Ariya Fluff Weekathon NOTE 27/10 Pg 16 - Page 7

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It was a bright Sunday morning and Riya couldn't help skip a little as she walked. She giggled when she realized what she was doing, but refused to be embarrassed. It wasn't everyday she was so happy, after all! The reason for said happiness was, you guessed it right, ACP Arjun Rawte. Since the day he'd admitted he loved her, Riya had discovered what it meant to be truly happy and, dare she say it, complete. It hadn't been easy, of course, thanks to his past and the nature of their jobs, but they'd coped and they were together and ultimately, that was all that mattered. And Arjun, she had learnt, was an expert at stealing little moments for them. She blushed as she recollected the way he made her feel so cherished - simple things like holding her hand, leaving a note in her diary, driving her to and from work, pulling her into his cabin when she least expected it and kissing her senseless - he'd done them all, and she loved it! They'd never gotten the time to spend long periods of time with each other, however, and that wasn't so great. They'd made plans three times and had to cancel each time because some psychopath had decided it was time to indulge in his little hobby. Riya frowned as she thought of the last date they'd cancelled - they were supposed to go away for the weekend to Kolkata to meet her family. Duty was duty and they both knew that, but she couldn't help be disappointed (after the perp was safe behind the bars, of course). That was when Arjun had proposed that they spend the next Sunday together. He'd been really excited about it too, not letting her into the plans, saying it was a surprise. The normally curious Riya had shocked Shree and Chotu by not interfering and investigating. Truth be told, she wanted to see what he had planned. The very thought made her so excited that she twirled right in the middle of the street. She was just so happy!

She was still smiling as she let herself into his flat. One step in, however, and she frowned. Why was everything so silent? There was no sight of her fiance either; and the normally sunny place was dark and stuffy, the blinds drawn. "Arjun?" she called out, making her way in. No answer. "Arjun!" she said again, this time a little louder. "In here", came a muffled voice from the bedroom, followed by a sniff. Fearing the worst, she went in, to find him huddled in bed, swathed in a duvet. "Oh god, what's wrong?" she said anxiously, hurrying to him and laying her hand on his forehead. "You're burning up!"

Arjun caught her hand. "I'm fine, Riya. Just have a cold and I overslept. Don't worry, I'll get dressed in a jiffy", he said, trying to sit up. "Nuh-uh! You, my dear sir, are staying in bed", Riya ordered. He glared at her weakly, but the effect was ruined when he sneezed loudly. Riya handed him a tissue from her bag. "Rest, ok? I'll just speak to the doctor", she told him, shaking her head sternly when his brow furrowed at the mention of the doctor. "No arguments!" Arjun gave in and lay back quietly.

Riya spent the next two hours talking to the doctor, fetching his medicines and forcing him to take it (which took a while). Arjun seemed to think that falling ill was for lesser mortals and so plagued her by attempting to get out of bed each time her back was turned. She was seriously contemplating asking the doctor to prescribe some sleeping pills when he disarmed by sighing and saying sullenly "All my plans, down the drain! I'm really sorry Riya", with such a woe-begone expression that she wanted to hug him tight. "Aww baby, never mind", she cooed, ruffling his hair. She chuckled when he swatted her hand away and glared at her gall. Sitting down beside him, she looked into his eyes and said seriously. "It really doesn't matter Arjun. YOU are important, not what you do for me." Arjun smiled at her. "Besides Mr. Rawte," she continued, "you are going to make this up to me. You will take me shopping and you will buy me everything I ask for and carry my bags..." She laughed as he groaned. "Let's get you better first. Then we'll talk." She dimpled at him and kissed his forehead. "Now be a good boy and I'll make you some soup,' she ruffled his hair again, unable to resist teasing him. "Ms. Mukherjee, how old do you think I am exactly?", Arjun demanded indignantly. "Oh about five, at the moment. Prove me wrong!" she challenged, walking out of the room.

