IshRa SS- 'Tera Hone Laga Hoon' Final Part(s) updated Pg 8 - Page 6

heya!

Hey waiting for ur next update.

Btw what should I call u?

Originally posted by: ..dreamygatz..

<font face="Times New Roman, Times, serif" size="3" color="#990033">heya!</font>

<font face="Times New Roman, Times, serif" size="3" color="#990033">guess am too late to comment!</font>

<font face="Times New Roman, Times, serif" size="3" color="#990033">hayee i mess up with PMs.. so take time for me to check PMs 😆</font>

<font face="Times New Roman, Times, serif" size="3" color="#990033">well! wow its so beautiful! i enjoy reading ua stories.. they are quite awesome n fresh!</font>

<font face="Times New Roman, Times, serif" size="3" color="#990033">IshRa my new ❤️ just cant get enough of them and here u go !</font>

<font face="Times New Roman, Times, serif" size="3" color="#990033">wohoo i enjoyed this!!!</font>

<font face="Times New Roman, Times, serif" size="3" color="#990033">loved the clinic scene! am curious to know did ruhi n raman bought gift? then what is it? when he is gonna give to Ishitha!</font>

<font face="Times New Roman, Times, serif" size="3" color="#990033">u write so beautifully!</font>

<font face="Times New Roman, Times, serif" size="3" color="#990033">waiting for story to unfold!</font>

Hey Gayatri, Thanks a ton fr such a lovely comment🤗...Means a lot..Well said abt IshRa ❤️... will update next part(s) today only ;)

Originally posted by: florine_20

Hey waiting for ur next update.

Btw what should I call u?

Thanks dear.. will post update in an hour :D
You can call me 'Namy' :)

Part- 2

Here goes part 2 and the 3rd/Final Parts.. Apologies in advance as both the parts have been turned out exceptionally long.. Final part posted on the next page no. 9.. Thank you..

"Raman, can I have a window seat?"

"No."

"Can you please put this hand bag in the overhead locker?"

"Do it on your own."

"Don't you get tired of being cranky all the time?"

"It's pretty much handy when you're around."

"Hadd hai."

"Exactly my words. Ab tum apana muh bandh rakhogi thodi der k liye toh mai kuchh mails k reply kar saku." Raman frowned and shifted in his seat. He fixed his gaze back to his cell and read the same mail for the third time.

"Awful.. Heartless Ravan Kumar." She grunted and rolled her eyes in exasperation.

"Oh please, let me help you with this" A masculine voice spoke from her behind. Ishita startled and turned. A man in black suit smiled at her charmingly and helped her to place her hand bag in the compartment above. "Thank you." Ishita spoke with extra sugar sweet smile. Raman noticed this exchange of friendly smiles through corner of his eyes. He felt a tinge of a burning sensation in his chest.. Jealousy?? He baffled.. No.. It can't be.. Acidity.. He concluded.

She sat back down beside him and clipped the seat belt. He stole another glance at her and taken by her pure & nave beauty. The more he tried to ignore her existence, the more he intimidated by her lively aura, her simplicity, her kind & gentle nature, her generosity, her love and affection for Ruhi- for her Family- for his family, her high spirit, her no- pretense attitude, her way of finding goodness in every person . He never intended to notice her physical beauty- her infectious smile, the sparkle in her eyes when she goaded him any arguments, the stubbornness of her nose when she got angry.. but he was shocked to realize that his mind had taken notice of every tiny details related to her..

"Raman, flight is taking off.." Ishita whispered in his ear. He almost jumped in his seat.

"W.. What do you think you're doing? Tumhe flight attendant ka part time job diya hai jo mere kaan mai announcement repeat kar rahi ho.. I heard the announcement." He snapped back fiercely. He was already flustered with the trail of his thoughts..

"W..woh .. a..ctually..." Ishita stammered. He turned his face to her and stunned to see tight lines around her mouth. Her eyes turned timid and he saw a tinge of anxiety in her expression. He narrowed his eyes and his temple wrinkled.

On the other hand, Ishita was facing the worst Phobia of her life, she was making a futile attempt to relax from a long time but the truth was that her body was so tensed it almost ached.

He regarded her stance for a moment and the reality hit him. He couldn't help and grinned. Could it be possible that Jhansi ki Rani-----? Was it possible----?

"You've got a flying Phobia." He declared with a shrewd grin.

Ishita noticed a shrewd smile tug at corner of his mouth and she fumed. "No." She lied and accidently laid her hand over his on the armrest. The contact shocked them both- He tried to pull away his hand when the plane rattled. Ishita clutched his arm in a pure panic.

He opened his mouth to mock her but stopped at her panicky gasp. "Ayyo Murgan, its taking off." She shut her eyes tightly. The plane rattled again and rumbled down the runway. Raman felt the death grip hold on his arm. It was apparent that she'd awful flying phobia, yet she'd taken up this tour for Ruhi. Her selfless and unconditional love for Ruhi touched his heart again. Raman noticed her knuckled turned white and she looked as if she would faint at any moment. He knew he needed to say something but what----

"Tum khud ko toh akele sambhal nahi sakti aur tum Ruhi ko sambhalne chali thi." He spoke the first thing came in his mind. That made her eyes sprang open. She turned to him with sparkled eyes. So, it worked.. Raman concluded.

