FF: Love:It was always there-PART18 updated on pg.70(Aug 10 /16) - Page 29

Originally posted by: sukanksha

Oye this is Ramanchi... I mean cheating
Update chotu Sa tha :(.
But was a good one.
They are married. :') mere Khushi k aansoo...

Ishu bhi dil k kone se khush toh hai...

SorrySuk😳...I honestly realize how it short it looked till i updated . It didn't feel short as I wrote it lol
I shall aim for a longer one, if not the following one will be faster.😆

Originally posted by: Angels_Ring

Awesome update..

Beautifully written ishita's emotions

Thank you so much!😊

***Hi Lovelies,😊

First of all belated Happy new years to my Readers!🥳 May you achieve all that your heart desires 😃

Secondly, I really want to thank those who do take their time to leave me a comment. It really does mean a lot to me, the comments are my sole motivating factor for me to write, as I don't watch the show much anymore 😳 . Once again Thank You and keep them coming!

I did want to finish this story before 2016...clearly didn't happen. But I do aim to finish this soon. Just bare with me little bit more folks😆

As always ignore typos and grammatical errors😳 ***

Part 11

"Thanks for everything love, I'll see you at work tomorrow" Ishita said hugging Vandu goodbye.

Once she was gone, she locked the door and took a seat opposite to Raman on their three seater sofa in his home, which was now also hers.

"What a day!" he heard her say.

"Indeed, what a day" He replied as he leaned back and stretched his legs.

"Should I get you something to drink?"

"After all that food we just had, I just want to sleep."

"Well I still have to put few things away in the kitchen and come" she said getting up

"You want me to help?"

"no I should be good, just 5 min work. Vandu and Miku did most of the work anyway"

A smile crept upon his face as he watched her go. He still couldn't get over the fact they were married. She was his wife !! Though that meant nothing to her, it was a start. Now, he didn't only share a baby with her, he shared his name, he shared his house, what he needed to do next was share what's in his heart. Which he will...soon.

So far nothing went as planned in their life and Raman hoped this marriage of contract also didn't. She was his, only his.With that thought he got up to leave for his room.

***

She stood outside the room door, sticking out her head a little closer to hear what he was saying. It seemed like he was talking to someone.

"I'm going to kill you when I get my hands on you" She heard him say and she corrected her judgement, he wasn't talking, he was yelling. She wondered who the poor soul on the other end was.

" Such a Raavan Kumar" She mumbled as she opened their room door.

She stood fixed . It was dark, dim lights from the scented candles glittered the room, rose petals took the form of a heart on the bed and the cool breeze from the slightly opened window perfectly help to set the romantic mood. Now she understood what had her husband angry.

It didn't bother her so much though, in fact she liked it. She took a deep breath inhaling the pleasant aroma. Had everything happen the way it was suppose to, tonight would have been their suhag raat she thought. A shy smile played her lips. Wait what? She quickly shook her head. What the hell is wrong her today, why was she was even thinking like this?. Composing herself and her thoughts she called him.

"Raman"

He became static as he heard her voice. His eyes widened, his throat became dry and panic hit him. He turned quickly to face her, one hand held his phone to his ears and the other he quickly hid behind him. Seeing her there, he stuttered for lack of words.

She tilted her head in confusion at his odd behavior. "What's that in your hand Raman?" She inquired.

"Nothing...its nothing" He hesitated.

"Oh Come on, show me!" she tried to get a peek taking a step closer and he took one back.

"It's really nothing Ishita" he moved further away and she quickly moved and jerked his hand and a small box fell on the floor.

She looked down to see in curiosity and her eyes widened.

There goes whatever respect she had for him. Oh god, She was going to think he's cheap, he's shallow, he desperate. Why? Why? Why? He cursed mentally. But what happened next startled him, she let out a hearty laugh as she bent down to pick it up.

"Seriously Raman?!?" She asked holding out the condom pack, giggling. Sounds of laughter broke through the phone as well, someone else also seem to enjoy his plight. It didn't take her too long to figure out who was behind all this.

She handed it back to him and took the phone instead "In case you forgot, he already got me pregnant. You are little late in giving him this Romi." She stated.

