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Originally posted by: soul_desire

pray forgive me guys. I so wanted update but my hard disk crashed and i lost all the date. I didnt even get to backup. I just received the stand by and wrote whole update again. I m just working on last beat. I may be update in upcoming two day. I love guys n thank you so much for copping with me.- Sonu

Originally posted by: soul_desire

pray forgive me guys. I so wanted update but my hard disk crashed and i lost all the date. I didnt even get to backup. I just received the stand by and wrote whole update again. I m just working on last beat. I may be update in upcoming two day. I love guys n thank you so much for copping with me.- Sonu

Originally posted by: soul_desire

sorru for the delay guys but seems like the update will be little longer and i have not done very much of it so i will update in two installments. I will surely update first installment tommarow, pinky promise ;D

Truce??? Not Yet(A)

Recap:
Honeymoon trip got canceled due to Guruji's order?.. Sanjay get suspicious about armaan-ridhimaa's relationship?..Armaan tricks ridhimaa to accompany him to Goa.
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Waving everyone ridhimaa made her way towards car. She was still misty after her meeting with her parents. Sanjay called sheshank and padma the very morning so that they can see off armaan and ridhimaa. Armaan as usual was boarded with the family drama so he already finished his good byes' an d told ridhimaa to get it over soon till he will wait outside. Ridhimaa herself was confused about herself. She was all of sudden feeling as if it was her vidaai. Padma was no help either. Though, sheshank tired to control both the ladies but after sometime he gave up and signaled anjali to interrupt. And here now ridhimaa was on her way to armaan.

She looked up and found him standing near his car. The way he was looking at it there was no doubt he was in love with it. The roll's royal phantom in shiny black paint was indeed a sight. Armaan had bought the sedan just before his marriage but never get chance to take its driver's seat. Armaan was never fond of driving by himself except from for the first drive of his every addition. But as Edward was not there so he was bound to drive by himself. He was busy studying his sedan's exterior when he felt the tap on his shoulder.

Armaan turned to face mallik's security head, who was clearly unhappy about something. With the expression on his face ridhimaa was sure the old man was not at all in agreement with whatever armaan was instructing yet he kept his head bowed and nodded every now and then. Ridhimaa was still far from them so she didn't hear any of their conversation whereas armaan continued without noticing ridhimaa at all?

"And Mr. Pandit I don't want you to hide somewhere or be invisible. I just simply don't want you around got it" armaan instruct tejas ever so softly yet strictly as if he was some small boy and armaan was his mother who was instructing him about to behave in front of guests.

"But AM senior Mallik?."

"cut the crap tejas" armaan cut him in between clearly annoyed "I'll handle dad and don't you dare cross me. Be here and yes keep your eyes and ear open." Tejas nodded his head getting Armaan's signal while armaan turned to his car.

Closing the door genteelly ridhimaa wiped her tears. She was still in hiccups. She would have continued her mourning but she felt something and looked up from her lap. She was left undone as she saw him starring back at her intently. Ridhimaa didn't know armaan was already in car. They kept starring at each other for some moments. Ridhimaa was still trying to comprehend his weird expression when he suddenly smiled at her?

"Kahaan chalengi aap madam?"

"Kya?" ridhimaa asked confused.

Armaan rolled his eyes heavenward " come in front I am not your driver" snapped armaan and next moment he got the reaction he was fishing for. Ridhimaa sat on the front sit slamming the door hard. Armaan pressed his lips resisting his smile. He was most uncomfortable with weeping women and seeing ridhimaa all ready to cry he thought to get her riled up. He can have her angry but not crying.

Bringing engine to life armaan slowly turned out of large iron gates. Ridhimaa was clutching her hands together in order to control her anger. She never realized where her emotional mood vanished. Armaan was hell of irritating and his mood swings were worst that a pregnant women. She can never understand him. The more time she is spending with him the more he is becoming mystery for her.

