Broken Yet Beautiful

Set for a cute date!

Ridhima was waiting with a clenched hand which was sweating like hell. She nervously looked at Vihaan who calmly nodded his head, signalling her to relax. At the present moment, they were in the hospital, to confirm whether she was actually pregnant or not. She was lying on the bed while Vihaan waited beside her standing with crossed legs. Thousands of tensions were running in her mind. The lady doctor entered with a few reports in her hand. Her entry created panic inside Ridhima as she gripped his hand tightly. He understood her feelings and placed his hand on hers.

"It's confirmed. She is pregnant. Congrats Mr Singhania. From now onwards you must take care of her. "

"And Mam what about the things she felt and saw? "

"It was her mind's illusion. This happens to pregnant ladies if they suffer from or have a traumatic past. "

Ridhima closed her eyes and opened it. She noticed that the whole room was red. She looked at Vansh who had a dagger in his eyes. He was walking near her with a sinister smile. Blood drained from her as she panicked, "What-what are you doing Vansh? "

"You are carrying a life in you. And I want to see whether it's a girl or a boy."

"Vansh are you mad? You want to kill us both! "

Vansh ignored her words and stabbed her womb with the knife. She screamed in pain as blood splattered out. A few drops sprinkled on his face but he digged in, cutting her womb and forcing his hands into her uterus. Ridhima felt like killing jersey due to the unbearable hellish pain. With a force, he pulled out something. It was all bloody. A tiny, circular thing which he held up before her eyes.

"Hahaha..... So tiny see ridhima........ Trash from another trash. "

A blood curling scream escaped her mouth when she realised it was a dream.

"Ridhima what happened? Are you okay? "

Vihaan said shaking her gently. Ridhima noticed that they were still in the hospital cabin.

She nodded her head looking deep into his eyes. But it was all concern, worry and care which she found in those black pupils.

They returned home after that. While she rested on the bed, he started rummaging the whole cupboard.

"Vansh what are you doing? "

He took out a dress and handed it to her.
"Yeah, wear this one. Golden suits over you. "

"Vansh but why? Why should I wear this one? "

She was fearing that he would torture her in newer ways.

"I am taking you to a date. You are getting constant nightmares and panic attacks. I fear that someday out of fear you will jump on my shoulder and break it into pieces!"

This incensed her. Flaring her nose she caught a pillow and threw at him. But he ducked it.

Then he helped her with his own hands to get ready, doing her makeup and hairs. He was blabbering things as she continued watching him without blink of an eye. A smile appeared on her face. This Vansh was new to her. She fervently prayed that he forever stayed like that.

Vihaan took her to a restaurant. It was a rooftop date. The night view looked so beautiful from there. The waiter took their orders and after sometimes returned with the foods. Ridhima looked at Vihaan with a crying face.

"What happened? Will you be able to eat this? If you can't eat then- "

"Nooooo! I wanted to say that it's too less! How can you be so unfair? Only ten butter nuns, five chicken leg pieces, a tube of ice cream is too less!!"

Vihaan scuffed and called for the waiter.

"I am with a pregnant woman idiot! Bring up everything one by one or else she will eat me up! "

Vihaan noticed that she was longingly looking at a couple dancing faraway. He grabbed her hand and pulled her to the dancefloor.

"Let's dance........."

Ridhima was surprised by his moves. The song started as they moved together with sync.

Saari raat aahein bharta

Pal pal yaadon mein marta

Maane na meri mann mera..

Thode thode hosh madhoshi si hai

Neem behoshein si hai

Jaane kuch bhi na mann mera

Kabhi mera tha par ab begaana hai yeh

Deewana deewana sumjhe na ho

They were looking into each other, trying hard to dip in each other's orbs.

"God took something special to create you. Those eyes can kill anyone. "

He complimented her. They noticed that the couples beside them kissed each other at the end. Both of them felt uneasy. Something clicked in Ridhima's mind as she neared to his face and placed a light peck on his cheek. Vihaan wad taken aback by her action. She blushed as his heart flattered. All of a sudden she felt pukish and leaving him rushed to the washroom. He followed her back amxioui waiting outside the washroom, when she came out. He noticed her dropped face and helped her to the seat.

"Sorry, I destroyed your date. You worked hard for all this and I messed it up. "

"No it's okay, it happens to pregnant woman. "

He called the waiter and brought lime water.

"Drink this you will feel better. "

When they were going, Ridhima noticed a panipuri stall. Her mouth started watering. Vihaan understood it and said, "No way......... You are pregnant and that's unhygienic. Just a moment ago you vomited. You will again get sick. "

"Then I will again vomit it out! Please Vansh, pliz! '

He melted at her puppy eyes and they went to the panipuri stall.

" Uncle, two plates. Please make it spicy and do add  more chutney. "

Though she was enjoying and devouring the delicious delicacy, Vihaan couldn't. His condition was already bad due to the spice. He was brought up in England where a pinch of spice would burn mouths. But he noticed Ridhima who was happily enjoying her guilty pleasure. He felt better seeing her smiling happily. Then he noticed another male customer looking at Ridhima with dirty eyes. He moved away towards him leaning near his ears,"I know she is cute. But look at her again and I will displace your hands and legs. "

The man baffled left that place. After eating heartily Ridhima decided to quite. Getting in the car, she leaned her tired body on the seat.

Vihaan drove the car and looked at her. He smiled noticing that she was already asleep. He brushed away the hair falling on her face.

"I will never let him hurt you again Ridhima, and it's my promise. "