Tuesday, 17 December 2019

PART 28 : Mr. & Mrs. Mallik

Riddhima cursed him once before moving towards the door when the bell rang again. She opened the door and frowned. She smiled recognizing the person after a moment. As she made way for him to step inside, her smiled vanished looking at the sight infront of her. She stood rooted to the spot, positively mortified.

As her knees shook, she leaned back on the door for support. "ARMAAN" she screamed, with tears rolling down her cheeks.

Armaan jumped at once, and so did Ananya, at the sudden scream of hers. Perplexed, he ran to the door while Ananya followed him. He saw Riddhima leaning on the door slightly; still the door knob in her hand, with tears rolling down her cheeks and a blank expression filled her face. He saw the visitors at the door and smiled acknowledging them, but what caught him off guard was the reaction of Riddhima. This was not what he had expected.



"Riddhima" she heard his words and sensing him to be standing behind her, turned around and hugged him, eyes shut tightly. Not expecting this, he stumbled back on the door before balancing him and her against it. As he wrapped his arms around her, he felt her shaking due to her sobs. Now, he was truly worried. He rubbed her back trying to ease her, but could only hear her mumbling something which he couldn't understand.

Ananya was horrified to find Riddhima crying badly. Raji came running from the kitchen listening to the fuss and both of them stared at Riddhima and Armaan, while he shrugged his shoulders, still trying to calm her down. Then Ananya stared at the visitors. She smiled looking at Abhi but frowned looking at the other two people standing beside him. She gazed at the petite girl standing at the door with her eyes welled up while the guy wrapped his one arm around her and holding a little kid in his other. As she tried recalling, suddenly it hit her. She had met the girl previously.

"Armaan" Riddhima hugged him tight "An...Anjali di" she mumbled still sobbing burying her face in his neck "she..." Riddhima was shocked, or rather dumb, when she saw her sister standing at her door when she opened the door.  Utterly shocked she felt faint suddenly. She leaned back on the door for support as tears, of their own accord, made their way from her eyes. She didn't understand whether she was hallucinating or was it real? As she saw her sister, all her memories of them together flashed infront of her eyes, followed by the pain when they fell apart. It brought back the memory when her father warned her not to talk to her. It reminded her of the nights she used to cry when she went away. She missed her elder sister like hell. It also reminded her of the fact that she had stopped talking to her when they were caught by her dad, talking over phone. A sudden fear filled her heart that her sister would misunderstand her, would be mad at her or despise her. Surrounded by innumerable thoughts, she felt dizzy and when she heard Armaan's voice, threw herself in his arms, trying to hide herself in him.

Armaan smiled, relieved, listening to her words and so did Ananya and Raji. This is his typical Basket, he chuckled to himself. He pulled back slowly and cupped her face, wiping her tears as she opened her eyes. "She is here Riddhima. To meet you." He said and turned her around to face them. She stared at Anjali not knowing what to do or say.

"Riddhima" Anjali managed to utter, her voice choking as she took a step forward. She was pleasantly surprised when she got a call from Abhi few days back requesting her to meet him once. When she met him and found out that he was friend of Armaan, husband of Riddhima, her joy knew no bounds. Then she talked to Armaan over phone and agreed to fly down to Mumbai for their wedding. Her husband, Atul Joshi, was more than happy to find that smile back on his wife's face which had somehow disappeared after she had run away with him. With Abhi, they booked their flight tickets but at the last moment, the plane was delayed by a day due to bad weather and they couldn't make it to their wedding. Anjali yearned to talk to Riddhima the moment she came to know about her but it was Armaan's idea to keep it a surprise for his beloved wife.

Riddhima blinked once when she heard Anjali's words and the next moment was in Anjali's arms engulfed in a tight hug. "I missed you so much." She heard Anjali's voice and they cried their heart out in that minute in each other's embrace.

"Daddy, why is mommy crying?" They broke apart when they heard a kid's voice and soon everyone's attention diverted to him. But he was taken aback when he noticed the stares of everyone and hid his face in his father's neck.

Anjali took the kid from her husband, who was standing behind her, and smiled at Riddhima. "My son, Aarav" she said and Riddhima beamed in happiness. "and this is my husband, Ajul Joshi." She added.

