Just friendship or is it love (AR) Part 3 in pg 15 - Page 6

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A voice mumbled from beneath the bundles: "Hmmm"

Riddhima: "Of ho! Yeh larka bhi na. Hazar kumbhkaran marey honge tab jake iske roop mein wapas aaye. (aloud) Prince utho na. hum late ho jayenge college ke liye."

The voice now spoke loudly: "Arey yaar! Tumko aur koi kaam nehi hain kya? Itni subah aa gayi dimag khane. Subah subah mera dimag mat khao. Fridge mein bahut saare chocolates hain, unpar toot paro jake."

Riddhima: "Oh hello! "sleeping beauty"! Apne dreamland se wapas dharti pe aa jao, samjhe na. Chand suraj agar tumhare ghari ke hisab se chalne lagey na toh fir toh ho gaya kalyan. Subah ke aath baj rahe hain. Itni subah! Chalo ab utho aur taiyar ho jao. (Then she giggled) Aur waise na mujhe toh tumhara dimag hi khana hain. Itna tasty jo hain. Ab jaldi se uth jao warna dimag toh khaoungi hi, saath mein khoon bhi pee jaoungi."

The voice replied in an irritated tone: "kyun mera dimag kharab kar rahi ho yaar. Jao na. mujhe soney do."

Riddhima giggled: "Pehle decide karlo main tumhara dimag kha rahi hoon ya usko kharab kar rahi hoon."

The voice now yelled in frustration at not being left alone: "Aaarghhh! PARI!! Apni bakbak bandh karo aur mujhe sone do."

Riddhima shook her head in negativity. She knew that if she would leave him alone for a moment now, he would once again drift off to sleep. She knew him too well to pay any heed to what he said.

Riddhima: "toh tum aise nehi uthogey?"

The voice: "Nehi uthunga. Kabhie nehi uthunga. Jo karna hain karlo."

Riddhima accepting the challenge veiled in the statement: "Accha yeh baat hain? Thik hain agar seedhe tarike se baat nehi banti toh fir mujhe bhi ungli terhi karni aati hain."

A chucckle could be heard from beneath the blanket and the voice spoke up again: "Accha aur tum kya kar logi meri phoolan?"

A mischievous glint passed through her eyes and an evil grin crept up onto her lips. Riddhima replied: "Abhi pata chal jayega ."

At that very moment, as if in the form of divine assistance, a servant knocked at the door and entered. Riddhima smiled sweetly at him and he also smiled back at her.

The servant who was carrying a cup of steaming coffee placed on a beautiful green tray walkied upto her.

The servant: "Armaan baba ke liye coffee laya hoon bitiya."

Riddhima smiled: "thik hain kaka. Aap yahan rakh dijiye. Main de dungi." (Gesturing towards the bedside table)

The servant nodded and walking upto the bedside table kept the tray on it. The he left the room.

Riddhima kept looking at the cup for a moment and then her lips curved into a naughty smile and she knew what she had to do. She gently pulled up the side of the blanket and drew a fair, muscular arm and placed it ever so gently on her lap. Then she lifted up the cup with one hand while with the other free hand he lifted up the index finger of the arm and slowly dipped it into the steaming liquid. And within an instant, there was the desired reaction.

"Aaahhh! Pariii!!!"

The arm jerked itself free from her hold and the owner of the arm sat up on the bed with a jerk. As soon as he sat up the blanket slipped off, revealing an incredibly handsome face with a pair of handsome,oceanic blue eyes and slightly pink lips which were every girl's cravings. His jet black hair was all messed up and a few strands were stuck up to his forehead. He pouted which made him look even more cute and adorable than a kid.

Armaan looked at Riddhima with a scowl adorned on his face. While, Riddhima, on the other hand was laughing like a maniac, clutching her stomach. This irritated Armaan even more and he lunged on her. Seeing the mischievous glint in his eyes, Riddhima, though, swiftly moved away but she was no match to his incredible speed. He, somehow, managed to get hold of her arm. He pulled her back and she landed right onto his lap. He was grinning naughtily.

Riddhima: "Yeh kya tha?"

Armaan: "Wo kya tha?"

Riddhima: "kya?"

