PART-13
Armaan smiled wide and kissed her forehead as he finished the song. Riddhima smiled at him and kissed his cheeks lingering her lips there for a minute, hugging him by his neck. Tears escaped her eyes and rolled down her cheeks touching her lips. He parted her feeling her tears on his cheek and wiped them with his thumb. "All these years i craved to listen to you singing armaan. Mujhe laga ki I will never be able to listen to you again. Main..I love you armaan. I love you sooo much" she said crying in his arms. "Ssshhh..don't cry basket. Now you can listen to me whenever you want, all our life" he said caressing her back. She nodded smiling wide. "Ek baat poochun armaan?" "haan" "When you said you h..ha.hate me, I saw hatred and anger in your eyes which I never saw in them. Whom were you thinking about when you said that? Who is it you hate so much?" she asked him. Somewhere she knows what his answer will be. But she had a doubt if she is right or wrong. "Me. The hatred and anger which you saw in my eyes was for me basket. I died thousand deaths when i said that word to you. I hated me so much ki I wanted to kill myself" "Aisa mat kaho armaan" "Nahi basket. I hurted you. I broke you. I made you cry. I made my basket cry" he said crying, his pain and guilt reflecting in his voice. "Please don't cry armaan. I hate these tears in your eyes. You did it because you thought what you were doing was right for me. Stop crying and feeling guilty" she said and wiped his tears. He hugged her burying his face in her neck.
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Armaan slowly opened his eyes when he felt riddhima moving in his lap. He saw her frowning in her sleep because the uncomfortable position in which she was sleeping. He smiled and kissed her forehead. Slowly he got up from the couch, with her in his arms. Without disturbing her sleep, he softly laid her on the bed and covered her with the duvet. He kissed her eyes making her smile in her sleep.
Armaan closed the balcony door as the wind was blowing harshly. The room became darker as the curtains were already closed. He walked back to the bed and switched on bedside lamp. He laid on her right side balancing with his elbow and stared at his basket with moist eyes. She was sleeping peacefully. Her face was calm and her breathing even. She frowned as if missing his warmth. He kissed her forehead. She smiled in her sleep and snuggled closer to him. He kept on staring at her with moist eyes. "I love you basket" he whispered kissing her cheek and encircled his arm around her. He shivered and felt her shivering too in her sleep, responding to their closeness. "Good night basket" he whispered smilingly and slept.
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Riddhima opened her eyes feeling something warm on her waist and looked around the room. She was confused for a few seconds where she was. Then she realized she was sleeping in his room, in his bed and in his arms. Her cheeks turned crimson. She trembled because of their closeness. Feeling his hot palm on her waist, she touched his forehead and neck. He was burning with fever. She got very worried and tried to get out of his hold. But armaan was hugging her from her waist tightly in a death grip. She tried again, but stopped seeing him frowning and stirring slightly. She didn't want to disturb his sleep. She tried again slowly. Armaan stirred with her movements. He couldn't open his eyes as it was burning. Riddhima looked at him and frowned. She said lovingly, "Don't open your eyes. I will come back now. Leave me for few minutes" "No basket. I won't leave you" he mumbled painfully. "I am here armaan. I am not going anywhere. You drenched in rain and was crying in the night na. All that is showing its effect on your body as fever. I will come back in a few minutes" she whispered to him and kissed his eyes and forehead. "Don't leave me basket" he whispered holding her more tightly. A tear rolled off his closed eyes. Riddhima felt a pang in her heart. She kissed his warm cheek and sucked his tear. Armaan opened his eyes with difficulty and looked at her. "I will not leave you armaan. Not in this life and not in our coming lives. We will always be together. Always" she whispered looking in his blue eyes with all the love she has for him and determination. His eyes reflected the same to her. He smiled and pulled her head down and kissed her forehead and eyes. "I will come back in a few minutes" she said and he loosened his grip. Coming out of the bed, she covered him with the comforter properly and kissed his forehead.