He held her anxious gaze for a moment. Her hair hand turned loose and a lock of her hair started teasing her face. It did magic.. Unconsciously, he reached out and tucked it behind her ear. A gasp of surprise left her lips. His fingers settled around her nape. She found it difficult to breath. He inched forward and her eyes closed involuntary. She felt his warm breath her face and...

"Your cabin crew warmly welcomes you onboard. Passengers are informed that the fasten sea-belt' sign is off now.. Have a good journey with us!! Thank you.. Ting tong..

The cabin crew' announcement buzzed and it jolted her. Raman pulled away his hand to his side and cleared his throat. Her eyes jerked open. She found him watching her closely, a devilishly sly smile playing on his lips. What the hell just happened? She felt flushed, embarrassed, jumpy, uncomfortable and nervous- all at the same time. Her uneasiness elated him.

"Umm.. If you're flying phobia has got over, can I just get back my arm?" He asked wittily. Ishita's eyes narrowed in confusion and she followed his gaze. Her eyes fell on her hand that still clutched his arm tightly. Gasping in a shock, she pulled her arm away and swallowed in embarrassment.

Raman noticed red color crept on her face." I must say you've got a strong grip. "He goaded her while massaging his wrist. She kept silent and her cheeks turned scarlet red.

"Remind me to wear something like a metal arm next time."He teased her and got up from his seat. He made his way to washroom and Ishita released a long breath that she was holding from a long.

Damn him.. Was he really going to kiss her?? Her heart skipped a beat.. "No.. It must be her mere imagination.. the whole thing must have been made up by her timid mind.. She swallowed.. Thank God she came back to her senses on time before making fool of herself.. But Damn him for giving mixed signals all the time.. She cursed him some more in Tamil..

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They reached Shimla after Ruhi.. They'd booked the room in the same hotel.. but their room was located in different building of the hotel.. The first day went very quiet.. Ishita wanted to go down at night to check on Ruhi but Raman'd stopped her.. And lectured her to let Ruhi on her own.. and let her enjoy the trip..

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Next morning, Ruhi called Ishita and informed her that they were going to play a basket ball match at a basket ball ground situated next to the Hotel.. She also informed that the Hotel guests were also invited to cheer them up.
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Ishita got ready and looked at herself in the mirror. Her reflection looked absolutely stunning in a Aquarium color silk halter top which showed a lot of skin and a white body fit jeans... Ravan Kumar, I wish I could kill you. She flipped her hair back and made sure it covered her half bared back. She checked herself in the mirror again and blew a kiss," Not bad Ishu, you really look stunning. Time for showdown.. She squared her shoulder and stepped out from wash room.

"I am ready. Let's go." She spoke delightfully.

Raman lifted his gaze at the tone of her voice and he chocked on water he was drinking. He starred at her mesmerized.. Ishita narrowed her gaze and he cleared his throat. He opened his mouth but no words came out, he'd to clear his throat again. "What do you think you're wearing? "His voice sounded hoarse to his ears.

Ishita shrugged her shoulder," Wohi jo aap ne itne pyaar se mere liye laya hai." She spoke with a sarcastic smile.

Agreed, he'd paid for that Aquarium color halter top plus white jeans... but he certainly hadn't been prepared to see her in that outfit. Actually, he was very angry with her when he'd gotten to know about Ruhi's shimla picnic... And he'd no intention of buying anything for her.. But Ruhi was so adamant to buy an elegant salwar suit for her Ishi maa.. But he'd made her buy western outfit instead.. The outfit that he'd thought she would never approve or put on.. But here she was.. Wearing that damn sensuous halter top and jeans that fitted her more snugly at all right places..She did look lovely, elegant, stunning, and... enchanting.. His heart did a double take.

Was that an admiration lurked his eyes before he masked it with a scowl? Ishita narrowed her gaze.

"Tum yeh pehn k bahar jane wali ho.. Tumhe zara bhi sharm nahi hai?" He growled.

Wasn't he sounded a bit irrational and possessive.. He tensed at that thought.

"Jab aap ne yeh select kiya mere liye tab aap ko sharm nahi aayi?" She snapped back in an even tone.

"Actually I'd not expected you would wear it." He frowned, his forehead wrinkled.

She held his gaze and he saw disappointment in her eyes. Her eyes were indeed the mirror of her soul and that was the reason he always tried to avoid eye contact with her. Little did she know he was having a difficult time to prevent his gaze from checking her out again.. He looked away and swore again.. She felt offended by his gesture.

"I did gather that. That's the reason I am wearing it." She retorted.

