Pyaar Ka Pal:Update last prt pg 215 12/27 - Page 96

Kripa tossed on her bed all night, Kris sat on the bed unable to sleep as well and watched her toss. Kripa was Kris mother. Kris would spend most of the day with Kripa. Kripa actually couldn't wait till the time Kris called her Mom. Kripa crawled closer to Kripa and picked up her hand and started playing with it. Kripa smiled at the child and sat up taking him in her arms. "My jaan, what's wrong with you, why can't you go to sleep?" Kris stood up and then fell back into Kripa's lap. Then he turned and stood against Kripa holding her shoulders for support and then hugging her. Kripa smiled and hugged the little guy back when she found Anjali walk into the room and sit down on the bed next to Kripa. "Welcome Anjali! And please tell us why you can't sleep?"

Anjali laid back and pulled the sheets over her. "I'm really missing Shahid, stupid, idiot, he had to join the FBI, couldn't he pick something better." She wined.

Kripa giggled upon seeing her friend so restless.

"Anjali, it's only the matter of a few days, he will be back soon."

"Kripa, lets call them?!" Anjali asked picking the phone up.

"Go ahead." Kripa said putting Kris down in his crib. Anjali dialed Shahid's cell but it was off.

"It's off!" She complained.

"Then try Angad's cell." Kripa said sitting back down. Anjali browsed Kripa's phone and found Angad's number. It rings, and rings, and then Anagd picks up, worried to read Kripa's name at this time.

"Kripa? Is everything ok? Why are you calling so late at night?"

Anjali giggled hearing Angad so worried about Kirpa, "Angad, it's Anjali not Kirpa, and Kirpa is fine."

"Oh, Anjali. Why are you calling me at this time?" He asked yawning.

"Oh, I want to talk to Shahid, and his cell was off so Kripa asked me to call you. Can I talk to Shahid?"

Angad looked at Shahid next to him, sleeping like a little kid on his stomach, his mouth half open. "God knows how this guy became a FBI agent?" Angad sighed.

"Why?" Anjali asked.

"Um… let me tell you why. Hang up I'll send you a picture of him and then you can see why."

"Ok, bye." Anjali hung up and Angad took a picture of Shahid sleeping with a grin on his face, and send it to Anjali.

Anjali sat on the bed waiting for the picture. The phone rang and Anjali checked the message. She couldn't help but laugh at the picture. Kripa sat next to Anjali laughing with her at the picture. Anjali controlled her self and sat back. It was something she would keep for the rest of her life. Anjali didn't call Angad back because it was quite late there, and soon both Kripa and Anjali went to sleep as well.

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Next morning, Kripa was back to her normal routines. She went to the hospital, like always came home for lunch and then left again. When she came back in the evening no one was home and Anjali like always had an emergency operation so she wouldn't be home till late. Kripa sat down in the rich white color sofa and played the messages on her phone. The first one were by Dadi telling her she was at Aaliya's house with Kris, one was by Bua asking about everyone. One by Shahid asking about Anjali, and then one more by Shahid saying they are coming back tonight there flight lands at eight. Kripa checked her watch as the message finished. It was seven, she decided she would leave in about five minutes because she would find traffic on the highway for sure. And then the last message went something like this; Kripa, I just was to tell you that Angad's life is in danger, he will be, I will, attack him at the air port. Save him if you can. Kripa froze as she heard the message again and again, she checked her watch once again and rushed out the house and drove to the air port trying Angad's and Shahid's phone continuously, but no luck. Both phone were switched off. Kripa like expected found traffic on the high way. Kripa sat in the car impatiently, waiting for the cars to move. Finally when she reached the road she crossed many red lights and her speed was high enough to cause an accident anytime, but she reached the air port around seven fifty-five. She rushed into the air port and looked around but didn't find Angad or Shahid. She called Angad but he didn't pick up, she tried Shahid but he still didn't pick up. The announcement aired announcing the flight from New Zealand had just landed. Kripa waited there pacing for five minutes until she saw Angad and Shahid walk up, smiling laughing, hitting each other like little kids. Kripa stood there smiling, until she saw a man across her, behind Angad smiling wickedly. A gun pointing at Angad's back. Kripa was horrified. She ran to Angad. The man's finger moved to the trigger unlocking it. Kripa ran faster and pushed Angad out of the way and the bullet pressed into Kripa's arm. The air port went chaos, and people ran around, Shahid stopped the man and ran behind him, while Angad and Kripa stood face to face with everyone running around them. Kripa took a step closer to Angad and put her head on his chest, and passed out. Her arm bleeding, through her shirt. Angad touched her arm with his trembling hands, blood expanded on her hand, while Shahid ran back to them. "Angad what the hell are you doing? Take her to the hospital. Angad?" Angad came out of his state of shock and rushed Kripa to the hospital while Shahid rushed to the FBI headquarters.

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An hour later Angad sat in the hospital crying. Anjali was inside with Kripa. Angad hadn't informed Dadi yet because he knew she would have gotten tensed and Kris was with her, so he didn't want to hassle her. Shahid ran to Angad, who was sitting there still in quite a shock. "Angad how is Kripa?" Angad looked at Shahid with blood shot red eyes. Shahid put his hand on Angad's shoulder, and Angad hugged him crying uncontrollably. "She's going to be alright Angad, she's going to be fine."

