Chapter 34: The 'D' Day
About a week had
passed since Armaan's and Riddhima's engagement and Sangeet. In the week,
they had done Armaan's tilak and Riddhima's godh bharaayi in a very great
manner. Now, they were were getting ready to do Riddhima's Mehendi and
Haldi since their wedding was the following day. The girls brought
Riddhima down, who was wore a maroon lehenga choli. She sat down in the
center of the ladies and spread her hands in front of her for the henna to be
applied. A cute young girl came up and sat down beside her.
"Didi, aapke
hone waale pati ka naam kya hain?" Riddhima smiled sweetly at the girl in
front of her and replied.
"Armaan."
The girl smiled widely hearing the name.
"Arre
waay! Yeh toh kitna achha naam hain! Waise aapka naam kya
hain?"
"Riddhima."
"Wow!
Armaan aur Riddhima. Yeh sunne mein kitna achha lagta hain! Aisa
lagta hain jaise dono ek doosre ke liye hi bane ho!" Riddhima smiled at
this little girl. She was already fond of her. She was soo cute!
"Achha?"
She nodded. "Waise tumhara naam kya hain?"
"Mera naam
Saakshi hain."
"Wow!
Yeh toh bada pyaara naam hain!"
"Thank
you!" Saakshi replied with a big smile. "Waise Didi. Aap
toh bohat sundar ho, lekin Armaan jeeju dikhne mein kaise hain?"
"Umm...
tumhare Armaan jeeju dikhne mein bohat handsome hain. Unke lambe kaale
baal haain, neeli aankhin.." She turned to Saakshi and pinched her
nose. "lambi naak hain... aur bas." Saakshi's face dropped at
this.
"Bas?"
"Haan,
kyun?"
"Didi!
Detail mein bolo na!"
"Matlab?"
"Didi!
Unke muscles-shuscles, abs-vabs, kuch nahin hain kya?" Riddhima raised her
eyebrows at this. Gosh today's children! *winks*
"Haan...
hain."
"Oh my
God! Kya woh Amitabh Bachhan jaise lambe hain?"
"Haan.."
"Kya unki
Salman Khan jaisi body hain?"
"Haan."
"Kya unke SRK
jaise dimples hain?"
"Haan,
hain."
"OH MY
GOD! Didi! Armaan jeeju toh bilkul hero jaise hain! You're
soo lucky!"
"Oye!
Tum bohat zyaada pictures dekhti ho!"
"Kya karun
Didi? Yeh ladke kitne hot shot hain!"
"Tum na pagal ho! Ab chalo. Jaldi se mujhe mehendi
lagao."
"Ji
Didi." Saakshi smiled and started applying henna on her hand whereas
Riddhima thought about Saakshi's words.
Haan, Saakshi ki baat toh sahi
hain. Armaan hain toh bilkul ek hero jaisa. Amitabh ki tarah lamba,
Salman Khan jaisi hot body, Shah Rukh jaise cute dimples.. he is a hero.
RIDDHIMA! YEH TU KYA SOCH RAHI HAIN! Armaan koi hero nahin
hain! Woh... woh villian hain! Woh teri zindagi ka sukh, chain
chheene aaya hain! He is not a hero! Woh... woh hero ki face mein
Ravan hain! Haan. Woh Ravan hain! Aur Ravan ko ignore karna
hain. Haan. Ravan ko ignore kar Riddhima!
Riddhima mentally
scolded herself and then diverted her attention to the dance the ladies were
doing.
****
On the other hand, the boys were standing outside Gupta
House thinking of ways to get inside. They really wanted to see the girls now
that it had been almost a week since they had seen them. They really
hated how they couldn't see the girls just because of those rituals and rules
and all that stuff, especially Armaan. Even though he 'hated her', he was
dying on the inside to see Riddhima. Every single day seemed like a
lifetime for him, though he refused to accept that to himself.
"Come on
guys! Think about something! Hume kissi bhi tarah se aaj andar
jaana hain! Think!" Armaan said impatiently. Man he was dying
to see his bride-to-be, wasn't he?
"Chill
bro! You know you're sounding like a complete despo?" said Abhi.
"Shut up
Abhi!"
"Aha.
Hum kahein toh pagal, tum kaho toh shut up!" said Rahul.
"Rahul."
Armaan glared at Rahul and he just shrugged his shoulders, saying he just gave
up.
"Someone's
dying to meet Riddhima." Atul said teasingly, giving Armaan the final
blow. Armaan lost it and became angry.
"Agar tum
logo ne kuch aur kaha na, toh main sab ke daant tod dunga!" Armaan said
angrily and everyone just placed their fingers on their lips, knowing Armaan
meant what he said.
"Ab
socho. Kya karna hain." Armaan looked around, expecting for everyone
to come up with an idea, but when he didn't hear a sound from them for the next
5 minutes, he turned and looked at them questioningly. He was surprised
seeing them standing with their fingers on their lips. "What?
Tum sab aise kyun khade ho? Kuch toh bolo."
"Bro.
Tumhi ne toh kaha. Kuch bhi mat kaho." Abhi said cutely, melting
Armaan's heart.
"Ab itna bhi
drama karne ki zaroorat nahin hain." The boys immediately smiled and
removed their fingers off their lips. Armaan looked around and saw some
ladies going into the house with their dupatta's covering their faces. An
idea clicked into his brains and a smirk formed on his lips.
"Mill
gaya." He said with his back turned to them, confusing them.
"Kya?"
"Andar jaane
ka raasta."