Riddhima smiled at Atul, who returned it gladly, and took Aarav form Anjali and kissed him on his cheek. He stared at her for a moment and then back at Anjali. When his mom nodded at him and smiled, he kissed Riddhima back and giggled making everyone laugh.

"And I am Armaan, poor husband of Riddhima, whom she conveniently forgot to introduce." Armaan spoke dramatically embarrassing Riddhima. He moved forward and hugged Atul while smiling at Anjali. "Thanks for coming." He added.

"Oh Armaan, we must thank you for inviting us here. Else we could have missed a wonderful re-union." Atul added cheerfully, while Anjali smacked him. Riddhima was however surprised at this piece of information. Armaan invited them? When? She wondered.

"Am I not the person responsible for this re-union? And everyone forgot me!" Abhi remarked to gain the attention as he was long forgotten by everyone. When Riddhima faced him, he said "I am Abhimanyu, friend of Armaan. Hope you remember me."

While Riddhima smiled, Armaan hugged him and said "Oye, shut up. How can anyone forget you?"

"Ok! Now everyone move inside. We can talk inside the house too." Ananya said interrupting them. It was then Riddhima realized they were still standing at the door, in the corridor. She moved aside inviting them in.

Riddhima introduced Anjali and Atul to Ananya and Raji and soon everyone settled in the living room chatting away gloriously while Ananya and Raji prepared lunch. The lunch was a noisy affair again, with everyone pulling the legs of each other.

Riddhima was on cloud nine with her sister sitting beside her. A permanent smile was plastered on Riddhima's face the whole time, which didn't go unnoticed by Armaan. That immediately filled his heart with unknown warmth. But what caught his attention more was Aarav, who clung to Riddhima like a second skin, who seemed to like his maasi so much. That immediately brought a thought to his head. 'Will Aarav sleep beside Riddhima today?' and he almost panicked at the thought.

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After lunch, Raji and Ananya went for short nap, as Ananya has to catch the flight in the evening. Raji also planned to go with Ananya to Delhi for a while to give Armaan and Riddhima some space alone. Riddhima was against that idea but was convinced by Raji.

Abhi, Armaan and Atul sat in the living room. While putting Aarav to sleep, Anjali and Riddhima sat on the bed in their bed room.

"I missed you so much di." Riddhima said after a brief silence, hugging Anjali, as she burst into tears again.

"I missed you too Riddhima." Anjali replied back, her gaze watery. "How is dad?" she added closing her eyes.

Riddhima drew back when she heard that and stared at her for a moment not sure of what to say. "He is fine di."

Anjali smiled wiping Riddhima's tears. "I know that he would still be angry with me." She said looking down caressing Aarav's hair. Some things would never change and she wished them to be the same for now. "Abhi told me you ran away with Armaan from your marriage. huh? I never knew you were capable of that. You truly are my sister." She remarked, smirking, trying to divert the topic. 

Riddhima turned red at that remark of her sister as she once again remembered the eventful day. "No di, I didn't run away with him. I''" she told the crazy love story of theirs invented by Armaan and the circumstances under which they were married.

Anjali was astonished at what Riddhima told her. "You guys are crazy!" she exclaimed. "By the way, how is Armaan?" she added and noticed the color that crept Riddhima's cheeks at that mere mention. But before Riddhima could answer that, she said "No. That's fine. No need to answer that. By looking at your face glowing with happiness, I know the answer. I am so happy for you Riddhima."

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In the evening at 4 pm, when Abhi and Armaan went to the airport to drop Ananya and Raji at the airport, Riddhima, Anjali and Atul sat in the living room with Aarav on Riddhima's lap. While Riddhima was busy playing with him, Anjali nudged Atul to say something to Riddhima. But he shook his head negatively and pleaded her to do it.

Riddhima saw the exchange of looks between them and hence asked "What happened di? You need something?"

Anjali shook her head and looked at Atul while he looked away. Finally making up her mind, she decided to speak. "Riddhima, we have to say something."

"What?"

"Our return flight is at 10 pm today."

Riddhima's face fell listening to her words. "Why? Di, please stay for few days." She pleaded with tears threatening to spill out.

Anjali's heart churned looking at her. "I want to stay Riddhima, but we got leave only for two days since it was sudden. But yesterday was wasted due to the flight delay. So we have to head back." She said as Riddhima nodded glumly."We will come again. Or you can come to Chandigarh for your honeymoon." She added and winked at her while Riddhima blushed inspite of her tears.

