Ishra FF ||A Contract Of Love|| Prologue ~ Chapter 24B - Page 5

Originally posted by: frenzyy

awesome!

3 Days Later

"Akka!! It's happened!"

"What?!"

"You got an email from PSR. They said Raman Bhalla is interviewing for his secretary post and they have called you for an interview with him at PSR in 2 days!!"

"Mihika I don't know if I want to go anymore."

"But why? You were so excited."

"It's awkward. Mr. Bhalla came here on Saturday and I rejected him. Why would he keep me as his secretary? And I don't know how Amma and Appa will feel about this.Ever since I have told them about my pregnancy, they have been wanting me to stay at home and away from people."

"Listen Akka, you don't me he didn't want to get married, so I am sure he won't even remember you since he didn't even take the meeting seriously. And why does it matter what your personal equation is, and I am sure if he is professional enough, he will hire you based off your qualifications. And as far as Appa & Amma are concerned, leave it to me. I will talk to them."

"You're right! I will go!"

"Yes! Now let me pick out your outfit. And don't worry, it will be simple & comfortable."

The two sisters smiled and Mihika gave Ishita a big hug as she went off to invade the closet and Ishita walked over to her desk and started to prepare for her big interview.

She walked into the huge multiple story building wearing her while blouse and formal black pants. She carried her files in one hand and clutched onto her phone due to nervousness with the other. Her makeup was simple and clean and her hair was let loose. She walked in confidently, but as she looked around while waiting in the lobby, her confidence start to fade out as she saw the numerous people that worked in the building and wondered if she would be able to meet the expectations that were set.

She had come 15 minutes earlier than her interview time to look professional, but had a hunch that she would be waiting for an hour until she was called in. But to her surprise, she was called right on time and on seeing her startled face, the receptionist who led her to the elevator told her that sir doesn't like waiting for people or having people wait for him.

As she reached the top floor, she saw only a few doors and didn't know where to go, but was led by an employee who was sent for her and he escorted her straight to a cabin door which read "CEO: Mr. Raman Kumar Bhalla."

As she reached the door, another girl was just stepping out and before leaving she whispered to her...

"He only cares about work, not women."

She chose to ignore the girl and paid attention to what was about to do. She took a deep breath and reached to knock on the door a voice from inside told her to come in.

She slowly entered his cabin hoping he wouldn't recognize her. As she entered, she found him sitting at a huge desk engrossed in typing up something on his laptop with a stern look on his face. He looked so different from when she had saw him a few days back at her house. There he seems so soft spoken, gentle, caring, and now he looked strict, professional and looked like he had an uptight personality.

"Have a seat Ms..."

"Iyer, Ishita Iyer"

He looked up recognizing her voice and name. The stern look on his face softened and he looked pleasantly surprised to see her there.

"Oh hey, it's you! Come have a seat."

"You still remember me?"

"It's not everyday that a woman rejects Raman Bhalla" he said as he chuckled. "I am just joking. So you're here for the job interview?"

"Yes I am here for the secretary post."

"Okay so enough greetings, we need to get down to business now. And don't think I will go easy on you because I know you."

"If anything I'd expect you to be extra tough with me because of what I did."

"Not at all. Everyone gets the same treatment here. Alright so let's get started, can I see your certificates as you tell me about yourself."

He said as he turned back into the serious CEO again. She handed over her folder with all her paperwork in it and told him about where is graduated from, her degrees and her previous job experience. He looked through all her paperwork, listened to her and started to write on a piece of paper. She patiently sat waiting for him to complete what he was doing and looked around at his cabin. The room was colossal and almost seemed royal. She could see her reflection in the dark cherry wood desk as she leaned back in the big leather chair. Light poured into the window as the burgundy curtains were pushed aside. By the window there was a cabinet with files filled into it and in the corner was a sofa that was placed by a table. As she looked around, her eyes fell on the shelf behind him which was filled with trophies and was surround with certificates that hung on the wall. However what caught her eye was the picture above the shelf.

There was a portrait of a young woman who looked nothing less than a magazine model and she stood with her arms around Raman's neck and her chin on his head as they both look into each other's eyes ignoring the camera. She had once dreamt of having pictures like these and being in love and showing to the world with Subbu. But he broke all those dreams and she had discarded the shattered pieces as she tried to forget him.

"Impressive, so why do you want this job and why do you think I should select you?" He asked startling her and bringing her back into reality.

"I want to do this job because-"

She was interrupted by the ringing of his phone. He rejected the call and looked at her from the corner of his eyes & found her looking uncomfortable in her spot. He looked over at her and noticed her uneasiness. Her face was turning pale and she looked like she was in some pain as she had a disgusted expression on her face.

"Ms. Iyer? Are you okay?"

"Of course, I am fine. Could you point me to the bathroom?"

"Just use the one in my cabin. It's right there." He said pointing to a door across the room with a worried expression on his face.

She slowly made her way across the large cabin as he followed her every move as concern for her overpowered his other emotions. He heard his phone beep and looked down for a few seconds to see who it was and as he picked it up he heard...

"AHHH!"

He heard her scream and ran over to her in a matter of a few seconds & grabbed her shoulders to support her. She clutched onto her stomach and was yelping in pain.

"What happened to you?"

"My baby, my baby!" she screamed as she clutched onto his hand digging her long nails into his skin.

He couldn't understand anything that was happening and her talking about a baby just confused him further, but before he could ask her anything or react, she collapsed right in his arms.

He held in her tightly as he picked her up and placed her on the sofa. He reached for a glass of water and sprinkled it on her face as he called out for the receptionist. The receptionist ran in and was told to have his car taken out and cancel his next meeting. He carried her out in his arms and drove her to the hospital. At every stop he had to make he looked over and tried to wake her up, but she wouldn't and that had him worried. He felt uneasy knowing he couldn't help her at all right now. He felt some sort of responsibility and protectiveness towards her. It felt as if she was someone close to him...