There was a silent for a moment. Ishita sighed and sobered, "Never mind.. Wasise aap ko nahi lagta k Ruhi k teachers ne galti se bhi muje in kapdo mai kahi dekh liya, toh bhi woh muje pehchan nahi payenge." She inquired skeptically.

"Ya right. In that case, muje kya pehnna chahiye? Tumhari kanjiwaram Saari, right ?" He spoke flatly with a bland expression but she caught a gleam of amusement in his eyes.

This man was seriously beyond her understanding. Ishita chewed her cheeks from inside to stifle a laugh. She pretended to look giving it a thought..

"Joke tha.. Usme bhi itna dimag pe zor dalna padta hai tumhe?" He spoke sardonically.

Ishita opened her mouth to snap back but Raman's cut in, "Pata nhi kaisi Doordarshan channel' wali black & white family se paala pada hai.. Humour k naam pe zero.."

Ishita narrowed her gaze and threw her hands in frustration, "'Doordarshan channel' wali family? Kuchh bhi.."

"Han.. Doordashn channel wali" He quoted it with his hands and continued, "Jab dekho tab ghar pe classical music ya regional news channel hi chalti hai tumhare ghar mai.. Arey yeh 21^st century mai Doordarshan channel kaun dekhta hai?

Ek tumhari amma- jo Murgo ko bhi complex de de. Unse pehle toh woh uth jati hai.. Pata nahi kaun sa zaruti kaam itni jaldi sbah uth k karna hota hai..

Aur tumhre appa- unko tumhari amma pure din bolne nahi deti toh bolne ka quota raat ko sapno mai bol k nikalte hai..

Aur tumhari behen Vandu- Use toh sidhe muh baat hi nahi karni aati..

Aur woh Mihika- uss ka toh kuchh kaam uski akka ko puchhe bia hota hi nahi..

aur sab ka baap woh chhota kakhajura- Kya naam hai uska? Han shravan.. Naam mai se Sh' hatado toh sari qualities Ravan wali hai usme.. Tum muje Ravan Kumar bolti ho na.. Zara uss ka attitude or harkatain notice karo.. Fir pata chalega Ravan kise bulate hai.."

Ishita looked at him opened mouthed, her eyes widened in shock. She shook her head in disbelief," Aap na... Kuchh bhi.." She threw her hand in the air. "Mere ghar ki baat kar rahe ho.. Kabhi apni family ki harkaton ko notice kiya hai?"

"Har roz karta hun.. Usme kya hai?? Circus jaisi hai...Aur circus hi sahi entertain toh karti hai meri family.. Aur waise woh ab tumhara ghar aur tumhari family hai."

"Toh mere amma apppa ka ghar aur family bhi aap ki family hai."

"Yaar kabhi toh original line socha karo. Aur maine kab mana kiya k who meri family nahi hai.. Mai toh bas honest ho k fact bata raha tha. Woh tumhari amma hamesha bolti hai na "Our Ishu is very honest." He mimicked Madhavi's accent.

Ishita pursed her lips tight to stifle a laugh.. She opened her mouth to speak and closed it again.

"Kuch proper reply dimag mai nahi aa raha na? He spoke again "Thik hai.. Take your own time.. Jab kuchh yaad aa jaye tab bol dena."

Ishita faked a smile," Ho gaya aap ka?? Shall we leave now?? Ruhi's game will start in five minutes." She turned and grinned. Kya aadmi hai?? She removed a black color stylish cardigan from the wardrobe and wore it over a halter top.

Oky, so this Skin show' was only for his eyes...Thank God!! He released a breath of relief and roamed his eyes over her outfit once again. A slow jolt of electricity passed through her body as his eyes reached to her face. He'd wanted to say something else, but instead he said, "Do I have any other choice?" Not a question.. It was a statement.. With that he shook his head and strode out of room not sparing her another glance..

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"Hadd hai.. Picnic pe bhi koi bachho ko basket ball khilata hai?" "Aur basket ball bhi koi game hai? " "Aww Ruhi, mera bacchaa,' tan' ho jayega itni dhoop mai." "Delhi pohchte hi mai school me complain karnne wali hun.""Arey, aap ne dekha who ladki ko kaise Ruhi ko bully kiya?" Ishita kept fussing over game and Raman kept massaging her forehead in irritation.

"Arey, wasn't that a foul?"She inquired.

"It's not a football. Yeh game hathon se hi khela jata hai." He spoke sarcastically.

"Ohh.. haaann.. Par basket ko itna upar rakhna zaruri hota hai? Kaha bachho ki height aur kahan basket ko rakhha hai.. Hadd hai.."

"Basketball helps to grow taller. Now you please shut up and let me watch the game." Raman jeered.

"Ohh I see.. Kash aap ki school mai bhi basketball compulsory hota." She spoke tongue in cheek.

Raman shot her a furious glare. "Has anyone ever told you that you've got a sharp tongue?" He hissed angrily.

