IshRa OS - You Belong To Me!

A/N- A scene that I SO wish to see in YHM! It's in 4 parts & all the parts are posted one below the other! 200 Epis Special Post!!

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"Yes, be ready!" Ishita read the text and smiled. Bala's mother had organized a pooja for Vandita and her unborn baby along with a small get together to celebrate. Bala especially requested the Bhalla's for their presence and they reluctantly agreed. Ishita wasn't sure if Raman would like to attend it and so getting a confirmation text from him made her happy. She very well remembered the last encounter of Bala's mother with the Bhalla's. To be specific, Ruhi Bhalla and Raman Bhalla. Ishita smiled a tear, as she recalled how her li'l angel had subdued Bala's mother and everyone for calling her Ishi Maa, barren.

"Oye! Ishita.." Mrs.Bhalla called out, snapping Ishita out of her thoughts.

"Ji, Mummy ji.." Ishita came out of her room and noticed everyone was ready to leave.

"Hum log nikalte hain, tu Raman ke saath aa jaana" Mrs.Bhalla stated. Ishita nodded in response and with that, everyone left.

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Raman came home and used his keys to open the door 'cause he thought no one's at home as he didn't find Ishita's car in the parking.

"Jab wait karna hi nai tha toh poochha kyun ki main chaloonga ya nai?" He muttured to himself and directly marched towards his room. As soon as he opened the door, the sight infront of him was simply enthralling and his anger seem to flew away from the window.

His wife was standing infront of the mirror, fumbling with the dori of her backless blouse, which revealed a vast expanse of her creamy skin. He walked up to her and looked at her reflection in the mirror. She failed to notice his slient steps as her eyes were closed due to annoyance, her dori caused. Some frown lines appeared on her forehead which Raman wanted to vanish right away. Her hairdo was simple yet stylish. Dolled in a white and baby pink, double shade saree, Ishita was looking like a pretty fairy, coming straight out of a fairy tale. "Ruhi ki book waali fairy ki xerox lag rahi hai.. kya baat hai!" He mumbled to himself while holding his chin between his thumb and index finger. His mumbling made Ishita open her eyes with a jolt. She saw Raman through mirror with confusion.

Raman raised his eyebrows in response to her confused expressions. "Aap ander kaise aaye?" Ishita asked.

"Khidki se.." He snapped.

"Seedhe muh toh kuchh bol hi nai sakte na?" Ishita pouted, realizing her stupidity.

"Bewakoofi waale sawaal karo aur blame bhi karo.. Wah!" He rolled his eyes.

Ishita opened up her mouth to say something when he chipped "Tum sacch mein bewakoof ho ya sirf mujhe pareshaan karne ke liye aise bewakoofi waale sawaal poochhti ho?"

"Ho gaya?" Ishita folded her arms across her chest.

"Hmm.." He shook his head "Mera toh ho gaya par tumhara abhi tak nai hua.." He gestured towards her dori, which was still untied. As soon as the realization hit Ishita, she immediately tried to turn but Raman was quick to hold her shoulders, refraining her from doing so.

"Ravan Kumar phir sunayega ki mujhe dhang se kapde pahen'ne nai aate.." Ishita thought to herself and squeezed her eyes shut as she remembered, how Raman had unpinned her hair infront of those workers. She was waiting for his taunts but his action surprised her. She felt his hands on her back, which made her open her eyes. She looked at him for few seconds, his concentration was on her dori but as soon as he looked up and locked his eyes with her, through mirror, she lowered her gaze. A blush tiptoed her cheeks as his fingers brushed her skin while tying the dori. Raman kept looking at Ishita's blushing reflection in the mirror and a dreamy smile appeared on his face, seeing his effect on her.

"Is it.. is it done?" Ishita asked softly, composing herself.

"Haan.. hmm.." Raman nodded and silently thanked his stars for saving him from getting caught. He purposely took more than needed time, for tying the dori 'cause seeing his Jhansi ki Rani, blushing was something he could behold forever.

"Aap change kar lijiye, phir chalte hain.." Ishita said and recieved a positive nod from Raman in response.

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As Raman wheeled the car, his cell rang. He chose not to pick as Bala's name flashed on the screen.

"Phone uthao.." Ishita gestured him to recieve the call.

"Bala ka hai..ab chal hi rahe hain toh kyun uthaun?" Raman replied with his gaze fixed on the road. Ishita just shook her head in response. Bala kept calling both of them but none answered as Raman switched his cell to silent mode and Ishita left her cell at home in rush.

When they reached Bala's home, they found Bala standing outside, waiting for them with a tensed face. "Why didn't you guys answer my calls? asked a worried Bala.

"We were on our way so isliye and hua kya? Ab toh pahunch gaye na.. thoda hi toh late hain yaar.." Raman patted Bala's shoulder.

