Part 21
Sam sat in his empty room and looked at the surroundings. Everything was a mess. As soon as his friends left he took out his frustrations on the vase, glasses and other decorations around.
"I don't need them" he convinced himself, again and again.
Just then, the door broke open and Dutta glared at him angrily. He barged in and shoved him up against the wall violently. "Dutta" Sam shouted, trying to push him away.
"How dare you touch my sister?" Dutta hissed, holding Sam's chin firmly.
"Let go of me" Sam said angrily and pushed Dutta back. Baaji ran into the room and looked at sam disgustingly.
"Get out my room" Sam said as Karan also came with the girls behind him. Dutta ignored him and stepped towards him and raised his right fist to his face. When Sam lifted both of his hands to defend his face from the blow, Dutta drove his left fist into the boy's belly. Pulling him up by his hair, Dutta punched him in the face and let him fall back down on the floor with a thud. It was harder than he expected. Sam bent forward, his face twisted in agony, both hands going to his midriff; whereupon Dutta hit him full in the face with his right fist, catching him high on the cheekbone. Baaji came forward as Sam's hands fell to his sides and he staggered, dazed, his face was covered in blood, his eyes closing then he bent backwards, lying down in pain. Baaji started kicking him. "Don't you dare fall unconscious. Say sorry to my sister" he yelled and pulled him by his hands and dropped him infront of kritika's feet. "Maafi maang" Karan ordered and placed his foot on Sam's back.
Sam looked up "S..So..Sorry" he said painfully.
Kritika crouched down infront of him "You thought I was those kind of girls who wouldn't dare tell anyone about what you've done to me? Well Kritika is different, Unique" she smirked.
"You see those permanent scars on your face?" she pressed her finger on his wounds "These will remind you how to treat a girl. Everytime you look at yourself, you will think twice before playing with a girl's dignity!"
"Isse to main..." Dutta moved forward to hit him but Baaji held him. "Leave it bhau" Kritika said and stood up.
"24 hours, Im giving you 24 hours to go away. Tomorrow, I don't want to see you here!" Dutta ordered and walked off angrily.Giving Sam a dirty look, everyone followed him.
Sam tried to get up and stumbled to the messy bed. He dropped down and winced in pain. "Ahhh" he held his stomach and let out a big groan.
"Dutta" Nakku called him and put a hand on his shoulder.
"Nakku, that son-of-a-b*tch...." he hissed angrily
"Bhau" Kritika ran and hugged him.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry I wasn't there" Dutta caressed her head and consolled her.
"It's not your fault. Thank god Karan came on time" she looked back at Karan who stood there, looking at his feet.
"Karan..." Dutta let go of Kritika and walked to karan "Itna bhara ehsaan kardiya tumne mujhe par. I don't know how to thank you.."
"Eyy Dutta, Dosti mein no thank you ok?" Karan smiled and hugged him. Dutta smiled and hugged his friend tightly. Karan looked at kritika and gave her an assuring smile. She smiled back thankfully as Dutta and Karan broke apart.
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1 Week Later. The Last Night in Bangkok
Dutta sat on his bed sulking while Nakku was packing his bag. After several attempt, Dutta gave up and Nakku took over.
"So are we going directly from the airport?" Nakku asked, casually.
"Hmm"
"Who's picking us up?"
"My car is already at the airport" he answered.
"What? How did it get there?"
"Special VIP parking areas" he said "AS sent some drivers to the hostel to get our cars" he added.
"Hmm, alright I'm done with your packing" she closed his suitcase.
Dutta stood up "Thanks" he smiled and hugged her.
"Hmm.. tell me something, do you have it?" she broke apart and looked at him.
"What?" he looked at her, confused.
"The pills?" She asked, glaring at him.
"Oh yes, I put it in your handbag" He pointed towards her bag.
"Should I continue taking it?"
"Well I don't mind becoming a dad, but it's entirely up to you" he winked and smiled naughtily
"Chal hath" she punched him playfully and pulled him down for a kiss.
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Baaji sat on the bed as Sana showed him different attires she bought for the wedding. Feeling bored, he quietly put his headphones in and listened to his music and looked at Sana as she went on and on about her shopping trip.
"Tum jaante ho I bought 3 sarees, I didn't know you could get nice sarees here" she started.
"Hmmm" he smiled and pretended he was deeply interested.
"Then I bought matching shoes" she beamed and put the shoe boxes in her suitcase.
"Hmmhmm" he kept his eyes on her.
"I even bought something for your sister" she said and took out a nicely wrapped gift "You want to know what it is?" she asked.
