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Note - An OS dedicated to those, who wanted Raman to see Ishita in the blue dress in today's epi! ;)
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"Ishita puttar hum Pammi ke ghar ja rahe hain,Tu jaldi aana!" Mrs.Bhalla said aloud from the hall so as to reach Ishita's ears who was in her room.
"Ji,Mummy ji." Ishita's voice came n with this the whole Bhalla family left for the welcome party of Srishti ; Pooja's baby.
-- A few minutes later --
Ishita came out of the bathroom in her bathrobe while hummin' "Lag ja gale ki phir ye haseen raat ho na ho.." The room was dimly lit as she didn't feel the need to put on all the lights n jz when she was about to open her suitcase, she felt someone's hand wrappin' around her waist from behind. She immediately tried to push back but all in vain. She was horrified. "Is he Parmeet.?" the only question occupied her mind but the next moment she felt herself blushin' as she realized that it's her Ravan Kumar.
"Raman.. aa.. aap.?" Ishita stammered.
"Qu.? Kisi aur ko expect kar rahi thi.?" Raman whispered.
On hearin' this the thought of Parmeet again ran through her mind "What if HE would've been here instead of Raman.?" It made her feel disgusted n in admist of these thoughts she snapped "SHUT UP!" makin' Raman free her, only to turn her to face him.
"What the hell is wrong with you.?" Raman asked angrily.
Ishita realized her mistake and wanted to explain Raman about her sudden reaction but she knew Raman wouldn't believe her so she decided to apologize n let it go.
"I'm Sorry.. I didn't mean that.." Ishita said apologetically.
"Then what did you mean.?" Raman switched on the lights n when he looked at Ishita, his anger seem to flew away n he kept kept lookin' at her. She was lookin' down, her hair was still wet, apology written all over her face n the last but not the least - She was in a bathrobe!
Ishita felt his gaze over her. She thought it's out of anger but when she looked up, she found him starin' at her with definitely not anger in his eyes n this is when she realized that she is wearin' only a bathrobe.
Ishita turned n was tryin' to open up her suitcase when she heard Raman -
"I want you to wear this.."
She turned to face him. He had that royal blue dress in his hand which he bought for her a couple of days back.
"Pooja ke baby ki welcome party mein jaana hai.. I can't.." n before Ishita could complete her sentence Raman interrupted "Dobara change kar lena.. But right now, wear this!" he handed her the dress.
"But.." Ishita tried to protest but seein' Raman's face she understood that it's useless.
~*~
Raman was talkin' to someone on his cell when his gaze got fixed on silver coloured heels n as his gaze moved upwards, words refused to come out of his mouth n he simply disconnected the call.
There stood his beautiful wife in a royal blue dress lookin' absolutely stunnin'. Ishita closed her eyes as she was blushin' way too much.
Raman's eyes froze on her blushin' face n before he could realize his actions, he was standin' a few inches away from her.
After few moments Ishita slowly opened her eyes only to witness Raman standin' a few inches away , smirking shamelessly at her Juliet antics.
She took a step backward n was about to turn when Raman held her wrist.
They shared a brief eyelock before Ishita looked away shyly. Raman smiled n lent closer near her ear "See.? The medium size fits you perfectly!" he whispered makin' Ishita blush even more.
He looked at her blushin' profusely n pulled her closer holdin' her from her waist. "I neva knew I have such an effect on you..Ishita!" he whispered against her neck makin' his hot breaths kiss her neck before he clould plant an actual kiss.
The moment Raman placed a soft, feathery kiss on Ishita's neck, she shivered. And as he moved to other side of her neck, she forgot to breath. Her mind stopped workin' rather she was way too shocked to even think. Jz then Raman's cell rang and grabbin' the opportunity Ishita literally ran inside the bathroom. She looked at her blushin'self in the mirror. She was breathin' heavily. She cursed herself for being a statue n her organs n senses for the momentary paralysis, caused by her Ravan Kumar's transformation into Romantic Kumar.
She splashed water on her face to wipe that blush off her face coz she knew Raman don't like her and she too has the mutual feelings for him.
"What is WRONG with Ravan Kumar.? Why is he behavin' like Romantic Kumar all of a sudden.?" She asked herself n a slide show of *Raman thankin' her in Tamil,* *Makin' Adi apologize to her*, *he givin' her dress* begun as if her inner self answered her questions.
"Why is Raman doin' all this.?" She smiled seein' herself in the mirror n added "It's true that off late things have changed but itna change.?"
"Is there something more than animosity n hatred between us.? Can we be more than only Ruhi's Parents? Is he takin' the first step.?" She asked herself but brushed the thought away sayin' "SHUP UP! Ishita. You're jz hallucinating!"
