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Originally posted by: bhavyaksgians
i know i am maha late lol but i am little busy but i read all 2 os long time back but didnt get time to comment sorry...
here goes my long comment...
FOR OS 9this one is when start by finding ridzi is taken i am got angry but thank god that jerk sid is thrown out of os...arman is well done to punch him...aur 2-4 lagane chahiye the 😆but overall cute os...FOR OS 10it was another one of best confession...😆 both r love each other but scared to tell each other hehe...i loved when ridzi torn the flight ticket of arman...look kitni badi comment ho gayi lol...😳
Pyar Ko Ho Janay Do
OS | 11
AR VERSION
(Check Next Post for ARSH Version...BUT DO LIKE BOTH POSTS)
Riddhima looked around standing in the middle of the living room, to see the emptiness that filled her house. Just few minutes back, this house was filled with chatters, giggles, laughs and now, just in a matter of few seconds, this silence take place. She sigh as she sit on the sofa with a thump. Just few days back, she was in her village, surrounded by her friends who wouldn't leave a chance to tease her, to make her blush with the name of her to-be spouse who was now her very own husband. She was a girl who was looking up to her coming life with those dreams which were extremely especial for her. That day came, when she had to get married to the man, which was choose for her by her parents and destiny. Her father's words still ring in her mind. "Aj kal tau accha larka milna hi itna mushkil hai...uspe itna accha parivar...Meri betiya bohut bhagoon wali hai" And she smiled. For sure, her father was so right.
She was the only daughter of Mr & Mrs Shashank Gupta who were well respected in the Village. But when the villagers still follow the old tradition to think of a girl just as a machine who was born to give babies, nothing else and Education is strictly a No-No for them and boys were the only one's who were preferred, she can't thank God enough to bless her with such nice parents who love and support her all there life. Going against the wishes of the villagers and even there family members which also include her chachu, they allow her to study and complete her bachelors in fine arts as per her wish but her mother also trained her in house-hold stuff. And now, they choosed this amazing man for whom her wishes, her dreams, her self-respect, her decision matter the most.
They have been married for a week now and was settled in Delhi city. Armaan's small family stayed with her for a week, making her comfortable with the environment around while completing all the traditions. His sisters Sapna and Muskaan accepted her as a sister and adored her as a sister-in-law. They both took her out into the malls, cafe's, hotels to get her accustomed with the life of a city and no matter how much she has already read about these things in novels, magazines & books,reading this and seeing this was completely a different experience.
Armaan was driving back towards his small house after biding bye to his family who just left back for America. He himself was a USA return and now settled himself in Delhi as he started his own business of printing in here. His parents themselves were back from the same village as Riddhima but later moved out from there in search of a better future and was on a visit to the village to refresh some of old memories when they saw her and asked her for him from her parents. He still remember how much excited Sapna and Muskaan sounded when both of them get back from the tour of village and filled him with her description who perticularly played the role of a guide for these NRI girls being the only girl who can speak english in the whole village. "Bhai, she was so beautiful...Awww...Mummye and Dad too liked her" Sapna squealed. "And Unlike other village girls, she is well-educated and so well-mannered...am so excited just with the thought that she can be our bhabhi" Muskaan chimed in as the both girls hug and showed Armaan some of the pics, they took. Armaan felt his breath caught for a moment seeing that village beauty and silently cursed his luck while sitting in that small room of the mud house as why the hell he preferred to miss the tour of the village that day. His parents came later and asked his permission that if they could arrange his marriage and he happily agreed and till now, that was the best decision of his life.
Armaan while playing with his keys, get inside the house and closing the door turn around only to be left spell bounded. There was sitting the most angelic face lady who's charms has work there magic on him and his heart. She was sitting on the sofa, leaning her head at the back and her eyes were closed. She was wearing the beautiful purple sari having gold work on that. The light jewellery which include a pendent, he gave to her on there wedding night plus her magalsutra were gracefully placed against her neck and light dangling gold ear-rings were adding a finality to it. Two gold bangles in one hand and a nice bracelet, in another. The henna print on her hand was still visible enough to approve her as newly wedded girl. Armaan was in daze of her looks. "She is beautiful" he said taking a deep breath. He hardly got any time to spend with her in last week as all the time Sapna and Muskaan would be glued to her saying we need to show bhabhi this, we need to take our bhabhi out for shopping. No matter how irritating her sisters were, he loved that they accepted Riddhima from there heart.
Still Admiring her, Armaan moved towards her when Riddhima open her eyes, hearing the foot steps and get up. "App aa gaye" She said with a little nervousness. "Sub kam theek se ho gaya?"She asked as Armaan sit on the sofa, shooing naughty thoughts from his mind.😆. "Haan sub sahi se ho gaya..." Armaan replied in his american accent. "Main aj khanay main kia banaoon??" She asked further, still standing beside him. "Ummm" He wasn't in mood to eat at home. Damn from a week he was planning to take her out on dinner but someone or other would have to fulfill a ritual or would have to need Riddhima for one thing or another. But right now, this EMPTY HOUSE, seems like heaven. "Kuch bhi...jo tumhara dil chahay" Armaan replied with a smile and she left for the kitchen as if just waiting for his answer to run away. Getting into the kitchen, she took a deep breath. "Hey baba g...janay kyun inh k saath ghar pe akele honay main kuch irsha mehsoos ho rahi hai...plz plz meri madad kariye ga" She kissed her entwined fingers and tucking her sari's pallu in her waist, she get on to make a meal, that will take a huge amount of time so that can keep her occupied.😆(bechari...anticipation dekho🤣)
Armaan went into his room and looked around. There was placed the merciless stupid couch that he was using in the night to sleep on from the last one week. He knew Riddhima was scared and he didn't wanna take a step ahead till she wasn't comfortable with him. And no matter how fast he want that awkwardness to leave the house, he wasn't given time to get close to her. But now, its all his territory. He was just happy even with the thought that now Riddhima's full attention will be on him. He switch on the small LCD that was stick to the wall in his room to pass on the time till Riddhima will be done with the food.
An hour passed on and no news from Riddhima. Not a single voice. He was now getting irritated and flipped through channels again and again, but when that doesn't seem to satisfy him, he closed it and get up to have a look on what's going on in the kitchen.
