a relation with Angad unless Angad wanted to. And, Kripa had faith he wouldn't.

Shahid and Angad stood next to each other and rolled the ball, Shahid hit a strike while Angad had a split. Angad wrinkled his nose and he turned around disappointed and saw Kripa staring at him. She looked away, and smiled at Anjali.

"Someone seems to be… restless." Aaliya is in a naughty tone.

"Aaliya, shut-up will you." Kripa said quite irritated Angad approached them and stood next to Neha.

"Hello ladies, I was wondering if someone could help me."

"With what?" Neha asked.

"I have a split, and I have permission for two more tries. Anyone."

"Sure!" Neha said standing up. Kripa was disappointed and looked at her red drink. Angad looked at her, he had done this purposely.

"Kripa." Aaliya said, as Angad looked at her once more.

"Ya." She replied, still looking at her glass.

"How about a competition between us once more."

Kripa looked at Aaliya now, "What do you mean?"

"Remember when we went bowling, with Shahid, Anjali, Prithvi, and I."

"Ya… and?"

"How about we create two teams as well. Josh and I, and You and…"

"And Prithvi and I!" Kripa said standing up. Now Kripa did this on purpose.

Aaliya went and got Josh and Kripa got Prithvi. Neha tried to get a strike for Angad out of the split but she was not successful.

Before Kirpa started the game she walked to Angad's alley, and got a ball and hit a strike for him. She turned and looked at him; "I told you earlier and I'm telling you again, the day you don't my companionship your going to loose."

She left and hit her first strike with Prithvi. "Your right Kirpa." Angad said, "I will loose the day I loose you." Angad knew Kirpa was disappointed in him. Kripa and Prithvi won the challenge by ten points. Angad spend the time hitting strikes angry, not at Kripa, but at himself. After they were quite tired of the bowling alley they went into the pub. Kripa tried to ignore Angad for most the time. Shahid and Josh stuck with Kirpa the their discussing there marriage plans. Yes, after Shahid's and Anjali's engagement Aaliya and Josh had decided that they would marry with Shahid and Anjali. Kripa was happy, while Aaliya and Anjali made plans from there side, Josh and Shahid discussed their plans with Kripa, who was barely listening. Prithvi had left due to some emergency, would be back in some time, and Angad was sitting on a separate table with Neha.

"Angad." Neha said as he put his beer down.

"Yes, Neha."

"Have you ever thought about your Dad?" She asked.

Angad looked at Neha, "Why are you asking. He didn't care for me once when I was missing for nearly three years. Did he once drop by and ask about me in the past months? If he doesn't care for me, why should I care for him?"

"Angad, he doesn't hate you. He's scared to face you."

"Ya right. Actually he should be." Angad said finishing his second beer.

"And for gods sake stop drinking. I hope you have quit your bad habit of smoking."

"I did, for Kripa."

"Well that's nice to know, but right now we are talking about your Dad."

"Well I don't want to talk about him. He has done everything to hurt me and my Mom. I mean he was married to another lady, moreover, he didn't once look back at me or his "other" family once. Not did he only deceive me and my mother but he is ruining another women's life as well." Angad had gulped down one more beer now, but he wasn't intoxicated. And at this point Neha took his mug away from him.

"That's enough Angad." She said looking over at everyone else. "Kripa is not going to be happy if you get drunk."

"She doesn't care, Neha. She hates me right now."

"What?"

"Yes, I've always done something to make her mad. Always." As Angad spoke, he cried, and hugged Neha. Kripa saw this, angry. But more sad than angry that she wasn't there for him and Neha was.

"It's ok. Come on, lets go." They both left the bar and joined everyone else. Shahid and Josh were dancing with Anjali and Aaliya. Angad sat down next to Kripa but didn't look at her. Suddenly the disco went black, and one stop light shone on the D.J. "Ladies and gentlemen, we are going to play the first game of the night. Two spot lights will wander the room, and the two random people will be chosen to dance, with two other random people. Are we ready!" He shouted. Everyone clapped and cheered. The spot light went around the room, the first one stopping on Kirpa. It went around again and stood on Neha this time.

"Well! We need our two guys now. The first will be with the first lady and the second one with the second one." The spot light went around the room, and stopped at the door, before the light could move the door opened and stood there Prithvi. "We have our first man!" Kripa was paired with Prithvi, and Angad ended up pairing with Neha. The four made their way to the floor. Kripa stood in front of Prithvi, yet looked at Angad. Angad stood in front of Neha, yet looked at Kripa.

The music filled the room and they dance, with everyone cheering. Eventually, partners were changed. Neha went with Prithvi and Kripa was with Anagd. They danced until partners were switched again. When the sequence ended, Angad had won with Neha. Kripa rushed to the bar, and asked for a cold drink. But instead of picking up her coke she picked up someone's rum, and drank it down. She got more and more jealous as she saw Anagd and Neha together. And soon she had picked up another shot glass and drank it. Angad noticed Kripa and ran to her. By the time he reached she had drank a almost four shots.

When Angad turned her around she was completely intoxicated. She smiled at him, her eyes half closed. "Congrats Angad!" She said holding his hand out. "You won with Neha. You don't need me with you to win. I was wrong." She turned and picked up another glass but Angad took it away from her.

