Amor; the God - Part 1
'Once upon a time, there lived a girl in a big house, her eyes were beautiful, her lips dark and rouge-"
"What's rouge mummy?"
"It means red baby- shall i continue?"
"Yes mummy"
"Ok, she hard dark curls, she loved wearing anything she wanted, she was so beautiful that every man wanted to come and marry her. Actually every morning there used to be a line outside the castle, men all around the world waiting for marry her, but she no, she didn't she waited for someone special-"
"Did she find him mummy?"
"Well baby, you'll have to wait till tomorrow to find that out" she kissed the small girl onto her cheek, as she tucked her into bed, she pushed the strand of her hair into the back, while reaching to open the door, she glanced back at her daughter, who was now fast asleep, with a smile she walked downstairs.
The long green gown suited her black eyes, as she started to make her way towards her bedroom, when she saw the light from downstairs on, she shook her head slightly amused, while she walked downstairs, the stairs were large, there were fitted right in the middle of the house, as she made her way downstairs, she stopped at the end of the last step. She took in the sight in front of her; the TV switched on, to be exact it was on Tom and Jerry channel, and then the sofa in the middle, the dark blue rug on the floor with a coffee table on it, and on the coffee table laid a cup of hot chocolate and a dim glance of a pair of feet, both laced one on top of the other, she noticed the bottle of pink glossy nail vanish on the side of the table, and on top of the sofa were two soft hands, wrapped around each other, as the nail vanish was there, visible.
She signed. "I thought you'll be off sleeping"
Her voice filled the room, as the person legs were off the table, and in a swift glassy move, the person who was sitting down had her face turned towards her, her hair tied up in a messy bun, her light make up still there, her eyes huge and aware of the surrounding, while she stood in a pair of me to you pyjamas.
"I couldn't sleep aunt Tilda" the girl in front of tilda bowed her head down. "Has Jenny gone to sleep?"
Tilda nodded to her. "Ridhima" she signed, while the small girl in front of her looked up. "What's wrong?" tilda walked over towards the coffee table and sat on the sofa. "Come on ridhima... Talk" she patted the side of the sofa.
"Nothing's wrong Aunt Tilda" ridhima murmured in a soft whisper as she sat down beside her aunt.
Tilda looked at her niece, more like her cousin. Tilda was 30 and had a girl at about the age of 6, her husband died when he was at war, it was a very difficult time in their lives, and then it was ridhima who came and took care of tilda, leaving her own parents behind ridhima had took a big step to coming and living with her.
"You've never hidden anything from me riddi, you can't start hiding now" tilda said caressing ridhima hair, who gave in and put her head into tilda's lap.
Ridhima signed in agony, as she closed her eyes in sync with tilda's tapping. "What's love aunt tilda?" ridhima asked out of nowhere, she crossed her eyes towards
Tilda coughed. "Ridhima didn't we have 'The Talk' before?" she asked, a bit surprised with the outburst of her niece.
Ridhima giggled. "Yes aunt tilda, but what's love, how do you know when it happens to you?" she asked fascinated by the subject.
"Hmmm well, i guess you can't usually sleep at night.... His the only one you can think about, um, he is the only reason you smile day and night, well everyday in your dream it's only him surrounding you.
She looked at him in awe wondering what was right and wrong. "Aunt Tilda i' well'. Me I'm trying to well...-"
"Riddi what is it? Just tell me" tilda muttered slightly, as she brushed her fingers through ridhima's hair.
"This guy" ridhima said pressing her cheek closer to tilda's lap.
Tilda's eyebrows cocked up. "What guy?" her eyes were boring into ridhima's, who was trying to look anywhere but her aunt. "Something i don't know maybe riddi" she glared at her, those beady eyes circled with needless fire.
Ridhima blushed, her cheeks hot and flushed as she hit her face in her aunt's stomach, as she groaned. "Aunt Tilda don't look at me like that"
"Like what?" she said back innocently, when ridhima looked up to see her, tilda's eyes were wide open, on purpose, her pupils were both next to each other, ridhima laughed into tilda's stomach, her breath was caught up into the night gown, as tilda laughed along with her, her hands ruffling through ridhima's hair.