"It's not that Raman!" Bala pinched his forehead. "Anyways, come inside."

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P.S.- Part 2 is jz below!

Part - 2

"Shit!" escaped Raman's mouth as soon as he saw Bala's mother addressing a tall guy as Subbu and that's when he realized why Bala was calling them continously. He looked at Ishita who seem to be unaware of Subbu's presence as she was busy with Ruhi.

"Chocolate khud khaayi hai Ru baby ne ya poore face ko khilayi hai?" Ishita giggled while wiping chocolate, off Ruhi's face.

Raman quickly moved towards Ishita and stood infront of her, limiting her view to himself. "Ishita, I'm not feeling well.. let's go home, please.." He said, avoiding an eye contact with Ishita.

"Kya hua?" Ishita immediately stood up.

"Ishi Maa.. main jaun?" Ruhi asked.

"Haan jao.." Ishita smiled and took a step towards Raman. "Temperature toh nai hai.." she stated checking his forehead by the back of her palm.

"Temperature hona zaroori hai?" He snapped. "I'm not feeling well, means I'm NOT feeling well.." He looked away. "I want to go home, right now!"

"Okay, calm down!" Ishita gestured him to lower his voice "Akka se milne toh do.. phir chalte hain.."

"Tumhari Akka kahin bhaagi nai ja rahi hain.. kal mil lena.." He held her hand "Abhi chalo.."

Ishita was just way too confused with his behaviour. "Abhi tak toh bilkul theek th'e.. hua kya hai Ravan Kumar ko?" She thought to herself while being dragged by him towards the main door.

"Arreee Ishita" Bala's mother called out "Tum log kahan ja rahe ho?" She came and stood infront of Raman and Ishita, blocking their way.

"Aunty, actually Raman isn't feeling well so we're heading back home.." Ishita replied.

"Tabiyat nai theek hai toh thoda aaram kar le.. ghar toh ye bhi hai na.." Bala's mother countered.

"I would prefer going back to my home.. Now if you please excuse us.." Raman tried to take a step when Bala's mother chipped "Ishita, tum Subbu se mili.?"

Raman looked at Bala's mother and found her smirking while Ishita displayed a poker face. It took Raman a lot of self control to not strangle Bala's mother. He tightened his grip on Ishita's hand which made Ishita look at him. They shared an eyelock and Ishita's eyes noticed care, concern, and fear in Raman's eyes. She couldn't understand what was he afraid of.? She failed to understand that he was afraid of losing his wife's smile which he thought, would vanish on seeing Subbu. If only he knew that now, He and Ruhi are the reason behind her smiles, her happiness.

"Really? Subbu is here?" asked a flabbergasted Ishita. "We'll definitely meet him.." She smiled, looking at Raman. He adorned a poker face at her declaration. It didn't take Ishita too long to join the dots. She understood that why all of a sudden Raman wanted to go home. "Dikhate nai but he does care for me.. a lot!" she thought to herself "Sweet Kumar" a shy smile appeared on her lips. "But you need to know Raman, that I'm no longer affected by Subbu.." she thought determinedly to herself while looking at Raman who was just staring ahead at nothing in particular.

"Raman.." Ishita called out softly.

"Hmm.." Her voice snapped him out of his thoughts. "Kya?" He asked.

"Chalein?" She smiled "Subbu se milne.?"

"Hmm.." He managed to smile back.

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"Hi.." Ishita's voice fell on Subbu's ears and he turned back, only to find a smiling Ishita with Raman by her side.

"Hi.." Subbu hesitantly replied.

"How are you?" Ishita smiled "And how is your li'l one.? I've heard, he is quite naughty haan? Bilkul Papa pe gaya hai, lagta hai.." She giggled making both Raman and Subbu look at her with shock and a question wriiten on their faces "How can Ishita be so cool and calm.?"

"Yeah.. he is good!" Subbu answered after few seconds. "We all are good.."

Ishita smiled in response. "How are you?" Subbu added after a pause.

"I'm absolutely good!" Ishita smiled. "Oh, I didn't introduce you both.. Silly me!" She tapped her head lightly.

"Subbu, meet Raman, My Husband" She titled her head a li'l so as to rest it on Raman's shoulder. Raman smiled with pride, at her gesture. "Hi.." He uttered.

"Hi.." Subbu extended his hands. "I'm Ishita's.." and before he could complete, Ishita chipped "My PAST"

Ishita stressed on the word 'Past' to make Raman realize that Subbu doesn't matter to her anymore. She had made peace with her past and left her past, in the past.

Raman shook hands with Subbu with a forced smile on his face. All this while he didn't leave Ishita's hand even for a second. In fact, with each passing second his grip only tightened over her hand. Ishita was well aware of this and her heart fluttered, everytime Raman tightened his grip.

