AR OS and drabble gallery: New SS-THE CURSE : PART 2 UPDATED-PMs LATER - Page 37

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Riddhima lyed calmly in his arms; her eyes closed feeling his warm embrace... and the feel of his fingers as they caressed making patterns along her arm was inexpressible. She felt some sunlight peeping through the curtains disturbing her; setting a frown over her forehead but she tried to ignore it. But the frown only turned deeper as the light grew bright and soon his touch was lost! But a smile reappeared on her face soon; as she felt something obstructing the sunlight from reaching her eyes so as to not disturb her. She gently opened her eyes and as expected he placed his hand shielding her from the harsh sun and she turned to look up at him. Armaan smiled deep as he could see her glowing like never before; he could read relief all over her face. Riddhima gracefully ran her hand along his cheek and gently caressed his skin like he was some precious piece of work who could be barely touched and felt. Their eyes all red from lack of sleep and storage of their unsaid emotions; but weren't tired much. They sparkled with shine of love. She wasn't saying anything; but he could read a thousand emotions running through her eyes as she kept staring into his eyes deeply
"Armaan..."

"Hmm?"

"All of this... is real right? Ye sab sach hai na? When I open my eyes later; I'll still find you here right? This is going to st..."

"Shh..." He shushed her placing his finger over her lips and kissed the fresh tears that had just made their way down her eyelids; she smiled lightly as his hand caressed her forehead while the other got back to tracing her arm; she was simply loving it.
"Basket all of this is very much real and I am going to be here forever. Tum jab bhi mujhe pukarogi; I'll be there for you... right next to you! Hmm?"

"Hmm..."
Placing a lingering kiss over her forehead he pulled her in his warm embrace nuzzling her hair as he knew very well how she loved it.
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-One week later-

"Bas do minute yaha ruko main abhi aata hu ok?"
He requested sweetly as they stood outside Sanjeevani and zoomed in to collect some papers that he forgot in his locker. Riddhima shook her head remembering the past hour and turned around with puffed cheeks. She was not on talking terms with him. They were to be on their way to honeymoon in 2 hours and so had decided to meet up all their friends at Sanjeevani before leaving. The entire gang had teased her which was quite expected; but all throughout as he had joined in with them he was not to be forgiven for sure. Here she was already red with embarrasement and he was just adding on to her misery. She had taken him left and right as their friends dispersed for their duties but it seemed as though Armaan had by now turned immune to her scoldings!

"Aane do ise... samjhta kya hai khudko. Baaki sabke saath ye bhi shuru ho gaya. Kuch samjhta hi nahi, sab kya soch rahe honge? Aur mujhe akela chod diya sabke saamne; ulta sabke saath meri hi kheechayi kar raha tha... Armaan ko toh ma----"

"Arey Dr.Riddhimaji..."
Riddhima turned as someone called her out. She smiled as she saw Mrs. Virani, her patient who was discharged a few weeks ago. But Mrs.Virani's next words wiped off her smile even before she could greet her back;
"Kaisi hai aap Dr.Modi... aur aapke pati kaise hai."

Riddhima stoned as she received a brunt. She realized it was then; that the two of them (Riddhima-Siddhant) who had handled her case and she was very much married to him! In a spur of moment realization struck her; that however she might try; that phase of her life could be erased, torn apart, but would always leave behind some pieces, some stains that could never be forgotten! Mrs. Virani tapped her shoulder as she went mum;
"Kya hua beta sab theek hai na?"

Riddhima recovered from her words and thoughts and finally thought of replying;
"Jee? Jee... main theek hu? Aap kaisi hai ab? Aur aapke reports vegera sab normal hai na?"

"Haan beta. Ab aap jaise pyaare doctors ne itne pyaar se mera ilaaj kiya that oh mujhe theek hona hi tha. Chalo ab main chalti hu; mujhe Dr.Keerti ko apni reports dikhani hai."
The lady waved and got going not realizing that she had just opened up a healed wound of hers; leaving her with another scar.