Armaan: "Tum ne mera haath kyun jalaya? Tum humesha aisa karti ho. Chalo ab humesha ki tarah isko thik bhi karo."

Riddhima giggled: "Accha aur agar maine nehi kiya toh?"

Armaan frowned and pouted: "Hmpf! Main hi sirf tumko apna best friend manta hoon. Tumko toh mera koi fikar hi nai hain. Koi parwah nehi hain tumhein meri."

Riddhima giggled and shook her head: "Uff! Tum bhi na Prince. Baccho se bhi jyada tantrums hai tumhare. Nakhre karna toh koi tum se seekhe. Now show me your finger."

He smiled victoriously and forwarded the slightly red finger like a little kid. Riddhima smiled and shook her head. She then took hold of his finger and putting it in her mouth she sucked it while Armaan kept smiling. After a while she took it out and looked at the smiling and once again cheerful "kid" of 21 yrs sitting in front of her.

Riddhima said in a kiddish voice: "Ab baby ki ungli thik hain? Baby ko jalan nehi ho rahi hain na?"

Armaan chuckled: "Nah granny! Not at all!"

Riddhima giggled: "Okay then grandson, now get up and freshen up. I'll keep your clothes ready."

Saying this she got up from his lap. Armaan too got up from the bed and standing in front of her he bowed to her in a royal manner: "Your wish is my command your highness."

Riddhima giggled and as he straightened up, she pushed him towards the washroom, shaking her head.

Then she went to the wardrobe where she had kept all his garments in neat piles. Oh yes, she had kept them as the wardrobe had been made out of bounds to him by her due to his height of untidiness and carelessness. However, this carelessness of his was only limited to himself. He was the most caring and loving guy when it would come to his family and friends, especially his best buddy. He always was there for her, to take care of her, to help her out, to hold her in his arms whenever she was upset or would feel low. And as for taking care of himself, did he really need to? Well, the fact was that he didn't. As she was always there for him. Infact, more than Armaan's mom, its Riddhima who had spoilt him by her limitless pamperings. To a great extent Armaan was dependant on Riddhima, from day to day necessities to emotional support.

Riddhima took out some garments, her taste being always the best and according to Armaan's taste, and she put them on the bed while humming a tune. Then she put his watch, mobile and other necessities alongwith them.

After putting them all in a neat pile on his bed, she called out: "Prince maine sab bed par rakh diye hain. Aur ab tum 15 min mein ready hokar neeche nahi aaye na toh.."

However, she was cut in between as the reply came back from the washroom in an instant: "Yes ma'm. Itna bhi miss mat karo mujhe ki main hichki lete lete hi behosh ho jao. Main bas yun aa jaounga."

She giggled and walked out of the room.

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(Dining hall)

In a colossal, round shaped table Subhankar Mallik was sitting and sipping his coffee occassionally and was as usual engrossed in the newspaper while Kirti was instructing the maids regarding the breakfast who were setting it as per the instructions. Riddhima walked up to Subhankar's chair and tapped on his shoulder. He looked up to see the girl he loved more than her own daughter.

Riddhima: "Dad, chaliye apna medicine lijiye. As usual aap bhool gaye."

Saying this she forwarded a pill and a glass of water.

Subhankar smiled warmly at her: "Arey beta main chahey bhool bhi jao, tu kabhi nehi bhoolti. Pata hain Kirti isiliye betiyan dil ki itni kareeb hoti hain."

Kirti also smiled: "Haan wo toh hain."

Just at the moment, they all heard a loud stomping noise somewhere up on the stairs and they all knew exactly who was the source of all these commotion.

Subhankar shook his head: "Yeh lo aa gaya toofan. Yeh larka thora pehle nehi uth sakta kya? Humesha late se uthta hain aur fir bhagadauri shuru."

Kirti giggled: "Jaldi uthega aur wo bhi Armaan? Agar Riddhu nehi hoti na toh wo poora din sota hi reh jaata. Aaj fir se breakfast skip kar jayega aur Anu ko bhi nasta nehi karne dega."

Riddhima giggled: "Don't worry mom, hum college canteen mein kha lenge."