"Matlab?"
asked Atul.
"Oye.
Pitvaayega kya? Hum aise gaye na, toh saari aauratein milke humara raam
naam satya kar dengi." said Rahul.
"Rahul.
Mehendi mein ladke nahin jaa sakte. Ladkiyaan toh jaa sakti hain
na." The boys were confused. What the hell was he saying!
Armaan turned around with a smirk and winked at them. As realization
dawned upon them, a big smile formed on their lips and they high-fived each
other.
****
While the ladies
were busy applying Mehendi on their hands, about 4 people entered the house
wearing colorful dresses and their faces fully covered with the loose ends of
their saris. They walked looking around carefully when they were stopped by
Anjali and Nikki.
"Suniye!"
They stopped and slowly turned around to find the two girls looking at them
questioningly and then walked up to them. "Aap kaun ho?" Anjali
inquired and the lady in blue answered.
"Jee... woh...
hum Riddhima beti ki Mehendi mein aaye hain."
"Haan, lekin
aap sab ho kaun? Aur... aapne apna chehra kyun dhaka hua hain?"
questioned Nikki and the lady in yellow answered a little too aggressively.
"Woh kya hain
na jee, hum kabhi kissi ko apni shakal nahin dikhaate." This confused the
girls.
"Aisa
kyun?" The ladies exchanged glances.
"Kyunki...
kyunki... kyunki..." The lady in green stammered but the one in blue spoke
up.
"Kyunki hum
kissi ko muh dikhaane ke laayak nahin rahe!" She turned around and
said in an extremely sad voice, almsot crying, over exaggeration clear in her
voice.
"Kya
matlab?" asked Nikki. Anjali and Nikki eyed them suspiciously and
moved closer to her slowly out of curiousity.
"Matlab
yeh... ki... log kehte hain jo bhi humara chehra dekhte hain, woh... woh... woh
barbaad ho jaate hain!" Nikki and Anjali immediately jumped back as they
heard that and looked at the ladies with their eyes wide open. They
surely didn't feel like seeing their faces now!
"T-toh
phir... aa-aap... yahaan... kyun... aaye... ha-hain?" Nikki asked
worriedly, her voice quivering with fear.
"Hum yahaan
Riddhima beti ko aashirvaad dene aaye hain." Nikki and Anjali breathed a
sigh of relief, but Anjali was still scared. She pulled Nikki a little
and whispered.
"Nikki.
Kya karein? Innhe andar aane de ya nahin?"
"Aane dete
hain. Anjie. Maine sunna hain ki yeh jo log hote hain na?
Agar woh kissi se gussa ho jaaye toh woh unhe shraap de dete hain. Aur
woh toh sach bhi ho jaata hain."
"Kya baat kar
rahi hain yaar? Aise toh inhe andar aane hi dena padega. Warna toh
problem ho jaayegi!" Anjali muttered worriedly.
"Haan
yaar." Said Nikki. Regaining her posture and confidence, Anjali
stood straight and stammered her words out.
"Th-theek
hain. Aa-aap sab... andar aa sakte hain." Without her knowledge, her
words came out a bit too harsh and orderly. The next moment, the woman in
yellow turned around a bit too furiously. The girls bent backwards as she
towered over them.
"Oye! Hum
par ehsaan kar rahi ho kya!" The girls became scared and they quickly
shook their heads, meaning they didn't mean to offend them. "Toh
phir humse aise baat kyun ki! Apne Maa, Baap ne tameez nahin sikhaayi
kya! Apne se badon se kaise baat ki jaati hain yeh pata hain ya
nahin!" They nodded as quickly as they could.
"Hum-hume
maaf kar dijiye. Humara woh matlab nahin tha." The women exchanged
looks and the lady moved back.
"Toh kya hum
andar aa sakte hain?"
"Haan!
Please andar aaye!" The ladies exchanged looks.
"Theek
hain. Tum dono andar jao. Hum aate hain." They nodded and
quickly walked inside to saved themselves from further embarassments. As
soon as they were out of sight, the ladies turned to face each other and lifted
the pallu. If anyone was looking at them at the moment, they would
definitely have a heart attack. Why? Because the ladies were none
other than the boys! The next second, they started laughing like lunatics
and laughed until their stomach's hurt.
"Oh-oh my
God! That was so funny!" Rahul said in between his laughs.
"Un-unn
ladkiyon ka... chehra... dekhne laa-laayak tha!"
"Maan gaye
Bro. Tumhara yeh idea na, top class hain!" said Abhi.
"I
know. Idea mera hain. Toh achha hi hoga na!"
Armaan said proudly, flashing his dimples.
"Lekin Atul
ne almost sab kuch bigaad diya tha!"
"Oye!
Maine kya kiya!"
"Jab ussne
savaal puchha, toh javaab kyun nahin diya?"
"Arre!
Mujhe koi sapna thodi gira tha ki yeh mujhse yeh savaal karegi!"
"Whatever!"
"Lekin jo bih
ho guys. Anjie aur Nikki ki shakal dekhne laayak thi!"
"Haan
yaar! Dekha nahin kaise darr gaye the!"
"Woh toh
hain!"
"Ab jaldi
chalo guys. Agar kissi ne hum dekh liya na, toh humari band baja
dengi."
"Sahi
hain. Come on, cover your faces!" They quickly covered their faces
again and made their ways to the hall.
