This scene is after the news flash on TV that Ashok got cheated in the land deal and everyone in the family apologizes to Ishita, except RKB.
Ishita said, "Arey sab log sorry kyun bol rahe ho? It's ok... Ho jata hai kabhi kabhi...", and serves everyone who were sitting in the sofa some sherbet in tall glasses.
She served everyone and went to Raman for his turn to pick a glass. She bowed down with the tray in her hands and looked into Raman's eyes. Raman who was sitting with his hand over the handle of the sofa and supporting his chin with his fist, looks up to meet her eyes. She looked down at the tray and signaled him to take one. He kept looking at her for a few seconds and lowered his looks that showed how sorry he was to have yelled at her the very day. She cleared her throat and signaled him once again with a look, bit more stern, to take a glass. He took one and while he brought it close to him, it hit the edge of the tray and fell down with a splash of sherbet scattering all over. Both of them immediately bent down to clear it and their foreheads touched each other. She said, "It's ok. Main nikaaloongi", and took one of the glass pieces only to cut her ring finger. "Ahhh!", she said and held her ring finger with the other hand, blood was oozing out. "Arey! Kuch bhi kaam dang se nahi kar sakti kya? Main nikaaloongi...", he imitated Ishita, took his handkerchief and tied her wound temporarily. "Jaa wash kar aur Dettol lagao. Mummy...aap kya dekh rahi hai...help kijiye na...". Rinky stood up and took her to room to dress her wound. While Ishita walked into her room, Raman wiped the blood off his fingers with a paper napkin, "Dimaag kharab karti hai..", and looked at her in his regular irritated expression.
After few hours, Raman walked into their room, to find Ishita struggling to work on her laptop with one hand with the other hand tied up in bandage. He yelled, "Kar kya rahi ho tum? Thodi der chup nahi bait sakti...". She said, "Arey, my laptop, I'm working. Kya problem hai aapko? Waise main kuch important kaam kar rahi hoon. Ruhi ne apni science project keliye mujhse madat maangi hai, so internet mein search kar rahi hoon uske bare mein... 2-3 ghanta to lagne wala hai...". He shrugged, "Karo phir, teri marzi", and searched for his suit in the cupboard. She asked, "Kya dhoond rahe hai?". "Tujhse matlab? Main bahar jaa raha hoon...aur waise, tujhe bhi aana hoga." She exclaimed, "Main? Kahan jaana hai?". "Arey amma aapko har cheez explain karna padta hai kya? Jaana hai matlab jaana hai. Ab utke thayar ho jao. Mera partner ne ek party pe bulaya hai mujhe...biwi bacche aur poori family ke saat.. biwi to tum hi ho na meri...kissi aur ko to nahi le jaa sakta hoon na...", and murumerd, "phoooti kismat..yeh Jhansi ki rani ko har jaga le jana pad raha hai". He took a saree and a blouse from the cupboard and threw it on the bed. "pehen ke thayar ho jao...aadha ghanta hai tere paas!". "Aadha ghanta...? Bahut zyada time de diya mujhe thayar ho ne keliye..ab Ruhi ko bhi thayar karna hai...". He walked out of the room wearing his coat and said, "Ruhi ko main dekhta hoon...tum thayar ho jao" and locked the room brutally. "Raavan kumar...", she grumbled.
After sending his family members and Ruhi in another car, Raman came to her room after 20 minutes and knocked the door from outside. "Kya kar rahi hai yeh...itne derse thayar ho rahi hai jaise koi pari ho...aasmaan se tapak ke seedhe mere ghar mein landing ki hai...", "hey! Kitne der se knock kar raha hoon...kholo!", he yelled. She opened the door slightly and peaked out a little, "Main thayar nahi hui hoon abhi tak...". "Kyun?". "Arey ek hi haath se saree kaise pehen sakti hoon? Samajh lo na...", she said in a soft voice. He raised his eyebrows, "oh...! Toh kya hua...suit pehen lo na...yeh bhi koi discussion ki baat hai?". She said, "Mere paas party wear suits nahi hai...jo hai sab clinic mein pehenne waale hai...". "Kya bakwaas karti ho..itne saare kapde hai teri...aur ek party wear nahi hai..." and looked at his watch, "ab to sirf 10 minute bacha hai...kade kade bakwaas kar rahi hai...hato", he said, pushed the door and tried to walk in. "Kya kar rahe ho aap? Main saree theek se nahi pehni abhi tak". He walked in without paying heed to what she said and locked the door from inside.
"Kya help karna hai batao...mere paas time nahi hai...", he frowned. She stood there with her pallu pinned up somehow and holding her pleats as a bunch. "Pleat nahi kar paa rahi hoon...do haath se karna hota hai...". He said, "toh main kya karoon...mera ek haath kaat ke tujhe de doon...jaldi bolo na...". She thought, "Muruga! Kaise situation mein phasi hoon...ab yeh raavan kumar meri saree pehen ne mein madat karega? Ab thayar bhi to hona hai, nahi to aur chillayega...no other option", and she stammered to say, "aapko...aapko sirf yeh ek end pakad na hai, main doosri haat se pleats banaoongi...aapko saare pleats ek ek karke gather karna hai...bas...". He gave a disgusted expression and came near her. He extended his hand to get one end of the pleat region. He put his one hand very close to her hip, almost touched it and held the saree straight with the other hand. Ishita felt a vacuum in her gut when she felt the slight touch of his fingers on her skin . She kept looking down overwhelmed with shyness running through her veins. He bent down and looked at her, "kya hua? Karo jaldi" and looked away. She made pleats with her one hand and added them to Raman's hold. Raman held them one by one neatly. With the increasing amount of closeness with every pleat, Ishita could almost hear her own heartbeat. When the final pleat was done, he was very close to her and looking straight into her eyes with his magnanimously manly eyes. She made Raman hold the last pleat and tried to get them all in her hand. Raman handed them over to her and held her fingers. They stood less than an inch away, looking into each other. Raman, as he touched her hands, felt his heart race and felt the magic of togetherness and of being a pair of destiny. He came a bit closer and she stepped back a bit. "Lo...hogaya sab?", he said in his deep voice. She felt his breath being so close and said, "Nahi...". "Nahi? Aur kya karna hai...?". "Kuch nahi...", she said and inserted the pleats, "Ouch!", she winced. "Kya hua?", he looked down in a jiffy. "Kuch nahi...bas...lag gaya...", she said and inserted all the pleats. "Hmm...baaki chodo", he said and slightly pushed the hanging bits of the saree along the rim into her hip line and made it look neat. He noticed his hands shivering, yet controlled to looked controlled. Ishita kept looking at him, blushing throughout this ordeal with nervousness and shyness running parallel inside her, completely bowled by his charm and charisma. He looked up and corrected her pallu as well till the pin and asked her through his eyes, "Ok?". She blushed and nodded.
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