Riddhima was busy. Too much busy to notice Armaan around. Two pots with closed lids were placed on the fire and Riddhima was busy in making batter for cake, she planned to serve as dessert later on. She washed her hands and turn towards the stove, checking in the pots. One of the two things were done so she turn off a burner and turn the second one low and was back to her batter, mixing it with the help of the spoon. Armaan was looking at her with desire. Her bare waist was now more visible the way she tucked it. She dipped her finger in to taste the sugar and licked it. "mmmhhh" she moaned in pleasure and that was the last straw of patience for Armaan. He moved towards her with quick steps as she again dipped her finger in batter and grab her hand just before it can reach her mouth. Riddhima looked up at him with shocked eyes. "App..." She was just able to say that when Armaan moved forward his face towards her finger filled with batter and licked it, making Riddhima tremble.
(OK now jaya...your idea partner and this part is for you :P) Riddhima take a deep breath as her body tremble feeling his seductive tongue movement on her finger. Just a touch, and she felt her legs giving away there support. Armaan felt the passion arising in himself and also noticed her body shuddered with his touch. He felt her moving back taking a slow step when his hand slowly came around her slender waist. His fingers moved around it in there own rhythm as if playing an instrument and settling themselves at her back pulled her to himself as her body hit his. With the sudden moment, her silky hairs fall on his face, He closed his eyes as he inhaled the intoxicant smell of the shampoo mixed with the smell of her, making it more divine. Riddhima's heart was beating too furiously in her throat with there closeness. Armaan nuzzled her neck still with his closed eyes. Riddhima's eyelids too started to drop feeling his nose tracing pattern on her long neck. His one hand was still holding her while, the other one came around to untuck her pallu from around her waist. One soft pull and it was out from her waist grip. She felt the soft movement of her pallu run around her. Armaan hand caught hold of her hand which was now strongly tied into a fist, trying to hold back. His fingers now started there torture out there as he softly traced her milky hand upwards with the help of them. Riddhima felt her world turn around with his heart-touching movements. His fingers tracing her arm, his nose tracing her neck, his body close to hers. She was feeling short of breath. Armaan smiled slowly as his hand came up and dropped the pallu of her sari from her shoulder that exposed her a little. She was feeling extremely shy and wanted to hide herself somewhere when Armaan moved her head up, looking straight into her eyes. His thumb traced her shaking lips as she bit them. "Shhh" he said softly trying to stop her bitting them and as she look up at him, he close the distance between there faces.
"Armaan..." Armaan felt a soft touch on his shoulder. Someone was poking him but leaving the thought beside he didn't dare move his face aside and keep on moving forward to capture her luscious lips in the hold of him. Riddhima looked at him with weird expression. It seems like he was having the time of his life in his sleep. "Armaan...Please uth jayeie...Khana tayar hai" Riddhima again said but when he didn't get up she look at him with a confuse look and her eyes got a look of the glass half-filled with water beside the bed. She again look back at hi, giving a last try but when he didn't get up, she caught hold of the glass and sprinkle few water drops on his face which wake him up. He look around with dazed eyes and found Riddhima standing infront of his with a frowing look. "Tum wahan kia kar rahi hoo..." He asked slowly as still he was lost in his dream. That dream was too real to feel for him. "Matlab?" Riddhima asked raising her brows. But now he realized that it was all a dream. "Damn" he cursed under his breath as he came to reality and shake his head. How he wished that its all would have been real. "Khana laga doon..." Riddhima asked once gain. "haan laga doo..." Armaan said shooing her away and raising her shoulders, she left. Armaan get up and went straight to ashroom to splash some water on his face so he can control himself. Surly the cold water provide him enough strength to bare the torture he is having now-ad-days by seeing his sexy wife infront of him 24/7 but still he couldn't touch her. He know she need time and that's all can happen if she trust him enough to share herself with him. Trust is the base of each relationship and to start this relationship, Armaan decided that he would start slowly.
He took hold of the chair as Riddhima served him the dinner. He said a small thank you and tore a bite of roti and dipped it in tasty butter chicken. "Mmm" He made a sound that truly indicated how mouth-watering the taste was. Suddenly his own moan made him remember the dream and a flash of Riddhima moaning while licking her fingers run in his mind. He looked up straightly at her who was chewing her food, but feeling his gaze, look up with a tensed face. She gulped down her saliva as she asked. "Accha nahin bana??" Her eyes showing dismay when Armaan got that his action give her a wrong signal. He smiled and noded in NO.. "Bohut accha bana hai..." A sweet smile played on her lips as she heard that and get back to chew her food with a slight blush on her cheeks. Armaan adored her. Simple things and simplest gestures of LOVE. That's what she want, and that's what he is gonna give her. After finishing up with the food, Armaan helped her in cleaning the table and as she washed the dishes, he helped in wiping them. Though Riddhima argue, but Armaan was adamant. When they finished off with the kitchen chores, Riddhima was drying her hands with a towel. "Riddhima...Mere saath bahir walk pe chalo gi..." He asked out from the blue. Riddhima looked at him and seeing his raising brows and blinking eyes, she can't help but smile. "Zaroor" and they made there way to the door.
They walk slowly, side by side. Armaan's hand were tuck in his pant pockets while Riddhima was rubbing her hands. The days were awfully hot in this month of April, but the nights, were still a lil chilly. The silence between them seems like a permanent thing hanging and more than anything, Armaan was not liking it at all. Her voice was so sweet that it felt like honey dripping from her soft lips. Armaan don't mind hearing them each second of his coming life, If just it means, that this awkwardness and this silence is not gonna take a place in there life. Quite opposite to those men who complain that there wives talk too much, rarely giving them a chance to talk, he was ready to hear her out as more than words, he will let his actions speak his desires. As on cue, A stone came in between her way and her heel fitted foot turned a bit. "Owww" she stumbled and took hold of his hand for support. He looked at her quickly and supported her. "Tum theek hoo..." his consent made her smile as she nod. Getting out from there lane, they saw a small park filled with plants and tress. Few distant bulb were On providing enough light for them. Few couples were out for stride just like them. They too join them inside and take two rounds of the park. Now a small mud hump caught her heel and she again loosed her balance. "I think, agay se main raat ko kabhi heels pehen k na nikloon..." Riddhima mumbled feeling bad as this was the first time she was out on a walk with her husband. She was newly wed so according to her village rules, Girls should keep on dressing up till few days of there marriage as a sign to show themselves newly wedded and wearing heels were a part of it. With her constant tumbling with it, he must be thinking what a clumsy wife he got. Armaan smile seeing her babbling and took hold of her hand. Riddhima looked up at him as his hand entwined his fingers with her's. "I promise, main girne nahin doon ga" His eyes spoke the truth and she trusted him instantly. Still holding her hand, he lead themselves back to there home.
