FF:KMH2-Mohabat restart;) TH2 Pt 55 Pg142 (13/04) - Page 33

Originally posted by: moonkmh

kal tak waiting...:[

Originally posted by: Deepika06

Hi di😊
hmmm wat to say update ws amazing as usual👏
awww i just lov tis arjun di my lov fr tis monster is grewing day by day😳
arjun is doing wat nt to make his arohi happy😊arohi is really lucky to hav husband like arjun😃
DJ ws supercool😉
rashi-rajveer encounter ws nice think lov is in air there lov story ws mature and speechless👍🏼
OMG wat rajveer is upto do eagerly waiting di continue soon😊
lov u❤️

Originally posted by: cherry227

bada cute haina ☺️

Originally posted by: cherry227

sorry moon! will try to give today if i can... warna kal svere pakka 😃

Congo for the half century Di:)

sorry for the wait and thank you for the patience!

Part 39

Rashi sat at the restaurant table, waiting for their dinner and watch Raj talk a mile per minute. Raj was not related to them, yet there were so many things about him that were similar to the Singhanias. He was as sharp as Arjun, as bold as Dadi, he spoke a lot like Arohi, he was frank like her dad and as innocent as Romit. He had gone through a lot in his childhood and found a family in the Singhanias… just like Arjun did. The only difference being that he got love and care in this family with a lot more intensity. He was just like Arjun, only luckier.

Rashi served the hot food, which had just arrived, nodding to Raj now and then about his stories from school. Dadi was very excited to have dinner outside, even she was bored with her daily routine and needed this change. Rashi was very happy and having the best time of her life. All thanks to Rajveer. Confiding in him had made her heart feel lighter. Discussing the incident with him had given her a different perspective towards it. Also, Rajveers assurance that he would look into it at his department level had made her feel relieved.

Silence prevailed on the table, as everyone started eating their food. Raj was concentrating on his noodles, Dadi on her spring rolls and Rashi on her fork. She twirled the noodles around in her fork trying to grab a big bunch in one stroke.

FLASHBACK

"Mujhe noodled bohat pasand hai."

Rashis eyebrows shot up at Rajveers confession. Till now she had seen only children love noodles so much. But the macho ACP, accepting his love for something so childish gave him an almost adorable touch. She smiled as she added noodles to the order and handed back the menu to the manager. The moment they were left alone, Rajveer came back to the point.

"Ab batao. Jab tak khana nahi aajata humey koi disturb nahi karega."

Rashi looked down, debating on how to tell him about the accident. He had tried to bring it out from her but someone or the other had distrubed them. After the waiter served them water the first time, Rajveer had snatched his hand back. However, Rashi had kept her hand on the table in the same position.

"Achha thik hai. Yeh batao kal ki party kaisi thi?"

"Actually… tumse… party ke baare mein hi kuch baat karni thi!"

"Bolo…" Rajveers kind gaze, his eager stature, his relaxed attitude, everything was encouraging Rashi to confide in him. Telling her mind to shut up for the last time, Rashi opened her mouth to tell Rajveer everything… including the news about Gauri.

FLASHBACK ENDS

"Khana thanda hojaana hai puttar!" Dadi pulled Rashi out of her trance for the umpteenth time now. She frowned as she saw Rashi immediately turn her attention to her food and start eating hurriedly. She was really getting worried for this girl now. Something was really on her mind and she was not sharing it with her dadi. 'Mein bhi usski dadi hoon… do din mein sab nahi ugalvaya toh mera naam bhi Teji Singhania nahi!' Sparing one last look in her granddaughters direction, Dadi started eating her dinner.

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"CHAHCU!!!"

Rajveer was a few feet away from the table when he stopped as his niece crashed into him, grabbing him for a bear hug. His arms immediately went around Arohi and he hugged her back. His eyes met Arjuns from the top of her head. For the first time he had seen Arjun so vulnerable. His eyes spoke of warmth and love… what he felt for Arohi and what he had received from his family over dinner. Rajveer smiled slightly and kissed Arohis hair. Easing her a bit away from himself, he looked at her from top to bottom. Arohis hug had completetly thrown him off. Rajveer Singh Ahluwalia had stepped back to think the second time today.

"Kitni moti hogayi hai! Khana thoda kam khaaya kar…"

Arohis smiled vanished and her mouth opened in shock. She tried to hit him and Rajveer ran around the table, with Arohi on his heels. Her baby pink net saree made it diffcult for her to catch him, but she stood across the table, shooting daggers at him with her eyes. Rajveer chuckled and came near her, and in a flash of a second, Arohi hit his arm and ran to stand behind DJ.

"Sambhalke Arohi!" Almost everyone at the table yelled at her.

"Cheater kahiki. Cheating karne ki aadat nahi gayi teri!" Rajveer sat on her seat and placed an arm casually around Arjuns shoulder who was seated next to him. Everyone on the table, including Arjun, was shocked at this gesture, but they did not show it.

