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Kilkaariyaan
" I was you damn it! You killed papa and now you're happy...you're a free bird! "Anjali pushed her out of her room.With tears raining down her eyes, she flinched in a sharp pain..."Aah.."
"Riddhima...why isn't she picking up the call..."Armaan threw the mobile on the dashboard. She was unwell since morning and yet, she went to her father's baarvi ( 12th day of death) and that too, without informing him.
"Di...maine kya kiya...di..woh mere bhi papa..."But she was shook violently by Anjali.
"Tumhaare papa nahin they wo...tumhaare papa hote...toh tum unki marzi ke bagair shaadi na karti...apni shaadi ke ek din pehle Armaan ke saath ghar se na bhagti...tumhaare papa hote toh ek din unhe hospital dekhne zarur ....you are not his daughter...you were never....ab kabhie yahan kisi ko apni shakal bhi mat dikhana....just get out of this place...GET OUT!..."She was pushing Riddhima...
"Di...Di..nahin di..DI...I AM PREGNANT...DIIII...u are hurting me.."A harsh push, landed her on the stairs...
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaahh...!!" She clutched her stomach tight.But, her body was numb. Getting up, from the floor, she walked out of the gate.
The pain was nearly killing, but, her brain was dead to everything outside! She just walked on and on and on, without even letting a moan, despite the immense pain.
"RIDDHIMA???????" Armaan ran out of the car and rushed to her.Her eyes, did not meet his as she was lost in some other world.
"Riddhima..zara bhi khayaal hai tumhe...something could've happened to you...your BP was low, you could've fallen due to dizziness...paaglon ki tarah dhoondh raha tha main tumhe.....kuch ho...RIDDHIMA???"He saw her collapse, with a loud cry "PAPAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA...." and it was the end of their happiness.She had miscarried.
"Riddhima? Sona nahin hai aaj?" He kissed her head, as she looked lost.
"Huh?...Haan.."She wiped her tears, pulling herself out of a gallore of memories haunting her since last 5 years.She felt relaxed as he massaged her shoulders.
"Kya hua? kya soch rahi ho?"...He knew, there was something troubling her.
"I...I went to that Delhi wali Gyanc. and...Armaan...kuch nahin ho saktaa.."She was broken down.
"Hey...Baskett.."He engulfed her into a tight, protective hug as she sobbed into his chest for hours.He took a long breath and continued to caress her back, to mollify her.
"Riddhima...Ri..Ridd..its okay Riddhima....we don't need a baby right now.We shouldn't be worrying about things huh?...Its all in God's hand Riddhima...it will happen when it is destined to...Shona...bas.."He cupped her face.
"I ruined your life Armaan...I couldn't even give you a baby..I..I'm..."
"I don't need anything except you...tum ho toh sab kuch hai...I really don't need anything" He wiped the tears forming in her eyes...
"Aur pata hai...I feel younger this way...."He chukled, but she only smiled.
"Mujhe bas apni princess ki smile chahiye aur haan...ek aur cheez bhi toh chahiye....no baskett...you can't make my life so miserable...."Riddhima held his hand.
"Kya Armaan...?"
"My kissie..."She smiled, and kissed him on the forehead.
"I love you Armaan..."
"Not more than how much I love you..."He felt her silent sobs, as she wept in his embrace.
He knew, it was really difficult for her, to suppress her craving for a baby.But, he knew, she must. Negative pregnancy prognosis tests had become a part and parcel of their life but with every medical test, she was all the more broken. He felt miserable, seeing her suffer.He wanted to kiss the tears away, but, he didn't know how.
Days passed, with a certain emptiness in their lives.Armaan tried to hendle her, the best he could.He even bought a pup to keep her mind off the grief and desparation, but still, her heart ached.She tried to live life to the fullest, to hide her sorrow from him, but he did some sort of occlumency, and read her mind!
Anjali, had taken Shashank's position at Sanjivani and Armaan and Riddhima, tried to keep out of her way most of the time.Armaan, was a cardio surgeon, and enjoyed his work, but not more than Riddhima, for whom, being a Gynac. was a boon.When she brough lives into the world, she felt happy and proud.Everyday, she'd ecstatically, explain even the minutest detail of how the baby, she'd delivered today looked, but in her heart, she'd crave to hold her own baby, in her hands.
Things went smoothly, till one day, when a delivery, turned into a miscarriage.The case was very complicated and the baby died, before coming into the world.She was broken, completely shattered! Armaan knew, what she was feeling, but, her tears didn't dry up even after 2 days of the incident.
