"This is getting Difficult." Muskan cried, "Baby let me help you!" Rahul tried to help her out. "NO …. Stay away from me! You son of ******" Muskan cried, in pain – anguish. Everyone stopped at their place, as Muskan cursed Rahul loud with lot of aggression in her tone. Even Rahul gulped and stepped back, away from her bed and esp. away from her…. She was no less than a witch at this moment, so it was better he and majority of others stayed away from her, which included, Billy, Naina, Atul, Doctors and Nurses.
Armaan glared at Rahul, and stepped towards a crying Muskan, "dhek… chup kar… Muskan, you would scare the little champ of our family yrr." Armaan spoke and pulled the cot near her bed to which Muskan shut her mouth with her palm though her whimpers and sniffs were at its best. Armaan smiled and walk to other side of bed, very carefully he slid a hand around her waist, "if it hurts just tell me…! No need to shout. Just tell me to stop – and I swear I will stop." Armaan told her "okay?"He added, before proceeding to what he wanted to do "ya..e" Muskan replied, softly while gulping her tears down her throat, "slo..w." Muskan whimpered as her body began to hurt, due to delivery – Her pain was still new, it was just last night she birthed and A while a Back, Rahul had carelessly tried to make Muskan sit, which had resulted in hurting Muskan to Badly, due to Muskan's sudden shout and crying yelp Rahul lost his attention and carelessly left her on sitting position without providing any support to her back with pillow, which ultimately hurt Muskan even more and she was in no state to keep up with her balance. Afterwards, Billy and Naina walked in and made the situation more difficult, not calling the doctor or nurse they tried to wear the thinking cap and rush to help her out by making her lay down, she went through a bit more pain, until doctor and Armaan walked in worried hearing Muskan crying err yelling, while others panicking around her.
"Is it comfortable now?" Armaan whispered, Muskan just nodded, with close eyes, Armaan arranged the pillows at her back, and made her sit properly. "Kya huaa?" Riddhima spoke from door, "why is she crying?" Anjali stepped in, "relax guys…" Atul replied to the girls, walking in equally worried to see Muskan all teary... "I think we should empty the room it is too crowded up now." Naina muttered and walk out with Billy. "tu theek hai…" Armaan pulled out tissues from tissue box and cleaned her tears, as if she was a better "yea… I am better Armaan. Tu mujha apna bacha ki tarhan treat karna bannd kar!" Muskan faintly smiled and kept her hand over his, taking tissues from Armaan, who chuckled and stepped back. "Muskan jaan… sorry, I didn't do anything intentionally." Rahul rushed and stood right behind Muskan, "It is okay… Rahul… tu first time dad bana hai na that is why…!" Atul teased, to which Muskan laughed, and shuddered in pain at the end. "Its okay Rahul – u didn't want to hurt me – I know…" Muskan whispered, not looking at him as her eyes were close, "Riddhi… tie my hair, please." Muskan requested, "Yes I will… Muskan, par, tell me hua kya… what did Rahul do…?" Riddhima asked, feeling out of the place. "Ignorrre…" Armaan said, shaking his head, he pulled Atul and Rahul out of the room, to give girls some time to one another. "Anjali – I want my baby…" Muskan said while stretching her arms out. "aww… why not muski…" Anjali replied, smilingly. "I missed you Anjali – thank god you are back to us… esp. when I need my friends the most." Muskan said, clasping a hand of Anjali while Riddhima circled her arms around Muskan's neck.
Later in afternoon, Riddhima walks up to Armaan, who was settled on the bench with Rahul and was lecturing him that he should get more attentive when around Muskan and now when he has stepped into a new relation, of being a Papa – than it is high time he act like one. On the other hand, Rahul was listening to Armaan's every word very politely and quietly. When Riddhima kept a hand over Armaan's shoulder from behind, interrupting him, as she has been missing him from quite a while "Hi…" she whispered to him, locking her gaze with him, "hello…" Armaan smiled at her, gazing up at her, getting up. "Rahul… Muskan wanted to talk to you… she is feeling sad for shouting at you… Go on… be with her." Riddhima told Rahul, while breaking her eye contact with Armaan. "She isn't at fault – I should have been more carefully when I said I would help…" Rahul muttered and stood up to go into the room. "It is okay… Rahul. It was your first mistake, she has forgiven you already – let it go and enjoy the moment of being a parent." Riddhima patted his back to soothe him down.