It was the first step Armaan took to get her comfortable with eachother. That night, though Riddhima regretted when Armaan turn to the couch with his pillow and comfortor. "App bed pe sou jayein...Main doosre room main chali jati hoon" Riddhima asked sensibly. That couch wasn't suitable enough to sleep on and she knew, he wasn't comfortable with it. Everyone left so they have a spare room in there home. "nahin...Tum bed pe sou...main theek hoon" Armaan replied. He can't bare the thought to not be even able to stay this close to her. She was in this room, his room, their room. This thought was enough to put him to sleep. "nahin main chali jati hoon" She took hold of her pillow when Armaan replied in a strong voice. "Nahin, tum nahin ja rahi...Main couch pe theek hoon...or waise bhi, subah maid aye gi cleaning k liye...Humain alag alag rooms main dekhay gi tau ye sahi nahin hai" Armaan made up an excuse. Riddhima thought over it for a minute and nodded. Armaan went to the couch and lay down after putting the pillow and covered himself up, looking her way as she closed the lights of the room and lay down. Her presence in these few days have made a huge difference on him. Even they aren't sharing a bed, but just the feeling that she is nearby, he can smell her in the air around was providing calm to his jumpy heart.
Armaan was going to his printing press as machines were getting installed and paint was going on. He was going to start this business on a small level and already he had got an assignment to print pamphlets to promote a school of one of his friend. He was happy with that and knew that more work is gonna come his way. He has hired two-three workers for the chores and would be back home in the evening till 5. He would help Riddhima in cooking, cleaning, maintaining the house. "Tum ghar main reh k bore nahin ho jati?" He asked few days later. "Ho jati hoon...likin phir main yahan zyada kuch janti bhi tau nahin" She replied honestly. "Ok...Tau phir kal hum shopping pe chalain gay...Tum iss ghar ko decorate karne k liye kuch cheezain layna or saath he saath main tumhain yahan kareeb ki market bhi dikha doon ga...so agar tumhain kuch chahiye ho, or main available na hoon, tau tum ja sakti hoo" He wanted to make her independent. She was a strong girl, he knew that. That's why she was the only girl in her village that hold a bechelor's degree but he don't want to let her be depending on someone, even if its him. "OK" Riddhima agreed. They just settled themselves on the sofa when Armaan cell rings and seeing the caller, he got a smile and pick it up. "Hey little sis...How are you?" "Great bhai...you tell me how are you and your married life..." Sapna voice was naughty that made Armaan smirk. Before he can answer, he heard Muskaan shouting in the back. "How is bhabhi...Ask him na" He look up at Riddhima who sipped the tea and was looking at him. "Sapna...We are fine and so our married life...and Muskaan...your bhabhi too" He said the last part a little louder that made the girls laugh on the other side. "Great...OK, Hold on...let me get this call on speaker" Sapna said and for few seconds, Armaan just heard his sister chattering and finally Sapna spoke. "Yeah...Its done...So bhai, howz your work going on...settled well in delhi?" Muskaan asked this time. "Yeah Muskaan...Everything going on perfect" Armaan replied. "But bhai, it is not like that you are giving all the time to your work, making bhabhi get bored in the house all alone...right?" Sapna consent for her bhabhi really made Armaan happy. Just few days they spend together, and all right now they are thinking about is that there brother is not ignoring there bhabhi. "Yeah yeah Sapna...it is not like that...Come on, you can confirm this from your bhabhi" He said sweetly as bhabhi word sounds so sweet to him hearing it from his sisters. Armaan handover the phone to Riddhima, who take it with a warm smile and get on. "Hello" She said and them for a moment, she felt like a bomb explode in her ear as she pulled the phone a little away from her ear as the girls squeal "Hey bhabhi...How are you? howz your life...You feeling OK...you settled well in the city?" They both started on with these question that made Riddhima laugh and that was the first time, Armaan saw her laughing from her heart. What a beautiful sight. He thought sipping his tea and looking at her from above the rim of his cup. "Hold on...1st, I am fine...2nd life is great...3rd...??" Shethought what the 3rd question was but leave it. "Never mind, I loved this city and we are well settled now..." Muskaan and Sapna felt relieved. "Ummm...Bhabhi can you please get away from bhai?" Sapna asked a moment later. Riddhima twitched her lips and look p and with an excusing look get up, and went up to her room. "OK, I am alone now..." Riddhima said as she slightly close the door behind heself. Armaan didn't like the way she left but he knew, it must be his sister's plan. "Muskaan...You ask na..." Sapna murmered. "No, You should...You are equal to her age...I am younger, it feels awkward to ask this" Muskaan said back in a serious tone. Riddhima frown on the other side and not taking it anymore, she said. "Girls, please spill the beans...?" She asked. "Hmmm...Bhabhi, did you guys plan to go on your honeymoon...Its just we are asking out of curiosity" Sapna asked with an apologizing tone. Riddhima felt loose of words. From all the things after her marriage, the one thing she herself was looking for was there honeymoon but Armaan didn't mention it yet. In the past few days, they have created a very nice relationship. Armaan was supportive and nice man and somewhere or another, she started having feeling for this man, who was unknown to her just before there wedding. Unlike most guys, she had heard from her friends, he didn't try to make a move towards her, making it clear that he wasn't after there physical relationship. He was working on the emotional one first and she respected him alot for this. "Bhabhi...????" Muskaan voice boomed in her ears as she was lost in her thoughts. "Yeah...NO ... Nothing decided yet...Your bhai is a little busy with his work..." Riddhima said as of informing herself too. "Its not done..." Sapna said with a stern tone. "Totally not..." Muskaan agreed. "We will talk to him...No actually Mom is gonna talk to him" Sapna said but when Riddhima tried to stop them, they didn't listen. Defeatingly, Riddhima came out from the room and after giving the phone back to Armaan, she left to the kitchen. GOD!! its so embarrassing that her sister-in-laws and mother-in-law are planning her honeymoon with her husband.
Next day Armaan and Riddhima went on to shopping together. Armaan keep holding her hand as they move from one shop to another inside the mall and didn't leave it until necessary. He made Riddhima buy a sari of his choice and allow her to choose two of her's. In between Armaan excused himself for a couple of minutes while she was sitting in the sari shop and came back with a sweet smile on his lips but didn't say anything. He pay the money as they get out from the shop and made there way out, but he stopped in between, looking at something that caught his eye. Riddhima looked up to see him looking on the displayed lingerie's of a innerwear store. It was a beautiful white silk one which was covering the body of the statue till its mid-thighs. Riddhima looked away in embarrassment as her cheeks flushed with the view but then she found many men, accompanying there women inside that shop. Armaan felt her face shifting away and too look away. No matter what he wish, he don't want to make her feel conscious. So giving a tight smile, he lead themselves out from the mall. And getting back home, he took a long cold shower that can put his hormones on peace.
