NK: Princess, you gave us heart attack.
Riddhima: Us? you mean armaan too? (she looked at armaan who was now looking at her)
NK: Ya.
Riddhima: No no, i think he would be the happiest person in this world to see me like this. He doesnt like me.
Armaan released riddhima and helped her to get up.
He was about to leave, after hearing such a hurtfull comment from her.
NK: Hey dude, can you drop her home?
Riddhima: WHAT!!! no no i can go myself.
NK: Ya, wohi karne gai thi right?
Riddhima: Just fainted yaar.
NK: Just fainted? Oh come on riddhima, what if you fainted while driving?
Riddhima: Nothing of that sort will happen please, stop being pessimistic please.
NK: I am not being pessimistic, i am trying to warn you.
Armaan grabbed riddhima's hand and pulled her alone with him.
Riddhima stuggled within his grip: What the hell are you doing armaan, leave me, i said leave me now.
Armaan shot an angry look to her: Look riddhima, i cant talk much and i dont want to talk much, right now i am really i dont want any argument ok? so please i am requesting you to come along with me, i will drop you home, but if you dont agree then i will not have any other choice but to drag you to your house.
Riddhima: How dare you armaan?
Armaan: Dare?
Riddhima: Yes, how can you talk to me like this? how can you behave so rudely with me?
Armaan: I am sorry, but i have no choice. your safety is my responsibility
Riddhima: Why? r u my friend?
Armaan: No
Riddhima: You are not even my Boy friend.
Armaan: I know.
Riddhima: Stop behaving like a husband then
Armaan froze so did she.
Riddhima felt butterfly in her stomach when she used the word husband against armaan. She recalled he once said hubs to him while finalizing the list of participants.
She looked at him with questioning eyes, he looked at her.
This is not the 2nd time she had addressed him as her husband though she meant negative today but she didnot know why she felt that she had addressed him as husband quite a no of times.
Armaan leaned and again grabbed her wrist and pulled her with him. this time riddhima didnot say anything to him. she did what he wanted. she quitely went to NK's car.
Armaan opened the door for her and helped her to get up made sure he was behind her until she was seated. he fastened the seat belt and closed the door.
Riddhima could only watch him doing it for her.
Armaan finally did the ignition and drove off.
Sorry guys for late extention here it goes...
Riddhima looked at armaan angrily
but armaan didnt look at her for once. he looked straight ahead.
Riddhima to herself muttering: Bada aya laad governer. Thats why i hate him so much. Mujhe aapna personal property samajta hai kya? Well cant even complain about it guy. hey DM why my parents are so in love with him?
Armaan: And what about you?
Riddhima: haan! excuse me!
Armaan: You said it loud (he tried to suppress his laughter)
Riddhima: Love and you?
Armaan: haan! me!
Riddhima: No chance Mr. Armaan mallik.
Armaan: Or hubs?
Riddhima was shocked.
Armaan pushed the break. The car came to halt.
Riddhima looked at the surrounding...yeh yeh kahan hai...dont try and act smart ok?...i know karate.
Armaan bursted out laughing...oh really he smirked.
Riddhima: Ya try me.
Armaan: I have better way to try you riddhima gupta.
He picked her hand and placed a feathery kiss
Riddhima's eyes popped out and her jaw dropped, feeling butterfly in her stomach.
Riddhima: You, you kissed me?
Armaan: Yes i did.
Riddhima: How...how dare you.
Armaan: Chalo meine kiss kar diya tumne liya kyun?
Riddhima: Very funny...
Armaan: It isnt. he started his car and drove off.
Riddhima couldnot stop herself but to throw glances at him, he looked so good, his hair, his eyes, his nose, his jaws, his lips (she gulped)
Armaan looked at her halting the car. He smirked.
He leaned towards her and she closed her eyes in anticipation. he couldnot help but to smile.
He released her seat belt and it flunged open.
Riddhima flinched and opened her eyes shocked. WHAT THE.
Armaan: your house.
Riddhima looked at armaan horried and then glanced her house.
