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I LOVED IT SAHAR <3333
"SHUT UP! I don't want to talk to you! Tum yahaan kyun aye? WHY ARE YOU HERE. Go! Jao, tumhari Anaaaaaaaaa ke paas! I thought that YOU would at least understand me, but nahin! Tum to itne busy hogaye ke tum tumhari BASKET HO BHI bhool gaye! JAO" Huffed Ridhima all in one breath. She felt relieved for having bitched at him, but at the same time, she wasn't over with it.
"Tum to mujhe haar baar promise karte ho ke tum humesha mujhse pyar karte rahoge, aur phir YEIN? JAO!" When Ridhima finished, she turned around, and was walking away, but before Ridhima could get any further, Armaan yanked Ridhima by the hair, and pulled her back towards him.
"Basket, first of all, SHUT UP. Second of all, I love you. Forever, and always, and I can always promise you that much. I thank God everyday for giving me such a beautiful and amazing family, and I thank God for reuniting us everyday. Why do you think I don't love you, huh? Budhu, I love you, and I can promise you that much will never change. Now, stop your nautanki and let's go home."
Ridhima had had it. She huffed and puffed, and yanked Armaan's hand away.
"DON'T YOU DARE! This is about ME, not YOU and your wishes! WHY are you changing topics? Tum to SORRY bhi nahin keh rahe ho! Uper se MUJHE bashan suna rahe ho?! JAO, mein tumse nahin baat karti! Tch"
With that, Ridhima walked off, and sat on her favourite rock. But Armaan wasn't done. If he had to, he'd wait all night for her.
"Basket, fine. Suno to, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for paying more attention to Ana, and not you. I'm sorry I didn't have time to romance with you, or fix the kitchen cabinet. I'm sorry for giving Ana to Rukiya and making her take care of Ana -"
"WHAAAAAAAT? YOU GAVE MY MUNCHKIN TO RUKIYA? VOH.. VOH... SERIOUSLY ARMAAN? She has the HOTS for you, and you went over to her house and gave her MY DAUGHTER?!"
Ridhimma pushed past Armaan and walked away.
"ULLE KE PATHE! Kya samaj te ho apne aap ko!? Pehle se mujhe pareshan karte ho, aur phir tum meri beti ko koi ... koi... AJNABEE KE PAAS chor ate ho?! You budhu! That RUKIYAAAAAAAA has the hots for you! She has that dreamy look in her eyes every time she sees you!"
Armaan gulped. He couldn't believe how drastically Ridhima had changed topics. But not feeling the will power to alter the topic, and calm her down, he sat quietly beside her in the car, and let her drive off, promising himself in his head to come back for his bike later.
"Tum to mujhe haar baar promise karte ho ke tum humesha mujhse pyar karte rahoge, aur phir YEIN? JAO!" When Ridhima finished, she turned around, and was walking away, but before Ridhima could get any further, Armaan yanked Ridhima by the hair, and pulled her back towards him.
"Basket, first of all, SHUT UP. Second of all, I love you. Forever, and always, and I can always promise you that much. I thank God everyday for giving me such a beautiful and amazing family, and I thank God for reuniting us everyday. Why do you think I don't love you, huh? Budhu, I love you, and I can promise you that much will never change. Now, stop your nautanki and let's go home."
Ridhima had had it. She huffed and puffed, and yanked Armaan's hand away.
"DON'T YOU DARE! This is about ME, not YOU and your wishes! WHY are you changing topics? Tum to SORRY bhi nahin keh rahe ho! Uper se MUJHE bashan suna rahe ho?! JAO, mein tumse nahin baat karti! Tch"
With that, Ridhima walked off, and sat on her favourite rock. But Armaan wasn't done. If he had to, he'd wait all night for her.
"Basket, fine. Suno to, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for paying more attention to Ana, and not you. I'm sorry I didn't have time to romance with you, or fix the kitchen cabinet. I'm sorry for giving Ana to Rukiya and making her take care of Ana -"
"WHAAAAAAAT? YOU GAVE MY MUNCHKIN TO RUKIYA? VOH.. VOH... SERIOUSLY ARMAAN? She has the HOTS for you, and you went over to her house and gave her MY DAUGHTER?!"
Ridhimma pushed past Armaan and walked away.
"ULLE KE PATHE! Kya samaj te ho apne aap ko!? Pehle se mujhe pareshan karte ho, aur phir tum meri beti ko koi ... koi... AJNABEE KE PAAS chor ate ho?! You budhu! That RUKIYAAAAAAAA has the hots for you! She has that dreamy look in her eyes every time she sees you!"
Armaan gulped. He couldn't believe how drastically Ridhima had changed topics. But not feeling the will power to alter the topic, and calm her down, he sat quietly beside her in the car, and let her drive off, promising himself in his head to come back for his bike later.
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