Armaan planned to go on a 5 day honeymoon trip to Manali. He make reservations with a help of a traveling agency which provide convince to look around in the city and give a detail tour. He was sure Riddhima will love to move around and weather out there would be perfect for their honeymoon. He wrap up his work quickly and get ready to go after 4 days. Riddhima was excited as well anxious about there honeymoon. She herself was loving his company but knew, they can't stay like this forever. He was waiting for her cue and now, she trust him enough to get on with there lives as ONE.
The trip to Manali was a beautiful journey. In the bus trip, they met many newly wedded couples and instantly create a sweet bond with them. Armaan loved it when Riddhima fall asleep on his shoulder and was holding his hand throughout as if she fear to loose him. and that give him enough hope that this trip is gonna be one of the best trips of his life.
They reached Manali late in the night. The couples took out there bags and went to reception and getting there room keys, make there way towards there rooms. Armaan Riddhima open there room door only to be left spell bound. They didn't knew that the honeymoon package includes these benefits too like burning candled room and on bed, rose petals were spread. A wine bottle was chilling on a side table and two glasses were placed beside. Dim lights of the room were on and that flowered air-freshner was making it more romantic. Armaan's first concern was that Riddhima willn't mis-trust him on this as it wasn't his plan but hearing the loud gasps of the other couples who just opened there room door, made it clear that it was a gift from there travelling agency. Riddhima looked up at him in acknowledgment as if saying DONT-WORRY-I-GOT-IT...and Armaan was not more than thankful to her.
They get inside and Armaan went to take a quick shower as Riddhima took out there nightwears. She handed Armaan his towel and night suit that include a trouser and a vest like usual. Armaan came out with his wet hairs, but before he can look at Riddhima, she rushed inside, not giving him a chance. He felt strange at her behavior but shook the thought away and look around the room. There was no couch or sofa in the room so tonight, he planned that he would settle himself on the room. May be that's why Riddhima was feeling awkward. He thought and then decide that he will relieve her from her uncertainty as soon as she will be out. He throw the towel on the bed and look at the wine bottle. "A light wine willn't hurt much...now can it" He smiled and open the bottle to pour some in a glass. he glass just touch his lips, when the washroom door open with a click and his gaze turn towards it and the scene infront made him forget all about his surroundings. Riddhima was standing there in a navy-blue silk lingerie that was barely able to cover her long milky legs which whom she just waxed yesterday. The glass moved away from his lips as his wife was looking more intoxicated than anything he ever experienced. Her hairs were lightly tied in a pony. Her cheeks were flushed. Her lips trembling with anticipation. Her fingers playing with themselves. Her legs giving away there support after she just see a glimpse of his facial reaction as she was feeling too shy to look at him later on. Armaan was too lost in processing the view infront of him to say a word or make a move and that made Riddhima pretty anxious. "Maine Sapna ko kaha tha k ye mujhpe suit nahin kare gi...Main change kar k..." But before she can run back into the washroom, Armaan gripped her hand and pin her to the wall, making her shocked. Her dressing up like this do indicate that she is ready to take the next step of there married life. She looked up to find his smouldering eyes digging deep into her skin and making her shuddered. "You are looking beautiful..." He said in a whisper barely hearable but she heard that. Her heart was pumping blood in a double speed as his hand came around her waist, and traced up to here half bare back. The feeling was sensational as she bit her lip, trying to hold her emotion. Armaan move forward and placed his lips on her rose cheeks. Riddhima try to move her face away but Armaan didn't let her as his lips travel down her jaw towards her throat. His hand that was caressing her back came up to remove the band catching her hairs, and make them easy. He nuzzled her neck as she gasp in pleasure and smiling gave a sweet love-bite on her shoulder. His fingers traced her hands and came up to remove the strap that was creating a barrier between his lips and her skin. Riddhima's nails digged in his shoulder feeling the silk running down her skin and not baing it anymore, turn around. Armaan was high on passion. All his inner desires were coming out from the box now. He removed her hairs from the back and placed soft kisses out there as his hands landed on her abdominal. Riddhima's breath was getting ragged with these seductive movements of her husband. His lips were exploring her own there own will, not leaving a place and with each kis, she shuddered. She hissed as Armaan bit her ear-lobe. "Tumhain kuch chupanay ki zaroorat nahin...kyunke tum mere liye...duniya main sub se khubsurat hoo" He whispered against her ears. He made her turned around and not able to look up, she hugged him tightly. Armaan hugged her back and holding her up a little from her waist, lead her to the bed that was ready to hear another love story. He made her lay on the bed and get up to pull his vest off. Riddhima turned on the bed in shyness waiting for him when she felt his fingers on her feet and later felt a cold metal against her skin. She moved her legs just to hear the musical sound of the anklets Armaan just put around them. "I want to hear this music, the whole night" and with that, he took her too the heaven of there relationship. He cherished this divine beauty and made her feel totally loved with his kisses and soft and gentle movements. In the end, BEAUTIFUL was the only word, Riddhima can call it before she fall asleep in the security of his arms.
The Honeymoon was as beautiful as they wished of it to be. Armaan and Riddhima went as TWO different souls, but came back as one. There shinning eyes, there never-ending smiles were enough to guarantee a beautiful beginning and to ensure a superb future. Armaan Riddhima were back from there blissful tour and dropped there bags in there room. Armaan look around and took a deep breath. From tomorrow, its going to be same as before. He will be off to work but this time, he will miss his wife like hell. These 5 days together made them so close that even he don't see her for a second, he felt restless. But he knew, they can't lead there life like this. He need to earn to fulfill each of there dream. But we will see when tomorrow comes. His eyes fall on the merciless couch that hold the memories of his restlessness. He look at it with a side-looped smile and grinned. Riddhima noticed that and look at the couch for a moment and then back at him. "Armaan, kia howa?" She asked with a confused look. "Hmmm...kuch nahin...Was just thinking...that before this bed stores most of our happy moments, we should better teach a lesson to this devil of the couch" and his raising brow and teasy grin was enough to make her know, what kind of lesson, he wanna teach that couch. She was tired enough from all the traveling but before she can argue, Armaan hold her from her waist and give a soulful kiss that shook her inside out. And she know, that he know, that when he kissed her like this, she don't have the power to say NO "You love me na..." He voice sound of a cute kid looking for his candy...she smiled and give in to his demands as he lead her to the couch to teach that couch a lesson and to show her, how much he love and desire her.