She looked at him once again and then her house. She held her head as if remembering something. She closed her eyes to see what she was remembering. It was blured but she could see then in the same situation, armaan halting the car in front of her house and she went inside running and then hugging her father.
She opened her eyes and looked at armaan once again who was gestering her to go inside.
She slowly opened the door and then closed it behind her. all the time looking at him.
Armaan: Good night! and take rest. Sorry i had to drag you like that. I didnot mean to. Sorry
Riddhima smiled at him: She could only say thanks to him.
Chapter 19: Tom and Jerry
Armaan, touched her feet, taking blessing from Riddhima's mom. Padma happily blessed him shower her love. Armaan has always been very close to padma, infact closer than her mother. Padma kissed him on his forehead and slid her hands on his cheeks.
Padma called riddhima. She mummered on her own "yeh ladki bhi na pagal hai", Riddhima bring your bags down.
Riddhima: Haan mumma, I am coming.
Armaan: Aunty, I will check.
Padma: Iss ladki ko sirf tum hi sambhal sakte ho.
Armaan came close to her: To issey mujhe de dejiye (then give her to me)
Padma looked at him surprisingly.
Armaan: I mean it aunty, he said with a smile.
Padma: I wish yeh ho jaye
Armaan: I promise you aunty this is going to happen.
Garina: Armaan beta, what are you saying?
Armaan: Aunty I want her in my life forever.
Riddhima: Mumma!!!
Armaan turned to see her princess, and there she was wearing a floral frock, till her knees, looking no less than a cute princess, her hair rollar set, her cheeks blushed with burgundy blush-on, her lashes crimped to give volume, her lips looking extremely plump in nude gloss.
Her eyes instantly fell on Armaan who stood there, wearing his denim CK and peach jumper, hair gelled up, his right arm in his pocket. She did not fail to notice a small red tika on this forehead. He looked adorable.
Riddhima slapped her head for thinking Armaan to be adorable. And started decending the staircase gracefully, like models.
Armaan couldn't help, but to smile inside. He was actually enjoying seeing her like this, he instantly knew she was all decked up because she was going out with him for the business trip. After all Armaan knew that she was actually attracted to him.
Riddhima finally reached the last step and put down her suitcase.
Armaan smiled at her and greated Hi!
Riddhima: Hi! (she made a face and turned to her mother)
Riddhima: Yeh kya mom, aap mere pehle aapki favourite ko tilak kar diya? (what is this mom before me you have applied tilak to armaan?)
Armaan: Don't be so J Riddhima
Riddhima: Shut up, she is my mom.
Armaan: Will be mine too (he murmured in a low tone)
Riddhima: Kya? What did you say?
Armaan: I said I am her favourite. Hai na aunty
Padma: Hamesha
Armaan chuckled and smirked.
Riddhima: blah! Blah! blah! Stick her tongue out towards him.
Armaan smiled.
Padma: Riddhima! This is not right. Behave yourself.
Armaan: Its ok aunty, I will have to pay for this in the trip.
Riddhima's mouth became perfect "O" shapped. She wondered why is he behaving so paly all of a sudden. "Be careful riddhima, mujhe halaat thik nahi lag raha hai, hey DM, raksha karna please." She murmered to herself.
Armaan: Kya huya riddhima? Chalna nahi hai?
Riddhima looked at him suspiciously, "Why was he so much eager to leave? The meeting is tomorrow and we will not take much time to reach nainital, then why?" she gulped swallowing her chocolate, blinking her eyes.
Padma: Pagal ladki, she hit her on head, cha lab mujhe tilak karne de.
Riddhima kept the chocolate in her pocket and brushed her hand, touched her head and Padma applied vermilion on her forehead.
Armaan did not miss the cute smile spread across her face while she opened her eyes and bend to touch her mother's feet. The hair came on her face, he wanted to tuck them, he would have but surely no in-front of her mother.
Riddhima tucked her locks and looked at him, aware of his gaze, which was making her heat up instantly.
Armaan cleared her throat and advanced towards the mother and the daughter, he picked up her bag, she instantly grabbed it. Before she could realize her hand touched his hand and they both looked at each other.
