AR:SENSUOUS PAIN-|Note 158 - Page 60

PART 15

Armaan: Riddhima…

Anjali: Armaan… please take her to hospital – she is unconscious... She is soaking to blood… please save her…

Armaaan picked Riddhima in his arms and rushed towards the car. Anjali was apologizing again and again for bringing her to Shopping, while Armaan gave her a cold shoulder and avoided to even talk to her, at the moment. He was so angry on Riddhima and Anjali both... he wanted to shout loud but right now he wanted Riddhima conscious enough to face him. To see how Damn pissed off he was! While Anjali was all by herself in the car, crying settled beside him in car letting herself being bundled up by guilt while he drove the car towards the hospital; as Riddhima lied in the back seat, oblivious to the world.

*****

After all the bruises were taken cared by Doctor; Riddhima was allowed to be taken home; though Doctor informed Armaan that she might remain dizzy for a day, least. Armaan noted all the related information regarding her and took her home.

Anjali insisted a lot to take Riddhima with her at home, but Armaan totally ignored her, and dropped Anjali at home – he took Riddhima with him to his home. He was so frustrated on them for being so careless. Plus he was more frustrated on himself, and the reason is that he knows Riddhima is not really his wife still he is worried and sick about her, his mind was telling him to let Riddhima stay with her parents and sister, but he was so much concern about her that he couldn't even think of dropping her somewhere else. He wanted her to be in front of him, he wanted to help her in healing her wounds, and these all things frustrated him to know end. Why the f**k do I Care? He thought.

He picked the conscious but silent Riddhima in his arms and carried her in to the house. Armaan's family was already informed and they all rushed up to them.

Armaan: she is fine… she needs rest. Mom.

Naina: how did it happen? Are you okay Riddhima?

Riddhima: I am fine…

Armaan: mom dad… I will inform you every thing. Just let me drop her in room.

Every nodded and gave them space, so that Armaan could carry her to room. Riddhima was looking at him, with meek look. She was scared although her heart was pumping with positive energy to see so much concern in his eyes. His face was so hard, he was surely showing his disappointment in her; though she can understand he wanted to shout but looking at her health status he choose to remain quite, she smiled slightly, as she clutched his collar for support.

He surely would be a great husband to any wife, she thought. He kept her down on bed, and pulled the blanket on her.

Armaan: If you want anything, call me. Here is your phone. And I will keep water beside you. So you don't have to get up.

Riddhima: Armaan…

She held his hand, as she saw leaving. She was sad; he was so cold while talking to her, though she can see concern in it too but still...

Armaan: Riddhima… You need to rest. Please leave my hand.

Riddhima: Armaan… please… talk to me

Armaan: I am talking to you. Can't you hear my voice?

He disengage his hand from her and pulled his shirt off him, maintaining his back at her… he knew the fact that from few days he is getting so much effected by her tears that he loose his senses, and from her voice he could tell she was about to spill in tears, and he didn't wanted to show any mercy on her… not this time.

Riddhima: Armaan… I am sorry… I never knew this would happen.

Armaan: I said Rest!

He spoke in louder voice as he snapped his belt out of his jeans. Riddhima shivered due to loud voice of belt and then there was pin drop silence in the room, Riddhima was so much scared at that moment, that she kept the blanket over her mouth so that he couldn't hear the voice of her crying. If he would be a caring husband then he would be one heck of a cruel and ruthless husband, she thought, angrily. She was so tired that she thought to sleep for the moment.

*****

Next Morning

Padma: Riddhima beta… Get up.

Riddhima: mom?

Riddhima opened her eyes to see her mom in tears.

Riddhima: mom, I am fine… its just little bruises here and there.

Padma: Are you hurt?

Riddhima: I am fine… mom. Seriously, do you want me to get off the bed and dance?

Anjali: no we just want you to freshen up and come down, for haldi.

Riddhima: di… how is you? Are you fine?

Anjali: Yes Riddhima I am fine… I am sorry I shouldn't have left you alone in the washroom, knowing everything… still I acted like immature.

Padma: knowing everything what?

Riddhima: nothing mom… Di meant, knowing how childish I can be at moments

Naina: Riddhima you woke up? How are you beta?

Riddhima: I am aunty…

Naina: our family has started to gather down in hall… beta can you get ready.

Riddhima: Ji…

Riddhima got up, and started to walk to closet when Naina brought dress to her and spoke in slow voice.

Naina: I don't know, what this marriage would lead you both, but after, day after tomorrow you shall be my bahu in true sense, and … and I like you too, so I want you to wear this dress… this is what I bought ages back for my Armaan wife… and now when you both are getting married in real… then why not live the moments.

