Posted: 11 years ago
Hi friends, this is my 1st ff in DMG forum and third AR ff. I know I hvnt been updating the other AR ffs but will update them soon too. Since this idea was nagging me so cudnt stop myself. Lets see whether u all like it or not.


Characters :

Armaan Mallik - A loyal, honest and dutiful CID officer. He is the most efficient among his batch mates. A benevolent and jovial person but takes his duty very seriously. Hot and handsome and mostly all girls drool over him (nothing new ๐Ÿ˜‰). He's not at all a flirt and always maintains a dignified distance from those girls. Best friend with Rahul and Muskaan.

Riddhima : An incredibly beautiful girl. Sweet and innocent. But is she really? Or is there a hidden identity of her? More about her will be revealed with the progress of the story.

Rahul Garewal and Musjaan Chaddha - Colleagues and best friend of Armaan (The 3 musketeers). These 2 are in love with each other but are scared to confess.

Anjali Sharma : A snobbish and pompous woman. Colleague of the trio and is always after Armaan though he shows absolutely no interest in her.

Shashank Gupta - ACP of CID and a strict and responsible yet compassionate person. He is extremely fond of Armaan and relies on him for the most difficult cases.

Vivek Shergil - The villain of the story. He is a ruthless mafia and a very shrewd one too. There's no such crimes that he hasnt committed. It has become mandatory to throw him behind the bars and put an end to his terror for the survival of the whole country and to restore law and order in the country.

Maya : Works with Vivek and is secretly in love with him.

Index -

Part 1 - Pg 1










Edited by sweetshera - 11 years ago
Posted: 11 years ago
Part 1

It was like any other ordinary night. The sky was enveloped in pitch black darkness and so was the surrounding. A blue jeep was darting through an isolated road bordered by lush green forests in both sides which had even darker appearances than the night itself. The driver of the jeep was relishing soft music while driving through that land of darkness and desolation when abruptly the shrill tone of his cell phone broke through his concentration. A frown appeared on his handsome face as he wondered who was calling him now as he didn't have a family who could call him to know about his whereabouts and the cause of his late arrival. He glanced at the caller id and his frown subsided and his expression mutated into one of utter concentration and he slipped into his professional mode. He pressed the answer button and wore the bluetooth.

The guy : "Goodevening Sir. CID officer Armaan Mallik here."

Other side : '''''''..

Armaan : " Aap bilkul fikar mat kijiye Sir. Maine kaam shuru kar diya hain. Bahut jald Vivek Shergil shalakhon ke peeche hoga."

Other side : ''''''''..

Armaan : "Thank you Sir for having faith in me. I will never let you down."

Other side : '''''''

Armaan : "Sure Sir. Goodnight."

He disconnected the call and his gaze yet again fall on the file kept securely on the passenger seat beside him and yet again it filled him with the resolution to crush the mafia and throw him behind the bars. His immaculate features hardened with determination. However soon enough distraction occurred in the form of chaos erupting from somewhere amidst the darkness of the forest and was apparently approaching the main road through which Armaan's jeep was jooming away. Yet again a frown appeared on his immaculate features as he endeavoured to decipher the cause of the commotion and the exact point of its origin. However, he didn't have to ponder much over the subject as soon a petite feminine figure emerged from the forests and was scampering away while glancing over her shoulder  time and again. Soon she came in front of Armaan's jeep but wasn't hurt as he had already applied brakes. He instantly stepped out of the jeep and found the girl was panting heavily. She was sweating badly and her hair was mangled and stuck to her face. She was clad in a red bridal lehenga and jewellery. Her face was partially concealed beneath the strands of hair matted over her face. Armaan decided to approach the girl.

Armaan : " Suniye'kaun hain aap' aap thik toh hain."

The girl looked up and the first thing that caught his eyes was her beautiful large, black eyes,  brimming with unshed tears. It was as if he was entranced and he kept gazing at her fair, immaculate features, now distorted with fear.  However, soon his trance shattered as yet again both of them heard a commotion approaching them. Armaan craned his neck to see what was going on while the girl whirled around at the noice and when he regressed his gaze back to her he was stunned to see her almost paralyzed with indescribable fear.

However, before he could even utter a word, the girl joined her palms and entreated : " mujhe bacha lijiye please'.Please save me'wo log mujhe maar dalenge."

Armaan was utterly baffled as he was clueless about what on earth was going on : " Kaun aapko maar dalega? Kaun log? Aapne kiya kya hain? Aur aap hain kaun?"

The girl was about to reply when they heard the screams of quite a few men. The girl ran to him and hide herself behind his strong built and clutched his shoulder in tight fist.

Soon the men approached nearer and came to halt three ' four feets from Armaan and the girl.

The man who was apparently the leader of the group stepped forward : " Sahabji! Is larki ko humare hawale kar dijiye."

Armaan crossed his arms across his chest as the CID officer in him surfaced : "Aur aisa main kis khushi mein karunga?"

Another man who was comparatively shorter said : " Kyunki isne jo kiya hain uske baad isko jeene ka koi haq nehi."

Armaan : "Aur aisa kya kiya hain isne? Kya kisi ka khoon kar diya hain jo aaplog iske khoon ke pyase bane fir rahe hain?"

The leader now spoke again : "Is kudi ne humare gao ki ijjat mitti mein mila di. Isne shaadi karne se inkaar kar diya wo bhi shaadi ke mandap par."

