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ok guyz here is part 17, have fun:
She entered the kitchen lazily, only to find her father - in - law sitting inside the built in conservatory leisurely, reading the morning newspaper, she pursed her lips, feeling slightly conscious and nervous in his presence, her sensible mind telling her to go and check on him, as all daughter - in -laws do, she made her way towards him,
'unc..um papa do you want to eat something', ridhima asked interwining her fingers together,
Billy looked up from his newspaper and smiled at her,
'haaan i am really hungry', he got up from the couch and folded the newspaper neatly, keeping it aside,
'woahh', ridhima mumbled in amazement, she couldnt even believe armaan was his son, both are so opposite to each other, here he is caring about cleanliness and neatness when his
son doesnt even give a damn about any of this, she thought,
'kia hua', billy raised his eyebrows in question,
'em wo no..kuch nahi..aap ko safaee ka kitna khayal hai', she stumbled,
'haina...or mujhe pata hai aap mujhe or armaan ko compare karrahi ho', he chuckled, guessing from her actions,
'haaan..he is so dirty and filthy in his ways and app..', she stopped suddenly, biting her tongue, ridzi..u idiot, uske father ke saamne usse aisa kehna, paagal, kiya sochenge ab wo, she kicked herself mentally,
billy laughed deeply, 'hehe..why did you stop, mujhe pata hai sab', he went towards her and carressed her hair,
'main aapko kabse dekh raha hun bache agar hamare saamne ye pyaari si muskaan nahi aayegi to kahan jayegi, we are your family, aap yahan waise hi raho jaise apne ghar mein rehte the', he explained on a serious note,
ridhima's eyes went moist in bewilderment, she was touched by the amount of love her in - laws were showing her, she felt special because there are lots of unlucky girls out there who
dont get the perfect house and the perfect in laws, who dont treat them like their own,
she bent down and took his blessings, Billy smiled and patted her head,
'arre wah..itna emotional scene chal raha tha..haina bi', ananya and bi came inside the kitchen, after seeing the cute little interaction between the two,
'haan..ridhima tumhe pata hai billy ko hamesha se aik beti chahiye thi, wo saara pyaar shayad idhar nikal raha hai', ananya laughed heartily,
'bilkul..i thank god for giving me such a sweet daughter', he smiled, she lowered her gaze in gravity, that gloominess rushing back, main sirf aik daughter in law hun papa, aik wife nahi, she closed her eyes, abjected with the reality of the situation,
'haan bhayii ab kisi ko apne bache ka khayal hai ke nahi..usse bhi uthao..uska aaj first day hai programme ka, late hojayega', bi reminded everyone about the sleepy head, sleeping upstairs,
'haan ridhima beta jaa usse utha, ill do with the breakfast', ananya asked her and she nodded, heading to her room...
'armaaan', she carressed his hair, brushing away the fringe from his forehead, the way he slept with a big frown on his face, it made her giggle, he is such a kid, she sighed and moved towards the curtains to open them,
'armaaan utho bhi', she pushed open the windows, to let some air in the room,
he kept a pillow on his face, clutching his eyes tight with the bright light coming in from the windows,
She went back to the bed and snatched the pillow away from his hand,
'grrr..stop', he got up, startled, what the f**k, he rubbed his eyes and finally opened them, solely seeing the beautiful sight infront of him, she standing there, her hands folded against
her chest and she glaring at him for some reason,
'whaaat', he moaned, annoyed, i had ta see her first thing in the morning, gosh, why does she look so sexy in mornings,
'armaaaan, tumhe jaana hai, remember the doctoral programme, it was at 9 and now its quarter past 8, YOU ARE LATE', she informed, brooding over the timings he told her before
sleeping, in hullabaloo,
'realli..i dont', he peeked at the wall clock, only to be shocked, 'shit shit shit, omg why didnt ye wake me up', he took his phone in his hands, wondering why the alarm didnt ring,
'armaan godd this is no time to give out to your alarm, chalo utho', she took the phone from his hands and kept it away,
'yaa um', he god up immediately and went to the bathroom, while she just sniggered and went inside his wardrobe...
'k all set..you have all you need ya', she asked as both were coming down the stairs hurriedly,
'yup', he headed towards the door, but stopped seeing ridhima mumbling a quick bye to him,
he wanted to thank her, the way she got his clothes and everything ready within minutes, it all made everything so much easier, he just picked it all up, he didnt have to go through his
wardrobes and shelves and drawers to find his belongings, it was just there in her hands, which didn't waste time at all, he smiled, aa dudee she is yer friend..thank her man..f**k yer
mind, he moved towards her and hugged her, he kissed her cheek, she gasped and closed her eyes, inhaling his cologne,
'thanks', he mumbled and went out quickly, leaving a speechless ridhima behind, blushing away in enchantment...
'did ye talk ta rahul', anjali questioned, they both were walking out of the university, after a tiring start on leadership and management, she glanced at a lost muskaan beside her,
lost in some deep thoughts,
'hellllo', she kept a hand on her shoulder, shaking her a bit, interrupting her thoughts,
'huh..kiya were ye askin somethin', muskaan asked, muddled over her brief chat with rahul the previous night,
'yaaah..did ye talk to yer man', anjali joked, noticing her down mood,
'yes', she looked down, folding her hands, 'he confessed he likes me', she mumbled after a few seconds,
'WHAT', anjali stopped walking, surprised, how can they both like each other, they hate each other, they're always fightin, she widened her eyes,
'yes, he said he likes me', muskaan repeated, telling this to herself more, than to anjali,
'cut that crap..ye already told me dat, tell me everything that happened over there and when did you guyz talk in the first place', she took her hands in hers and both went to a nearby
cafe..
