Hello lovely people. This is me, really I am here! So the matter is that you know I have been absent lately from the forums because of the exams first. Good thing I am done with my graduation. Second thing is that this is Part 1 of the chapter 17, i.e. Journey Bombay To Goa. It's a huge part that's why I had to break it according to the events of the chapter. This part could be considered as an intro to the main events. As we are on the third thread of the story, I just wanted to give you a piece of the whole cake as a party gift. Hope that you'll like it!The next day Shilpa woke up, in her usual posture but with a smile on her face. She was engulfed tightly in Armaan's arms, her head lying on his naked chest and his hair falling over his forehead reaching his brows. She softly removed those tendrils off his forehead and surrendered to the urge to kiss the little frown between his brows. Armaan relaxed a little and turned to lie on his stomach, his arms went loose around Shilpa. Emotions clogged her throat. What was happening to her? That was the only question revolving around her mind. When had Armaan come so close to her that even the sight on him sleeping makes her emotional and so overwhelmed that she could hardly keep herself from crying. Taking deep breaths she stood up and ran inside the washroom, wanting a moment for herself to settle her excited emotions. Shilpa closed her eyes and felt her life before Armaan whirl before her eyes in a blur motion. It felt like a movie was going on but in a fast motion. But it all paused on just one particular scene. Her catching Armaan in her arms at the airport. She bit her lip, trying not to laugh as she remembered how they had met for the first time. She then contemplated about the changes that had happened after Armaan had entered her life. Their marriage was like a whirlwind affair, it all happened so fast and so sudden, and it so wasn't like a normal arranged marriage. Their marriage had been like a deal, a compromise they both had done for Anjali and Atul. And their interaction after the marriage had been utterly awkward. They used to share an employer-employee relationship before for God's sake, how can they just see each other as their respective life partner, that easily, after sharing a professional relationship. Slowly yet steadily, their relationship had developed. They became friends, best friends then and now, the feelings that she was experiencing towards Armaan were far from that of a good friend's. Things she felt when he looked at her, smiled and her and oh God, the tingles that zap up her body when her skin comes in contact with his. She felt lost with him and also without him. Armaan had her ruined, totally, and she was starting to love this feeling. After brushing her teeth, she came out of the washroom and was snapped struck by the sight in front of her. There stood the subject/object matter of her thoughts, topless and wearing those drawstring pyjamas that hung low, below his navel. Hot. Armaan. Shit! Armaan unaware of Shilpa's scrutiny, bent a little to place the now folded comforter over the bed correctly. His muscles flexed and it all proved to be a great show for Shilpa who stood at the washroom door with heat coloring her cheeks a deep red. WTH!! Shilpa could feel her conscience yelling at her in her mind. Indeed, what the hell was she doing? Oh! And that ass, Armaan do have a great ass. She so wanted to kick herself for thinking exactly what she was thinking about Armaan. She so much wanted to push her fingers through his hair, scratch his scalp with her nails, wrap her arms around that muscled torso, rake her fingers over his abs. Shit! Deep shit! Shilpa was feeling like an animal in heat. Sheesh what the hell, was this even a comparison to make. True, from past few days she was seeing Armaan in different light. So what is she was attracted to him and that attraction also had the physical tint too? He's her husband after-all. So what if she was lusting after her husband. Oh God!! Shilpa groaned, loud enough for Armaan to hear. He craned his neck towards her and saw a flushed looking Shilpa standing at the door. There was something different in her. Though everday since he married her, he got to know about a new thing about her, and the recent changes and developments in their relationship hadn't gone unnoticed. Something had changed between them, but what? He couldn't tap on it just. When they met, they were strangers, they met again and became professionally related, then they met again and somehow got engaged and their marriage wasn't far away. The journey from being strangers to friends to best friends was easy and short but this thing, this new development this attraction, had them thinking over and over about it. Was this what all the married couples feel? Of course attraction towards each other emotionally and physically and sexually as well was normal but there was something else too. Something that they so wanted to name it but just weren't able to recognize that. Both of them stood still and kept on