Armaan was now befuddled. He now turned to look at the girl behind him who was shedding tears silently and whose gaze was fixed on the ground and then turned again to face the riotous mob : " Aisa kyun kiya isne?"

Now another man spoke : " Aur kya sahabji itna gurur hain is larki ki. Sabke samne dusre gao se aaye larke ko keh diya ke shaadi nehi karegi. Arey aisi bhi kya baat thi, bas ek dusri shaadi hi toh thi dulhe ki '."

However, he was cut in by an astounded Armaan : " kya kaha? Dusri shaadi thi? Fir toh isne jo bhi kiya bilkul sahi tha. Kya aapko pata nehi ki ek patni ke rehte dusri shaadi gairkanooni hain?"

However, another much younger man stepped forward : " Wo sab humein nehi pata. Hum bas itna jaante hain ki isne humari gao ki ijjat nilam kar diya aur ab hum isko nehi chorenge."

As if energized with a new vigour the mob stepped forward but halted abruptly when Armaan fished out his gun and pointed at them.

Armaan : "Main bhi dekhta hu mere rehte kaun isko haath lagata hain. Yeh mere saath jayegi mere ghar."

The leader stretched out both his hand controlling the mob who had already backed away and snapped : " Accha? Aur kya kahengey duniya se aap ki kyun hain ek kunwari larki aapke ghar mein aur kya kahegi yeh ki kyun reh rahi hain ek paraye mard ke saath bin shaadi ke? Kis haisiyat se rahegi yeh aapke ghar?"

Armaan himself didn't know what made him say that but it was as if almost automatically it came out of his mouth : "meri patni ki haisiyat se. Main karunga inse shaadi."

An eerie silence fall over the mob and they gaped at Armaan as if he had gone berserk. They were looking at each other and Armaan partially turned back to see the girl gaping at him with great astonishment in her large, beautiful black eyes. Armaan grasped the girl's hand and freed his shirt from her grip and gently pulled her beside him.

Armaan : "Yaha pe koi mandir hain?"

The leader who was standing flabergasted by the turn of events fumbled as he asked : "Ji?"

Armaan repeated his querry with increasing impatience : " Maine poocha yahan pe koi mandir hain kya?"

Now it was another man who replied : "Mandir? Haan wo yahin paas mein Kalimata ki mandir hain. Kyun ji?"

Instead of replying to him, Armaan just gestured them to lead him and strode forward leading the girl holding her hand in a tight clasp.

Soon they reached the steps leading to the temple in a clearing in the midst of the forest. Armaan took the lead at the moment and began mounting the steps of the temple, while pulling the girl gently alongside. The mob gaped at each other and then followed the young couple.

Soon they reached the temple courtyard and made their way to the temple. The priest was making arrangements to close the temple for the day and was flabbergasted to see so many people at that hour in the temple.

However, before the priest could even utter a word, Armaan stepped forward.

Armaan : " Pandit ji. Aapke yahan shaadiyan toh hoti hongi hain na?"

Priest : "Ji hoti hain beta"

Armaan : " Aap shaadi ki taiyari kijiye."

Priest was shocked out of his wits and fumbled with his words : "Par shaadi kiski karwani hain beta?"

For a moment Armaan was quiet, then he turned to the girl beside him and without removing his gaze from her he replied : " Humari."

Priest gulped : "Ji"

Armaan replied in a determined tone : " Ji haan. Ab jaldi kijiye."

Priest nodded and within a few while he arranged for a simple wedding and asked the bride and groom to come and sit in front of the holy fire.

Armaan filled the girl's parted hair with vermilion and tied 'mangalsutra' around her neck and then they took rounds of the holy fire for seven times holding hands.

All these took place within a few moments and soon the priest declared the girl to be Armaan's wife.

Armaan now whirled around to face the mob : "Ho gaya? Mil gayi chain? Abhi kisi ne ek kadam bhi aagey baraya toh meri goli uski sar ki aar paar hogi. Seedhe tarike se nikal jaiye aap sab."

With slow murmurs among themselves, finally the mob retreated and slowly dissapeared in the darkness of the forest.

It was at this moment that the girl sighed in relief and turned to Armaan still not letting go of his hand. Armaan blinked his eyes in assurance.

Armaan : "Chaliye. Ab aap khatre se bahar hain."

With this he stretched out his hand towards the girl. Slowly but hesitatingly she put her hand on his bigger one and his strong fingers enclosed gently but firmly around her delicate hand. Toghether they took the blessing of the Priest and with quick steps sauntered out in the intimidating darkness.

Edited by sweetshera - 11 years ago
Posted: 11 years ago
so interesting  very hooky story and nice ad wonerful concept please do continue soo and your other ffs too waiting for it hope to see updates fron you continue soon dear
Posted: 11 years ago
nyc start ..
story seems interesting 
continue soon๐Ÿ˜Š
Posted: 11 years ago
Interesting concept, please pm me when you continue :D

Nikki <3
Posted: 11 years ago
sounds pretty interesting! do continue it
Posted: 11 years ago
that was a really interesting concept and the part was really nice 
i just hope riddhima is not involved with the mafia gang and traps armaan. plz update ur other ffs as well :)
Posted: 11 years ago
Wow Interesting and different concept:-) Armaan is CID officer Wow:-) Thanks 4 the PM:-):-) and UPDATE soon DEAR:-):-):-) Waiting 4 the next part...
Posted: 11 years ago
wow pehli nazar me shadi...i am damn ssure that the mystery girl is ridhima who armaan married...cont soon

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