He glanced at a dolent rahul, sitting infront of him, 'duddee will ye bother to open dat shitty mouth of yers and tell us what happened', armaan moaned, extremely annoyed with him,
they had been sitting in a vacant lecture room from the past half an hour and still rahul wasnt saying anything,
'ya like say smethin man..i wanna go home', mike rolled his eyes at rahul, whats takin him so long,
'well em em i like muskaan', rahul muttered,
'YE WHAT', armaan jolted, but they cant even stand each other,
'jesus are ye fer real..you hate the chick', mike frowned, wanting to get all the facts,
'nooo man i've always liked her, she never talked ta me..dont know why, this was the only way i could get some kinda reaction from yer gal', rahul started pouring out his turmoil and solicitude,
'aaa mai godd', armaan mumbled, he seems like some lovestruck crazy cow, he gave a strange look to him,
'ya em tell us what happened yaah', mike kept a hand on rahul's shoulder, wanting to know,
'k seee after the little janet thing yesterday when we wer all dancin she bumped inta me and....', he started while the rest listened to him attentively...
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careful muskaan', he kept his hands on her shoulders to save her, they all were dancing showing their grooves and moves to eachother when she bumped into him,
'oh ya um thanks', she mumbled and rahul smiled,
'ye look se...i meant nice', he mumbled,
muskaan looked down, slightly smirking at his try to please her, thinking that maybe she hates all these words, he is sooo stupid, she chuckled,
'thanks, you look sexy too', she joked, trying to hem the awkward silence between them,
'oh ya', he looked down, kicking himself for acting like a weirdo infront of her, dudde this is the time, say all ye want, he gazed at her,
while she tucked her curly fringe behind her ear and lowered her gaze, her cheeks slightly glowing red, muski, this is the right time, you promised anji and for how long are you gonna
stay mad at him,
'em rahul wo', she shot her head up, hearing him call her name at the same time,
he, on an instant, caught her hand and took her outside with him, wanting to just confess that he likes her, wanting to atleast be friends with her, to break the ice between them,
'huh where we goin..where ye takin me..rahul', she objected only to be silenced by him, with his finger on her lips,
'just walk with me', he requested sofly, making her wheeze, he felt his heart buck a beat seeing her gorgeous face, he gazed down and distanced himself, moving ahead while she
followed his lead,
she looked around the alley they were in,
'muskaan...i've been wanting to talk to you from ages', he started walking, while she came next to him,
'me too rahul', she murmured, he smiled,
'its so weird innit..we never talk ta each other properly, i mean we're always upset or mad at one thing or the other', he started,
'its all becoz of that stupid joke rahul, just coz of that girl we all had to save you from', muskaan clutched her teeth in anger, remembering the slutty girl,
'exactly..we would've been so close ta each other if she wouldnt hav been in the picture', he groaned, but before he could register his words, muskaan stopped walking, grasping what
he said, he closed his eyes, recollecting them eventually,
'em no i mean', he began clearing his statement when she clutched his hands in hers, feeling a slightly new sensation stirring within her,
'um i know what ye mean', she smiled, he smiled back at her and both moved again, his hand still in hers,
raool, dude jus say it man, tell her that you like her, do it man, this is the time,
'i like you muzz', he confessed, listening to his heart,
she shot her head up in astonishment, 'rahul ye tum', she mumbled, only to be interrupted by him,
'yeah muskaan, ive always liked ye buh ye never talked to me, always gave me those dirty looks, as if m da filthiest man on the planet, he griped,
'rahul...', she widened her eyes, slightly offended, ye hai bura, i hate his habits, she frowned,
'what muskaan you treat me like a piece of junk, as if i dont deserve ta be yer friend, as if you are someone completely moral, he howled, spilling out all that pent up anger and emotions, he wanted to just take everything slowly, thats what he had in mind, but his inner turmoil was making it hard for him, he just wanted to say it all out, to have some kind of contentment,
'rahul you have problems too, you are dirty, you are senseless, you treat girls as a lump of shit', she raised her tone in irritation, yes she promised anjali that she would be friends with
him but he always ends up making her angry,
'see there we go again, muskaan we can never click with each other, its best if we part our ways', he kicked a stone and went away abruptly, leaving a hurt and distressed muskaan
behind...
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'then', anji asked, flabbergasted with those turn of events,
'den what yeaa i went home all by myself', muskaan kept a hand on her head, her eyes welling up,
'aww muzz', she hugged her, trying to calm her friend down, mumbling sweet friendly words in between,
'aaaa jesus christ man...raool ye should've kept yer calm man, why did ye just leave her all alone', armaan raised his eyebrows, keeping a hand on his gloomy friend's shoulder,
'so what did ye want me ta do..listen ta her shit', rahul stood up, annoyed with his friends, he was already frustrated and here they are accusing me of her sadness..jesus, he sighed,
'buh dude...you shuld've been a bit gentle in yer approach..muzz is A GIRL man, ye dont do that', mike explained,
he looked up, may be dey are right, he thought, he out of nowhere he did loose his calm, he should've been a bit gentle, the way she held his hand and looked at him, it all clearly told
him that she wanted to break the ice, to end their cold war, to be atleast friends with him, he could see something different in her eyes, aah man, he ran a hand through his hair,
'man try nd talk ta her sometime tomorrow', armaan adviced and got up, wanting to go home, understanding that his friend needs some time alone,
'yaa man..m real tired..dont know why', mike mumbled,
'dudee was there some chicka in yer bed last nite', armaan smacked his back, cracking a joke,
'naah ammy no ones lucky like yerself', he smirked clearly indicating towards ridhima,
his smiled faded away, godd the bird man, would love ta get in her sometime, he closed his eyes, thinking of the sight of her, lying naked beside him, what the f**k, ammy, he shook his head, disrupting his thoughts,
'aaa see already thinkin of tonite eh', mike snickered while armaan just kicked him...