When she attended Sanjeevani after a 2 days gap, she was welcomed by Anjali's taunting comment..."Jiske khud ke bacche na hon woh doosron ke bacchon ki care karegi?...huh...rishtey uske liye sirf matlab se hote hain...pehle papa ko maara phir apne khud ke bacche ko..."
"Riddhima??How was your day at ...Riddhima??..."He was taken aback by her tight hug.
"I've completed the formalities for adopting a 3 year old baby....you won't stop me...na??"He hugged her tight, thinking for a moment.
"No...I won't...I'm with you..."He kissed her shoulder.
"Thankyou Armaan...I love..."Her voice cracked.She was broken and she wanted him badly at the moment.
As he hugged her tight, her hands moved at his back.He understood, she needed his touch at the moment..She needed him...
He wiped her tears and placed his lips on hers.They didn't kiss, but the lips touched and stayed like that for a few moments.Her sobs had subsided and she felt relieved.
Her hands caressed his chest, over the vest, he was wearing and he got the signal.
He passionately, kissed her neck, making her moan deeply.Her breath was heavy, as she pushed him closer...closer..
He sucked her neck, making his way down to her chest, as she closed her eyes, feeling his soothing touch...He cuddled her up, not going any furhter.
"I'm there for you always..."He caressed her hair, till she felt asleep in his arms.😳
"Ria?...beta...Mumma ko tang nahin karte..."Armaan loosened his tie, looking at the two of them...
"Ssshhh...chup...Mumma so li hai...chota baby thak gaya...bolo nai..."Riddhima couldn't stop smiling, as she felt little Ria, caress her stomach lovingly.
"Aww...mela plinshezz..."He picked her in arms, and sat with Riddhima, who was lying on the bed.😳
"Armaan?..."She said, as they came out of Ria's room, after making her sleep.
"Hmm..?"He looked at her..
"Hamare ghar mein phir kilkaariyaan goonjengi na...?"She rested her head on his chest, sitting down.
"Hmm...kaha tha na..miracles do happen...we saw the two most beautiful miracles of god..Ria and our baby..."He kissed her softly, and she closed her eyes, waiting to fall into a blisfull dream, where, she'll see her very own world, full of love!
" I was you damn it! You killed papa and now you're happy...you're a free bird! "Anjali pushed her out of her room.With tears raining down her eyes, she flinched in a sharp pain..."Aah.."
"Riddhima...why isn't she picking up the call..."Armaan threw the mobile on the dashboard. She was unwell since morning and yet, she went to her father's baarvi ( 12th day of death) and that too, without informing him.
"Di...maine kya kiya...di..woh mere bhi papa..."But she was shook violently by Anjali.
"Tumhaare papa nahin they wo...tumhaare papa hote...toh tum unki marzi ke bagair shaadi na karti...apni shaadi ke ek din pehle Armaan ke saath ghar se na bhagti...tumhaare papa hote toh ek din unhe hospital dekhne zarur ....you are not his daughter...you were never....ab kabhie yahan kisi ko apni shakal bhi mat dikhana....just get out of this place...GET OUT!..."She was pushing Riddhima...
"Di...Di..nahin di..DI...I AM PREGNANT...DIIII...u are hurting me.."A harsh push, landed her on the stairs...
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaahh...!!" She clutched her stomach tight.But, her body was numb. Getting up, from the floor, she walked out of the gate.
The pain was nearly killing, but, her brain was dead to everything outside! She just walked on and on and on, without even letting a moan, despite the immense pain.
"RIDDHIMA???????" Armaan ran out of the car and rushed to her.Her eyes, did not meet his as she was lost in some other world.
"Riddhima..zara bhi khayaal hai tumhe...something could've happened to you...your BP was low, you could've fallen due to dizziness...paaglon ki tarah dhoondh raha tha main tumhe.....kuch ho...RIDDHIMA???"He saw her collapse, with a loud cry "PAPAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA...." and it was the end of their happiness.She had miscarried.
"Riddhima? Sona nahin hai aaj?" He kissed her head, as she looked lost.
"Huh?...Haan.."She wiped her tears, pulling herself out of a gallore of memories haunting her since last 5 years.She felt relaxed as he massaged her shoulders.
"Kya hua? kya soch rahi ho?"...He knew, there was something troubling her.
"I...I went to that Delhi wali Gyanc. and...Armaan...kuch nahin ho saktaa.."She was broken down.