As they reached
the hall, Armaan's feet stopped dead in his tracks as his gaze landed on
Riddhima, who looked no less than a goddess. There was this big,
beautiful smile playing on her lips as she watched the girls adorn her milky
white hands and feet with beautiful henna designs. His lips curved up
into a faint smile without his knowledge as he heard her melodious laugh.
He saw her suddenly break away from the rest of the world and look around.
Riddhima, who had
been enjoying the Mehendi ceremony, felt a strong, intense gaze on her and
looked around to see who was staring at her. Yeah, there were people who
were looking at her, but her eyes searched for a specific face. As she
looked around, her eyes landed on the person in blue and blinked softly.
Her eyes scrutinized the person, trying to see the face behind the veil, but
failed to do so. Thinking it was something else, she diverted her
attention back to the girls who were putting Mehendi on her hands.
Armaan was pulled
out of his trance as he felt someone nudge his shoulder and saw Rahul smiling
down on him. Embarassed at being caught, he quickly averted his gaze, knowing
what was coming next.
"Kya baat
hain Armaan? Itni pyaari si smile ke saath... kisse dekh rahe ho?"
Rahul asked him with a tinge of tease in his tone.
"M-main?
Main kissi ko nahin dekh raha tha." He said, not looking at Rahul.
"Oye.
Agar jhooth bolna hain na? Toh unhe bolo jo tumhe nahin jaante. Now
tell me the truth. Riddhima ko dekh rahe the na?" Armaan didn't say
anything just looked around, pretending not to hear him. "Natak mat
karo. Mujhe pata hain tumne mujhe sunna hain. Ab chalo.
Javaab do."
"Jab javaab
pata hain toh phir puchh kyun rahe ho?"
"Bas aise
hi." No one said anything for a while as both stared at Riddhima and
Muskaan.
"Bohat pyaar
karte ho na Riddhima se?" Armaan was stumped by the sudden question, but
kept staring at Riddhima and didn't say anything. Mostly because he
didn't know what to say but he was saved as Rahul answered the question
himself. "Aah. What a stupid question to ask! Obviously
tum usse pyaar karte ho! Warna usse shaadi kyun karoge?" In his
mind, Armaan answered the question.
Usski zindagi
haraam karne ke liye.
"Lekin jo bhi
ho Armaan. I'm very glad ki tum Riddhima se shaadi kar rahe ho.
Armaan, Riddhima ek bohat achhi ladki hain. Ek baat hain jo humne tum
dono ko kabhi nahin bataayi. Jab Riddhima pehle din apne interview ke
liye aayi thi, toh humne toh tabhi Riddhima ko tumhare liye chun liya
tha. Man hi man mein humne tay kar liya tha ki agar humari koi bhabhi
banegi, toh woh sirf Riddhima hi hogi. Tum dono ko kareeb laane ke liye
humne pata nahin kya kya kiya. Aur dekho. Ab finally woh din aa
gaya, jab Riddhima finally humari Bhabhi banegi. Sach kahun toh humne
kabhi nahin socha tha ki hume yeh din bhi dekhne ko milega. Hume laga tha
ki tum kabhi apne past se ubhar nahin paoge, but I'm glad you proved us
wrong. Mujhe bohat khushi hain ki tum apne ateet ko bhul kar apni zindagi
mein aage badh rahe ho. Congrats!" Armaan smiled lightly hearing Rahul as
he felt guilt taking over him. Here everyone was happy because Riddhima
was coming as his wife and they thought he was getting over his past, but they
didn't even know the real reason. How hurt will they be if they find out
why Armaan was marrying her? But he didn't want to think about
that. He felt a tug on his arm and heard Abhi say something to him.
"Bro.
Chalo!" He nodded and walked to the girls.
The girls, who
were busy getting henna applied to their hands, looked up as they saw 4, weird
looking women walking up to them.
"Jee, aap kaun?"
asked Padma. The women laughed and they all sat down.
"Jee woh hum
Riddhima bitiya ko aashirvaad dene aaye hain. Woh kal isski shaadi hain
na? Iss liye." Abhi said in a squeaky, woman-like voice and Riddhima
looked at Nikki and Anjali to see what was going on, but they just
shrugged their shoulders.
"Haayo
Rabba. Kinni soni kudi hain. Kissi ki nazar na lage isse." Atul
said and pretended to put a 'kaala tika' behind her ear, confusing Riddhima,
but she still smiled, not wanting to hurt the 'woman's feelings.
Then, Armaan moved
closer to her and took her hands in his, not realizing the current that passed
through her body till he heard her gasp. He looked up and saw her staring
at him with her eyes slightly wide and saw how close they were. He could
feel his heart thumping against his chest as his breathing getting
erratic. There was this feeling of happiness and contentment bubbling
inside him as he saw Riddhima so close to him. He was seeing her after a
week, which almost felt like an entire lifetime to him. He could drown in
her eyes without any complaints as he saw her staring into his eyes, as if
trying to search something.
"Aap kya dekh rahi
hain?" Came Padma's question and he immediately lowered his gaze and looked at
her hands.
"Kuch nahin
jee. Woh main innke haathon ki mehendi dekh rahi thi. Bohat
khoobsurat hain." They smiled as they heard him.
"Arre woh
dekho! Riddhima ke haathon ki mehendi ka rang kitna gehra aa raha hain!"
One of the ladies exclaimed in happiness, confusing Armaan. What did that
have to do with anything? "Kehte hain ki jab kissi dulhan ki mehendi ka
rang gehra hota hain, toh matlab usska hone waala pati usse bohat pyaar karta
hain!" Armaan slowly looked at Riddhima and saw her cheeks turn a lighter shade
of pink as she her long, thick lashes covered her eyes, making her look so
beautiful and serene.
