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49 What IF we can't be…

Driving towards Office on Sunday was the least thing he wanted, but the delegates wanted to have one last word before going, so unfortunately Armaan had to leave, but at the same point he was glad he left the house. He was so annoyed with people interfering in his life, even if it was his mother or father. He was so annoyed with all those questions, asked about the baby. He was like, why don't anyone understand the simple thing; I am NOT ready to share my love with any one – be it my own child. At least not now…! No.

He knew he was being stupid, he also wanted a baby – a baby who would call him dad – daddy, or papa what the baby prefers, he thought, chuckling, but the thing is why now? He knew his love for Riddhima would triple up once she give birth to his baby, but at the same time she would be like dedicating 19 to 20 hours to baby in a day, he knew this! He shook his head as he drove in anger. He had never felt so happy in leaving Riddhima esp. on Sunday but this time he had ran away from home once he got call from office. He had eventually started feeling guilty as he had burst out on his mother; telling her off that whenever, he and Riddhima wants they will think of baby and they had no plans for the baby – yet!

While on the other hand, Riddhima was flipping channel, listening to Muskan and Naina, though her mind was somewhere else. She was so confused at Armaan's behavior and then the out burst he had shown towards his family was totally not what she least expected.

It had been almost 12 hours from the moment she had disposed off those protection pills and she had started feeling really nostalgic and this feeling was happening due to the fear of Armaan's reaction once he finds out – what she is up to.

Soon the time went by and it was evening time when Armaan tiredly walks in the house, looking around to see it totally empty… "Riddhima? Mom? Rahul…?" he called out, shuddering he walks away into kitchen too see Riddhima at stove, doing something, "Hey!" he called.

She turned in fright, "God Armaan! Planning to kill me or what?" she scolded him, keeping a hand over heart. "haha… sorry, didn't meant to scared you off!" He replied and hugs her from behind as she started chopping vegetables again with her back to him. "Where is everyone?" he asked, kissing her neck, which was left bare.

"Rahul and Papa took Muskan and Mama too shopping!" Riddhima replied, arching her neck smiling and enjoying his soft caresses on her skin, "uhm… you didn't go?" he asked, hugging her waist from one arm and pushing her hair off her one shoulder completely, placing all of her hair on other shoulder, leaving one side totally bare. "Nope… I knew you would come up any minute – so I thought to stay back and wait for you." She picked all the vegetables by joining her palms and moved it in the pan over stove. "I am making pan-cakes…" she whispered, as she felt his lips kissing her from earlobe down to nap, making her chest hype up and then fall down, with the increase in her heart beats in response…

"chodo… na Armaan. Baad mai." She elbowed him. "baad mai everyone will be around! And almost…." He nibbled her nap, between his lips, making her shiver, while he grasped her elbow from behind which she kept using as her weapon. "Almost…. Half day is already wasted! I won't let you waste the rest of the day!" he closes the stove, and simply picks her up, without much of an hurdle. "tum nahi sudhroga!" she hit his shoulder, rolling her arms around his neck, while he walks up the stairs, "nahi… chance he nae hai." He replied, cheekily and entered the bedroom, closing the door by his kick.

He lowered her down on floor - making her stand in middle of room, his eyes stared, locked up in hers; making her get aware of his intentions. Blushingly, she breaks the eye contact and look side way, a bit down - avoiding his gaze; he grins and wraps an arm around her waist, pulling her into him… which made her lips curve up in a slight smile. "I love you…." He whispered.

Riddhima smiled widely, lowering her eyes down as she got more close to him by keeping her hands over his shoulder area, for support. She could never get bored of these three words, if their had been a third party here, that person would have gotten bored by hearing the number of times he had confessed his love to her, but she could never get enough of these simple three words, and every time he those words, it just left a very new effect on her; as if he had said it – confessed it for the very first time.

Feeling a jerk from him she looks up at him, in his eyes this time. Her hands reached out to his cheek that was a bit rough due to small beard showing up, still he looked so handsome in it, she thought. She caressed his cheek as she notice him closing his eyes, a way of tell her that he was loving her touch. Smiling she kept on caressing his cheek, understanding the fact of he loving it – "I love you too…" she said, almost a whisper. He opens his eyes, as his hands on her waist got tighter, making a small gasp lead out of her mouth which hit on his face. He grins, and lowered his face to her level while she tilted her head back to make it easier for him, her one hand still was onto his cheek while other slipped in to his hair, and silently next moment he placed his lips on hers, tracing her lips along with the tip of his tongue, feeling her sweetness, she groaned as she felt his hands grabbing her hip, and arching her up close to him. She parts her lips, as a moan escape which gave him access to let his tongue slip into her mouth, his other hand went up to the nape of her neck – to bring her lips even more closer to his, while she happily pressed herself with him, making his hiss in pleasure as he felt her upper feminine banged on his hard core chest.