~*~
"Ishita puttar hum Pammi ke ghar ja rahe hain,Tu jaldi aana!" Mrs.Bhalla said aloud from the hall so as to reach Ishita's ears who was in her room.
"Ji,Mummy ji." Ishita's voice came n with this the whole Bhalla family left for the welcome party of Srishti ; Pooja's baby.
-- A few minutes later --
Ishita came out of the bathroom in her bathrobe while hummin' "Lag ja gale ki phir ye haseen raat ho na ho.." The room was dimly lit as she didn't feel the need to put on all the lights n jz when she was about to open her suitcase, she felt someone's hand wrappin' around her waist from behind. She immediately tried to push back but all in vain. She was horrified. "Is he Parmeet.?" the only question occupied her mind but the next moment she felt herself blushin' as she realized that it's her Ravan Kumar.
"Raman.. aa.. aap.?" Ishita stammered.
"Qu.? Kisi aur ko expect kar rahi thi.?" Raman whispered.
On hearin' this the thought of Parmeet again ran through her mind "What if HE would've been here instead of Raman.?" It made her feel disgusted n in admist of these thoughts she snapped "SHUT UP!" makin' Raman free her, only to turn her to face him.
"What the hell is wrong with you.?" Raman asked angrily.
Ishita realized her mistake and wanted to explain Raman about her sudden reaction but she knew Raman wouldn't believe her so she decided to apologize n let it go.
"I'm Sorry.. I didn't mean that.." Ishita said apologetically.
"Then what did you mean.?" Raman switched on the lights n when he looked at Ishita, his anger seem to flew away n he kept kept lookin' at her. She was lookin' down, her hair was still wet, apology written all over her face n the last but not the least - She was in a bathrobe!
Ishita felt his gaze over her. She thought it's out of anger but when she looked up, she found him starin' at her with definitely not anger in his eyes n this is when she realized that she is wearin' only a bathrobe.
Ishita turned n was tryin' to open up her suitcase when she heard Raman -
"I want you to wear this.."
She turned to face him. He had that royal blue dress in his hand which he bought for her a couple of days back.
"Pooja ke baby ki welcome party mein jaana hai.. I can't.." n before Ishita could complete her sentence Raman interrupted "Dobara change kar lena.. But right now, wear this!" he handed her the dress.
"But.." Ishita tried to protest but seein' Raman's face she understood that it's useless.
~*~
Raman was talkin' to someone on his cell when his gaze got fixed on silver coloured heels n as his gaze moved upwards, words refused to come out of his mouth n he simply disconnected the call.
There stood his beautiful wife in a royal blue dress lookin' absolutely stunnin'. Ishita closed her eyes as she was blushin' way too much.
Raman's eyes froze on her blushin' face n before he could realize his actions, he was standin' a few inches away from her.
After few moments Ishita slowly opened her eyes only to witness Raman standin' a few inches away , smirking shamelessly at her Juliet antics.
She took a step backward n was about to turn when Raman held her wrist.
They shared a brief eyelock before Ishita looked away shyly. Raman smiled n lent closer near her ear "See.? The medium size fits you perfectly!" he whispered makin' Ishita blush even more.
He looked at her blushin' profusely n pulled her closer holdin' her from her waist. "I neva knew I have such an effect on you..Ishita!" he whispered against her neck makin' his hot breaths kiss her neck before he clould plant an actual kiss.
The moment Raman placed a soft, feathery kiss on Ishita's neck, she shivered. And as he moved to other side of her neck, she forgot to breath. Her mind stopped workin' rather she was way too shocked to even think. Jz then Raman's cell rang and grabbin' the opportunity Ishita literally ran inside the bathroom. She looked at her blushin'self in the mirror. She was breathin' heavily. She cursed herself for being a statue n her organs n senses for the momentary paralysis, caused by her Ravan Kumar's transformation into Romantic Kumar.
She splashed water on her face to wipe that blush off her face coz she knew Raman don't like her and she too has the mutual feelings for him.
"What is WRONG with Ravan Kumar.? Why is he behavin' like Romantic Kumar all of a sudden.?" She asked herself n a slide show of *Raman thankin' her in Tamil,* *Makin' Adi apologize to her*, *he givin' her dress* begun as if her inner self answered her questions.
"Why is Raman doin' all this.?" She smiled seein' herself in the mirror n added "It's true that off late things have changed but itna change.?"
"Is there something more than animosity n hatred between us.? Can we be more than only Ruhi's Parents? Is he takin' the first step.?" She asked herself but brushed the thought away sayin' "SHUP UP! Ishita. You're jz hallucinating!"
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