Though, the trip was sudden still ridhimaa was determined to make armaan visit hell in his very life. Just like he has made her life horrible, she will also turn his life ups down. Ridhimaa was more than determined to turn the visit in her favour. She has sudden plans on her chart and if everything goes well then maybe she will be take the free step in Mumbai.

Ridhimaa was pulled out to her thoughts. She gazed out to look at the source and interruption and found a dog ahead barking looking at there direction. The dog was chained to their neighbour's gate. Ridhimaa narrowed her brows highly irritated with the voice when armaan suddenly took the turn and raced the car from just near the dog. Ridhimaa would have screamed if she would have found her voice.

she looked back and found the dog barking again. She sighed in relief for a moment she thought armaan killed the poor creature. She turned to confront armaan and found him smiling. Armaan was more than pleased with himself. The dog was getting on his nerves. Ever since he came back to India the hairy irritator was having fits. Wherever he sees armaan he starts barking as if he was some thief.

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"stop the car armaan" shout ridhimaa her lungs out. They were on their road to goa. Ridhimaa was trying her best to not to pay any attention to him but he didn't left any option to her.

"what ridhimaa... you would have get us killed now" shouted armaan back as the truck passed by just an inch away from them. Armaan was fully concentrating on his driving when ridhimaa's shout lost his focus.

"Tum aise manics ki tarah drive karoge toh marenge hi na"

Armaan turned his full attention to ridhimaa now "sab kuch thik chal raha tha until tum horror movies ki heroine ki tarah nahi chillayi"

Ridhimaa opened her mouth in shock. How can he blame her? Armaan saw her getting all worked up. He knew he was in for a big time and if he didn't stopped her now hen they will spend rest of their day on the road, which was not what he planned.

Ridhimaa pointed her finger at him "look armaan??"

Armaan stops her by grabbing his hand with both of his "no ridhimaa please mere bare me aisa sab mat socho mujhe sharm aati hai" ridhimaa looked at armaan bewildered, he was blushing looking down like a teen girl after meeting her first crush.

Ridhimaa closed her eyes tight and opens again he was really testing waters now "armaan what the hell you are talking about?"

"feelings ridhimaa" replied ridhimaa even before ridhimaa could complete her question.

"feelings?"

"yeah! Feelings wahi feelings jo tumhare dil me mere liye hai and your trying to hide them with your anger, right?"

Ridhimaa throws her hands in air here he goes again "armaan I m telling you this for the last time mere dil me tumhare liye sirf ek hi feeling hai hate ki get it straight in you dense system"

"Really then why you are getting angry?" asked armaan with one brow raised in The Rock style.

"That because??" she stopped in middle. She was well aware that there is no point in getting in argument with him, he won't change "nothing I m not getting angry fine"

"Really but I think"

"Armaan chale"

"Aye aye madam" armaan didn't want to push her any further and with that engine roared to life.
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The Mumbai to goa was one hell of journey for ridhimaa all thanks to her husband and he weird choice of songs. He played most loud and idiotic songs during entire drive. All the while ridhimaa was just praying that they should reach the destination soon. For once she thought to ask him to stop but then remembering their earlier fight she stopped herself. She wasn't ready for another 'feeling' session.

Ridhimaa's head was pounding till they reached the hotel. It wouldn't have been that worst but Armaan's singing talent was reason to her condition. First he was playing most noisy songs and to add more to it he sang along. And form her journey with him she was hell sure of one thing that he was worst singer. Worst that any bathroom singer. She was already feeling like deaf.

The hotel was a really a pleasure to watch. The atmosphere was so soothing that ridhimaa felt her headache subsiding. The hotel was just near the beach and salty-natural essence was adding more to the environment. But what surprised ridhimaa was armaan. The moment ago he was all wild doing topori like singing and now he was clam and serene. There was simply no expression on his face. Ridhimaa was bit surprised by the switch of characters.

Ridhimaa turned her attention from armaan to her surroundings. The beach to the left of hotel was more than inviting and keeping in track with her love for them was adding more to the attraction. Ridhimaa would have swept from Armaan's side to her attraction but she stopped at Armaan's pulled her towards him by her waist. Ridhimaa was taken aback by his action, she thought to give him peace of his mind but then something else caught her attention.