She was so daze in that moment that she didn't notice herself being getting free from her sari till he lowered her on to their bed, while they continued to kiss one another. "How did… you…" she tried to ask about how her sari was off her, while she was left with just the skirt and blouse only. He smirked and buried his hand in her hair and pulled her head outward lightly to expose her throat and then he left passionate kisses… she moaned with every kiss or suck of his. Her one leg arched up on around his torso, as she was laid on bed with him on top. She hurriedly unbuttoned his shirt; she was actually equally dying to touch his hard body too but the damn shirt was not in her favor. He chuckled when he notices she couldn't manage to do so. So he volunteered, by getting himself free from his jeans and shirt, in one go. She blushed as he silently winks at her, and threw his weight on her, she pushed her shyness a side and ran her hand across his tight hard abs, while she placed her lips on his, and he followed her line and kissed her back, while freeing her from the rest of the clothes.

She knew he was expert in withdrew cloths off her and he proved it yet today again lol. She was so lost that she didn't even know that where her rest of clothes was but at same time she cared less about it... She emerged close to him, as she wanted to feel him close. She ran her fingers into his hair while kissing him still, and then breaking apart, for breathes. She kissed his stubble cheek, she loved the feeling of it - palming his cheek, and she continued to trace his face with her soft lips. She looks up in his eyes, as if sending him a silent message. She grabbed his arm, and moaned his name as he pressed his bare body with hers. His hand calmly rested on her waist and other on her thigh. ………………..

He claimed his love once again to her as he made love to her…. A tear strolled out her eyes as she grabbed his shoulder more tightly and pulled her head outward. She called out his name with a groan, as she felt him making her his once again. She digs her nails in his skin while pulling herself close to him and hugged him in process. He whispered an 'Oh god…' in a hoarse groan. The sensation was building up between the two, the heat – the warmth of the collusion of two bodies was spreading into the surrounding of room, her slow moans and his kissing her loving slouch was echoing in their minds, making them go dazzle. The process that was all heated up soon began to ease down…. And their sync slowed down…. When they felt all the energy going down the drain………………

All they wanted right now was to be with each other…. Forever.

When he knew she couldn't take any longer neither could she – as they both hit the waves of love. Soon, Armaan moved away from her, throwing himself beside her on bed, grabbing her and pulling her onto him half way and circling his arm around her waist, holding her close to him, he pulled the sheet from his feet finger and brought it on top of them, "I love you…." She whispered, lazily keeping her hand over his chest after kissing his ear lobe. "Love you jaan…" he whispered, and after it they remained silent to slow down their breathings while feeling one another close to each other.. Pushing away the hairs of her face, he smiled at her, and barely touched her lips for once – her eyes were glistening with happiness in response ………….soon they close their eyes for a small nap.

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3 days later – afternoon hours.

Riddhima was roaming in her room with tears shirking out of her hazel eyes…. She had something clutched in her fist, "hello beauti…." Armaan entered the room at evening hours to notice her in such a horrifying state.

"Wth…." He whispered and rushed to her, closing the door with one push of his hand. "Armaaannn!" she cried and hugged him tightly. "What happened Riddhima?" Armaan was pushed back a bit with the sudden hug, though he maintained his balance and circled his arms around her, worriedly.

"Every… thing… is destroyed… I hate myself Armaan… I don…t… believe this…! I don't want … .to live… how… .Can god…. Be so cruel to… me…" she cried…. Hugging on to him, hiding her face in his neck, "Jaan… shhh… Ridddhima… listen to me… please… please tell me kya hua… I will help you in your problem…" he was interrupted again.

"You can't help me in this … Armaan… I am cursed by… god… I am cursed…" she pushed herself away from him and sat down at the foot post of the bed, crying on her own. Armaan felt his heart summersaults as if thousand of needle just pass through his soul – to see her eyes damp red, all puffy.

"What is wrong… jaan… please Riddhima… batoo… I am worried now.." he crawled on his knee's in front of her, holding her fisted palms by his, he frowned to see a tube sort of thing in her hand, he slowly opened her palm to get a shock of his life.