"I love you aunt tilda" ridhima whispered as she snuggled closer.
"As i love you baby" she murmured softly. "Now- about this boy-" ridhima laughed, seeing tilda was getting interested.
Ridhima's eyes sobered down, she looked up with a disturb face, her face snubbed with pain but then her eyes were boring with delight, anything but anticipation. Any sight of sacredness was faced with glint of confusion snaring its way through her face, her cheeks instantly flushed at some thought, the grim of blushed started to appear, starting from her neck and then turning her face crimson, needless of the fact that the room was pretty much composed but ridhima's both was trickling down with light pastures of sweat.
"Just tell me riddi"
She breathed in hard. "Armaan, Armaan Malik"
"Dr Raj and Nurse Simran's son" tilda face filled with disbelief, she knew the couple for a long time, and they were good friends.
"And one of my friends in my class" ridhima muttered, as tilda pulled ridhima's shoulders back and made her sit beside her.
Slowly turning towards her, tilda bucked her feet behind her. "What's going on riddi?" she asked curious. "I've known the Malik's since like ever, Raj and Simran are like my favourite doctors, and very good friends. And Armaan Malik; their son is very attractive but you guys talked every time, i didn't see any sparks"
Ridhima gave a humourless laugh. "Aunt Tilda, you should see us in Biology Class, nothing is innocent there. His nice, he always took care of me no matter what, whenever people picked on me, it was him who came to me, because of him i'm close to Muskaan, Anjali and Nikita, and i don't think there's any better friend then armaan" she signed at her aunt's face. "But today afternoon, right at the end of the day he asked me out, he wanted to try, he wants us just to try at first, and let me tell you i don't mind- seriously- i know that i'll always be safe with him, but dating? Is it the right thing?"
"Do you like him like him ridhima?"
Her face was left in shock, in confusion, for this first time ridhima gupta was lost, she had no words left to come out.
"I.... I don't know" her murmuring quivered through the room.
Tilda signed and pulled her into her hug. "You don't have to riddi, he just wants to try, if you don't feel comfortable with it, then you'll have to tell him that you want to stay are friends-"
"That's it aunt tilda, what if it does affect our friend? What if we become all awkward around each other?"
"That's for him to feel and you to realise riddi" she said, as ridhima covered her eyes with her palms. "If you never try you won't know if you succeeded or not" she tried to make it as easy as she could. "And your only 17 ridhima, he might be the one or you might have to go through a lot of them till you find the right one"
"I guess your right aunt tilda" ridhima's eye brows creased as she looked up from her palms.
Tilda shook her head and kissed ridhima's on the forehead. "Maybe your fillings would change dear, give the boy a chance" she said swiftly making her way up towards her room. "And off to bed right away, i know its Saturday tomorrow, but it makes no difference, off to bed young lady- You've got a date tomorrow" ridhima groaned at the sound of her words, and then the door was shut closed.
With her eyes shut, she pulled her legs into her chin, as she leaned back curling herself up properly into a nice neat crouch. She leaned her head back, putting the thoughts aside, turning around with a light movement the light of the room was off and she closed her eyes and went into a deep sleep.
"He did what?"
"No way"
"Really"
"She was quite upset last night"
"I know but my"
Anjali Sharma, the hottest girl from collage, light brown black her, her eyes dark, straight mute with deepness, stood beside her was Muskaan Chadha, the sweet innocent girl who wasn't much like that at all, the was talkative girl known to human and beside her was a short petite girl, her face filled with innocence but like the others, nothing is always what they seem like, she was feisty.
"Exactly, did you guys know about this?" tilda said coming with 4 cups of coffee.
Anjali shook her head. "Yes, she told us when we were walking back"
"I thought she would be happy"
"So did i Muskaan so do i" Nikki said quietly. "She must like him, i mean you have got to see them in class, they belong together"
Nikki slouched down into the chair, she was annoyed her face said it all. "What time is the date?"
"At 7 apparently" tilda said, as she watched the girls giving looks to each other. "And it's 11 and riddi hasn't even woken up yet"
"She doesn't want to go" Muskaan grimaced. "And he so likes her so much, poor armaan"
Anjali groaned, her eyes tamed with democracy. "We should give her a makeover" the girls stared at her. "For the date, if she likes it or not, armaan malik will be mesmerised"
"She'll agree to that?"