She shook her head "No" and looked away, pursing her lips to hide a smile. His gaze fixed on her face again. What the heck was the matter with him? He couldn't seem to put a finger on the feeling that had started creeping through him recently.

"Ohh mera bachha.." Raman heard her adoring voice and followed her gaze. He saw Ruhi waving at them delightfully when none of his teachers paid attention. He waved back smilingly and decided to settle his eyes on a ball.. and nothing else..

"Raman, did you see how that girl tried to push Ruhi?" Ishita spoke after five minutes. Some people shout displeasure. Ishita started to get up and Raman grabbed her hand," Have you gone mad? Tum kar kya rahi ho? Yeh game aise hi khele jata hai.. Agar tumhe iss game k bare mai pata nahi hai toh chup raho aur apne dimag pe zyada zor mat dalo." He muttered annoyingly. She sat back muttering in Tamil.

"See.. See that girl pushed Ruhi again." She spoke accusingly after five minutes. .

"Didn't you see how Our Ruhi elbowed that girl?" Raman smiled at Ruhi's typical Punjabi' temper while tackling with her opponent.

Our Ruhi' .. His words stuck in Ishita's mind and her heart fluttered in a exhilaration.

The girl pushed Ruhi one more time and Ruhi fell on the ground and faked a cry. Ishita yelled in anger and went on running.. before Raman get a chance to stop her.. "Ab Jhansi ki rani ko rokna mushkil hai."He grumbled.

Ruhi got up from the ground as she saw her Ishi maa marching down towards her. Someone stopped Ishita and she yelled at him," Aap ko dikh nahi raha, wahan meri bachhi gir gayi hai aur aap muje wahan jane se rok rahe ho?"

"Madam game abhi chalu hai aur aap field pe nahi ja sakti."

Ruhi's class teacher heard the noise and she came forward," What's the matter?" She was stunned, "Mrs. Bhalla? What're you doing here?"

Ishita opened her mouth to speak but Raman cut in,"Umm.. Hello.. Umm actually what a coincidence!! We are also staying in the same hotel. And we'd got an invitation to attend this match."He stood beside Ishita.

"Mr. Bhalla? " Ruhi's teacher was doubly shocked. "Mr. Bhalla, parents are strictly instructed not to follow their children. It's a rule. Your child is our responsibility for three days."

"Yes I know.. Par Ruhi whahan ground pe..." Ishita started but Raman interjected again, ," Ruhi is absolutely fine. I know.." He glared at Ishita and then turned his eyes to Ruhi's teacher, "Well, actually ... umm we are here to attend a conference. And I think we should head for it."

Ruhi's teacher didn't look convinced, she said," Whatever.. But please make sure you don't follow Ruhi anymore. As I said she is our responsibility for three days."

Ishita opened her mouth to protest but Raman clapped his hand over her mouth and dragged her out of the ground

"Were you seriously out of your mind? I cant believe what you did.. Unbelievable!!." He shook his head in disbelief and raked his hand through his hair. He didn't understand whether he should laugh or shook her for her impulsive-insane act.

Ishita jerked away his hand and gave him a fierce look," Aap ne kya kiya? Wahan Ruhi ro rahi the aur aap ne muje uss se milne bhi nahi diya." She accused him.

"Ishi maa" Ruhi's cheerful voice stopped their argument.

"Ohh Ruhi, mera bachha. Aap yaha kya kar rahe ho?" Ishita walked towards her and knelt down.

"Woh teacher ne muje 5 minutes aap se baat karne ki permission di hai." She spoke delightfully and hugged her Ishi Maa "Ishi maa, you're looking so beautiful in this outfit. " Hai na papa?" She asked delightedly.

Ishita heard a reluctant Hmmm' of Ravan Kumar Bhalla and she gritted her teeth.

"Umm.. bachha tumhe kahi chot noh nahi lagi na?" She checked Ruhi's arms and legs for any bruises. Raman was really touched by her concern for his daughter.

"Arey Ishi maa muje kuchh bhi nahi huwa hai.. Woh toh mai rone ka natak kar rahi thi." Ruhi giggled.

"What? Par kyo?" Ishita shocked.

"I don't like that girl.. We're not friends. She always try to bully me.. Isliye kal maine bhi use bully kiya aur uss wajah se woh aaj mujse bohot angry hai." She spoke flatly.

"Par bachha aise nahi karte. Kya kiya aap ne kal?"

"Maine uss k bag mai rubber wali lizard daal di thi.. Aur fir who itna dar gayi aur chillayi.." She clapped her hands and laughed.

Ishita turned her head and looked up at Raman. Raman gave her I-told-you-i-know-my-daughter' look.

Ishita sighed and turned back to ruhi, "Listen baby, aisa nahi karte. It's a bad thing. Aap abhi ja k uss ladki ko sorry' bologi, promise?"

Ruhi's face fell. She looked up at her dad. Raman winked at her and showed her his Crossed fingers'.

Ruhi smiled at him and spoke to Ishita," Promise." Ruhi crossed her fingers behind her back.

