Humrahi AR OS

My first day as a wife, mother and daughter in law.. I thought as my eye opened lazily.. looking around I could see the suitcases piled at one corner.. a table full of heavy jewelry that was laden onto me yesterday.. My lips curled into a loving smile when I felt my little baby, Parth snuggling himself more into me, disturbed by my movement.. I looked over to find Nikki sleeping like she has slept after ages.. Don't be surprised it has been just a few hours that I am married to Armaan Mallik.. An Arranged Love Marriage.. and we're not even allowed share a room till we offer our prayer to one of the temples, his mother has great faith in..

I decided to take a quick bath and then get Parth ready before Armaan starts to run around for his things.. Knowing him for 4 years now, I knew once he gets up he is not going to let anyone rest in peace till we come back from the temple..

Getting myself ready in a pink saree, I first went to get some milk for Parth..

"Good morning ma.." I wished Armaan's mom taking her blessings.. "Good Morning Beta.. tumhe kuch chahiye tha beta..?"

"Parth ki bottle.. phir usko bhi ready karna hoga na.."

"You don't worry beta.. parth ko main ready kar dungi tum jao aur thoda rest karo raat ko tum bache soye bhi der se the.."

"Nahi ma.. mujhe ab neend nahi aayegi please.."

Seeing her pleading face Ananya couldn't help but agree.. As Ridhima went back to the room she saw Parth sitting by the pillow and rubbing his eyes.. picking him up gently she kissed his head lightly.. "uthh gaya baby.." He smiled looking at her saying "mmaaa.."

Laying him down comfortably in her lap she gave him his bottle lightly swaying him.. as soon as he finished he was ready to rush out and move around.. only to be picked up by Ridhima who took him for a bath.. "masti baad mein.. pehle naha ke acha bacha banega mera Parth.."

Confused..?

Well.. I'm Ridhima Armaan Mallik.. Married to my best friend and love Armaan.. though we would have got married an year back but due to some complications in my Di's pregnancy we put it on hold.. Anjali Mallik was my sister, Armaan's sister in law and Parth's mother.. But to our grief she died within a few hours of giving birth to Parth.. Atul Jiju broke down completely after her death.. He didn't even look at Parth but as the time passed, Parth became Armaan's life and Ananya aunty's responsibility.. He resembled his mother very much and for that fact I adored him even more.. Every time he smiles at me I see my sister smiling at me too..

It has been a month after the things started to settle when one day Armaan came to me with Parth.. "Will you marry me and be his mother..?" for a moment I was shocked to even understand what he was saying.. I just took him by hand to my room not caring if my parents were looking at us.. We sat there saying nothing.. but soon I heard his voice, watery and broken.. "He left.. Atul bhai left with all his things and a note behind which says he not coming back ever as this place has too many memories of bhabhi which suffocates him.. mom is too worried for Parth.. the little baby has already lost his mother and now his father has left him too.."

Turning our attention to parth as a cracking cry broke the trance.. I took him from Armaan and comforted him very lovingly with tears flowing from her eyes.. "Mom wants us to take his responsibility.."

I turned with sleeping Parth and gave a small nod.. "hum samhaal lenge na Armaan..?" he just nodded with tears in his eyes and took her in a warm hug, sobbing in each other arms..

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"Ridhima beta you need to re-think.. I know beta that you love Armaan.. but adopting Parth might not be a good decision beta.." papa told me.. while mama kept mum as she knew that I adore Parth too much to raise him like his aunt when I have an option of raising him up like a mother.. while papa's worry was right on his part as a father.. he was just thinking, what if someday Atul comes back and claims his son.. it will ruin parth's life and break my heart as I will never be able to part Parth from me, years from now..

"Parth ko akela chod doon papa..? voh abhi bacha hai papa itna chota ki apni mamma aur maasi ka farak nahi jaanta.. jab uski responsibility mujhe aur armaan ko hi leni hai ek din toh usko puri tarah apnake kyun nahi..?" I tried reasoning back..