Riddhima felt so uneasy to be still unknowingly addressed as Siddhant's wife. She knew that it was just Mrs.Virani's lack of knowing of their life but still it hurt deep. Now that she was out of it; sh only wanted to be addressed as his; Mrs.Armaan Mallik. And it stung to be still alive as Mrs.Modi for some! Though they might not cross her path ever agan in her life; but the fact that they would still take her presence as someone's else's wife bothered her to no ends.

Unaware of the storm that had just arisen in her, Armaan came back and saw her face pale white as ghost. He snapped his fingers in front of her and she startled out of her thoughts.
"Aise kyu khadi ho jaise koi bhoot dekh liya? Are you alright?"

Riddhima just kept staring at him; no words leaving her mouth. But his mere presence helped her calm her nerves. Armaan mistook her silence as her anger as she was upset with him already so he simply pushed the papers in her bag and mounted onto the bike. He set the key but she still stoof rooted to her place;
"Basket I know tum ghussa ho par ab baith bhi jao varna hum late ho jaayenge ghar pochne mein aur fir baad mein flight pakadne mein bhi! Now I am sure you don't want that to happen right?"

Riddhima still did not reply but quietly settled behind him sitting one sided as she was in her suit. Armaan had by now gauged that she wasn't just upset for his teasings, but he could read the pain in her eyes. As she settled behind; like every other time she need not be told to hold onto him; she obliged though with a lost look is what he could see. With zero exchange of words he just observed her through the rear view mirror and thought of talking to her once that they were home.
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Feeling weirdly guilty and uneasy after that mini 5 seconds encounter; she couldn't help but hold onto him tight to gain back the secureness. Armaan clearly sensed her hold on him but he decided to stay mum. But as they stopped by the signal; he was surprised when suddenly let her head down on his back shoulder and hugged him completely. That was so unlike her! Armaan stiffened for a minute as they were in the middle of the road; gaining immediate attention of many others who were around. She was definitely an anti-PDA types so he was stumped by her obliviousnedss to the surrounding. Another minute as he was trying to take in her behaviour; he sensed her sigh deep before hugging him even closer and just like that he knew she needed him. Turning blind eye to everything around he caressed her palm that rested against his chest giving her the much needed assurance for some reason that he himself did not know; but he was there for her. All through out the ride she tried to take in his presence close by her and he obviously did not wish to interrupt her.
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As they reached home she busied herself with the last minute chores as they had to leave in a n hour. After silently observing her for a while he caught her as she tried too find something in the dresser. Riddhima knew he would catch her soon; she could never hide away from him for long but she made an attempt which she miseraly failed at once again.
Riddhima looked up at him through the mirror as he hugged her from behind and delicately pulled the box out of her hands that she has just managed to find.
"What's happening Basket? You think you can get away with it without me knowing?"

Just in that moment; meeting his gaze; reading those eons of love and concern; the walls of insecurity died. She had nothing to worry about anymore. She had him; other people, their thoughts, beliefs and the half truth of her life they knew didn't even matter. She was already his was the fact; whether people knew it or not believed it or not... who cared?

An evident smile suddenly lit up on her face erasing the crease off her forehead naturally setting up on his! A minute back her face looked so out of colour; and now that he held her to question her; her face was full of redness and the same glow that was missing. Her next words confirmed his thoughts that she was not in her senses;
"Armaan... please say that you love me!"

"Huh?"

Something was very fishy. There were days when he had actually begged to hear those words from her; and today she... THE RIDDHIMA aka BASKET GUPTA was requesting him to confess his love? This was definitely some dream. This couldn't be real!
"Basket I am not really sure if you are okay! Do you want to rest for a while I mean--"

Riddhima smacked his arm still looking at him through the mirror but once again made the same request; this time her tome more soft and calm.
"Please Armaan..."