Aww mera naughty bachha." She spoke adoringly and kissed her cheek. As she got up, Raman walked over and grinned. Ishita arched an eyebrow at him but he shook his head nothing'. He swept Ruhi in his arms and mimicked Ishita's voice," Aww mera naughty bachha." Ruhi giggled and kissed his dad,"Papa aap ne aaj bhi shave nahi ki.. Kal aap pakka shave karoge, promise?" She winked smilingly.

Raman couldn't help but laugh at his daughter" Ruhi wala promise." He winked back. Father and daughter laughed amusingly and Ishita's lips widened into a broad smile.

Next part continued on the next page...

Part 2 on the previous page- 8

Part 3/Final Part

It was past 7 pm. Raamn finished his last business call. Ishita'd gone for a short walk and he'd preferred to stay back in the hotel room to make some important business call. He reclined fully in the chair and rested his hands behind his head. Ishita's huge black eyes, dark long hair, infectious laugh teased his brain again. There was something about her that kept her stuck in his mind. Since past few days, he was experiencing some weird feeling inside his heart and he was not able to put a finger on it. Too distracted to work, too anxious to go out, he finally shut off his laptop. He got up from the chair and wandered over to the window. He stared out across the garden and instantly his eyes fell on the Object of his distraction & anxiety'. Her body looked tensed and her face looked furious. He shifted his gaze to the person with whom she was talking to. Shagun!! What the hell was she doing here? He felt an urge of protecting her from Shagun. Instantly, he grabbed his cell and room keys and strode out of room.

Ishita was walking back to hotel when someone stopped her in her track.

"Ishita? Hii.." Shagun stopped right in front of Ishita.

"Shagun?" Ishita startled to see her.

What a pleasant surprise!!" She smiled shrewdly.

"Hmm.." Ishita faked a smile.

"Raman bhi sath mai aaya hai?" Shagun inquired.

What kind of question that was. A tinge of anger set on Ishita's nose tip," Han." She replied curtly.

Shagun ran an arrogant gaze over Ishita's cloths, "Makeover, han? Well, you look.. umm." She searched for a phrase to insult her.

"Enchanting..." Raman finished for her, encircling a protective arm around Ishita's waist. Ishita looked up startled. Raman's eyes bore into her and an adorable smile played on his lips. He held her gaze and mumbled, "enchanting and pure.. " His eyes looked very serious and intense. She lost in his hypnotic gaze.. Time and place were forgotten..

Shagun made an awful grunting sound. Ishita startled again.. but Raman retained his composure. He shifted his eyes to Shagun, "Ohh.. Shagun!! " His wrinkled his forehead, "What a surprise to see you here!! Not a pleasant though."

Shagun lifted her gaze from Ishita's waist to Raman's face. Ishita noticed a tinge of jealousy in Shagun's eyes and smugness on Raman's face. Reality hit her.. So here he was using her again for his selfish ego.. She muttered inside. She made a futile attempt to free herself from his firm grip but he held her captive by tightening his hold around her waist.

Raman looked around and spoke to Shagun," Wasie tumhara lambu boyfriend kahi nahi dikh raha. Ahhaa.. " He rubbed his chin with his free hand. "Kahi business mai itna bada loss suffer karne k baad tumhe akele apne haal pe toh nahi chhod diya na? " He spoke shrewdly.

"Ashok yahi hai. Shimla mai. Hotel mai mera wait kar raha hai." Shagun retorted crossing her arms. "Waise Raaman, I must say k Ishita ka jadoo tum pe chalne laga hai. Humne itna time Delhi mai sath mai bitaya par tum muje kabhi bhi Shimla nahi leke aaye. Isn't it strange?" She provoked him.

"Ishita is special." He spoke intensely, darting a passionate glance at Ishita. His warm and doting gaze, unnerved her again. If she hadn't known his intention so well, she might have fallen under his charade. She felt sick at stomach at his selfish attitude of using her to bait his ex wife.. She shivered in agony which didn't go unnoticed by either Raman or Shagun.

Shagun darted a suspicious glance at Ishita. Raman spoke softly, "Well Shagun, you'll have to excuse us. We will have to get back to our room. Ishita ko zayada thand mai rehne ki adat nahi hai. An its not a good idea to let your wifey fall sick on your Honeymoon."He winked at Ishita and smile slyly at Shagun..

Ishita fumed at his nerve.. Shagun's eyes turned red that reflected her anger mingled with pure jealousy. She shook her head "ya..bye." She got in her car in an angry huff and drove off.

Ishita's fingers curled in the fists. She pursed her lips in a fury. Go to hell Rama Bhalla. . Tears of distress started building back of her eyelids. She counted till ten..

Raman's grip loosened around her waist but he didn't let her go. Ishita whirled around, fury blazed in her eyes. She was angry.. Hell angry.. He could see it in her eyes.. He rubbed his temple in exasperation, "Ishita, look there is no need to overreact. I did it to.." He said flatly.