"kya karogi beta agar kuch saal baad atul aake kahega ki usko apna beta chahiye..? kaise bhejogi Parth ko uske saath phir..?" Papa asked out of frustration now.. only to hear Armaan standing at the door.. "Bhai kabhi vapas nahi aayega uncle.. agar unko Parth ke liye vapas aana hota toh kamse kam ek baar usko dekh ke toh jaate na..? aur parth koi cheez nahi hai jo voh kabhi bhi yahan chod jaaye aur kabhi aake usko le jaayein.. parth ab mera beta hai.."

"Humara.." I corrected him with a smile..

While nonplussed Papa went to his room not knowing if this time he is at fault or he is softening in emotions.. he needed time to think and decide..

From that moment onwards Parth was more of a buddy to me rather than a responsibility.. Armaan would take him home when he misses him and then bring him back when he fusses without seeing me around..

Sometimes I would just wave him when Armaan comes.. and keep looking at them till they enter Armaan's house.. he lived just two houses ahead, across the street.. Papa was still abit apprehensive of us adopting Parth but that made no difference to his love and affection towards him.. He would take Parth for joy walks, read him some headlines and he would stare at his nanu as if he is understanding every bit of news he has been read..


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Days turned into weeks and Parth was two months old.. He has started to recognize our faces and voices.. he knows if Armaan has come to see him, he would surely be taking him or both of us out for a while.. One such day when Armaan came to take us out, I handed Parth to him and went to get changed.. I had a sleepless night due to Parth being restless but I got my reward.. as I got ready and came down I was awarded his First Gummy Grin for me.. I was so emotional when I saw him smiling at me for real, for the first time.. I immediately captured that moment in my mobile.. it made my day special coz no matter how hard ma, papa and Armaan tried, none of them got that grin from my baby.. I took Parth from Armaan and gave him a light kiss cuddling him, while he clutched onto my hair tightly in glee..

No matter how hard I try to remember, I still forget the fact that Parth is so fond of pulling hair.. be it anyone.. I pleaded Armaan to help me while I held Parth Armaan tried buttering him and getting his grip abit loose on my hair but what he said next made my heart skip a beat..

"Parth chhodo baby.. Mamma ko dard hoga na.."

Though I had started looking at Parth as my own child but listening to Armaan addressing me as Parth's mother made my breath hitch in my throat.. Looking at Parth's daily mischief as my own baby was amusing to me but at that moment imagining Parth calling me 'Mamma' was even more overwhelming..


I guess that was the moment when even papa spotted that motherly affection in my eyes for Parth.. "Ridhima beta.. you and Armaan come to my room.. I have somethings to discuss.." Papa said moving to his room..

Getting in I saw papa sitting there with a lost look on his face.. "I want you two to wait till end of this year.. if Atul doesn't come back still, then you have all my permission to adopt parth and get married.. I'm ready to get you married in January.."

I sat by Papa and hugged him.. "Thank you papa.. aap nahi jaante aapki permission kitni zaroori thi humari shaadi ke liye.. aap jaisa chahte hain vaisa hi hoga papa.. hum January mein hi shaadi karenge.."

"Haan uncle.. aap kabhi humara bura nahi sochenge.." Armaan said keeping a hand on papa's hand.. While papa sighed and patted our hands.. A normal tiring day turned into a celebration for us with Parth's smile, mischiefs and Papa's agreement on our marriage..

Instead of going out we went to Mallik house to share the good news with Ananya aunty.. for hours, we sat there in his room with Parth in a small crib by our side.. I sat with my back against his bed, while he laid with his head in my lap.. "Kuch soch rahe ho..?" I asked..