Riddhima instantly moved her hands off him, but he smirked looking at her. He knew his effect on her; he knew she felt exactly what he wanted her to feel.
Riddhima looked at her palm, she could still feel his skin, his hair of his palm.
Riddhima: Woh! I can take my own bag.
Armaan: I know that, with that he left the bag and bid good bye to padma, turned and moved out of the house leaving riddhima shocked.
Armaan waited outside their house leaning on the car door'3'2'1
Riddhima: You Mr. Armaan mallik she stormed towards him not realizing the slippery mud, she slipped and fell on the ground.
Armaan laughed looking at her.
Riddhima: You'you she pointed her finger towards him.
Armaan straightened himself, while asking the maid to put the bag inside the luggage carrier, brushing his hand he picked her up in his arms.
Riddhima was taken a back, she saw him with her eyes widened. In the process their nose touched.
Armaan cradled her in his arms and took her near the car.
Armaan: Ab aise hi rehne ka irada hai kya? (you want to stay like this or what?) he said with a smirk.
Riddhima: haan? Put me down.
Armaan: Soch lo
Riddhima: What do you mean?
Armaan: If I put you down you might hurt yourself once again.
Riddhima clutched her teeth: I said put me down not throw me down.
Armaan steadied her on the ground and folded his hands.
Riddhima: Mr'.OUCH! she cried in pain.
Armaan: Nice name
Riddhima: Shut up'ocuh! Bohot maza araha hoga na?
Armaan: I cant deny that riddhima!
Riddhima: I know, if I am hurt then you will be the happiest person.
Armaan: trust me riddhima, that's so true.
Riddhima: You are such a jerk Armaan
Armaan without further arguing, went towards the luggage carries took out a pain relief spray and handed over to her.
Riddhima: I don't want your daya (help)
Armaan: yeh lelo, warna raat ko muskil ho jayega. (take this otherwise there will be a problem at night)
Riddhima: :O how cheap armaan
Armaan: What?
Riddhima: What? What?
Armaan: Oh please riddhima stop your guttery thoughts.
Riddhima: I am thinking guttery, you are speaking guttery she held his collar pulling him. Armaan slid his arms around her waist and said in a husky tone, isse laga lo riddhima, I am serious, tum kaho to meye laga doon?
Riddhima released herself from his grip and moved back.
Riddhima: Grose!
Armaan: Why?
Riddhima: Don't try your stunts Armaan. You know it very well that I am wearing a frock, how can you spray that on my back?
Armaan: That means if you wore a jeans and a top you would have allowed me?
Riddhima was dumb-folded.
Armaan made her turn he unzipped her, making her flinch, holding her dress crossing her arms.
Armaan sprayed it while telling her to remove her hands from the front as he cant see.
Riddhima closed her eyes feeling the coldness of the spray then instantly feeling his warm hands spreading the liquid a bit, then zipping her dress.
Armaan whispered in her ears, all the time touches need not to be seducing. I know what I am doing and to whom. I know my limits, stop thinking so low about me.
Riddhima was glued to her position, what happened, how it happened, in such less time that she couldnot register anything.
Armaan blew the horn, making her come out of the trance.
He slid the window wearing his sunglasses: do you plan to go back to your house? Or would you come and accompany me?
Riddhima got inside the car.
Armaan: Seat belt.
Riddhima: I know
Armaan: just telling you.
Riddhima: Do you think I am gawar?
Armaan: Why you say so?
Riddhima: I know we have to wear seat belts.
Armaan: Riddhima! Why are you always in a fighting mood with me, when we are not kissing each other?
Chapter 20: I dont kiss you, it's you who kiss me.
OK now back to my update. Umm so I start with my fav line, your favourite line
Armaan: Riddhima! Why are you always in a fighting mood with me, when we are not kissing each other?
Riddhima just froze there, her eyes popped out, she did not know how to react, where as our arnie boy was having a cute smirk on his lips (did I say arnie boy?...slap slap on my head'no appy concentrate please'ok here I go')
Armaan accelerated and drove outside the gupta house.
