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Part 27

Armaan and Riddhima came back home and got a sigh of relief on knowing that Sneha wasn't there. Though Armaan had doubts that she was off to the same function as they were about to go but still, not seeing her face right now was a good thing. Riddhima went to check on Ananya. Today, they had an important meeting during lunch hour so they couldn't go to pick Ananya up from school and right now, she wanted to make sure Ananya was Ok and was ready to listen about her day at school. Armaan loosen up his tie and opened his sleeves button before opening the closet to take out his suit to wear tonight. His eyes fell on Riddhima's side of cupboard and a smile automatically got place on his lips. It felt great to share each and everything of your life with someone. Where Sneha used to like to have her privacy in each and everything, Riddhima liked to share. From one closet to same shoe rack. From one plate to one glass. From tears to smiles. She would share it all with Armaan and Armaan would do the same. He shook his head with a silly grin before his eyes fell on the wrapped box. If he remember, he gifted this to her few months back. He was on a shopping spree with Riddhima for Ananya when his eyes fell on that lime netted sari have beautiful royal blue velvet flowers' patch at the border with silver stones adding shine to the flowers beauty. He left her in a shop after making an excuse and buy that sari secretly for her. She hadn't open it yet so he did the honors and unwrapped the box before putting it on the bed. Right that moment, Riddhima entered the room and gave a surprised smile. "What are you doing and why have you taken this out?" She asked before she sit on the bed. "Because you haven't even given a look to my gift and as a punishment, I want you to wear it tonight". Riddhima looked up at him with an open mouth before looking down at the sari he put on the bed. "But thats net" She cried after observing the material. "And you know how uncomfortable I feel in revealing clothes". She argued before Armaan once again dug himself into her side of closet and took out her lime blouse and petticoat. "I think your blouse is long enough to cover most of your belly so no arguments. I love this sari and I want you to wear it for me tonight". She looked up at him with a cute pout but that didnt affected him a bit and he shook his head with a grin. "Fine" She said defeatingly before once again looking at the net sari.

There Sneha went off to her parents house. She needed a one to one discussion with her father right now. Though she knew that Ron must have been aware by now of her activities but she doesnt care. The two man she loved more than her life had played with her. Her feelings. Her life. They have kept her away from her daughter all through those e years of her childhood and she was adament to never forgive them. Her car went in through those large metal gates towards her father's enormous mention where she had spend her childhood getting everything that she demanded. The house and the status, she used to be do proud off all through her college and school life was now making her disgusted. Her stern steps leads her out from the car and inside the mansion after pushing the crafted wooded doors wide opened. "DAD...MOM" She shouted on the top of her lungs that made her parents get out from their room at the very instant. "Honey, what a surprise...When did you came to Mumbai?" Her father Mr. Bajpai asked in a suger coated tone. "Cut the crap dad...You fairly well know why I am here...and now i need to know why...Why you did this to you own very blood...Why did you destroy my life by making it a part of your plan...Plan to take over Malik Industries." With each word she said, the light in Mr. Bajpai's eyes went dim till they were blank. "Tell me Dad" Her mother looked at her father with hollow eyes. There intriguing eyes made Mr. Bajpai gulped down his saliva. He had nothing else to say than that power and name took over the father inside him and let him do that. Sneha was sitting on the sofa with her mother. Mrs. Bajpai was trying to console her while looking daggers at her husband. "But I tried to make things good...Haven't I?" He said with a frustrated sigh. "You wanted Raunaq and I get you married to him.. Didn't I?" Mr. Bajpai said in a tone that said that he had done more than necessary for her. Sneha looked up with hatred. "At what price...In how much you sold your own daughter...Tell me Dad" She was furious now and her father looked down guiltily. "Whatever you get out from it, I lost more than that...I lost my Riya Dad...I lost my husband just because I trusted you more than him...and more to it, I lost the childhood of my 2nd Baby...My Ananya" She blasted the news on her mom whose eyes went wide hearing it. She was all unaware of this happening. Mrs. Bajpai was out in America on a trip to meet her sister when Riya died & Sneha went to labor. "What?" Mrs. Bajpai asked in a whisper, not believing the words. "Yes Mom, He snatched my baby from my...My Ananya...who now dont even dare come into my arms...Her own mother can't hold her as now she have someone else in her life to call as a mother". Sneha started crying. Tears flowed freely from her eyes that made her mother cry too. She went to her mother and hold her shoulders. "Mom you know...You know my daughter doesn't know me...She dont want me touch her, hug her, kiss her...She wouldn't allow me to wake her up for school, to help her dress, to prepare breakfast for her...She don't even like to go out in the park with me" Her teary voiced boomed into the air. "She hates me instead whenever I try to took her away from Riddhima...She hates me Mom, She just...Hates me" Sneha broke down at her mother's feet and her mother bend down to gather her in her arms. "Shhh" Mrs. Bajpai whispered while rubbing her back. Her own tears were running continuously seeing her daughter's devastation state. She looked up at her husband and whispered. "You were wrong..You were wrong...And you will cry for it"