"Armaan kitna
lucky hain! Ussi kitni sundar biwi mill rahi hain!" The lady commented
and Armaan just smiled.
Haan. Woh
toh hain. Riddhima se sundar ladki koi nahin.
His heart said to
him and he smiled. It was so true. Riddhima was the
prettiest woman he could find in the entire universe. No other woman on
Earth could manage to match her simplicity, her beauty, everything was just
unmatchable. Even the most beautiful fairy in the world would look faint
in front of her. He smiled knowing that after tomorrow, this fairy would
be his.
The rest of the
mehendi ceremony passed by smoothly and after her Mehendi was done, she went up
to her room to rest. She was completely tired because she had been
sitting there for a good 4 hours and she was just exhausted. As much as
she loved these traditions and ceremonies, she just hated how long and tiring
they were. She got a good, long nap since her haldi was in the evening.
Her haldi had also
gone very smoothly. The girls had lots of fun teasing Riddhima and
applying haldi on her body and they even teased her about her first night with
Armaan which made her blush soo much. On the other hand, even the boys
had lots of fun. Actually, they made a mess more and everything the house
was completely colored with yellow. Thank God they had enough servants to
clean the house!
Even before they
knew, the important day had arrived. As expected, the Mallik and Gupta family
were very excited and both the houses were filled with happiness and
excitement. The marriage was held in a hotel and both the families had reached
the venue in the morning and both sides were getting ready for the grand event.
Over a hundred guests had arrived at the wedding with more than half from
Riddhima's side. One of the best beauticians of Mumbai were called to beautify
Riddhima and the girls and they were doing a fabulous job in their work.
By the time they
were finished, Riddhima was looking no less than a fairy. She was dressed
in a gorgeous red lehenga choli which accentuated her curves and her perfect
body. The embroidery was done in a very neat and beautiful manner along
with the red and blue sequins. Her matching blouse was covered by the
dupatta in a very elegant manner which also covered her head slightly. A
gold maang tika was hanging from her parting which had a ruby in the center.
She wore beautiful white gold earrings and necklaces along with the long
nose ring and her hands were filled with glass red bangles.
Her face was
glowing with happiness and shyness. Her big, green eyes were outlined
with lots of kohl and mascara. Her cheeks were carrying this pink shade
which just made her look beautiful along with a slight smile playing on her
pink, glossy lips. Very soon the time had arrived when she had to go down
to fulfill the rituals of getting married to Armaan.
****
Clad in a red and
gold sherwani, Armaan came riding on the horse with the baaraati and
theshehnai playing. After the tilak and his
welcome, he was taken to the mandap and was seated there with
the sehra covering his face, waiting for his bride to
come.
Suddenly, he felt a gush of wind brush past him and he turned
around and felt his heart skip a beat seeing her. He saw the girls around
Riddhima as she gracefully descended down the stairs wearing a heavy deep red
lehenga with white and blue sequins adorning the gold border. Her head
was covered with the dupatta along with the mang tika coming
from the parting. Her neck and ears were covered with gold and diamond
jewelry. Her hands and feet were covered with mehendi that had the
deepest color along with the delicate bangles on her wrists. She looked
breath taking. He felt his chest swelling in pride knowing she was his bride.
She came and stood in front of him and both were handed the jay malas.
"Var vadhu ko jay
maala pehnaaye." Armaan put the garland on her with a smirkish-smile and moved
back. Next, Riddhima was told to put the garland on him and she put on a
fake smile and moved forward to put the garland on him, but she was shocked
seeing him being picked up by the boys.
"Itni aasaani se
nahin Riddhima Bhabhi. Ab pehnaake dikhao."
"Oye! Yeh
toh cheating hain!" Nikki yelled at the boys. Riddhima looked at Armaan
and saw him wink slightly at her and a smirk formed on her lips as she thought
of something.
"Toh tum log
Armaan ko neeche nahin utaaroge?"
"Nope!" Riddhima
gave them a challenging look and then spoke up.
"Theek hain.
Nahin utaarna toh matt utaaro. Main wapas ghar chali jaati hoon." She
said with lots of air and Armaan immediately got down and pulled her back and
made her put the garland on him. Everyone clapped as they saw Armaan's
boldness while Riddhima was just shocked.
"Not so easily
Riddhima. Itni aasaani se nahin." He said in a low voice, knowing no one
will be able to hear him and Riddhima just rolled her eyes.
They were told to
sit down in front of the fire which they did. As the pandit said
the chanted, Armaan and Riddhima prayed to God to remove all the obstacles in
front of them and bless them. The next was the Kanya Daan.
The bride's father, Shashank, was asked to come and place Riddhima's hand in
Armaan. As the wedding rituals continued, the panditadded ghee and
other sacred ingredients to the fire as they continued holding hands as a
symbol of their union.
Then they were
told to exchange seats and Riddhima now sat on his left side as a corner of
Armaan's stole was tied to the other end of Riddhima's sari.
Next, Armaan placed offerings of ghee into the sacred fire,
asking for protection of Riddhima. Then, Riddhima placed her right foot
on a stone and placed puffed rice in the fire, asking for protection of Armaan
and to be strong and fixed like the Earth.
Then, they walked
around the holy fire 4 times, with Riddhima leading him in the first 3 and
Armaan leading her in the last and took their seven vows as everyone showered
them with flowers. After the vows, Armaan was given the sindoor and
he took a little between his finger and thumb and placed it in the parting of
her hair and she closed her eyes. She frowned when she heard her
friends giggling and looked at them, questioning them through her eyes.