Reaching downstairs, she cried silently and let the tears flow out of her eyes. His voice was so very painful and insecure when he whispered "don't leave me basket". She has that fear and insecurity too. Of course, how can't it be? They were separated for Five Long Heart Wrenching Years. Only their love and each other's presence can erase that fear and insecurity in their heart. "I hate you Padma Gupta. I will never forgive you for this. I won't leave you for this" she mumbled angrily. Riddhima dialled the doctor's number from the home phone, but it was unreachable. The clock struck 10 in the morning. Rain was pouring down heavily.
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Riddhima went back to his room upstairs and saw him sleeping. Slowly she kept the tray which had a bowl of cold water, in the bedside table. Along with it, she kept the home cordless phone. She went to her room and took some soft white clothes, thermometer and meds from there and went back to his room. She sat beside him on the bed and checked his temperature. It was high. Worried, she dialled the doctor's number which was still unreachable. "These Stupid networks, it is so weak that its affected with these storm and rain" she mumbled angrily and saw him shivering. She covered him another blanket. Wetting the cloth in the cold water, she squeezed the excess water and kept it on his forehead softly. He was breathing heavily. Armaan shivered more in his sleep as the cool cloth touched his skin. She wet the cloth again when it became warm because of his body heat and kept it in his forehead again. Riddhima did the same for some more times. She sat beside staring at him not knowing how the time passed.
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Armaan opened his eyes slowly and looked at her smiling at him. He smiled at her. She checked his temperature and sighed in relief seeing it has come down. "How are you feeling now?" she asked him. "Never better" he said and held her hand kissing her palm. She shuddered and lowered her eyelids feeling his warm lips on her skin. "Armaan" she whispered trembling as he kept on placing kisses till her elbow. "Good morning basket" he said looking into her green eyes smiling with his dimples showing. "Goo..good afte..aftern..afternoon armaan" she whispered shyly not looking at him. "What is the time?" he asked her smiling seeing her flushed cheeks. "1 O' cl..clo..clock" she said not looking at him. He pulled her to him, making her bang on his chest and their faces were inches away from each other. He kissed her forehead and cheeks. She hid her face in her palms blushing.
After a few minutes, riddhima slowly removed her palm from her face and tried to get out of the bed. She was too shy to look at him after all the intimate moments and kisses they shared. Armaan grinned looking at her and got out of the bed. His body ached. He caught her wrist and pulled to her to him banging her on his chest, when she was walking towards the balcony door. "Armaan chodo" she said shyly looking down. "I love you basket" he kissed her fingers and mumbled. She looked up at him and whispered back "I love you too armaan" making his dimples deepen. "I am hungry basket" he said cutely. Riddhima smiled and said, "Aww..my baby is hungry. Wait for sometime. I will cook for you" she said pulling his cheeks. He nodded smiling and said "I am stinking. I will take a shower till you cook" "But armaan, your temperature has just come down. You.." "Please basket. My body is sticky because of all the sweat" he said pouting like a kid. She thought for a minute and said "Okay. But take a real quick shower in hot water and were something warm. It's very cold" she said and he nodded. "Okay basket. You take shower in hot water too" he said lovingly and pecked her nose. She nodded shyly and went out.
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Riddhima went to her room and took a shower in hot water as armaan told her and went back to armaan's house opening the door with the spare key. She didn't care to dry her hair properly. All she cared about was him. Armaan came down the same time and smiled seeing their clothes colour same. He wore white tracks and full sleeves blue t-shirt. He looked at her mesmerized. There wasn't any makeup in her face, just her natural beauty. She was dressed in a white skirt and blue top. She was beautiful, with that smile on her lips which reached her eyes making it sparkle. He frowned seeing her hair dripping wet. His intense gaze was making her blush and shiver. They went to the small temple in the house and prayed together and thanked god for bringing them together again, after everything that happened. After praying, she went to the kitchen and he went back to his room. In a few seconds, she felt his presence and turned back to look at him standing with a towel in his hand. He dragged her out of there. She shivered feeling his warm hand on her skin. "Stand straight" he said glaring at her and went behind her. He dried her hair with the towel. She smiled shyly. After he finished, he turned her to face him and said "What is this? Why did you leave your hair wet. Can't you dry it? You don't take care of you at all" he said angrily and worried. "Tum ho na mere khayaal rakhne ke liye" she said lovingly looking into his eyes. "Haan basket. I will take care of you all our life" he said smiling wide and kissed her forehead. "I will make soup for you. You got to your room and take rest" "No, I am coming with you. I don't want to sit there alone", he said and she nodded understandingly. Both went to the kitchen.
