( Here it starts from Sia calling out Riddhima's name when she is being thrown out of the house. The press conference. )
RIDDHIMA'S P.O.V-
I wiped off my tears and sat there looking at Sia. 'Thank you, Bappa' I prayed silently. After she loosened my hand a bit, I carefully took my hand out of her grip and tiptoed outside. There Vansh was talking to Angre. I looked upon them and Angre was out of sight in no time.
"Oh! So you don't remember me anymore" I groaned walking towards him. "No ma'am, but as Sia is recalling your name again and again, I have no other option" he said looking away. "Very well then, it was nice to meet you, Mr. RaiSinghania." He widened his eyes and I left the place.
I walking quietly across the hallway when I saw Ahaana smirking at me in the corner. I ignored her and went into the guest room. I closed the door and started crying against it. I leaned on the door and sat down there reminiscing all the memories I had with Vansh.
VANSH'S P.O.V-
I came back in my room exhausted and saw Ahaana sitting on the dressing table. 'Riddhima looks much more better sitting there.' I shook my head at the thought. I shouldn't be thinking about Riddhima. I went to the bathroom and changed my clothes.
'No more Riddhima being in my arms the whole night.' I shrugged myself and walked towards the bed. There I saw Ahaana laying down. "You aren't supposed to sleep here" I scowled. "I'm your wife and you're my husband" she retorted back. "FAKE. FAKE WIFE" I shouted. "Anyways, I don't care" she said facing her back. I walked towards her and held her neck tight. "I said no, so no. Get that fitted in your stupid brain or else the consequences won't be good." I threw her down. She glared at me and left the room.
I rearranged the bed as Riddhima would do. Looking at the frame on the night stand, I smiled sadly. I picked up the frame and kept it near my heart. Pulled the blankets and slept with the frame.
It had been time since I'm laying here down. I know it's morning but today I don't feel good. The sky was cloudy with no sunrays coming in my room. All this was feeling different. My alarm beeped and I came out of the bed. Directly went towards the bathroom and turned on the shower.
The cold water running through my whole body was somewhere giving me pain but I know it very well to bear it. I turned off the shower and stood in front of the mirror. 'My beard needs a proper cut.' I opened the drawers and searched for the razor. Except the razor, all Riddhima's stuff was filled. Hair dryer, straightener, curling iron, bands. I went beyond all this and found my razor in a corner. I grabbed it and trimmed my beard.
After checking for the last time in the mirror, I put on my blazer and left the bedroom. I descended the stairs and heard some laughs in the living room. 'Ishani doesn't laugh like that, Aryan is not a lady, Angre not even smiles, Daadi is out for Tirth Yatra, Chachi might be in her room and Chachu is in the office. Then who?'
I walked towards the owner of the voice and stood there stiffened. It was Riddhima with Kabir. They noticed my presence and turned around. "Half-bro, any problem?" Kabir asked in his boring voice. "No. Nothing" I tried to cover my rage. I turned around and was leaving for the study room when her voice stopped me. "Mr. RaiSinghania, Sia is getting better day by day. Once she's fully recovered I'll leave." Her words pierced in my heart. I just nodded from behind and left.
RIDDHIMA'S P.O.V-
I looked back at Vansh's retreating figure. He was walking fast. Maybe to hide his tears. I turned around Kabir who was lost in his world. I snapped my fingers on his face and he startled. "Are you sure this plan of yours would work?" "I don't see why. Because you need Ahaana for revenge and I need Vansh back" I said. "Hmmm. Good" he said thoughtfully.
"Why am I not that interesting as I was earlier?" I asked him in disappointment. "Although I don't love you anymore, but for me our friendship was special. And when you suggested me to relive our friendship last night, I am still the happiest person. So no issues from my side" he replied genuinely. I smiled at his answer.
It was late evening. Still Ahaana was nowhere to be seen from morning. I went to the kitchen and started cooking food. I was humming song when Vansh entered the kitchen suddenly. I looked up at him and saw him opening the refrigerator. He took a water bottle and came towards me. "What's for dinner?" he asked sniffing the food. "Paneer palak, naan, dal and rice" I replied. He scrunched his nose. "Also Ishani, Aryan and Angre are out for a party. And Chachi, Chachu went for a dinner."
"So only me and you? Nice" he smirked looking at me. "Mr. RaiSinghania, Kabir is also present in the mansion" I reminded him. "Vansh baby, where are you?" Ahaana screamed in the whole mansion. She came in the kitchen and glared at us. "How dare you stay that close to my husband?" she said while pulling Vansh towards him.
"I dare you to touch him like that again" I scowled at her. "What if I touch him?" she retorted back holding his arm. I swiftly took the knife and removed her hand from his arm and placed it on the counter. I looked into her eyes and started stabbing the counter around her fingers. At last, I stabbed the counter just beside her finger hard and she gasped. "I don't give a damn, okay? Next time it'll be your hand" I said smirking.
I turned back to the stove and served the food on the dining table. I called Kabir and sat down on my place. Ahaana didn't dare to say anything after the incident. Kabir came and sat beside me. He opened the lid and smiled widely. "Thank you yaar. I was missing the paneer palak made by you." I made him sit and served him myself.
After serving him, I took the food myself and sat down to eat. Vansh who was waiting for me to serve got up angrily and served for himself. I turned to Kabir and spoke up, "Shouldn't we meet Sejal? She must be feeling alone as both of us are busy with our lives. We should give her some time too." "I agree, Riddhima. It has been ages since I defeated her in an argument." I chuckled remembering their small fights. "Final then. Sunday morning is reserved for Ms. Sejal" I said giving him a high-five.
MERI BETUKI RANTS:-
This is it! Here you can say its a jealousy track. Always jealousy tracks fascinated me. And Kabir here is a goodie and I wanted him to be. Why I wanted him to be a goodie will be explained in the next part. And and and if you find it worthy enough then click the VOTE button right down there. See ya in the next part! Till then take care and stay safe.💜