"Toh tum mujhe ice-cream nahi khilaoge?" said an irritated Riddhima.
"Riddhima raat ke do baje kaunsi jagah ice-cream milegi?"Armaan tried to knock some sense into his pregnant wife.
"Aadmi ka andaaz ho toh kuch bhi hosakta hai... main Rahul ko hi phone kardeti hun!" Riddhima said trying to convince him, picking up her cell phone.
"Riddhima, us bichare ko sone do aur tum go wear a sweatshirt....Fine!" Armaan finally gave in, snatching her cell phone away.
"Fine!" Riddhima said grinning.
"Good!" Armaan smiled at her, shaking his head off at her antics.
"So we are good now?" Riddhima asked rhetorically while Armaan helped her to the car.
"Tum pagal ho Basket!" Armaan mumbled while kissing her forehead and turning on the heat in the car.
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"Armaan idhar nahi....us side pe...haan thoda aur niche!" Riddhima instructed Armaan.
"Basket tum aankh band karne ki koshish toh karo...neend yahaan bhi aajayegi!" Armaan massaged her feet while she roamed about the house, checking each bed in there to see which one was more comfortable.
"Armaan...yeh dhai kilo ka wajan jo mere pet mein haina who nahi lene de raha chen" Riddhima scrunched up her nose. complaining.
"Acha....chalo eyes closed now!" Armaan shifted her weight onto him, putting her head onto his chest and trying to ease of her worries.
"Fine?" he asked.
"Fine!" Riddhima cuddled into him.
"Good!" Armaan smiled stroking her hair.
"So, we are good now!" Riddhima quipped before dozing off.
"Pagal!" Armaan whispered kissing her nose.
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"Haan fine theek hai...rakh sakte hona apna khayal to rakho...and go to hell...ab main nahin puchne aaungi!" Riddhima walked off bringing a closure to their argument.
"Fine!" Armaan banged his fist on the glass table, the thump reverberating like her words.
"Fine, then!" Riddhima gave him one last look.
"Good!" Armaan, almost immediately snapped back.
"So, we are good now" and with that she slammed the door hard on his face.
"Pagal" Riddhima mumbled while walking off to her cabin.
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3 hours later.....
As the clock struck six, Armaan looked up and wondered if he should call Riddhima and remind her to go home now. It was afterall, her 8th month of pregnancy.
"Nahi...zidd who kar rahi thi...toh who phone karegi!" Armaan concluded crossing his arms on his chest.
The clock ticked by...6:15 pm
"Ziddi hain who...koi baat nahi...mein hi chala jaata hun"
Armaan walked off to her cabin. "Dr. Riddhima?"
The nurse outside replied..." Umm...I guess she left already!"
"Oh...okay!" Armaan dialed her number and waited. It was switched off.
"Pagal !!!" he shook his head imagining her fuming like a volcano.
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"Wahi keh raha tha na...mein apni dekhbaal khud karsakta hun...toh jaye jhannum mein" Riddhima imitated Armaan.
"Address toh batati jao !!!" A voice reverbrated in her ears. She looked around and shook her head grinning. "Bloody stalker...akele mein bhi sirk usi ke khayal!...hmmm...uska favorite pasta pack karvaleti hun!" Riddhima gave in knowing well he was just stressed out with all the over-time he did at home with her being pregnant and the grueling surgeries at hospital.
She checked her cell phone. "Toh janab ko fursat mil gayi....aagaya na line pe 3 ghante baat nahi ki toh!"
"Hello?" Armaan picked up his phone without checking out the caller-id. Silence followed on the other end. Jab tak mein nahi bolunga akad mein nahi bolegi, so that I can be the loser. Fine!
"Riddhima....Sorry, baby! I didn't mean it! Armaan apologized.
"I knew it, Mallik! Acha batao ghar kab tak aaoge. I got us some Mac and Cheese!" Riddhima quipped back excited, doing a victory dance...ummm...mentally!
"I'm on my way...bas dus minute!"
"See-ya!" Riddhima replied...."Love ya!" Armaan quipped.
Riddhima turned back to look onto the road but her eyes widened in horror as she saw a mini-truck drive towards her, almost too close, almost!
"Armaan!" She screamed into the phone.
He looked up to see a mini- truck colliding with a tree and a car advancing towards his at an incredible speed.
"Riddhima!" He screamed back into the phone before all his hopes shattered, life slipped out of his hands and all darkened before his eyes.
"BANG!" Armaan's car crashed into Riddhima's with an enormous force, sending shards of glass flying into the air, dislocating the front parts of the cars and ripping off their happiness, replacing it with sorrow.
Half an hour later.....
Both Armaan and Riddhima had been rushed to the nearest hospital, an international hospital affiliated with Sanjeevani, where the two had first met and fallen in love.
Inside the operation theatre....
"There's been a lot of blood loss. There's pieces of glass deep inside his head. He won't be here for long!" the doctors exclaimed on examining Armaan.
"Internal bleeding.... injuries in the spinal cord.... the baby couldn't survive the accident as well. I think we should let Armaan know...she wouldn't be around for long!" the doctors announced after examining Riddhima.
"I want to see her...one last time!" Armaan pleaded. Although, he had lost a lot of blood and had gone pale, the doctor's agreed to fulfill his last wish.
"Riddhima....Riddhi-hi-mmaa" Armaan winced in pain... "Riddh-iii-mma...utho..." Riddhima stirred back to life...for one last time as she saw Armaan's agonizing face before her.
They lay wincing in pain next to each other on two different stretchers.
"Ridd-hi-mma...I'm sorry...mein....mein...mujhe jaana hoga...mein" Armaan hissed in pain.
"Ar-maan!!! I'm Sorry!" Riddhima extended her hand for him groaning and holding her stomach in pain.
"I love you, Riddhima!" Armaan breathed out loud securing her hand into his.
"I love you too, Armaan!" Riddhima clutched onto him tighter as they were moved closer by the ward boys.
"Toh jhagda...
"Toh Jhagda...
Both Armaan and Riddhima gave a watery smile.
" Khatam...." Armaan concluded as she nodded. Maybe a lot of things would end with this one last fight....
"Fine!" He looked into her eyes.
"Fine, then!" She nodded.
"So, we are good now...." He groaned.
"Good!" Riddhima replied smiling ironically as her hold weakened on his arm.
"Pagal hai dono!" Rahul, the doctor next to them, whispered shaking his head at his friends' juvenile antics with a watery smile, tears welled up in his eyes.
"Love you" they whispered one last time in a synch before they drifted off into dreams of future, overpowered by the sleep of death lurking on the edges of their heavy eyelids.
They laid lifelessly on the stretchers, the deathbed, holding each others hand, pale due to exhaustion and pain, plunged into a pool of blood and agony...only with a blissful smile emanating from their faces.... bliss of being together at this last threshold of life,...of being next to each other before death took over the three of them, embarking on their last journey together, here at the very place where they first met, they last departed....
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