"Hmmm"
"Well I won't tell you, It's a surpise" she smiled cheekily and put it in her suitcase.
"Hmmm"
"Hmm? What Hmm?" she frowned "gunga ho gaye ho kya? Can't you talk properly?"
"Hmm" he smirked.
Her blood started to boil, she suddenly got up and walked over to him but then saw the headphone and his ipod. "Baaaji" she yelled and pulled it out of his ears.
He stood up quickly and looked down. "You were listening to music when I was talking to you?" she shouted, pointing a dangerous finger at him.
"Er.. Uh.. Jaan.. No.. I mean yes, I mean..."
"SHUT UP" she held his collar.
"I...hmm" his voice trailed off as she placed her lips on top of his. She chuckled as she kissed him violently. "I'm sorry but I need to punish you" she said against his lips.
"O.. kay" he managed to say as he turned her around and pinned her against the wall.
He pulled back and looked at her sadly "Bhau is so lucky" he pouted and sat on the bed.
"Why?" she asked, confused.
"Well, He's sharing his room with Nakku.. Oops I mean Vayhini" he complained.
"They are engaged, let them" she caressed his face.
"We can get engaged now if you want, I will make you wear my ring" he beamed and showed her his ring.
Sana laughed "You're crazy. Chal pack your bags, we're leaving quite early tomorrow morning"
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Kritika sat on the bed staring at the dress in her hand. She smiled and remembered she wore that dress the day they kissed. "Karan" A smiled placed on her lips while she admired it. A little knock on the door spoiled the little world she was in. She got up with a sigh and opened the door to see Karan standing there.
"Karan...?" She stared at him, shocked "You? Here? Come in.." she smiled and went in as he followed her and closed the door.
"Er.. Hi" He said, almost whispering.
"Hi.. Sit down" she picked up the clothes from the bed and shoved them into her suitcase.
He smiled and sat down "Erm... actually I wanted to tell you something" he started, looking nervous.
"Yeah go ahead" she sat down next to him.
"Er.. look.. I mean this... Well..."
"Just say it for gods sake" she said irritatedly
He closed his eyes "Forget that kiss, forget everything, We can't be together" He said quickly and stood up with his back turned to her.
"What? ... I mean.. Why? How can you tell me to just forget everything?" she stood up and turned him around.
Pushing her hand away, he turned his back to her again "Look, me, Dutta and Baaji are like brothers. If We don't work out then... Look, I can't risk loosing them. They mean a lot to me" without taking a glance at her, he walked out and banged the door close behind him.
Kritika stood there for a few minutes like a statue. She was supposed to be angry, atleast that's what she thought but another emotion took over her. She felt as if someone just stabbed her right in the heart. He stabbed her in the heart. As she let go of herself, her knees felt weak. She sunk onto the floor sobbing.
"He.... He.. can't do this to me... How...What?" she pulled her knees to her chest and cried her heart out.
Karan ran to his room and then to his attached bathroom. As he turned to the mirror, he hated to see himself. He knew what he did was not right but he didn't have any other choice. He opened the tap with a shaking hand and splashed the cold water on his face. However much water he splashed, the pain didn't ease. Actually it increased to such a level that he dropped down on his knees and pulled his hair.
"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry" He cried aloud. Wishing she could hear him, understand him "I love you, I really do" he confessed, as if she was there.
"I hate you, I really hate you karan" Kritika sobbed and turned to see the dress she was holding a few minutes ago, with a smile.
"I will burn all your memories" she got up and picked up the dress. Looking around the room, she found a box of matches which she used to light candles.
Throwing the dress on the floor, she fumbled with the match box and threw the fire on the dress. She sank down on the floor watching it burn. "Why should I cry? Am not meant to cry. Kritika Patil doesnt cry for anyone" she convinced herself and wiped her tears.
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Dutta admired his fiance lovingly while she slept. It was the last night they would be sharing one room. From the next day, they would be in Patil Niwas and there were rules in that house. His strict father, caring mum, loving sisters and the servants who looked after him since he was a kid. He smiled as he thought how Govind, his dad's loyal servant would buy chocolates for him everytime he went market. He missed home, missed his mother's paratha, his dad's scoldings and his sisters non stop talking but then he had the most precious thing in his arm. His Nakku. He beamed and looked at her swollen lips and placed a light feather kiss on them. He didn't want to wake her up cause she looked like an angel. His angel. Turning off the light with one hand, he pulled her closer with the other.
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First Day at Patil Niwas.
Dutta Introduce Everyone to his family.
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