****PART - 18****
"Twisted Fate"
(Pm's will be sent tomorrow..i haven't sent a single pm..so plz don't panic any of you...i love you alll ...muuuaaahhh now go ahead..)
Riddhima sighed and looked out of the window; there little fight had entertained everybody to such an extent that every single person in the bus is now teasing them. She thanked god for cancelling their plan of sightseeing in Panvel else she would have died from the teasing.
From the corner of her eye she looked at Armaan who looked quite confused and she wondered what he might be thinking, may be new ways of torturing her, life has taken such drastic change that now her life is a complete mess..a person who was once her best now hates her, Her husband is thinking ways to torture her, His family is hell bend on keeping them together and her own sister is trying to destroy her...These few facts didn't thrilled her specially when he is sitting just beside her
After all these events, she just learned one thing - Always expect the Unexpected from Life..
She felt the burning sensation on her hand and realized the effect of gel has gone...would it be fine it she asked him for medicine?? No, she quickly dismissed the idea...as he might kill her by missing that gel in her drink; you never know..
She shook her head realizing how much childish that thought sounded..He won't kill her...never such an easy death was not sentenced for her..He will kill her day by day, second by second...His way of settling of scores with her..
"Is it hurting???" His simple three words startled her...and she started at him dumbly, seeing him looking at her with concern...Whereas not any receiving reply from her, Armaan picked her hand and examined it carefully, not even giving a single glance to Riddhima who was looking at him with wide eyes with WT* expressions
Soon she stared at him in daze, seeing him blowing air on her hand slowly.. "it will be alright in two days" he whispered...she nodded and closed her eyes feeling his breath on her hand rather than burning sensation
Armaan looked up while blowing air on her hand, but his eyes nearly popped out seeing Sujal showing him thumps up sign with that naughty grin...faking a smile, he quickly pulled their joined hands in his lap and closed his eyes..Without even realizing that he didn't left her hand rather held it more tightly...both slept peacefully
After One Hour...
Armaan felt someone shaking him..."Armaan utho"...a soft voice called him
He opened his eyes and saw her leaning on him, her face just few inches away from his face..before he could understand anything
"s..sorry" Riddhima mumbled and quickly sat back on her seat.. "What happened" Armaan asked, while rubbing his eyes...he noticed bus has stopped
"Hey Armaan, someone is here with your car.." He heard Sujal's voice and saw him coming towards their seat
"What???" Armaan looked at him shocked.. "Yeah and here is your cell phone" Sujal said and handed him a mobile...
"Main abhi aya..tum yahi wait karo" Armaan whispered to Riddhima while getting up from his seat and came out of the bus
Whereas Riddhima started at his retreating back wondering - who has found them, how that person found out they are in this bus...
Armaan looked at the Person standing near their car (random guy).."Yes??"
"Apke liye car bheji gai hai, Mam ne kaha h jaise hi apko car mille unhe call kijiye" person informed Armaan, whereas Armaan wondered how the hell Badi Maa tracked them..Has she hired some detective to track them?? Or placed some device or camera in their bodies?? He came out of his thoughts hearing the ring of mobile in his hand and at once recognized the number
"Hello.." Armaan answered with fury and walked away from the person and Sujal who were standing near the car
"What the hell is happening Armaan, how dare you avoid my calls, i can't believe for that Riddhima you are running away from your Anjali" he heard Anjali shouting from other end
"Will you shut up?? Just coz of you Anjali my life has turned into a disaster..coz of your freaking useless ideas i would have ended in killing her.." Armaan shouted in anger
"Par Armaan i love you" Anjali quickly changed her tone realizing the wrong timing
"Bhad mei gya tumhara pyar Anjali, my own family hates me...they think i have turned into a monster who is behind Riddhima's life..listen to me Anjali no matter how much i love anyone, mark my words main kisi ke liye apni family ko nhn chodne wala aur ye tum achi tarah se janti ho"
"ofcourse baby" Anjali whispered thickly and stared at the ticket Mahabaleshwar in front of her...i can't take the risk of you and Riddhima being on Honeymoon Armaan...Honeymoon toh hoga but tumhara aur Riddhima ka nhn Anjali aur Armaan ka...thought Anjali with smirk, planning the small visit she is going to pay to Mahabaleshwar...