It was the lined staff member clad in black and white suits. It didn't' took ridhimaa any longer to understand what armaan was doing. Armaan looked down at her smiled squeezing her waist, commanding her to behave. Ridhimaa sighed; she knew she was in for the pretence. They walked side by side when the manager escorted them to their floor. It was reserved floor for owners.

Ridhimaa scanned the entire room and was more than impressed. The hotel room was quite similar as their bedroom and knew it was designed according to Armaan's choice. The same pure white colored walls with no other color combined gave very pleasant and serene touch to the room and the other color she found in room was red. But the two color were mixed so well that ridhimaa didn't found then unappealing.

Ridhimaa threw her mobile on bed and walked to the rocking chair near the window besides bed. There was a small table with table lamp and a shelf loaded with piles of books, perfectly lined. Ridhimaa thought about the possibility of armaan reading there books sitting on the rocking chair but immediately dismissed it. Armaan never reads. She never had seen him reading anything. May be it was another part of interior she knew how some people love to show off and keeping shelves piles with books certainly add standards.

She had already seen such piles of books in Armaan's study and till this time she never for once saw him even peeking at them. Ridhimaa was busy with her inspection when she heard the knock on the door. It was rather soft knock so she knew it was not armaan and moreover he didn't have any manners at all to knock.

Ridhimaa closed the door thanking the server, who just shown up with a coffee and kept a fresh water in there room. Ridhimaa was more than impressed with the staff. She was indeed in absolute need of coffee. Though, her headache had subsided somewhat but yet she was feeling her head pounding a little. Ridhimaa wanted to fresh n up first but she was too tired to even move a muscle. So she simply pushed the thought way with the bargain to take a long relaxing bath after her lazy hours.

Ridhimaa was about to take a sip from her cup when something else caught her attention it was small tablet with a small note card. Ridhimaa kept the cup aside and picked up the card. Ridhimaa opened the card and read it aloud?.

"The tablet and coffee will help your headache. Have rest basanti!" There was also the p.s attached to it "don't feel for me! ? AM"

Ridhimaa rolled her eyes at his reference to her. She kept the note back and took the medicine. He was becoming a riddle for her. The more she try to solve it the most she found herself trapped in it. She knew there was no use was no use of trying to understand him. He was simply impossible.
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Armaan came back to the room in evening. He was on his way with ridhimaa to their room when his manager stopped him to discuss about the preparations of the fashion parade next day. Armaan would have denied as he was also quite tried with driving but the discussion was indeed important so he escort ridhimaa to their room and went along the manager.

armaan noticed ridhimaa, he knew she was very tired and must be suffering from headache so he asked the server to sent coffee to her. And by the look of her he was sure his efforts show results as she was looking fresh and more cheerful. Ridhimaa had taken nice nap after having her coffee and took a long relaxing bath as per her plan. She was for the first time truly grateful to armaan for not interrupting her.

Armaan also took the bath and was planning to have some rest. He had no plans for today except from a party which he was in no mood to attain. It was a causal start off party, completely not necessary to attain. Ridhimaa frowned at him, seeing wet towel on bed. She was about to call him but stopped seeing him busy on phone?

"Yep I'll check it?.sure..bye" ending the call armaan made himself comfortable on bed with his laptop in front of him. Ridhimaa came back in the room keeping the towel back in the washroom. Armaan was busy checking a important presentation which he just receive via mail when he heard her?.

"a?.armaan" armaan looked up from screen to her, she was doing her unpacking, which remind armaan that he still has to do it.

Ridhimaa continued knowing he won't say anything "wo actually I wanted to a?I wanted to thank you" armaan again looked up at from screen with his brows wrinkled. He wasn't sure if she as really talking to her, he even turn back to check if there was someone else behind him.

Not finding anyone armaan turned to her and found her starring at him with confused expression "are you talking to me?" armaan asked pointing towards himself to confirm if she really was talking to him.