He did not know what got into her; but if his words were going to make her feel any better he was ok with anything and the confession was something he could keep chanting 24*7. Staring back deep in her eyes he whispered gently over her earlobe;
"Of course... I love you Basket... I love you!"

Involuntarily she turned around and whispered softly before hiding into his soulful embrace;
"I love you Armaan"
He knew it wasn't just a statement of affection; but right now she meant it... rigt from her heart!

Some storm had silently passed away trying to take her into it's whirl; but it looked as if his words had just worked as a support holding onto which she had managed to come out of it. She perfectly fit into his arms as he caressed her head letting her find the solace she had been searching for since a while. Riddhima placed a tiny kiss over his heart making him smile ear to ear. What so ever that bothered her a minute ago was maybe not worth the discussion as she seemed to let it go so even he did not feel the need to unleash any unwanted topic. He softly nuzzled her neck and caressed her skin with his lips till he was sure she was out of all other thoughts but his! Busy in his own task he unknowingly bit her over her hickie making her pull away and the long forgotten fight was remembered as he smirked. Riddhima smacked his arm making him wince and stepped away;
"Tum sach mein besharam ho na Armaan. Ye kya keh rahe the sabke saamne?"

"Main kaha kuch keh raha tha; vo toh vo sab hi..."

"Haan aur tum bhi unke saath ho gaye. Do you realize how embarrassing it was! Muski aur Nikki kitna ched rahe the mujhe baad mein."
She turned around with a prominent pout settled over her lips. Armaan hugged her once again from behind as she was finally back to her ownself;
"Ohh you have no clue how I enjoyed it Basket!"
His words only rewarded him with another glare but he chuckled placing a quick peck on her head;
"Ok sorry na Basket; par it's so much fun to see you all read. Mujhe bohot acha lagta hai jab sab tumhe aise mere naam se chedte hai; it makes you all the more mine. And however u might pretend I know you equally love it!"
She gasped as he placed a lingering kiss on her nape finishing his words and she turned scarlet red. His words weren't a lie after all and the immediate colour that splashed over her face left her with no where to hide or pretend so she simply quit.
"Armaan tum na... bohot bure ho. Jao mujhe koi baat nahi karni tumse."

She still tried faking anger to get away but he was too smart for her so he kept her locked in his arms.
"Nahi itna bura bhi nahi hu; since I know kit um sach main bohot tired ho toh... I promise ki main flight mein tumhe bilkul tang nahi karunga. You can catch on your lost sleep... ok?"
Though he genuinely meant it; but the words coming from him were in itself enough to raise her blush.

"Armaaan!!"
He giggled at her as she yawned setting herself into another embarrassing situation.

"Ab dekho saari galti meri ya humare gang ki bhi nahi hai. You don't have any control over you what can I do then?"

Riddhima frowned at him confused making him roll his tongue to stifle his laugh. The meaning of his words were definitely going to trigger her so he let his hold lose all set to run before explaining things;
"Haan ab dekho I was awake with you all the while as well na; par main kaha yawn karke logon ko proof de raha hu. It was you who was yawning all the while toh sab chidhayenge hi na!"

And call it a co-incidence she proved his point by giving out another yawn but as she registered his words she turned on her heels and he ran for his dear life and it's no Einstein theory to guess that it was only another romance session that must have followed getting them late for the flight!

Being in love doesn't mean your life is a cake walk; but when you have that love in your life you get a hope that some day your life will turn into a cake walk as he/she will be by your side...always. And then nothing else matters; neither the past brunts; nor the fresh scars that life gives. Cause love gives you the strength and will "To Be... happy!!"

--THE END--

Thank you all the lovely readers for all the love throughout. I just needed to inform you all; the SS was as much close to my heart as it was to you all since it was a continuation version of DMG. I am glad you all liked it and showed all your support and love. SO this is it; the end of the SS. Hope you all enjoyed it :)