Chapter 47

Aditi

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Chapter ~ 27

Shilpa asked finally, “Wada raha?”

“Haan raha wada ab jao nahi to nahi ruk paunga main GO!”, Armaan loosened the hold and fell down on the floor rooted there like as forever. Shilpa too ran from the spot without looking back in tears.

Armaan was on his knees, crying and crying as for eternity looking to the skies and screamed a louder, when a palm rested on his shoulder,“Ammy!”

He looked towards Riddhima and hugged her tightly, “She left me forever,forever, like mom and dad”, and he kissed his tears and continued, while she caressed his hairs, “why everyone leaves me? Why”, he screamed in tears.

She helped him in standing, wiping his tears whereas ignored her own and wrapped her again in her arms and consoled, “everything will be fine” and was about to leave to explain everything to Sid but he tightly held her wrist, “No!You can’t”

“But Ammy…”, she tried to make him understand but he shushed her, “I’ve promised her and being my best friend, promise me, you wouldn’t tell about me and Shi---Shilpa to anyone”, he stammered at last.

She tightly closed her eyes and hopelessly took his name, “Armaan”, and shrugged her head.

“Accha come with me, they have gone”, she informed him this to him took him to her cabin. She offered a glass full of water which he denies but she forcefully helped him to quench his thirst.

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Silently, Shilpa entered into her room which gone unnoticed by her childhood friend Sid, “What has happened to her?” Following her he found the closed door and he bawled his tongue and returned back, finding his mom,“Nervous?”, for which he answered nodding his head, “so she is”, she whispered at which he smiled lamely but something was awkward for him, which he neglected.

Tears were drenching Shilpa’s face and she was caressing them to wipe, “Armaan”, whispered she looking at the painting and hid one of the‘S’, which represented Sid and sobbed even more and done diary writing, her secret admirer.

The last night before wedding was so hard, for all the 3, who knew about Armaan and Shilpa, except Sid.

“I love you so much Shilpa”, Armaan whispered.

Shilpa sobbed on her window sill, “But I hate you Armaan”

“I hope I could do something”, Riddhima bit her lower lip.

Sid massaged his frown, “What has happened to Shilps?”

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The bungalow was not draped less than a bride, after all it was the only wedding for the family and it was the D-day.

Sid unlike every dulha, was ready to get married with Shilpa and was looking at their childhood photograph on a cycle, which was riding by Sid and Shilpa was sitting on the carrier holding him tight.

He smiled and contort his perfectly gelled hair by massaging them, without realizing that he has taken an whole half an hour to perfectly comb them and the turban tier was about to come.

He smacked his forehead and erased the kumkum tika as well; his father smacked his back, “Gadhe! You’re going to get married and still you’re not able to get ready. Let me help you”

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On the other side, Armaan was perfectly ready in a simple stand collar suit with the same cuff links of his initials, once upon a time gifted by Shilpa on his birthday.


The same time Riddhima knocked door and he allowed her, “Come”

He gelled up his hair and perfectly comb them in a single go, at which she was astonishingly asked, “you are over ready Ammy”

Gulping fresh saliva he replied, “SHE should understand that everything is perfect from my side”, and he wiped freshly formed tear from the corner of his eyes with the help of his thumb which Riddhima noticed and he ordered,“let’s go”

“Dad is also coming”, she informed.

“Okay”

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Shilpa was in dilemma but jumping the pebbles adoring in the attire of the bride- bride of Dr. Siddhant Modi, which was the saddened part, after all he wasn’t the person to whom a girl want to marry, but not a person to whom she didn’t want to get married.

It was Armaan Mallik. She was going to get married to Siddhanth only for the favor which his parents has done to her from childhood, by raising her, just for a promise which they had done to her parents and she wanted to sacrifice her whole life for the happiness of Sid by doing this.

The promise bound Armaan and Riddhima too entered the mandap area and HIS eyes fell on her. She was actually as it is looking like the bride he wanted for him, but alas the girl was the same to whom he wanted as his bride but not her bride.

He pressed her tearful eyes and looked at her with a hope that she will dis-enthrall  him with her promise. She too looked at her in tear-filled eyes but didn’t.

Riddhima noticed all this and wanted to unbound the promise of her best friend when he looked at her to not and she pressed her lips with disheartened,helplessness and prayed to the skies, “oh holy god! This is a sinless spot please bring them together, they deserve to be, for my friendship and their love”,and licked her lips.

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Shilpa sat in the mandap on the place of the bride when the turban binder asked, “Where is the dulha? Only he is left for binding the turban”, listening this everyone was confused that why didn’t he come yet.

When the same time, Shashank Gupta arrived, who treats Shilpa like her daughter after the Riddhima Armaan ring ceremony, which was arranged like his daughter wanted to be, just only because of Shilpa, hence he was the part of the wedding as well.

But the missing dulha, arrived at the same time and asked the turban binder to bind it on his head. He followed him and stepped forward Armaan, “painting karte ho, gana gana aata hai”, smilingly asked.

“Yes. Armaan is a very good singer”, Shashank interrupted before Armaan could say anything and he had to do it, on the wedding of his own beloved with tears in his eyes which he wiped.

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A/N: The story is coming to an end with the next part. I would like to thank you whoever has liked the story and I will be expecting the same love for my stories in future as well. :) :)

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 ~Aditi