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"Please di, I'll come to airport." Riddhima tried once again, hugging a sleeping Aarav tight, pleading Anjali to let her allow coming to the airport to bid a bye to them in the night. She wiped her tears quickly and looked at Atul and Anjali hoping they would side her.

"No Riddhima, you are not coming." Anjali repeated the same sentence which she had been doing for the past 15 minutes. She has her own reasons. She knew very well that Riddhima would burst into heavy tears if she came to airport and then she would have to reconsider staying here, which she can't. She knew she would never be able to go if Riddhima came to airport.

But Armaan's heart melted looking at Riddhima's face. Even Abhi, who was standing beside him, nudged him to do something. He felt bad for her. So he tried once, to convince Anjali. "Anjali, let her come." Armaan said slowly.

Anjali, though wished her little sister would be there for the send off, was adamant and so was Atul as he quite understood what was on his wife's mind. "Armaan, it's good if Riddhima stays back. She will make it difficult for us to go." He said and carefully picked Aarav from Riddhima.

Armaan knew the truth of his words. But he still wished there was a way out. He went and hugged Riddhima from side as fresh tears rolled down from her cheek once again. "Basket, stop crying now. They will come again. Won't you Anjali?" he asked looking at them and Anjali nodded positively trying to hold back her tears. "Now say bye with a smiling face." He added and squeezed her body gently.

Anjali smiled faintly at her sister and took her in her arms. She still couldn't believe her younger sister was so grown up and married already. But she was happy; for she knew Armaan would make sure she was happy.

"I'll miss you di." Riddhima whispered as she drew back.

Anjali wiped the tears off her cheek and added with a smile. "Yeah, I know how much you are going to miss me. With Armaan by your side, I am sure you won't even remember me."

"Di!" Riddhima whined as she heard her sister's words while everyone laughed. But deep down in her heart, she knew that would be true to the some extent.

"Okay, now if we don't leave, we will miss our flight and Riddhima's wish will be granted." Atul said as he glanced at the watch. It was time to leave. "Take care." He gave a brotherly side hug to Riddima.

"Finally, I got the chance to say bye." Abhi quoted exasperatedly. He was waiting for the past 15 minutes to say something but was totally forgotten by everyone. "Bye Riddhima. Take care. If that joker troubles you, call me. I'll be here the next moment to break his bones." He added and the next moment received a hard smack from Armaan. "What? She is my new sister." He defended himself when Armaan glared at him.

As Abhi, Atul and Anjali moved out of the house, Armaan followed them. "I'll drop you at the sirport." He said.

"Why? I know the route to airport." Abhi replied immediately.

"Armaan, you just went to airport to drop aunty. Its fine, we will take a cab." Atul said as they got into the elevator.

"No I am coming." He replied adamantly as they moved towards towards the parking lot.

Riddhima stood in the balcony and watched the car zoom away and smiled with a watery gaze. She felt extremely contenet today. Though she was happy with Armaan all these days, there was a amall void in her heart that longed for her sister. Now even that void was filled. She moved to their bedroom and sat on the bed, deep in thoughts.

Her life was drastically changed in the last 8 months. Earlier she was miserable, always pining for love. But now, she could only see love and happiness around her. She was a doctor now. Somehow her dad acknowledged her existence and her sister was back to her. She was showered motherly love by Ananya and Raji. She wondered when she thought of her mom. Most importantly she was in love with her husband who loved her back crazily. She knew she would be happy with him no matter what. Her life was almost perfect.

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While his drive back to home after dropping the others at airport, Armaan felt at unfathomable peace. Finally he was able to see the genuine smile on Riddhima's face. He remembered the sight of her when he made her face her sister. That is something beyond which he could ask for. That sparkle in her eyes and that wide grin on her face the whole day was worth anything, he sighed.

When he reached home, he opened the door with the spare key and himself slumped on the couch tired. He cursed the traffic, of which he was struck in traffic for an hour. He checked his watch. It showed 11.15 pm. He thought Riddhima would fall asleep by now. Slowly he crept to the bedroom and frowned not finding her on bed. She might be in the other one, he thought.

He changed into a track suit. As he was about to remove his shirt, he felt a pair of hands creeping his to his chest from back. He smiled and placed his hands on hers, feeling her.