She looked at Raman and their eyes got latched. The genuine smile on Ishita's face, which reached her eyes didn't went unnoticed by Subbu and he quitely excused himself seeing Ishita and Raman lost in each other.

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P.S. - Part 3 is just below!

Part - 3

"Ishi Maa.." Ruhi's voice broke her Parents' eyelock.

"Ha.. haan beta.." Ishita smiled.

"Main aaj Shravu ke ghar pe ruk jaun? Please?" Ruhi asked with hopeful eyes. Before Ishita could reply, Raman chipped "Haan.. haan sure!"

"Thank you, Papa." Ruhi grinned and ran away to share the news with Shravan.

Ishita looked at Raman and raised her eyebrows, to which Raman replied "Kya? aise kya dekh rahi ho?"

"Ruhi ko permission kyun di.?" She asked.

"Koi gunah kar diya? Phansi pe chadhaogi? Aur kal waise bhi Sunday hai.. toh kya dikkat hai?" He chipped.

"The problem is, Mr.Oh So Smart Bhalla that, Akka mustn't take any stress but now she'll, 'cause these two li'l devils will gift it to her!" Ishita quipped.

"Ab kya karein?" Raman spoke after few seconds.

"Ab kya? Ruhi toh maanegi nai.." Ishita faked anger "Main bhi ruk jaati hoon.." she stated.

Raman's heart sank as her words got registered by his mind. He looked at her with some hope that she might be kidding but her serious face made him sweat. "Is she really going to stay here?" He thought to himself "No! I won't let her.. I can't let her.." He squeezed her hand a little, unknowingly.

Ishita looked up at him and found him mused. "Raman.." She called out, pulling him back from his thoughts. She supressed her giggles as she spoke "Aap jaiye ghar.. main kal aa jaungi, Ruhi ke saath.."

Ishita wasn't really going to stay. She said this, just to tease Raman. She knew, he won't let her stay here. His actions spoke volumes. She couldn't help but blush, seeing their interwined hands. Seeing him all quiet, Ishita thought of putting a full stop to her prank but before she could, Raman spoke in a low voice "Main Ruhi ko mana loonga.." and with this he made his way towards Ruhi, along with Ishita.

"Ruhi.." Raman crouched to his daughter's height. "Aaj aap mat ruko.. phir kabhi ruk jaana.. Please?"

"Kyun Papa.? Abhi toh aapne permission di na?" Ruhi asked, disappointed.

"Papa can't sleep without Ruhi.." He pouted.

"Offo! Papa.. main roz kahan aapke saath soti hoon?" Ruhi tapped her forehead lightly "Aapke paas Ishi Maa hongi na.. aapko darr nai lagega.." Ruhi placed her tiny palms on his cheeks.

"Bilkul apni Maa pe gayi.. har baat ka jawaab ready hai.. kya karoon?" He thought to himself "Mera dimaag kharab tha jo beech mein kood kar permission de di.." He mentally slapped himself.

"Okay Papa?" Ruhi caressed his cheeks.

"No.. not okay.." He replied in a reflex "Umm.. woh.." He scratched his temples "Haan.. tumhari Ishi Maa mujhe tumhari tarah hug karke nai soti na.. toh mujhe darr lagega.." He winked at Ishita.

Ishita's mouth was a perfect 'O'. She couldn't believe that Raman actually said those words. "Besharam Kumar!" Ishita muttered under her breath.

"Hmm.." Ruhi switched her looks between her Parents "Ishi Maa.." She moved towards Ishita "Aap Papa ko huggie karke so jaoge aaj please? Mujhe Shravu ke paas rukna hai.."

Ishita just kept looking at her daughter with poker face. Raman grinned at the sudden turn of events. He stood up and moved near Ishita.

"Kuchh poochh rahi Ruhi.." He hit his arm with Ishita's arm lightly. Ishita looked at him with "I-Will-Kill-You!" expressions. He grinned and gestured her to answer Ruhi.

"Aap Shravu ke saath rukoge toh Ishi Maa kaise rahegi apni Ru ke bina?" Ishita pouted.

"Sirf ek hi din ki baat hai Ishi Maa.. phir toh main hamesha aapke saath hi rahoongi.." Ruhi smiled.

Ishita understood there's no way out so she gave up. "Theek hai.. but aapko ek Promise karna hoga.. aap aur Shravu, Chitti ko pareshaan nai karoge.. okay?" Ishita asked with an outstretched hand.

"Promise!" Ruhi placed her hand in Ishita's. "But aapko bhi mujhe ek Promise karna hoga.." Ruhi smiled.

"Kaisa Promise?" Ishita pulled Ruhi's cheeks' lightly.