"So…" he whispered, standing right behind her, she closed her eyes, and slightly leaned over him, with close eyes, "so … what?" she whispered back as his one arm surrounded her waist, "Acchu!" a pass by sneezed, making Armaan close his eyes in annoyance, while Riddhima distanced away, gathering the fact that it was a hospital not their room. "Why don't you go home…? Armaan, it has been almost 30 hours that you are here…! Go home and rest I am here!" Riddhima reasoned as she looks up in his red shot eyes. "nahh… I won't be able to sleep without you – so it is useless to go home!" Armaan commented while smirking, cheekily, standing close to one another while holding hands. "tou take her with you naa!" Anjali stepped out of the room to give the new parent a moment with the baby, "oh well I would love to…! Shall we leave, Riddhima." Armaan said happily. "shusshh! Armaan!" she pushed his hand away which he was tugging around her waist and pulling her, close to him. "Oh come on! Riddhima, go for a while na…" Anjali forced, smiling at duo's affection. "No Anjali – you and Atul should go and drop Armaan at home. Please… look at both of them worn out and seriously, it Is not Me who need to spend some quality time with my husband it is You, who needs to be with your man right now… you getting what I mean…" Riddhima said, "But Riddhima…" Anjali tried to resist the offer though her heart wanted to give in. "oh come on anjie… we know you are desperate to be with him, after such a long journey of separation…." Armaan stepped in…
"Armaan… I don't know..." Anjali whispered helplessly.
"Get Going Anjali…!" Riddhima commented, rolling her eyes, "where?" a voice boomed from behind Riddhima, "Hey Atul…!"
Riddhima wished, looking at him right behind her. "Hello…" Atul hugged her side way lightly, "so we were thinking; why don't you and Anjali go home and take out some time for one another?" Riddhima added, smiling widely. "Don't know, about her. I really need to go home, firstly I need to lie down, for a while and second I stink!" Atul commented.
"Bro you always stink!" Armaan couldn't help but snigger and grab Riddhima by her waist, and she smacked Armaan for being rude to Atul. "Shut up Man! It is you, who always stink, not me!" Atul frowned and tried to resist his annoying comments which he has been handling all of this all night long. "Riddhima, I am not going to spend another night with your annoying husband! He has just crossed the limit of my patience!" Atul added frowning deeper, to which Anjali and Riddhima looked at him amazed.
"Hey! I am offended!!"Armaan made face and then added "between we hadn't Spend a Night Together!" Armaan retort back, sniggering at his double meaning talk.
"Stop being Gross! Armaan!" Riddhima smacked him hard. "Okay you two get going!" Riddhima ushered Atul and Anjali to go. "Okay, I be back by evening" Anjali replied, concluding her decision. "Okay." Riddhima hugged and bid bye. "Bye Armaan." Anjali hugged him side way, "stay away from him, Anjie – I am pissed off at him – for a moment!" Atul tried to yank her away from Armaan, who just hugged Anjali harder to annoy Atul to bits "Shut up Atul – and stop acting like a paranoid idiot!" Anjali grinned and kept hugging Armaan to inflame Atul more, "FINE! Be with him – I am GOING!" Atul flamed and marched out while Armaan left Anjali while laughing, and she herself giggled while rushing after her crazy husband out of the hospital.
"Kya Armaan! Kyunn tang kiya Atul ko?" Riddhima shook her head, and tried to part herself out of his arms, but he didn't budge at all. "You won't understand! Coffee?" Armaan said, nuzzling his nose over her cheek. "Yea… let's go to caf! And for God sake – it is hospital, leave me." Riddhima said, smiling. "I never hold you to let go off you." He whispered kissing her cheek, to which she smiled and let him hold her close as they walk to caf.
While in the room, Muskan whispered in between their conversation, "……….And I am sorry too." He looks up, confused. "… uhmm I cursed you so much, sorry for that…" Muskan added, only to be shut off across by Rahul. His lips landed on hers, taking her into a sweet loveable kiss, which she happily reciprocated till the time the baby didn't cry out in hunger. Both chuckled and Rahul walk up to the cot and very carefully picked the crying baby…. "Here… he must be hungry I guess…" Rahul whispered, making the baby lowered down in her arms.
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After almost a month rest in Hospital, Muskan was granted to be taken to Shimla, through the hospital caravan sortta van, accompanied by Rahul and the baby. This hospital van was followed by two Prado cars; Armaan and Riddhima's car leaded. And it was followed by Naina and Billy in another car.
"I am so excited Armaan… it will be so much fun – with whole family living under one roof…" Riddhima spoke like she has been doing from last half an hour. "Riddhima… jaan… jaanuu… I know…. Bas… ab chup! CHUP!!!" he said, dramatically, banging his forehead with his one palm and from other handling the steering. Riddhima smacked his arm, and crossed her arms over her chest, in anger and pout her ever so beautiful lips to show her husband how much she was angry at him at this moment. Armaan looks at her for a mere second and smiled, showing off his dimples which would flatter anyone's soul.
For few minutes, car echoed with silence, and Armaan was noticing her every action which displayed her anger and with cute frown's every now and then… she turned at him and was about to speak, when she stopped and frowned deeper when she notice him grinning though looking right in front, and now whistling to annoy her more. "urggghhh!" Riddhima gritted in anger.