"How did you reach Anjali di?" Riddhima asked hugging him from behind.

"When you told that your sister studied at IIM-S, I remembered that Abhi also did his MBA from that school. So I asked him to find out her address form the alumini portal." He replied and pulled her gently to the front.

"You are in saree?" he asked raising in brows as he found her in a red saree, her hair left open. She looked as beautiful as ever which turned him on. He pulled her closer through her waist while she blushed and looked away. "Riddhima," he called out, his voice deep with passion.

She looked up at him and finding his intense gaze, felt herself going warm. "I love you." She heard his words and smiled blissfully.

"Thanks Armaan. For everything." She replied looking straight into his eyes, conveying all her love for him through her eyes.

She rose on her toes, holding his collar gesturing him to bend down. But he stood straight, smirking at her, holding her tight. "Tch Armaan, bend down. I can't reach you." She said slightly irritated. Why doesn't he understand her and bend down a little? Should she ask for that too?

"What should I do if you can't reach me? You have to strive hard to get something." He replied cheekily, with a naughty grin creeping upto his lips. He was in a mood to irritate her now.

"Armaan!!" she glared at him with a deep frown adorning her forehead, her hands gripping the collar tightly.

"What? What is my fault if you are short? You shou-" his words were left incomplete as she pulled him down roughly with all her strength and placed his lips on hers, closing her eyes.

Armaan smiled inwardly and teased her without responding. He looked at her to find her eyes shut tight and a frown on her face. But she was no behind. She kissed him hard, fisting his hair, pressing her body over his. She then ran her fingers on his nape and in his hair eagerly pleading him to stop teasing her; making him give in the next moment. Closing his eyes, he arched her up with one had tight around her waist and the other at her back under her nape. He kissed her back with all his pent up passion, firing up her body and they drowned themselves in discovering each other's taste shedding all the inhibitions and self control.

"I love you." She whispered hoarsely clutching his shirt tight as he made his way to her neck setting her skin on fire with fervent kisses. Sucking her skin slowly, he moved to her shoulder pushing her hair off it, which came in his way. He pulled the blouse strap down and left imprints of his lips on every inch of her skin accessible to him, leaving her savoring the delight he gave her. Pressing his lips at her throat tightly, he slid down gingerly.

While he treated her skin with his lips deftly, she ruffled his hair edging him, adding to his passion. When he moved down to her breasts, she pulled him up and placed her lips on hers, kissing him deeply. As their tongues glided in and out and fought, he ran his hands on her back frenziedly, searching for a gateway that would provide him with better access with her skin.

She smiled into his mouth when she felt him untie the string at her back hurriedly. She pulled out for air, her breath shallow. Opening their eyes, they smiled at each other breathing heavily, with a mad thrill filling their heads. Taking his hand, she moved to the bed slowly and lay down while he crept over her, covering her body with his.

Relieving themselves of the clothes, and pulling the blanket over them, he fondled with her quivering body until she ached with a desire she could no longer deny. She felt her body sliding away like fine sand beneath his hard frame.

"Armaan" She moaned, her voice husky with emotions she could no longer handle.

"I love you Riddhima." He replied, panting and captured her lips as she heaved a groan of delight.

We got the whole night
You got this room for two
One thing I've left to do
Discover me
Discovering you

One mile to every inch of
Your skin like porcelain
One pair of candy lips and
Your bubblegum tongue

And if you want love
We'll make it
Swim in a deep sea
Of blankets
Take all your big plans
And break 'em
This is bound to be awhile

Your body is a wonderland
Your body is a wonder (I'll use my hands)
Your body is a wonderland

Something 'bout the way the hair falls in your face
I love the shape you take when crawling towards the pillowcase
You tell me where to go and
Though I might leave to find it
I'll never let your head hit the bed
Without my hand behind it

You want love?
We'll make it
Swim in a deep sea
Of blankets
Take all your big plans
And break 'em
This is bound to be awhile

Your body is a wonderland
Your body is a wonder (I'll use my hands)
Your body is a wonderland

Damn baby
You frustrate me
I know you're mine all mine all mine
But you look so good it hurts sometimes

Your body is a wonderland
Your body is a wonder(I'll use my hands)
Your body is a wonderland
Your body is a wonderland

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Luv
Sushmita

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