Anjali snorted. "Well tilda she'll just have to"
"Let's wake up the sleeping beauty" Muskaan shouted while tilda laughed at the girls.
They walked towards the living room, where ridhima was curled up from last night, her sloppy eyes closed, her lips creased in a straight pained line. Nikki sat opposite her on the coffee table, while Muskaan stood behind her and then Anjali sat on the edge of the sofa.
"Riddi?" Nikki shook her shoulder. "Ridhima?" she asked annoyed.
Muskaan pushed Nikki aside as she bent down reaching towards ridhima's ear. "WAKE UP YOU DUMMY" ridhima jumped up, her eyes bolded out with shock, her lips snarled at them as she realised, they sat there with an innocent face.
"WHAT?" she screamed back at them.
Muskaan pouted. "We just wanted to wake you up"
"Yes ridhima, we're sorry" Nikki said in a soothing voice.
Ridhima's face melted at the side of their sad faces, she herself knew she couldn't stay mad at them. "It's ok" she smiled, pulling the blanket which was laid on top of her, knowing it was surely tilda who did it.
"What are you guys doing here?" she sat back onto the sofa, covering the blanket over her shoulders.
Tilda walked in before the girls could say anything, nikki moved from the coffee table and sat on the far chair, tilda laid coffee and toast on the table.
"Gossip later girls, its 12 ridhima now, can you please brush your teeth it's stinks" tilda said holding her noise, while ridhima gasped and stood up in a stomp, walking towards the bathroom.
After a few minutes ridhima came out of her room, dressed in a pair of tracksuit top and bottoms, she tied her hair in a high pony tail. Her hair swinged from side to another, as ridhima ran down the stairs.
"Hmmm" ridhima said sipping the coffee, as the girls laughed.
"Ridhima" Anjali said questioningly. "Whatareyouwearingonthedatewitharmaan?" she with one breath, ridhima's eyes were in caution, her lips were pulled back.
"She meant, what will you be wearing on the date with armaan?" Nikki said rolling her eyes at Anjali.
Ridhima knew that she didn't want to talk about it, actually she didn't even want to go out, there were mix feelings when it came to armaan malik, he was the most hottest guy in collage and one of her closest friends, as much as she knew that she would love to go with him, but then if something doesn't work out then it affects their friendship.
"Hmm guys- i'm thinking of calling him and telling him that the date is off" ridhima face was lowered down, but when she did look up, her friends were staring at her like she was a different creature and her own aunt was there in disbelief.
"Are you mad ridhima?" Muskaan asked, her eyes bulging out.
Ridhima shook her head. "It won't work out"
"He just asked you out, he did ask you to get married to him, gosh ridhima" Nikki said annoyed by the fact, her face was fuming.
"Exactly riddi" tilda stepped it. "He wants to try it out, he doesn't want anything else"
Ridhima leaned her head back. "You think i should go out with him?" in unison all of them nodded, making ridhima groan. "Fine" ridhima said in defeat.
Anjali, Nikki, Muskaan and tilda smiled in victory.
"So i guess get-ridhima-dress-up is go" Anjali said clapping her hands.
Ridhima stared at them, her eyes boring into them. "Who said anything about dressing up?" ridhima moaned, as Muskaan grabbed one hand and then Nikki the other. "No, no, aunt tilda help, this is torture"
Ridhima stood in front of the mirror, she looked extremely beautiful. She touched the glass of the mirror, to make sure if it was her, she smiled at herself, would wearing all this lead armaan on, she wanted to look pretty but exquisite too.
"You look gorgeous" Nikki whispered to her.
"Armaan is going to be blown away" Anjali whispered into the other.
Ridhima smirked, her eyes lit up of thought of armaan staring at her, suddenly a blush started to appear of her, she lowered her head from seeing the crimson face in the mirror.
Muskaan whittled from the bed, as she had her hands on the back of her head. "Somebody's already dreaming of lover boy" ridhima gasped before the words were out of muskaan's mouth, and then the whole room had busted out laughing.
