{...Beyond the limits..(2)} - AR [Part42 - Pg120] - Page 9

Originally posted by: arluver15

<font color="#ff3366" size="5" face="Times New Roman, Times, serif">first thing i am very very sorry for late updating of the coment yaar i was so damed bussy with my job interviews and then i totaly forgot about my coment here....................</font>

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<font color="#ff3366" size="5" face="Times New Roman, Times, serif">but now i rember it and here i am updateing it......</font>

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<font color="#ff3366" size="5" face="Times New Roman, Times, serif">comming to the part its great part very romantic..........but armaan is jark........and he will be one for long time...........how can he not understand that he has be so mean to her and now he has to be so sweet and gentel with her to get her.................i just hope everything goes well between them now that they are comming close ot each other...........</font>

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<font color="#ff3366" size="5" face="Times New Roman, Times, serif"><em>thanks a lot for the pm </font>

<font color="#ff3366" size="5" face="Times New Roman, Times, serif">cont soon </font>

<font color="#ff3366" size="5" face="Times New Roman, Times, serif">lods of love </font>

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aww....lol hehe....no worries....ill update sooon!!! just keep readin 😊

Hey Suziiiiiiiiiiiiii

Originally posted by: pinkss

Hey Suziiiiiiiiiiiiii

lovedddddddddddddddddddddddddd alll da updates mann....

dey were simply awesummmmmmm....

really ...em jus loving the way this story's moving...

em really sad abt wat's happening with AR in DMG ....

but i think i can always remeba dem while reading AR FF's......

i jus hope u dun quit writing AR FF's jus like every1 else....

m tooo sad dat all my fav. FF writers hav stopped writing AR FF's jus caz dey got ARSH.....but wat will happen 2 all AR readers ?????

plzzzzzzzzzz guyz dunt stop writing AR FF's ....dese FF's r my lifelines....i started reading FF's jus caz of AR ......but now all ofu r quitting with writing abt dem.....m really hurt!!!!!!

newys.....i love dis story ...jus dun quit writing it!!! plz its a humble request.....n thanx 4 all da PM's sweetheart....

cont ASAP !!!!!

lots n lots of love

JIA!!!!

lol awwww......omg ye sound so depressed...!?? lol...dont worry i'd never stop this fic just coz i love ARSH....do care about AR too ye know....love em to the core...infact a part of me still wants AR...nyway..thanks for yer comment!!! loved it....i am continuing just now ta make ye feel better😊 lolzzz....

He soughed heavily, clutching the railings of the balcony frame, reigning his agitation. his ignorance, his heedless, selfish behavior cloyed on his spirits, disgusting him. my attitude, my shitty behavior has battered her brains with negativity, she has become so...so pessimistic that she cant even make out what i really mean, he thought. his insides were agonizing over her dark, distrustful frame of mind. his amore, his ardor, his love panned at his heartbreaking, abusive mien.

her bruise near her smooth, slinky haunchline flashed back in his mind, he has offended his morals. i had ta say that, he blamed himself in discomfiture. her fazed greens conjured up avowing her sudden timidity, that coyness. her prim mood to not share her troubles, her problems, why is she just keepin it all within her. why is it so hard for her to believe that i love her. his restlessness was nettling his mindset, his acumen.


he rubbed his eyebrows in daunt, recalling her passionate huffs. his heart pranced a longing beat, bethinking of their intense, racy moment, he was loosing his heart to the way his lips touched her dainty, smooth skin. how they had bussed her teats. how he had kissed her. stirring down her throat, he had palmed her slinky buttocks, she was lying undraped infront of him. the thoughts induced his urge to just go down the stairs and kiss her dearly. he smiled, recollecting her meek words, 'if ye make love to me now......wont ye get tired',



'ridhima', he mumbled, wanting to assure her that he'll be there, that she can trust him this time, that this time there will be happiness for her. his insides itched for her. he breathed out,
remembering her huffing bosom. he shook his head at the meekness of his beaut, she was havin a hard time, he smiled. loosing that seat of affections, i just love her.

he looked down abjectly, as the realisation dawned upon him, his repentant souls stewed over her sadness, he was ashamed of himself, she was right in going back ta her home. her negativity, that cowardness to utter her fears nestled him. i have to do somethin man, i dont want her to cry anymore, i never fulfilled her wish to just love her and be with her....


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'look....there she is', ananya smiled, taking her in a bear hug, her eyes moistening up on the thought of her sweetheart's absence.

'mumma', ridhima gleamed, out of her fazed catena of thoughts, hugging her, feeling the motherly care, the warmheartedness. her inside piqued with her, she should have thought about her decision before booking her tickets. her eyes sogged up at what she was going to do, part ways from him, from her ever so caring in-laws.