Riddhima looked at him angrily: By the way its not me who kisses you, it's you how kiss me ok.
Armaan: Ek hi baat hai (it's all the same)
Riddhima: No it isn't.
Armaan: it is.
Riddhima: No
Armaan: yesss
Riddhima: NO
Armaan: prove it (you are gone riddhima, I know what is coming now, he thought on his own and smiled)
Riddhima: Stop the car
Armaan: WHAT?
Riddhima: I said stop the damn car
Armaan was expecting anything but this, she is freaking asking me to stop the car? Is she mad at me? She wants to go back? Shit.
Riddhima: Stop it I said.
Armaan pushed the brake and halted the car.
Riddhima angrily unbuckled herself, but it got stuck.
Armaan just looked at her trying his level best to figure out what was happening.
Riddhima: Abhi murti (statue) ki tarha beythe rahoge? Will you help me?
Armaan pushed the clip and opened it.
Armaan: What are yo'
He couldnot finish the sentence when he felt her soft lips chuckled on his lips in a fraction of a second.
Armaan was just to shocked to understand what she did.
Riddhima: Now here, mr-know-it-all it's me who kiss you, you did not reciprocate, so call you tell me that you kissed too? No na?
Armaan just looked at her amazing antics.
Riddhima: Now in the next one I want you to kiss me back when I kiss you ok?
She leaned towards him holding his nape and looked in his eyes, he was giving her a deadly hungry look. She looked at him then to his lips which were already parted to take her in, she gulped and moved back.
She lowered her lashes and looked down.
Armaan naughtily said, I think I got it what you wanted to say, he tilted his head and looked her her embarrassed form.
Armaan: it's ok riddhima, you were just convincing me that you don't kiss me, it's I who kiss you. Don't worry. Waise tum yeh mujhe pehle bhi explain kar chuki ho.
Riddhima was all the more embarresed. But his words felt correct, she somehow thought that she has repeated something which she is done previously.
She was trying to figure it but her tranz was broken by armaan.
Armaan smiled at her: So shall we proceed ya aur bhi kuch dikhana hai?
Riddhima shot an angry glare at him.
Armaan: Ok,I have understood he said slightly licking his lips making sure she sees him doing that, making his lips glossy with his saliva then pouting a bit clutching his jaws he drove off.
He switched on the music system when they left the city and reached the out skirts.
Stupid riddhima, stupid stupid stupid. How can you kiss him just like that? What was here to convince him that you were right? How does it matter? How is it relevant? Stupid fool. Grrr she muttered to herself.
Riddhima opened her sandals and sat up on the seat folding her legs. He looked at her once and then concentrated on his driving.
Armaan: Well, mom had send some dal vadas (pakoras/ fried lintel balls) for you.
Riddhima excitedly clapped and asked him, "aur tum mujhe abhi bol rahe ho? where is it?"
Armaan: batane ka mauka hi kahan di? You were busy teaching me the kiss thing. "it's on the back seat"
Riddhima jerked her hair and released the belt she turned to take the boxes.
After taking the boxes she lost her balance and got stuck in between the driver and the passenger seat.
Riddhima: Stupid, please help me out I am stuck.
Armaan saw and back and bursted out laughing. "Stay like that, you deserve it for fighting with me"
Riddhima: aaH! Please armaan, pulled out.
Armaan: Soch lo, phir mat bolna meine idhar udhar haath lagaya.
Riddhima's eyes widened "you pervert" how could you say that?
Armaan: Good, stay there.
Riddhima frowned and pleaded him. "Please armaan, pull me out"
Armaan: I have to touch you then?
Riddhima: Pleaseee
Armaan pushed the breaks and released his seatbelt. He held her hips from the sideways
Riddhima: "Battamis ladki how dare you touch me there?"
Armaan: Fine, stay here then "ek to madat karo upar se gali suno"
Riddhima: Ok ok sorry, please
Armaan: Now just shut up and let me do it.
Riddhima: Stop telling double meaning words please.