Subhaankar: "Koi faida nehi hain Kirti. Riddhu kabhie bhi Armaan ki galti nehi manegi. Humesha uski harkato ko cover up karti rehti hain. (Riddhima chuckled) Sach mein beta teri pamperings se wo larka itna bigar gaya hain."

Riddhima: "oh com'on Dad! Prince humesha top karta hain apne exams mein aur saare sports aur extracurricular activities mein bhi wo humesha no.1 rehta hain."

Subhankar chuckled: "Wohi toh main sochta rehta hoon. Ki aakhir yeh parta kab hain? Sports wagera toh thik hain par exams mein top kaise karta hain yaar? I mean maine toh usko kabhie parte hue nehi dekha. Jab dekho parties, girlfriends yehi sab karta rehta hain."

Instead of Riddhima, the reply came from the stairs: "heyyy! Isme meri party karne ki aur girlfriends ki baat kahan se aayi beech mein? And hello! Main humesha apna kaam karke hi masti karta hu, okay!"

All three of them chuckled and turned to the stairs to see an incredibly handsome boy standing on the stair above the last stair. He was dressed in black denim jeans, a white highneck t-shirt and a black jacket and snickers of white and black combo. He had his college bag over his right shoulder and was spinning his sunglasses in the index finger of his left hand. In the combination of black and white he was looking extremely handsome. No wonder girls kept drooling over him. He for sure was the prince charming of one and every girl.

Armaan jumped down the stairs ignoring his mother's warning and landed neatly on the floor of the dining room. He walked up to his mom, gave her a side hug and a light peck on her cheek and then went up to his dad, he made a fist and lightly punched on his dad's fist.

Armaan: "Good morning Dad, Good morning Mom. (And then walking upto Riddhima he grabbed her arm while lifting up her bag lying on a chair nearby and giving it to her) okay mom, dad bye. Hum chaltey hain warna late ho jayenge college ke liye."

And he walked off, dragging Riddhima alongwith him while Kirti called out: "Arey par nasta toh karlo."

Armaan replied before shutting the door: "Chill mom! We'll have our breakfast in college canteen. Don't worry. Bye."

And with these they both dissapear behind the door.

Kirti: "is larke ko na khud chain hain aur nahi Riddhu ko chain ki saas lene deta hain."

Subhankar smiled: "Haan par jab tak veer Riddhu ke saath hain humein uski fikar karne ki koi jarurat nehi hain. Infact jab tak wo dono ek dusre ke saath hain un dono ki koi fikar nehi hain mujhe."

Kirti smiled in reply.

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(outside the mansion)

Armaan hurried to his car clutching his bag on one hand while Riddhima's wrist on the other. As they reached his black BMW, he left her wrist. Both of them were panting by then and decided to wait a moment to catch their breadth. Armaan turned and leaned by the door of the car with his back leaning against the car while Riddhima, who was facing the car, stood with her arms on her waist and was panting lightly.

Armaan blew the strands of hair falling on his forehead while Riddhima giggled.

Riddhima: "oye hero apna herogiri apne un stupid fan club members ko dikhana. Which includes mostly girls. They will just faint seeing all these nonsence stuffs. Mere samne waste mat karo. I know you too well to get impressed. Samjhe janab!"

Armaan chuckled and replied with a hint of naughtiness in his tone: "kyun tumhein jalan ho rahi hain?"

Riddhima: "Jalan! Oh please! Mujhe aur koi kaam nehi hain kya?"

Armaan: "bilkul nehi hain."

Riddhima pouted: "Huh! Accha toh mujhe koi kaam nehi hain, hain na? fine then kal se apne saare kaam khud hi karna. Aur mujhe bilkul awaz nehi lagana. Got it?"

Saying this she stomped her foot on the ground and flounced away. Moving to the other side of the car, she opened the door, got into it and closed the door with a loud bang.

Armaan, on the other hand, had already sensed trouble. He knew her just too well and her small gestures could reveal her mood to him and by her stomping and banging of the car door, he knew that she was angry. He mentally kicked himself for spoiling her mood in early morning.

I have similar kind of love story

my boyfriend is also my childhood friend

so u know I am loving it

luv der friendship...

cnt wait 2 read more...

continue soon...

aisha.