Riddhima came out from the bathroom wearing her sari. Her hairs were dripping wet from the shower she just took. She rubbed her hairs with a dry towel and reached her dressing table to get start with the make up. "Where is Armaan?" She thought while looking back at the side table where Armaan was sitting, sending some mails from his laptop before she went to washroom. At the moment, Laptop was there but the man was missing. Riddhima just turned and run a comb from her hairs. She finished applying eyeliner when she saw Armaan entering the room while talking on the phone. "I don't know...You got to send them those documents right away..." He was instructing one of his employees when his eyes fell on her, or rather her revealing back and those deep chocolate eyes turned softer. "I got to go now...Just do this" He ordered once again and cut the call only to come and wrap her in his arms. He inhaled her hair's intoxicated smell with a deep breath and sigh with a kiss on her neck. "How will I concentrate on anyone else around if you will look that killing" He half whispered in her ears while dropping small kisses here and there. Riddhima got a soft smile on her lips and bit the lower one with a grin. "You yourself asked for this torture...I have nothing to do in it" She gave him a challenging look that made him smile in the mirror. "Thats surly a torture". He whispered and took his fill of his eyes of her before placing a kiss on her shoulder and backing away. "I should get ready now...The earlier we leave the earlier we will be back and then earlier I will not have to concentrate on anything else" He winked at her back and turned around with a goofy smile. Riddhima was all blushed with his comments. She ruffled her hairs to cool down her body temperature that seemed to get to a new bar just with his little closeness.

The heads turn in the direction of the door as Mr & Mrs. Malik entered the hall. Its not everyday that they attend a business party. Its been 4 years since Armaan stopped being a part of the crowd but right now, looking at his happy face, everyone can guessed that the woman beside him, is tend to change that. He was holding her hand tightly in his as he greeted few of his associates and introduced her. Both were looking like a perfect couple, complimenting eachother. While she was wearing a lime netted sari having a patch of navy blue, he was wearing a dark grey suit with a white shirt underneath and topping it with a navy blue tie. Riddhima smiled like a supporting wife and shook her bangle filled hands with the associate wives. Soon enough, Riddhima made friends with few and get into a general conversation of dresses. "Your sari looking fabulous...From where you get it?" One from the ladies asked her while checking the stuff of her sari. Riddhima raised her shoulders. "Don't know...Armaan gifted me this" In reply, she just got to hear few aweees that made her blush. Armaan from the other side looked through the crowd at her wife and seeing her talking happily, put a smile on his face. "Now whom I found here?" A sarcastic voice reached him from the back and his body get alert. Mr. Bajpai whom Armaan had successfully avoided in last 4 years, was once again standing infront of him with a wine glass in his hand and a smirk on his face. Out from his and Sneha's marriage, only Armaan and Mr. Bajpai knew what he had got. 20% shares of Armaan's company but to Armaan, it doesn't matter anymore. He was a sleeping partner and so he has promised to not interfere in any business matters as far as he get his share of profits. And Armaan expected nothing more from him. The man who can actually trade his own blood for money, can only think of his benefit. "What do you want now?" Armaan spatted. "Nothing, was just checking on my investment" Mr.Bajpai replied. "Really..." Armaan said with a cocky grin. "You really made an investment here...and as far as I remember, We promised eachother to never come face to face..." Armaan asked. But before Mr. Bajpai could reply back, there was a commotion going on on the other side that caught there attention.