He just got up and sat by my side and pulled me into a hug.. I never knew when he shifted me into his lap.. as our eyes met I could see all the love and respect in them for me.. I felt a bliss when he lightly kissed my forehead.. "I love You.." I whispered, without waiting for a second he kissed my lips as if expressing how much he has waited to feel this acceptance.. unknowing ruffling his hair making him even more passionate..

Some moments in life mark the starting of a New Phase, a New You.. that was such moment for me.. Although we were not married yet but from my side he had all the respect and authority of a husband on me.. Parth was legally not my son but his trust and my affection knew no boundaries..

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Parth was now 4 month old baby.. very active and noisy baby.. he would lie down on his stomach and try reaching everything that's in his sight and failing to do so he looks at me or anyone near him making an angry sound.. sitting with him on a swing makes me relaxed to the fullest coz he keeps squealing in joy.. as the days keep passing both the families started getting busy in shopping and arrangements..

It was October nd it was the time when Parth caught his very first cold..his morning walks with papa has affected him that way.. his wheezing breath caught my attention but what worried me was his uneven breath and next moment he woke up crying abit.. quickly cuddling him and trying to put him to sleep, I went down to inform mamma that I am taking him to a doctor.. His temperature had also risen abit till I got him ready and rang Armaan too.. I was worried because he was not at all at peace.. irritated and tiered he was crying now and then..

We rushed him to Muskaan our friend who happened to be a child specialist.. "Don't worry guys.. it's a part of his development.. kuch serious nahi hai.. slight fever and cold.. Just keep him wrapped up in woolens and regular medicines.. he'll be fine in a few days.."

Listening to Muskaan relaxed me abit but seeing him so uncomfortable worried me still.. I looked over at Armaan who looked even more scared.. Just like The time for Parth's first vaccination, he cried more than Parth.. I handed Parth over to him and turned to Muskaan for some specific instructions.. Returning home we were quite relaxed as Parth was asleep in my lap after his dose..


I took Armaan with me and settled on the dining table knowing the fact that after my call he would have not waited for breakfast.. "I'll be back in a minute.." I carefully laid Parth in my room and covered him properly.. Keeping his toys beside him I went to check on Armaan.. I smiled entering the kitchen when I saw him bickering with mamma over who is going to prepare coffee.. "Aap dono hi rehne dijiye.. coffee main bana deti hoon.." I offered a solution..

"No you have your breakfast Ridhima beta the designer would come any time soon to decide your wedding dress and Armaan you also go with Ridhima.. tumne bhi kuch nahi khaya hoga subah se.." While Armaan smiled and nodded saying "Mere haath ki coffee due rahi phir.."

Waking up all night yesterday, with Parth was taking a toll on me so calling off anymore discussion with the aunties I went in and laid down besides Parth cuddling him closer to me.. He coughed in his sleep afew times and then snuggled even closer into my chest to get some warmth..

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It was Sunday and papa has invited a few guests for lunch.. Although Parth's cold was gone in 5 days yet everyone keeps checking if he is playing on carpet rather than on floor.. I got him ready first and then settled him on the carpet near papa who was busy reading his newspaper..

As I came out and got ready I heard papa and mama's banter over something.. "Aap bhi na.. kahin bhi samaan rakh ke bhul jaate hain phir saara ghar dhundhte hain.." Mom said to dad.. "Arre main toh apne paas hi rakh ke baitha tha phone.. ab nahi mil raha toh meri kya galti hai ismein Padma..?"

I smiled and walked over to check on Parth only to find papa's phone engulfed in his tiny fist and mouth.. "Papa.. aapka phone mil gaya.." I announced as I picked up Parth.. "parth phone nanu ko de do.." I said in a sugary tone.. while he made a surprised sound and forwarded the wet and sticky mobile on papa's palm making mama giggle.. Papa held the phone away from him and looked at Parth.. "Yeh aapke paas kaise aaya hmmm..?" to which he just smiled and hid himself in my shoulder..

