Ab Kya Kare? {promo&part 27 pg46} - Page 7

great part....awww i really feel bad for kripa and i think angad might see her hand bleeding if she asks him for the first aid kit

Originally posted by: Honii

wow sumra yaar awesome part 👏 your fic is awesome continue soon

Hey thanks!!

Originally posted by: berkeleygirl818

AWESUM!!! 👏 👏 feel REALLY sad for Kripa!!!! 😭 😭
how can Angad b so mean!!!!!!! 😡 😡 continue ASAP!!!!! 😃

i think u shud make Angad jealous by making him think that Kripa &
Prithvi like each other (mayb they can REALLY like each other) or
something!!! idk, just a suggestion, hope u dont mind!!! 😊

p.s. the part wasnt at all boring!!!!!

Thanks and yuo need not worry, I didn't mind at all.....and by the way I had already said in the begining that everyone's welcome to give suggestion or say whatever they want to....so not a problem, you are more than welcomed!!

Originally posted by: brainychild92

i just caught up. omg angad is a jerk! kannan's words really affect him.. prithvi went a lil too far with the bhaiiya bhabhi khel....
kripa, knock on his door and tell him u need the first-aid box. if he asks why just say, why do people need it!!!!!! she should stick up to him, he is like a bully and kripa is the victim.
do continue real soooooooooooooonnn!!!!!!

Thanks.......hope that you like the next part..........

Originally posted by: nehagupta_9

gr8 part

Thx!

Originally posted by: candyprincess

great part....awww i really feel bad for kripa and i think angad might see her hand bleeding if she asks him for the first aid kit

Thanks.

<<<Hope you all like the next part...whuch will be up in 2 hours as I have to do something else now so I'll be free after 2 hours to post the next part (don't worry...I just have to post it....I had typed 2 parts yesterday....so this time it's for sure I WILL POST IT!!!)>>>

great part ommg u said its been 30mins she might have lost of blood by then abt the age part am sorry i just read that in a comment thought ur 8 thats its seems so incredible but ur an awsome writer pls con soon i kinda lost ur fic 😆

Originally posted by: armaghan0

great part ommg u said its been 30mins she might have lost of blood by then abt the age part am sorry i just read that in a comment thought ur 8 thats its seems so incredible but ur an awsome writer pls con soon i kinda lost ur fic 😆

Hey thanks....wow...you noticed the time too....well to tell you the truth I just remembered that now only when I saw this comment......but when I was writing the part I meant it that way...it's just that I forgot all about the timing thing when later on, I mean it just didn't pop in my head.....lolz....but it's not like I just wrote it without thinking....amn the wya I write...it takes me at least 50 minutes for writing one part........and I keep on check that is a scene like that okay or shall it be something else......seriously.........I try hard to make it good.....but tsill I think I might not be that good......besides I am new....lolz an excuse........but I think you know what I mean.....well hope you enjoy the next part.

Ab Kya Kare?

RECAP: Kripa tried to wash her wrist, when it was almost cleaned she noticed that it was just a tiny cut but there was a small glass piece still stuck so that's why the bleeding didn't stop or slowed down.

So shall she go in? She was standing right in front of his door. She knew it was a small thing which she was making big but there was a reason behind it, right? Angad would be tired of her as he spent so much time with her, had to stand her so much the whole day. Since she came to live with Angad's family, it was the first time that they had spent that much time together, even unwillingly. Besides it was Angad who made her make a big deal out of it, the way he behaved made her feel bad, she never wanted to, even accidentally, hurt someone or do something which would make anyone feel negative about anything.

Part 9

Kripa knocked on Angad's door. No one answered. She knocked again…..again a little harder……a little more harder. Finally she tried to open the door, surprisingly it wasn't locked.

She opened it a little to find Angad lying on the bed with his eyes closed, not sleeping, but listening to his ipod. She entered the room and stood near the door and called out 'Angad?' Obviously he couldn't hear so she called out a little louder 'Angad.' Angad heard something so he opened his eyes and to his surprise he saw Kripa standing there. He took off his earphones and questioned her 'Ab tumhe kya chaiye? Joh tumne tamasha kiya hai woh kam (less) par gaya hai.'

'Angad mujhe first-aid box ki zarurat thi, Aunty ne kaha hai ke appke kamre mein hai toh issiliye…'

'You can just wash it if you've been bleeding. Itne choto choti chizoon (things/ stuff) kiliye tum he (exaggerates) first-aid box kit ki toh zaroorat nahin hogi, I assume?'

