Wednesday, 8 May 2019

part 50 : Nashaa


"Muskan !" Pause "Anjali...!" "Kahan ho larkiyon....?" Keerti shouted as she worked around the beautiful house, decorated with flowers – lights, and Lots of women – walking from one pile of group to other – talking, commenting... .gossiping was full on at the first function of Wedding...


Riddimaa was giving a pure Yellow color Ankarli dress with soft frills at end, giving her petite figure a perfect layout... She was made sit in the center with all young girls around her, with music in the house..




Enjoying to be center of attention – she feared not to feel vomit at all or else all guest might end up gossiping regarding her... which no one wanted esp, not Riddimaa wanted bad names for herself and for the baby offcourse, sitting quite she enjoyed the function to full zeal,




'Arman I miss you.....' she whispered.... seeing muskan jumping up – at the center and dancing with all masti and fun.... soon other joined up while Riddimaa just smiled, and remembered her golden precious moments... with Arman




How he held her in his arms, for the first time when he had kidnapped her..... how he had got intimate with her when she wore his cloths – how they grow soo close... to eachother that she ultimately fell for him and gave him the only thing she had.... and in return she got a price gift – that is developing in her soul....

"Aree... did you heard the news that this Riddimaa Malhotra has a chance of being Riddimaa Gupta?"

"Could she be …. the daughter of that terrorist?" other elderly women commented, having her drink in between

"Aree nae ! She looks too innocent with face ! Soo cute" he bubbly women commented staring at Riddimaa's back




"Huh? Innocent face ! Thats what they do ! Make rich boys fooled up ! Get them trapped up and force them to marry !" An arrogant women commented "My husband works with Arman and Rahul – he told that its 90% chances that she is a terrorist daughter..." she added, aggressively...




Riddimaa abruptly got up, and ran across the hall to the near by room, with tears brushing off her eyes....

Opening the door she was shock to see all the boys in here, peeping at the hall

Her Tears never stopped, closing the door behind she walked up to the washroom when Arman held her hand "Kyaa.. hua?" he frowned.




"Ridd..." Muskan came in but shut the door at once taking Anjali in with her "Guys ! What are you doing here...? have you lost it??" Muskan blasted when Rahul placed his hand over her mouth




"Chilla Matt ! Merii maa ! We will get in trouble... by the way I enjoyed your dance...!" he took her to a corner of the room.

Atul And Anjali went to other corner, while Riddimaa embraced him... tight, sobbing softly.... Rohail and Shubhankar step out of the place, Though Shubhankar went in through front doors to look up to the matter – why was Riddimaa Actually crying...

"Arm..an... I really love you" she whispered kissing his chest.. "I love you too Jaan Par hua kya....?" he asked soothing her back, "Arma..n I am not marrying you … for money... "she shook her head.... "people... out there think I am Riddimaa Gupta.... they made... comment on me....!" Riddimaa whispered...




Arman didn't get the whole thing but the bits and pieces were good enough....




"Riddimaa Tum yahan aoo !" Arman took her too bed "Guys.. please ! Its serious ! Can you four postpone your romance.. !" arman shouted in the dark- room




Getting all around Riddimaa and Arman... they all heard what Muskan heard too... as Riddimaa just sobbed softly. Hearing a little hurdle out side... Arman thought to go out of the room and come in through front doors...

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"How Dare YOU commented On Riddimaa !" Shubhankar fought with few ladies "You Are Guest ! Be Guest ! Eat Enjoy and LEAVE !" he added, keerti rubbed his arm, to ease him – but he didn't.... he didn't like people involving in his family thing... he hated it. He even was angry on keerti to invite such friend of her...




"Aree Bhai shahab … why are you getting angry... ! Hum tou bass... We were just talking..." One of the women commented.




"Kya huaa Sir...?" Arman Walk in, with a stern face...




"Kuch nahi Arman – tum jao Riddimaa ka paas she is in that room" Shubhankar pointed, winking at Arman, who went to the room through the women crowed... trying hard to hide his grin...



Finally getting a room to themselves, after guest, Arman waited patiently For Riddimaa to come out after changing from Washroom.. while he wandered his eyes over a magazine...




"Arman.... Where are others?" she asked as she stood in front of him tying her hair in a messy bun – her hands stretched out back as she stood wearing a t-shirt with a loose Pajama...




walking up to him – she fell in with her back at him – in his lap... he circled her waist, with a smile... "All are down stairs...." he holded her arms – caressing its length




"its a whole day …. you know.... now we getting time for eachother..." he whispered, holding her tight on him....




"yea.... I missed you too..." she whispered back, with close eyes felling his nose, rubbed on her nap from back....

"You smell as …. urghh... damn... its too hard to hold up you know...!" He whispered, passing a sweet, nibbling kiss on her nap...




"hmmm...." she smiled, forgetting and even trying best to delete the worst encounter of her life that destroyed her function




"don't worry – I will take care that nothing happens tomorrow ! And no one destroys the tomorrows function..." he turned her face, moving his hand down to her neck, holding it firm as he nibbled – sucked her lower lips, while she responded back

Knock Knock

"Kon....?" arman asked, still probing her to keep on kissing....




"Arman lets go we are leaving !" Rahul shouted from outside the doors...




"OK …. Go... I m coming..." Arman replied, Making her lay down, bending over her – as he kissed her lips, more passionately, bending over her, holding her firm under him, as he bit her upper lips, getting conscious she pushed him




"Go..." she whispered, keeping a hand over his cheek... "Dil nahi kar raha...." he replied pecking her lips,




"can't I stay...?" he make a puppy face, bending over her...




"No... ! Keerti Aunty Will mind that... please Arman... its only two more days... now... Jaoo..!" she whispered, kissing his lips, last time, pushing him back … she waited for him to get... which he did – after a final kiss – he was pushed out of the room, at the end.




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Next Day,




It shined bright and hot around the world.... Making Riddimaa get up due to sweat she felt through the sun emending in her room, uninvited...




She shook her head, when she heard a little shouting out side the room, Muskan who slept on her stomach beside her "Muskan...." Riddimaa shook her back

"Anjali..." Riddimaa shook Anjali too who was beside Muskan..

"Get up guys,...." Riddimaa got up rubbing her eyes, she tied her bun of hair – and walk out of the room, only to bump in some one, "soory... uncle... "she mumbled walking down the stairs, when that 'Uncle' pulled her back




"from which Angel do I look like Uncle...?"




"ARMAN?" she smiled, hugging him – unconsciously... "how come you are here!" she commented moving away as a pile of working girls laughed at her...




"came to supervise your mehndi Function … so that My gorgeous Bride don't end up spoiling her this function too" he kissed her cheek "i will catch in a while let me just complete some work !" arman added, as he went back to his work making Riddima shook her head at his adorable ethics, rushing down to the kitchen as her Stomach twisted with hunger...







"Riddimaa... beta... after Breakfast … take a place in hall so that your mehndi could start up..." Keerti made her eat breakfast while instructing




"Aunty... I am done with the work you said, light done ! Even fresh flowers are arranged ! Mehendi is out in hall …. and Yea... women gathering around the house too ! Please tell my bride to dress up soon !" Arman commented in end, while having a bite from her plate, and then going to fridge for water




" -Showing-tongue Arman don't get jealous as I am getting all the attention and love !" she replied...




"Oh I am sooo Jealous!" he squeezed his eyes at her, kissing her forehead – he went out after a little more chit chat.... Keerti kept on making silent prayer for their health being as they talk – teased eachother.....

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Love Maha

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