He came inside the room and slumped himself on the bed, aah man, what a day, jesus, he closed his eyes and sighed, going back over the first few techniques he came across, gosh
man its only a matter of 20 days den ye'll be runnin the whole empire man, hope ye do gud,
She came out of the wardrobe, atlast, sab set hogaya, she sighed, moving in through the glass sliding doors and entering her room, she saw him on the bed and frowned, he's here,
'heya how was your day', she asked politely,
he opened her eyes, to see her approaching the bed, looking utterly sexy in that black ruffle bib tunic and white linen shorts, those freshly moisturized long legs glistening with the brightness, a tiger printed scarf tucked around her neck,
aaa gosh, she looks hot even in casuals, man,
'soo, how was the doctoral thing, you seem tired', she sat beside him on the bed,
'I am..i had a long day', he moaned, exhausted with the days events, the lecturer had taken nearly two hours to explain the first five advanced techniques in management, what a weirdo,
it shouldnt even take dat long, dumbshit, he concluded,
'aww..hate dat', she looked at him, wanting to just relax him, she could sense that by each passing day he is getting slightly under pressure, there was a lot happening with his life and
he wasnt getting time to think over them, she had a sudden urge to kiss him, tell him that she is there for him in every step he takes, tell him that she will always be with him, tell him that she'll support him,
he gazed at his beauty, sitting beside him, her elegant features skipped his beat, the way she tried to cheer him up the previous day not even knowing that she is the only reason of his disturbance and aggravation, he could easily understand how she wanted to just see him happy, she is a sweetheart man,
Her green eyes bored in his grey ones, he saw millions of similar emotions in her eyes yet they were so different to each other, he saw a bleakness, a dissappointment, a tenderness,
a dejection, whyy, why's she sad, he saw something unusual, a clearer version of the hope he sees everytime, a clearer version of that happiness he used to see, a clearer version of that
euphoria, something amorous, something new, something which bursted a bubble of happiness within him, he saw the contentment she felt in getting married to him, ya thats what she had in er mind all along, he remembered how she used to blush every now and then and does it even now, aaa,
He brushed the strands away from her forehead and tucked it behind her ear, making her close her eyes, giving in to what his heart says completely, wanting to stop questioning his
actions, he wanted to kiss her, kiss those luscious and exquisite lips again, to ponder his mouth all over her, to cosset her dainty hot skin, he tilted his head, moving his lips only
centimetres away from hers,
her heart pounded against her chest, she just wanted to give in now, her sweet breaths touching his lips, he captured her lower lip, slowly nipping it, caressing her waist,
she kept her hands around his neck, clutching the back of his silky soft hair, twisting her hand in them, arousing more passion within him, her mind stopped working, her heart shouted for love, he bit her upper lip, skimming her back, electrifying her senses, she was just about to open up when there was a sudden knock on the door, awakening both of them
subsequently, he parted away on an instant and ran a hand through his messed up hair,
she opened her eyes, gagging for breath, the sudden undo in the kiss had choked her throat,
he subsided his heavy breaths and went towards the door, extremely annoyed with the disturbance, his mind continuously kicking him, beating him for getting close to her,
'sir your father is calling you and your wife downstairs, sorry for the interruption', the butler went downstairs, after passing his message forward,
he shut the door, aaa man, now how are we goin to even talk ta each other, shit dude, pull up yer f**kin gear, you shit, aaa god, dudee dont blame yerself, its her fault as well, she gave
in, if she's such an innocent babe, then she wouldnt have kissed ye ammy, she would've backed out, yes, thats rite man, the chick aint so good,
he turned around to see her still smothering, godd, he rolled his eyes and went towards her, he kept a hand on her back and gently rubbed it,
'are ye ok', he asked, trying to abate her heavy breaths, unaware of the fact that his soothing touch is the main cause of her eupnea,
'em ya..just', she stuttered and pointed towards the door, trying to tell him that the interruption did it all, her cheeks radiating with the blush,
'aaann, k lets go, daa is callin us', he smirked at her shyness and took her downstairs...
'armaan bache how was your first day', billy patted his son's back,
'good daa but the lecturer ruined everythin, seriously like da man wasted his two hours explainin the same thing again and again, goshh', he made a weird face thinking about the nerdy lecturer,
'armaan they have to make everything clear for students, ab end mein jo examination hoga, usme ye tumhara wasted time hee kaam aayega', ananya tapped his cheek,
'aaah', he sighed and lied his head in bi's lap, making the rest smile,
'so ridhima did you sight see anywhere in boston', billy asked, but frowned on getting no response,
'ridhiiima', armaan helped his dad, noticing her staring into a space, in some deep thoughts, the glow that she had on her face fading away, 'ridhimaaaa', he called once again, he could
bet she was thinking about their kiss upstairs, he felt his heart warming up at the thought of that kiss, aaa mai god ammy,
here, she was indeed, lost in the scene that took place upstairs in their room, their eyelock, their kiss, the way his lips nibbled hers, the way he caressed her waist, it made her loose all
her senses, per ridzi usse to tujhse door rehna hai na..ab tou samajh, kyun jhooti hopes mein jee rahi hai, per wo mere paas kyun aata hai phir, her chain of thoughts were interrupted
by someone calling her name,
'huh..sorry i was just', ridhima mumbled,
'no bache its ok...i was just asking if you went somewhere in boston for sight seeing', billy asked once again,
'yeah..um we went to the blackstone valley and wrentham', ridhima smiled, kicking herself for loosing her attention,
'oh haan blackstone is just beautiful', billy commented,
'arre why dont you guyz go off on a little honeymoon in miami, ridhima its gorgeous', ananya suggested, she wanted to give them both sometime alone after that long rushed indian trip and marriage,
ridhima shot her head up, while armaan flinched up from bi's lap,
'mummm, i have this big career startin..we cant go..and and we jst had our holiday..no no', armaan tried to think of excuses, he just couldnt go with her to MIAMI, thats the place for
havin da perfect honeymoon and all that crap, no daa ye aint doin that, seein the chick on the beaches, its goin to be freakin hard, he thought,
'armaan shut up mujhe pata hai ke wo tumhare liye to bilkul bhi holiday nahi tha', ananya slapped his arm in anger, why is he always moaning about everything, pata nahi kiya hogaya
hai isse, she wondered,
Ridhima discerned that he tried to make excuses, cmon ridhima, wo maanega kia, he takes you as a friend only, so help him, she gazed down in disappointment,
'haan mumma, main abi to aayi hun itne lambe journey se, i wouldnt be able to go, phir kabhi..plz..or maine abhi pura boston bhi nahi dekha', she kept a hand on ananya's shoulder,
looking at armaan slashing his dimpled smile to her, he blinked his eyes in gratitude, she is soo understanding man, i didnt even have ta go upto her and say it all out, wat a chick man,
he was staggered, how can one be so generous man, she is just so different, he sighed,
ananya beholded the latter standing infront of her, staring at eachother, a small smile playing on their faces, looking very much in love, jab aik doosre se itna pyaar karte hai, to holiday
pe kyun nahi jaa rahe. she frowned,
'acha i guess it should be done sometime else in the future then', she muttered, making a face, while armaan exhaled in relief, disregardful of the embittered ridhima, failing to apprehend her once again...
