Part 6
Previously; She whispered Armaan before darkness overwhelmed her eyes.
Her eyes slowly began opening, the burning rear of moonlight piercing her vision making her close her eyes once again. With every reserved energy in her aching body she slowly began sitting up, touching her forehead as the pain was sharp and unbearable. Her eyes began tracing every inch of the small room as the all the memories of the events that occurred flooded her conscious.
She panicked as she didn't recognize her surroundings making her jump out of the bed immediately. No one's presence showered the room making her all the more anxious, her mind and heart yelling in discomfort as Armaan's return flickered in her conscious with every passing second.
She turned towards the small entrance of the room that led to a bigger area with few possessions such as furniture that were placed in utter perfection. Her eyes were momentarily glued on the picture hanging on the wall, it was her. Confused and puzzled her eyes began moving and analysing every corner of the cottage, the house was cosy, small and beautiful. A sound caught her immediate attention; she turned her gaze towards the area, it was the kitchen, Armaan standing there with a smile stitched in his lips and hands in his pocket, his eyes shimmering happiness and relief.
She stood entrenched in her spot, nothing made sense, where was she? Where is Muskaan? How did she come here? Her eyes burning in fright and confusion, she didn't move an inch not knowing what to do, her heart seemed to get weaker with every step he took near, a faint subsequent past before she started moving backwards, she tried to speak but words were stuck in her throat. Her heart was leaping in dilemma, she was pacing backwards as he was pacing near.
He spoke "Ridhimma", her name whispered out of his lips glimmered a dim delight in heart making her scared of her own feelings. Her breathing increased as her heart began submitting to her need. She tried very hard to move her legs once again but they were glued, stuck.
Crazed that is what she had given into that anguished minute, her sight intently swimming in his crystal clear blue eyes, 5 longs years, she thirsted for his return, now that he was here, it was too late, 2 years too late. A lone tear plunged as her expressions fixated into his, his thumb reached her soft pale face wiping the tear off, she gasped as his touch wrapped itself in her warm skin. She closed her eyes frozen into the moment.
Sid her mind screeched at her, making her eyes open and widen, she chokingly forced his hand off her face. His expression amused by her action, she wanted to scream, yell, hurt him but she did none only moving backwards. Her eyes fell on the cottage door, she paced very quickly towards it, his hand were also quick grabbing wrist, she fought, resisted and struggled to get out of his hold. He held on her tightly, smiling as he did so, he spoke once again "Ridhimma Please I am sorry", she didn't utter a word out, her eyes were stuck on the door.
"Mr Malik, let me go" she whispered in sheer distance, he pulled her abruptly closer making her bump in to his hard chest. She looked up to see his eyes aflame in rage, he softly uttered words and easing his expression as her eyes were glued on him "Ridhimma Please" he said pleadingly. Once again her expression turned to hate, she whispered "Mr Malik, let me go", his eyes now screening hurt, he let go off her. She stared at him in shock slowly stepping towards the door. He stood there watching her go.
She opened the wooden door of the cottage, stepping outside, she turned to catch perhaps a last glance, his eyes were on her and every of action of hers, the hurt that channelled through his eyes was torturous, she turned back her gaze, walking out of the house.
The night was dark, the surroundings unfamiliar, she wasn't near Muskaan's house or suburb making her more afraid then she already was. She didn't know what to do, she wanted to turn back but her ego prevented her to do so, she walked slowly towards the road, turning at every direction every now and then very conscious of the night. Her heart had begun racing as fright of the sounds that followed her ran through her veins. Without a second to abscond she ran back towards the cottage hitting and falling into a male's hold.
She grabbed tightly onto him, hiding her face into his chest, his arms rested on her waist. She shivered at his touch and slowly began departing her body from his as she realized her actions. His blue eyes and his dimpled smile erupted anger within her, she glared at him before slightly pushing him away. He frowned as she was again to walk away he held her wrist, she yelled "CHORO! I DONT WANT ANYTHING TO DO WITH YOU! WHY ARE YOU HERE? WHERE HAVE YOU BROUGHT ME?" he held tightly on her not saying anything he picked her up in his arms.
She hit his chest repeatedly yelling and kicking, "Choro muje Armaan! Why!? JUST TAKE ME BACK!" she pleaded hitting him with all her force. He resumed walking towards the cottage ignoring her pleas.
He closed the door with his leg while Ridhimma was in his arms still yelling and kicking him, he made his way towards the small room where she had awaken. He dropped her in the bed; frowning at her he spoke "Chordi yah". He was about to walk away, infuriated by his actions she stood up fuming with anger, she grabbed his wrist turning him around and then grabbing his collar and pulling his face very close to hers "Listen Mister, I don't have time to play your silly games, tuje koi haaq nahi muje yaha lane ke leyeh" she spoke with antagonism.
He smiled at her, pushing her body back at the wall, she gasped letting go of his collar, his breath itching her skin, she went pale as her breathing increased. He scanned her features smiling as his thumb explored her rosy pink lips, he came closer to her lips, she closed her eyes involuntarily submitting to him, he smiled and whispered " Muje haaq hai Ridhimma, Muje haaq hai" before moving his body off her and walking away.
As he was about to step out of the room she spoke "Haaq ta Armaan, Haaq ta, Jab maine tumhara haat tuma, Jab haaq ta, jab maine apni paariwar ko chor deya woh be tumhara eh leyah, Jab haaq ta, jab humari Shaadi hoowee te, Jab haaq ta,... ab nahi hai armaan, Ab NAHI HAI!, her green emerald eyes swelled with tears as the words escaped her lips.
He stood rooted, his back facing her, his eyes slightly moist; her words had hurt him more than the 7 years separation they faced. He closed the door as he walked away.
YAY! Updated this FF! Ahahaa I Love writing this FF and seeing you guys all confused! Ahaha HOPE you guys like this UPDATE. Ok I know you all are sooooo confused with the storyline, ok few things you need to know:
1. Yes, Armaan and Ridhimma were married
2. Yes, Ridhimma and Sid ARE married
3. Ridhimma and Armaan's past will be revealed slowly
4. Armaan's Past & what he does will be revealed
5. Ridhimma's feelings and why she married Sid will be revealed as well.
6. Armaan left her for 7 years (reasons will be included soon ehehe)
So yeah meh. Other things if you're confused with anythin let me know. Oh yeah Armaan has taken her to some where private... why you ask? OFCOURSE to reveal all the above & for me to chuck in AR moments bahahaa. Read. Like. COOOOMMMMEEEENNNTT! Thank you to all who liked and commented on the previous parts, LOVE YOU ALL! & if u want a PM add me as a friend.
Edited by Kajenrsmecxi - 15 years ago
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