Suddenly a knock came at the door. "We're decent aunt tilda"
Tilda walked in, smiling at her, she was awe as she saw ridhima. "You look beautiful"
"Thank you" ridhima blushed.
Tilda looked at the girls. "There's 10 minutes till 7"
"What?" ridhima looked surprised? "You guys spend hours making me look good?"
"Oh but we did eat food, so about 5 hours" Anjali said laughing. "All for the good of love"
While they were laughing the doorbell outside rang, they all looked at each other and then at ridhima, who had her head lowered down, her blush was even more crimson then before. It was dark as raspberries (Got bored of cherries and apples lol).
"I'll get it" tilda said as the silence dragged. "Come down quickly"
Armaan Malik, one of the hottest guys ever, was standing at the front of the door waiting to see the girl who he had been crushing since ages, he stood there in a plain white shirt and a dark pair of jeans, the top of his buttons undone, her hair devilish as ever, his crooked smile waiting to see her. His friends; Rahul, atul and abhi, helped him for ages, picking up the right clothing, never had he ever been this confused ever in life, but he wanted to make a good impression on ridhima and her aunty, he knew tilda very well, she used to come over to their house every time, and he had been very close to her, cracking jokes, flirting, and tilda would be as nice as ever.
Slowly the door creaked open, and right in front of him stood tilda. "Hi armaan" she said sweetly to him.
"Hi tilda baby" he smiled as tilda laughed taking him in a hug. "Am i standing here the whole night or will i ever come in" he cracked another smile from her.
"Come in" tilda said as armaan walked in, he looked around to find ridhima, but no sight of her at all. "She's upstairs" tilda said sweetly, watching armaan blush.
Armaan tried to change the subject from his blush. "How's jenny?" he said asking about tilda's daughter.
"She's staying over her friend's house tonight, but she's good" tilda said as they were sitting down, armaan's eyes glued to the staircase. He was desperately waiting for her.
"So armaan" tilda said trying to hide her giggles. "Where you taking ridhima tonight?" those words made armaan blush even more.
"Wherever i take her, i hope she likes it" his fingers twisted around each other.
"I'm sure she will armaan" tilda looked at him sweetly.
Ridhima's Clothes
"What's going on?" Muskaan voice descended from the stairs, while armaan's eyes were glued, they were taken back, the glint of wanting increasing in his stomach, a light shiver ran down his spin, as he stiffened on his seat, slowly he moved aside as his angel came down, her white dress floated in the air, her hair left down, as they were brushed down at the sides, the slight make up of her face was enough to know that she was as beautiful as dove, her lips lush and deep, her throat drove him mad, exposed and creamy white, so disturbed and so angelic she was.
"Hmm armaan?" she called out to him, as he woke up startled, his lazy eyes followed the dim creature in front of him, those long slender legs, tip toeing it's way around the staircase, with every step another spark came through him, with every breath he heaved deeper, at the lush sight in front of him, when her sandals clicked together his fists on the hair stiffened.
"See what you like armaan?" he turned his eyes to Nikki's comment, as he blushed and stood up seeing ridhima turning completely red by the remark.
"I love it" armaan said his comment towards Nikki but his eyes locked with ridhima, as he saw the way her blush increased within seconds.
Tilda laughed, pulling both armaan and ridhima out of their thoughts. "I think it's time you two leave, it's getting late already" they nodded towards her, while armaan stared at ridhima and then the vice versa, it was really awkward but knowing that it would turn better.
Armaan coughed and walked towards ridhima, who was so nervous, she, bit her lip to control her actions "Ridhima" his eyes were comfy, as he put his hand out waiting for ridhima's reaction, as she stumbled with her thought and put her hand into his, the spark didn't go unnoticed by either of them, as he pulled her closer towards her, the immediate shivers ranked through ridhima's body.
"Shall we leave?" her petite voice was so welcoming, that he nodded in order to take her outside the door, as they turned back to give a last smile to the others, while they opened the door and were out into the cold heated air.
There are ONLY 2 parts for this Fic
It is a Mini, my last fic was meant to be 4 parts but changed to 10 partsđ
But this one is surely 2 parts
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