{...Beyond the limits...} - AR [Part27 - page 137] - Page 86

wow the promo is giving me a positive feeling abt da nxt part!
gr8 promo!
bt we want an update!!!!!!!
pls cont SOOOON!

Loved the promo.. I guess armaan now gonna miss ridhima :( Hope Arman atleast confess to himself that he loves Ridhima. Jaldi se AR ko Milayo.. DMG mein (Currently) to CVs AR ko nnahi mila rahe hain atleast tum to kardo..

promo has given me two ideas - either something like a big fight/argument or Ridhima going bck home for a while will happen or AR will talk things out smoothly

Jaaniii plz plz plzzzzzzz na udpate sooonn plsshhhhhhh

He soughed gloomily, his mind flashing back to their moment before his ceremony. how her slender, enticing fingers allured passion within him. his heart accusing him for this state of their relationship, his mind recalled the abusive remarks he passed, appalling his senses. his insides ached to see her shattered in front of him but why did he do nothing, why is he not feeling that contentedness, that gladness after settling things, i am an ass, he cursed, ruffling his hair.

she lumbered inside the room, wiping her tears, taking in the smell of his musky, fragrant cologne. she heaved, breaking her trance.

he turned around sensing her movements. his heart stinging to see her wrecked, disheveled state. the tender loving care taking over his dull, hushed hard feelings, her bruised, blue arm eating his heart out, bedewing his greys, arousing hatred for himself. he took a step towards her, wanting to help, his heart bucked a beat.


she went inside the closet, not being able to stop her pounding heart, wanting to keep herself away from him, cowed, intimidated with his step. tears jerked out of her blinders as she
realized the stiffness between them, she was uneasy at their proximity.

He bit his lip, in the dumps seeing her gorgeous greens now in dejection, unnerved to see her daunted acts....


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'Armaan', ananya carped crisply, glaring at her downcasted, bereaved son, plodding down the stairs.

he sighed in rawness, now here she is, ready ta shout at me for what i did, 'yes maa...ye called me, he mumbled, cloyed after a sleepless night,

'.....yeh sab kia laga rakha hai', she folded her hands, glaring at him.

he knitted his brows, putting up a confused look to brush off the topic.

'no....no armaan don't ye dare give me this look....you know what i am talking about....ridhima....wo itna ro kyun rahi hai', she buzzed.

Armaan narrowed his eyes as his mind rang a bell, she still has it all in her, aa mai god. he dropped his gaze as the remorse, the ruefulness, the anguish scurried back into his systems. his passion urging him to go and take her in his arms, its not the same anymore, she loves me, he shushed his fond heart...

'dekh armaan.....i know that you don't want to talk about this coz its about you and her and it should really be involving you and her only par armaan....maine in 5 months mein dekha hai bache ridhima is a very naive girl, she'd never let anyone know about her sadness, her pain because thats only gonna trouble the ones she confide into', she explained, calming herself, why does everyone have to take things slowly with him, she got a load of her silent son, listening to her dolefully,

'aur ye sab tou tujhe hum se ziada pata hona chaiye.....i agree that one has to face problems in married life in some way or the other but you have to solve them too.....aise kuch kiye bagair tou problems aur ho jayegi.....', she murmured, caressing his hair, soothing the chafing noises in his mind, his amour, his affection wakening up.

he rubbed his brows, pining to pour out his thoughts, his emotions, he didn't know what he felt for her. 'maa....um here ill see ya later.....i am really in a rush..', he stopped her short to avoid the topic, he couldnt listen to her anymore, his mind recalling the way ridhima stepped back in intimidation, god, he walked out of the house, enraged with himself, dejected with the betiding events of the previous
night....


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'ridziiii', anji sat beside an ailed, a bummed out ridhima, 'i cant believe ye didn't even snap back at muski.....', she caressed her hair, trying to cheer her up,

ridhima feigned a smile between her moistened eyes, 'she was right anji...all of you are.....i should have called you people...', she smirked earnestly and sighed, rubbing her eyes to hide her tears, her emotions, its not just about that call anji, i am not needed here anymore,

anji bit her lip, 'i know ridzi that it gets a bit odd when ye are somewhere new and people shout at you, making a fuss out of some mistake that ye did...it happens....but sweety look at your state....i mean i bet ya something wrong has happened between you and armaan otherwise why would ye be locking yerself in yer bedroom and not coming out...', she threw light upon the soundness, the levelheadedness one has to show in their lives, at their in - laws.

ridhima looked up, getting the idea, her heart convoking the shattered chunks of her strength, her courage, wakening up her morals, her manners.

'i know i am not married and ye'll say that its too easy to moan about things but hard to put it into action.....buh ridz i know you can do it....ye belong to this family.....ye belong to armaan',

ridhima gaped at the floorings, as a tear skipped her eye, hearing the phrase she loves from the core of her heart, ye belong to armaan, i dont anji. he never saw me in that sense,

'and we all know that where there is anger, there is always this intense love hidden somewhere behind those harsh words, ye always get angry with the ones ye love....coz you have a right to be angry at them....but its really wrong on your part to lock yerself in yer bedroom and do nothing to solve the problem', she smiled, certain that her perky friend has taken her words in.

ridhima sniffed, wiping her tears, her heart nodding her a go ahead to stand up again and show her grit,

'hah i feel like a typical aunti ji here.....ridzi....i am talkin non stop from the past five minutes and ye didnt even stop me....', anji joked, trying to lighten up the dull atmosphere,

ridhima chuckled, 'thanks....anji', she hugged her,

'aww...no worries....k i better leave now....buh ye just settle things up okie', she conked up from the couch, blinked her eyes in reassurance and went out, leaving a drooping ridhima behind, her emotions covered with this gutsy, cocksure mask....




