Part 5
finally muskaan reached her house exactly at 4.30 as decided.
"wow ridz,u look stunning.i hope he does not pass away seeing u"
"muski yaar,mujhe pata hai tu yeh sab mujhe khush karne ke liye bol rahi hai"
"yahi to teri problem hai,tujhe khud hi nahi pata ki tu kya hai,acha ab chal warna late ho jayenge"
"par mom?unse kya kahenge?"
"arre tu fikar naa kar,main aunty se keh dungi,tu mere sath aa rahi hai"
after taking padma's permission they settled themselves in the car with chauffer all set to take them to their destination.
"muski,mujhe bahut darr lag raha hai,main armaan se kya kahungi?"
"kaun kahega ki tu ek doctor hai,come on ridz,isme darnewali kya baat hai,just be urself and let him know once what u feel and then lets see what he says"
"hmmmmm"
"dil ki doctor hai tu,yeh alag baat hai ki aajkal khud dil ki mariz bani hui hai"
she got a light smack and finally they reached the barista.
it was 5 pm exactly and there was no trace of armaan.
"tu wahan us table pe ja kar baith,main yahan kone mein baithti hun"
"nahi,tu bhi chal na,sath mein baithte hain"
"nahi ridz,i know u wont have any problem but i dont want armaan to feel uncomfy,aur tu darti kyun hai,main yahi to hun"
reluctantly,she agreed and settled herself in one of the tables in the center feeling very nervous fidgeting her dupatta.
the ambience was quite,not many people were there.
finally,he arrived.with every step he took,her breath rose.she took a quick glance of him.he looked so handsome in a white shirt,blue jeans with black jacket,his hair slicked back with gel.first 3 buttons undone gave a killing look of his sculpted,tanned chest.with blue eyes,he looked no less than a greek god.
he approached her with a weak, forced smile talking on his cell.there he was encroaching upon her mind and senses and all she got was a weak smile?does not she matter to him at all?
armaan's thoughts,
"god..is she the same girl or have i come to a wrong place?..how can that boring simple riddhima look soo stunning?..come on dude get a grip.look at her dressing,she is not ur types man"
so he pretends talking on the phone.
every second till he finally reached her was full of suspense and anticipation for her.would he or would he not??
"hi ridhhima"
"hi"
"kaho,kya baat hai,tumne mujhe yahan kyun bulaya.i have to leave soon as i have some important meetings lined up".
"tumne kuch order kiya?"
he asked seating himself,while riddhima was already bit disappointed.
"nahi"
"alright,how about cappuccino?"
"u too like it?"
"of course i love cappuccino,anyways lets order it then if u r ok with it"
he signalled the waiter and ordered for the coffee.muskaan on the other hand was keeping her fingers crossed.
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