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Armaan sat on the kitchen counter. His eyes followed her as she prepared soup for him. She blushed deep red feeling his intense gaze on her. They both were smiling silently. Their silence was speaking volumes. After five long years, they felt so peaceful. His eyes didn't leave her at all. She looked everywhere but not him. He was smiling to full depth of his dimples seeing her blushing so much and said "Oye Hoyye" making her blush even more. She smiled hearing him. She so missed hearing these two words from him.
Riddhima poured the soup in a small bowl and gave it to him. He shook his head in no and opened his mouth gesturing her to feed him. She shook her head at his kiddish antics and fed him the soup. He fed back to her. They finished the soup like that, without speaking anything, as their eyes did all the talking. "Chalo, now go out. I will prepare khichdi for you" she said giving him medicine. "I don't want khichdi basket. Give me something else" he whined. "Armaan tumhe fever hai. I won't give you anything else today" she said strictly. He went out in defeat, knowing how strict she is when it comes to his health. She smiled and started preparing the khichdi.
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After sometime, armaan went to the kitchen. She felt his presence and looked at him. He opened the fridge and took out a water bottle. Riddhima snatched the water bottle from him and said "Don't drink cold water" "but I want cold water basket" "Armaan, don't be a kid. Here, drink this" she said giving a glass of warm water to him. He looked at her with a pout. She smiled looking at him. She knew his tricks and is not going to fall for it. After all, it's his health matters the most. "I know your antics armaan. I am not going to fall for it. Drink this warm water" she said sternly. Armaan took the glass from her and drank the water making a weird face. She chuckled looking at him. "You want to eat now armaan?" "No basket. I just had soup na. I will eat after sometime" he said and she nodded. After checking the whole kitchen to see if everything in its place and is clean, she went back to his room. The rain had not stopped and was continuing to pour down heavily.
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Armaan sat on his bed and turned on the tv with remote. He sat watching news, in which it was said, the storm is moving slowly towards the city and will be crossing the shore in the night. He felt her presence and turned off the tv. "Come here basket" he called her to him and she sat on the bed, a little away from him not looking at him. He held her hand and made her look into his eyes lifting her chin. "You are not angry at me basket?" he asked her in a low voice. She understood what he was asking and said, "No armaan. I was angry on you before. After knowing why you did what you did, how can I be angry on you? But haan, I want you to be clear on what I am going to say. Listen to me carefully" she said and moved closer to him holding his face in her palms.
"I told you this five years before and I am telling you now. We both are equal in our relationship armaan. Please understand that. It is not about only me always. I know my happiness and well-being matters to you the most. But that doesn't mean you ignore yours. Your happiness and well-being matters to me as much as mine matters to you. Hereafter, there isn't anything which is yours and mine between us. Whatever it is, happiness, sadness, love, everything is OURS. So please, keep that in your mind and think about what I said, before doing anything. Hmm?" she said meaningfully, looking into his eyes. "hmm" he mumbled nodding not knowing what else to say and smiled with teary eyes. "I love you armaan" she whispered kissing forehead and his eyes not letting the tear fall. Smiling, he kissed forehead and cheek and whispered back to her "I love you too basket" making her smile wide. He hugged her and she hugged him back keeping her head on his chest.