He chuckled. He felt relaxed as he saw her laughing on the phone and finally hanging up.

"Thank goodness, I was afraid you were going to think I did all this" he voiced letting out a sigh of relief.

"Don't worry, these kind of things takes special talent" she told him and moved toward the cupboard to get her blanket.

He looked at her dumbfounded, it almost sounded like she wanted him to do all this. "What does that supposed to mean?" He asked blowing out the candles and turning on the light instead.

She bite her tongue as she realized what she meant. "Nothing. I'm tired ,I want to sleep "She responded sternly and walked toward the couch.

"What do you think you are doing?"

"Going to sleep..."

"Uh yeah, that's what the bed is there for" he gestured toward the bed with his eyes.

"On the same bed ??..." She trailed off.

"It's big enough, isn't it?"

She eyed down and stood quite. How could she share the bed with him? It didn't sound right.

He watched closely, "You do trust me right?" He questioned.

She nodded. Of course she did, it was her she couldn't trust right now.

"The worst I could do is get you pregnant, but that's done already" He teased.

She gave him a look. She looked bothered and that tapped his concern side.

"You sleep here, I'll sleep on the couch" He offered realizing maybe she felt uncomfortable with him.

"No no it's fine. We both can sleep here...I guess" She said with a half-baked smile, slipping into her side of the bed and tuned to face the wall immediately.

He blew out the remaining candles and turned off the light before he too silently slid into the bed. He turned to his side, the two were facing away from each other.

Both Raman and Ishita held their breath, not wanting to move, afraid to cause any sort of discomfort then already present.

"This is stupid!" Raman finally spoke up, turning to face Ishita's back.

Ishita turned, stared him confusingly at what he meant.

"There's no need for us this to be awkward. We both know each other way to well."

She smiled, he was right. But she didn't know if what she was feeling was discomfort even. "You're right, no need to be.Good night Raman" was all she managed to say before closing her eyes claiming to sleep.

Silence prevailed the room again.

"Ishita ?"

"Hmmm..." she tried to sound sleepy.

"You are not like Meenalochni right?"

" Meena, who?' she shoot her eyes open too look at him.

"Meenalochni Azhagusundaram" He repeated having his eyes closed.

"Who's that?" She curiously asked. Was it his formal girlfriend? How come she never heard her name before,She wondered.

"Deepika Padukone" He stated next.

"what are you saying Raman?" She asked in annoyance

"Chennai Express...her name was Meenalochni there"

A form of relief came over Ishita, as she realized Meenalochni wasn't someone real.

"so ?" she continued to ask casually.

"She was a Tamilian."

"sooo...?" she frowned.

"She kicked SRK out of bed in her sleep"

She looked at him puzzled." I don't get your point"

"Your Tamilian too...should I be worried about finding my self on the floor ?" he asked still keeping his eyes closed.

She looked stumped before letting out a hearty laugh. This man, she thought.

" Just Sleep Raman" She said closing her eyes again.

"but-"

"SLEEP" she commanded.

He peeked his eyes open to see her again. She was smiling, a genuine one and that was the comfort he sought before he could sleep.

"Good night Ishita" he said pulling the covers up higher.

Unlike her, it didn't take him too long for him to fall asleep. All that moving and lifting today, had him tired. Soft sounds of him snoring made her look at him, the slow rising of his chest calmed her for reasons unknown to even her. She smiled as she watched him and started to recall how they first met. How much they hated each others guts and how with time, he had earned her respect and admiration. The most any man has ever gotten from her. He was not her typical friend, her typical colleague. He was different, different to her in every sense, yet it's with him, she excelled. He always pushed her limits, raised her standards and matched her every step. But, never did she think he would be her match in her life too.

As she thought that last part, her face started to turn gloom, what was she thinking. None of this is real. He was not hers. This relationship would be broken before she knows it. She let out a heavy sigh. She shouldn't get attached to him like this. She again turned to face the wall and tightly shut her eyes. She told herself she needed to sleep, she need to sleep over the thought of belonging, the thought of belonging to him.

