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Originally posted by: MURALIDHARAN99

pls update the next part 😃😃

Originally posted by: prernawaghray

hey lubna

awesome part yaar so ridzi is feeling bad for what shes doing huh????

n also shes feeling for him wow

thats cute n also the best part was that armi turned the tables poor ridzi hehehe

plz pm me dear plzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

update soon

Originally posted by: cute_unknown_fr

pappu di it was tooo gus as usual

it was very funny....................

pata nahi yeh riddhima bechaare armaan ke saath kya kya karne wali hai

omg!!!!!!!!!!!!!armaan ko bachaoo iss shaitan riddhima se......

Originally posted by: swansea

amazing part luban didi

plzzzzzzzzzzzzzz continue sooon

Rubbing his nose vigorously Armaan stepped out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel cursing Ridz under his breath "Bandar kahi ki mera handsome chehra bigaar diya… I take back my sorry you churail… nahi nahi not churail woh toh meri honey hai phir se sorry.. uff Armaan stop she needs to be taught a lesson aur kitne baar…" his voice trailed off as his waist and lower half of his body begun to itch all of a sudden, the slow itch turned into something quiet painful "What the hell" he said a little too loud…

Ridz on the other hand who had been since dawn heard his complaints as she walked back into the room "Hmm laghta hai towel ki itching powder ki jaadu asar hone lagha hai… mwuhhahaa" she cackled to herself as she got the camera ready for the next episode of her torture the paati movie for her family. Seeing the handle to the bathroom door turning Ridz immediately jumped on to the sofa and grabbed the closest magazine pretending to be engrossed in it.

Cursing under his breath Armaan made his way out of the bathroom with the towel secured around his waist whilst he half ran half jumped from itching towards his cupboard, opening the cupboard he stared at it dumbfounded as the bare cupboard grinned at him evilly. Forgetting his itchy towel for a second Armaan scratched his head as he slowly turned to find Ridz sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed with her nose stuck in a magazine

A: "Oh s**t" Armaan yelped as he tried his best to hide his broad muscular chest, for obvious reasons him and Ridz hadn't quiet reached the stage in their relationship to see each half dressed,

"Kapre waha bahar rakhe hai sukhaane kiliye" Ridz pointed towards the balcony, while stifling her chuckle behind the magazine Ridz in her most casual voice ever. Feeling the cool breeze blow on her hair Ridz realized Armaan must have by now opened the balcony doors in search for his clothes, placing the magazine down Ridz snuck towards the door before Armaan could realized what she had done

Looking around blindly Armaan couldn't figure out where she had hung his clothes to dry, stepping out further into the balcony Armaan felt the warmth of the morning sun kiss his toned body as the slight breeze made him shiver slightly with its freshness, Armaan closed his eyes to inhale the air when something else hit his nose, scrunching his nose at the now definitely horrible smell Armaan walked closer to the railing to inspect the source of the horrendous smell when his eyes fell on something tied to the railings. "What the he…" his words escaped him as he realized it was his clothes, turning around in rage Armaan found Ridz standing at the balcony doors with a cheeky grin on her face

R: "Kapre milgeye?" she winked and stuck her tongue out at him as she slid the balcony doors with as much as force as her tiny arms could muster and as fast possible before she bolted for the door to leave the room

Armaan was hot on her tail as he slammed the balcony door open again and chased her across the room. Ridz jumped onto the bed and off like a pro athlete leaving Armaan momentarily amazed at her toned physique but then the realization of her prank sank in again and he continued his chase right out of the hotel room still wrapped only in a towel.

One step ahead of him all the time Ridz ran down the 5 flights of stairs from their floor, through the lobby, past the dining area and into reception where she abruptly stopped and turned to wait for him to catch up. As Armaan came panting after her Ridz stood there with her arms crossed tapping her foot still with her breath intact looking amused at his definitely unfit state.