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Pyar Ko Ho Janay Do
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ARSH VERSION
Shilpa looked around standing in the middle of the living room, to see the emptiness that filled her house. Just few minutes back, this house was filled with chatters, giggles, laughs and now, just in a matter of few seconds, this silence take place. She sigh as she sit on the sofa with a thump. Just few days back, she was in her village, surrounded by her friends who wouldn't leave a chance to tease her, to make her blush with the name of her to-be spouse who was now her very own husband. She was a girl who was looking up to her coming life with those dreams which were extremely especial for her. That day came, when she had to get married to the man, which was choose for her by her parents and destiny. Her father's words still ring in her mind. "Aj kal tau accha larka milna hi itna mushkil hai...uspe itna accha parivar...Meri betiya bohut bhagoon wali hai" And she smiled. For sure, her father was so right.
She was the only daughter of Mr & Mrs Shashank Gupta who were well respected in the Village. But when the villagers still follow the old tradition to think of a girl just as a machine who was born to give babies, nothing else and Education is strictly a No-No for them and boys were the only one's who were preferred, she can't thank God enough to bless her with such nice parents who love and support her all there life. Going against the wishes of the villagers and even there family members which also include her chachu, they allow her to study and complete her bachelors in fine arts as per her wish but her mother also trained her in house-hold stuff. And now, they choosed this amazing man for whom her wishes, her dreams, her self-respect, her decision matter the most.
They have been married for a week now and was settled in Delhi city. Armaan's small family stayed with her for a week, making her comfortable with the environment around while completing all the traditions. His sisters Sapna and Muskaan accepted her as a sister and adored her as a sister-in-law. They both took her out into the malls, cafe's, hotels to get her accustomed with the life of a city and no matter how much she has already read about these things in novels, magazines & books,reading this and seeing this was completely a different experience.
Armaan was driving back towards his small house after biding bye to his family who just left back for America. He himself was a USA return and now settled himself in Delhi as he started his own business of printing in here. His parents themselves were back from the same village as Shilpa but later moved out from there in search of a better future and was on a visit to the village to refresh some of old memories when they saw her and asked her for him from her parents. He still remember how much excited Sapna and Muskaan sounded when both of them get back from the tour of village and filled him with her description who perticularly played the role of a guide for these NRI girls being the only girl who can speak english in the whole village. "Bhai, she was so beautiful...Awww...Mummye and Dad too liked her" Sapna squealed. "And Unlike other village girls, she is well-educated and so well-mannered...am so excited just with the thought that she can be our bhabhi" Muskaan chimed in as the both girls hug and showed Armaan some of the pics, they took. Armaan felt his breath caught for a moment seeing that village beauty and silently cursed his luck while sitting in that small room of the mud house as why the hell he preferred to miss the tour of the village that day. His parents came later and asked his permission that if they could arrange his marriage and he happily agreed and till now, that was the best decision of his life.
Armaan while playing with his keys, get inside the house and closing the door turn around only to be left spell bounded. There was sitting the most angelic face lady who's charms has work there magic on him and his heart. She was sitting on the sofa, leaning her head at the back and her eyes were closed. She was wearing the beautiful purple sari having gold work on that. The light jewellery which include a pendent, he gave to her on there wedding night plus her magalsutra were gracefully placed against her neck and light dangling gold ear-rings were adding a finality to it. Two gold bangles in one hand and a nice bracelet, in another. The henna print on her hand was still visible enough to approve her as newly wedded girl. Armaan was in daze of her looks. "She is beautiful" he said taking a deep breath. He hardly got any time to spend with her in last week as all the time Sapna and Muskaan would be glued to her saying we need to show bhabhi this, we need to take our bhabhi out for shopping. No matter how irritating her sisters were, he loved that they accepted Shilpa from there heart.
Still Admiring her, Armaan moved towards her when Shilpa open her eyes, hearing the foot steps and get up. "App aa gaye" She said with a little nervousness. "Sub kam theek se ho gaya?"She asked as Armaan sit on the sofa, shooing naughty thoughts from his mind.😆. "Haan sub sahi se ho gaya..." Armaan replied in his american accent. "Main aj khanay main kia banaoon??" She asked further, still standing beside him. "Ummm" He wasn't in mood to eat at home. Damn from a week he was planning to take her out on dinner but someone or other would have to fulfill a ritual or would have to need Shilpa for one thing or another. But right now, this EMPTY HOUSE, seems like heaven. "Kuch bhi...jo tumhara dil chahay" Armaan replied with a smile and she left for the kitchen as if just waiting for his answer to run away. Getting into the kitchen, she took a deep breath. "Hey baba g...janay kyun inh k saath ghar pe akele honay main kuch irsha mehsoos ho rahi hai...plz plz meri madad kariye ga" She kissed her entwined fingers and tucking her sari's pallu in her waist, she get on to make a meal, that will take a huge amount of time so that can keep her occupied.😆(bechari...anticipation dekho🤣)
Armaan went into his room and looked around. There was placed the merciless stupid couch that he was using in the night to sleep on from the last one week. He knew Shilpa was scared and he didn't wanna take a step ahead till she wasn't comfortable with him. And no matter how fast he want that awkwardness to leave the house, he wasn't given time to get close to her. But now, its all his territory. He was just happy even with the thought that now Shilpa's full attention will be on him. He switch on the small LCD that was stick to the wall in his room to pass on the time till Shilpa will be done with the food.
An hour passed on and no news from Shilpa. Not a single voice. He was now getting irritated and flipped through channels again and again, but when that doesn't seem to satisfy him, he closed it and get up to have a look on what's going on in the kitchen.
Shilpa was busy. Too much busy to notice Armaan around. Two pots with closed lids were placed on the fire and Shilpa was busy in making batter for cake, she planned to serve as dessert later on. She washed her hands and turn towards the stove, checking in the pots. One of the two things were done so she turn off a burner and turn the second one low and was back to her batter, mixing it with the help of the spoon. Armaan was looking at her with desire. Her bare waist was now more visible the way she tucked it. She dipped her finger in to taste the sugar and licked it. "mmmhhh" she moaned in pleasure and that was the last straw of patience for Armaan. He moved towards her with quick steps as she again dipped her finger in batter and grab her hand just before it can reach her mouth. Shilpa looked up at him with shocked eyes. "App..." She was just able to say that when Armaan moved forward his face towards her finger filled with batter and licked it, making Shilpa tremble.