"Ridz. Teri
naak pe sindoor laga hain." said Anjali. Riddhima was confused again.
"Toh?" The girls
laughed at Riddhima's stupidity and Muskaan spoke up.
"Arre duffer. Jab sindoor naak pe girta hain na, toh matlab pati apni
patni se bohat pyaar karta hain!" Riddhima looked at Armaan
and saw him gazing at her intently, but she just looked away.
Next, Armaan was
given the mangalsutra and tied it around her neck. They
made an oath to each other that they'll always love each and will always remain
devoted to each other. They sat down and as the pandit chanted
some ancient hymns, they placed offerings into the fire, seeking blessings from
God to help them.
"Vivaha sampan
hua. Ab aap apne badon ka aashirvaad lijiye." Everyone clapped in the
honor of the newly wed couple. Now they were finally husband and wife in
the eyes of everyone and this was their truth. They took the blessings of
all the elders and they happily blessed them.
****
After the wedding,
everyone had a lavish buffet style dinner and they had a gala time teasing
Armaan and Riddhima as they were married now.
Finally, when the time for Bidaai
came, everyone was in tears. Riddhima,
Muskaan, Shashank and Padma cried a lot.
They had been living together for years now and now she had to leave and
go to a new, unknown house. Riddhima
tried to be all brave and strong but even she couldn't do anything. After all, she was a girl who loved her
parents a lot and now that she was married to Armaan, it pretty much meant that
she had to cut off all ties with her parents.
She just hated the rule of the universe.
Why did girls always have to leave?
Why couldn't boys leave their house and live with the girls?
"Oye. Rona band kar. T-tu rote hue na... bohat daraavni lagti
hain." Muskaan said in between her tears as she hugged Riddhima.
"Toh
kameeni... tu kahaan k-koi... koi pari la-lagti hain? Tu toh... mujhse bhi zyaada kharaab lag rahi
hain."
"Tere se toh achhi
lagti hoon! Chudail kahin ki!" As she
said this, fresh tears rolled out of her eyes.
She went and said bye to everyone in the society, knowing everything
will be different from now. Armaan, who
had been watching her, felt a tug at his heart as he saw her cry bitterly. He know it was hard for girls to leave their
houses after getting married, but he felt worse knowing somewhere he was the
reason for her tears. He felt someone
tugging his hands and looked down to see Minnie looking at him with tiny tears
rolling down her cheeks. Feeling bad for
the kid, he kneeled down and asked her.
"Kya baat hain
Minnie? Itna kyun ro rahi ho?" He asked
sweetly, wiping her tears with his thumb.
"Woh-woh Riddhima Didi
jaa rahi hain na... iss liye ro rahi hoon."
"Toh iss mein rone ki
kya baat hain? Tumhari Riddhima Didi roz
tumse milne aayegi."
"Jhooth bolna paap
hain. Pata hain na? Mujhe pata hain. Riddhima Didi mujhse roz milne nahin
aayegi. Woh tumhare saath jo jaa rahi
hain."
"Arre. Yeh kisne kaha ki main jhooth bol raha hoon?"
"Mujhe sab pata
hain. Sab mujhe bacchi samajh kar yeh hi
kehte hain. Minnie toh duffer hain
na. Usse toh kuch samajh mein hi nahin
aata. Lekin mujhe sab pata hain. Ek baar Didi chali gayi, toh kabhi kabhi hi
aayegi. Phir woh mujhe bhool
jaayegi. Maala vatlas hain. (I know
it.)" Armaan wanted to laugh at this
cute little girl.
"Nahin bhoolegi. Main bhoolne hi nahin dunga."
"Sacchi?" She asked
with lots of hope and excitement in her eyes, making Armaan smile and nod. "Ek promise karoge?"
"Kaisa promise?"
"Mujhe vaada karo. Tum Didi ko hamesha khush rakhoge. Kabhi unhe rulaoge nahin. Bolo?
Unhe khush rakhoge?" Armaan looked at Riddhima and saw her looking
straight back at him. He blinked softly
at her and answered without any hesitation.
"Haan. Main tumhari Didi ko hamesha khush rakhunga."
Riddhima felt a sense of happiness form in her heart as she heard him. The way he said those words made her feel so
happy and she knew they came straight from his heart. She could see the honesty and care in his
eyes which mirrored his heart. Coming
back to her senses, she looked away and so did he. Armaan was completely confused. What made him say that? He knew he'll never keep her happy. That was the reason he married her, to
destroy her. Then what was the point of
saying he'll keep her happy? The next
second, he was pulled out of his thoughts as he felt Minnie hug him suddenly.
"Thank you! Aap duniya ke best jeeju ho!"
"Jeeju?" He asked,
surprised. Realizing what she called
him, she pulled back and looked at him.
"Main tumhe jeeju bula
sakti hoon na?" She asked ever so cutely and he just nodded with a smile. "Yayyy!" She hugged him and so did he.
"Ab chalo. Yeh emotional scene band karo! Late ho raha hain!" said Nikki. Everyone giggled and they all headed to the
car. After hugging everyone for the last
time, Riddhima sat in the car and waved everyone goodbye as the driver drove
the car towards Mallik Mansion.
As the car drove on,
Riddhima couldn't help but see how her life had changed in just a few moments.
She wasn't Riddhima Shashank Gupta anymore. Now she was Mrs.