The small period of time when Arjun had stayed in the Ahluwalia mansion, him and Rajveer had been comfortable with each other. Infact, Arjun had found a friend cum brother in him, something he had craved for in Mikail, ever since childhood. Romit, Makarand and Billu were his friends and brothers too but they looked up to him and he felt more protective than friendly towards them. But with Rajveer, he had felt like an equal. Like two brothers in a family who understood and respected each other. They were also pretty much similar, only Rajveer was more stronger and Arjun was more calmer as a person. Arjun had valued that part of his life, no matter how short. Whatever happened after that between him and Rajveer, when Arjun was in jail, was uncalled for. But they both had come a long way from there, and the camaraderie was clearly lurking in the background.

Normalcy returned to the table as the dinner programme continued. Rajveer started eating his food, his expressions controlled and his actions measured. He had maintained calm when Rashi had told him about the accident in the party although his insides wanted to scream out his fear. Seeing Rashis guilt ridden face had made him comfort her instead, trying to convince her that it was not her fault. Forcing calm on his senses had made him see things rationally. Rashi had told him everything, about Karan saving Arohi, Arjuns reaction, his grilling the decorators… everything. He had realised that Arjun was not at fault but when he had entered the house and seen Arjun, his assurances and how he failed at them, clogged his mind. Arohi had with her actions, unknowingly calmed Rajveer down and saved him from saying something he might regret later.

"Bhaiyya… aap lunchtime pe kaha gaye they?" Lovedeeps question froze Rajveers hand mid air, with a morsel of roti and sabzi in it. Lovedeep pressed her lips to suppress her smile and gave a quick glance at Arohi, who was sitting on other side of Arjun. Arohi looked at Rajveers face from the corner of her eyes, waiting for him to react. Everyone was busy chit chatting and eating food, hence noone had really bothered to hear Rajveer answer.

"Baahar gaya tha… undercover mission pe they poora din. Issliye bata nahi sakta." Rajveer completed the action of eating the morsel and looked down at his plate concentrating on his food. Lovedeep smiled and winked at Arohi. Their smiles widened into grins and Arjun looked at them confused. He questioned silently with his eyes to his wife but she just gave him a kiss in the air and continued eating her food. Lovedeep giggled at Arohis action and Rajveer looked up frowning.

Getting more confused, Arjun stared at Arohi for a minute. Mumbling 'poori family pagal hai' to himself, he dug his fingers in the pulao and turned his attention to the most delicious home made food ever.

+

"Gauri… Mikhail here."

"Hi… Mikhail. Im sorry tumhara number nahi tha mere paas. Kaise phone kiya?"

"Save karlo number. Ab to humey ek doosre ko phone karne padenge." Gauri could make out Mikhails creepy smile from the tone of his voice.

"Mein tumse baat karna chahti hu Mikhail. Regarding this engagement…"

"Kyu nahin! Kal baat karenge. Kal raat ko tumhe mere saath ek party mein jaana hain. Be ready by 7, I will pick you up. We will talk in the party."

"Lekin Mikhail… Kaunsi party? Kahan pe???"

"Orchid club mein. Dad ke business friend hain. Ab tum Singhaina khandan ki bahu banne jaarahi ho, toh aise parties attend karne ki aadat daal lo. Please wear something appropriate for the club."

"Lekin Mikhail… Mein… I really need to to talk to you!"

"We will talk at the club darling. Don't be late. Sharp 7. Byeee… "

Gauri was frustrated by the time Mikhail hung up. She needed to talk to him urgently about this farce engagement, she could not go ahead with it. She was not in a frame of mind to get into any relationship right now. But Mikhails talks made her feel that he was actually planning their wedding. WHY??!! This question had been haunting Gauri for a while now. She had asked her father and he was just returning a favour to the Singhanias. But what made Mikhail propose this alliance in the first place. She should talk to him tomorrow and tell him her true feelings about this whole relationship.

On the other hand, Mikhail was very pleased with the way he had handled Gauri. Slipping his phone back in to his pocket, he sipped the drink in his hand and made his way inside the pub. He still remembered the innocent and sexy Gauri from the masquerede party. Mikhail had been interested in her then and his interests heightened when he came to know that she was Rajveer Singh Ahluwalias fiance. And he thought he had hit jackpot when turned out to be Arjuns ex-girlfriend. It was too complicated for him to nail her then. But when she had come with a plan to separate Arjun and Arohi, he had been impressed. Finally he had got a perfect chance to sleep with her and put her in a place where she could not refuse. This will also keep her father forever obliged to them, after all who marries a girl who had been to jail! With a tag of "wife" around her neck, Gauri will be completely at his service whenever he wanted her. And for the other times there was Priya.

"Kaha chale gaye they darling… Main kabse intezaar karrahi thi." A half drunk Priya in tight short clothes, plastered herself to him.