(OK now jaya...your idea partner and this part is for you :P) Shilpa take a deep breath as her body tremble feeling his seductive tongue movement on her finger. Just a touch, and she felt her legs giving away there support. Armaan felt the passion arising in himself and also noticed her body shuddered with his touch. He felt her moving back taking a slow step when his hand slowly came around her slender waist. His fingers moved around it in there own rhythm as if playing an instrument and settling themselves at her back pulled her to himself as her body hit his. With the sudden moment, her silky hairs fall on his face, He closed his eyes as he inhaled the intoxicant smell of the shampoo mixed with the smell of her, making it more divine. Shilpa's heart was beating too furiously in her throat with there closeness. Armaan nuzzled her neck still with his closed eyes. Shilpa's eyelids too started to drop feeling his nose tracing pattern on her long neck. His one hand was still holding her while, the other one came around to untuck her pallu from around her waist. One soft pull and it was out from her waist grip. She felt the soft movement of her pallu run around her. Armaan hand caught hold of her hand which was now strongly tied into a fist, trying to hold back. His fingers now started there torture out there as he softly traced her milky hand upwards with the help of them. Shilpa felt her world turn around with his heart-touching movements. His fingers tracing her arm, his nose tracing her neck, his body close to hers. She was feeling short of breath. Armaan smiled slowly as his hand came up and dropped the pallu of her sari from her shoulder that exposed her a little. She was feeling extremely shy and wanted to hide herself somewhere when Armaan moved her head up, looking straight into her eyes. His thumb traced her shaking lips as she bit them. "Shhh" he said softly trying to stop her bitting them and as she look up at him, he close the distance between there faces.
"Armaan..." Armaan felt a soft touch on his shoulder. Someone was poking him but leaving the thought beside he didn't dare move his face aside and keep on moving forward to capture her luscious lips in the hold of him. Shilpa looked at him with weird expression. It seems like he was having the time of his life in his sleep. "Armaan...Please uth jayeie...Khana tayar hai" Shilpa again said but when he didn't get up she look at him with a confuse look and her eyes got a look of the glass half-filled with water beside the bed. She again look back at hi, giving a last try but when he didn't get up, she caught hold of the glass and sprinkle few water drops on his face which wake him up. He look around with dazed eyes and found Shilpa standing infront of his with a frowing look. "Tum wahan kia kar rahi hoo..." He asked slowly as still he was lost in his dream. That dream was too real to feel for him. "Matlab?" Shilpa asked raising her brows. But now he realized that it was all a dream. "Damn" he cursed under his breath as he came to reality and shake his head. How he wished that its all would have been real. "Khana laga doon..." Shilpa asked once gain. "haan laga doo..." Armaan said shooing her away and raising her shoulders, she left. Armaan get up and went straight to ashroom to splash some water on his face so he can control himself. Surly the cold water provide him enough strength to bare the torture he is having now-ad-days by seeing his sexy wife infront of him 24/7 but still he couldn't touch her. He know she need time and that's all can happen if she trust him enough to share herself with him. Trust is the base of each relationship and to start this relationship, Armaan decided that he would start slowly.
He took hold of the chair as Shilpa served him the dinner. He said a small thank you and tore a bite of roti and dipped it in tasty butter chicken. "Mmm" He made a sound that truly indicated how mouth-watering the taste was. Suddenly his own moan made him remember the dream and a flash of Shilpa moaning while licking her fingers run in his mind. He looked up straightly at her who was chewing her food, but feeling his gaze, look up with a tensed face. She gulped down her saliva as she asked. "Accha nahin bana??" Her eyes showing dismay when Armaan got that his action give her a wrong signal. He smiled and noded in NO.. "Bohut accha bana hai..." A sweet smile played on her lips as she heard that and get back to chew her food with a slight blush on her cheeks. Armaan adored her. Simple things and simplest gestures of LOVE. That's what she want, and that's what he is gonna give her. After finishing up with the food, Armaan helped her in cleaning the table and as she washed the dishes, he helped in wiping them. Though Shilpa argue, but Armaan was adamant. When they finished off with the kitchen chores, Shilpa was drying her hands with a towel. "Shilpa...Mere saath bahir walk pe chalo gi..." He asked out from the blue. Shilpa looked at him and seeing his raising brows and blinking eyes, she can't help but smile. "Zaroor" and they made there way to the door.
They walk slowly, side by side. Armaan's hand were tuck in his pant pockets while Shilpa was rubbing her hands. The days were awfully hot in this month of April, but the nights, were still a lil chilly. The silence between them seems like a permanent thing hanging and more than anything, Armaan was not liking it at all. Her voice was so sweet that it felt like honey dripping from her soft lips. Armaan don't mind hearing them each second of his coming life, If just it means, that this awkwardness and this silence is not gonna take a place in there life. Quite opposite to those men who complain that there wives talk too much, rarely giving them a chance to talk, he was ready to hear her out as more than words, he will let his actions speak his desires. As on cue, A stone came in between her way and her heel fitted foot turned a bit. "Owww" she stumbled and took hold of his hand for support. He looked at her quickly and supported her. "Tum theek hoo..." his consent made her smile as she nod. Getting out from there lane, they saw a small park filled with plants and tress. Few distant bulb were On providing enough light for them. Few couples were out for stride just like them. They too join them inside and take two rounds of the park. Now a small mud hump caught her heel and she again loosed her balance. "I think, agay se main raat ko kabhi heels pehen k na nikloon..." Shilpa mumbled feeling bad as this was the first time she was out on a walk with her husband. She was newly wed so according to her village rules, Girls should keep on dressing up till few days of there marriage as a sign to show themselves newly wedded and wearing heels were a part of it. With her constant tumbling with it, he must be thinking what a clumsy wife he got. Armaan smile seeing her babbling and took hold of her hand. Shilpa looked up at him as his hand entwined his fingers with her's. "I promise, main girne nahin doon ga" His eyes spoke the truth and she trusted him instantly. Still holding her hand, he lead themselves back to there home.