"Mera baby bada ho raha hai ab papa.. aapko ab apna samaan samhaal ke rakhna hoga.. haina parth..?" I asked to which he gave a light nod and squealed wiggling in my hold pointing to the door.. "Kya hua..? kahan jaana hai aapko..?"

"da.." saying so he covered his eyes and then again giggled, implying that he wants to go to Armaan and play hide n seek with him.. I smiled at the way he communicated and kissed him sloppily.. "Chalo.. aapko aapke dada ke paas leke chalte hain.. Mama main abhi aayi Parth ko Armaan ke paas chodkar.."


Mama nodded adding "Beta jaldi aana thoda aaj papa ne Bua ji ko lunch pe bulaya hai.. tumhari shaadi ki discussion karne.."

"Ji mama.." I said knowing dealing with bua would not be easy.. firstly she never liked Atul jeeju..this time we have Parth too and love marriage that to in the same house.. Shrugging off the thought I left with Parth.. as soon as we entered I spotted Armaan in the lounge with his back towards us, I asked Parth to keep quiet and next moment he shrieked with all his might in glee "Dddaaa.." which startled both Armaan and me..

Armaan jumped in front of me and gave us both a sloppy kiss.. He took Parth from me tossing him in the air making him giggle.. then turned his attention to me, raising one eyebrow he whistled saying "Someone is already preparing for marriage.. you looking hot.." he scanned me from top to bottom as if seeing me for the first time in a saree.. He settled Parth next to his pile of toys in his room and pulled me into his lap as he settled in a couch..

"armaan kya kar rahe ho.." I struggled but before I could say anything further he pulled me closer whispering "Mom ghar pe nahi hain so stay still.." I avoided looking at him as his gaze was strictly fixed on me.. I gasped when I felt his lips on my jaw and his cold fingers on my bare waist.. he kept planting warm kisses on my neck and everywhere near my lips, while his hands kept moving on my waist.. I finally sighed and gave up under his hold while he traced the remaining distance with his lips and captured mine into a hungry kiss.. We both moaned as the warmth and passion of that moment settled in.. my hands reached his nape while his clutched onto my waist tightly making me aware of his hold and the havoc that my hands were creating by moving onto his chest..

A little hustle outside the door got us out of the moment not waiting for him to say something I rushed inside the kitchen to gather my senses.. As is stood by the slab catching my breath that's when I noticed my saree completely disoriented, I tried to but couldn't recall when exactly he discarded saree from my shoulder.. quickly settling my saree and washing my face I went outside with a glass of water only to see a few of his cousins in the lounge..

"Ohoo.. see guys why was he so lost.. did we interrupt something.." his cousin asked Armaan looking at me meaningfully while I could do nothing but smile.. "I guess I should leave.. ghar pe bua ji ko aana hai after lunch..

"Go Armaan.. see her off.." another one commented.. to which Armaan got up shamelessly and followed me to the door.. he planted a kiss on my head while his eyes said it all about the moment we shared.. they had all the love and happiness in them that I ever wanted to see..

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It was 6 in the evening when finally the much awaited discussion started.. Papa was trying to reason why he felt that Armaan nd I were perfect for eachother.. while bua ji had just one thing to say.. "phir vahi galti karne se kya samajhdaari hai.. ek beti kho di ab dusri ko bhi vahin behj rahe ho.."

Finally when I could take it anymore I opted out of the conversation and went to settle the dinner coz neither I wanted to disrespect bua ji nor I had any patience to listen to her blabbering anything and everything about Parth and Armaan.. Dinner was taken in a quiet mood for a change after which I completely acted like a sleepy junk though I wasn't sleepy at all..

"Ridhima beta araam se kamre mein jaake so ja.." mama said finally to which I almost ran to my room.. I was busy re-arranging parth's stuff when I heard the commotion.. I rushed down when I heard a cry similar to Parth's..