'bache problems sabki life mei hote hai.....but as long as you are solving them......fixing the mess you are getting in then its all good', she explained, caressing her hair. all hearts to their unknown, tear jerking problems. pata nahi kiya hua tha


she nodded, taking in her words, her mind ringing a buzzing bell, her acuteness telling her to at least show some maturity now and apologize for her impulsive behavior. no matter how tough the problem was for me, i should have given my actions a thought. 'mum i am at fault somewhere too......i shouldnt have been a coward to just run away from those problems and go back home'.


ananya's smile broadened, hearing her, feeling blessed to have a daughter in law like her, who finds faults in herself first, she was proud of her.


'ridhima dont be harsh on yourself bache', billy came forward, patting her head. 'i am armaan's father.....i know him......and without even knowing the whole story i can tell you that he is the one who is mainly at fault', he groaned humourously.

ridhima dropped her gaze, giggling as he faked a wry face.

'dekha.....tumse kaha tha maine ananya armaan hai hi aisa', he joked, happy to see his daughter in law giggling.

'haan.....tumhara beta jo hai billy', she chuckled and went in the kitchen,

'kiya....usne mujhe paagal kaha',


Ridhima nodded negatively, biting back her laughter. her souls rolling out in emotion, i would have missed them.


'haan....she did....aik second', he went into the kitchen, while she bursted into chuckles....




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'is baar....is baar rahul galat hai', muskaan groused, wiping her tears.


ridhima pursed her lips, clutching her hands, her heart sympathising over her friend's state.


'he is just so immature, so impulsive....he never gives a second thought to what he is doing....', she sniffed, 'i feel that he would leave me shattered in the end too....he wont care about me', she cried, wanting to tell her what she feels, just pour it all out.


her eyes moistened up hearkening her words, her insides were bethinking about their moment upstairs, what he ended up spilling out.
'i dont get tired in doin people', his utterance irked her cognizance, abraded her senses, i have stopped buh is this right, her fears balked her acuteness.


'i feel that there is something more than just liking him here.....there is a deeper emotion buh its just i dont wanna end up sitting lifeless somewhere without rahul around me', muskaan prated, sharing her fears. her confusion, that restlessness to make a decision was dampening her eyes. 'ye know it just feels so right when i am around em....buh then what if he ends up doing something wrong in the end', she murmured, clutching ridhima's hand, pitying her state as well, she could see the similarity in their circumstances.


her eyes blubbered up, her fears, her hesitancy hatching a tear - jerking picture in her brains, flashing light upon her weakness to endure any more pains, meri har umeed toot gayi, ab unhe rakh kar bhi kiya karoongi mai. his amour, his love, the ardor in his eyes educed up in her systems, fazing her, 'how would ye know if you can trust him muskaan', she gave voice to her compassionate thoughts, am i troubling him by this unresponsive attitude.

'ye just see it in his eyes', muskaan maundered, making an effort to help her. her heart bleeding for her best friend.

she dropped her gaze, sniveling as his passionate greys flashed before her, that expressed the love lucidly, her souls squealing in glee, her heart yipping that she just needs an assurance that he'll be there, that she can have hopes around, he wont dash them, he wont leave her shattered in the end, he'll keep loving her. her vision blurred as the hesitancy to talk to him scraped in her systems, giving her insides a cue on the boorishness of the situation, her mindset becoming uneasy.

'alrite i have ta go now.....', muskaan hugged her sadly and walked out, leaving a disquieted ridhima behind, befogged in her emotions.




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She came in the room, wrapped up in her dark, disquieted thoughts, needled by the buzzing questions that racked her frame of mind. she stopped seeing him mince in through the balcony doors in a tizzy, troubled with her fears, his amour, his love yelling at him to go upto her and tell her that now his spirits, his hawkish mind werent even rolling out wanting to have that space around, that he was regretting his heartbreaking gimmick to not care about her, he was appalled at the fact that he had behaved in an abusive manner, disgusted with himself for sharing a part of his dirty, shameless life. how could i say that man.

he roosted his head on the pane, exhausted from the lack of sleep, bewildered after that negative sight of his beaut, was she the one tellin me to be optimistic the other day, ta not be harsh on myself, he groused, her timid, weak- kneed actions bothered him.


ridhima bit her lip, her eyes caterwauling at his rueful state, her love, her deep sensations bunting out the tenderness, she could sense his agitation, she could sense the regret after his harsh mien.


