I'll Love You Longer Than Forever

Chapter One Hundred And Thirty Two

"We're over here!" Armaan called out to Riddhima, gesturing to the queue for first class, while she was walking towards economy.

"What?" Riddhima asked, confused.

"Humaari queue yeh hai, Basket," Armaan repeated.

"First class?" Riddhima questioned, surprised.

Armaan nodded, grinning widely. "Yes!"

"Lekin, Armaan… That must've been so expensive! Tumne first class ki tickets kyu li? Hum economy mein bhi toh jaa sakte the!" Riddhima protested. 

"Come on, Jaan! It's our honeymoon! Ab agar yeh sab nahi karenge toh kab karenge?" Armaan questioned rhetorically. Riddhima made a face at that, to which he added, "Aur waise bhi, the entire trip is sponsored by Billy, toh koi budget constraints nahi hai!"

"What? Armaan!" Riddhima exclaimed. Before she could say anything else, their seats were called out and they were guided inside the aircraft. 

Riddhima had never flown first class before, so all her protests died as she sat down on the cushy seat with insane leg room. The flight hadn't even taken off, but flight attendants were walking to every seat, offering food, beverages, and even alcohol. Unable to stop, Riddhima requested for a few chocolates, making Armaan laugh. As she relished the taste of some French concoction that she couldn't pronounce the name of, Armaan laughed. "Ab tumhe koi problem nahi hai first class se?"

"Well, these chocolates are heavenly," she stated. "But seriously, Armaan. It's too much. Aur tumne Dad se paise kyu liye?"

"Dad se nahi lunga toh kisse lunga?" Armaan wondered out loud. "Waise bhi, maine liye nahi. He offered. Well, offered is a tame word. Unhone toh literally dhamki di thi mujhe that I am not supposed to skimp on anything because of the cost."

"Bookings toh tumne khud kiye honge na?" Riddhima asked.

"Haan, woh toh maine hi kiye," Armaan agreed.

"Toh unhe kaise pata chalta tumne kya book kiya hai? Keh dete na budget mein sab ho gaya," Riddhima advised, making Armaan cackle.

"What?" Riddhima sniffed.

"Come on, Basket! Billy koi itne bhi stupid nahi hai. Don't you think he knows ki Italy mein kisi bhi cheez ka kya price range hoga?" Armaan asked her. Riddhima rolled her eyes. "Toh tum mana kar dete na! You should've said that we'll manage."

"Kaisi baatein kar rahi ho tum!" Armaan exclaimed. "Achcha ek baat batao… Kal jab humaare bachche honge, aur woh humse kisi cheez ke liye paise maangenge… If we can afford it, toh hum unhe denge nahi kya? As a matter of fact, even if we can't, won't we try our hardest?"

"Har cheez ke liye nahi," Riddhima answered decisively. "Bachchon ki har zidd poori nahi karni chahiye! Especially not like Dad is doing. Ab… Yeh Air France se travel karna zaroori hai? It's already such an expensive airline, aur tumne flight bhi woh choose ki hai jiska layover Paris mein hai!"

"Of course!" Armaan exclaimed. "Tum kya chaahti thi? Ki Dubai mein layover wali flight choose karu? When we're on our honeymoon? No way!"

"But, Armaan… Dad has already spent too much on us!" Riddhima protested. "Humne flat renovate karaya toh Dad ne kisi cheez ke paise humein dene nahi diye. And then he sent over all those high end electronics. Matlab, 70 inch tv ka humein kya kaam? Kitna toh time milta hai humein tv dekhne ka bhi? 

Jab bachelorette ki baat aayi, tab bhi he footed the bill for that lavish party. Matlab Taj Mahal Palace mein itne saare arrangements karna is not a joke. Wahaan bhi kitna kharcha hua hoga!