"yeh koi time hai kisi ke ghar aane ka..?" Bua rounded up on Armaan while Parth was whimpering in his arms.. "Bua ji main bas parth ko yahan chodne ayaa tha, voh ro raha tha Ridhima ke liye.." Armaan said his part a bit slowly..

"Toh kya yahi kaam reh gaya hai ab meri bachi ka.. ek din bhi nahi samhaal sakte apne bhai ke bte ko..? issiliye shaadi kar rahe ho taaki voh bhi phass jaye Anjali ki tarah..?"

And next moment I saw impatient Parth bursting into loud cries.. "Bua ji bas.." I said walking past her and taking parth shushing him.. "Yeh meri di ka bhi beta hai bua ji.. aur kuch waqt baad mera hi kehlayega.." I took Parth into a protective embrace and turned to kitchen.. I took Armaan's wrist as he was about to leave and took him to the kitchen with me..

"Ridhima mujhe jana chahiye.. bua ji ko acha nahi lagega.. hum kal.." I cut him short.. "chup chaap baithe raho yahan jab tak Parth shaant nahi hota..when mama papa are ready, I don't anyone else's permission to be with you.."

"Mmaaa.." parth whinned to get my attention..
"haan bacha.. ka hua aapko..? hmm.." he just shook his head and snuggled closer into my neck still sobbing.. "bash beta.." I rubbed his back and settled next to armaan with Parth in my lap.. "parth mum mum piyega..? thoda sha..?" I forwarded his sipper which he didn't even attempt to hold.. after abit of convincing I made him drink some and calmed him down.. cupping his tiny face I cleared his tears lightly kissing his eyes.. nuzzling my nose with his.. "mera bacha.. aajao hum story padhenge abhi hmm.." to which he nodded and hugged me keeping his head on my chest..

As I turned to Armaan I found him staring at us lovingly with a smile.. "Looking at you two makes me feel complete.." he said in a truthful voice.. "I Love You Armaan.. no matter what, we will get married.. you don't have to worry about anyone else's thinking.. all matters now is Parth and Us.."

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The days passed quickly after that.. Bua ji understood that all her comments and suggestion fell on my deaf ears.. Parth has turned even more naughty.. and more picky about the people he likes to stay with.. It was December.. A week ago Armaan and I were engaged.. He would now officially leave no chance to get mushy and tease me.. Today was my mehendi and the wedding was scheduled 2days from now.. house was full of guests.. most of my cousins just can't get enough of Parth's naughtiness.. I loved it when they say that he looks so much like Anji Di.. One after the other all of them sat for mehendi while Parth kept disturbing them knowing that neither of them would be able to catch him as their hands would be busy.. occasionally he would snuggle into me and lightly pat my cheeks kissing my chin..

"Ridhima beta ab tum bhi baitho mehendi ke liye verna raat tak puri nahi ho payegi.." Mama said taking Parth off my lap.. He looked around for a moment and stayed with mama for a while but then he rushed back to me wanting me to hold him.. I asked one of my cousins to make him sit in my lap but wanted to go to no one, he wanted my hands to be free for him.. I finally had to ask mama to call Armaan and send parth with him for a while as he will be comfortable there till my mehendi dries..

Though mama tried to take parth to the door but Parth wouldn't budge from my side at all.. so she had to finally get armaan in to take Parth along with him.. I knew how hard was it from him to not even give me a glance and only take parth with him.. He knew if he tried anything stupid he will be teased to death by the ladies in the house.. "mama main Parth ko shaam ko yahan drop kar dunga.. shaam ko ghar pe kaafi log honge aur meri haldi bhi hogi toh yeh vahan pareshaan ho jayega.. tab tak Ridhima ki mehendi bhi sukh jayegi.." he said while moving out..

as soon as he left.. my cousins wolf whistled.. "Kya baat hai Ridhima ek baar bhi mud nahi dekha jeeju ne toh..?"

"Itne shareef hain kya..?" another one whispered making me understand the double meaning of her comment..

