Arylie FF - Binate CH.9 Pg.10 Date. 22-5-22 - Page 4

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CHAPTER 6

Both Aryan and Imlie had reached the Tripathi House, when suddenly both of them got calls. Aryan and Imlie talked for some time, then looking at each other, both of them in unison said, “I have important things to do/ Humka important kaam he. Tumhe bhi/ Tumka bhi. I need to go out for office work/ Humka college kaam ke liye bahar jana he.” Aryan said, “Imlie, mein tumhe college chord deta hu.” (Imlie, I will drop you at the college). They both got in the car and Aryan stopped the car in the college, he went to the Principal’s room. He knocked and entered the office. The Principal said, “Welcome, Mr. Rathore. Good Morning, how can I help you?” Aryan said, “Good Morning, I need information about Imlie.” The Principal, “Sure.” He got up searched and handed a file to Aryan. Aryan opened the file, while looking through the asked the Principal, “Sir, is Imlie send somewhere for college assignment?” The principle answered, “No Mr. Rathore, Imlie had asked for 3 days leave, because she had some important work at her home.” Aryan handed back the file, and said, “Thank you so much for the information.” And left the Principle’s office.

Aryan rushed out, to find Imlie, but she has already left the campus. He was starting his car, to go and find Imlie, when he again got a call from his Secretary, he told, “Sir, you have to attend a business party and event of 2 days. It is a very important party, many important people are going to be there, and you are invited there.” Aryan answered, “Cancel it, I am busy, I don’t have time to attend the event.” His Secretary said, “Sir you agreed a while ago, to attend it, the M Group of Companies are going to be there, if you are able to crack a deal with them, the company will gain a high profit, through this deal.” Aryan thought, Where did I hear or see this M recently? He shook his head to remember and then he remembered, he saw M EMPIRES in one of files, he has been recently looking through. He asked his Secretary, “Is it the M Empires?” His Secretary answered, “Wait a minute Sir, let me check.” After some time Aryan got the answer, “YES Sir, they are also referred as M EMPIRES, but, how did you know? Why did you ask?” Aryan Answered, “Nothing, don’t cancel the invitation, and please send me the invitation to the home, and as I said, book my tickets for Mumbai, and you are coming with me. I am going to Bhaskar Times, bring my luggage, and everything for the trip.” And ended the call. When Imlie called, and hurriedly said, "ABP, hum nikal gaye he. Tum aapna kheyal rakhna. Tumse teen deen baad milte he. Hum aabhi zada baat nahi kar sakte. Bye."

My child, are you really serious? You wanted to let go of a deal that will bring you everything that you want as well as, answer, to your questions.

Aryan entered Bhaskar Times office. Everyone greeted Aryan and he entered his office cabin. Aryan was going through the files of the articles, when there was a knock at the office door. He said, “Come in.” “Mr. Rathore,” Aryan looked up and saw Aditya. “Mr. Tripathi, aap abhi kya bolna chahte he. Kab jail se wapas aaye aap?” (Mr. Tripathi, what do you want to tell now. When did you came back from jail?). Aditya said, “Aryan Singh Rathore, Rathore Group of companies ke maalik, Arvind Shikhawat ka Brother-in-law, aap humse badla lene ke liye Bhaskar Times take over kiya he, aap aapne jiju ke mauth ka zimmedar hume samajhte he, aap hume hara hua insaan dekhna chahte he, aap hume akela karna chahte he, aap humse humare Imlie ko chinna chahte he, aap ushe hamare khilaf use karna chahte he.” (ASR, owner of Rathore Group of companies, Arvind Shikhawat’s BIL, you took over BT to take revenge on me, you make me responsible for his death, you want to see me lost as a human, you want to take away my Imlie from me, you want to use her against me). Aryan tightly fisted his left hand, a dark look in his face and with a very angry voice, “Aditya. Kaal ke khatirdari mein kuch kaami rah gayi thi kya, ki aap aaj mujhe phirse gussa dila rahe he? Aur, Ha mein apse badla lena chahta hu.” (Aditya. Was something missing from yesterday’s hospitality, that you are again trying to make me angry, today? And, yes, I want to take revenge on you).

Aryan continued, “Aur aagar Imlie ki baat kare toh, yeh teen bate yad rakhiye. Pahali baat: iss badle ki plan me Imlie ko mein kabhi usenahi kiya he aur aage jakar kabhi bhi use nahi karunga. Dusri baat: mere Imlie ke zindegi me aane se pahale hi, aap dono ke beech me problems the. Imlie khud Tripathi house chor ke aayi thi. Jab me Imlie se mila tab mujhe pata bhi nahi tha ki, woh aapki wife he. Aur teesri baat: Imlie aur mein aab…………nahi yeh baat udhar rahi aape.” (And, talking about Imlie, remember these three things. Firstly: I never used Imlie in this revenge plan and in future also, I will never use her. Secondly: Even before I entered Imlie’s life, both of you had problems in your life. Imlie left the Tripathi house, on her own free will. When I met Imlie, I didn’t even knew that, she was your wife. Thirdly: Imlie and me are now……….no let this be a loan on you).