"Aap Papa ko huggie karke soyengi, just like I do!" Ruhi spoke with an outstretched hand.

Ishita looked at Raman and found him grinning. The most flirtatious grin, she had ever seen on his face. She lowered her gaze as a blush crept on her cheeks.

"Ruhi Promise, Ishi Maa.?" Ruhi asked.

Ishita nodded in response, avoiding an eye contact with her little daughter. She didn't even placed her hand on Ruhi's or said 'Ruhi Promise' like always and it didn't went unnoticed by Raman. He didn't know why but he felt disappointed. Later, he concluded the reason of his disappointment as Ruhi's absence which somewhere deep in his heart he knew isn't true!

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P.S. - Part 4 is just below!

Part - 4

Raman was eagerly waiting for Ishita in their bedroom while she was busy telling Ruhi the list of do's and don't's. When she entered the room, Raman chipped "Tumhare phone ka bill kitna aata hai?"

"Huh?"

"Phone ka bill.. B-I-L-L" He spelled it.

"Pehli baar mein hi sunn liya tha.. but why do you wanna know?" She closed the door.

"Kitna lecture deti ho yaar.. isliye poochha.. kahin koi free lecturing tarriff toh nai launch hua na?" He rested his head on the headrest of the bed. "Kam se kam, Ruhi ko toh baksh deti.."

She rolled her eyes in response and moved towards the couch. Raman wanted to talk to her but he didn't know how to begin. "Kaise poochhoon? Kahin ye Jhansi ki Rani bhadak gayi toh?" He scratched his temple.

At last, when she was about to lay down on the couch, mustering all his courage, he called out her name.

"Ishita.."

"Hmm.."

"Kuchh.. kuchh poochhna tha.."

"Hmm.. poochho.." She turned her face towards him.

"Tumhe sacch mein.. I mean, sacch mein koi fark nai pada Subbu ko dekh kar?" He asked softly, locking his eyes with her's.

"Nai.." came Ishita's immediate reply.

He kept looking at her as if searching for an assurance to her answer. She noticed this and decided to clear his doubts, for once and for all.

"Mujhe fark kyun padega Raman?" She moved near the bed.

"Nai.. woh I thought tum.." He was fumbling with his words to form a meaningful sentence.

"Aapko laga that I was faking that calmness?" She asked, adjusting herself on the other side of the bed.

"Hmm.." He replied fidgeting with his cell phone.

"Look at me Raman.." Ishita smiled. "Do you think this smile is fake?" she asked pointing her index finger towards her lips.

When he didn't reply, she spoke again "This smile is genuine and I didn't fake anything infront of Subbu.."

"You don't.. I mean, love him anymore..?" He asked, avoiding an eye contact.

Ishita just couldn't believe her ears. She recalled their conversation in his office. "Uss din bhi kuchh aisa hi question tha but not a direct one.." She mused. "What is wrong with him? I've already explained that Subbu is out of my system.. why can't he just accept it?"

"Nai batana toh it's okay.." Raman spoke after a minute "So jao.." He lay down and dimmed the light. He assumed her silence as an yes and he just couldn't take it. He felt a wierd ache in his heart and maybe a couple of saline drops rolling down his cheeks, which he brushed away at once.

"Is he JEALOUS.?" Ishita smiled to herself. "Seems so.." She grinned and lay down on the bed. "But I need to clear his misunderstanding.." she thought to herself.

"Raman.." She called out softly.

"Hmm.." He managed.

"Subbu was my first love.."

"I'm not interested!" He snapped. "In you or your first love!"

"He WAS but He ISN'T now!" She continued. It took Raman a few seconds to register her words. He turned around to face her. Even in the dim light he could see her face, adorned with a genuine and sincere smile.

"I DON'T love him anymore.. He is completely out of my system!" She smiled. He smiled back in response and this was his first genuine smile in these last few hours.

"Good Night!" Ishita smiled and was about get up from the bed when Raman interwined his little finger with her little finger. She quirked her eyebrows in response to his action.

"Good Night!" He smiled and tightened his hold on her ittle finger, enough for her to know that he doesn't wants her to go back to the couch. That she belongs to him and she was where she belongs i;e on the bed, close to him. She held his gaze for few seconds and looked away shyly as she understood what his actions said. She closed her eyes, they called it a night with their interwined little fingers and content smiles adorning their faces.

----** END **---

P.S. - Hope you all like this 😊 Thanks for readin'! 😊

mind blowingly awesome.. i simply loved reading it :)

waw tht was soo sweet and awesome😳

Superb awesome loved it fantastic

so so so so cute!!!! I love the way ishita was smiling!

Sooo sweet very nice...well written..

Superb😊 So sweet OS. Adorable... Loved it Loved it ...