'NIKKKKI, oh god i am missing you sooo much', a lone tear skipped her eye, she was missing her friend, her best friend, nikki, she needed her, yes her in laws were loving and caring, yes she had awesome girl mates like anjali and muskaan but still they werent the people with whom she lived all her life, with whom, she could share that familiar feeling, with whom,
she could share those secrets, her problems, her emotions, her turmoil, she wanted to just cry her heart out, pour out all those feelings,
'ridzi..kiya hua sab theek hai na', nikki scowled over the phone, worried about her ridzi, she missed her too, heck she had been crying from the past half an hour, until abhi came and
dialled the mallik's number in frustration,
'haan...i just miss you guyz so much', she looked up at the sky, wiping her tears away,
'ohh sweety...we miss you too..pata hai tere jaane ke baad padma aunty bohut royi thi, bichara atul, usne aunty ko cheer karne ke liye kia kia nahi kiya, mum bata rahi thi ke ghar bohut soona hogaya hai ab sab chale gaye hai to', nikki moaned in sadness,
'oh nikki please mum ko dekhlena haan, she is just', ridhima tucked her fringe, slightly on edge in her worries,
'ridzi hum sab hai tu kiya hamesha mummy mummy karti rehti hai...wo chor bata armaan kaisa hai', nikki asked,
'hmm acha hai, khush hai, finally back in states you know', ridhima relaxed herself on the cosy armchair in the balcony, resting her head on the sprung base, her feets put up at the
wooden footstool,
'aur teri married life, hows that goin', nikki asked, teasingly,
ridhima closed her eyes, she knew it was going to come up, nikki how i do i tell you about my so called marriage, how do i tell you that my life has just become one of those play shows that people put up, ke main apni apni shaadi ki ussi raat haar gayi thi, ke hum dono ki koi bhi kiss, koi bhi hug, kisi bhi kisam ki kareebi usse influence nahi karti, she thought,
'kia hua bolna', nikki raised her eyebrows, her voice rattled her out of her thoughts, she opened her eyes and sat up, only to see armaan entering in the balcony,
'ye armaan se baath kar', she passed the phone to him, wanting to get away from the question,
he smiled and took it,
'hey baby..how we doin', he chuckled, imagining her fumed up face,
'armaan ke bache mera peecha chor de, main kabki abhi ki hogayi wo bhi infront of your two big big eyes', nikki mumbled,
'aaa noo m serious tell us hows yer bed doin, it must be broken ba now..eh', he joked, annoying her,
ridhima slapped his arm, 'armaan',
'you idiot, aah bye', nikki hung up, shaking her head at her little stupid friend,
'you are crazy you know', ridhima folded her arms against her chest,
'wattt i was only messing with er', armaan reasoned,
'ya and you are crazy to mess around like this mr armaan', she mumbled,
'aaaa so our gal doesnt like dirty jokes eh', he smirked at her,
'nooo..bilkul nahi dey are annoying but they can be funny too well sometimes, not all the time', she contradicted herself,
'ahan..self contradictory riddhu', he retorted using the name 'riddhu', out of nowhere, she gazed at him seriously, feeling some sort of bliss, it has been ages, since he has called me
that,
'hehee..i just called ye riddhu..so riddhu', he chuckled, she pursed her lips in irritation,
'armaan tum phir shuru hogaye..aaghhh', she stomped her foot on the ground and went inside,
'haha no ridhima aaa cmon why'd ye always get angry at dis', he went behind her,
'coz THIS IS annoying', she groused,
'exactly', he said, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world,
her glance went towards the sunset, wowww she mumbled and touched the glass of the french windows, as if touching the gitting sun,
he sniggled seeing her, the chick truly loved nature, he thought, making out of her fondness,
'armaaan can we go on a walk pleeeasee', she pleaded,
he sighed, aa man, he gaped at her beatific face, man ye have ta thank her, she did lots fer you today plus the kiss man, aaa wild, his mind went back to how smoothly she dandled his
hair during their almost-a- kiss,
'alrite..lets go', he carped, giving in, feeling the need to express friendliness and tenderness,
'thankyou', she beamed in zest while he just smiled and kept his arm around her lower back,
their heart raced for beats, they both looked at each other for a mere second but breaking the gaze away, both headed to have a relaxing time out in the cool summer afternoon...
ok guyz that was part 17, hope ye'll like it, i wanna say that please be patient with armaan's feelings, just give em time yaah, lol, no but analyse the part and i bet ya you'll see
something different everytime, k dont forget to comment/criticise, hope ye had a fun time, part 18 will be out sooon...!!!