"Stop it Kripa."

"No!" She screamed. Now everyone turned and looked at them. "No!" She said a little softer. "I hate you Anagd Khanna! I hate you!" She pointed at him, and poked his arm. "I hate you!" She started crying now. Angad felt terrible seeing Kripa like this.

"Kripa, stop it." He whispered.

"I won't!" She yelled. "I won't." Angad grabbed her hand and dragged her out of the place. Like expected it was snowing out side, softly. Kripa pulled her hand back, in the empty parking lot. "Leave me Angad." She yelled. Angad rolled his eyes and walked back to her.

"Kripa, let's go home."

"No!" She said in a drunk voice. She took a step closer to Angad now and held him by his shirt. "I love you Angad!" She whispered to him. Angad looked into her eyes, she was drunk, but the softness of her eyes was still there. In her drunk state she was just saying and doing what she had been storing in herself for weeks now.

Kripa put both her arms around Angad's neck and kissed him. "I love you, but you don't love me, do you?" She ran her fingure up and down Angad's jacket buttons, "You hate me!" Angad nodded his head now. "You know Anagd, I have a song in my mind that matches me right now!"

"What?"

"Pyaar main dil pa maar de goli, lela meri jaan. Jaana jaha, mera ka bhi tera peeacha chooro na." She laughed as she put her head on Angad's chest. "I really love you Anagd." And she started crying now, "But you hate me. You hate me, you hate me!" She pulled away and tried to walk but Angad quickly caught her.

"Kripa, ghar chala." Kripa nodded as she put her arms around Angad again.

"Can you pick me up?" She said giggling. Angad smiled and picked her up in his arms.

"Lets go home my princess!"

"Lets go home my price!" She said as she kissed his neck.

Angad enterted the house as quite as possible. He took Kripa to the room and locked the door behind him. Kripa tried to walk, and then looked at the floor. "Aye, Angad. Why does the floor look like it's spiliting in half?" She rubbed her eyes and then looked again, "Ah, it is!"

Angad had a 'what the hell,' look on his face. Kirpa looked down again and laughed, "This is too cool!" Angad laughed now. Kripa turned around and walked back to Angad. Once again she put her arms around his neck. And then started crying.

"Kirpa? Why are you crying?" He asked worried.

"Because you hate me."

Angad hugged her, "No I don't." Kripa pulled away and smiled now.

"You don't?" She asked.

"No."

"Then you must love me?" Angad nodded his head. "Yippee," she yelled like a little kid now.

"Come on, lets go to sleep."

"No! I like it when you call me Princess!" She laughed. Angad picked her up and carried her to the bed, and put her down, and but the blanket over her face. But she pulled it back. "I can't sleep."

"Why not?"

"You didn't kiss your princess good night." She giggled again, "But I thought the princess woke up when the prince kissed her?" She laid in front of Anagd looking confused as she spoke, then she held his jacket and pulled him down. "I don't care. I want my kiss anyways." Angad looked at her, and her innocence. He kissed his forehead, and she put her finger on her cheek. Angad kissed her once more, then smiling she put her finger on her other cheek and Angad kissed her again. "Thank you my prince." Angad got up to leave when Kripa grabbed his hand and pulled her down. "Angad tum mujhko kabhi choor kar nahie jaoga na?" There was a sudden seriousness in her voice now.

"Never." Angad said.

"Even if I ever get drunk again?"

"Not even then."

"Do you love me?"

"I love you a lot Kripa. You're the best thing that ever happened to me. Now good night."

"No! One last thing."

"What is it?" He said caressing her forehead. There was a naughtiness in Kripa's eyes. All of a sudden there was a different glitter in her eyes, and a naught smiled spread her lips and she put her finger on Angad's lips. Angad knew this wasn't right as she wasn't in her senses. Angad stayed still and she pulled him down.

"You said you loved me."

"I do." Angad said kissing her forehead, "Go to sleep."

"No! I want my last kiss!" She said looking at him.

"Kripa, your really drunk." He said looking away.

"No I'm not. I love you." She turned his face again. "Hey Angad, I have one more song in mind right now."

"Which one." Angad had actually started to enjoy this now.

"Dilbar mere kab tak mujhe, aise hii tadapaaoge main aag dil men lagaa duungi vo, ke pal mein pighal jaaoge ek din aayegaa, pyaar ho jaayegaa." She laughed again.

"Your mad Kripa." He said, caressing her cheek.

"Thank you!" She said proud. "Now my kiss!"

"You know, ab mujhko ek gaana yaad aa raha hai."

Kripa laughed again, "Kuan Sa?"

"Aapka aakhon main kuch mehakaa hua sa raaz hai, aapsa bhi koobsurat aapka andas hai!" Kripa laughed as Angad sung. Angad bend down and kissed Kripa's lips. And she hugged him.

After she feel asleep, mumbling things, Angad kissed her softly again.

How long will it take for them to confess their love? Will be ever able to confess their love, or will they have to just dream about each other?

Neha

Sorry for not posting, as you might have read, my internet connection WAS DOWN!