Hey Guys,
I'd like to thank each and everyone of you for all the support and appreciation. I had a few busy days at College and so it took soo much time to update this part...i have the following 2 parts ready too...and after a little more editing will update those too....am sorry for the delay...
Once again i'm very grateful for all the comments and appreciation. I hope u enjoy the next parts
- Pearl❤️
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"Niki, Nikita Shergill" Armaan said looking into her eyes. "Abhi, Abhimanyu Modi…but you know what…why am i even talking to you…good bye Mr. Mallik and Good night…" saying this Ridhimma walked away, hailed a cab and was gone. Armaan however was still rooted at the same spot. He recognized the cold, heart-broken look in her eyes. He saw the pain she felt when she took Abhi's name. He had always believed she was different and today he finally found out why…and he wanted to help her…But why??? he did not know…--------------------------------------------------------------- Part 4
Ridhimma knew very well that she had over-reacted. It wasn't really the first time someone had questioned her relationship with Saaket. But this time she had over-done it, of that she was sure and she was really ashamed of her behaviour. Armaan on the other hand was equally guilty. He had no rite to question her personal life and to top it all, Saaket was like a brother. "You really are disgusting Mr. Armaan Mallik!" Armaan said to himself, but her swore that he'd make it up to her somehow. Next morning, there was this big bouquet of roses on Ridhimma's desk. The flowers were beautiful, there were red roses, yellow, pink, so many roses. Ridhimma quickly read the card that came along with it. "I sincerely apologize for what all i said yesterday…i agree i went a little over board, it wasn't any of my business. Ho sake tho mujhe maaf kijiye!" Luv, Armaan. Ridhimma took in a deep breath, her guilt came crashing all over her. Atul who was passing by saw the roses and Ridhimma's expression, "Arre…wah…getting bouquets and all ha Ridz…" Atul asked teasing. Ridhimma din't say anything, "Ridz…kya ha?" Atul asked concerned. Ridhima then explained everything to Atul, the fight, her behaviour, everything and she was ashamed. Atul understood and he promised he would help but before he could say anything Rahul and he were called in by Mr.Mishra.
Today Saaket sent Rahul and Atul, the next best after Ridhimma to cover for her since he needed Ridhimma to stay in the office. Rahul and Atul were amazed at how large and beautiful the Mallik fashion house was. Rahul was so lost admiring the glass chandelier, that he din't even know he bumped into someone. "Oww!! Are you blind??" Muskaan asked without even looking up. "Am sorry, who main…chandelier" Rahul said half dazed and half confused. "Chandelier? Never seen one before?? Oh God…where do these illiterate people come from??" Muskaan continued. "Excuse me, but who did u just call illiterate??" Rahul asked irritated. "You, have a problem with that??" Muskaan asked. "Rahul…" Atul came running to stop any further confrontation. "Muskaan…chill yaar" Anji said, she came to check what happened after she heard all the screaming. Anjili was just about to apologize to Rahul when her eyes fell upon Atul…and there it happened…it was love at first sight. But Atul however din't pay her any attention. "Hi, am Atul Shrama from Mishra Co. and Sons…and this is Rahul Garewal." Atul said looking at Muskaan. "Hi!!! Am Anjili, Anjili Sharma, the best fashion designer at Mallik Fashion House." Anjili literally screeched in excitement, startling the other 3. "Ah…hi Anjili" Both Rahul and Atul said in unison, they found Anjili a little creepy. "Ridhimma nahin aaye?" Muskaan said a little sad. "No, she had some important work in the office." Rahul said casually. "She wouldn't come after yesterday anyway." Anjili went on. "Anjili…" Muskaan said crossly. "What…like she din't tell them!!" Anjili said a little alarmed at Muskaan anger. "What happened yesterday?" Rahul asked concerned. "That Armaan and Ridhimma fought with each other because…" Anjili continued, but before she could get into the details Muskaan cut her off, "Why are you two here?" "To give you this file, so Anjili, what were you saying?" Rahul said this pushing the file in Muskaan's hand and shutting her out of the conversation."They fought? How dare he! What does he think of himself?" Rahul said. "What do you mean? And khabardaar…if you say anything about Armaan." Muskaan said almost pouncing on Rahul. "Chood na yaar…its not important." Atul said coming to Rahul's rescue. "Yeah he's right."Anjili said. "Is he? did he even have the courtesy to apologize?" Rahul asked sarcastically.
"I apologized" said Armaan, who was observing their conversation for a good 5 minutes. Armaan's physique and stone cold expression scared all four of them, he was not used to having so much noise in the office. Standing there he was looking at them, but his eyes were searching for Ridhimma. "What exactly happened?" Rahul asked concerned. Armaan could see how this had affected Rahul and he did not like it. "What did she tell you?" Armaan asked, keeping his stone cold expression intact. "Nothing" both Rahul and Atul said. This kind of surprised Armaan, she hadn't told anyone anything. Armaan on the other hand had told Muskaan and Anji everything and regretted that decision. Muskaan had almost choked him to death because of his behaviour and Anji had given him a 2 hour lecture about women and how to treat women. Both Muskaan and Anji had made it clear to Armaan that they wouldn't forgive him till Ridhimma din't forgive him. Back to the present, Armaan looked at Rahul and said, "If she din't tell you anything…why do u expect me to tell you anything?" Rahul din't ask any further questions. But, he din't like Armaan, that was evident by the way he stared at him before he walked away with the rest. "Ridhimma…said sorry." Armaan was startled by Atul. "She told you?" Armaan asked surprised. "Well, Ridz gets a big bouquet of roses, here you ask about her, you look so upset…so u know…its not difficult to put 2 and 2 together." Atul said with a smile. "Okay, I get it" Armaan said smiling."Ah…you mind telling me about this Abhi guy??" Armaan asked not sure about the oncoming reaction. "Ah…Armaan…Sir…Ridz's personal life will remain a secret…its her life…n i respect her privacy…but i request you not to bring it up with her please..." Atul said looking away from Armaan. Armaan was impressed by Atul's maturity, "Ah…so what should i do?" Armaan asked."Well, for your information, she's upset about her own behaviour too…she over-reacted…that's very unlike her…but i guess the stresses of the past months caught up to her…She's sorry too you know…she told me to tell you…" Atul continued,"Anyway…i better catch upto the rest…take care."