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He placed her onto the hospital bed and left the room as the doctor walked in. He stood outside waiting for someone to come and tell him what was going on. A nurse came out and handed him a form asking him to fill it out. And then realization hit him, he knew nothing about her, so what would he do now? And then an idea popped into his head. He took his phone and dialled a number.

"Hello Ma, remember that girl I saw over the weekend?"

"Who? The Iyers?"

"Yea them. Their daughter came to my office today and she fainted. Can you call them and ask them to come to the hospital?"

"Oh god! Is she okay? Should I come as well?"

"I don't know, she just fell in my office and the doctors are checking right now. I can't understand anything."

"I will call them right away. And don't worry everything will be okay."

He hung up the phone and waited on the bench outside the room. His thoughts were going haywire as he worried about what could have happened to her? He tried to remove those horrible thoughts and thought about what she had said to him before she passed out. My baby? What baby was she talking about? Did she have a child? The opening of the door brought him out of his thoughts. He saw the doctor step out and he went over to him.

"Your wife and your child are both absolutely fine."

"Child?" He wondered aloud completely confused by the doctor's word. She was pregnant? If she was, how come she or her parents didn't mention it yesterday. As he come out of his thoughts, he saw the doctor give me a suspicious look. He realized what was going on in the doctor's head and explained to him what was happening.

"I am not her husband. I am... a friend."

"Oh I'm sorry you seemed so worried I assumed you were her husband."

"What were you saying about her child?"

"Nothing she and the baby are both perfectly fine, but she is visibly stressed about something & her BP was quite low and that's why she fainted. I suggest keeping her in a positive atmosphere and away from too much tension. Otherwise it's not good for her or the child."

"What about the pain she was having?"

"That is nothing to worry about, she was experiencing normal pain, but because of weakness it become worse. That's why I strongly suggest taking really good care of her and make sure she isn't worrying to much about things."

"Don't worry she will be taken care of well. Can I go see her?"

"Of course you can." The doctor replied.

As soon as he left, Raman stepped into the room...

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As she saw him walk in, she sat up in the bed smiling and looked at him as if nothing had happened.

"You ok now?"

She nodded and he smiled at her.

"The doctor said you're stressed out and your BP was low. Is everything all right?"

"Everything is fine, I was just nervous because of the interview and because of that, I haven't eaten properly." She lied right through her teeth.

"If not yourself, at least take care of yourself for your child."

She looked at him with questioning eyes.

"The doctor told me and you also told me when you fainted."

She looked at him right in the eyes, she not once was ashamed of her pregnancy. She wasn't married, but whatever happened cannot be changed. She fell in love with the wrong man and he had used her. She genuinely loved him and they were all set to get married, so she had gone ahead with their physical relationship completely unaware of what he was going to do to her. However when she told her parents after Raman left that day, they didn't think the same and didn't want anyone knowing about it before they found a solution, so she had to hide things from everyone and had to request to Raman...

"Please don't tell anyone else."

"Why would I tell anyone?"

"People like gossip and need things to talk about all the time."

"Don't worry, no one will know. Oh and I forgot to tell you, I got Ma to call your parents, so they should be here soon."

"You called Amma & Appa?! Oh no, they will get worried for no reason!"

"I am sorry, but I didn't know what to do, everything was just so fast and I couldn't think of anything else."

"It's alright, you were trying to help, but can I please use your phone? I think I left mine in your office."

He handed over his phone to her and she looked at his wallpaper and gave a smile. It was a small baby and she looked like the cutest thing she had seen. She had rosy red chubby cheeks and her round eyes were barely open. She had a pacifier in her mouth and her tiny hand were sticking out of the pink blanket she was wrapped in.

"Your wallpaper is really cute." She smiled at him.

"Oh her? She is my life. My Ruhi. You know indirectly she is the reason I agreed to meet you and also the reason I said no to get married to you."

"What do you mean?"

"Ms. Iyer the thing is I don't want a wife, I want a mother. I mean a mother for my daughter Ruhi. I am a single father and a CEO. I can't raise my daughter myself without hiring a nanny for her which I don't want to do. I want someone who can give her a mother's love, but at the same time she shouldn't expect any love from me."

"Mr. Bhalla you know it's a coincidence that I am in the same situation as you right now. I need a father for my child. I want someone who can treat my child like his own and can give my baby his name. And just like you, I can't give that man any love from me in return. That's why I told you I didn't want to marry you because I thought you would expect me to be a wife to you."

"You didn't mention your baby when we met."

"You didn't mention your daughter either and Mr. Bhalla, no woman would tell a stranger that she is pregnant out of wedlock."

"Right! I didn't even get a chance to talk about Ruhi because you straight up said no."

"Isn't it weird how we were the solution to each other's problem, but we ourselves didn't know and none of us mentioned this the other day?"

"Solution to each other's problems?"

"You need a mother & I need a father. Don't you think we should reconsider our decision from the other day?"

"Are you saying we should get married?

"For the sake of our own children?"

"So I become the father of your child and in return you become my Ruhi's mom." She shook her head positively.

"And there will be no relation between the two of us?"

"Nothing at all. Just husband and wife for namesake" she replied back.

He looked at her for a few minutes thinking about something and finally he got up. She looked at him waiting for his answer. He didn't say anything and simply walked out of the room...

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Chapter 3- Page 10

Originally posted by: DilMereSuntaNhi

Glad you are open with another FF ,

I read your other FF as well ,

no doubt you are a wonderful writer ,

I am just loving this one a lil more ;)

Maybe coz its all about IshRa alone.

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Hope to receive a PM for ur next update.

Love,

Sruthi