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she puffed in the fresh air, her lips letting out a smile, 'i just love autumn', muskaan murmured,

rahul smiled, happy that the ice is broken between them, 'i know....its gorgeous', he gaped at a bright red oak leaf surrounded by a bunch of orange and yellow ones. the colourful season
putting an end to their wearisome, ho hum life.

'its just this feeling ye get of something ending having this sense of satisfaction', she sat down on the wooden bench,

he chuckled at her answer, '....muzz where did ye get all that from', he teased her,

she shrugged her shoulders, 'i don't know...',

they both simpered as he plopped down beside her.

the new silence in the atmosphere unsettling them, 'so um.....', muskaan started,

rahul looked at her, grinning at her ways to end the awkwardness between them. 'yeah',

'eh.....i like yer....yer jumper', she mumbled, slapping herself for yakking foolishly,

'um ya thanks....', he raised his eyebrows, waiting patiently,

'eh', she was unsure of what to say first, caught up with her shy, reserved thoughts.

he chuckled, wanting to help her lay the gaff, he grabbed her hand, 'coffee', he asked, buying some more time for her.

'yes thanks...', she rolled her eyes at her stupidity, planning to just let it on in the cafe.....




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'godd', he moaned, heartsick from his actions, his confusion, his perplexity unlexing down. his desire, that urge, that lovesome feeling was scraping out his every hard feeling, hushing his hoggish mind. he got off his car, passing the keys to his butler, exhausted from his knotty business routine. settling in between those high mega corps and enterprise markets was no piece of cake....


he exhaled out a weary sigh, culling the knot of his tie, loosening it. pining to have her in his arms, cursing himself for the umpteenth time for his hawkish act, wanting to apologize to
her.


he came in their room, bemused to see the dimmed lights, the strong gusts of breeze whisking in from the unlatched balcony doors. his concerned, anxious emotions rubbernecking his gaze skimming it across the room.

'ridhima', he jabbered, moving towards the balcony. his tender loving care bursting forth in him.

she leaned her head on the glass pane as a lone tear skipped her eye. harking him call her name. her heart quickened its heartbeat, her hounded, intimidated senses cueing in on his inappropriate behaviour. i dont want him to hurt me again.

he stopped, seeing her sprawled figure resting in an ever so hedonic position on the dark, wooden floor, arrayed in a white slip, steaming his darkest of temptations. his heart intensating the amour, the passion, the ardency.

she clutched the grey flake in her hand. her mind snoozing off with his every step.

he kneeled down, catching a whiff of her sweet, scenty fragrance, getting a load of her zinged blue arm that grossed him, his eyes sopped up, 'ridhima', he mumbled, grazing her smooth, dainty arm. dabbing her bruise. she heaved, closing her eyes. her heart crying to feel his love, her eyes dissolved in tears. that cocksure, gutsy mask was being denduded with his gentle
grope.

his heart doused in a tarn of passion, excitement, itch. his mind hushed away, scuffing his hard emotions, replacing them with a soft, enamoring care. 'is it sore', he uttered, touseling her hair, his fingers fondled her scruff, he pecked her nape. cosseting her arm, inciting her desires, arousing them again.

her heart pounded for breath, delighting in their proximity, 'armaan', she mouthed, her mind ordering her to create distance between them, to part away. she bursted into tears as he bussed her hot skin, nipping her strap.

she craved for his passionate touch, but there was nothing between them now, it was purely lust and attraction on his part. she sniffed, parting away.

he stopped, hearing her lament on his randiness, his heart bucked a painful beat,

'kyun har baar mujhe hopes deke unhe tor dete ho armaan......what have i done', she cried,

her question weighed his emotions, his care, his amour down, darkening his cognizance, dampening his soul. he looked at her teary blinders, in regret,

'you dont love me armaan.....phir yeh sab kyun', she cracked up. dying to let it all out and get rid of the pain.

his eyes mewled seeing her state, wanting to calm her blue funks and fold her in his arms, her words sickened his heart.

'ridhima', he griped, hauling her towards him, unsettled by her avowals, the truth filling his insides with bitterness for himself.

she bit her lip in uneasiness as he mugged his hand around her waist tenderly. she clumped back, 'please dont come near me', she pleaded, struggling to get out of his hold, her sudden cowed, intimidated senses riling to get away from him.

his heart repined, seeing her dauntiness, she is scared of me touchin her now, he distanced himself gaping at her, ill at ease. she choked up as her pelting beats slowed down, she
ran into the bathroom, clutching the sink bowl, shedding bitter tears. breaking away from a bewildered, a dejected and frustrated armaan, mulling over her words, agnozing over them,
questioning his agitation, why the f**k am i not satisfied now....





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okie guyz i know like i know this is a really short part with nothing much in it as some of yous might see....but i know ye'll get a sense of the dull, glum mood after AR'S heated up, heartbreaking argument in the previous part... believe me we are just there.....it has all the important moments that i really didnt want to miss out on and they had to be written alone, other things just wont fit in here.....bear with me...lol, i read all the comments for the promo that was posted earlier on and OMG they were freakin amazing.....i couldnt stop thinking about them...hehe, no seriously....i wanted ta just thank yous all for it....i read all of them....thanks a tonne for those sweet words of appreciation....dont forget to comment or criticize this part...i am sure there are lots of them criticisms lined up after this part...dont know why i feel this...hehe, anyways have fun...will be back with more yakking...!!! em yes one more thing the next part will be updated soon..!!😊