PART 17
She entered the kitchen lazily, only to find her father - in - law sitting inside the built in conservatory leisurely, reading the morning newspaper, she pursed her lips, feeling slightly conscious and nervous in his presence, her sensible mind telling her to go and check on him, as all daughter - in -laws do, she made her way towards him,
'unc..um papa do you want to eat something', ridhima asked interwining her fingers together,
Billy looked up from his newspaper and smiled at her,
'haaan i am really hungry', he got up from the couch and folded the newspaper neatly, keeping it aside,
'woahh', ridhima mumbled in amazement, she couldnt even believe armaan was his son, both are so opposite to each other, here he is caring about cleanliness and neatness when his
son doesnt even give a damn about any of this, she thought,
'kia hua', billy raised his eyebrows in question,
'em wo no..kuch nahi..aap ko safaee ka kitna khayal hai', she stumbled,
'haina...or mujhe pata hai aap mujhe or armaan ko compare karrahi ho', he chuckled, guessing from her actions,
'haaan..he is so dirty and filthy in his ways and app..', she stopped suddenly, biting her tongue, ridzi..u idiot, uske father ke saamne usse aisa kehna, paagal, kiya sochenge ab wo, she kicked herself mentally,
billy laughed deeply, 'hehe..why did you stop, mujhe pata hai sab', he went towards her and carressed her hair,
'main aapko kabse dekh raha hun bache agar hamare saamne ye pyaari si muskaan nahi aayegi to kahan jayegi, we are your family, aap yahan waise hi raho jaise apne ghar mein rehte the', he explained on a serious note,
ridhima's eyes went moist in bewilderment, she was touched by the amount of love her in - laws were showing her, she felt special because there are lots of unlucky girls out there who
dont get the perfect house and the perfect in laws, who dont treat them like their own,
she bent down and took his blessings, Billy smiled and patted her head,
'arre wah..itna emotional scene chal raha tha..haina bi', ananya and bi came inside the kitchen, after seeing the cute little interaction between the two,
'haan..ridhima tumhe pata hai billy ko hamesha se aik beti chahiye thi, wo saara pyaar shayad idhar nikal raha hai', ananya laughed heartily,
'bilkul..i thank god for giving me such a sweet daughter', he smiled, she lowered her gaze in gravity, that gloominess rushing back, main sirf aik daughter in law hun papa, aik wife nahi, she closed her eyes, abjected with the reality of the situation,
'haan bhayii ab kisi ko apne bache ka khayal hai ke nahi..usse bhi uthao..uska aaj first day hai programme ka, late hojayega', bi reminded everyone about the sleepy head, sleeping upstairs,
'haan ridhima beta jaa usse utha, ill do with the breakfast', ananya asked her and she nodded, heading to her room...
'armaaan', she carressed his hair, brushing away the fringe from his forehead, the way he slept with a big frown on his face, it made her giggle, he is such a kid, she sighed and moved towards the curtains to open them,
'armaaan utho bhi', she pushed open the windows, to let some air in the room,
he kept a pillow on his face, clutching his eyes tight with the bright light coming in from the windows,
She went back to the bed and snatched the pillow away from his hand,
'grrr..stop', he got up, startled, what the f**k, he rubbed his eyes and finally opened them, solely seeing the beautiful sight infront of him, she standing there, her hands folded against
her chest and she glaring at him for some reason,
'whaaat', he moaned, annoyed, i had ta see her first thing in the morning, gosh, why does she look so sexy in mornings,
'armaaaan, tumhe jaana hai, remember the doctoral programme, it was at 9 and now its quarter past 8, YOU ARE LATE', she informed, brooding over the timings he told her before
sleeping, in hullabaloo,
'realli..i dont', he peeked at the wall clock, only to be shocked, 'shit shit shit, omg why didnt ye wake me up', he took his phone in his hands, wondering why the alarm didnt ring,
'armaan godd this is no time to give out to your alarm, chalo utho', she took the phone from his hands and kept it away,
'yaa um', he god up immediately and went to the bathroom, while she just sniggered and went inside his wardrobe...
'k all set..you have all you need ya', she asked as both were coming down the stairs hurriedly,
'yup', he headed towards the door, but stopped seeing ridhima mumbling a quick bye to him,
he wanted to thank her, the way she got his clothes and everything ready within minutes, it all made everything so much easier, he just picked it all up, he didnt have to go through his
wardrobes and shelves and drawers to find his belongings, it was just there in her hands, which didn't waste time at all, he smiled, aa dudee she is yer friend..thank her man..f**k yer
mind, he moved towards her and hugged her, he kissed her cheek, she gasped and closed her eyes, inhaling his cologne,
'thanks', he mumbled and went out quickly, leaving a speechless ridhima behind, blushing away in enchantment...
'did ye talk ta rahul', anjali questioned, they both were walking out of the university, after a tiring start on leadership and management, she glanced at a lost muskaan beside her,
lost in some deep thoughts,
'hellllo', she kept a hand on her shoulder, shaking her a bit, interrupting her thoughts,
'huh..kiya were ye askin somethin', muskaan asked, muddled over her brief chat with rahul the previous night,
'yaaah..did ye talk to yer man', anjali joked, noticing her down mood,
'yes', she looked down, folding her hands, 'he confessed he likes me', she mumbled after a few seconds,
'WHAT', anjali stopped walking, surprised, how can they both like each other, they hate each other, they're always fightin, she widened her eyes,
'yes, he said he likes me', muskaan repeated, telling this to herself more, than to anjali,
'cut that crap..ye already told me dat, tell me everything that happened over there and when did you guyz talk in the first place', she took her hands in hers and both went to a nearby
cafe..