"Arre nahi nahi Ladkiyon.. Ridhima ne pehle se hi samjha ke rakha hoga ki sab ke saamne baat nahi karni.." one of the aunty joined in.. while i had no choice but to keep quiet coz retorting back would mean inviting more of that teasing trouble..

After my mehendi I was settled comfortably in my room.. was just staring at my mehendi thinking – those who are destined to be together, find their ways in the end.. as my eyes flickered to a photo of Di kept on my dressing table, a lone tear dropped from my eyes.. how different would have been everything if Di was still alive.." I broken off my thoughts when I saw mom entering in with sleepy Parth in her arms.. she laid him down by my side while i covered him gently with my dupatta, kissing his temple I rested my face on his shoulder making him feel my presence..

I never realised when I dozed off sitting n waiting for my mehendi to dry.. i woke up startled when i felt something on my forehead.. to my surprises i saw armaan sitting infront of me with a sweet smile on his face.. at first i thought i was still dreaming but as he passed his fingers in my hair i realised he was here for real.. "armaan tum yahan kya kar rahe ho..? kisi ne dekh liyaa toh..?"

"Relax Ridhima.. kisi ne nahi dekha.. main back door se aaya hoon.. sab so rahe hain.. its 12 already.." saying so he got up and picked the plate from the table and came back.. "tumne khana nahi khaya na.. main khila doon..?" he asked with so much care that i didn;t have a heart to protest.. I kept staring at him as he made little bites and kept giving me.. He finally kissed my forehead with the last bite "Thak gayi hogi tum.. go to sleep.."

"Tum ja rahe ho..?" I asked like baby.. he nodded in No and came back washing his hands.. He laid me comfortably and tucked me in with Parth in a quilt and settled behind me, holding me from my waist while his face rested on my neck.. "I Love You.." I mumbled and turned to give him a peck on his lips.. "I love you too Jaaann.." my eyes sparkled at that loving endearment.. It was the first time that he was addressing me by something other than my name.. I slept peacefully in his embrace not knowing when he slipped out and went back to his place before anyone raises any doubt..

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**Back to Present**

"Ridhima.." he entered the room only to see her dressing Parth.. "Good morning Baby.." he tickled Parth making him roll in laughter and then bent to Ridhima "Good Morning Jaan.." he said with a wink and planted a lingering kiss near her lips..

Good morning was all she could whisper..
"Armaan get ready quickly then we have to leave for the temple.." his mother called from her room.. "yes mom.." he rushed in.. afew minutes later came out with a towel wrapped on his waist and a shirt half buttoned.. Her heart fluttered seeing him like that.. she quickly altered her gaze and left with parth after putting all his belongings on the bed.. while he smirked at her reaction..

As per his mother's wish they visited the temple and performed all pooja's as instructed.. some alone and some with parth.. finally they were free by lunch.. they had their lunch nearby and started back.. it was high at traffic so it took them practically 4 hours to reach back.. everyone was dead tired.. As they entered their room Ridhima firstly kept parth in his cot as he was in deep sleep.. "Tum fresh ho jao main kuch khan eke liye banati hoon.." she turned to go to kitchen when he caught her hand.. "no you change first.. this saree is too heavy for you to carry it another 2-3 hours.."

Nodding she changed herself into a light and comfortable saree and went to prepare something quick and easy.. since everyone was tiered most of them opted to either eat in the room or just sleep like that.. Ridhima made a plate and took it to their room.. she found Armaan already asleep with his leg and arm hanging out the the quilt.. she covered the plate and kept it on the table and corrected him.. she herself was not hungry so she just slipped next to him to get some sleep but next moment her heart skipped a beat as he turned to her and slept keeping his head on her chest and holding her from her waist..