It was the first step Armaan took to get her comfortable with eachother. That night, though Shilpa regretted when Armaan turn to the couch with his pillow and comfortor. "App bed pe sou jayein...Main doosre room main chali jati hoon" Shilpa asked sensibly. That couch wasn't suitable enough to sleep on and she knew, he wasn't comfortable with it. Everyone left so they have a spare room in there home. "nahin...Tum bed pe sou...main theek hoon" Armaan replied. He can't bare the thought to not be even able to stay this close to her. She was in this room, his room, their room. This thought was enough to put him to sleep. "nahin main chali jati hoon" She took hold of her pillow when Armaan replied in a strong voice. "Nahin, tum nahin ja rahi...Main couch pe theek hoon...or waise bhi, subah maid aye gi cleaning k liye...Humain alag alag rooms main dekhay gi tau ye sahi nahin hai" Armaan made up an excuse. Shilpa thought over it for a minute and nodded. Armaan went to the couch and lay down after putting the pillow and covered himself up, looking her way as she closed the lights of the room and lay down. Her presence in these few days have made a huge difference on him. Even they aren't sharing a bed, but just the feeling that she is nearby, he can smell her in the air around was providing calm to his jumpy heart.
Armaan was going to his printing press as machines were getting installed and paint was going on. He was going to start this business on a small level and already he had got an assignment to print pamphlets to promote a school of one of his friend. He was happy with that and knew that more work is gonna come his way. He has hired two-three workers for the chores and would be back home in the evening till 5. He would help Shilpa in cooking, cleaning, maintaining the house. "Tum ghar main reh k bore nahin ho jati?" He asked few days later. "Ho jati hoon...likin phir main yahan zyada kuch janti bhi tau nahin" She replied honestly. "Ok...Tau phir kal hum shopping pe chalain gay...Tum iss ghar ko decorate karne k liye kuch cheezain layna or saath he saath main tumhain yahan kareeb ki market bhi dikha doon ga...so agar tumhain kuch chahiye ho, or main available na hoon, tau tum ja sakti hoo" He wanted to make her independent. She was a strong girl, he knew that. That's why she was the only girl in her village that hold a bechelor's degree but he don't want to let her be depending on someone, even if its him. "OK" Shilpa agreed. They just settled themselves on the sofa when Armaan cell rings and seeing the caller, he got a smile and pick it up. "Hey little sis...How are you?" "Great bhai...you tell me how are you and your married life..." Sapna voice was naughty that made Armaan smirk. Before he can answer, he heard Muskaan shouting in the back. "How is bhabhi...Ask him na" He look up at Shilpa who sipped the tea and was looking at him. "Sapna...We are fine and so our married life...and Muskaan...your bhabhi too" He said the last part a little louder that made the girls laugh on the other side. "Great...OK, Hold on...let me get this call on speaker" Sapna said and for few seconds, Armaan just heard his sister chattering and finally Sapna spoke. "Yeah...Its done...So bhai, howz your work going on...settled well in delhi?" Muskaan asked this time. "Yeah Muskaan...Everything going on perfect" Armaan replied. "But bhai, it is not like that you are giving all the time to your work, making bhabhi get bored in the house all alone...right?" Sapna consent for her bhabhi really made Armaan happy. Just few days they spend together, and all right now they are thinking about is that there brother is not ignoring there bhabhi. "Yeah yeah Sapna...it is not like that...Come on, you can confirm this from your bhabhi" He said sweetly as bhabhi word sounds so sweet to him hearing it from his sisters. Armaan handover the phone to Shilpa, who take it with a warm smile and get on. "Hello" She said and them for a moment, she felt like a bomb explode in her ear as she pulled the phone a little away from her ear as the girls squeal "Hey bhabhi...How are you? howz your life...You feeling OK...you settled well in the city?" They both started on with these question that made Shilpa laugh and that was the first time, Armaan saw her laughing from her heart. What a beautiful sight. He thought sipping his tea and looking at her from above the rim of his cup. "Hold on...1st, I am fine...2nd life is great...3rd...??" She thought what the 3rd question was but leave it. "Never mind, I loved this city and we are well settled now..." Muskaan and Sapna felt relieved. "Ummm...Bhabhi can you please get away from bhai?" Sapna asked a moment later. Shilpa twitched her lips and look p and with an excusing look get up, and went up to her room. "OK, I am alone now..." Shilpa said as she slightly close the door behind heself. Armaan didn't like the way she left but he knew, it must be his sister's plan. "Muskaan...You ask na..." Sapna murmered. "No, You should...You are equal to her age...I am younger, it feels awkward to ask this" Muskaan said back in a serious tone. Shilpa frown on the other side and not taking it anymore, she said. "Girls, please spill the beans...?" She asked. "Hmmm...Bhabhi, did you guys plan to go on your honeymoon...Its just we are asking out of curiosity" Sapna asked with an apologizing tone. Shilpa felt loose of words. From all the things after her marriage, the one thing she herself was looking for was there honeymoon but Armaan didn't mention it yet. In the past few days, they have created a very nice relationship. Armaan was supportive and nice man and somewhere or another, she started having feeling for this man, who was unknown to her just before there wedding. Unlike most guys, she had heard from her friends, he didn't try to make a move towards her, making it clear that he wasn't after there physical relationship. He was working on the emotional one first and she respected him alot for this. "Bhabhi...????" Muskaan voice boomed in her ears as she was lost in her thoughts. "Yeah...NO ... Nothing decided yet...Your bhai is a little busy with his work..." Shilpa said as of informing herself too. "Its not done..." Sapna said with a stern tone. "Totally not..." Muskaan agreed. "We will talk to him...No actually Mom is gonna talk to him" Sapna said but when Shilpa tried to stop them, they didn't listen. Defeatingly, Shilpa came out from the room and after giving the phone back to Armaan, she left to the kitchen. GOD!! its so embarrassing that her sister-in-laws and mother-in-law are planning her honeymoon with her husband.
Next day Armaan and Shilpa went on to shopping together. Armaan keep holding her hand as they move from one shop to another inside the mall and didn't leave it until necessary. He made Shilpa buy a sari of his choice and allow her to choose two of her's. In between Armaan excused himself for a couple of minutes while she was sitting in the sari shop and came back with a sweet smile on his lips but didn't say anything. He pay the money as they get out from the shop and made there way out, but he stopped in between, looking at something that caught his eye. Shilpa looked up to see him looking on the displayed lingerie's of a innerwear store. It was a beautiful white silk one which was covering the body of the statue till its mid-thighs. Shilpa looked away in embarrassment as her cheeks flushed with the view but then she found many men, accompanying there women inside that shop. Armaan felt her face shifting away and too look away. No matter what he wish, he don't want to make her feel conscious. So giving a tight smile, he lead themselves out from the mall. And getting back home, he took a long cold shower that can put his hormones on peace.