He glanced at a dolent rahul, sitting infront of him, 'duddee will ye bother to open dat shitty mouth of yers and tell us what happened', armaan moaned, extremely annoyed with him,
they had been sitting in a vacant lecture room from the past half an hour and still rahul wasnt saying anything,
'ya like say smethin man..i wanna go home', mike rolled his eyes at rahul, whats takin him so long,
'well em em i like muskaan', rahul muttered,
'YE WHAT', armaan jolted, but they cant even stand each other,
'jesus are ye fer real..you hate the chick', mike frowned, wanting to get all the facts,
'nooo man i've always liked her, she never talked ta me..dont know why, this was the only way i could get some kinda reaction from yer gal', rahul started pouring out his turmoil and solicitude,
'aaa mai godd', armaan mumbled, he seems like some lovestruck crazy cow, he gave a strange look to him,
'ya em tell us what happened yaah', mike kept a hand on rahul's shoulder, wanting to know,
'k seee after the little janet thing yesterday when we wer all dancin she bumped inta me and....', he started while the rest listened to him attentively...
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careful muskaan', he kept his hands on her shoulders to save her, they all were dancing showing their grooves and moves to eachother when she bumped into him,
'oh ya um thanks', she mumbled and rahul smiled,
'ye look se...i meant nice', he mumbled,
muskaan looked down, slightly smirking at his try to please her, thinking that maybe she hates all these words, he is sooo stupid, she chuckled,
'thanks, you look sexy too', she joked, trying to hem the awkward silence between them,
'oh ya', he looked down, kicking himself for acting like a weirdo infront of her, dudde this is the time, say all ye want, he gazed at her,
while she tucked her curly fringe behind her ear and lowered her gaze, her cheeks slightly glowing red, muski, this is the right time, you promised anji and for how long are you gonna
stay mad at him,
'em rahul wo', she shot her head up, hearing him call her name at the same time,
he, on an instant, caught her hand and took her outside with him, wanting to just confess that he likes her, wanting to atleast be friends with her, to break the ice between them,
'huh where we goin..where ye takin me..rahul', she objected only to be silenced by him, with his finger on her lips,
'just walk with me', he requested sofly, making her wheeze, he felt his heart buck a beat seeing her gorgeous face, he gazed down and distanced himself, moving ahead while she
followed his lead,
she looked around the alley they were in,
'muskaan...i've been wanting to talk to you from ages', he started walking, while she came next to him,
'me too rahul', she murmured, he smiled,
'its so weird innit..we never talk ta each other properly, i mean we're always upset or mad at one thing or the other', he started,
'its all becoz of that stupid joke rahul, just coz of that girl we all had to save you from', muskaan clutched her teeth in anger, remembering the slutty girl,
'exactly..we would've been so close ta each other if she wouldnt hav been in the picture', he groaned, but before he could register his words, muskaan stopped walking, grasping what
he said, he closed his eyes, recollecting them eventually,
'em no i mean', he began clearing his statement when she clutched his hands in hers, feeling a slightly new sensation stirring within her,
'um i know what ye mean', she smiled, he smiled back at her and both moved again, his hand still in hers,
raool, dude jus say it man, tell her that you like her, do it man, this is the time,
'i like you muzz', he confessed, listening to his heart,
she shot her head up in astonishment, 'rahul ye tum', she mumbled, only to be interrupted by him,
'yeah muskaan, ive always liked ye buh ye never talked to me, always gave me those dirty looks, as if m da filthiest man on the planet, he griped,
'rahul...', she widened her eyes, slightly offended, ye hai bura, i hate his habits, she frowned,
'what muskaan you treat me like a piece of junk, as if i dont deserve ta be yer friend, as if you are someone completely moral, he howled, spilling out all that pent up anger and emotions, he wanted to just take everything slowly, thats what he had in mind, but his inner turmoil was making it hard for him, he just wanted to say it all out, to have some kind of contentment,
'rahul you have problems too, you are dirty, you are senseless, you treat girls as a lump of shit', she raised her tone in irritation, yes she promised anjali that she would be friends with
him but he always ends up making her angry,
'see there we go again, muskaan we can never click with each other, its best if we part our ways', he kicked a stone and went away abruptly, leaving a hurt and distressed muskaan
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'then', anji asked, flabbergasted with those turn of events,
'den what yeaa i went home all by myself', muskaan kept a hand on her head, her eyes welling up,
'aww muzz', she hugged her, trying to calm her friend down, mumbling sweet friendly words in between,
'aaaa jesus christ man...raool ye should've kept yer calm man, why did ye just leave her all alone', armaan raised his eyebrows, keeping a hand on his gloomy friend's shoulder,
'so what did ye want me ta do..listen ta her shit', rahul stood up, annoyed with his friends, he was already frustrated and here they are accusing me of her sadness..jesus, he sighed,
'buh dude...you shuld've been a bit gentle in yer approach..muzz is A GIRL man, ye dont do that', mike explained,
he looked up, may be dey are right, he thought, he out of nowhere he did loose his calm, he should've been a bit gentle, the way she held his hand and looked at him, it all clearly told
him that she wanted to break the ice, to end their cold war, to be atleast friends with him, he could see something different in her eyes, aah man, he ran a hand through his hair,
'man try nd talk ta her sometime tomorrow', armaan adviced and got up, wanting to go home, understanding that his friend needs some time alone,
'yaa man..m real tired..dont know why', mike mumbled,
'dudee was there some chicka in yer bed last nite', armaan smacked his back, cracking a joke,
'naah ammy no ones lucky like yerself', he smirked clearly indicating towards ridhima,
his smiled faded away, godd the bird man, would love ta get in her sometime, he closed his eyes, thinking of the sight of her, lying naked beside him, what the f**k, ammy, he shook his head, disrupting his thoughts,
'aaa see already thinkin of tonite eh', mike snickered while armaan just kicked him...
