Monday, 12 March 2018

Part 8 : YOU INSIDE ME (AR)

It had been hours, but Ridhima still kept herself shut inside her bedroom…she had tried of crying…and she didn't decided what is the best thing to say to Armaan the moment she had to face him later…she didn't know what kind of spirit that had possessed her today to kiss Armaan like that nor did she understood why she would always felt herself losing control whenever Armaan was around her…a knock on the door make her got up and leave her bed the first time since she had entered the room…

"Yo!!! Still not in the mood to talk to me???" asked Armaan when Ridhima opened her bedroom door… Ridhima stared at him with a pairs of red eyes…this man…had he ever learnt how to respect girls??? Ridhima chose to ignore him…she walked back into her room…but she left the door stood apart…ARmaan took that as a sign to come inside…so he followed RIDHIMA…


"Have you been crying all day???" he asked her when they had sat down on Ridhima's bed…again Ridhima ignored him…Armaan smiled playfully…isn't he is the one who is supposed to be sulky at this time???

"You know, you can't blame me for saying something rude like that just now…you're an unfaithful girl," Armaan said innocently… Ridhima thought furiously, so you know you are rude, you idiot donkey!!!

"Come on!!! I hate not talking to you…" Armaan said again after he received no respond at all from Ridhima … Ridhima looked at him…she can't stay silent forever right???

"I thought you are the one who didn't talk to me…I thought you reeallllly like it not talking to me…so why bother asking me to talk now???" asked Ridhima out of irritation with Armaan's actions…Armaan smiled evilly… Ridhima looked at him, confused…how can he smile now???

"You are talking right now…it seems to me you are not really suffering a deadly disease," he said to Ridhima, laughing at her expression when she heard Armaan's words…

"So, you are the funny guy now," Ridhima answered him, giving him a cold look…Armaan nodded…

"Always…it just I never show it to anyone…except my bandmates," he admitted laughing again… Ridhima rolled her eyes…then, she remembered something…

"Oh, how can I forget it??? Muski said that in your debut in Hawaii, you had been elected as the comedy leader…of course…big unfunny man," Ridhima said sarcastically…Armaan smiled again…so, she did knew something Ridhima about his past…Armaan nodded repeatedly…

"Can you remind me again why we are here???" asked Armaan after sometimes they kept in silent… Ridhima stole a glance at him…he had taken off his sweatshirt…and now he was wearing a blue sleeveless shirt…urgh,God!!! Does he really have to look so breathtakingly gorgeous in everything he wore and in every minute???

"Em…we want to see my grandpa…" Ridhima replied him when she realized that Armaan

 had been looking at her too…she gulped and got up to look outside her window…his grandpa probably is in the small cottage at the back of their house…and sure enough, the lights is on there…

"He is in the small cottage there…let's go Armaan

," Ridhima said, suddenly feeling excited…she turned to look at Armaan

 and her bright smiled faded a bit when she saw Armaan

 was looking at him with a unexplained expressions on his handsome face…

"Don't ever fall in love with me, Ridhima…" Armaan

 said in a small voice…now, Ridhima completely lost her smile at all…why the hell is he saying that??? It is not a crime to fall in love with someone…

"Why did you say that???" Ridhima asked him, her voice was shaky…controlling her emotions…she could tell her tears would burst any minute now if Armaan

 had left her alone… Armaan

 sighed…laying down on her bed, Armaan

closed his eyes… Ridhima waited for him to answer her question…

"Because…I'm an idol…as an idol, I had lost any right to fall in love…nor did to be love by any girls…they can admiring me, adoring me…but I can't give my love to any of them…it is parts of my commitment to my fans…to my group, my company…and I don't want to hurt you…if you really fall in love with me, I will never ever able to admit that I love you too…I can't even make it real to you," he answered her at last… Ridhima felt herself getting cold… Armaan

 figures on her bed was somehow no longer a figure of a famous idol…it is only a figure of a young boy…20 years old that yearning to be loved and being in love…but his small body carried a too heavy burdens…he was not allowed to be in love…

"Well…thanks for reminding me that but I can't too…I have a boyfriend already," Ridhima told him in a small voice… Armaan

 got up and stared at her… Ridhima stared at him back…their eyes met…did what they felt towards each others was called 'love'??? Or was it because of the connections of the couple that resemblances them inside their dreams was making them felt it??? At last, Armaan

dropped his gaze…he sighed again…

"I guess it is time to meet your grandpa now," he said…standing up, he walked outside leaving Ridhima to stood there by the window… Armaan

 bite her lips…she could tell that Armaan

 didn't expected her to reply something like that just now…but she didn't want to look like a fool in front of him…she didn't want to admit it if she really had developed some feelings for him…because he himself had reminded her not fall in love with him…so... Ridhima sighed…but she walked outside her room too…

"Grandpa, this is my friend…his name is Armaan

Ridhima introduced Armaan

 to her grandpa…Jun took the old man's hands and shook it…he looked at Armaan

 from behind his glasses…he nodded a bit… Armaan

 looked at him questioningly…does this old man fit enough to remember anything??? Ridhima only shook her head…

"Armaan

…you are that singer right???" Ridhima's grandpa asked Armaan

… Armaan nodded…so he knew him eh???

"Erm, grandpa??? Do you remember about that sad love story you used to tell me and the others when we were kids???" Ridhima asked him, no longer able to wait… Armaan

looked at the old man, looking for an expression…but somehow, the old man remained calm…he only looked at Armaan

…as though he is the most valuable thing he had been admiring most… Ridhima remained silent…it can't be… does her grandpa is a fans of Armaan

 too???

"Urm…Mr Gupta??? Is there's something wrong???" Jun asked him…this old man is totally a weirdo…he thought dully…he glanced at Mao…she shook her head…biting her lips in confusion…

"Yes…of course I remembered it…but why did you ask Ridhima??? You never seem to bother to know before," answered Mr Gupta after a long of painful minutes for Ridhima and Armaan

… Ridhima smiled…

"Just wanted to hear grandpa telling a story…that's all…you are a very good story teller right??? Armaan

wants to hear it too…are you???" Ridhima answered him back, raising one of her eyebrows at  Armaan

, Armaan looked at her and nodded quickly, grinning at the old man…what a mess…persuading an old man…

"I see…well, sit down properly now you too…the stories are going to be quite long…always everyone will be sleeping at the end of it…too tired, I guess…" said Ridhi's grandpa…he seems to be enjoying himself…now he had two audiences for his stories… Ridhima rolled her eyes while Armaan

 grinning widely, nodded and nodded at the old man, agreeing with what he was saying…

"Let's begin…where shall I start??? Tell me Ridhima dear…which part shall I begin???" he asked Ridhima when they had settled down on the living room floor facing the old man who was seated on the rocking chair, facing the front door… Armaan

 looked at Ridhima…he smiled a bit, encouraging her to start…she took a deep breath and said…

"From the beginning…from where the couple met till the end of the stories," Ridhima said firmly…

Heaven

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