hey guys...sorry for the late reply...here's the 3rd part!!...hope u like it..it is incomplete..i will complete it by night!!
miley jab hum tum ..part 3...
The sunlight was pouring dimly into a blue room indicating morning. There was peaceful stillness in the room but then someone
moaned. Armaan mallik groaned in his sleep as he put his hand on the other side of the bed to bring Riddhima closer..But there
was no Riddhima. Eyes closed, he still searched for his Riddhima. Riddhima was nowhere to be found. He was awake at once,
panic-stricken..
"Ye riddhima kahaan chali gayi..itni subah subah?" he mused..."Riddhima.." he called aloud..still too sleepy to get up from bed.
"Riddhima.." he called again.
"Oho..Armaan..chilla kyun rahe ho?" Riddhima said, standing at the door, a tray with two cups of coffee in her hands.
"kahaan chali gayi thi tum?" Armaan demanded. She gently laughed to herself and answers back.."Arre, Armaan...tumne kal
dhang se khaana bhi nahi khaaya tha..i thought main tumhaare liye coffee bana deti hoon...You'll be awake till then.."
Armaan smiles at her protectiveness, or rather caring nature and shifts a little to make room for Riddhima across him...He
gently holds her hand and kisses it. Riddhima blushes a little and then composes a little, with mock anger scolds Armaan
"Armaan Mallik, tum hot coffee ko cold coffee banane ka wait kar rahe ho to mujhe bata dete..main cold hi le aati.." She
frowns and continues.."raat ko pyaar karke ji nahi bhara, jo subah subah bhi shuru ho gaye.."..she immediately stops and blushes
hard for what she had said.
Armaan notices this and pulls her chin with his finger and says.."oye hoye basket..atleast tab tum respond to karti ho...sivaaye
daant ke kuch milta hi nahi." she blushes even harder. Armaan chooses exactly this moment and kisses her on cheeks where she
had a crimson color." She shivers a little and then Armaan teases her in his husky voice.."kyun basket? abb coffee thandi nahi
ho rahi?"
Riddhima freezes then and there..looks up to him and he was laughing his heads off. "Armaan.." her voice trails off.
"chalo chodo basket..aaj to holiday hai ji...kya scene hai..aati kya khandala?" he asks in very Aamir khan style...
she laughs and refuses.."ji nahi...Aaj mujhe Muski ke saath shopping jaana hai...tum chalna chaho to chal sakte ho..Anjali di aur
Atul bhi aa rahe hain.."
"Abbe yaar...aaj socha tha ji bhar ke sounga....par chalo..Basket ka hukm sar aankhon par.."
"hmmm..chalo utho..Tyaar ho jao..Muskaan aur Rahool aate hi honge." Armaan gets up...muttering something unintelligible and
walks towards the bathroom.
"umm..Armaan..ek minute...." Riddima calls him back. He turns around to see Riddhima standing just besides him. She plants a
swift kiss on his cheeks and runs away before Armaan could catch her. He is surprised but pleased and while opening the
bathroom Door..he mutters.."i love u..riddhima...my love..my life.."
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Later. In the shopping mall.
"yaar..kahaan phas gaye hum..ye ladkiyaan to hamari jaan nikal ke rahengi..."Atul complains and sits on a bench near the
fountain.
"Shaadi hai ya musibat, Rahul..ye try karo..Rahul..woh try karo...mere sabra ka imtehaan lete rehti hai muskaan chadda." Rahul
grumbles.
"Meri riddhima best hai..kuch nahi kehti..jo lena hai le lo...sirf ye keh deti hai ki usse currently kaunsa color pasand hai..main
usi color ka dress select kar leta hoon..bas." Armaan wonders aloud and smiles to himself.
"Armaan..mere bhai...sabki biwiyaan teri biwi jaisi nahi hoti na..So stop bugging us..chida mat..samjha.." Rahul protests.
"Abbe yaar..main to bathroom hoke aata hoon..." Atul cuts in between.
"aur hum ye dekhke aate hain ki ye maharaaniyaan kar kya rahi hain.." Rahool says and pulls Armaan to his side.
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"Di..ye kitni sunder ring hai na...ruby with diamonds all over. haina?" Riddhima wondered adoring the ring in her hands. She was
looking gorgeous today, She was wearing a black suit with peacock neck and full sleeves, her chooda was inconspicuous...and had
taken her dupatta in such a way that her mangalsutra was not visible. With her hair loose, she was turning all heads in her
direction, guys watched in adoration..girls in envy.