He came inside the room and slumped himself on the bed, aah man, what a day, jesus, he closed his eyes and sighed, going back over the first few techniques he came across, gosh
man its only a matter of 20 days den ye'll be runnin the whole empire man, hope ye do gud,
She came out of the wardrobe, atlast, sab set hogaya, she sighed, moving in through the glass sliding doors and entering her room, she saw him on the bed and frowned, he's here,
'heya how was your day', she asked politely,
he opened her eyes, to see her approaching the bed, looking utterly sexy in that black ruffle bib tunic and white linen shorts, those freshly moisturized long legs glistening with the brightness, a tiger printed scarf tucked around her neck,
aaa gosh, she looks hot even in casuals, man,
'soo, how was the doctoral thing, you seem tired', she sat beside him on the bed,
'I am..i had a long day', he moaned, exhausted with the days events, the lecturer had taken nearly two hours to explain the first five advanced techniques in management, what a weirdo,
it shouldnt even take dat long, dumbshit, he concluded,
'aww..hate dat', she looked at him, wanting to just relax him, she could sense that by each passing day he is getting slightly under pressure, there was a lot happening with his life and
he wasnt getting time to think over them, she had a sudden urge to kiss him, tell him that she is there for him in every step he takes, tell him that she will always be with him, tell him that she'll support him,
he gazed at his beauty, sitting beside him, her elegant features skipped his beat, the way she tried to cheer him up the previous day not even knowing that she is the only reason of his disturbance and aggravation, he could easily understand how she wanted to just see him happy, she is a sweetheart man,
Her green eyes bored in his grey ones, he saw millions of similar emotions in her eyes yet they were so different to each other, he saw a bleakness, a dissappointment, a tenderness,
a dejection, whyy, why's she sad, he saw something unusual, a clearer version of the hope he sees everytime, a clearer version of that happiness he used to see, a clearer version of that
euphoria, something amorous, something new, something which bursted a bubble of happiness within him, he saw the contentment she felt in getting married to him, ya thats what she had in er mind all along, he remembered how she used to blush every now and then and does it even now, aaa,
He brushed the strands away from her forehead and tucked it behind her ear, making her close her eyes, giving in to what his heart says completely, wanting to stop questioning his
actions, he wanted to kiss her, kiss those luscious and exquisite lips again, to ponder his mouth all over her, to cosset her dainty hot skin, he tilted his head, moving his lips only
centimetres away from hers,
her heart pounded against her chest, she just wanted to give in now, her sweet breaths touching his lips, he captured her lower lip, slowly nipping it, caressing her waist,
she kept her hands around his neck, clutching the back of his silky soft hair, twisting her hand in them, arousing more passion within him, her mind stopped working, her heart shouted for love, he bit her upper lip, skimming her back, electrifying her senses, she was just about to open up when there was a sudden knock on the door, awakening both of them
subsequently, he parted away on an instant and ran a hand through his messed up hair,
she opened her eyes, gagging for breath, the sudden undo in the kiss had choked her throat,
he subsided his heavy breaths and went towards the door, extremely annoyed with the disturbance, his mind continuously kicking him, beating him for getting close to her,
'sir your father is calling you and your wife downstairs, sorry for the interruption', the butler went downstairs, after passing his message forward,
he shut the door, aaa man, now how are we goin to even talk ta each other, shit dude, pull up yer f**kin gear, you shit, aaa god, dudee dont blame yerself, its her fault as well, she gave
in, if she's such an innocent babe, then she wouldnt have kissed ye ammy, she would've backed out, yes, thats rite man, the chick aint so good,
he turned around to see her still smothering, godd, he rolled his eyes and went towards her, he kept a hand on her back and gently rubbed it,
'are ye ok', he asked, trying to abate her heavy breaths, unaware of the fact that his soothing touch is the main cause of her eupnea,
'em ya..just', she stuttered and pointed towards the door, trying to tell him that the interruption did it all, her cheeks radiating with the blush,
'aaann, k lets go, daa is callin us', he smirked at her shyness and took her downstairs...
'armaan bache how was your first day', billy patted his son's back,
'good daa but the lecturer ruined everythin, seriously like da man wasted his two hours explainin the same thing again and again, goshh', he made a weird face thinking about the nerdy lecturer,
'armaan they have to make everything clear for students, ab end mein jo examination hoga, usme ye tumhara wasted time hee kaam aayega', ananya tapped his cheek,
'aaah', he sighed and lied his head in bi's lap, making the rest smile,
'so ridhima did you sight see anywhere in boston', billy asked, but frowned on getting no response,
'ridhiiima', armaan helped his dad, noticing her staring into a space, in some deep thoughts, the glow that she had on her face fading away, 'ridhimaaaa', he called once again, he could
bet she was thinking about their kiss upstairs, he felt his heart warming up at the thought of that kiss, aaa mai god ammy,
here, she was indeed, lost in the scene that took place upstairs in their room, their eyelock, their kiss, the way his lips nibbled hers, the way he caressed her waist, it made her loose all
her senses, per ridzi usse to tujhse door rehna hai na..ab tou samajh, kyun jhooti hopes mein jee rahi hai, per wo mere paas kyun aata hai phir, her chain of thoughts were interrupted
by someone calling her name,
'huh..sorry i was just', ridhima mumbled,
'no bache its ok...i was just asking if you went somewhere in boston for sight seeing', billy asked once again,
'yeah..um we went to the blackstone valley and wrentham', ridhima smiled, kicking herself for loosing her attention,
'oh haan blackstone is just beautiful', billy commented,
'arre why dont you guyz go off on a little honeymoon in miami, ridhima its gorgeous', ananya suggested, she wanted to give them both sometime alone after that long rushed indian trip and marriage,
ridhima shot her head up, while armaan flinched up from bi's lap,
'mummm, i have this big career startin..we cant go..and and we jst had our holiday..no no', armaan tried to think of excuses, he just couldnt go with her to MIAMI, thats the place for
havin da perfect honeymoon and all that crap, no daa ye aint doin that, seein the chick on the beaches, its goin to be freakin hard, he thought,
'armaan shut up mujhe pata hai ke wo tumhare liye to bilkul bhi holiday nahi tha', ananya slapped his arm in anger, why is he always moaning about everything, pata nahi kiya hogaya
hai isse, she wondered,
Ridhima discerned that he tried to make excuses, cmon ridhima, wo maanega kia, he takes you as a friend only, so help him, she gazed down in disappointment,
'haan mumma, main abi to aayi hun itne lambe journey se, i wouldnt be able to go, phir kabhi..plz..or maine abhi pura boston bhi nahi dekha', she kept a hand on ananya's shoulder,
looking at armaan slashing his dimpled smile to her, he blinked his eyes in gratitude, she is soo understanding man, i didnt even have ta go upto her and say it all out, wat a chick man,
he was staggered, how can one be so generous man, she is just so different, he sighed,
ananya beholded the latter standing infront of her, staring at eachother, a small smile playing on their faces, looking very much in love, jab aik doosre se itna pyaar karte hai, to holiday
pe kyun nahi jaa rahe. she frowned,
'acha i guess it should be done sometime else in the future then', she muttered, making a face, while armaan exhaled in relief, disregardful of the embittered ridhima, failing to apprehend her once again...