After few minutes, "Leave me for a second armaan" "Why?" "I will say armaan. Leave me for a couple of seconds" she said and he left her confused. She pulled him up making him stand and sat on the bed folding her legs. "Ab aao" she said and he grinned. "Wait" he said and took a pillow and gesturing her to move forward, he kept it between her back and the bed post. "Now your back wont ache. Move back and sit leaning on the pillow" he said lovingly and she smiled. He laid on the bed keeping his head on her lap. Taking her right hand, he kissed her palm. Blushing, she massaged his scalp with her soft fingers with her other hand. In a couple of minutes, he drifted to sleep smiling and entwining their fingers, keeping it in his heart's place.
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After an hour, he woke up and they smiled at each other. "You didn't sleep? he asked her sitting up. She shook her head in no and got out of his hold blushing and went down. Armaan smiled and went to the washroom. Going down, he went to the kitchen knowing she will be there. He saw her doing something and sat on the counter. She smiled at him and gave a plate filled with khichdi to him. He kept it aside and pulled her by her arm, locking her between his legs. She shivered feeling his touch on her skin. Armaan lifted her chin making her look into his eyes. He softly tucked her hair behind her ear and nuzzled his nose with hers making her tremble. They looked into each other's eyes and were lost in them, were they found immense love, happiness and contentment. "You are Beautiful basket" armaan said caressing her cheek with his thumb making her close her eyes. Their faces were very close to each other that they could feel each other's breath. She opened her eyes and saw armaan looking at her luscious lips. He caressed her lower lip with his thumb. She clutched his arms tightly, trembling. She felt his warm breath on her lips and closed her eyes blushing. She moved closer to him anticipating his lips on hers. He softly pressed his lips on hers and felt her shuddering in his hold. He slowly moved his lips on hers nibbling and sucking it. She responded to him doing the same. Her hands went around his neck and fisted his hair. Armaan pulled her closer and caressed her waist above her top. He bit her lip making her gasp and entered her mouth. His one hand was on her neck and other hand roamed on her back. Her one hand was massaging his scalp and other was around his neck. They kissed with equal love and fervour. Armaan felt her going out of breath and slowly stopped. They leaned their foreheads on the other taking deep breaths.
"I missed you" both whispered simultaneously in a painful voice and looked into each other's eyes. Their voice held so much pain that it pricked their heart like a thousand needles. Those three words held a lot of meaning which can't be put in a lakh words. Their eyes welled up. They both wiped the other's tears which rolled on their cheeks. He captured her lips again. They kissed, this time with more passion than before. They didn't know when armaan got down of the counter. Without breaking their kiss, he walked her backwards till riddhima's back hit the wall. He pressed his body on hers making her go weak in knees, his hand went inside her top caressing her waist. She shuddered feeling his warm palm on her bare skin and moaned. Her grip on his nape became tighter and she pulled him more into the kiss. Their souls mingled as they kissed. They fought for dominance. They themselves didn't know such passion existed in them. Before when they were together five years ago, they maintained their limits. Today, their love had broken the dam and was overflowing drowning both of them in it. What words failed to express, they said it all in their kiss. They kissed for long minutes treasuring the moment in their heart. They stopped in need of oxygen.
Armaan buried his face in her neck and kissed her there making her shiver more. He placed wet kisses with his warm lips all over her neck and throat. Riddhima quivered and moaned in pleasure. She clutched his nape and massaged his scalp with her delicate fingers arousing him more. She pulled him up and placed her lips on his surprising both of them. Their longing of five years were coming out in the form of kisses. He crushed her body in his making her lose all her senses, if there was anything left. Her fragrance was making him want more. They were in a daze. They explored each others mouth with their tongue. She was sandwiched between his hands on her back and his body on her front. He left her mouth and kissed her cheeks, eyes, forehead, chin and earlobes. She moaned his name. He kissed her nape and bit her shoulder, moving her top a little aside. She gasped in pain. He licked where he bit her and captured her lips again in a deep kiss. Out of breath, they ended the kiss and she hugged him burying his face in his neck. Both breathed heavily. Armaan parted her and looked at her face which was deep red like never before and smiled. She opened her eyes slowly and saw him blushing and grinning. Her cheeks turned more crimson if possible.