Riddhima Armaan Mallik. She was married to the guy that she 'hated' and
she was going to her new house now. How was she going to manage
everything?
"Kya soch rahi
go?" she heard Armaan's voice ask her with mockery and looked at him.
" Kaha tha na. Tumse shaadi toh kar ke rahunga." Riddhima
was disappointed because once again, she was facing the ruthless and heartless
Armaan again. Why did she even think Armaan was nice or anything like
that? Everything was just a facade, a lie.
"Bohat khush ho na
apni jeet par?" she asked with a smile.
"Haan."
Riddhima scoffed at the victory in his voice, which mocked her.
"Muskura
lo Armaan Mallik. Jitna hasna hain, muskurana hain, kar lo. Kyunki
aaj ke baad, tum muskurana bhul jaoge. Tumne mujhse shaadi toh kar li,
lekin yeh bhul gaye ki tumhe sabak sikhaane ke liye, main akele hi kaafi
hoon." Armaan laughed at the
confidence in her voice.
"We'll see."
Riddhima scoffed and nodded. The rest of the ride went quiet as they
mentally formulated plans for the following day.
****
The hugely decorated
car arrived at the entrance of Mallik Mansion and Armaan and Riddhima got out
of the car. They walked to the doorstep
of the huge mansion along with the others following them and were about to step
inside when they were stopped by Nikki and Anjali.
"Ruko ruko ruko! Kahaan jaa rahe ho tum dono?" said
Anjali.
"Arre,
tum dono ki nayi nayi shaadi hui hain. Tum dono aise andar nahin aa sakte." Said Nikki.
"Toh Nikki, hume andar
aane ke liye kya karna padega?" Armaan asked sarcastically, knowing what was
going to come up in a while.
"Armaan. Tum toh chup hi raho. Kanjoos makhichoos. Anyways.
Guys, tum dono pehli baar yahaan married couple ki tarah aa rahe ho. Toh sabse pehle tumhari aarti utaari
jaayegi. Okay?"
Nikki said with a
bright smile and lit the diya which
was placed on the thaali and then
moved it clockwise, welcoming them into the house with a bright smile and
placed a tika on their foreheads. Anjali placed a copper cup filled with rice in
front of them on a rangoli along with a thaali
which had wet red powder in it.
"Riddhima. Ab iss kalash pe apna right pair maar kar iss
thaali mein apne pair rakho aur andar aao." Riddhima nodded with a smile and
did what she was told. She kicked the kalash lightly, making the rice fall out
of it and then stepped on the wet red powder.
She then stepped out and then was carried to the hall, as her feet left
its prints on the ground.
As of now, everyone was
seated in the middle of the hall, with a bowl filled with milk and rose
petals. The girls were seated on one
side and the boys were on the other.
"Okay. Toh ab hain time humari aakhri game ka. Iss bowl ke andar ek anguthi chhupi hain aur
saath hi saath kuch aur cheezein bhi hain.
Armaan aur Riddhima ko yahaan se woh anguthi nikaalni hain. Jo bhi teen baar game jeetega, woh zyaada
dominant hoga. Okay? So lets start!" said Nikki.
Armaan and Riddhima
immediately put their hand in and started searching for the ring. Throughout the game, Armana kept staring at
Riddhima with a slight smirk on his lips while she didn't pay attention to
him. She kept searching for the ring
when she felt his hand touch hers. She
looked up and saw him wink at her. Her
mouth dropped open and she glared at him, but she wasn't going to just let him
be. Using her smart, wicked brain, she
used her nails and dug them into his hands, making him wince in pain. He glared at her because of the scratch she
gave him while she had a small victorious smirk on her face. As the game moved on, Armaan got the ring the
first time and took it out of the bowl.
Riddhima looked at him as if she saw a ghost and then glared at him as
he smirked at her.
"Yayy! Bro won!"
"Dekha! Bhai hi raaj karega!" Atul said with proud
and confidence clear in his voice with the girls just became sad and upset.
"Kya kar rahi hain
Ridz? Theek se kar na!" said Muskaan.
"Oye! Itna itraane ki zaroorat nahin hain! Abhi do aur rounds baaki hain!" Anjali said
while the boys just rolled their eyes.
Then they started the second round. Armaan's hand
lazily roamed inside the bowl, being confident Riddhima won't find the ring but
he was in for a surprise. The next second, the frown on Riddhima's face was
replaced by a smirk. The smirk on her face meant destruction for him and his
brows got scrunched together.
"Girls. Yeh boys
kuch zyaada hi ud rahe the na? Lekin ab inke pankh kaatne ka time aa
gaya."
"Kya matlab?"
asked Rahul.
"Matlab yeh
ki," Riddhima glanced at the girls for a moment and then looked back at
the boys and spoke with a big smile on her face. "Mujhe ring mill
gayi!" she pulled her hand out of the bowl and showed the ring to
everyone. The girls tightly hugged Riddhima while the boys almost fell off the
huge couch seeing the ring in Riddhima's hand. Swallowing his saliva, Rahul
moved to Armaan and whispered in his ear.
" Bhai. Yeh round
toh Riddhima jeet gayi. Agar next round bhi woh jeet gayi na, toh hum ladkon ki
naak kat jaayegi. Please Bhai. Baccha lena haan." Armaan nodded and looked
back at Riddhima with a determined look.