His eyes grew bigger when he understood that it was a pregnancy tester tube. "Riddhima…?" he looked up at her, in hoarse voice. "i… can never be pregnant Armaan… ! I can never be a mother…. I can never give you a child…" she cried…. "I hate my self…" she cried, letting the tester fall down her hand, he checked it to see it was negative. "this all happened because I had never been a nice wife…. And I had hid this thing before taking such step… God punishing me… Armaan… God is punishing me bad…!" she cried hiding her face in her palms. Armaan frowned as he didn't get what she had hidden from him…

"Riddhima… baby… you can't be pregnant because you are at protection… sweetheart…" he cupped her face, making her look at him. She looks at him – in his eyes and tear emerged out of her eye more and that was enough for him to realize what it meant…. "You…. Stopped taking it… did you…?" he asked, disappointment visible in his eyes… "I should have known…" he stood up, only to see her falling down on floor at his feet due to his sudden change of position and she loosing support of his hands. "I can never be a mother…. Armaan… I can never have my own baby…. God is punishing me for my mistakes…" Her eyes shimmered fresh tears as she arched her body on carpet. Armaan turns and looks down at her, his heart wrecked in thousands pieces when this peace of information land into his brain…. His eyes got watery… and soon tears spit out. He lowered down on his knee….

He knew he didn't want a baby right now…. But he surely wanted many later…. He was fond of them….he loved babies – he always wanted babies…. And hearing this information from her made his heart yearn for the babies now! He silently rubbed his tears and lowered to her level, he had to be with her in this, no matter what. "Your chachi was right! I don't deserve you – you should have let me view that reports back than in past! You should have left me by than Armaan…! What sort of woman I am…. I can't give you a baby…. I can't give you some one who could call you papa…." She cried, not caring if anyone heard…. She was emotionally mentally and even physically to some extent hurt… she so wanted to die right now….

"shhh…. Jaan… mai hoon na… we will figure this out… okay… rona banda karo… please Riddhima… crying can't be a solution…" he hugged her, trying to console, only to hear her yell in pain, "I want a baby….! I want my baby Armaan! Why did God this to me! There can't be any solution Armaan…." she cried and cried…. Hiding herself in him.

After few moments, something passed his mind. And he looks at the picture through different angle!!! While thinking, he was rocking her in his arms like a baby… to calm her….

"Riddhima baby… this test doesn't prove this! This was just a normal pregnancy test – it does not prove that you can be or cannot be pregnant… we would go to doctor… okay… there is still hope…" he pulled her in his lap… still rocking her, "what if the report say the same Armaan! Why didn't I get pregnant by now than Armaan…." she cried. "No… it won't… now get up…" he stood up and made her stand up too ignoring her last statement... Noticing her steps dizzy he picks her up in his arms and took her too bed, "when will we go to doctor…?" she quickly asked, as he settled beside her laid body…. "Today in evening! Par right now you have to sleep… look at you kya haalat kardi hai apni!" he rubbed her cheeks as tears kept on streaming out her eyes.

"Armaan…" she spoke, pulling herself up on bed and lowering her head on his chest, as he rested his back on bed post, "are you upset that I hid from you about disposing off the protection pills……. And which I had stopped taking medicine." She spoke in a low voice.

"haan bohat…" he replied, still hugging her, sadly. "I am sorry Armaan… I know I was wrong… may be because of my attitude God has punished me..!" she sobbed, fisting his shirt in her palm. "pagalon wali baat mat karo! Nothing is wrong! And even if we didn't have a baby… we will remain with each other like this," he hugged her tight.

She sobbed quietly. "Armaan… mai… I am sorry..." she apologized, "it is okay, Riddhima! I wanted a baby too… I just never mentioned it too you – I equally carved for someone who could call me papa…. But that baby should be only ours…. Or else I don't want baby! You get that – not without you hmmm!" he left a hint for her…

"I am sorry Armaan…. I had not been taking it from last 4 days…! I know…. I did wrong…" she was interrupted. "Only 4 days back?" he frowned. "Yea…" she whispered.

"4 days mai can you be pregnant…?" he asked, it was a question not a statement, frowning at this piece of information. She looks up at him and thinks over what he said. "I mean… we had done it…. Every day… twice or at least once…. Tou… I thought…. K…." she replied hesitatively.