Armaan lifted her in his arms and took her to his room upstairs. He sat on the bed with riddhima in his lap. Both their hearts were beating in the speed of racing cars. "Basket" he whispered breathing heavily. "hmm" she whispered with her face in the crook of his neck. "I love you" he said in a deep voice reflecting his love. "I love you too" she whispered in the same deep voice.
Har Taraf Tu Hi Dikhe
Tu Hi Tu Dil Mein Rahe
Kya Kahoon Tere Bina
Ek Pal Bhi Na Kate
Yeh Meri Saason Mein Bhi
Teri Hi Khusboo Rahe
Tu Lahoo Ban Ke Sanam
Jism Mein Mere Bahe
Chahta Hu Itna Tujhe
Chahta Hu Itna Tujhe
Riddhima sang wiping the tears which were coming out of his blue eyes and kissed his eyes.
Saans Leti Hu Yaara
Main Tera Naam Lekar
Keh Dungi Is Jahan Se
Tu Hi Hai Mera Dilbar
Armaan and Riddhima thanked god in their hearts for bringing them together again after everything that happened. All they earned for was each other's love and to be together again. Now that they are with each other, they didn't want anything else.
Zindagi Mil Gayi Hai
Bas Tere Dil Mein Rehkar
Aur Rab Se Kya Maangoon?
Haath Aapne Utha Kar
She sang pointing to his heart and to hers. She gasped as armaan placed a soft kiss on her fingers which was near her heart and clutched his hair in her fists, with the other hand.
Yeh Tera Dil Hai Sanam
Jo Meri Sine Mein Hai
Tujhse Hi Zinda Hu Mein
Keh Rahi Hai Dhadkane
Chahti Hu Itna Tujhe
Chahti Hu Itna Tujhe
Armaan softly kissed her and leaned his forehead on hers. Riddhima lowered her eyes blushing and breathing heavily. Armaan lifted her chin and sang looking into her eyes.
Meri Chahat Ke Rang Se Maang Teri Bharoonga
Pyaar Ki Had Se Zyaada
Pyaar Tujhko Karoonga
Tere Gham Sare Lekar
Har Khushi Tujhko Dunga
He kissed her forehead.
Door Mujhse Na Jana
Main To Ji Na Sakunga
She shook her head in "no" and kissed his cheeks.
Jaan Se Badhke Hai Tu
Meri Jaan Tu Jaan Le
Jaan Bhi De Dunga Mein
Maang ke tu dekh le
She placed her palm on his lips when he sang those words as tears escaped her eyes. He kissed her palm which was on his lips and sang
Chahta Hu Itna Tujhe
Chahta Hu Itna Tujhe
He kissed her eyes and sucked the tears.
Har Taraf Tu Hi Dikhe
Tu Hi Tu Dil Mein Rahe
Kya Kahon Tere Bina
Ek Pal Bhi Na Kate
Yeh Meri Saason Mein Bhi
Teri Hi Khusboo Rahe
Tu Lahoo Ban Ke Sanam
Jism Mein Mere Bahe
Chahta/Chahti Hu Itna Tujhe
Chahta/Chahti Hu Itna Tujhe
Chahta/Chahti Hu Itna Tujhe
Chahta/Chati Hu Itna Tujhe
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Riddhima parted from their hug. "Where are you going basket?" "You must eat armaan. I will bring the food" she said and went down. She came back and saw him standing in the balcony. She kept the plate in the bedside and went to the balcony. Armaan turned feeling her presence and gulped seeing her glaring at him. "What are you doing here? Come in. Now" she said strictly. He went in like an obedient kid and sat on the couch. She took the plate and gave it to him and said "eat" angrily. "Gussa kyun ho? I was just enjoying the climate basket. See, its so cool and fresh outside" he said pouting. "Enjoying? Tumhe fever hai armaan. And you are enjoying standing in the balcony in this cold weather? Are you a kid?". "Sorry. Now make me eat. I am hungry" he said pouting. "No, eat yourself" "Please basket. I am sorry na. I promise. I won't go out. Please. I am really hungry" he said holding his ears and making a puppy face, pouting his lips. All her anger melted looking at him. She smiled shaking her head and said, "You are still the same armaan. Didn't grow up at all. Such a kid" and fed him. He pulled her in his lap and said, "Haan. I am a kid and you will have to take care of me all your life. And I know to be an adult when needed" he said the last line winking at her. She blushed deep red and lowered her eyelids. He lifted her chin kissing her cheek and fed her grinning.