Armaan couldnot help but to smile: You are crazy
He pulled her slowly towards him but she slipped and fell into his lap, her frock slid up a little exposing her milky thighs, while his hand gripped her waist.
Riddhima's both hands were blocked by the boxes, she wiggled to settle her dress but she couldnot.
Armaan: Who tum uthke bhi kar sakti to, instead of wiggling on my lap like this, now who is battamiz?
Riddhima: Shut up, she tried to get up but again fell on him.
Armaan: Relax, give me those boxes first.
Riddhima handed over the boxes to him and finally settled herself on the passenger seat.
She snatched the boxes from his hand and opened it. She smelt the food and a smile of satisfaction with a grin could be seen on her face.
Armaan: Meye khaa nahi jata.
Riddhima: Kya pata?
Armaan: I don't like spicy vadas
Riddhima: OMG then to I love it more, she said hugging the container.
Armaan: Ek hug mujhe deti.
Riddhima rolled her eyes'in your dreams.
Armaan: Ek to banta tha yaar, after all I helped you.
Riddhima: So what?
Armaan noded and started his car.
Riddhima: OMG OMG OMG
Armaan put and instant break and looked at her. "What happened are you ok?"
Riddhima gave a weird look, raising her eye brows, half the vada stuffed inside her mouth, she mouth still open, her hair messed up, chilli sauce dripping down from the corner of her lips.
Armaan: WT'.Cant believe this riddhima, you gave that reaction for this vada?
Riddhima just nodded cutely looking at him
Armaan: unbelievable man'
Just when he heard the thunder, riddhima looked outside and her face curved into a huge grin, some of the vada coming out from her mouth. She chewed it fast and then clapped happily.
Riddhima: OMG! I couldnot have asked for anything more. RAINs, Vadas, looog drive and'
Armaan: And?
Riddhima looked at him, he looked at riddhima with passion filled in his eyes.
Riddhima: And'.
Armaan leaned a little'.And? (he asked in his husky tone)
Riddhima: And'
Armaan: AN'
Riddhima: And this, she stuffed some vadas in his mouth.
Armaan chocked and started coughing.
Riddhima giggled.
Armaan finished the vada: WT
Riddhima: Bada seduce karne chale the. Lagi na mirchi.
Armaan: Cough Cough'Riddhima you know it I cant have michi'cough cough.
Riddhima: What can I do.
Armaan sticked his tongue out and started blowing with his hands and coughing badly.
Riddhima: Stay away from me Mr. AMMY otherwise isse bhi buda haal hoga.
Armaan: Give me some sweets now.
Riddhima: Nope, sorry. First plead, say pleeease then I will think.
Armaan: Stop this yaar'cough cough'give
Riddhima: Nope
Armaan: Ok, please'..now give it to me.
Riddhima took out the last cube of the chocolate and offered him. But just when he was about to take it
Riddhima: Sorry, this is the last one and I cannot resist chocolates so she opened her mouth showing him and put the chocolate inside her mouth. She moaned as it melted instandly.
But armaan leaned on her and darted his tongue inside her mouth before she could anticipate, she gripped his hair and tried to pull.
Chapter 21: Kiss Me
Riddhima: Sorry, this is the last one and I cannot resist chocolates so she opened her mouth showing him and put the chocolate inside her mouth. She moaned as it melted instantly.
She looked at him and wiggled her eyebrows.
Armaan shot a "you are so dead" look at her. He leaned forward and darted his tongue inside her mouth before she could anticipate and started sucking her chocolate filled tongue, she gripped his hair and tried to pull but she; herself was pulled by him. He held her nape tighly sucking each and every part of her mouth, snaking her tounge with him, nibbling her lips, deepening his kiss.
She tried to protest a lot, punching her fist on his chest, wiggling her legs, but armaan did not let her release herself from him.
His kiss became slower and passionate when she stopped her protest. After having the entire chocolate which left with nothing in her mouth, he was intaking her sweet necture, which was so intoxicating. Her smell near her nape, her soft lips inside his mouth, her sweet saliva creating havoc adrenalin rush, her soft angelic body against his, was making him mad. He kissed her hungrily until when she pushed him with full force and he hit his back on the glass.