staring at each other, wanting to move close and talk about their feeling but didn't have the courage to do so. Shilpa fidgeted with her mangalsutra and could feel her heart thumping against her chest and Armaan, well he just couldn't feel his heart. With the sight of Shilpa, still dressed in her night gown that hugged her body at places that Armaan want to capture in his hands. Oh hell! Armaan fisted his hands and turned around not wanting to face Shilpa, and show off his now flaming face. Wanting to break through the sudden awkwardness that surrounded them, Shilpa came forward and said, "Uumm..Armaan tum pehle ready ho jao, main tab tak baaki ka saamaan pack kar leti hoon." "Yeah that will be good. I..I'll just go."Armaan said with a little fumble in his voice. Anjali was wating her breakfast when Atul came at the table and said, "Aaj ki taaza khabar suni tumne?"Anjali looked up at her husband and saw that smug smile over his face, "Tum hi bata do. Tumhari smile ko dekh kart oh aisa lag raha hai jaise zaroor koi interesting news hai."Atul smiled and replied, "Tumhaari behan honeymoon manane jaa rahi hai Goa aurr woh bhi public bus se travel karte hue."Anjali threw her head back and moaned, "Pata hona chahiye thha, ki woh aisa zaroor kuch karegi. You know Atul, Shilpa is weird but her wishes and demands are more weird. Mujhe toh Armaan ki chinta ho rahi hai, pagal ho jayega woh Shilpa ke saath rehte rehte.""Waise I was thinking that why don't we go for a second honeymoon?" Atul asked wriggling his brows, "I mean we are due for a vacation, aurr hospital mein bhi zyada kaam nahi hai, we could at-least take a week long holiday. What say?""Idea bura nahi hai.", Anjali winked and threw a cherry tomato at him."Aurr haan, now that Armaan and Shilpa are finally progressing in their relationship, you should stop feeling guilty now." Atul said as he filled his bowl of corn flakes.Anjali sighed, "Galati bhi toh meri hi thhi na Atul, I mean I was so excited about marrying you that time, that I feel that I emotionally blackmailed Shilpa into getting married to Armaan, I mean woh kahan tayaar thhi uss waqt shaadi ke liye. Usse toh apna career banana thha, and because of us she had to get married."Atul placed his hand over Anjali's and replied, "She's still able to focus on her career, isn't she? And moreover I think that they both were destined to be together. Don't you think the same?"Anjali kissed Atul's hand and said, "Hhhmm.. kabhi kabhi toh mujhe bhi yahi lagta hai, I mean look at them yaar, woh kitne ache lagte hain ek doosre ke saath. And the series of their meetings, mujhe lagta hai ki Bi ka faisla sahi thha."Atul smiled, "Mujhe bhi yahi lagta hai."Nikita was sitting on the bed and folding clothes and placing them in a neat pile, when Abhi came inside their room with a tray full of food. He smiled as he saw his 3 1/2 months pregnant wife."Hey sexy momma, come and have some food." Abhi said as he placed the tray full of different items for food over the bed in front of her."Wow..itna sab kuch. Hum dono ke ilawa kissi aurr ke liye bhi yeh sab banaya hai?" asked Nikki as she placed Abhi's folded shirt at a side.Abhi smiled, "Nahi, yeh sab sirf tumhaare liye hai. And mind you, you have to finish all this."Nikki's eyes widened and she glarted at Abhi, "Pagal ho gaye ho tum, koi itna khaana akele kaise kha sakta hai. No Abhi, I won't eat all this. It's too much.""It isn't. And waise bhi you have to eat for our child too. Our baby girl might feel hungry."Nikki whined, "Please Abhi, our baby girl isn't that huge to be hungry all the time. And that much food is enough to feed an elephant, and I am not one.""Baby please, I know that you are not an elephant but still. Okay how about you eat hald of this?"Nikki waved her hand as no, "One fourth of all this and I am done."Abhi frowned, "Okay but you have to drink a glass of juice too. Deal or not?"With a frown on her face and a scowl accompanied she agreed with Abhi's terms for the breakfast.Rads was sitting at her desk and was eyeing the coffee cup that rested over her desk. It had these cute little hearts all over and a huge one in the middle that had a smiley face designed inside the heart. She scowled and pushed the coffee cup away from her sight. Those hearts reminded of her own one, that's confused and hurt over Kartik's behaviour with her. What the hell was wrong with him, that's what she just wanted to know!Trying to distract herself from Kartik's thoughts, Rads started fiddling with her cell phone when Rahul's message popped up. It read;Want 2 solve d coffee guy prblm?She narrowed her eyes at the message and typed back;Whts dis abt?She leaned back on her chair and closed her eyes. What was Rahul planning now?Meet me @ ur cafe. Will tell u abt it all.What the freaking hellion's hell! It's been days she hadn't visited to "her" cafe, the cafe where she and Kartik usually met, and now Rahul was calling her to meet at that same cafe even when he knew that she wanted to go far from that place.
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