"I don't want to loose her again," Angad cried, "I don't want to loose her."

"Your not going to loose her." Right then Anjali came out and Angad rushed to her.

"Kripa is fine Angad. Don't worry."

"Can I see her?"

"Yes, but she is still unconscious." Angad ran inside while Anjali walked to Shahid and they both hugged each other. "When are our problems going to end Shahid, when?"

"I don't know." He replied hugging her tighter.

Angad walked into the room as saw Kripa laying on the bed. Her arm bandaged. Angad sat down beside Kripa and just sat there looking at her. "Kripa, your in this condition because of me today. I'm sorry." He put his head down on the bed and berried his face in him arms and started to cry again. Soon he felt someone's hand settle on his arm, he looked up to see Kripa smiling at him weekly. She wiped his tears and parted her lips to speak, but Angad hushed her up before she could. "I'm sorry." he whispered to her. Kripa smiled with tears in her eyes. Kripa tried to sit up and Angad helped her without second thoughts.

"You don't have to be." She whispered back. "It's not your fault I'm here, it's my fault I didn't move fast enough and the bullet hit me." Angad couldn't believe Kripa was saying this. All he could do right now was hug her. And that's what he did, he put his arms around her and cried with her. Finally when they pulled apart they wiped each others tears, but Kripa hugged him again. "Why did this happed with us Angad? Why were we chosen out of all the people, why did our friendship get spoiled? Why did you leave me and go? Why did we share the relationship we did in the past months?" Angad pulled away and calmed her down and then sat beside her holding her hand.

"I guess it's a part of life!" He said putting one arm around Kripa. "Kripa, from the time we have known each other which is about eight, nine years now, I guess I've taken you for granted almost. But I didn't want to hurt you-"

"Angad why did you hide from me that you worked for the FBI?" Kripa asked cutting him off.

"I don't know. All I care about right now is that your fine, and that's all I care about. And all I want to hear from you is that your never going to put your life in danger for me, and we are never going to fight."

Kripa smiled as she hugged Angad once again. "Angad, I will do anything to protect you, but I can promise that we will never fight again!" Kripa whispered into his ear. Kripa's voice was captivating, the first words, I will do anything to protect you, the words made Angad's heartbeat quicken and slow down both at the same time. So caring, Angad confessed he was a fool, let himself hurt Kripa. Angad realized, Kripa didn't want Angad's love but what she wanted the most was the relationship they shared two years ago, everything from sweet to sour. The small fights, and the hugs after wards to make up for them. Angad only had one problem, Kripa intoxicated him when she was close to him, he just didn't know how he would control his emotions, he know they would over-flow today or tomorrow and ruin everything. "Angad, what are you thinking?" Kripa said snapping her fingers in front of his face.

"Nothing, Kripa take rest, I'll be right back."

"But will you be nice enough to tell me where you are going?" Kripa asked with a grin.

"I'm going to see when I can take you home." Angad lied, he just wanted to be away from Kripa for sometime.

"Ok."

Angad turned to leave, and he saw a grinning Shahid standing there. "Kripa I'm so happy this not-so-wonderful event took place." He said making his way to Kripa's side.

"The misunderstanding's between the two of you have been cleared, now I can sit back and watch you guys live happily." Kripa and Angad rolled their eyes.

"I'll be back Kripa, I've handled him enough for a full week, now you can do that!" Shahid turned to Kripa and put his arm around her.

"So, Mrs. Angad Khanna, how was the little love fest?" Shahid asked.

"Shahid, shut-up, he still doesn't love me. He just asked me for our old friendship back, that's all." Kripa sighed as she rested her head on Shahid's shoulder. "I can't wait till the day he opens his arms and tell me how much he loves me."

"Oh, he loves you alright. He's just scared to tell you."

"Why, will I eat him?" Kripa asked looking at him.

"Duh! You will eat him alive!" Shahid joked.

"Shut-up Shahid, and quit joking."

"So what are you going to do now Kripa?" Shahid asked.

"I'm going to wait and watch, actually, I'm going to make Angad fall in love with me!" Shahid looked at the wicked look on Kripa's face.

"How?" Shahid asked.

"Just wait and watch sweetheart." Kripa sighed and sat back, "But I'm going to take it easy, I want his friendship more than his love. I want him with me Shahid, I'm scared if I force him into anything he's going to hate me. I can't see hate for me in his eyes, if it's not love, it better not be hate either."

"Darling, don't worry. No matter how hard he tries, he can't hate you. Nor can he stay away from you and not love you. I challenge you, with in three months, he will tell you himself he loves you."

Kripa looked at Shahid, "Really?"

"Of course, after all It's Shahid saying this!"

"Of course, Shahid, my Shakespeare, my cook, and our cutest FBI agent."

"I'm the best!"

"Yes you are!" The two laughed, as Angad re-entered the scene confused to see the two so happy.

Will it be easier to confess there love to each other for Kripa and Angad. 😛

Neha