'Angad please actually who mujhe…' Angad had already gotten up to fetch the box for Kripa.

'Actually woh kya? I don't think that you missed me that much that you couldn't wait to see me in the morning and just ran into my room.' He turned and faced her while walking towards his bed.

'Okay so tell me what do you need? The big bandage? The small one? The round one? Which one?'

Kripa walked towards the bed, where he had opened the box, and pointed at the white roll (sorry-I forgot the name-it's like a white roll bandage, it's used for places like wrists or something-sorry) 'That one.'

Angad let out a small laugh. 'Oh surely you didn't get hurt that…' he stopped and thought for a while '…by the way where'd you get hurt…' then laughed a little '…that you need that one.' He pointed at the white bandage roll.

Kripa hesitantly, but she knew she had to, took out the wrist from where she was hiding it just in case if somebody spotted her. Angad's eyes widen seeing the now red tissue paper covering Kripa's right wrist. Even Kripa got a little surprised because so much blood was coming out but she had to expect that as the glass piece was still stuck in her wrist. What else could she expect?

Angad reached for Kripa's hand. He was holding it and examining it while peeling the tissue papers off her wrist. A little angry at her carelessness he asked 'What DID you do? Can you explain?'

'Joh glass toota (broke) tha, use tha rahi thi toh achanak khoon (blood) behne (came/ poured out) laga. Maine wash kiya tha, chota sa hi cut hai…' Angad cuts her, still hot inside. 'Chota sa….you call this small. Yeh chota sa cut hai? Are you trying to teach me what's…' Kripa interrupted 'Haan…chota hi hai lekin ek glass piece phasa hua hai. I tried to take it out but it doesn't come out so it's constantly bleeding.'

After peeling the tissues, he took her to the wash room 'Go wash your hand again.' But instead of letting her wash it, he helped her wash her wrist. She was standing against the sink and he was behind her, his left hand coming out from her left side and his right hand from her right side. He was almost pinning her to the sink. He was so close to her that she could smell his breath. Her face was facing the sink but her eyes were looking at the left side, she was looking at him, so caring, so worried. It was as if his most precious possession got dirty that he had to make it look perfect in no time. He IS a good, kind-hearted, caring man but he has this something towards her that makes him mean, bad and all towards her. She looked at him in the mirror in front of them; a small shy smile crept up her face. She looked back down. Angad looked at her in the mirror, he was worried and he realized that he was standing so close to her, some of her hair was on his face too. He kind of felt good somewhere inside him standing so close to Kripa, he thought maybe she didn't notice that so he didn't move. He felt comfortable standing like that.

He cleaned her wrist and took her outside to wrap bandage around her wrist. He made her sit on the bed and he sat himself in front of her. He was just about to gently wrap the bandage on her wrist when he remembered about the glass piece she had been talking about, he questioned her about it.

Kripa answered a little hesitantly. 'Angad, I think it's gone a little deeper inside.'

Angad: What rubbish are you talking about, where was it?

Kripa pointed at the area where the glass was clearly visible before but now only obvious.

Angad felt it and said a little hesitatingly 'Kripa…I think we have to take it out.'

Kripa was shocked, she answered back right away, kind of in a scolding manner. 'No way, there's no way I'm taking that out. I tried before but the bleeding got only worse and it didn't come out anyway.'

Angad scolded her back 'Then what are you going to do, the bleeding won't stop and it'll just hurt you more.'

Kripa opened her mouth to say something but closed again.

Angad, after a few seconds, spoke, kind of softly, way too softly-they both thought later 'So shall I?'

Kripa, scared, asked 'Hhmmm…will it hurt?'

Angad sarcastically replied back with a question. 'Did it when you tried?'

Kripa, not noticing the sarcasm, replied (kind of childishly-innocently) 'It did and it was very painful.'

Angad: Well then you can expect the same now again.

Kripa, now knowing what was happening, replied as if defending herself. 'There's no way I'm going to go through all that again, it hurts like…like hell.'

Angad raised an eyebrow and asked playfully 'Did it?'

Kripa hit him on the arm playfully then realized what she did and apologized.

Angad again broke the few seconds' silence 'Ssooo?'

Kripa shook her head like a child.