Aditya with anger said, “Mr. Rathore aap aapki teesri baat khatam kijiye.” (Mr. Rathore, finish your third advice). Aryan with an evil smile said, “Samai aane par, aap khud dekh payenge sab kuch, mein bolne se zada, samai ke khel par biswas rakhta hu.” (You will see everything for yourself, when the time comes, all I believe is in the game of time, than revealing everything by saying it in the wrong time). Aditya now with an evil smile said, “Mr. Rathore kaal ka jhatka kaise laaga apko? Imlie aapse thik se baat to kar rahihe na? Hum aapko challenge karta hu wo mere paas phirse bapwas aayigi, aap ushe rokh nahi payenge. Hum usse phir se shaadi karenge.” (Mr. Rathore how was yesterday’s shock? Is Imlie talking with you properly? I am challenging you that, she will again come back to me, you can’t stop her. I will again marry her). Aryan broke out in an evil laugh making Aditya shocked and said, “Konsi jhatke ki baat kar rahe hei, Mr. Tripathi? Mein aur Imlie humesa jhagarte rahate he, aur kuch samai baad hum dono ke beech sab thik bhi ho jata hei. Kal bhi asa hi hua tha. Aagar Imlie kaha hei uski baat kare, toh woh college ke kaam se bahar gayi he.” (Which shock are you asking about, Mr. Tripathi? Both, me and Imlie always fight with each other, and after some time everything isalright between us. Yesterday also same things happened. And, if you ask about where she is, then she has gone out for college assignment).

Aryan with another evil laugh continued, “Phir se teen cheeze aapko baat ata hu. Pahali baat: Imlie mujh pe trust karti he, woh mujhse laare gi, baat nahi kare gi, par phir bhi humare beech sab thik ho jayega. Dusri baat: wo aapke paas kabhi bhi wapas nahi jayegi. And, you again marrying her again, that will never happen, uske jagah wo na aap ko bara jhatka de de, jise aap puri jiwan yaad rakhenge. Aur Teesri baat: aap ko pata nahi he wo kyakar saakti he. Wo aap se na………….nahi yeh bhi udhar rahi.” (Again, I will say about three things. Firstly: Imlie trusts me, she will fight with me, not talk with me, but then also everything will be alright between us. Secondly: she will never go back to you. And, you marrying her again, that will never happen, instead she doesn’t give you a big shock, that you will never forget in your whole life. Thirdly: you don’t even know, about what she can do. She just ha………this one is also a loan). Aditya in a high pitch, “Mr. Rathore. Woh humse pyaar karti he, woh humare paas bapwas aayegi. Aur, uski biswas ki baat kare toh, woh mein phirse hasil kar lunga.” (Mr. Rathore. She loves me, she will come back tome. And, if we talk about her trust, I will again achieve it).

Aryan couldn’t control himself and laughed out loud, “Mr. Tripathi aap apne aankho ke upar se parda hatake dekhiye. Woh aapki woh purani Imlie bilkul bhi nahi hei, wo meri Imlie hei, sach baat toh yeh he ki, wo humesa se meri Imle hi rahi he. Aur meine joh bataya he aapko, woh meine banake nahi bataya, woh true facts he. Aasliyat mein aap kabhi Imlie ko paachan hi nahi paye, ushe zindigi mein apne samne kisi ko nahi chaihiye, wo akele hi bohot he. Ushe sirf uske saath, uske paas, ushe equal samajhne wala jo, ushe support kaare esha koi chaihiye. Woh urne ke liye bani he, naki kayad me rahane ke liye. Mr. Tripathi aur kuch kahana he, nahi toh please leave.” Aditya fuming with rage left Aryan’s office.

It feels great to see that Aditya Kumar Tripathi, becoming fool of his own idiotic thoughts. How did the Lord created such an idiotic antic piece?

To Be Continued......

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So Imlie is part of M Empire.. This getting interesting. Please update soon.

Awesome update with awesome dialogues

Awesome update thanks for the translations.Can't wait for Bs reaction when he realizes that he was boasting to Imile husband he was going to marry her.

Imile and Aryan needs to communicate more.

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Nice one never ever underestimate Aryan Singh Rathore

CHAPTER 7

Aryan left the office for Airport at 3 p.m. His driver was driving the car, while Aryan sat at the back thinking, Today is what a long day is called, first run back and forth for my Gadhi, then, have an argument with Mr. Tripathi, then, work on the files and and articles, board a plane and last but, not the least a business party. The Secretary sitting in front opposite to the driver, handed over the documents required to remember for the business party and explained about the party and the event. On way, Aryan called Narmada and Arpita, and said, “Maa, Didi, when I return, there is a surprise for both of you, from me and Imlie. But, pahale, aap dono Imlie ke Amma aur Dadda ko bhi Delhi bulu lijiye kal, unke liye bhi yeh surprise he.” Arpita replied. “Thik he, Aru. Take care of yourself.” Aryan said, “Okay Didi”, and ended the call. He entered the airport.