"hhaahha …. Oh God! Fineee! Bolo!!!" Armaan laughed and told her, "Go to HELL ARMAAN MALIK!" she shouted while Armaan just laughed his heart out and tried to mano-fy her, but daymnnn! Was she even in a mood to hear him out? No. she plugged her head phone through I-phone and closed her eyes to hear the soothing voice while Armaan shook her, tried to pull out the head phone out of her ear, but she was none less, she turned more stubborn and ignored him all the while.
Till A moment came, when she grabbed his arm, making him look at her. Her face turned pale, "Riddhima?" he spoke, with concern. Her eyes were darting out staring out downwards, while digging her nails in his wrist. "Jaan?" he probed her back to ease her, he was confused to see her going all more pale – yellowish. He switched on the indicator of his car, letting Billy know, he is stopping by, to which they slowed and stopped the car on a side. Riddhima felt her stomach quiver, and when Naina rushed and opened the door, Riddhima's instinct work and she stepped out of the car and vomit out harshly. Armaan twisted his nose, and stared at what she was doing, holding on to Naina's hand, who rubbed her back, "Arma…aan." He heard her whispered, with a sniff. And that was the moment, have gave damn about the disgust factor and rushed to her, grabbing the hand his mom held and soothing her back from other, edging Naina away, and she gladly stepped away.
After a while he called for a towel and water bottle, which Naina passed out to him, when he was about to wash her face, she pushed him away and threw even more. Armaan looked helplessly at her and went to soothe her all the more, his eyes welled up to see her like that, though he stood by her and took care of her until she finally gave up on the vomit and began to sob. Armaan made her stand, relaxing her back over car, and washed her face, with the water, she splashed it and coughed, but he kept on mumbling sweet nothings to her, in soft voice, knowing Rahul and Naina near him while Billy had gone to accompany Muskan and the baby.
"Okay Now?" Armaan whispered, cleaning her face with the towel. "Hmm…" she mumbled "I want to sit." She whispered, Armaan quickly opened the back door and told her to lie down to which she gave in without a word… because she needed to go and lie down… as she knew her body was pass away, any moment and it did. Armaan pulled a shawl from back tool and asked Rahul for a chip packet, which Rahul brought from the other car, quickly. Wrapping up the shawl over Riddhima he saw her going in to sleep, quickly. Smilingly, he closed the door softly and told everyone to get settled in car. Naina who was all welled up caressed Armaan's cheek with affection and went away to her car.
She stirred in her place, when she felt herself being picked up, "Armaan…" she whispered, feeling her head bang up with sudden pain, "go to sleep sweetheart…" she felt his dry one softly pecking her dry lips, she smiled and snuggled in his chest as she felt herself being carried away.
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Snuggling her face in the soft texture kept near her face, she determined it to be, Armaan's bare skin, and kept rubbing her nose at it, to end the cold that she was feeling due to winter season, smilingly – she tried to open her eyes, and view her sweetheart when her head throbbed again, clutching it, she mumbled, "Arma…aaan…" trying to pull herself up, when she heard a retorted back from a bit far end "Lie Down! I am in Washroom Riddhima! Coming……." She was disappointed at the fact that he was not the one near her, whom she was being so determined off. Anyways the pain was too much to think over him being next to her; she pulled herself up and clutched her head in between her palms.
After a moment she heard him stepping out of the washroom, and mumbling, "Kya hua ?" he rushed at her. "Armaan… head ache…" she sobbed, feeling her head blasting off…
Armaan at once turned worried and pulled her in his lap, strangling her legs, in process, but she willingly went and dropped herself in his lap, throwing her legs on other side of him; his hands clasped around her petite figure, gathering her all more close to himself. "Shhh… aree, Headache par koi rota hai kya Riddhima. Mai hoon na – don't worry, jannna!" he rocked in his position to soothe her down. "Acha ab ronna banda karo… aur eat this medicine." He stretched his one arm out to the nearest side table and nudged her to have it as she was trying to hide her face in his neck and ignore the medicine, "Armaan… phir vomit hogi…" she mumbled rubbing her dry lips over his neck.
He shivered, "nahi hogi jaan… this is too stop your vomit and head ache both… now have this!" Armaan said, making her part away from him and showing her the medicine in his palm. She reluctantly picked it up and was about to say when, "shussh! Trust me!" he whispered, pecking her lips, in daze she nods – blinking her eyes, she ate the medicine and drank water.
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PS: i KNOW this is all crap... please don't hate me - i am under stress and i didn't knew what to write i am lost at idea's at this moments. i know i am being nothing but a pain... and over top after sooo long what i give is completely crap... i am and i will try to make it up... sorrry... hope you guys forgive me...
PS I: wanted to end this FF...! and start another... but I am just not able to do so... as it require a better ending... i am sorry... to give all crappy parts for now... just... give me some time... i am sorry that's all i can say for now...
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