"i can't talk to you right now Anjali, i can let down Badi Maa..unki nafrat main bardaash nhn kar pauga.." Armaan mumbled to himself and before Anjali could tell him her plan, he disconnected the call, his eyes turning moist remembering how broken Badi Maa sounded when she shouted "YOU FAILED ANAYA and ME ARMAAN"...
He felt lump forming in his throat, suddenly feeling lonely, with trembling hands he dialled the number, he wanted to talk to her right now, Only she can calm his nerves who are ready to blast..
"H..Hello ...B..Badi Maa??" Armaan spoke; no matter how much he tried to sound strong his broken voice said everything
"Ammy??? Kya hua??? Tum theek ho na??" Badi Maa who was waiting for his call, quickly got up from her seat and asked worriedly, forgetting her anger, her heart breaking hearing his broken voice
"J..Ji Badi Maa, Ridd..Riddhima is also fine" he replied though she didn't asked about Riddhima, he told her and Badi Maa realized at once he wants her to appraise him, his effort..love him like she always use to do...
Her eyes becoming teary, feeling helpless for her son.. but soon she realized she can't be weak after all he is also a Mallik, if he felt she is becoming weak he will again listen to his teacher and will end up hurting Riddhima which she can't afford
"Main Janti thi, tum mujhe niraash nhn karoge Armaan...After all tum mere bete ho" Badi Maa spoke with love...making him node at her words...
"Now take your stuff from the bus Armaan, and start your journey by car which i have sent for you..." Badi Maa spoke sternly, hiding the love in her voice very well..
"Par Badi ye bus Mahabaleshwar hi ja rhi h...can we go in this??" Armaan tried to negotiate rather than being alone in a car, he felt bus is better option with so many people atleast they won't get bored...
"i know bus Mahabaleshwar jar hi h Armaan...par tum dono nhn" Badi Maa replied with smirk..
"what??? Par kyu?? I mean aapne hi toh" Armaan fumbled with words, confused by Badi Maa's twists
"Janti hu Maine Kaha tha, par ab nhn...so make it quick..call Riddhima and start your journey for Shimla..hotel details and other needed stuff is in car...you have exactly 15min. To make the gud byes" Badi Maa replied to a very confused Armaan, who looked here and there and disconntecd the call...
"Badi Maa, Shimla??? Par aapn toh sabko kaha ki wo Mahabaleshwar gye hai" Kirti asked as soon Badi Maa disconntcd the call...
"kyuki jis ko ye information milni chahiye thi, mil gai hai..." Badi Maa answered to Kirti and who nodded understanding her point
"You mean Anjali waha..." Kirti giggled in excitement
"yes...i mean it Kirti...Anjali waha Mahabaleshwar mei akele honeymoon manaygi aur Armaan Riddhima Shimla mei...shayad uss bachi ko andaza nhn iss bar usne kis se dushmani li h, apne ghar ki taraf uthne wali buri nazro ko Naina Mallik kabhi maafi nhn deti.. fir ussne toh mere ghar ki neev hilayi hai..saza toh milegi na" Badi Maa spoke furiously..
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"Ridhimaa..." he patted her cheek and cursed his luck again...