"Overreact?" She interjected heatedly. " You're telling me not to OVEREACT? Tumne muje samaj kya rakhha hai, Raman Kumar Bhalla?" She exploded.

"Ishita don't make a scene, people are staring." Raman hissed angrily and grabbed her hand. "How dare you? Just leave me." Ishita struggled to free her arm but he didn't budge. He dragged her to the far corner of the road. Ishita flung his arm away, "Don't you dare to touch me ever again." She seethed.

"What do you think; I really crave to touch you. I did it to protect you."

"Protect me? Or protect your selfish male ego?" The words burst out from her in explosion of resentment.

Fury erupted through his entire body. He clenched his hands to his sides before they reach out to throttle her. "We have married for a reason. It's a marriage of convenience and I understand it too well.. Dammit..."His harsh words sounded callous to his ears.

She was emotionally tattered by his insensitive attitude. She fought back tears with a simultaneous urge to slap him.

"Yes I know. I know we got married for a selfish reason. We'd agreed not to expect anything from this marriage. But.. "Her throat ached and she chocked back pain. She gave up the struggled to hold on to her shattered dignity as she spoke again, "But the things have been changed after this marriage. I've changed. I do expect something from you."

He felt as if someone punched him in stomach. Fury and shock robed his voice for a moment. His eyes turned wary, "What do you mean?" He asked in a low voice.

"Respect." She forced words out of her mouth, "I do expect "respect" from you, Raman. I am tired of being treated like Nothing'. Kabhi Shagun ko dikhane aap ne mere sath Holi khe li.. Kabhi Ruhi k liye aap ne muje gale laga liya. Kabhi Aditya k liye aap ne muje sab k samne humiliate kar diya.. Kab tak yeh chalega, Raman? Have it ever occurred to you even I do have emotions. I can not handle all this anymore. I ----- " Her throat felt dry.

Raman saw soul-destroying pain mingled with accusation in those huge eyes. His body froze in agony. He felt as if she'd slapped him. He stood there like a statue, his jaw clenched.

She swallowed hard and her voice quivered when she asked, "Just tell me one thing honestly.. Do you still love Shagun?" Do you __" She stopped short, shocked by the slip of question.

Raman was shocked, incredulous and extremely outraged by her question. His jaw tightened, his eyes cold and his voice was harsh when he spoke," That's none of your business."

He neither accepted nor denied it. And it hurt her even more. She could swear she'd seen a tinge of jealousy in Shagun's eyes and it'd unsettled her. She didn't know whether it was a jealousy or her insecurity or fear of losing Ruhi.. and Raman.. She felt pathetic and miserable.

Miffed by his icy attitude, she laughed bitterly, "Yes. You don't have to answer it. It's written all over your face that you still love her. And I don't give a damn how you'd planned to bring her back in your life." She spoke heatedly "but I swear I will not let Ruhi suffer -------" Her voice chocked and she swallowed.

That was the last blow; He tried hard with all his might to control his temper. But her last accusation sparked his temper full-fledged. He felt as if she'd stabbed a knife deep into his heart and twisted it twice. He grabbed her shoulders. Ishita gasped in alarm but he ignored it.

His eyes blazed fiercely," Who the hell do you think you are to accuse me like that? Tum janti kya ho mere aur uss aurat k past relationship k bare mai." He gripped her shoulder hard and Ishita flinched, "Do you know how it feels when someone betrayed your trust. Someone impaired your dignity, your pride, your ego. Exposed your vulnerability and make you pitiable in the eyes of society. That woman has ripped apart my sense of worth. She has turned a simple man to bitter and harsh jerk and you're accusing me of loving her? "Raman spoke heatedly.

"Uss aurat ne mujse mera Aadi chhin liye hai. Mera Aadi aaj mujse nafrat karta hai.. And you're accusing me of loving her??" He stopped and jerked her away.

"I swear I will not let anyone.. I repeat anyone.. take my children away from me.. My life revolves around my children. And so far as that woman is concerned, I hate her to the core."His voice also chocked and he struggled to regain his composure.

She stared him in distressed immobility; His bitterness, callous- cold behavior.. It all started making sense. The agonizing pain that she witnessed in his black eyes, took her breath away.

He turned abruptly and pressed bridge of his nose, trying hard to push back heated tears clogging in his eyes.

The silence stretched. The anger, loathing for this man died inside her heart and it replaced with empathy and some other feeling that she was afraid to name. He'd always appeared so cold and invulnerable to her that she'd thought him incapable of deep feeling.

She stared at his rigid back, "You wont be able to let this hatred feeling go and move on in your life until you stop hating her.. You need to move on, Raman. "

She'd audacity to lecture further. He fumed.

She tried to reach him but stopped in her track as she saw him turned. Raman found shattering tenderness in her eyes. Those eyes trying to convince him that she understood how he felt.. that she cared for him.. and it infuriated him.. First she accused him coldly and now she was showing concern. Casting her cold and forbidden glance, he spoke heatedly," Just go and leave me alone.. Go.."