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They spent the rest of the day happily, being with each other and talking. Home phone rang when riddhima has gone to her room. Armaan answered the call. "Hello buddy, How are you and riddhi? " billy asked him hearing his son's voice on the other side. "I am fine dad. How are you all of you there?" "We are fine here buddy. Kya baat hai? My son is sounding so happy after very long. Good news hai?" billy asked him. "Haan dad. We sorted out everything and We are Very Happy" he said his voice reflecting his happiness. "That's great armaan. I am very happy for both of you. Congratulations" billy said genuinely happy for them both. "Thanks dad" he said and saw riddhima coming. He gave the phone to her. Billy talked with her normally not showing he knows everything. He could clearly understand her happiness and the life in her voice. In the three years he knew her, she never sounded so happy. Others were not there with him in the same place. So billy ended the call telling them to take care and not go out anywhere in the heavy rain and storm.
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"Dad knows about us basket" armaan said to riddhima. "What?" she was shocked. "Haan basket. I told him about us and whatever happened when he found me lost all the time and crying. But he doesn't know your name. He just knows I call you basket. When I came here, dad started to notice the change in me and looking at you all the time and you avoiding me. Remember that night when I came back from banglore? When me and dad didn't come for dinner?" he asked and continued seeing her nodding. "That night i told him you are my basket. He was very shocked at first. But the happiness which I saw in his eyes when I said its you, I never saw them in his eyes before. It was his plan to go to delhi for the wedding and give us our space to talk and solve everything" he said looking at her. She didn't know what to say and hugged him tight. "Uncle did this for us? He is happy for us?" "haan basket. In fact, now I told him we sorted our problems and misunderstandings and we are together now" he said smiling. She smiled happily with moist eyes and hugging him
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Riddhima washed the plate in which they ate toasted bread for dinner. She kept it in its place wiping it with a cloth and went to his room. "Basket you should sleep now. You didn't sleep properly as you were taking care of me all day" he said to her seeing her coming. She shook her head in "no" and said "I want to talk to you. I don't want to sleep" she said cutely. "I want to talk to you too basket. But you should take rest now". She looked at him for a few seconds and said "Okay. Good night. Sweet dreams. Sleep well" she said in a low voice and went towards the balcony door to go to her room. She didn't want to go away from him. She wants to be there with him. But how can she say she wants to sleep in his arms hugging him? She is too shy to say it to him. Armaan grinned and pulled her back to him making her bang on his chest. "I told you to sleep. Not to go from here. I know you want to sleep in my arms. I want to sleep hugging you too" he said smiling at her and she looked down as her cheeks turned crimson. He lifted her in his arm and laid her on the bed softly. He laid beside her and pulled her closer to him, covering them with the comforter. She didn't look at him. She was blushing deep red. "Oye hoye" he mumbled smiling looking at her. She hid her face in chest and closed her eyes. They breathing quickened and heart beat like it would come out of their chest any second because of their proximity. Armaan switched on the bedside lamp. "Good night basket" "Good night armaan" both whispered to the other and drifted to a happy, content and peaceful sleep in each other's arms after ages.
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EDITED
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