They started the last
round and this time, the tension and excitement was apparent on everyone's
face. Their eyes were glued to Armaan and Riddhima's hands, waiting to see who
would pull the ring out first. Even Armaan and Riddhima were paying attention
to the game very carefully. It was a small game, but it was like a must for
them, as if their lives were dependent on it. They kept moving their hands
around swiftly, trying to find the ring before the other would. Suddenly, both
found something touch their fingers and knowing it was the ring, they quickly
pulled it out of the bowl and said together.
"Mill gayi!"
Hearing the other say the same thing, they looked at each other and saw the
same ring in each others hands.
"OMG! Armaan aur
Riddhima ne ek hi saath anguthi nikaal li!" said Nikki.
"Isska matlab dono
hi raaj karenge?" Abhi exclaimed.
"Armaan, bacch kar
rehna. Riddhima tumhe barabar ki takar dene waali hain!" Everyone giggled
as they heard Atul. Armaan and Riddhima smirked at each other. One smirk was
for their victory and the other was for acceptance of the unspoken challenge.
Very soon, Riddhima was taken to her, or their room for their first night by the
girls while the boys were down, teasing Armaan and giving him tips, which
obviously weren't needed. In the room,
the girls were constantly giggling at their own jokes, while Riddhima just sat
in the middle of the bed, trying her best not to fall asleep.
"Nikki. Zara
soch. Aaj Armaan aur Riddhima ki suhag
raat hain. Tujhe kya lagta hain? Kya kya hoga?" Anjali asked teasingly while
Nikki jumped in excitement.
Hmph. Kuch nahin hone waala.
"Main bataati hoon na!
Sabse pehle, Armaan room mein aayega aur darvaaza dheere se band kar
dega. Phir dheere dheere chalke Riddhima
ke paas aayega aur apni sexy voice mein usse kahega, 'Riddhima, tum bohat
khoobsurat lag rahi ho.'. Riddhima blush
karegi aur Armaan usska ghunghat uthaayega.
Riddhima aur bhi zyaada blush karegi aur phir..." Nikki looked at the
girls and they said together. "LIGHTS
OFF!" Saying that, they all started to giggle while Riddhima thought to
herself.
Uh, yeah right. Main usse paas aane doongi, tab na. Woh kameene mere paas aaya na, toh main usska
sir phod dungi. Aur waise bhi. Woh aisa karne ki himmat bhi nahin karega.
Suddenly, they heard the footsteps coming from outside
and knew the boys were coming.
"Oh God! Boys
are coming! Come on girls! Attack!" The girls quickly ran and blocked
the door and closed it behind them, making it impossible for Armaan to go
inside.
"Hey! What are
you doing? Move. Armaan has to go in." Abhi ordered them, but
the girls weren't going to listen to them.
"Aise nahin.
Armaan ko hume kuch dena padega." Nikki said proudly.
"Kya matlab?
Mujhe apne hi room mein jaane ke liye tum ladkiyon ko kuch dena padega?"
"Haan! Ab chalo.
Jeb khaali karo."
"Oye! Koi paise
vaise nahin milne waale! Kyun boys?"
They agreed with Abhi and nodded while the girls remained firm.
"Kyun nahin milenge?
Yeh humara hak hain! Aur
sunno. Agar hume kuch nahin milla, toh
Armaan bhi andar nahin jaayega, okay?" said Anjali. Armaan just rolled his eyes and took out a
big bundle of money and gave it to them.
The girls squealed in delight seeing so much money in front of them and
immediately grabbed it.
"Kya ab main andar jaa sakta hoon?" He asked with a
tight, sugary smile. The girls looked at
each other and bursted into peels of laughter.
"Kya hua? Has kyun rahi ho?"
"Dekho na.
Armaan apni nayi naveli dulhan se milne ke liye kitna betaab ho raha
hain." Nikki said in a teasing voice and the girls laughed. Before the boys could say anything else, the
girls just ran away. The boys simply
shook their heads at the girls' childishness and they left after giving Armaan
a pat on his back.
Opening the door carefully, he walked inside his room
and was amazed seeing the bed beautifully decorated with rose petals and what
not. But he was confused when he didn't
see Riddhima on the bed, the way she was supposed to. Where could've she gone? He heard the soft, soothing clashing sounds
of Riddhima's bangles and slowly glanced to the other side of the room.
There she was, standing in front of the mirror with
her back turned to him. She had unpinned
the duppatta from her dress which now laid on the dresser. Her curly, waist-length hair was open and
swept to the other side, revealing her slightly bare back. He saw her struggling with her big necklace
with her back arched. Once again, he
felt the demons rising inside him as he stared at her small creamy back. He licked his lips unknowingly and walked
towards her without making any noise.
Unknown to his presense in the room, she tried to remove the necklace again,
but it was working on its own accord.
"Hey Krishna.
Yeh nikal kyun nahin raha?" She mentally cursed the necklace and got
back to work.
Mesmerized by her beauty, Armaan came and stood right
behind her and slowly raised his hand to take off her necklace when his fingers
accidently brushed her back as a gasp escaped her throat. She became stiff as she realized he was right
behind her and feeling his warm breath hit her back, she became cautious
knowing her back was visible to him.
Scared by his presense in the room, she whispered his name so he
couldn't hear and turned around swiftly as her curls hit his face
slightly. Riddhima looked at him with
wide eyes and moved back, but he caught her hand and pulled her back, pinning both
of her hands behind her back and holding them in his hand hands. Scared by his move, Riddhima mustered some
courage and questioned him.
"Ye-yeh tum kya kar rahe ho? Chhodo mujhe." She said, trying to be brave,
but couldn't. Her wide eyes and
trembling lips told him how scared she was, which just made him smirk.