"Work call! Sorry babe…" Grabbing her around the waist, Mikhail guided her towards the bar. She was not drunk enough for him to have all the fun with her that he had planned.

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Arjun noticed the skip in Arohis step as she climbed the stairs to their room. She had been talking non stop the entire way back and thanked him almost a million times for the wonderful surprises. The happy glow on her face was all the thanks that Arjun had ever wanted. He smiled looking at her swaying behind when she literally danced her way inside the room. Walking behind her, he shut the door and locked it. He followed her to the wardrobe where she was busy picking out clothes for the night. Arjun wrapped his hands around her bare waist, and brought his lips near her ear.

"Nice saree…" Arjuns warm breath tickled Arohi and she gasped. She tilted her face to smile at him and kept her hands on his.

"Dadi ki choice hai. Uss din shopping gaye they na…"

"Hmm…" Arjun half heard what she said, his senses on cloud number nine and his nose in Arohis hair. He felt her squirm in his arms as he continued nuzzling her hair, finding his way to her neck and placing warm kiss on it. Arjun half heartedly came out of his heaven and turned Arohi around, holding her shoulders. He saw her eyes drunk with passion and lowered his gaze to the silver blouse and pink net saree which encased her gorgeous body. Pulling her in his embrace, he walked her backwards till her back was pressed against the drawers of the cupboard, the open doors giving them a certain kind of privacy.

Arjun dipped his head and Arohi arched her back, her head finally stopping to rest on the pile of clothes inside. Arjun continued to lower his face and he placed a soft gentle kiss on his wifes pink lips. Arohi closed her eyes and snaked her hands around his neck, pulling him further down, encouraging him to continue. Arjun placed one hand behind her back, to avoid the sharp edge of the drawers, from biting in his wifes soft delicate skin, and his other hand moved up towards her ear to discard her earring. Arjun turned his face and placed open mouth wet kiss on Arohis cheek. Without lifting his lips, he continued kissing the side of her face, from her temple to her chin, eliciting passionate moans from Arohi.

He moved his lips sideways and kissed the tip of her ear, which was now bare without the diamond earring. Arjun kissed her entire ear and returned back to her earlobe. With every kiss, Arohis breathing deepened. Arjun licked the tip lightly with his tongue once, making Arohi shudder. He took the soft flesh in between his lips and sucked on it, like a child devours a popsicle. Sharp darts of sweet pain shot into Arohis senses and she arched her back further, her one hand grabbing Arjuns hair and pulling his head more towards her. Never in her life had Arohi thought that she had so many erogenous zones in her body. But with Arjun, it was like he was creating new zones every single day, just to torture her with them.

Arjun bit her ear lightly before he left it and turned his attention to the other ear. Arohis other hand came in the front, holding Arjuns jacket, trying to pull him as close as possible. Arjun started removing Arohis necklace with one hand and then he moved it behind to the pin which held the pallu in place. Arohi could grasp what was happening in half consciousness. She now only wanted Arjuns lips on hers, and him not giving her that was making her angry. In an attempt to give him a dose of his own medicine, Arohi turned her face sideways, latching on to Arjuns earlobe with her soft lips. Arjun stopped in his tracks realising what was happening here and hissed. Arohi bit his ear a bit too hard in anxiety and anger. Arjun pulled back and encountered a dangerous look in Arohis eyes.

He looked at her luscious lips and his own curled up in a smile. He started descending towards them when his ears alerted him to a faint trace of music being played somewhere.

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Romit- C'mon shefali… pleeeaseee! Last time

Shefali- Last time bhi tumne last time kaha tha! No…

Romit- Please ya… Sirf 2 times hi toh hua hai! this is third and last… I promise

Shefali- Bas Romit. Bohat raat hogayi hai. Mujhe ab ghar jana chahiye.

Romit- Ok. One last time and I promise ill drop you.

Shefali- No! mein ghar jaa rahi hu

Romit (theres some noise of struggle) – Baby… drama karogi to mein force karunga

There was a brief pause of a few seconds before the door to Romits room burst open, breaking all the locks and latches. Romit had tried to stop Shefali with his body, due to which Shefali was pinned to the wall, Romit was standing in front of her blocking her way, his hands pinning her to the wall behind. There was very dim lighting in the room, the drapes were shut and a soft sensuous song played somewhere in the background.

Shefali and Romit looked stunned in the direction of the door. Framed in the doorway, in front of a shocked Arohi, stood Arjun, with rage vibrating off his body and murder in his eyes.

... and the drama continues! is it getting too descriptive guys??? pls let me know... i was not sure of this one

m cnfuzd...yeh hua kya kuch samajh ni aaya...arjuhi k hot session k darmiya shomit kaha se aa gae??????

Originally posted by: MyshaAlvi007

m cnfuzd...yeh hua kya kuch samajh ni aaya...arjuhi k hot session k darmiya shomit kaha se aa gae??????