She stood on her knees and tried to punch him hard but was immediately pulled by him.
Armaan held her hand and pulled her towards him, making her crush in his chest. He again captured her lips and started kissing him passionately. Riddhima was so dazzed that she couldnot move. She felt light, her head was spinning, her body was now trembling in his grip. She practically lied on his tummy and he was kissing her like there was no end to it.
After couple of minutes he released her sensing some wetness on his cheeks. She saw her weeping.
Armaan immidately held her shoulders and made her sit properly.
Armaan cupped her face: Riddhima! I am sorry
Riddhima looked down.
Armaan: I..I did not mean to force you like this. I am I am really sorry riddhima. Please don't cry.
Riddhima opened the door and started walking on the road.
It was raining heavily outside.
Armaan immediately got down and walked towards her.
Armaan: Riddhima stop it yaar. I said I am sorry. Please get inside the car.
Riddhima: I am not going to go with you Armaan. You are disgusting. How can you kiss me like that? And this is not the first time. I don't feel comfortable with you
Armaan: I said I am sorry riddhima. I know I crossed my limits today. I am really sorry for that.
Riddhima: go to hell armaan
Armaan: Stop it riddhima, bimaar par jayogi.
Riddhima: Why do you care. Just leave me alone.
Armaan: ENOUGH!
Riddhima flinched and looked back.
Armaan grabbed her hand and pulled her towards the care.
Riddhima: Leave me armaan, I will not go with you. I will take some lift
Armaan kept silent. He opened the door and threw her insde the car. He closed the door after switching the child lock.
Riddhima's mouth formed and "O" she saw him going to the other side.
Riddhima huffed frustrated.
**
Next two hour journey was very quiet. None of them spoke to each other. Riddhima only gave answers in one word that is also if it was absolutely necessary.
Her lips were now turned totally red, swollen. He could she her licking occasionally due to irritation.
He tired to touch her lips to see, but everytime he waved his hand off. After at he did not try to touch her at all.
They stopped for lunch in a dhaba. Riddhima initially protested but eventually gave up due to hunger.
Both had their food and again started for their journey.
It was almost evening, the rain stopped. It was drizzling. His eyes were on the road while she dozed off.
Suddenly riddhima's sleep broke when the car took an abrupt skit. She immediately sat up.
He was not driving properly, she was about to screem when she saw a truck in front of them and she saw aranv was driving straight towards the car. She panicked and rotated the stirring asking him to put the brake.
Armaan immidately put his leg on the brake to hault the car.
Riddhima: Pagal ho gaye ho?
She shouted.
Riddhima was about to pound on him when she saw he was disoriented.
She immediately touched his shoulder to ask whether he is alright or not.
Armaan nodded yes.
But riddhima could sense something was wrong. He was not behaving right.
Riddhima touched his temples and was shocked out of her wit. His skin was burning.
Riddhima: Shit! You have fever
Armaan: I am..I am alright
Riddhima: No armaan. Let me drive
Armaan: No you cant drive
Riddhima: Please armaan, tum please beytho. Let me drive
Armaan: Riddhima you cant. Doctors had asked you not to drive now.
Riddhima remembered her accident was got scared.
Armaan ignited the car and was about to drive when riddhima held his hand. "No armaan let me drive" Before armaan could say something he started feeling extremely dizzy.
He almost collapsed.
Riddhima helped him to sit on the passenger seat. She fastened his seat belt and placed his head slowly on the head rest. She looked at him once and cupped his face. She thinned her lips and moved back.
She drove slowly to nainital which took some more hours to reach than usual.
Riddhima parked the car and took out the bookings from his laptop bag. She checked him once and now his temperature was all he more. She hurriedly got down from the car and went to the reception area.
After all the formalities she finally came towards the car. Explained the bell boy about the luggage.
She opened the door and called him. He responded. She took his arms and placed around her neck. She balanced him holding his waist and supporting his chest with the other hand.
**
She came to his room and placed him on the chair. He needed to change before he could get in to the bed.