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Aryan wearing his sun glasses on his eyes, entered the airport with his secretary, both headed towards the boarding terminal of Mumbai Flight, whereas their luggage were sent for enquiries. Both Aryan and Imlie hadno idea, that they were near each other and heading for the same flight. Imlie also entered the airport wearing a mask and specs, with a woman, and a man also wearing masks like her, on either side behind her, at the same time. Her luggage was sent for boarding inquiries, whereas she walked towards the boarding terminal of Mumbai. Both theirs and their companions’ tickets were booked for Mumbai Flight’s First-Class section. When Imlie and Aryan were almost at the entrance of boarding terminal, both were on their phones, and didn’t look what was in-front of them, and bumped into each other, and fell back a fewsteps. Aryan started, “What the heck? Ma’am can’t you look and walk?” Imlie correctly placing her specs in the next moment said, “Sir, I should be asking you the same question. Are you blind?” Aryan replied, “Sorry to say Madam, but my eyes are alright. You should go for a check-up instead.” Now both looked at each other, Imlie recognizing Aryan, removing her wireless ear piece and cooling down, said, “I am very sorry..., Sir. But.you.are.no.one.tell.me.what.to.do? So, bye, let’s focus on our own businesses.”, and walked towards the boarding section.

Aryan shocked for a while, raising his eyebrows and blinking for twice, felt the reaction of the masked Lady was very similar to the reaction of someone he knows. He just stared blankly at nothing, until his secretary said, “Sir we are going to be late for the flight.” Aryan then again started to walk and boarded the flight; he sat on his seat and did all the necessary instructions given by the pilot. He put his left hand over his eyes covering them, while he massaged his temples with his thumb and index fingers. He spoke under his breath, “I am again thinking of Imlie. I have no idea where she is,and, if she is out for something, she should just have at least told me where she is. But, no, Jungli ko toh, mujhe tension mein rakhne ka experience hei.”

After a 2 hours 15 minutes flight, and 30-minute drive from Chhatrapati Shivaji Maharaj International Airport, Santacruz East, Aryan reached Four Seasons Hotel, Mumbai, where the event is going to take place, as well as where he is going to stay during this event. It was already 18:30 hours, when here ached his president suit, and then after freshening up, went and crashed into his bed, for taking some rest, he closed his eyes and started thinking about what Imlie said to him at the office and everything that happened till now. He was very confused at today’s situation. After few minutes of thinking, he just jumped up, shouted and ruffled his own hairs, and took out Imlie’s payel, he started, “You already confuse me so much. And today you confused me more. Imlie.I.don’t.care.a.damn.about.you.or.what.you.do.I., I., I., will., not., think., about., you.” Then he again ruffled his hairs in frustration, and shouted, “Oh I totally forgot, now she is also my wife. G.O.D, why did I marry her? Why the hell? Woh Jangli, already mere ghar, work mein hone se hi, mera aasa haal hai, aagar woh mere room mein hui, toh mein pura pagal ho jaunga.”

Aryan again crashed back in his bed, he covered his eyes with his right arm and started to slowly, breadth in and then breadth out, and slowly drifted to sleep. At 20:00 hrs, he growled and opened his eyes, “Who the heck is calling?” He extended his hands, and picked up the call, on the other side of the call, he heard, “Sir, at 21:00 hours we have a party to attend. Please, eat something and get ready.”, and call ended. He jumped up, because he totally had forgotten about the event due to exhaustion. He got up, and called thefood desk of the hotel, for taking his order, and went to take a bath, after 5minutes he was in front of the mirror, getting ready for the business party, when his order came in, he thanked them, and after the hotel staffs left, he went to the attached balcony of his room, while taking a sip of his black coffee, called Imlie. Imlie picked up the call, and he said, “Hello Imlie, tum kaha ho? Tum kya kar rahi ho? Are you alright?” Imlie irritated because of the morning incident of bumping into him shouted back at him, “Hum tohar sirh ke upar hei. Hum ek party mein bomb phorne ka plan banat rahe hei, aur usme toka bhi phorenge. Hum bohot aache hei, itna aache hei ki tohar pith ma apna konhi marne ka maan karat hei. Chaiye.” Aryan who was listening to Imlie’s shouting, jumped up because at the same time, someone in the above floor also shouted in their own balcony. He removed his ears away from his phone. He just blinked his eyes numerous times, and tried to make his hearing normal. Shocking Aryan said, "What the heck? Who the hell can shout like Imlie at the top of their lungs. Why do I feel like I am getting double tortured?"

“Aryan you are really thinking that no one other than Imlie could shout their lungs out. Really? There are many people who can do that, but, though, the one who was shouting her lungs out on the balcony above you, was not anyone else. The person is Imlie. She is really above your head. She is staying at another President Suit of your hotel, that is just above your Suit. And the most interesting thing is that, she is attending the same party as the one you are attending. The people attending the party will already be in shock, when they meet her, but you my dear, will really be getting a big bomb if you see her today. And, for Gods sake, don’t you be in front of her, because she is erupting like volcano today, and because of you. If you are in front of her, God doesn’t even knows, how you will be back to Delhi without any broken bones.”, I said and laughed like hell. I raised my eyebrows, and thought, ‘What a Destiny both are born with?’

To Be Continued..........

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