"How on earth I suppose to tolerate you Ridhima...when you do nothing but keeps on fainting and sleeping around me" groaned Arman looking at Ridhima's face in helplessness. After trying for some more time he gave up throwing his hands in air
"I didn't knew these medicine will turn you into a kumbhkaran" mumbled Arman looking around and noticed people tying their seat belts as the announcement for plane landing reached to his ears
"Thankfully Badi Maa agreed for plane trip rather than the tiring road trip when he explained that it might affect Ridhima's health. The driver dropped them to the airport for the flight to Delhi, as there was no direct flight to shimla they had to go to Delhi and take another flight from Delhi to Shimla (I tried to be exact with details but please bear incase m wrong as it is all fictional so if u r planning for any trip don't consult Sangini u might end up reaching nowhere..back to AR)"
"Ridhimaaa..." he winced as the plane landed but she refused to get up...an embarrassed Arman looked at the airhostess, who was trying to control her giggles
Taking a deep breath he untied her seat belt and got up
"Excuse me" saying to the air hostess who was gawking at them...he picked Ridhima in his arms and walked towards the exit
He ignored the boys who were cursing him mentioning it as show off act' and girls who were drooling over how romantic they looked
"Romantic my foot.." he muttered in irritation
"God you have gained so much weight...tum utho main btata hu tume, jab dekho ankhe band kar leti ho chalne ke naam par.." Arman glared at sleeping Ridhima who was peacefully lying in his arms
He looked around the waiting lounge and made her sit on the chair, he quickly brought the water bottle from the near by counter
"huh" Ridhima stirred in her sleep feeling sudden water droplets and slowly opened her eyes
He smiled widely with mission accomplished look...but the smile vanished from his face seeing her shifting in her seat sleepily..He glared at her with accusing eyes, whereas she looked at him still feeling drowsy
"Where are we???" she asked her voice sounding hoarse due to sleep...
"Shimla airport mam..ab agar tumhari neend puri hogai ho toh chalne ki mehnat karogi tum??? Kya hai na main thak gya hu tumhara bojh udhate udhate, tumhe ek jagah se dursi jagah shift karte karte.." he made a sarcastic comment, she hastily got up feeling embarrassed
"i..i..m... so sorry" she sincerely apologized
"You and your sorry..." He mumbled seeing her fumbling again and shaking his head walked ahead to collect their luggage
"These medicines makes me sleepy, isliye maine mana kia tha lene se" she said in low voice, Arman was about to pick their bags when her words stopped him. He turned towards her
"Meri Maa tumhari health ne mujhe Mumbai se Pune, Pune Delhi aur Delhi se Shimla pahucha dia hai...tum thik hojao bas...I m ready to carry you for the rest of our lifes..ok" he exasperated and turning around picked the bags
Ridhima stood there still trying to grasp his words
"I m ready to carry you for the rest of our lives"...his words rang in her ears
"Ridhima ab puri zindagi airport par bitane ka irada hai kya??" he hissed frowning at her
Ridhima came out of thoughts hearing his shout
"Sorry" she whispered... "Again??" he looked at her with wide eyes, she closed her eyes in embarrassment
"You have lost the ability of thinking Ridhima...so don't even try...lets go" he pulled her with him by holding her hand
Both walked out of the airport...
As soon she stepped out of closed doors, she shivered feeling the cold wind...instantly goose bumps appeared on her skin. She gulped as the weather tried to freeze her
She looked at him astonished as he left her hand and removing his jacket covered her with it
"What??? I was feeling hot" he gave the lame excuse, she looked at him in daze
"Hotel Holiday Inn" Arman asked to the Cab Driver, while rubbing his palms who nodded in response
"Kitna time lgega???" he asked to the driver and took a seat beside Ridhima on back seat
"Ji 1hour lgega" Driver replied starting the car
"hmmm" Arman looked out of the window, his mind drifted to Anjali's call
"I shouldn't have talked to her like that, she must be worried..." he thought
Ridhima looked at the almost empty road...noticing 3-4 cars...
She turned to him and saw him in deep thoughts..."Arman" she hesitantly called him..
He turned and looked at her suspiciously, noticing her biting her lower lip
"What???" he asked narrowing his eyes
She gulped "wo...wo...i...can i..." she fumbled, before she could complete
"No way... get that in your thick head, you can't sleep Ridhima" he almost yelled in frustration
"ok" she flinched and moved away from him, he saw how her face dropped
"Don't get into her tricks Arman...or you might end up with her permanently attached in your arms, roaming in whole world" Arman reminded himself
She scanned the whole taxi...off white seats...old car model...the driver who seemed quite old, wondering about his eyesight but nothing seems to attract her attention to keep her awake...knowing Arman that he probably strangle her this time she tried her best to control her sleep
"Aur kitna time lgega uncle ji???" Arman's jaw dropped and literally touched the floor as Ridhima asked the same question for the umpteenth time
"Ridhima pichle addhe ghante mei tum 50 bar ye sawal puch chuki ho" Arman looked at her baffled
"Ha toh??? Kya hai??? Haan??? Problem kya hai tumhari???" she shouted, he stared at her amazed seeing her sudden attack and anger, her eyes already red due to sleep
Arman controlled his laughter and shook his head in no
"na sone dete ho na bolne dete ho...toh karu kya main" she looked away as her beautiful eyes started filling with tears...her frustration turning her into a cranky soul
Arman softened hearing her sniff...