"Hmm..acchi hai yeh ring..par ye dekh Rids..Emerald wali ring..isnt it pretty?" Anjali mused..her eyes all for that ring.
"oye..angie..Emerald wali ring hai na tere paas, Atul ne di thi na..Riddhima has blue sapphire..main Red leti hoon..sabke favorite
favorite color ki ring..favorite ladko dwaara di gayi.." Muskaan snickers. The girls laugh.
"bhaiya..yeh pack kar dijiyega..asli hain na?" Riddhima asks the shopkeeper.
"Arre madam...itni asli aur acche design wali hai ki aap apni shaadi mein bhi yahi se khareedaari karengi." Shopkeeper smiles
and eyes his son..Muskaan snickers again and Anjali smiles. Riddhima flushes and is embarassed now.
The shopkeeper goes again.."Aapke liye kuch dikhau madam? Hamare paas aise designs hain..jo aapki khubsurati pe chaar chand
laga degi." Riddhima is truly embarrased now,
Armaan and Rahul, who have heard the conversation, decide to play some pranks and remind the shopkeeper his nature of work.
Armaan stands behind Riddhima, such that his chest touches Riddhima's back, asks the shopkeeper.."bhaiyaa...ye mangalsutra
dikhaaye zaraa.."
Shopkeeper is startled but composes himself and shows him a beautiful diamond mangalsutra for which Armaan had asked.
"wow..." Riddhima is unable to hide her adoration.
"I know.." He says and puts that mangalsutra around Riddhima's neck. "Armaan..main.." Riddhima trails off..but he puts his
finger on her lips..shushing her.
The shopkeeper revives his guts and asks Armaan.." bhai sahab..aap kaun hai jo aise kisi ke bhi gale mein mangalsutra daal rahe
hain..aap inhe jaante hain?" he asks Armaan, pointing towards Riddhima.
Armaan glares at him and his eyes narrows.."ji haan...main inka sab kuch hoon...koi problem..ye meri biwi hai jinki aap baat kar
rahe hain.."
The shopkeeper gasps and packs the mangalsutra too on Armaan's command. He doesnt dare say anything now.
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'Armaan..i have one. this is unnecessary." Riddhima protests in the car.
"biwi mere...paise meri..choice meri..tumhe kya problem hai...Riddhima Armaan Mallik?" Armaan says emphasising especially on
last three words.
"waise shakal dekhi thi tumne uski Riddhima? jaan nikal gayi thi uss bande ki jab usse pata chala Armaan tumhaara pati hai."
Anjali laughs and so does Atul.
"Haan..waise bhi Armaan ko kaafi gussa chad gaya tha.." Rahul says.
"Nahi yaar..gussa nahi..but well..i had to remind him his age..kuch ulta seedha kehta to shop sue ho jaati bechaare ki." Armaan
replied.
Riddhima rolls her eyes.
As soon as they reach Mallik's residence..Muskaan rushes off towards the kitchen as Riddhima had just told Muskaan that she
had made Apple pie, and muskaan was quite fond of it.
"Arre..muskaan..sabke liye to ruk ja...Armaan ke mom dad kya kahenge..aa gayi bhukki." Rahul teases.
"Twu kup kar wahur.." Muskaan replied, her mouth full of Apple pie. "bese..wikima..." She swallows and appreciates her
culinary abilities..."its quite good, you know."
Riddhima smiles back, as in saying thankyou.."By the way Rahul, mom dad ghar pe nahi hai..woh nani se milne gaye hain..nani ne
unhe lunch pe bulaya tha." Riddhima answers Rahul's unsaid question.
"phir to bhai...bhool jao ke humme apple pie milegi." Rahul snickers at muskaan. muskaan throws the belan at him.
"oye..muski..kya kar rahi hai? usse lag gayi to?" Atul asks her.
"lagne de manhoos ko..meri bala se...bad aaya mujhe chidaane wala." muskaan replied, irritated.
"arre listen guys...ayushi bahut ro rahi hai ghar pe.i called meera at home..i have to go...please rids...aaj sab akele manage
karle..i promise...kal ayushi ko samjhake aa jaungi dobara.." Anjali pleaded.
"Arre kaisi baatein kar rahi ho tum dii..maid ke paas bachcha chod ke aayi ho..tum jao..i will manage." Riddhima comforted her...
And so...Atul and Anjali leave..thanking both Armaan and riddhima.
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