'NIKKKKI, oh god i am missing you sooo much', a lone tear skipped her eye, she was missing her friend, her best friend, nikki, she needed her, yes her in laws were loving and caring, yes she had awesome girl mates like anjali and muskaan but still they werent the people with whom she lived all her life, with whom, she could share that familiar feeling, with whom,
she could share those secrets, her problems, her emotions, her turmoil, she wanted to just cry her heart out, pour out all those feelings,
'ridzi..kiya hua sab theek hai na', nikki scowled over the phone, worried about her ridzi, she missed her too, heck she had been crying from the past half an hour, until abhi came and
dialled the mallik's number in frustration,
'haan...i just miss you guyz so much', she looked up at the sky, wiping her tears away,
'ohh sweety...we miss you too..pata hai tere jaane ke baad padma aunty bohut royi thi, bichara atul, usne aunty ko cheer karne ke liye kia kia nahi kiya, mum bata rahi thi ke ghar bohut soona hogaya hai ab sab chale gaye hai to', nikki moaned in sadness,
'oh nikki please mum ko dekhlena haan, she is just', ridhima tucked her fringe, slightly on edge in her worries,
'ridzi hum sab hai tu kiya hamesha mummy mummy karti rehti hai...wo chor bata armaan kaisa hai', nikki asked,
'hmm acha hai, khush hai, finally back in states you know', ridhima relaxed herself on the cosy armchair in the balcony, resting her head on the sprung base, her feets put up at the
wooden footstool,
'aur teri married life, hows that goin', nikki asked, teasingly,
ridhima closed her eyes, she knew it was going to come up, nikki how i do i tell you about my so called marriage, how do i tell you that my life has just become one of those play shows that people put up, ke main apni apni shaadi ki ussi raat haar gayi thi, ke hum dono ki koi bhi kiss, koi bhi hug, kisi bhi kisam ki kareebi usse influence nahi karti, she thought,
'kia hua bolna', nikki raised her eyebrows, her voice rattled her out of her thoughts, she opened her eyes and sat up, only to see armaan entering in the balcony,
'ye armaan se baath kar', she passed the phone to him, wanting to get away from the question,
he smiled and took it,
'hey baby..how we doin', he chuckled, imagining her fumed up face,
'armaan ke bache mera peecha chor de, main kabki abhi ki hogayi wo bhi infront of your two big big eyes', nikki mumbled,
'aaa noo m serious tell us hows yer bed doin, it must be broken ba now..eh', he joked, annoying her,
ridhima slapped his arm, 'armaan',
'you idiot, aah bye', nikki hung up, shaking her head at her little stupid friend,
'you are crazy you know', ridhima folded her arms against her chest,
'wattt i was only messing with er', armaan reasoned,
'ya and you are crazy to mess around like this mr armaan', she mumbled,
'aaaa so our gal doesnt like dirty jokes eh', he smirked at her,
'nooo..bilkul nahi dey are annoying but they can be funny too well sometimes, not all the time', she contradicted herself,
'ahan..self contradictory riddhu', he retorted using the name 'riddhu', out of nowhere, she gazed at him seriously, feeling some sort of bliss, it has been ages, since he has called me
that,
'hehee..i just called ye riddhu..so riddhu', he chuckled, she pursed her lips in irritation,
'armaan tum phir shuru hogaye..aaghhh', she stomped her foot on the ground and went inside,
'haha no ridhima aaa cmon why'd ye always get angry at dis', he went behind her,
'coz THIS IS annoying', she groused,
'exactly', he said, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world,
her glance went towards the sunset, wowww she mumbled and touched the glass of the french windows, as if touching the gitting sun,
he sniggled seeing her, the chick truly loved nature, he thought, making out of her fondness,
'armaaan can we go on a walk pleeeasee', she pleaded,
he sighed, aa man, he gaped at her beatific face, man ye have ta thank her, she did lots fer you today plus the kiss man, aaa wild, his mind went back to how smoothly she dandled his
hair during their almost-a- kiss,
'alrite..lets go', he carped, giving in, feeling the need to express friendliness and tenderness,
'thankyou', she beamed in zest while he just smiled and kept his arm around her lower back,
their heart raced for beats, they both looked at each other for a mere second but breaking the gaze away, both headed to have a relaxing time out in the cool summer afternoon...
ok guyz that was part 17, hope ye'll like it, i wanna say that please be patient with armaan's feelings, just give em time yaah, lol, no but analyse the part and i bet ya you'll see
something different everytime, k dont forget to comment/criticise, hope ye had a fun time, part 18 will be out sooon...!!!
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