She saw hatred and fury in his eyes and her heart shattered into hundred of pieces. The tiny hope died inside her heart at his cold attitude. She opened her mouth to speak but he glanced away. Wiping tears of distress, she turned on her heels and started walking down on the road taking long strides. Right now, she craved for a quite corner to cry her heart out. The emotions muddled inside her heart. Her head throbbed vigorously. She felt her energy to shrink and a got a feeling that she might pass out at any moment. Her steps felt wobbly and unsteady.

Why his life was so harsh and cruel to him? He thought savagely. In haze pain, Raman saw her walking away.. from him. He felt something amiss.. She was walking right in the middle of the road taking unsteady steps. Why the hell she was walking at the middle of the road.. What if any vehicles"" Words dried on his mouth as he saw a truck coming straight to her.

Damn.. His breath froze between his lung and throat and he ran off to her rescue.

All happen at once. Ishita tried to keep balance but her head spun.. Her knees gave away and there was momentarily blackness. "Ishita..." She heard his panicky grasp from behind and a hand hurled her ... as she closed her eyes.

She felt a feather light touch on her cheeks and she opened her eyes slowly. Her eyes met with his. He knelt beside her with one supporting arm around her back and other arms holding her face in a firm hold.. She blinked her eyes in confusion, momentarily disoriented. Then it came back to her.

"Are you oky." Raman spoke anxiously; his gaze was no longer cold or calloused but speculative.

She just shook her head and swallowed. Her throat felt dry.

"Were you out of your mind? Rastey k bich mai koi chalta hai? Aur dhyan kahan tha tumhara? Itna bada truck bhi nahi dikhayi de raha tha tumhe? Bekoof aurat. Agar muj se thodi si bhi der ho jati toh pata hai..." His voice shrilled with anger.

His first instinct was to shake her as hard as he possibly could. His heart had almost stopped beating when he saw the truck and her unsteady steps at the middle of the road. He didn't know how he felt- scared, worried, angry? The emotions flew through him so fast he couldn't keep track of them. Though, he was still hell furious with him, somewhere in his heart he still felt compassion for her.

How much he denied but she could see fear in his eyes and hear concern in his voice. Ishita tried to get out from his half embrace," I am oky." but as she moved, sense of pain shoot up and she stumbled back in his arm Ayoo.. Murgan."

"Han ab tumhare Murgan ko hi bulao madad k liye." He sneered. She wanted to shove him back for his high-headed attitude but she didn't have strength. She didn't like the way he was looming over her and making her defenseless.

She watched him removed his cell phone, dialed a number and howled an order," I need a car right now." He gave a landmark and continued, And a doctor in my room ASAP."

She forced herself to her feet, only to realize her legs weren't working all that well. "Ahhh.." She hissed in pain and mumbled, "My ankle hurts. I think I sprained my ankle.""

"You think? Ohh so your brain is still functional. " Raman spoke sarcastically and continued, "Now stop moving. Let me have a look how bad it is." He reached for her ankle but hesitated.

"Would you please stop being sarcastic for a moment. I am sure it's a sprain. I am a doctor if you don't remember." Ishita grumbled.

"You're a dentist.. Not a Doctor." He said sarcastically.

She ignored her comment and tried to pull her legs but it ached.

He shifted little, tried to pick her up. She spoke immediately, "Mai thik hu.. Mai khadi sakti hun."

"Fine." He got up, shooting her a furious glance.

She pulled up her left knee for support to get up. Sense of pain flares up again and she stumbled back.

Raman counted till five.. Then hauled her in his arms before she protested. Instinctively, she put his hand around his neck for support," Raman, what are you doing?"

"What does it look like I am doing?? Tum khud to chal nahi sakti ho.. Ya toh mai tumhe utha k car k andar rakhunga ya toh who driver.. Choice is yours. Shall I call the Driver?" He said curtly.

His eyes looked serious and unreadable to her. Solemnly, she shook her head No'. Raman looked away and stifled a smile ashe carried her to the car.

*****************

Raman was reclined in the chair next to her. The doctor had concluded that it was an ankle sprain and she would have to take a rest until tomorrow.. The pain killer had made her sleep like the dead.. He listened to her steady heartbeats.

"Ruhi." She cried in pure panic and Raman jolted.

He scooted forward and sat down in the bed beside her. "Ishita, are you oky?" He touched her face.

She jerked away her hand and sat up. Her eyes still closed and her face wet with tears," She is taking Ruhi with her. Stop her." Her voice quivered and her body trembled in the panic.

Raman shook her shoulder." Ishita, get up.. Its just a nightmare. Ruhi is fine." He spoke loudly. She quickly opened her eyes at his sound. She looked at him disoriented. She blinked her eyes and did unexpected. She hugged him, burying her face against his shirt. "Tell her to give Ruhi back to me."

