50th part.
Riddhima
smiled to herself and picked up the phone, plopping down on the bed.
Riddhima:
Arrmmmaaaannn…(in a sing-song kind of way)
Armaan:
arey wah…aj to tum bohat khush lag rahi ho…kia baat hai…?? (lying down on the
bed, his head lying on his arm)
Riddhima:
guess what…?? Mujhe abhi abhi Muskaan ne bataya ke Rahul ne ussay propose kia
hai…isn't that great…??
Armaan:
WHAT?? (sits up straight) RAHUL ne MUSKAAN ko propose ker dia hai…???
Riddhima:
haan…(frowns) tumhain nahi bataya Rahul ne…??
Armaan:
nahi to….(frowns himself) actually, ghalti meri hi hai…who mujhe kuch batana
chahta tha..par main Anjali se baat kerne…(bites his tongue, as he had no
intention of telling her about the confrontation with Anjali earlier)
Riddhima:
kia…? Tumhari Di se baat hui…kab…???
Armaan:
nahi…baat nai hui…who sirf….she wanted to talk to me, par maine manna ker dia…(biting is lower lip, as
he hated lying to her)
Riddhima:
hmmm…acha kiya…warna aik aur larai ho jani thi…(giggles) anyways…Armaan, kitna
acha hua na..Muskaan aur Rahul are now engaged…wow…!!! (sighs wistfully)
Armaan:
(naughtily) arey tum kyun thandi ahaain bharh rahi ho, tum kehti ho mein bhi
kal aik ring le aunga….sabke samne tumhare aggay ghutney taik ker beth jaunga,
aur kahunga….Basket, marry me…!! (getting dramatic)
Riddhima:
(giggles, blushing) Armaaan…!!!
They keep
talking to each other through out the night.
…………………………………..
Next
morning.
Aditi:
(packing her clothes) Riddhima…(frowning, a little sad) mera jannay ka bilkul
mann nahi ker raha…
Riddhima:
(looks at her, sits down and hugs her from the side) Awww Aditi…I know yaar…main
bi tumhain bohat miss kerungi..itne kamm arsay main itni achi dosti ho gai hai
humari…
Aditi:
yeahh…par I promise kea b main ati jati rahungi….aur apni shadi per to bulao gin
a..?? (winks at her and hits her shoulder with hers)
Riddhima:
Adiiitttiiii…(glares at her, then laughs) tum baaz ajao…
Aditi: acha
acha….arey main to batana hi bhul gai…tum bathroom main thi, peeche se Armaan
ka phone aya tha…who keh raha tha, ke koi zaroori baat kerni hai, iss liye tum
ussay milne chali jana, when u r done with the packing…
Riddhima:
haan okay….
It was the
day when all the temporary interns were to leave for their respective home
towns again, as the paper had been given and the rotations were over. It was time for the permanent interns to pack
up and leave the hostel too, and move back to their homes. So, everyone was
busy in packing and they had the day off.
Riddhima
gets up and goes to Armaan's room. She first knocks, but when no one replies
she tries the knob. As the door is unlocked, she walks in to find no one in the
room. Closing the door behind her, she walks further into the room. His clothes
were, as usual, scattered everywhere. All the clothes were dumped on the bed
and all his other belongings too, but nothing had been packed.
She sighs,
shakes her head and picks up a shirt, folding it properly. As she does so, she
turns around and is shocked out of her wits.
Riddhima:
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!! (screams)
Armaan, who
had just come out of the bathroom, screams even louder than her.
Armaan;
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!
Riddhima looks
at him and her eyes pop out in shock. He had just come out of the shower, and
was clad in only a towel, that was covering his lower half of the body. His
hair was wet, there were droplets of water clinging to his chest. Never before
had she felt the way for him, such strong physical attraction, before this
moment. She looks at him, and then embarrassed at her own thoughts, she blushes
and looks down.
However,
that look of utmost desire and unknown longing n passion had not escaped
Armaan. He smiles to himself, and walks slowly towards her. Riddhima looks up
at him and blushes. When there is absolutely no distance left in between them,
Armaan slowly puts up a hand to her waist and pulls her closer to him. Riddhima's
hands land on Armaan's chest and she gasps at the sudden close proximity.
Armaan rubs
his nose against her eyebrow, and Riddhima closes her eyes, taking in his
strong masculine scent.
Armaan goes
near to her ear and whispers slowly.
Armaan: are
you like, checking me out…??
Riddhima
laughs in spite of herself. He had thrown that Dhoom 2 dialouge at her, the
same one she had laughed out loud on when they all ha gone to see the movie
together.