"Main kya kar raha hoon? Main tumhara pati hoon Riddhima. Tumhe chhoone ka haq hain mujhe." He said in
dangerously calm voice and casual voice, shaking her from the insides.
"Bakwaas band karo aur chhodo mujhe. Warna main..." She tried thinking of a better
threat, but failed to come up with anything.
"Warna? Warna
kya Riddhima? Kya karogi tum?" He asked
her, knowing all her threats were going to be meaningless.
"Main-main chillaungi." Armaan scoffed at her threat.
"Toh chillao.
Tumhari aawaaz sun kar koi nahin aayega. Kya kahogi sab se? Ke main tumhe chhoo raha tha? Sab tum par hasenge. Aur waise bhi. Mujhe tum par tumse bhi zyaada haq hain."
With the tip of his finger, he traced her throat to her while Riddhima just
closed her eyes, not liking the way he touched her.
"Chhodo mujhe." She said in a low voice, really
wanting to move away from him. He moved
closer and kissed her neck and she struggled to move away, but he grabbed her
hair and pulled it down, getting more access to her long and slender neck.
His kisses grew wild as he moved his lips roughly over
her, leaving wet kisses and bites along her nape as he moved the necklace and
away from her and threw it away in some corner of the room. She just kept her eyes close, not struggling
anymore. She was starting to enjoy his
aggressiveness and the way she felt the desire and heat running through her own
body which scared her. This was the
first time Armaan was behaving so rough and aggressive with her, yet she felt
bliss in his tight hold. Moving up, he
took her ear in his mouth, licking and biting it. Leaving her ear, he moved his lips along her
jaw bone and finally captured her lips.
The kiss wasn't gentle at all.
Instead, it grew more and more passionate and wild each passing
second. He could feel himself running
out of breath, but he cared less. Leaving her hands, he clutched her tiny waist and
crushed her fragile, petite body against his manly one. Feeling the warmth of
her skin, he started to caress her sides, not letting go of her lips even
once. While he had completely lost control over himself, Riddhima was
also losing all her senses but she was fighting her own heart.
Her brain constantly
screamed at her to push him away and hate him for kissing her like that, but
her heart simply refused to listen to her brain. Her heart told her
to put her guards down and give into her desires and kiss him back with equal
fervor. She was completely torn between the two. She knew he was
doing all this just to get revenge from her but she also knew how much she
wanted this. The way his hands explored her body always set her soul on
fire and she would always forget what was happening around her.
Unfortunately for her, she couldn't do anything about that.
Just when her heart
decided to rule over her brain, he bit her lip harshly and she jerked her eyes
open. Realizing what she was about to do, she mentally kicked herself and
she suddenly felt disgusted at herself. Regaining all her courage and
hatred for him, she placed her free hands on his chest and pushed him away from
her harshly. All the hatred, all the anger came back to her and she stood
there, flaming with fury. Taken aback by the sudden push, Armaan stumbled
back and knocked the glass vase behind him, injuring himself. He became
mad as he saw blood flow out of his hand and looked at Riddhima. Boiling with anger he moved towards her
slowly and she moved back, scared seeing the rage in his eyes.
"Armaan. Stop it.
Aage matt barna warna achha nahin hoga." She tried threatening him but
all in vain. He was completely blinded
by his anger and he couldn't even see how much he was scaring her. She suddenly fell on the bed and became
scared knowing there was nothing she could do now. She saw him walk slowly towards and quickly
thought of a way to get out. Once he
came close enough, Riddhima tried pushing him away, but he was quick
enough. He grabbed her hands and pinned
them to the bed as he got on top of her.
Riddhima struggled to get out of his tight hold but failed as he tightened
his grip even more. Due to his tight
grip, a few of her bangles broke and pierced through her skin, making her hiss
and close her eyes in pain.
Armaan, who had been
completely blinded by his anger, felt something tug at his heart as he saw
precious tears fall down her cheeks. She
had turned her face to the side and was sobbing silently but was also biting
her lip so she could stop. Obviously it
wasn't working and he felt terrible for making her cry. His grip loosened as he realized what he was
about to do. He was pretty much trying
to rape her! He got off of her and
walked away after looking at her once.
Riddhima saw him walk away and sat up on the bed. She leaned against the bed post and hugged
her knees and cried silently remembering what just happened a few moments
back. Glancing at her hand, she felt
fresh tears come to her eyes and she cried even more. If in the first night he did this to her,
what will he do later?
****
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Sigh... so I've FINALLY put up the 4th installment! π I'm very sorry for the late update. Was going to update on Sunday, but then the power went off and everything that I wrote got deleted so I had to write again. π‘ But anyways. Armaan and Riddhima are married now so hope you all liked it! And about the rituals and stuff, I got EVERYTHING off the net! The only things I knew were the mangalsutra, sindoor, saath phere and kanya daan. I knew nothing else and I wanted everything to be perfect so I got it off some websites. :) I don't know how everything is, so if I made any mistake, I'm very sorry.
Also, some asked me about the 'Godh Bharaayi' thing. Yes, it happens during pregnancy too, but this rasam also happens before marriage. :) The last installlment will hopefully come by Sunday, so stay tuned! :)
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Finally completed this! I know everyone's gonna hate me for the last part but there couldn't be a 'sweet, romantic' moment there. From now on, it's mostly gonna be nokh-jhokhs of Armaan and Riddhima with a little bit of the gang and all that. :) Hope you all liked the part and do comment! π
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