Ridhimaa plainly nodded her head to which armaan raised his brow, tensed. Ridhimaa was thanking him it was not usual there must be something cooking up. Seeing his confusion ridhimaa continued "wo medicine aur coffee ke liye" probed ridhimaa snapping armaan out of his thoughts.

Finally realization struck to him "oh"

Oh what reaction was that? This man didn't have any manners. Ridhimaa cursed armaan for his I-don't-give-a-damn attitude. Ridhimaa knew armaan was not really going to say anything and the conversation will drop here. She can't let that happen only she knew how big stone she kept on her heart to say the word "THANK YOU" to him which he certainly don't deserve but she so wanted this conversation. She has to make sure that her line was clear. So, she can carry on with her plan.

"a? armaan kal tum kya kar rahe ho?"

"I'll be attending fashion parade" said armaan without moving his gaze from screen.

"a toh tum kal busy rahoge right?"

Armaan arched one fine brow at her "yeah"

"A?fashion parade me bohot log aayenge na?"

"Yeah bohot log aayenge but why are you asking all this?" armaan asked with his full attention on her to which ridhimaa shrugged "just like that?general knowledge you know? a... By the way meri toh koi jarurat nahi hogi na waise bhi mujhe yeh fashion shows me koi interest nahi hai" added ridhimaa last bit to cover up.

"nahi tumhari jaroorat nahi hogi waise bhi behangi aur fashion show get along nahi karte" armaan chuckles at his own comment.

'wo toh kal pata chal jayega ki koun get along nahi karta' thought ridhimaa smirking.
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Armaan and ridhimaa face to face now. Not in war obviously, they were in one of the private chamber to have their dinner waiting for supper to come. There was pin drop silence. Both were busy in there own worlds, without paying any attention to one another. Armaan was busy on his on his blackberry answering his mails and ridhimaa was starring outside, admiring the night look of beach via see through mirror.

After shoving unimportant mails to trash he finally looked up keeping his phone in his pocket. She was deeply engrossed in the view. Armaan also turned to see watch had caught her attention and found nothing fancy. To satisfy and his curiosity and killing time he decided to start a conversation?

"What you are looking at?" ridhimaa shift her gaze to him to see him waiting for her answer with raised brows.

"Beach" she plainly answered.

"Beach?" armaan probed her to continue but she only nodded turning her attention back to her vista.

"What's so interesting in there?"

"its beautiful ?calm" armaan narrowed his brows at her forlorn voice. He was surprised with the longing in her voice.

"Don't tell me you like beaches?"

"No I don't like beaches" armaan sighed. Ridhimaa turned her full attention on him "I love it"

The reaction was certainly not what armaan was expecting "what?" armaan shouting in shock.

Ridhimaa herself was bewildered with his response. His weird things were getting even weirder. Why he would have problem with her love for beaches.

"how can you like beach? What's good in beaches? They are dist?.disturbing?.distracting?I ?I hate beaches?too much water." ridhimaa was first angry with him but then see got surprised seeing him so uncomfortable.

He gulped the glass full water and patted the panic beads from his forehand. His hands were trembling and the expression he was wearing, it was different. Panic was all over visible on his face as if he was having vision of something terrible. Ridhimaa wanted to ask him if he was fine when hastily excused himself and rushed out of the chamber.

Ridhimaa patiently waited for armaan. He was gone for long time. The dinner was already arrived and ridhimaa thought to wait for him. She waited for him another 10-15 minutes and when he didn't shown up she went out to check on him. She was on her way towards restroom when she stopped seeing something.

She moved closer towards the glass wall to have clear view. Her eyes widen in shock. Armaan was standing outside in hotel garden with a girl clinging on him. It was quite a dark so ridhimaa didn't see the face of girl, she was wearing red short dress resting bearing on her mid thigh. Ridhimaa was disgusted with him. She thought he must be in problem but here he was busy polishing his Casanova image.
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Armaan opened the door of their room, looking clearly irritated. Ridhimaa saw him via mirror continue to apply lotion on her hands. Armaan got even more irritated with her.. After getting some fresh air when he returned back to chamber she was nowhere in sight. He asked the staff but no one noticed her. He searched entire hotel for her before coming to their room and here she was paying no heeds to him.