Armaan stopped to catch his breath as he saw Ridz stop, "My god the can run he thought… aur bagwan ko issi se meri shaadi karwane pari, abh zindagi bar mein iski peeche aise hi baaghta rahunga kya… but man she's soo hot and definitely worth it" smirking at his own thoughts Armaan slowly stood straight after he caught his breath only to realize where he was and the people staring at him, there were women who were either blushing from seeing this fine specimen of a man standing only in a towel on front of them or blatantly checking him out while there boyfriends or husbands only looked furious at him, while some just whispered behind there hands before laughing amongst themselves quietly.

Smiling broadly at her accomplishment Ridz decided she hadn't had enough fun yet, wanting to draw more attention to her husband… how she hated that term… she decided to create a scene, "What the hell Armaan, tummhe sharam nahi aata, subah subah aade nange hotel ke chakar lagarehe ho… kuch toh sharam karo yaha bache bhi hai" she went over to a kid and dramatically covered her innocent eyes.

"Oh two can play at this game sweety" Armaan thought evilly, outstretching his arms dramatically Armaan slowly started to walk towards Ridz "Kya honey, I'm hot gotta flaunt it na, now come here and give daddy some sugar babes" with that he went to hug her just as Ridz made a narrow escape by ducking out of his arms while he crashed into the reception desk. "Ow" she heard him say while she ran towards the lifts praying to god it opened before he reached her.

"Come on lift.. jaldi jaldi woh saandh pagal hogeya hai..." seeing the lift taking too long Ridz left her attempt of catching the lift and with one "Jai bajrang bali" she started her race for her life up the 5 flights of stairs back to her room.

Stopping around the corner from her door Ridz stopped to catch her breath, she hadn't vouched for bhudaji to act so calm infront of everyone and he had obviously missed the entire trip down "damn it" she thought, as she walked into her room closing it securely behind her. Leaning her head against the door Ridz closed her eyes "s**t, s**t, s**t" she hit her head lightly against the door, "abh doosra kuch sochna padega iss bhuda ki teekhane laghane kiliye, grrr" turning Ridz froze as Armaan stood right in front of her, well it wasn't exactly Armaan, rather it was the picture she had taken of him pasted on the many flyers she had been busy sticking around the hotel since dawn "So he did see them, yes" Ridz wooped in her mind as she casually walked past Armaan not paying him any attention.

Catching her hand from behind Armaan pulled her slamming her into his chest, "What the hell is this" his voice was seething with anger Armaan waved his 'Armeena' picture in front of her face.

'Kya' she pulled her arm away with as much as possible and casually walked over to the couch and grabbed a n apple from the fruit basket and bit into it while crossing her legs with as much attitude as possible.

Loosing patience Armaan sighed loudly as he let his anger escape with it. Walking back to the cupboard Armaan searched his drawers for his wallet so he could pay extra to get his clothes dry cleaned asap.

"Isse doondh rehe ho?" turning around Armaan found Ridz waving his wallet while she cheekily smiled at him.

"Give me back my wallet" Armaan walked towards her

"No chance" replied a defiant Ridz

Opening the bag bathroom Armaan freaked "RIDZ YEH KYA MAZAAK HAI"

Rolling with laughter Ridz struggled to breathe as she heard Armaan yell like Tarzan "Pehenlo saandh ki bhai, ya phir se who towel pehene ki jaldi hai tummhe" Ridz howled with laughter again imagining Armaan itching like a chimpanzee again while he literally begged her for his wallet.

After a few moments a reluctant Armaan dragged his feet out of the bathroom wearing the very same saree he had bought for Ridz to wear after he had gotten rid of all her clothes.

