POV: Kiara
It's five and Armaan is still not here, where on planet Earth is he? I called him five times but he never picked up! Why is this man like this?
I looked at all the bags packed in front of me. I thought we were going to go home today but where is that idiot? I decided to call him one last time but surprisingly he picked up in the first ring.
"Hi, baby," he said while huffing.
"Don't call me that and where are you?" I was furious.
"Aww, is my baby mad at me?" he said in a lovely cute voice.
"No shit smart ass. Now are you coming home or do you want me to stay here for the rest of my life," I nearly shouted while he started chuckling from the other side.
"Don't worry baby, I'll be there in 10 minutes, get ready with all your stuff," he said and I hummed cutting the call.
After ten or so minutes he barged into my room looking all sweaty. Where the fuck was he? and what the fuck was he doing.
"Armaan! Why are you sweating so much?" I wiped his face with the end of my pallu.
"I went to the gym, sorry," he pouted and I sighed.
"Go shower and then we'll leave," I said and he immediately went to the bathroom to freshen up.
After 12ish minutes he came out with a towel wrapped around his torso, covering one of the most important parts of his body, that one day I'll own, "Oh fucks sake Kiara, get your pervert mind to a stop before you start blabbering out your dirty thoughts to him," My subconscious reminded me and looked away.
"You can eye-fuck me whenever you want wifey, no need to look away," he said in his deep husky voice while I felt a heavy pair of arms wrapping around my waist.
"Armaan I..." I what? I don't know what I feel. It's too much for me, all I can feel is him but how do I tell him although I bet he already knows? Like seriously I moaned when I said Armaan.
"Yes baby," he buried his face in my neck.
"I..." my breathing was heavier, and my heart started pounding faster than the speed of light.
"Kiara, Armaan are you rea-" Ma barged into our room without notice. Oh shit, she saw us.
"I'm so sorry beta, I didn't," she started to walk away when Armaan said, "No worries ma, continue what you were saying," and I nodded but then I realized Armaan never let me go. His hands were still snaked around my waist. The only thing that changed was his head wasn't buried in my neck anymore.
I tried to wiggle out of his hold but kept failing miserably as he was 100x more fucking stronger than me.
"Umm... so Gauri called me and she said that there is a surprise waiting for you at home. So you guys might want to hurry as apparently the surprise is very mad at you," she said and quickly walked away from the room.
"Surprise?" Armaan whispered, still trying to figure out what the surprise must be while I kept trying to wiggle out of his hold but my man wouldn't budge, just then I decided to stomp on his foot and he immediately let go of me.
Well deserved.
"Babe, what the heck," he shrieked in pain. Did I stomp on him that bad? and then I realised, I was wearing sandals with little heels. Shit!
"OMG Armaan, I am so sorry, I-" started off when I saw a smirk on his face. He moved his hand to grab my waist again but I quickly ran out of the room. Not this time Armaan, not this time.
...
After a couple of minutes, Armaan joined me downstairs where I was hugging Ma and we were both crying. To be honest I didn't want to leave, I didn't want to leave my broken ma, I know in front of Armaan and me she used to act like she was fine but I know she wasn't. Her stained cheeks always showed her pain. I know she cries all night and once I even caught her but she pushed me away, she said that I need to focus on my relationship. Dad always wanted to see me happy and if I didn't give Armaan the chance that day I know he would be super pissed at me. She also said that the past is the past and I shouldn't let this affect my future. But how can I not? Yes, yes I'm also acting all strong and all but I can't just move on from Dad. He was my everything.
"Listen to me beta, please don't cry. Pretend that your dad is here with us, please," at this point, she was practically begging. Before I could say anything Armaan joined in our moment, "Ma, don't worry. I will always make Kiara smile, I will fill so many happy memories that she will forget about these. Have some faith in your son ma," he said while cupping her face. How does this man do this?
"Manish was right. You are a very good man and I'm glad that Kiara has you as her husband. Please always take care of her. I know she can be a pain but please never let her go no matter what," she said while forcing a smile on her face and I pretended to give an offended face.
"Don't worry ma, I will never let her go but it's time for us to leave," saying that he gave ma a hug and she gave both Armaan and me a peck on the forehead.
I gave Bhai a hug while Armaan nodded and Bhai gave him a get the fuck out glare.
I looked at the picture that was on the table. A picture of Dad, I, bhai, and Ma. We were all hugging each other with big smiles planted on our faces. A happy family like we used to be.
I grabbed the photo and pressed it against my chest, hugging it tight. I miss you Dad, I really do. Please come back to your princess. She really misses you. A lone tear slipped down my cheek but before it could land anywhere Armaan caught it. "No sweetheart, I just promised you ma that I'll always make you smile. Please, baby, don't cry," he said and rubbed my cheek while I gave him a smile.
With the photo, we started to head out the door to the car. Armaan opened the door for me and I sat inside.
He sat on the passenger seat while I waved my goodbyes to Ma, bhai and Meera Ma and then we drove off.
POV: Armaan
I looked over at Kiara, I could see she was in pain. I know she didn't want to leave but she had to one day or another. To be honest I didn't want her to be too attached to her home as it would only make it more harder for her to leave.
POV: Author
As they left Kiara's childhood home, a sense of pain went through Kiara. She knew that her soul would forever lie here but her heart was going to sit with Armaan. Wherever he goes, she'll be with him by his side and she knows that wherever she goes, Armaan will hold her hand side by side. This was what she believed now, but is this going to be what she ends up believing?
While on the other hand, with the dawn breaking on the horizon, casting a soft glow on Kiara's weary face, Armaan made a silent vow to stand by her side, to support her through the storm that lay ahead. And as they arrived at the Mehra mansion, a sense of quiet determination settled over Armaan, a silent promise to be the anchor that Kiara needed in her time of need.
The story of Kiara and Armaan was far from over, their journey filled with twists and turns, but in that fleeting moment of shared grief and unspoken understanding, a new chapter began, one where the unbreakable bonds of love would guide them through the trials that awaited.
And as they stepped out of the car, hand in hand, facing the uncertainty of the future together, the unspoken words that lingered between them spoke volumes, weaving a tale of resilience, love, and the unbreakable connection that bound their hearts as one.
Armaan:
As we walked out of the car, I signalled one of the servants to take out our bags and place them into mine and Kiara's room.
I saw Kiara taking in a deep breath and releasing it seconds later. She was nervous, she was going in after many weeks. Of course, she's nervous.
I held her her hand even tighter and whispered, "I'm here baby, there's no need to be nervous."
She nodded and smiled.
"Shall we go?" I asked.
"Yes, we shall go," she replied with an even bigger smile.
We walked in to see my so-called mother almost jumping on Kiara, "Kiara beta, you're finally here, do you know how much we were worried and concerned for you? We missed you beta," Gauri started planting kisses on Cinnamon's face while I stood there like a jealous puppet.
Just then I felt a hand snake on my shoulder making me flinch. It wasn't manly at all, it was rather smooth, gentle and small. I looked behind to see who it was and my eyes widened at the sight. No fucking way, no fucking way is this pig here. She has changed so much, almost unrecognizable.
"Hi sexy," she smirked.
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