"ok fine don't cry..." he passed her his handkerchief, she took it and wiped her face
After thinking, he decided to give it a try
"let's talk...so howz your hand now???" he started too formal for Ridhima to digest, she turned and observed his facial expression which seemed normal
"Its fine" she replied and gazed at her hand which looked fine now
"and your cranky head??" he teased her... she shook her head getting his teasing tone "and your freezing body???" she teased him back motioning towards his hands which he was rubbing to be warm
"I m feeling hot" she giggled forgetting her tears
"Shut up Ridhima" he glared at her
"You remember once we all had planned to come here...but damn you cancelled the plan," Arman asked trying to remind her
"ofcourse how can I forget Shimla ke naam se Mr. Arman Malik ko fever ho gya tha and we had to cancel the program" she laughed
"tchhh it wasn't like that actually I knew your brain cannot handle such cold weather so I did that to save you" he announced proudly
"Arman stop lying" she narrowed her eyes...at his blunt lie
"Lagta hai aap dono ki love marriage hui hai..." the old age driver teased them unaware about the havoc his words created
The smile vanished from their faces, as the word "love" brought the memories back...which they had forgotten for sometime
He looked down avoiding her eyes, seeing him turning rigid Ridhima looked away
As the taxi reached the hotel both stepped out of the taxi and took their luggage...Thanking and paying the driver, they entered in the hotel
"Hello, can I get two rooms for 5 days???" Arman asked to the receptionist who smiled at him, he avoided Ridhima's eyes, as she looked at him in disbelief
Ofcourse she wasn't a dumb to expect a great honeymoon in this situation but the level to which Arman wanted to avoid her, somewhere hurt her the most
"Sure Sir, may I know your name please??" the receptionist asked while looking at her computer screen
"Arman Malik" He replied and shifted on his feet feeling Riddhima's constant gaze on himself, he couldn't understand her expression..whether it was hurt? Disappointment? Shock? But why he couldn't understand.
"Was she expecting me to stay with her??? I can't believe it" he felt his temper rising
"You mean you need 3 rooms??" the receptionist questioned him
"Excuse me??? I just said 2 rooms..???" Arman looked at her with irritation, still disturbed by the little incident in taxi
"ohk, you mean one more room for you.." the girl smiled at him
"What is wrong with you??? Can't you understand 2 rooms??" shouted Arman losing his patience, Ridhima flinched realizing her husband - The Arman Malik is back...
"What happened??" the manager quickly rushed to the reception
"I asked for two rooms...but this lady is hell band on giving me either 3 or 1 room but not 2.." he sighed
"Sorry sir, please wait" the manager replied and asked the receptionist to move aside
"Your" the manager started
"Arman Malik" Arman answered before he could complete
"I M sorry sir but her query was right" the manager explained tried to explain
Arman groaned and looked up...taking a deep breath to calm himself he looked back at the manager
"How.." asked Arman with narrowed eyes
"Coz Sir we already have a room booked on your name...Mrs. and Mr. Arman Malik so she just wanted to confirm whether you want a room including that one or separately" he politely explained to a stunned Arman and Ridhima who were gawking at him
"Already booked?" Arman asked in daze
"Yes sir...by...yes... Mrs Naina Malik" Arman slowly nodded getting the point
"so this was the reason she told me to come in this hotel, she knew I would ask for another room...why badi maa...why don't you just leave me alone...how could you plan this???" he controlled his fury
"Keys" he asked, his voice as calm as wind before the storm
The manager quickly gave the keys and asked the attendant to drop the luggage in their room
Crossing lobby Arman stomped into their room, anger clearly visible on his face...