***

The rays of sunlight hit his face through the drapes. He stirred his body, but unlike usual, he felt resistance. Forgetting he was no longer the only occupant of the bed, he opened his eyes to see and an immediate smile came upon his face. She was asleep snuggled close to him, holding tightly onto his arm. Her head right beneath his chin. He felt her warmth, he felt her breath and he felt her. He never believed in angels, but looking at her right now, maybe he should start.

The only thing he hated right now was that frown, which lingered her face even in her sleep. "Always worrying about something eh, Madarasan" He mumbled as he stretched his other hand to push aside the strand of hair that partially covered her face.

He continued to watch her till he felt her shift a bit, she was waking up. He quickly closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

She slowly opened her eyes, a shy smile spread her face as she saw him close. She tilted her head a bit to get a better view. He looked peaceful. Did he always looked this good in the morning, she wondered. She held onto him more tightly and snuggled closer, unaware he felt her every move.

It didn't take too long for conscience to kick in. Realizing what she was actually doing, she quickly jerked her hand and shot up to sit straight. Her heart was beating fast. This is wrong her mind alerted her. She glanced at him, thankfully he wasn't awake. She got out of the bed quickly and rushed her way to the bathroom finding whatever clothes she can from the cupboard.

Once she was inside,she turned the tap and allowed the hot water pound her head. She stood underneath collecting her thoughts.What was she doing, she really didn't know She couldn't give a name to her feelings. But whatever crap she was feeling since yesterday need to go she decided The marriage had no meaning and she wasn't going to let it have any either. He had made things easy for her and no way in hell she wasn't going to make it hard for him.

When she came out. He was already sitting up.

"Good Morning Wife" He sounded cheerful.

"Morning" she replied not facing him. "Sorry I took a little long" she sounded formal.

"Well I better get used to this, right?" He joked.

She gave an uninterested nod. "I need to check up on Muthu..." she told in haste and made speedy exit out of the room, out of his sight.

Her oddness puzzled him. There was something off about her right now, he felt it. It must be one of her pregnancy mood swing he concluded as he headed for the showers.

When he came out, she was gone.

***

"You seriously couldn't wait for me?" He marched to her cubicle demanding answers. There was anger in his voice.

"I always came by myself to work" She replied not bothered.

What kind of an answer was that? Trying to hold in his disappointments with her, he spoke "The least you could have done was told me you were leaving. I was searching for you like mad."

"I'm sorry Mr. Bhalla, I didn't think I had any necessaries to do that, never done so before have I ?" She sounded cold.

Ouch. What has gotten into her, he wondered. "We live together, you're my wife" He exaggerated the last part.

"Namesake only" She retorted back. "You convinced me saying nothing will be different"

She had him.He stood mum, glaring at her not knowing to say next.He tried to read her, but as always she was his greatest mystery.

"I expect you to follow that" she added. "Now please I have things to do" She gestured him toward the door.

He looked broken as he headed out, she could tell. She was rude, she knew.What else was she suppose to do, she needed to keep this distance. It took her a great deal of an effort to talk like that with him but this was the best method she could think of to keep intact with the reality. Yeah she was being selfish, she purposely had hurt him now to prevent herself being hurt later. But her hurt would of been much deeper, she knew it. This was good for both, she consoled herself.

"Smart" her brain praised, "Pathetic" the heart shouted back.

***

**Okie Thats it! For those who felt my last update was short. Hope this one is decent, I did try to make it lengthy, maybe too lengthy for some lol😳. Please do hit the like button and tell me how you found this chapter.😊**

Chapter 12: Page 48

🤣🤣🤣 Meenlochani Azagusundaram 🤣🤣🤣

Happy new year Viji

Amazing...
She too love raman but she z not confesing...
Even raman z not confesing..
I hope they confess their love quickly...

awesome update dr. they are in love but no one knows it.loved that suhagraath scene. it's sooo funny.now ishita also melting for his love.hope they will understand their love soon.continue soon dr.

Lovely update vijju.

what happen to her again yaar,i thought you show some progress in ishra life.why she is rude now.

Meenam part and condom part is hilarious..
Sachi,south indian girls ..especially tamilians are not meenam's.raman is too cute.

continue soon.