Riddhima: Aunty… I am touched… par what if… Armaan don't wish to continue this marriage after the problem is sorted out. I don't want to wear this dress, you should give to that girl whom Armaan shall marry after I leave…

Naina: do you want to continue this marriage after all the trouble is sorted out?

Naina's question was so instant and so unexpected that left Riddhima baffled, did she really want this marriage to work? if yes then why? Didn't she hate him? Didn't she hated how he man-handled her?

Riddhima: I don't know… aunty.

Riddhima answered, with a frown of confusion and went away to the washroom with the dress without thinking much over dress... Though Naina was standing at smiling on her own, she knew something was blossoming in Riddhima's heart… she had surely started to feel something… it was truly evident to Naina.

*****

All the while the function, Armaan kept his eyes on Riddhima. He would bring water, food, medicines, her phone but all the while he maintained his silence, his cold shoulder towards riddhima was visible to everyone though his Concern for Riddhima was seen by others too.

Riddhima was feeling like a queen. Settled in center and covered in yellow color she enjoyed young boy and girls dancing around her. She never knew getting married can be so fascinating.

After the hectic day, Riddhima was picked up by Armaan, as she wanted to go to washroom and change.

Riddhima: Armaan, why are you not talking to me properly? I said I am sorry… I won't go out without informing… I am sorry.

She held his collar tightly as he took her to their room.

Riddhima: Armaan… if you are not going to talk to me then… then put me down! I don't give you the authority to pick me!

Riddhima made up a random excuse. Armaan stopped in upstairs corridor, stared at her for a second and dropped her down on floor.

Riddhima: aahhh! You Ruthless jerk! How dare you drop me down! How dare you jump over me and WALK PASS!

Armaan close the door of room in reply.

Riddhima: I HATE YOU ARMAAN MALIK! Oww… my butt hurts.

Riddhima got up on herself and walks in to room, to see him shirtless. She walks up to him turns him around, to make him face her.

Riddhima: why the hells do you did that?

Armaan: just… just stop annoying me! Okay.

Riddhima: what is your problem haan…? I am saying sorry. And you are showing me attitude… how can you be so mean to me?

Armaan was so much frustrated; he took her in his arms and glared at her. He knew his closeness will shut up her up, and that is what happened. Her eyes were looking at him innocence in it… his anger was long last forgotten… she had this magic… he knew her one look and he would go flat… and that's what happened. He sighed, and spoke

Armaan: Riddhima… it's okay… but I was worried. You should have taken care of yourself. Who were they? Vivek?

Riddhima: I am sorry… I didn't mean too. I would never go without informing you. Yes… vivek.

Riddhima was in the same toxic his eyes has created same magic in her… they replied to one another as if… as if they are really married to one another… they have know one another for 1 week though it felt 1 year…

Armaan: I would kill that bas***d and You would never go out without me… You understand?

Riddhima: you can't rule over me!

She replied softly, staring right in his eyes.

Armaan: I shall rule over you till you are bound with me as my wife.

Riddhima: I can say no to marriage if this is how your attitude remain.

Armaan: Go on try that… I bet you can't say no to me.

They spoke so softly to one another, and remained in another's arm as if nothing happened a minute a go… if someone saw them, then none would imagine that they had a fight a minute back…. She tried to push him away she was glad that he was no more angry, but that confused her, why was she glad that he was no more angry on her? Did it really matter?

Armaan walk up to closet to grab his night dress while Riddhima was busy withdrewing her jewels.

Armaan: Riddhima have you every kissed someone? Like proper French kiss?

Riddhima: WHAT? French kiss? Well… off course yes… my boyfriend!

Armaan: you are lying… who can kiss a girl Like You.

Riddhima: armaan… shut up okay.

Armaan: I bet you hardly know about it…

Riddhima: Armaan I know okay.

Riddhima tried to go to the washroom when Armaan blocked her way.

Armaan: tell me then what it is like?

Riddhima: why are we even talking over this kiss…? It's not like we going to kiss.

Armaan: yea… not now… but still on our wedding day, as a husband I might demand one… you must know what a French kiss is!

Riddhima: Dream on Armaan! This wedding means nothing to me… and this means that I am not ought to perform any wifely duties! Did you understand? Now get away from my way

Armaan: oh… please… if we are getting married. I expect you to be a dutiful wife to me! Loyal to me… Now do you get that?

Riddhima: I would never do that…

Armaan: I have my ways to bring you on line…

He smirked and left the room as he saw Rahul's text message telling him to come outside his house, as it was urgent.

He was smiling – he was happy content and he didn't know why, at the moment he cared less about it. Atul passed Armaan was weird look but Armaan couldn't help just smile on his own…on his way out of the house, billy and naina stared at the smiling Armaan, and astonishingly… it was rare that Armaan Malik smiled for no reason… Or was their any reason?