Ridhima quietly followed him with a sinking heart as it thudded with fear...what if he again tried to force himself upon her? The mare question was enough to freeze her brain..the memories of dream flooded back
She entered and saw him huffing and puffing...pacing in the room back and forth...
"How could she" she heard him
"Sir food?" the attendant asked politely
"Get out" Ridhima almost stumbled back as he shouted on the attendant, who quickly walked out
Not knowing what to do she stood there like a pillar, He turned and glared at her, his eyes went on his jacket
"Give it back" he harshly pulled the jacket from her...and she silently let him take it back afraid of his reaction...
He rolled his eyes in annoyance seeing her standing still...again no argument or fight...this irritated him more, reminding him their marriage.
"What the F***??? For how long are you going to stand on my head???" he blasted throwing the jacket on the floor and stepped away from her. She inhaled sharply, grasping the insults thrown by him on her face. Another step on her self-respect
"Don't show me your useless face Ridhima at least spare me for some time. Just get lost" he rudely spoke, from the corner of her eyes she saw him lying on sofa with closed eyes
Wiping her tears roughly and closing the door without making any noise, she walked out in the balcony.
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"Badi Maa, Arman will be very pissed" spoke Kirti, passing the coffee mug to Badi Maa
"I know Kirti...but If I will go according to him then he wont be with Riddhima, atleast not in this birth and he will make sure of it" Badi explained her point
"But there is no one to help Ridhima, agar Arman ne room wali baat ka gussa uss par nikala toh???" Kirti looked at Badi Maa with panic
Yahi darr mujhe hai..inn sab mei Ridhima ki fikar mujhse sab se jyada hai.. Arman ki nafrat usse aur na tod de...Jab tak Arman ko apni galti ka ehsas ho kahi bahut dair na hojaye Kirti...Anjali ke jhuth aur high ambitions ka uske samne ana bahut jaruri hai kirti..." Badi Maa looked at Kirti who nodded at her
"Par ye sab kab tak chalega Badi Maa...abhi toh bahut waqt hai agar Ridhima ne har maan li toh???" Kirti asked
"We don't have time Kirti..to win this fight Ridhima has to be very strong and only Arman's love can make her win this...this is the time for them to understand each other as well as for Arman to recognize his love for her ..." kirti sighed as Badi Maa got up
"aapko itna yakeen kaise hai ki Ridhima Anjali ko jitney nhn degi?? Ya Armaan Ridhima se hi pyar karta hai??" Kirti asked
"Because there is only one case where Anjali is kind of ahead Ridhima that is Arman. Or else she is no competition for Riddhima. If you ask him to leave Ridhima or forget his friendship with her, he would go all ninja on you blabbering about his rights on his life, on other hand if you threat him to leave Anjali he becomes the ultimate cry baby. He is so confused that he cannot see his fondness for Ridhima, how he likes to spend each second with her rather then shopping with Anjali, or how he wants to discuss his nonsense future plans with Ridhima rather then having a classy dinner with Anjali. I can slap right on his face with all the facts Kirti but I don't want to pressurise him for understanding this. The idiot would keep on denying this. Riddhima loves him that's why I tricked Arman, I saw her fighting with herself to give him all the happiness. Ridhima is kind of a perfect girl for Arman and that's what Anjali hates coz she knows somewhere he is already in love with her...its about time Kirti just wait and watch" Badi Maa replied to Kirti with moist eyes
"This love won't let Ridhima get away from Arman. She will have to fight with her evil sister and I m sure it's just guilt by which Anjali is trying to use Ridhima. That is why she agreed for this marriage. Anjali is not aware she has opened her own grave..." Badi Maa smiled remembering Ridhima's acceptance for marriage
"But soon they will see the true face of Anjali but before that I want them to confess there love for each other. It sounds like a great payback for Anjali... usne apne fayde ke liye Arman ka use kia hai aur apni behan ki bhi zindagi barbaad krne ki koshish ki...usse toh ehsaas hi nhn ki uski inn ghatiya chalo ka pta mujhe shuru se hai...this is the reason i choose Riddhima as Armaan's Sangini" Badi Maa smirked
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"Excuse me...do you have anyone in your hotel with the name of Mr. Arman Mallik??? Actually I lost his mobile number..he is a friend" Anjali lied to the receptionist
"No mam.. We don't have any booking with this name" the lady politely answered
Nodding at her Anjali walked out of the hotel angrily...this was the last hotel...but no trace of Arman or Riddhima
She huffed and stared at the taxi, her plan seems to be completely ruined, she was searching them from last 24 hour but there was no trace of Arman or Ridhima as if they never came here.
