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Chapter no 4: Don't go.

Flashback

Kehte ho na tum ke tumhari pervarish tumhari maa ne ki hai. Huh!!! Yeh hai pervarish tumhari maa ki, ke pathar ban gaye ho tum. Dekhna Armaan aaj nahin toh kal tum mere jaise ban jaoge. After all bete ho mere aur beta baap pe hi jata hai.

Armaan,s father said and smirked watching Armaan,s reaction. He got up and walked away from there.

Bhaiya!!!

Kartik exclaimed. He reached out to hold his shoulders but Armaan walked away from there.

Flashback ends.

Armaan walked out of his private bar and was walking aimlessly on the road.

Mr Armaan

Abhira stopped her car with a jerk. She opened the door of her car unclasping the seat belt and came out of the car.

Mr Armaan aap yahan!!!

Abhira exclaimed, worry lines etched into her forehead as she noticed his condition.

Mr Armaan aapke hath se khoon beh raha hai.

Abhira said panicked. She reached out to hold his wounded hand but he moved away.

Kuch nahin hai. Ignore it. It's just a small wound.

Armaan said in a no nonsense tone. She looked at him open mouthed for a moment but later grew angry at his carelessness but said in a calm tone

But it's badly wounded Mr Armaan.

It doesn't matter.

Armaan said with a small smile lingering at the corner of his lips.

It does matter.

Abhira raised her tone slightly. Annoyed by his careless nature, she reached out and held his shoulder lightly. He looked into her warm brown eyes only to find anger but with lots of care for him. His heart swelled with immense amount of gratitude for her. Abhira looked at him only to find him looking at her. Her heart picked up pace. She asked her heart to quite down yet it roared into her ears. She somehow composed herself by breathing deeply and said in a stern tone.

Jaiye gadi mein bethiye.

Tum...

She gave him a look and he stopped. He sat in the car on the front seat while she sat on the driving seat. She took out the first aid kit from her bag. She cleaned the wound slowly, with a soft touch, careful enough to not to hurt him, her heart ached seeing him in pain and then she slowly applied the antiseptic. He closed his eyes at the burning sensation but later opened his eyes maintaining an expressionless face.

Mere samne natak karne ki zaroorat nahin hai. Janti hoon aapko dard ho raha hai.

Abhira said without looking at him, still bandaging his wound.

Humein dard nahin hota.

Armaan replied sharply. Abhira shuddered at the sharpness but composed herself.

Humari madad Kyun kar rahi ho? Kya maksad hai tumhara?

Armaan asked her bluntly. Abhira looked at him and gulped feeling hurt. Her heart ached hearing him but she maintained a natural face and said softly

I'm not selfish Mr Armaan.

Abhira masked her hurt with a smile and started driving the car.

She doesn't look at him and continued driving he knew that he has hurt her and was guilty about it.

Abhira

Armaan called out softly.

Ji.

Abhira replied softly. She looked at him from the corner of her eye.

I'm sorry.

Armaan said looking at her, his guilt evident in his eyes. She looked at him and smiled.

Kyun mr Armaan Yeh bas aapka point of view tha. kyunke aaj kal ki duniya mein mostly koi kisi ki help nahin karta jo ke sach bhi hai iss liye aapko laga ke...

She was cut off immediately by Armaan.

Shhh

He placed a finger on her lips. She shivered and applied brakes. The car halted with a jerk. Abhira forwarded her palm in front of his forehead. His forehead hits her palm stopping him from getting injured. Shivers ran down her spine and her heart skipped a beat as his forehead touched with the front of her palm. Armaan,s breath got stuck in his throat. She came back to her senses and realized what she did and removed her palm from his forehead

I'm sorry. Woh aapko lag jati toh iss liye.... I shouldn't have I'm so....

She stopped as he held her soft hand in her rough one and placed it over his cheek. Her breath got stuck in her throat. Her heart picked up pace as she felt shivers running down her spine. Her fingers trembled as she touched his cheek with utmost gentleness as if he's the most precious thing to her. Abhira came back to his senses and removed her hand from his face.

Humse door raho Abhira. Hum kabil nahin hain tumhare.

Armaan said, his voice emotionless. He opened the door of the car and was about to get down when she reached out and held his upper arm lightly.

Abhi aap nashe mein hain. Yun akela jane nahin de sakti aapko.

Abhira said softly. She came out of the car and opened the other door. She helped him getting out. Armaan trembled due to the alcohol effect. She held him tighter and slowly walked towards the Villa. She rang the doorbell. A worried Sharda Devi opened the door.

Are Abhira beta tu aur Armaan...

Sharda Devi exclaimed, worry lines etched into her forehead. She moved back and opened the door wide for them to enter.

Sharda maa mr Veer ka kamra kahan hai?

Abhira asked softly still holding him.

Uss taraf.

Sharda Devi held Armaan from the other side and they walked to the other side. They both entered the room and Abhira made him sit on the bed. She took off his shoes and made him lay on the bed

Sharda Devi watched them with a soft smile playing on her face. She has always loved Abhira and her nature. She had always wished for them to be together as she always felt that Abhira can understand and handle Armaan better than anyone. She can bring him out of his dark world towards the world of lights.

Hey Bhagwan. Bas humari yeh icha puri kar dijiye.

Sharda Devi joined her hands and prayed. She smiled through slight teary eyes and was about to leave from there but stopped hearing Kartik

Yeh sahi nahin hai. Abhira barbad ho jayegi. Bhai barbad kar deinge usse maa.

Sharda Devi got startled hearing Kartik,s voice but composed herself and turned around to face him.

Tu kisi se iss bare mein koi baat nahin karega. Na hi Armaan se aur na hi na kisi aur se. Usko Abhira mein jo thodi bahot khushi milti hai usse mat cheen Kartik.

Sharda Devi pleaded. Kartik nodded not having any option, his heart ached.

Abhira ki zindagi barbad kar deinge bhai....

He stopped seeing Sharda Devi,s glare and left from there. Sharda Devi sighed and left towards her bedroom.

Armaan,s bedroom.

Abhira covered him with the blanket. She looked at him softly , her heart aching in her chest and then she turned to leave but stopped feeling a delicate hold on her finger. Her heart picked up pace as goosebumps arose all over her skin and she turned to look at Armaan. He looked at her softly and held her finger tighter saying

Don't go.

Armaan said weakly, his voice carrying a plea that came from the depths of his heart. Abhira,s heart ached hearing him and she smiled weakly.

I won't.

Abhira said softly with a smile on her face looking at him.

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