Armaan planned to go on a 5 day honeymoon trip to Manali. He make reservations with a help of a traveling agency which provide convince to look around in the city and give a detail tour. He was sure Shilpa will love to move around and weather out there would be perfect for their honeymoon. He wrap up his work quickly and get ready to go after 4 days. Shilpa was excited as well anxious about there honeymoon. She herself was loving his company but knew, they can't stay like this forever. He was waiting for her cue and now, she trust him enough to get on with there lives as ONE.
The trip to Manali was a beautiful journey. In the bus trip, they met many newly wedded couples and instantly create a sweet bond with them. Armaan loved it when Shilpa fall asleep on his shoulder and was holding his hand throughout as if she fear to loose him. and that give him enough hope that this trip is gonna be one of the best trips of his life.
They reached Manali late in the night. The couples took out there bags and went to reception and getting there room keys, make there way towards there rooms. Armaan Shilpa open there room door only to be left spell bound. They didn't knew that the honeymoon package includes these benefits too like burning candled room and on bed, rose petals were spread. A wine bottle was chilling on a side table and two glasses were placed beside. Dim lights of the room were on and that flowered air-freshner was making it more romantic. Armaan's first concern was that Shilpa willn't mis-trust him on this as it wasn't his plan but hearing the loud gasps of the other couples who just opened there room door, made it clear that it was a gift from there travelling agency. Shilpa looked up at him in acknowledgment as if saying DONT-WORRY-I-GOT-IT...and Armaan was not more than thankful to her.
They get inside and Armaan went to take a quick shower as Shilpa took out there nightwears. She handed Armaan his towel and night suit that include a trouser and a vest like usual. Armaan came out with his wet hairs, but before he can look at Shilpa, she rushed inside, not giving him a chance. He felt strange at her behavior but shook the thought away and look around the room. There was no couch or sofa in the room so tonight, he planned that he would settle himself on the room. May be that's why Shilpa was feeling awkward. He thought and then decide that he will relieve her from her uncertainty as soon as she will be out. He throw the towel on the bed and look at the wine bottle. "A light wine willn't hurt much...now can it" He smiled and open the bottle to pour some in a glass. he glass just touch his lips, when the washroom door open with a click and his gaze turn towards it and the scene infront made him forget all about his surroundings. Shilpa was standing there in a navy-blue silk lingerie that was barely able to cover her long milky legs which whom she just waxed yesterday. The glass moved away from his lips as his wife was looking more intoxicated than anything he ever experienced. Her hairs were lightly tied in a pony. Her cheeks were flushed. Her lips trembling with anticipation. Her fingers playing with themselves. Her legs giving away there support after she just see a glimpse of his facial reaction as she was feeling too shy to look at him later on. Armaan was too lost in processing the view infront of him to say a word or make a move and that made Shilpa pretty anxious. "Maine Sapna ko kaha tha k ye mujhpe suit nahin kare gi...Main change kar k..." But before she can run back into the washroom, Armaan gripped her hand and pin her to the wall, making her shocked. Her dressing up like this do indicate that she is ready to take the next step of there married life. She looked up to find his smouldering eyes digging deep into her skin and making her shuddered. "You are looking beautiful..." He said in a whisper barely hearable but she heard that. Her heart was pumping blood in a double speed as his hand came around her waist, and traced up to here half bare back. The feeling was sensational as she bit her lip, trying to hold her emotion. Armaan move forward and placed his lips on her rose cheeks. Shilpa try to move her face away but Armaan didn't let her as his lips travel down her jaw towards her throat. His hand that was caressing her back came up to remove the band catching her hairs, and make them easy. He nuzzled her neck as she gasp in pleasure and smiling gave a sweet love-bite on her shoulder. His fingers traced her hands and came up to remove the strap that was creating a barrier between his lips and her skin. Shilpa's nails digged in his shoulder feeling the silk running down her skin and not baing it anymore, turn around. Armaan was high on passion. All his inner desires were coming out from the box now. He removed her hairs from the back and placed soft kisses out there as his hands landed on her abdominal. Shilpa's breath was getting ragged with these seductive movements of her husband. His lips were exploring her own there own will, not leaving a place and with each kis, she shuddered. She hissed as Armaan bit her ear-lobe. "Tumhain kuch chupanay ki zaroorat nahin...kyunke tum mere liye...duniya main sub se khubsurat hoo" He whispered against her ears. He made her turned around and not able to look up, she hugged him tightly. Armaan hugged her back and holding her up a little from her waist, lead her to the bed that was ready to hear another love story. He made her lay on the bed and get up to pull his vest off. Shilpa turned on the bed in shyness waiting for him when she felt his fingers on her feet and later felt a cold metal against her skin. She moved her legs just to hear the musical sound of the anklets Armaan just put around them. "I want to hear this music, the whole night" and with that, he took her too the heaven of there relationship. He cherished this divine beauty and made her feel totally loved with his kisses and soft and gentle movements. In the end, BEAUTIFUL was the only word, Shilpa can call it before she fall asleep in the security of his arms.
The Honeymoon was as beautiful as they wished of it to be. Armaan and Shilpa went as TWO different souls, but came back as one. There shinning eyes, there never-ending smiles were enough to guarantee a beautiful beginning and to ensure a superb future. Armaan Shilpa were back from there blissful tour and dropped there bags in there room. Armaan look around and took a deep breath. From tomorrow, its going to be same as before. He will be off to work but this time, he will miss his wife like hell. These 5 days together made them so close that even he don't see her for a second, he felt restless. But he knew, they can't lead there life like this. He need to earn to fulfill each of there dream. But we will see when tomorrow comes. His eyes fall on the merciless couch that hold the memories of his restlessness. He look at it with a side-looped smile and grinned. Shilpa noticed that and look at the couch for a moment and then back at him. "Armaan, kia howa?" She asked with a confused look. "Hmmm...kuch nahin...Was just thinking...that before this bed stores most of our happy moments, we should better teach a lesson to this devil of the couch" and his raising brow and teasy grin was enough to make her know, what kind of lesson, he wanna teach that couch. She was tired enough from all the traveling but before she can argue, Armaan hold her from her waist and give a soulful kiss that shook her inside out. And she know, that he know, that when he kissed her like this, she don't have the power to say NO "You love me na..." He voice sound of a cute kid looking for his candy...she smiled and give in to his demands as he lead her to the couch to teach that couch a lesson and to show her, how much he love and desire her.
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Is there anyone interested in reading ArSh(Armaan-Shipa) ff, it's such a old show that I'm not sure if there any fans left in this forum.
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