"That stupid Arman didn't even told me hotel name...where the hell I should search them" she looked around in frustration
"Mere itna waqt barbaad kar dia, Jarur iss mei bhi Riddhima ya uss chalu Badi Maa ka hath hoga" she cursed them and dialling the number of her travel agent booked the return ticket for Mumbai giving up on the plan
"I can't waste my time... but I won't let you snatch this jackpot from me Ridhima...you enjoy Arman's wrath little sis but it was all your fault you came in my way...m sure he would be making your days hell" she smirked and left for the airport
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Ridhima sat there ignoring her shivering body, which was turning cold due to heavy snowfall...she felt her blood freezing
But his words kept on haunting her...Making her feel like a criminal who killed his happiness...crushed his dreams...Tears continued falling from her eyes...a sign of weakness and guilt as he says
However, for her this is only thing, which felt right which doesn't hurt anyone else but her...she felt sacred of taking action what if she again repeated the same mistake as Anjali said, "she is the one who crushed her happiness and snatched Armaan from her". Her confidence for living or taking a stand slipping out of her hands
"Arman" the name reminded her of love... the first gust of fresh air...the first drizzle of monsoon...she smiled blankly as his smiling face flashed infront of her eyes
Her numb brain continued seeing the flashes of him... she felt difficulty in breathing but ignoring her surroundings, she sat there with her shattered heart and broken self-confidence
She hugged her body to comfort herself...the pain of hurting him made it difficult for her to think...to survive...
"I miss you Arman...I really do...I never wanted to hurt you, I never wanted you to...hate me..." she whispered to herself
"Don't hate me..Don't" slowly her brain turned numb and she continued talking to herself until her body gave up and became still, as she slowly fainted there
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Hearing a loud shrill he opened his eyes ...
Picking the watch from the table, he checked the time and realized that he had slept for almost 3 hour...he again heard the loud ring and recognized the intercom buzz
"Hello" he picked the phone
"Arman tum dono thik se pahuch gaye na?? how are you??? kuch khaya?" he sighed hearing Badi Maa'a voice. His heart carving for her love, he knew that no matter what she does, he can never hate her..Badi Maa always loved him more than anyone be it her own son Shubhakar she always put him over everyone. Most of the nights of her life she stayed awake and worked very hard for their family.
"Ji Badi Maa everything is fine" he replied rubbing his eyes
"ohk and howz Ridhima??" His hand stopped, he quickly opened his eyes and looked around but to his horror, he found her missing
"Arman are you there" he gulped, looking here and there frantically
"Ji...ji Badi Maa...wo Ridhima...wo washroom hai..dont worry she is fine" he made the excuse and asking about Ruhan, Kirti and Shubhankar disconnected the call
"Ridhima" he called her and knocked on the washroom room.. Which opened by the force of his knocks. Seeing the empty washroom he quickly ran to the intercom and dialled the reception number passing hand in his hair
"Hello have you seen...pause... I mean..nothing?? " he quickly dismissed the idea of asking from the receptionist controlling his words afraid what if they informed Badi Maa that Ridhima is missing
He disconnected the call...thinking hard of the places where she can go without him
"How could she do this...itni irresponsible kaise ho skti hai Ridhima...main yaha tension se pagal ho rha hu aur wo madam pta nhn kaha ghum rhi hogi" he mumbled in anger and walked out in the balcony
"Shit" he cursed the cold winds and quickly closed the balcony door
Picking the jacket from the floor he wore it and went out in balcony again
"pta nhn kaha gai aise weather mei..ab Badi Maa fir se phone na karde" he thought while looking out at the beautiful view and snowfall unaware of unconscious Ridhima on the floor just beside his feet.