Raman's heart hammered. Reflexively, he put his hands around her. "Ruhi is fine."He spoke and stroked her bake. After a moment, she lifted her misty- nave eyes at him, "Please dot let her take Ruhi away from me. I will die if she will take my Ruhi away from me." She pleaded.

It took a while to his brain to register what she was saying. It hit him then.. Her insecurity.. Her fear of losing Ruhi.. Hadn't he felt the same when he was on a verge of losing custody of Ruhi?? A chill run through his body.

"No one is going to take away Ruhi from you. I promise you." He spoke gently and pushed a piece of hair off her face in a tender gesture. His tender words and his gesture undid her. She put her face back in his chest and heard his rapid heart beats. Was he still upset with her? She wondered.

He stroke top of his head- a gentle & loving touch that made her eyes watery again. He always confused her with his words and his gestures. Presently, she felt so warm ad secure in his arms that she couldn't bear to let go of him. She decided to keep all her doubts and insecurities at bay and give their relationship a chance.

There was a deadly silence. Raman noticed her heartbeats calmed down in a normal rhythm and he felt her warm breath on his chest. He tried to calm down his rapid heartbeats.

"Raman?" She spoke softly.

"Hmm.." He wasn't sure whether she was awake or under influence of drug.

"I am sorry about the evening.. I shouldn't have accused you like that." She apologized sincerely.

He smiled and put his chin over her head," Tell me this tomorrow. I am not sure it is you talking or medicine making you apologies."

She also smiled and mumbled, "Ravan Kumar."

His smile widened. So she was very much awake. He felt peaceful having her in his arm. Life has given him another chance and he decided not to let it slip away.

She relaxed in his arms. He tightened his hold around her.

A silent promise to her that he would try to make everything alright between them.. Tomorrow..

-The End-

heyee namy dear🤗

first of all a ton of sorry ,,,not fr unres 🤔

oyee shimla trp ... ...

RKB ..U NEED to bear ur wife tantrums to hell😆..after all ur a hubby ...every wife love attention from their hubby 😳...that part was typical one of nok-jhok****madam thank u****

lol somebody is jealous ...ayooo...i wish i could see him in that avatar in show!!!!

raman baba aap toh wild imganition mein hain admiring her ..😉. ..****i love the way u play with words fr describing his ishita *****

flight take off really seriously remind me of kajol ...haaa..hw irritated he is!!!...onliners marana zaroori hai kya har bar

wow..he feeling sensation hailaaa...more than ishu's fear!! he is lossing it ****i am on dreamland wake me up ...hw sweet of u****

"Umm.. If you're flying phobia has got over, can I just get back my arm?🤣

idhar aur udhar aag lagi hai...😉

whole conversation regarding dress!!!***it was fab..as writer u made ur audenice happy and worthy !!!**** raman serously admire ur wife / ur possiveness is treat fr us

doordashan one hailaaa...***u too smart girly***

i laugh out like hell...member wala liners!!! espically sharavan wala***tera humour achha hai ***

next one ...circus family ...ammmooo my laughter is making me mad ...**tera jai hooo***

ishu concern for ruhi...i love this duo to core.***.this part was awesome written ***

ruhi in raman bhallas avatar..hmm mean mast wala punjabi kudi...father traits are in his princess also***

part 3

i am imagining raman to core... ****bw his emotions and feelings are super up pinned up ...tadap itna mera dil toh hayeee winks***

object of distraction***lol my heart sensed something**

shagun and her lolllooo ...enchanting...haayeee hero ne mare entry...aur bajadiyaa shagun ka ghanata **sweet of ur mind **i am dead in that flow of his action and her reaction ***

lambu boyfreind 🤣🤣

ishita is special**faints***😳

wifey fall sick on ur honeymoon ..***more aag to ishita's angry **.

she is crying... ***too dramatic yet super ..haa..***

instant reaction frm RKB...WHAT U MEAN 😉 respect !!!**lol dirty mindoos going somewhere...shoo **

emotion scenes mera ku rula diya tu nee**lol part was super**

she asked a valid question...wht he said none of ur business..grrr

rest part i have no words***excellent ...emotion ka mashup **

lol i have to control...i love the way he blasted out his emotions /feeling he never shared to anyone in these years..and possessiveness or fear of losing his childerns yet leave him alone *** bow to u dear**

he lifted her ...shall i call the driver🤣 *tera humor haa**

yup caring raman...loved the way he relaxed ishita and dreamy hug...sorry part cute and reaction part to it super se upper

pleasant ending yet in dreamy ishra land

thank u fr ur lovely write up

love u dear😳

Very nice follow ups. I loved both the parts. Part 2 for its humour and part 3 for a very sweet conclusion...

Some parts I really liked:

jealousy vs acidity 😊

doordarshan family 😆

the way Raman describes her family (especially appa and his dreams)😆


KAash aapki school mein bhi basket ball compulsory hota 🤣

superb.I was hooked till the end."Ohh I see.. Kash aap ki school mai bhi basketball compulsory hota."I loved this one a lot.I cud easily visualize this scene n it was perfect.