Armaan was still upset, even with Atul's reassureance. He quietly left the noisy group and went to his office, only to be disturbed by the beeping of his answering machine. Usually for Armaan, only the first 2 messages were important, because the rest were messages from girls asking him to attend parties and to go drinking, in which he had no interest. He wouldn't even listen to the whole message just the "Hi…" or "Hello…" and delete the messages. Today was no different, the first 8 messages were trash the 9th one however was his confirmation call from JW Marriot, Delhi. "Oh great…i forgot about he conference." he said to himself frustrated. Armaan was just about to delete the last message when he heard her voice. "Mr. Mallik…i mean Armaan…am really sorry for the way i behaved yesterday…i din't intend to scream or question your personal life…if possible please do forgive me…and Thank you for the flowers…Ridhimma." This made Armaan's day. He wanted to dance and jump around. He immediately called back but was told that Ridhimma had left already. But he knew that whatever happened he had to speak to her today. Armaan left everything and ran to find Atul, and ask him what to do "Well she does go visit the beach every evening, and tonight won't be any different." Atul said with a smile, before he walked away.
Ridhimma was at the beach at 8pm. She was going back and forth with all the events of the past months. From moving out of her childhood home, to her parents leaving her, to her first encounter with Armaan, to the second meeting, to the lift, the fight, the phone call…just as she she was thinking about him she felt something move behind her and she froze. Her feet felt cemented, her bones were rigid and she could hear her heart beating in her ears. "Hi…" Armaan said smoothly. Ridhimma relaxed, took a deep breath and turned back to face Armaan, he was standing there smiling with 2 cups of coffee. The moonlight only enhanced his features more. He was wearing a suit without a tie, his first 3 buttons of his blue shirt were open exposing his bare chest. His hair was shimmering in the moonlight, he has a mischievous glint in his eyes and the same reflected in his smile. "Hi…" Ridz said smiling back. "I got you coffee…Caramel Macchiato to be precise…an i carried extra sugar, just incase you need the energy toffee me." Armaan said looking at his shoes., he was full of guilt. Ridz felt really bad on her part, " You don't really have to be sorry, it was my fault…" Ridz said waiting for him to meet her gaze…once she noticed the childish glint coming back in his eyes she was convinced everything had been settled.
"So i propose a toast…to a fresh start to our…" Armaan stopped short because he wasn't sure as to what name he would give his relationship with Ridhimma, "Friendship" Ridhimma said…" Friendship…" Armaan repeated. Both raised their coffee cups and took a sip. "Oh damn…not again" Armaan said as he tasted a familiarly unfamiliar terse in his mouth. He had again taken her coffee…it was the wrong coffee cup. "Am soo sorry" Armaan started only to be surprised to hear Ridz giggling. " Thats okay…Macchiato chor" Ridz said. "What Chor?? " Armaan asked confused "Macchiato chore…something i called u after u stole my first coffee…remember…well whatever saying…quite a 'fresh start'…what do u think??" Ridz asked teasing. Armaan knew she was teasing him about the first time they met. he gave her one sly look and in a few seconds both of them burst out laughing. Armaan and Ridhimma were busy laughing and talking long after their coffee's had got over. That night the moon had come especially for them and it felt as though the stars shone brighter on just seeing them together.
But alas, they had to part ways. Armaan dropped Ridhimma home that night. "Well here it is. Thank you." Ridhimma said. "Well other than being a Macchiato chor am also a gentleman…and i'd never let you go alone at this hour." Armaan said sincerely. "So i guess i'll se you tomorrow."Ridhimma said smiling. "Ah…No…i wo't be here for another 8days." Armaan said "I have this conference in Delhi, its for a charity that the Mallik Fashion House donated to. And i can't miss it." Armaan felt his chest getting heavy as he said this, Ridhimma on the other hand felt a slight sting as she heard him say he would go away. Armaan noticed the look on Ridhimma's face, "Arre don't you worry…once i get back you'll be finding ways to get rid of me." Armaan said, laughing. Ridhimma only smiled, "Safe Journey then…take care…Good Night" Ridhimma said as she bid him farewell. Armaan waited for her to get to her balcony and say bye. Once he saw her waving to him, he drove away quietly saying "Miss Ridhimma Gupta…am gonna miss you." Ridhimma who was watching him drive away echoed the same saying, "Am gonna miss you Armaan." ---------------------------------------------------------------Edited by i_love_KSG - 16 years ago
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