"Ridhimaa tum aise bina bataye kyon aa gayi I was searching for you and tum?."

"Really?" asked ridhimaa picking up her folder cloths from bed "actually tum itni jaldi wapas aa gaye ki meri bhook mar gayi"

"Ridhimaa I was coming wo raste me koi mil gaya tha" explained armaan.

Ridhimaa closed the wardrobe door hard, reminding armaan again that he was still up for his unpacking "mil gaya tha ya mil gayi thi"

Armaan narrowed his brows at her "tum mere picha kar rahi thi?"

Ridhimaa rolled her eyes "oh please mujhe tumhare picha karne me koi interest nahi hai actually mujhe toh tumse baat karne me hi koi interest nahi hai"ridhimaa walked passed him.

He turned to face her "look ridhimaa?"

"Light off kar dena?good night" ridhimaa pushed the covers over her head, finished the conversation.

Armaan came back changing in his night cloths. He was all off sudden feeling very tired and sleepy. Ridhimaa felt the mattresses move and gets up immediately.

"What are you doing?"

"Sone ki tayyari kar raha hoon" said armaan setting up pillows properly.

"haan wo toh dikh raha hai but tum yahaan kya kar rahe ho"

"Ridhimaa tum mere gum me chadha ke toh nahi aayi na?kyon ek hi question ghuma phira ke puch rahi ho?"

"maine nahi pi hai aur I m saying ki tum yahaan bed pe kya kar rahe ho"

"wahi ho normally normal log itni raat ko karte hain?sone ja raha hoon" he said the last bit shouting to her benefit.

"tum yaahaan nahi so sakte" protested ridhimaa.

"kyon?" asked armaan confused.

"kyonki main keh rahi hoon"

"toh? And by the way madam yeh mera room hai mere bed hai ehsaan mano ki main tumhe yahaan sone de raha hoon"

"ehsaan? Ehsaan mange meri jooti aur filhaal tum yahaan nahi so sakte samjahe?"

"main yahiin sounga samjhi?" said armaan pulling duvet.

"no" said ridhimaa pulling duvet back.

"yes? ager tumhe problem hai toh niche so jao" he pulled the duvet.

"main niche nahi soungi" continued ridhimaa her tug and war with duvet.

"Neither I" armaan duvet hard making ridhimaa land on his lap. Armaan's hand unintentionally reached to her waist and he held her protectively to himself. They were very close with their faces inches apart from each other. Armaan's gaze stopped at her lips. He was suddenly wanted to taste her? to feel her soft rosy lips against him. He has kissed her before but yet he never felt this kind of excitement.

Ridhimaa felt her heart thudding against her ribcage. Armaan moved closer to her. his nose was now touching hers? lips barely separated from hers. Armaan was about to seal his lips with hers when ridhimaa pushed him away with her hand rested on his shoulder. She kept her hand on her chest trying to slow down her heartbeat.

Armaan snapped out of the spell with the hard push and ridhimaa tucked a lose strand behind her ear nervously. Armaan was stupefied with what just happened. He never loosed his control like this but with her he always seems out of control. He never felt such a strong urge to such anyone like he felt for her. yet he smacked himself for loosing himself like that.

Ridhimaa was not behind she was also surprised with her own reaction. Each time he touched her, her body clearly betray her. she got worried for the moment but pushed the though aside feeling the growing awkwardness.

"thik hai tum tumhari side pe sona aur main meri side per. Fine?" suggested ridhimaa still with her heart still pacing. Without saying anything armaan just nodded his head and lay on his side pushing covers over his head. Ridhimaa started at him and turned to her side, keeping as much distance from him as possible.
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Originally posted by: sjain

tomoro :((

is it possible for u to update it today??😳