'armaan', she went up to him, in concern, breaking his catena of thoughts.

he opened his peepers, catching a glimpse of her gorgeous sight, his heart skipped a beat, flashing light upon the love that was now lucent between them. 'ridhima....about what i said...', he stammered, his souls adjuring for a positive answer.

she looked at his dispirited, apologetic grays, yearning to get her out of that hopeless state. her heart shedding tears of ecstasy at the love, the passion she was seeing in his mien, wanting to believe in these beautiful moments of her life, delight in them, craving to pay no heed to her fears, she careened on her toes and kissed his mushers, smiling in between her tears, he nipped her lip, gladsome at her reply, canonizing her considerate nature. her soft moans conveying that a part of her heart is certain that he didnt mean it, he'll not leave her, that she can see his love, buh she is just confused between right and wrong, that she is only getting a third degree over his passion, his ardor. he spooned her kissers and slowed down, coddling her haunchline, rousing the rapture in them, stimulating their hanker, her hesitation washed down from her systems as droplets welling up in her eye, she sniveled as he enveloped her in his flippers, 'if this is love.....will ye keep loving me', she maundered, wanting to get rid of the chafing questions.

his eyes moistened up at her shattered sight, i cant believe this is what i did, he accused himself, 'ridhima', he mumbled, cosseting her aft to hush her blues, he kissed the Gourmette in her slender fingers, setting out on how work on his nerveless, faint hearted wife, longing to educe in that boldness, that confidence in her to stand up against the harsh problems of their life. his tender loving care piled out rousting the kindness, the comity in him for his beaut, yelping that its him who has to do it, i have ta put loads of work in here,

she got an eyeful of him reigning his agitation, calming himself, caring about her, his loving gaze rubbing away her uncertainty that it isnt just another moment, it is between him and her, he loves her. she skimmed his aft, resting her head on his chest, venting out her emotions, her thoughts, her fears, tearing up as she said those heart sickening words, 'i dont want to be left hurt again.....i am scared to sit somewhere lifeless without ye',

she pursed her lips, trying to hold back, the negativity in her brains stopping her from cleaning breast of her affection, her discomposure, her distress.

'i wont hurt ye', he reamed his peepers to hold his feelings back, wanting her pour out the turmoil in her, to open up her heart and give out to her fears, he dandled her smooth arm, comforting her.

'from the time we have been married.....i have been tryin to just have a look at that ray of hope......a hope which has ye loving me, of ye holding me safe in yer arms.....of us goin through this journey of life together.....i'm just', she sniffed, clinching his shirt, crying over her sufferings, bursting into tears.

he was having a hunch of her pain, her endurance now that he knew what love is, who a dear one is, a tear sopped his cheek as he kissed her temple, craving to have her trust on him, 'and look where ye are luv', armaan smiled, assuring her that he hasn't dashed her this hope, he loves her.

ridhima sobbed, harking his warm hearted, mushy tone, she concaved her face in his neck, pecking his scruff, giving voice to the question that has fazed her love, 'can i trust ye', she uttered timidly, looking in his passionate greys to get a load of his paiety, his affection, a yes,

he gleamed in spite of his lamenting heart, disquieted after her utterance, taking a gander at her greens yipping about her abashed, fuddled state, bringing her innocence to light, he caressed her cheek with his thumb, wiping her tears, 'yes isnt the right answer', he kissed her forehead, not wanting to catch sight of her fretfulness,

he intertwined his fingers with hers, his acuteness ordering him to give her sometime to think and ponder over these new moments in their life, his care agreeing, chiming in that this is the best option for his love, 'ye need a little bit of time to get yerself sorted out first', he grazed his beaks with hers, as she closed her blinders, loosing her heart to the care, the consideration in his voice, her buzzers dulled out with the ardor she felt as he kissed her.

'just live in the moment and ye'll come ta know', he smiled, coddling her nape, she sniffed in calamity, taking it easy.

'ill make ye go crazyyy over me in this time', he coquetted easing off the tensed, saddned air, smirking as she giggled, captivated by his way of showing her his love, his concern, his way of hushing the riling noises in her brain, hushing her blues. 'thank you', she uttered softly, her greens twinkled in gratitude, in amenity.

his smile broadened at her sweet, agreeable tone and he lipped her mugs.....





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'hi anjali', atul blabbed,

she raised her eyebrows, wondering what made him dial her number at her breakfast time, at the cockcrow. 'heey',

'i have news',

'what news', she smiled, her insides growing fond of the way they have become great friends in such a short span of time, his cheerful, merry mood bemused her, she recollected how he's always jolly on the phone. he's always happy, jesus, she thought,

'i am comin over to states', he tattled, his mind certain on her response.

'ye what', she dropped her spoon in amazement, collecting herself seeing her mother's chilling frown.

'yes....buh its only for fifteen days.....we are havin this annual marketing conference in orlando...', he informed happily, her chipper, larking tone was exciting his attraction towards her.

'oh great......so ye can pop in boston too....its only 2 hours away', she murmured, her heart fluttering at her avowal, she'll get to see him after six months, her cheeks glowed as she recalled how her every nights ends in bethinking about their trip in summer.