"Hey...Baskett.."He engulfed her into a tight, protective hug as she sobbed into his chest for hours.He took a long breath and continued to caress her back, to mollify her.
"Riddhima...Ri..Ridd..its okay Riddhima....we don't need a baby right now.We shouldn't be worrying about things huh?...Its all in God's hand Riddhima...it will happen when it is destined to...Shona...bas.."He cupped her face.
"I ruined your life Armaan...I couldn't even give you a baby..I..I'm..."
"I don't need anything except you...tum ho toh sab kuch hai...I really don't need anything" He wiped the tears forming in her eyes...
"Aur pata hai...I feel younger this way...."He chukled, but she only smiled.
"Mujhe bas apni princess ki smile chahiye aur haan...ek aur cheez bhi toh chahiye....no baskett...you can't make my life so miserable...."Riddhima held his hand.
"Kya Armaan...?"
"My kissie..."She smiled, and kissed him on the forehead.
"I love you Armaan..."
"Not more than how much I love you..."He felt her silent sobs, as she wept in his embrace.
He knew, it was really difficult for her, to suppress her craving for a baby.But, he knew, she must. Negative pregnancy prognosis tests had become a part and parcel of their life but with every medical test, she was all the more broken. He felt miserable, seeing her suffer.He wanted to kiss the tears away, but, he didn't know how.
Days passed, with a certain emptiness in their lives.Armaan tried to hendle her, the best he could.He even bought a pup to keep her mind off the grief and desparation, but still, her heart ached.She tried to live life to the fullest, to hide her sorrow from him, but he did some sort of occlumency, and read her mind!
Anjali, had taken Shashank's position at Sanjivani and Armaan and Riddhima, tried to keep out of her way most of the time.Armaan, was a cardio surgeon, and enjoyed his work, but not more than Riddhima, for whom, being a Gynac. was a boon.When she brough lives into the world, she felt happy and proud.Everyday, she'd ecstatically, explain even the minutest detail of how the baby, she'd delivered today looked, but in her heart, she'd crave to hold her own baby, in her hands.
Things went smoothly, till one day, when a delivery, turned into a miscarriage.The case was very complicated and the baby died, before coming into the world.She was broken, completely shattered! Armaan knew, what she was feeling, but, her tears didn't dry up even after 2 days of the incident.
When she attended Sanjeevani after a 2 days gap, she was welcomed by Anjali's taunting comment..."Jiske khud ke bacche na hon woh doosron ke bacchon ki care karegi?...huh...rishtey uske liye sirf matlab se hote hain...pehle papa ko maara phir apne khud ke bacche ko..."
"Riddhima??How was your day at ...Riddhima??..."He was taken aback by her tight hug.
"I've completed the formalities for adopting a 3 year old baby....you won't stop me...na??"He hugged her tight, thinking for a moment.
"No...I won't...I'm with you..."He kissed her shoulder.
"Thankyou Armaan...I love..."Her voice cracked.She was broken and she wanted him badly at the moment.
As he hugged her tight, her hands moved at his back.He understood, she needed his touch at the moment..She needed him...
He wiped her tears and placed his lips on hers.They didn't kiss, but the lips touched and stayed like that for a few moments.Her sobs had subsided and she felt relieved.
Her hands caressed his chest, over the vest, he was wearing and he got the signal.
He passionately, kissed her neck, making her moan deeply.Her breath was heavy, as she pushed him closer...closer..
He sucked her neck, making his way down to her chest, as she closed her eyes, feeling his soothing touch...He cuddled her up, not going any furhter.
"I'm there for you always..."He caressed her hair, till she felt asleep in his arms.😳
"Ria?...beta...Mumma ko tang nahin karte..."Armaan loosened his tie, looking at the two of them...
"Ssshhh...chup...Mumma so li hai...chota baby thak gaya...bolo nai..."Riddhima couldn't stop smiling, as she felt little Ria, caress her stomach lovingly.
"Aww...mela plinshezz..."He picked her in arms, and sat with Riddhima, who was lying on the bed.😳
"Armaan?..."She said, as they came out of Ria's room, after making her sleep.
"Hmm..?"He looked at her..
"Hamare ghar mein phir kilkaariyaan goonjengi na...?"She rested her head on his chest, sitting down.
"Hmm...kaha tha na..miracles do happen...we saw the two most beautiful miracles of god..Ria and our baby..."He kissed her softly, and she closed her eyes, waiting to fall into a blisfull dream, where, she'll see her very own world, full of love!
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