She took out his stuffs and placed them on the bed.
Riddhima removed his t-shirt and dried him with a towel. She never left any chance to gaze his hard built, admiring him, his each and every muscles.
She placed a towel on his lap and unclasped his jeans. She held it near his toe and pulled it.
Riddhima then took his elastic shots and made him wear it, trying hard not to touch his private parts.
Finally she was able to change him.
She again picked him up and slowly placed him on the bed. Shifting him a little up, placing the pillow beside him she checked his temperature once again. But there was no deviation. It was same. In fact, worse. He was mumbling god knows what. His skin was burning, He was unconscious.
Even she needed to chage before she caught cold, but right then she had to stay close to him. So she decided to pick something from his stuff and wear it.
She took his tshirt and a shots and changed quickly. She inhales a familiar perfume trying to think where she had smelt it. But she was unable to figure out.
Her tranz broked when he called her name. Riddhima quickly got out of the bathroom and jumped on the bed. She sat beside him when his phone rang.
"Mom Calling"
Riddhima: Hello
Armaan's Mom: Arrey Riddhima beta, how are you darling? Did you guys reach safely?
Riddhima almost in the verge of crying: Aunty, nothing is ok. Armaan, Armaan has got high fever, he is mumbling something.
Armaan's Mom: Oh god. How come?
Riddhima immediately felt guilty. She knew it was for her. Na who gari se nikal tin a armaan uske peechey aata aur nahi woh bheegta.
Riddhima gulped.
Armaan's mom: forget it. Listen, itna tensed hone ki koi baat nahi. Get some water, dip a towel in it and then place it on his forehead. Also give him some paracetamol. It must be there in his meds kit. And Riddhima don't worry honey. If possible stay with him in his room.
Riddhima: Ofcourse aunty. I will be staying here only.
Armaan's mom: Good night beta. My phone will be on.
Riddhima: Bye aunty.
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Hello, do you have an inhouse doctor?..good can you please send him to the junior suit?..thanks
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I think this is due to cold. You can give him some meds but after having his dinner. Just keep an eye on him. He will be fine tomorrow.
Riddhima: Thank you doctor
Dr: y please Mrs. Mallik.
Riddhima closed the door behind. "Mrs. Mallik" she smiled and came to him. She ordered some soup for him.
She took the towel and got a mug, she dipped some ice cubes form the minibar and put some cologne.
She started placing the towel on his forehead and started massaging his hands.
Armaan was still mumbling something, which she was unable to figure out
She could only recognize her name, nothing else.
She heard the door bell. She was about to get up when he held her hand "don't go"
Riddhima heard this for 20th time now. Shut up armaan, let me check who is on the door.
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Waiter: Ma'am your food
Riddhima: Thanks
Waiter: Please put your signature on the bill
Riddhima: sure
She took the bill and sighed. Her eyes widened to see that she has signed as K.mallik. (she had signed once while staying with armaan, to receive a courier)
She immediately scratched and changed to Gupta.
She smiled at the wiater before closing the door behind.
She slapped her head and move towards the bed. She took the mug and removed the wet towel from his forehead.
After placing the towel in the towel rack she came and took the soup bowl and kept it on the side table.
She helped him to sit back resting his back on the head board. He blibked his and looked at riddhima. Her image was a little blue but now he was able to open his eyes atleast.
Riddhima cupped his face and asked him whether he is ok or not.
She helped him to have his entire food and then gave him his meds.
Chapter 22: Careless Whisper
She helped him to have his entire food and then gave him his meds.
After removing the empty utensils and keeping it outside the room, she dimmed the lights.
She finally checked the locks and came inside. She saw him resting curled up on the bed.
Slowly she moved towards him and pull the quilt and tucked it properly.
She once again checked his temperature by touching his forehead.
Riddhima smiled in relief. His temperature was much better.
She finally took some magazines, which were kept near his bedside table and made her way to her side of the bed.
She sat comfortably resting her back on the headboard. After looking at him once again she sighed and started flipping magazine pages.
She was in the middle of an article when she sensed Armaan smuggling in inside her quilt.