"Thats what she all wanted out from this marriage...Armaan's money" Sneha said much to Riddhima's displeasure. Here she thought going out to this party will help Armaan mind's to be at peace but here Sneha was all ready to destroy that. So much for the peaceful mind. Riddhima thought. But right now, Sneha was not going to back out. She was hurt enough from the whole matter and needed an exposure. And for her, this party comes out as a chance. She was drunk, Riddhima could make out so she composed her features and went to Sneha. "You need to sit down" She told her holding her hand to stable her. "No, I know your act...this amazing act of care and love...You can fool Armaan but not me here..." She shouted attracting more attention of the people. "You are wrong here Sneha..." Riddhima tried to say only to be cut by her. "Oh really..." She replied sarcastically swinging here and there on her feet. "Then tell me who the hell like to get married to a man already having a baby... Its just for money" She said with hatred. Armaan's jaw clenched in anger and his hold on the wine glass, he was holding got tighter. His eyes shoot up to look at Mr. Bajpai who shuddered with the intensity of his gaze. "Stop her or I promise, You will never be able to look into anyone's eye with my declaration of your deeds" Armaan threatened. At some other time, Mr. Bajpai would have ignored his threat. He had a thick body that hardly let any emotion display on his face, but right now, on seeing Armaan, he knew he will do whatever he said and all Mr. Bajpai ever loved was his fame, his money and most of all his pride. He put the glass on the side and went to get his daughter. Armaan looked at the scene and decided to get into it. At any case, he have to save Riddhima today. "You are just going to leave him one day after you get your share of money...Thats all you care right...You S***" But before she could say anything anymore, A hand came and left its mark on her blushed cheek. Sneha holding her cheek looked up to see an angry Shaina looking up at her with daggers. Armaan stopped in his tracks just a few steps away. Each person in the room was looking at them. Riddhima was having tears in her eyes after hearing all those words in public by Sneha. She let her stay in the house with the thought that she is a mother and deserves a chance with her baby, but here, Sneha is trying to kick her out from her own house now. "Stop that you b****...If anyone has to think of anything is you...Its you whose father sold you so just he could take out money from Armaan. Don't you think we know that" Shaina raised her brow to see a stunned Sneha. Aditi came from the back and pulled a teary eyed Riddhima into her arms. "And this girl, We know her much better than you. We have seen her and Armaan falling in love. She being nice let you stay in her home so just you could get some memories of you and your daughter and here, you are trying to insult her. But then, We expected nothing more than this from you" Shaina spatted on Sneha's face with pure hatred. Aryan came and holded Shaina's shoulders from the back. "Lets go Shy..." He whispered and Shaina looked around once before turning on her toes after passing a last glare to Sneha. Nitin & Aditi gave hateful looks to Sneha too before taking Riddhima out from the hall. Armaan looked up at Mr. Bajpai with a furious look now. "You and your daughter will pay for that Mr Bajpai...Just remember that" He warned and the look in his eyes showed that he will exactly do that. He left the hall following his friends and left Mr. Bajpai being the center of attention of all people. All looked at him with glares and the gossip of his meanness started around.

"Riddhima...Riddhima..." Armaan came running out and pulled her crying face into his arms. Riddhima clutched the front of his coat into her fist and cried silently. "Shhh...We shouldn't have come here" Armaan placed a kissed on her forehead. His friends looked up at them helplessly. "Armaan...You should take Riddhima home now..." Aryan whispered to him slowly. "The guts of that woman...I am feeling like slapping her once again" Shaina said in anger. "Calm down Shy..." Aryan rubbed her arms and motioned Armaan to go on. "I will see you guys tomorrow..." Armaan said and pulled Riddhima towards the car. He helped her in and after running to the driver side, drove towards the home.

When they reached home, everyone was sleeping thankfully. It was around 11:30. They changed there clothes and get on the bed cuddling eachother. Riddhima's head was placed on his chest but thankfully she wasn't crying anymore. This evening surly made a huge impact on there minds. Riddhima was lost in her thoughts and Armaan was lost in his. Sleep was truly far away from there eyes. The silence prevailed for two long. An hour then two then three when Riddhima asked. "Armaan..." "Hmmm..." Armaan hummed running his fingers through her hairs. "Do you too think that I am after your money?..." Armaan was shocked to hear it from Riddhima. He looked down at her to see that far away look on her face. "Riddhima...Please look up at me" Armaan said and Riddhima looked up, putting her chin on his chest now. "Do you think I ever thought this way about you?" He asked softly. "No, I know...But people do think like this...They must..." "No no no...They dont" Armaan cut her in between. "And even if they do, i don't care" He rubbed his thumb on her cheek. "The thing that matter to me is that you love me...You love Ananya with your wholeself...and we love you too...You make my home a home...You bring dreams into my life when I have given up all of them...You mean my life now Riddhima...Don't doubt yourself...Ok" Riddhima nodded on seeing the honestly, his eyes depicting. Armaan pulled himself into a sitting position, making Riddhima sit up too. "Lets do one thing...Lets go out on a long drive" He looked at Riddhima who looked confused at his sudden change of behavior. "What? At this time?" She watched Armaan getting out from the bed and opening the closet. He pulled out a sleeveless top and a skirt of her and throw that her way. "Wear it..." Riddhima was confused but none the less changed into it. Armaan just wore a loose t-shirt over his body and grabbed car keys. In the middle of the night, they left the home and went on a long soothing drive. Armaan switched on Radio that filled the car with soft music. Riddhima was lost in her thoughts and didn't notice the car entering the forest area. She got back to her senses after an half an hour drive when Armaan stopped the car at a side. She looked out from the car. "Why we stopped here?" She asked and looked at Armaan only to see him having a naughty smile o his face. "There is a barn, I spotted here few days back...Guess we can have THAT HAYSTACK you dreamed off" And it was enough to tell Riddhima, where they were heading this time. Blush colored her cheeks as a shy smile graced her lips. Armaan chuckled at her and get out of the car to buy that haystack. Surly, this was a perfect moment to fulfill her fantasies so that with a new day, all she would have on mind is the beautiful moments and relationship they share.

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