Dil Ke Dhadkan AR?FF - Page 8

Part 6

As the words of his father settled in his mind, his heart began rumbling in joy knowing very well that they will be alone - he stopped thinking leashing his own thoughts; he was more than confused and frustrated with himself. He isn't able to understand what has happened to him, he has become a stranger to himself. I just need to get in regular routine before this marriage thing happened and with Imran gone who could stop him? He smiled at his thoughts.

Imran seeing their silence took it at as a negative sign but did not wish to disturb or make things worse so he remained mum. He very gently added that he must leave tonight, causing a wider smile in Armaan's lips and expressionless face on Ridhimma's. After eating breakfast, they all settled on their respectable ways. Armaan was on the laptop keeping himself busy and away from her, while Imran was on the phone talking business, this went up to 10.00 at night.

Imran bid goodbye to both, wishing and advising them with little minor things they need to take care of. Armaan smiled widely while Ridhimma's face was adorned with sadness. They both took Imran's blessings before his Limo had attended to take him to the airport.

Armaan shut the door happily turning towards the stairs without glancing at her. She didn't know why but she was hurt by his action, she had expected him to talk to her at least, non- the less, she didn't consider it as a big deal and went in the kitchen to prepare coffee. She sipped on the coffee softly waiting for armaan to walk in any moment. It was now 10.30 and still he hasn't came from upstairs. She was thirsty for his company and unconsciously she wanted him to be near her, in the few months before their wedding she had slightly grown fond of his cheery company.

He finally made his way downstairs, dressed in blue jeans and white t-shirt and a black leather jacket on top, talking happily on his phone. She just stared at him wanting to say something but held herself back; she hesitantly put down her cup of coffee on the table as he was making his way towards her, she stood up shying away from him slightly.

He cut the phone, looking at her intently, he spoke softly "Ridhimma, I am going out" with that said he made his way towards the door without saying more. "Sunyeh!" she yelled unconsciously, he turned his head back cocking his eyebrows up. "Main.. woh" she fidgeted as she herself did not know why she called out for him. He smiled at her scribbled expression and the nervousness that had nested in her actions. "woh.. up ... woh Kab ayege?" she said nervously. "Late" he said opening the door and walking away. She simply stared at the shut door, lost and confused by his behaviour towards her. She was upset and slowly and silently approached her room.

She sat on the edge of the bed, unable to understand what has happened to her life. She had built so many dreams, held so many hopes but all were crashed by a change of faith. She slowly reached under her pillow picking up Rahul's letter. She read silently, the words juggling her emotions, she felt herself weep as his words devoured her brain.

Ridhimma,

I am leaving Ridhimma for forever,

I can't Ridhimma, I won't let it ruin your life. You deserve to be happy and that without me.

You're going to hate me, want explanations from me but I can't, I really can't.

I am sorry.

I am sorry for making you cry, I am sorry for hurting you, I am sorry for not fulfilling our wishes, promise and dreams.

I know you will cry.... a lot... it kills me knowing I will be the cause for it. But I can't.

Learn to love without me, learn to laugh without me, learn to smile without me, learn to live without me... I won't be able to rest if I know I have lost my Ridhimma, always remember...

I Love you.

Your Rahul.

She cried holding the letter near her heart, she couldn't hold the pain that oozed out of her body, she hated him for leaving her, she hated him for making her cry, she hated him for hurting her, she hated him for making her for feel like this and she hated him for making her love him. She fell on her bed holding the letter tightly to herself, not wanting to part from his words. Why? Why Rahul? The same question had ran in her mind back and back again, no answer returned to her, a thousand and one questions roamed in her mind, heart and soul hurting her.

A torturous hour had past and her crying hadn't subdued, she wiped her tears controlling her emotions as a sound approached her ears softly, she raised gaze, the blur of tears containing her hazel eyes distorted her image, she wiped the tears trying to catch a glimpse of who or what is making the sound. The sound seemed clear now, "Ridhimma" she could hear unmistakably.