"May be you can't be pregnant so soon jaan…" he replied, smiling lightly, with a ray of hope… "May be… I just hope what I thought is wrong…" she whispered, hugging him tightly. "Can't we go to doctor now…?" she questioned, anxiously…

"No – we will rest now… look at you – all wrecked out. Why don't you just open up with me… Riddhima once and for all… I know you feared that I would shout at you if you mentioned me about with drawing from medicines… but you know you are wrong….!!! After that project – I had thought to talk to you about the baby… but I never got time… and eventually the topic was left behind… you know – what I wanted to tell you…back than?" he said,

"what..?" she whispered looking at him, "that we should start planning for a kid… may be you are right… may be it is time we step ahead to our next step… seriously… I know baby is going to part you away from me… but we would manage and bring out time for one another… you were right! Baby wouldn't lessen our love… the baby would actually enhance our relation even more!!!" he said.

"I am sorry Armaan!" she threw herself in his arms with tears; while he circled his arms around her, "though I am disappointed that you took a step without my acknowledgement… but that's okay… nothing less accepted from you!" he whispered kissing her ear, teasing her. She felt guilty and parts away, still sitting in his lap and looking at him.

"I would do anything to make you believe Armaan that this was my last ever mistake I know I had said this before… but I swear on you Armaan… please forgive me…. I would rather die but never hide anything from you – I am sorry…." she added, lowering her eyes, "Oyeee! Chuppp!" he scolded her lovingly… "pagal ho kya! We will stay with each other for ever… don't say anything like that… Riddhima… when you love some one, when you marry some one you accept one another's bad and good things both… okay… aur there are many thing that you tolerate too – I am not a very perfect person okay… I can be intolerable at times too." Pause, "and if I am a bit disappointed then at the same time I am glad too that you took a step… I would have still be reluctant about it – but you don't know how excited I would be to know – if you are expecting!" he told her with enthusiasm in end.

She looks at him with smile on her lips and fear in her eyes. "What if I can't be pre…?" he kept his finger on her lips. "We won't think about it yet… lets meet doctor – go through test – let the report come out – then we would think…! And even if the report is negative…. Let me be very clear Riddhima… we are meant to be together – we would stay together! And on other hand what if I have some problem" he spoke in a hoarse – damp serious tone, firm tone. She looks at him, and kept a hand over his lips. "I would die… if you even thought to take any step – any stupid decision! That would effect OUR relation…" he added. "Okay..?" he asked her, "am I clear to you Mrs. Malik." He added,

"Yeaa…" she whispered, gulping.

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Night hours.

"I am so glad you to planning too!" Riddhima told everything to Muskan. "When will the report come out?" Muskan questioned as they sat in Muskan's room. "Tomorrow! I am sacred Muskan – I hope I am fit in that side… what if..." she was interrupted.

"Relax… think about it … Tomorrow…! Everything will be fine Riddhima… God can't be cruel to you this much…." Muskan said, holding Riddhima's hand to sooth her down. "heard Armaan went through test too – to find out if he was normal – or did he had a problem ?" Muskan asked in low voice, "yea… he said, may be he might have a problem – GOD forbid! God forbid…! I just wish we are healthy and normal… and can have a baby…." Riddhima spoke back. "don't worry – just be positive and keep your hopes high." Muskan consoled. "between Riddhima must say Armaan is one in a million…!" Muskan added. "I know… he is…!" Riddhima replied, smiling lightly.

"I just hope Muskan…. I just hope…." Riddhima said, when the door of room opened, and Rahul along with Armaan walk in. "What are you two cooking up?" Armaan asked.

"tujha har baat jaani hai !" Muskan shuts him up.

"Muskan tu zyada mat bol – ab soon Riddhima will be expecting too! Phir tou no one will give you lift!" Armaan replied, smiling. "Armaan!" Riddhima hit his arm. "haan haan… tou! Mujha mera Rahul lift kare ga! Tu konsa mera liya kuch karta hai!" Muskan sniffed complaining. "lo they starting it again!" Rahul mumbled making Riddhima giggle. "oye jhutti ! aus din who brought ice cream for you!" Armaan stated glaring at Muskan.

"haan tou!! Bada chacha ho baby k ! aur wese bhi you didn't took me out at the ice cream parlor – you actually went and brought it home while I wanted to go out and eat!" Muskan blasted.

"acha bass karo!" rahul interrupted.

"haan tou Baby ka Papa ko bolo naa! Mai tou apna baby k liya yea kaam karunga!" Armaan replied, teasingly. While Riddhima's heart was bubbling up with nervousness…. Tomorrow's report held onto her future…. She was sacred what if the unspoken dreams of Armaan remained a dream; she was shock to see him revealing his excitement for the baby now – and that too all of a sudden!! The last reaction was too shocking – but this time he felt so interested into the baby!! So quickly!!! She was confused though happy too…

"haan haan! Phir mera baby ki tou value hee nahi rahe ge! Right!" Muskan sniffed as if she was about to cry!