"lagta hai mujhe khud hi jakar dhudna hoga maharani ji ko" he angrily turned and took a step to enter in the room
But stumbled over something, he hurriedly held the knob of the door to refrain himself from falling flat on his face...Arman sighed in relief and turned back to curse the object.
His heart almost stopped beating; he heard could almost hear the beats of his heart, seeing her white face and cold body lying in balcony
"Ri...Ridhi...Ridhima" he rushed to her and took her body in his arms
"Get up" he whispered to her still body, shook her face and rubbed her palms.. "Ridhima..." he patted her cheek.
"Please..." he whispered to himself in panic passing a hand in his hairs
"Blanket..lata hu" he carefully removed her head from his lap shifting her body near the wall and ran to bring the blanket
He picked the blanket and ran back to her...covering her with it he rubbed her palms again...but it didn't made any effect on her
He looked her with moist eyes...fear of killing her paralyzed his brain... his thoughts started clearing, he remember shouting on her unnecessarily
"Why I can't think of something" he shouted in helplessness, He bit his lower lip seeing her shallow breaths; He felt the pain of thousand needles poking in his body seeing her like that. What if he lost her? What if she died?
"No, no..." he chanted "Relax Arman...she is fine...kuch ni hoga Ridhima ko...just think of something" he tried to calm himself
"Andar...leke jata hu Ridhima ko" he swiftly picked her up and went inside the room. He made her lay down on bed and covered her body with blanket
"Hello...pls send a doctor in my room immediately My wife is not well.." he ordered to the receptionist and went upto Ridhima
He continued rubbing her feet and palms forgetting the fact that he himself is a doctor
"Badi Maa was right ek bar fir maine sabit kar dia ki main kitna badal gya hu, I m such a monster...why I always lose my temper around her" he cursed himself seeing her condition
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"Mr. Malik she is very weak, I guess she haven't eaten anything and the cold has worsen her condition...you will have to take good care of her" the doctor replied to an impatient Arman who kept on nodding at him like a impatient kid
"For now m giving her an injection, and few medicines. Make sure she eat healthy food and doesn't step out in cold like this" the doctor spoke while giving injection to Ridhima
"Riddhima thik toh hojaygi na doctor??" he asked in low voice
"Don't worry Mr. Mallik, you called me on time..or else we might had to admit her in the hospital as she seems very weak... as I said now making her fit and fine is in your hands ok..Make sure she doesn't feel the cold again keep her warm" giving a assuring smile to a apprehensive Arman the doctor left
Arman threw his body on sofa and closed his eyes due to tiredness...his mind stuck on Ridhima and her condition
"Ar..Arman" He heard her broken voice, he jumped on his feet and ran upto her
"Ridhima I m here.." he held her hand and sat beside her as she unconsciously mumbled his name
He felt her whispering but couldn't understand her words...bending a bit near her lips he heard her words...
"Don't...hate...me" she whispered in half sleep
He gulped the lump that formed in his throat, feeling miserable for making her going through all this.
"I wont...I promise... " he tried to assure her by clutching her hand more tightly and replying to her
"Hate me..." She cried, he looked at her shocked seeing the tears from her closed eyes
"I m ..so...sorry...pls akhri bar maaf kardo Ridhima, jo...jo tum kahogi wahi karuga but plsss. I agree i don't deserve you, you are too good for me be it a friend or a wife but please this last chance." he begged, while wiping her tears
He took her in his arms, holding her close. Trying to make her feel his presence
Until she fell asleep, he kept on rocking her back and forth like a baby in his arms ...
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Edited by jannat4ever - 10 years ago
i know many of you much be angry with me..and you all have the right to be..i totally understand your point of view..but m expecting you all to understand my situation also..i had given you all rights to pm me, scrap me, msg me even eat my head if you can for update..but with love😉😳
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