Making sure he is asleep she calmed herself and slept holding him.. Armaan woke up early morning on an impulse his looked at clock it was just 4:30.. he looked over at Parth only to find him awake and playing with his hands and his toe in his mouth.. he looked under him only to find his love sleeping like baby.. He felt his tummy grumble.. so he slipped out of the bed and went to check the plate on the table.. it had vegetable rice and curd.. mixing some for himself he starting gobbling it down like he hasn't eaten for ages..

Distracted from the noise parth turned his attention to Armaan.. As soon as Armaan saw him standing on his knees in the cot he quickly picked him up before he made any noise to wake Ridhima up.. The duo sat on the couch bumping and playing with eachother.. everytime Parth giggles out aloud Armaan shushes him making him smile cutely.. after an hour seeing Parth yawn Armaan pulled him to his chest and got back into bed with Parth in between him and Ridhima.. patting him lightly till he was asleep again..

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She woke up next morning feeling relaxed.. she looked next to her only to find Armaan and Parth cuddled together.. She quickly got herself ready and went down knowing the fact the both her parents and armaan's mother are leaving for their yatra they have promised to go if everything is sorted in our lives.. "good morning mama.." she touched Ananya's feet..

"Good Morning beta.."
"Aapki packing ho gayi..? main kuch help karu..?" Ridhima asked to which Ananya replied with a smile.. "beta make something sweet with breakfast today and then ur father will be coming to take you for a while before we all leave.."

"Ji mama.."

She made halwa and aalo puri for breakfast.. and went to check on armaan and Parth.. Armaan was still sleeping with a pillow on his head while parth was wide awake.. "Good Morning mera bacha.." she kissed him, cuddling him to which he just gave a smile giving me a flying kiss..

With in next half an hour even Parth was ready.. papa was about to come any moment but Armaan wasn;t up yet.. so finally i sat by his side lightly ruffling his hair.. "Armaan.. uth jao.." He shuffled and held my hand "Armaan please.. get up.. papa ke aane se pehle get ready and come down for breakfast na.."

"why is uncle coming..?" she heard his muffled voice..
"I have to go with him for sometime before they all leave.."
"Ummmhmmm.. okk.. give me five minutes.."

with in next ten minutes he was on the dining table after brushing his teeth and settling his hair.. he looked at Ridhima frown seeing him.. "arre i'll go for bath after sometime.." he said pouting abit.. she nodded and smiled at his baby face and left to get the breakfast..

Ridhima and Parth were at Gupta house.. around 10 they were all set to leave.. bidding them goodbye Armaan and Ridhima entered.. She put Parth on the carpet and went to get her things arranged properly.. she finally went to take rest after putting parth to his mid day sleep.. she entered her room only to see Armaan emerging out of the bathroom in his shorts, and whipping his hair with a towel.. he stopped as he saw her while she grew even more nervous under his gaze.. he left the towel and closed all the distances between them..

she felt his cold palms on her waist and his lips on her neck nibbling at her skin.. he sighed when he felt her giving in.. picking her up her settled her in his lap still with his head burried in her neck.. he finally came upto her lips and catured her soft one into his.. he groaned as he felt the passion rise in her too.. he tugged at her saree as her hands traced his chest making him go crazy.. She hissed when he bit her shoulder shifting her saree off her front, her hands ruffled his hair and they were soon enough lost in eachothers touch and passionate embrace..

Kuch nahi maangu main.. bas hai mera ek sapna..
duniya se kya lena dena.. bas chahiye ek apna..
dhadkan.. khwaaish.. baarish.. boondein..
aur ho koi apna..
usse milke mausam badle.. aur lage sab apna..

Dil se jo dua de.. aisa hai mera humrahi..
meethi si sazaa de.. aisa hai mera humari..
dhadkan.. khwaaish.. baarish.. boondein..
aur ho koi apna..
usse milke mausam badle.. aur lage sab apna

**[Song : Humrahi by Atif Aslam]

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loved it...Parth is soo sweet...and AR are so adorable...the story is also very emotional and heartwarming...great work...write more of them...

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