"aree nahi Muskan! Pagal ho kya! Your baby will be first baby in our family…. Everyone's sweetheart" Riddhima hugged Muskan in a way to console her.

"Riddhima! she is acting!" Armaan chuckled noticing how stupid his wife was to fall for Muskan's crocodile tears.

"Shut up Armaan! Muskan ko tang na karo – it is not good for her to be upset at such state!" she replied. "chaloo now you rest…Muskan! chalo Armaan!" Riddhima said, "Bye Rahul … Bye Muskan, Good nite!" Armaan said. Passing a flying kiss to Muskan who humped in un real anger, though later she smiled once they left.

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He shuffled in bed after every minute and looks at Riddhima in frustration. "Aren't you sleepy?" he asked, "no… and you…?" she asked. "No… I can't… I was thinking about report…" he whispered, keeping his head on her chest, relaxing there.

"me too…" she replied, pulling her hand into his hair, trying to relax him, "can I ask you something…" she whispered. "hmmm" he replied, in a yes.

"achanak… I mean, all of a sudden, how come now you are all excited about baby…. last time the way you got sacred about baby was soo disappointing…" Riddhima asked,

"Actually after the fight on last Sunday with mom…! I hope you remember – when she asked me about when we are going to start planning about baby… remember?" pause, she nods in yes… "yea… so I thought she would not talk to me about this subject again after it but we spoke again on it, which you don't know, and she apologized for interfering. I felt guilty too for misbehaving and then we spoke… in that conversation with mom; I realize that our love for one another can never be affected by a baby Riddhima…. though we would face few hurdles but that still we face don't we…. Every day… every minute….. We learn new thing – that is forming our relation in to more strong knots…. Anyhow, Mom told me how dad was sacred at my birth but once he held me in his arms… all fear… all those insecurities flied away…. And you know that moment… my heart flustered… and that tiny moment… made my heart swell up Riddhima… just the thought of Holding MY baby in MY arms…. Drew such feeling in me…. Which is hard to describe…! I mean just the thought of feeling my baby opening eyes and staring at me… baby's hands clasping around my finger… sends shiver down my spine! I feel I would just be at peace once I held my baby in my arms… you know, mom just opened my eyes… in the conversation of hardly 15 minutes…! I was so wrong…! Thank god Mom sorted me out!" Armaan hugged Riddhima with all his might, and tears of happiness gush out of Riddhima eyes in response… "I love you…."

"I love you too!" he replied, sucking her tears off her eyes…

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8:00 am in Morning.

Riddhima combing her hair, while staring at Armaan from dressing mirror reflection, Armaan was quietly buttoning shirt. Both had been very silent… from very morning they open their eyelids… there heart was thumping really loud – they were sacred… yes who won't be… now when both had finally accepted that they were ready to be Parent…. Will the God say a yes in to it too….

Riddhima walks up to him, picking up his tie from bed, "may I.." she whispered, he nods at her, "Riddhima…" he started, "hmm…" she replied while staring at tie which was busy tying. "ajj jou bhi reports mai hou –remember one thing…. We will remain as one – we will be together…. Forever!" he told her, he had built another fear in his heart… knowing her by now – he can deal without a child but he can't deal with out her – he wanted to tell her… that he loved her more and the rest just followed…!

She slightly nodded, not looking at him, as she caressed his tie… once she was done. "mai tumsa bohat Pyar karta hoon! Riddhima…" he said, gulping. She looks at him her eyes got moist with his confession, it had so much depth… his voice left so impact on, and that produced Goosebumps on her skin… "please…" he added, not saying anything as he knew she had understood…. She nods quickly cupping his face with her palms – she rubbed the corner of his eyes to stop the tears that had started floating from his eyes…

"Mai tumhe kabhi nahi chodun Ge Armaan…. We will be together… whether the reports be positive or negative…" she quickly hugged him, even if the report were negative, and she felt guilty for not giving a child to him – she could never leave him… even if she thinks that she is being selfish – still she could leave him… she herself would die – if she stayed away from him for a day!!

They hugged each other till her phone buzz… looking at the caller id, she whispered, "Hospital…" he nods, and grabs her hand, pulling her out of the room.

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Reaching Hospital…. They both entered in to the room where their lady doctor was settled waiting with their report, "Hello Mr and Mrs Malik…. Please settle down…." The doctor greeted.

"Hello… doctor rep…" Armaan was interuppted.

"I know … I know… mr. Malilk…" the doctor said.

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