Riddhima
pushes him away and laughs. Armaan smiles too. The hesitant ice had broken.
Armaan:
wese by the way Basket…tumhain sharam nahi ati…meine kapre nahi pehnay hain aur
tum esay beysharam larkion ki tarah mere kamre main agai, binna knock kiye…??
(putting his hands on his hips, raising his eyebrows)
Riddhima:
Armaaaan…maine
knock kia tha…par tumne koi reply nahi kia, to mujhe laga ke tum kamre main nahi
ho…main to yeh dekhne ayi thi ke tumne packing ker li ke nahi…??
Armaan:
(smirks) hmmmm……tum larki ho na, iss liye advantage hai tumhain…warna main
kabhi aya hun kia, tumhare kamre main, jab tumne kapre nahi pehne hote…huh??
Riddhima:
haaan haan…aker to dikhao…itni pitaai hogi na ke yaad rakhoge….(laughs) wese
Armaan…tumne packing kyun nahi ki…??
Armaan:
arey…main to tumhara wait ker raha tha….(hugs her from behind, puts his head on
her shoulder)
Riddhima:
mera wait.,…?? (frowns) kyun…??
Armaan:
kyunki tum araam se mere liye PACKING kerna….aur main araam se PECKING keroonga….(kisses
her cheek)
Riddhima
turns around in his arms and laughs.
Riddhima:
tum bohat shaitan ho gaye ho….(slaps his face lightly) …acha ab choro mujhe…mujhe
jannay do…
Armaan:
nahi…nahi chorunga…aur tum itni jaldi kahan ja rhai ho…??
Riddhima:
Armaan….tumhara darwaza lock bhi nahi hai, aur tumne kapre bhi nahi pehne hain…koi
agaya to bohat problem ho jaayegi….
Armaan:
areyy Basket…tum kyun darti ho….ab to sab jantay hain, to tum to meri official girlfriend
ho…aur mein apni hi girlfriend ke ssaath apne hi kamre main kuch bhi ker sakta
hoon…
Riddhima:
acha…? (raises her eyebrows) kuch bhi…??
Armaan:
haan…kuch bhi…
Riddhima:
kuucccchhh bhi…?? (a smile on her face)
Armaan:
haan baba…kuch bhi….(winks at her)
Riddhima:
really…?? Itna confidence hai tumhain…(starts walking towards him, a determined
look on her face)
Armaan:
(takes a step back) haan….bohat confidence hai…
Riddhima:
realllyyyy…aur agar main…(walks even closer to him, he keeps stepping back)
tumara yeh confidence…..torr dun…to…??
Armaan
comes to a standstill as he hits the wall behind him. Riddhima puts both her
hands on the wall, just like Armaan always does. Armaan gulps.
Armaan:
Riddhima…yeh…tum…kia…??
Riddhima:
kyun Dr. Mallik….abhi main chahun to MAIN AAP ke saath…kuch bhi…ker sakti hun….na to apke kamre main koi ayega…aur apne to
kapre bhi nahi pehne…aur kyunki ap mere official boyfriend hain….to mujhe to pura right hai na….haina??
Armaan:
Ridddhimaaa….tum…
Riddhima
starts coming closer to him, as if to kiss him. Armaan is shocked and surprised
out of his wits to see this side of her. She kisses his cheek…then moves over
to his ear, and lightly whispers.
Riddhima:
kyun…Armaan…darr gaye…??
Armaan
looks at her, and senses the moment she is about to turn away. Riddhima laughs
and as soon as she turns, Armaan takes hold of her, pushes her up against the
wall, and puts both his hands against the wall. Now, she is the one whose being
cornered.
Riddhima:
Armaan…kia ker rahay ho…choro mujhe….(trying to budge him)
Armaan:
uh-huh….(shakes his head) pehle to tum mujhe seduce kerti ho…aur phir bhagne ki
koshish…not fair Basket….(dimpling at her)
Riddhima
blushes
Riddhima:
Armaan…main mazak ker rahi thi…
Armaan;
main bhi….(winks at her)…itni asaani se mein seduce to hota nahi…par nice try…..(smirks)
Riddhima
blushes to the core. Armaan comes forward and kisses her forehead, and then
nuzzles in her hair. They carry on with their romance.
………………………………………..
Hey guys.
Okay, first of all, i know that was a very short part. But believe me, i am
very tired right now, and I have to update the other fic too. So sorry for
today, tomorrows part will be longer and more eventful.
Secondly, as said before, tomorrows part would be much longer because i wont be
updtaing on Sunday. Have an exam on Monday.
Thirdly, hope u guys liked this part. Loads of love.
Kiran
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