'is this an invitation', he asked in a kittenish manner, he just couldnt wait to catch that flight to America and be with her, to get to know her more,

'i suppose you could take that as an invitation', she beamed.

he tittered, 'sure ill be there',

'great....okie i have to go now', she ended the call, putting on a happy expression sheepishly, taking a gander of her mother's knitting brows, she knew her mum has taken that dim view of the change in her......


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'yaa and trust me man......she has just recked my head', Mike moaned, displeased with his new girlfriend, laura

Armaan cracked up, listening to his friend's voice over about an incident with his new girlfriend. 'ha....thats...thats right in yer face man', he chuckled.

'ya like f**ksake.....here see my home', mike spoofed, imitating her voice, making a wry face,

'aaa mai godd', armaan cackled,

'i cant believe she showed me a photo of her gaff when i asked her.....POLITELY ya....can i see yer home', he groaned,

'why is it that ye always get weird gals man', armaan calmed down.

'i dont know...', he griped,


'ARMAAN....could ye lie down', ridhima stepped down in the patio in care about his sack time, when her gaze tarried onto mike, 'oh sorry....eh',

'hey ridhima', mike smiled, moving forward to take his perky little friend in a hug,

'hey', she mumbled chummily, hugging him.

Armaan simpered, 'man ye should be angry at her', he mouthed, his amour moved upward and he grabbed her hand, hauling her near him,

'why', mike questioned,

her elated heartbeats paced up as he mugged her waist, she stuck her lip out, pouting at the two, 'what did i do',

'she went out ta party in new york without tellin us remember', he jogged their memory, faking a snit at her mirthfully,

'omg yaa man......are ye crazy ridhima....i dont wanna sound all weird and posessive buh ye should have informed us.....yer new here you know', mike explained, concerned about her,

'sorry.....i didnt mean to bother people...', she maundered, atoned at her stupidity.

'hehe..', armaan chuckled at her debased expression, she hoisted her head up, narrowing her eyes at him, when mike bursted out into laughter,

'man this is somethin right in yer face', he snapped back, 'alrite i'm out', he went out the door, not giving armaan a chance to retort, leaving the two behind.



'wowwww', ridhima whirred, taking in the sights of the lily pond in their backgarden, the chaos in her brains were being soothed by its homey, mesmeric sight. she heaved as he hugged her aft, his sharp maxilla rested on her shoulders, 'ye like it', armaan whispered, kissing her lobe, loosing his heart to that gentle gasp that escaped her lips. she closed her blinders, feeling the prurience in his cosseting of her maw.

his mind cued up on his gimmick, 'do ye wanna go on a holiday', he bussed her nape.

she opened her eyes, hearkening his words, 'armaan', she mumbled, turning around, in stunner, in awe, his passionate greys purling his feelings, his sensations, that he wants to help her work out her brains, he wants to help her take a breather in the fresh air. he wants her to be tickled pink as she was before he gave her that cold shoulder.

he shaved her aft lightly, dazed to see her in a state of surprise,

'aww', she smiled, her eyes dissolving in tears, 'yer crazy ye know', she cuffed his head.

he cackled, shaking her head at her timid mindset and nestled her in a hug, kissing her cape. she grazed his pate, clinching his shirt, enamored at the way he was trying to prove his love, i love you armaan, her heart bleated in gaiety.....


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okie guyz this was part 29....jesus i actually cant believe i am gonna start on part 30!!! which reminds me to thank yous all for em sweet words fo appreciation....seriously there wouldnt have been any thread 2 if yous wouldnt have been here.....readin these parts...hehe...so now all you have to do is just make a comment or even criticize...i dont mind....alrite...hope ye had fun...if ye feel there is something lacking in this part...do tell me! ye never know i might have it on the storyline....

will be back soon with more of my yakking!😃

OMG..the update was fantastic...i totally enjoyed it...m so so so happy that AR are finally together...atlest they got some of the probs out of their way.....so happy that now we will get to read more AR secens.....so is armaan asking ridz is she wants to go to theiy honeymoon..??i think he is...yey that mean more AR romance for us..how cool..cant wait to read more update soon and thankx 4 the PM..

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i just loved it..... wow yaar.. really 👏

part 28 was still running in my mind n u gave me one more to cherish

i'm glad that AR are together at least in FF n they are happily married 😳

great part👏👏👏.ridhima is really lucky to have such understanding in-laws.i am soo happy that armaan and ridhima resolved their problem and that to in such a lovely manner.it good that ridhima is sharing her fears with armaan and the way armaan is assuring her and loving her soo much is just great to read.holiday is great.......cant wait for it to get started and hope nothing will go wrong.continue soon................

fren i luv ur ff plz send me pm to..whn u updt ur nxt prt eagerly waiting..