Ridz stood ready with her camera as she recorded her 'Armeena' for her 'honeymoon' video. "This has to be the best present anyone has ever bought me, Anjali I hate you for getting me married but I love you for the camera" Ridz smiled widely as she narrated Armaan's catwalk for a few more grueling hours, telling him to pose every now and again and laughing uncontrollably as he obeyed like a good husband

Armaan walked out of the bathroom scheming against his pretty wife, watching her sleep peacefully after embarrasing him and torturing him all day the final straw had snapped. Fumbling with his duvet Armaan settled down for the night 'Chahta toh abhi iski gala daba kar marsakhta hu ms nautanki ko' but why should she get it so easy, Armaan Malik se panga liya hai na jaanu, abh mein bhi dekhata hu Armaan Malik kya cheese hai'. Smiling widely Armaan went to sleep as Ridz similarly smiled in her dreams after enjoying her day with Armaan.

Ironing what was left of his clothes Armaan whistled his happy go lucky tune imagining his pretty wifes face once she realised what he'd done.

"Good morning honey bunny" Armaan sang out a little too over enthusiastically as his pretty wife walked out of the bathroom with her hair tied in a towel

R: "Shut up you hippo" snarling back taking her hair out to towel dry it

"Grrr, hot pink definitely suits you babes" he winked at a confused Ridz

R: "What the hell are you on about, bhudape mein satya geye ho kya"

A: "Sach sugar, I love pink on you, you know what they say pink to make the boys wink" Armaan wrapped his arms around Ridz enjoying the look on her face turning from annoyed to completely p***ed off.

Ridz elbowed Armaan in the guts knocking the wind out of him as she rushed to the mirror to see what his blabbering on about.

Holding his belly laughing Armaan ducked as Ridz swung for his head after seeing her blazing hot pink hair

R: "Kamina saala ullu da patta you ruined my beautiful hair and that too with this ugly pink! I hate pink and I hate you" grabbing the hot iron form the stand Ridz pulled at the wire ripping it from the wall as she chased Armaan around the room.

A: "Oh **** yeh toh pagal hogeyi, Armaan baagh yeh dhain tujhe kacha chabajayegi"

R: "Kacha chabaungi nahi, mein toh tummhe tukhre tukhre karke gali ki kutte ko kilane wali hu, rukh saala darpokh"

The cat and mouse chase accompamied by the constant flow of abuse from both continued for a few more minutes before Armaan remembered the next phase of his payback.

Turning abruptly Armaan fell to Ridz feet and hugged them "Humme maaf kardo Malika Hindustaan, humme apke charnoo mein tora sa jaga dedijiye. Aap maaf nahi karenge toh hum yehi aapke charnoo mein bette rahenge…. Zindagi baar kiliye… aakhri saase takh"

Sensing Ridz completely frozen to the spot Armaan slowly took his hand out of his pocket and opened the match box allowing the creepy hairy creature to work up Ridz legs.

Falling back from his previous position as Ridz started to jump feeling something crawling up her leg Armaan rolled on the ground laughing like a maniac, seeing a pink headed, red faced, hot iron waving mad woman was enough to bring tears to anyones eyes.

R: "Aaaa Armaan your sooo dead, I scared of spiders you haathi, stop laughing and kill the thing" fuming as well as scared out of her wits Ridz couldn't stand still as she started to fling things around the room trying to run away from the spider but the little wretched thing seemed to only want to pursue her further. Hearing the door shut as Armaan's laughter abruptly stopped Ridz looked up to realise Armaan had left her alone in the room with the spider.

R: "Why that litt…" Ridz stopped as she jumped seeing the spider again "Grrr Riddy kill the spider then find that langoor and kill him" walking slowly towards the spider which was now sitting on the sofa Ridz crushed it with the hot iron "Die you ugly thing die, aur phir woh Armaan ki bache ko marna hai" with an evil glint in her eyes Ridz left the hot iron on the couch to burn the couch and fry the spider. "Abh raath takh agar woh bandar bacha toh isse jalli hui sofa par sonna parega, mere baal ka sarvanaash kiya hai na, abh iska mu tor jawab bhi mein hi dungi"