Angad said, showing of a little. 'Well it's Angad Khanna here, it won't hurt that much, at least not as much as when Kripa Sharma tries to heal a wound. I can understand that that time it would hurt, and that too, I can say without doubt, like hell.'

Kripa glared at him 'Yah right!'

Angad said showing off again 'Well by the way are you asleep at the university or what, don't you see the girls die to be healed by me when they get injured or something. So what do you think that I'll...' Kripa interrupted.

Just like Angad was showing off, Kripa thought that she should a little too, especially when she's in front of the person doing the same. Though normally or naturally both were not very good at showing off but still it didn't matter at the moment.

Kripa replied with a little attitude 'By the way I can say the same for you, I don't know how long it took you but it surely did took me only a month to stir the guys around.'

Angad was taken aback; he thought he was losing the game they had unknowingly just started. He remained silent.

Kripa smiled proudly 'Ahem…maine kuch suna nahin. Did you say something now?'

Angad knew she was teasing him, so he went back to their old subject, not looking in her eye because he knew he had lost in front of her that time. 'Err...erm tum woh haath do. Let me put the bandage now.'

Kripa: Ah huh?

Angad: Yah so now give me?

Kripa: Yah just put the bandage now.

She hoped he had forgotten about taking out the glass but she was wrong, he was not missing the opportunity. Though he doesn't want anybody, even his enemies or people whom he detest, to get hurt but still he would appear as though he enjoys it despite feeling bad from the inside. Kripa knew that but still she didn't care about all that, it was hurting extremely a lot.

Angad noticed that she might have been thinking that he had forgotten all about the glass piece. 'Nope, I'll take out the glass first.'

Kripa started to speak but he interrupted her. 'Lekin it…'

Angad put his index finger on his lip to indicate her to stay quiet. 'That's it.'

Kripa, a little angry like a kid, shouted (not very loud) 'I just came here to ask for that roll, I don't need you to put or…'

He cut her in the middle again. 'How do you think you were going to aid yourself alone?'

Kripa noticed the point and knew he was right so she just simply looked away in anger.

<<<POSITION: Angad came over to Kripa's side and sat next to her now. Kripa had been sitting where the headrest is (the place where the pillows are). Her back was facing the headrest. He came and sat next to her and so his back was facing the headrest too. He sat very close to her, he was sitting a little behind her at the same time but still he was next to her. He took her hand in his and put his arm over her right arm, so his left arm was over her right arm now. {I hope you got that, I'm sorry because I think I didn't do a good job of explaining well.}>>>

Kripa was yet again surprised at his sudden behavior but didn't say anything.

Angad started towards the glass piece.

Kripa, in a low (sharp or pointy voice) sad voice slowly, pleaded 'Angad, pleeassseee…'

Kripa looked at his face, which was almost right next to her. Angad looked up and a little to his left to look at Kripa in her eye. 'It would be fine, trust me.' Angad said that reassuringly and he meant it and really meant it. Even he didn't want to hurt her; he wanted the pain to be as less as possible and if possible then no pain at all. Kripa didn't deserve it and besides in a way it was his fault too, he thought.

Look out for:....Well just....STAY TUNED!!!

Hey please post your comments and please don't hink that in one part I make Angad mean, in another 'good' then again 'mean' and than 'good'…it's not purposely or anything. I hope you understand, it's just that the parts are cut like that so, what can I do? But I didn't do anything purposely. And please do post your views and everything……I'll be waiting for them. Thanks so much for reading my fanfic till now. I think I might be a little crazily emotional now….for me it's a big thing that people read my fanfic. Thanks everyone to make me feel better especially when I feel like I wrote something really badly…just like this time the positioning thing….I hope you understood what kind of position they were in. I still feel I did a bad job in doing explaining that bit especially….hope that you won't mind. [size]

Awesome part... luved it.... he was sweet in this 1, but im not gunna make a judgement about him yet, he confuses me soooo much!!!

Originally posted by: nehagupta_9

Awesome part... luved it.... he was sweet in this 1, but im not gunna make a judgement about him yet, he confuses me soooo much!!!

Hey thanks.....lolz......it's confusing...I know.......but wiat and see.......

sumra yaar great part enjoyed a lot reading tooooooooooooooooooooooo goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooood 👏 continue soon

so cute and sorry didnt mean to offend u ur ficvs awsome marvellous uniquely different whys angad a jerk 😆

great part...awww angad actually cares for kripa