Arjun was still sulking when she came back in some twenty minutes later, bearing a steaming bowl of soup. "Mujhe nahin chahiye", he said, turning his head away. He looked so absurd, pouting and hair sticking out in all directions that Riya could hardly hide her smile. "Chup! You are not allowed to speak mister", was all she said, as she began force-feeding him. After eating about three-quarters of the bowl with very bad grace, Arjun smiled wryly. "You're a closet despot, aren't you?" he said, raising his eyebrows. "And here I was, thinking you were a sweet little thing who would defer to me." Riya thwacked his shoulder. "oh and you'll beat me black and blue within an inch of my life too", he commented sadly. "Arjun!" she exclaimed. "You are so ungrateful!" Muttering something he couldn't quite catch under her breath she stood up, placed the bowl on his bedside table and started to leave. He caught her arm and pulled her close, unmindful of his ill-health. "I never said I didn't enjoy it," he whispered, stroking her hair away from her forehead. "Tumhe poora haq hai." Riya's heart melted at his words. She kissed his cheek and buried her face in his shoulder, feeling rather than hearing him chuckle. She pulled back slowly. "Rest, love", she said, kissing him again. She tried to extricate herself from him, but he wouldn't let her go. "Stay with me," he murmured, holding her close. "But Arjun, you're weak", she countered, trying her best to not give in to his pleading look. "Woman! Arjun Rawte is NOT weak", was his answer, as he proceeded to kiss her thoroughly. Riya's last coherent thought before she yielded was "Oh what the heck!"


Shree was the first one in the ETF office on Monday. He opened his laptop and started to surf when Riya stalked in sniffling, eyes and nose red. "What's wrong Ree?" he asked, as she plopped into her seat and buried her head in her arms. "Flu!" was the somewhat muffled answer. "Tumne vaccine nahin liya kya?" he questioned her absently, eyes still on his monitor. "Hey look! The new iPad mini ka prototype bahar aa gaya. I don't know why they had to make it though. Mini chahiye hota toh iPhone 5 lete na? Duffers! Par nahin, Apple waalon ne kiya hai toh kuch special hi hoga..." "Shree!" Riya yelled, lifting her head up for a moment. "Shut up! My head is splitting, my throat feels like I ate glass and I'm tired. I don't want to hear your tech-babble right now, PLEASE. Be a sweetheart and fetch me some strong coffee and try to stay quiet, yeah?" she said, rubbing her eyes vigourously. "Oops, sorry Ree", Shree looked at her guiltily. "Abhi laata hoon coffee. Tum rest karna ok?" As he walked to the coffee machine, muttering about 'Arjun sir's akad rubbing off on our sweet Ree', he bumped into someone. 'Think of the devil!', he cursed. 'I hope he didn't hear what I said.' Arjun stared at him. "Kya baat hai Shree? Have you been struck speechless at my sight?" he asked acidly, with a coolness that even his slightly croaky voice couldn't mask. Shree jumped. "Nahin sir. Sorry sir. Woh, actually, sir..." he began, but Arjun cut him off with a raised hand. "Quiet! My head is splitting, my throat hurts and I'm tired. I don't want to hear your rubbish now! Move out of the way so I can get some coffee." All Shree could do was stare. Arjun waited for him to move. "Well? Move man, I don't have all day!" he said finally, but still Shree remained frozen. He shook his head. "Forget it! I'm better off with chai anyway" he snapped and walked away. Shree stood watching him until he was jolted out his reverie by Arjun's sneeze. "Oh Ree!!" was all he would say, much to the confusion of Chotu who had just come in.

loved it😳

Awww... its such a cute update

😛 Hmm...I wouldn't mind getting sick either if meant getting kissed by the supercop. Lucky Riya.😆

Loved the OS, thanks for the PM. I am still grinning.

awww awsome yaar 😛loved it dee riya ne soup banaya awww tnx for such a lovely update n pm huggiee