Rain Of Love : A Downpour of Romance (On Hold)

Mishti's jealousy

Yaar yeh tumlog mujhe likhne par majboor kar rahe ho!!!..

Mishti's P.O.V

After our conversation, I fled, my heart heavy and tears uncontainable. Despite the yearning to forgive Arhaan and rebuild, my mind erects barriers, haunted by his hurtful words and betrayal. My heart, however, beats with readiness to embrace him again. Yet, the echoes of his curses and deceit linger, casting doubt on forgiveness

I began to cry, not even realizing that I was sitting in the backyard of the house, which is as beautiful inside as it is outside, but giving me a positive vibe.

I screamed at top of my voice while crying and asked maa by looking at the sky..

Maa tell me, ami ki korbo( what should I do)..and started to cry.

To calm myself i decided to sing a classical song.

bichhde abhi to ham bas kal parso
jiyugi mai kaise is haal me barso
maut na aayi teri yaad kyo aayi, hay lambi judai
chaar dina da pyaar, ho rabba
badi lambi judai, lambi judai
hotho pe aaye, meri jaan, duhai hay lambi judai

ek to sajan mere paas nahi re
duje milan di koi aas nahi re
duje milan di koi aas nahi re
uspe ye saavaniya ne
uspe ye saavaniya ne aag lagai, hay lambi judai
chaar dina da pyar, ho rabba
badi lambi judai, lambi judai
(Song has been sang by rashma)

I was singing, crying because it's hurting me, because for the very first time I made someone cry. He's not just someone; he is my Arhaan.

After singing the song, I sat there, feeling the positivity of this backyard wash over me. I lay down and closed my eyes to feel the cold breeze touching my body, giving me a relaxing vibe.

AUTHOR'S POV

Mishti lay there, but she didn't realize when she fell asleep.

Suddenly, a cold hand surrounded her waist and picked her up in a bridal style.

"Arhaan..." Mishti said in a low voice while still sleepy.

"Kahiye, Shrimati ji..." Arhaan replied as he carried her to the room.

But he didn't receive any reply from Mishti, so he looked at her and saw that she murmured his name in her sleep. He smiled at her and kissed her nose gently.

Continuing towards the room, Arhaan kicked the door with one leg and moved towards the bed. He laid her carefully on the bed and sat beside her, gazing at her sleeping face.

Arhaan held Mishti's hand, kissed it, and said, "Hume maaf kar dijiye," before kissing her hand again and caressing her fingers softly.

Suddenly, Arhaan noticed that Mishti was shivering. He touched his palm to her forehead and realized she had a slight fever. Quickly, he covered her with a comforter, kissed her forehead, and moved towards her feet.

Taking Mishti's feet in his hands, Arhaan began to rub them gently. While doing so, he kissed Mishti's feet and rested his head upon them, saying, "I'm sorry, please don't leave me like this. I'll be devastated."

After some time, when he observed that Mishti's body temperature had returned to normal, he left, not wanting to create any misunderstandings.

"Arhaan..." Arhaan's mom called.

"Ji maa," Arhaan replied.

"Hum nahi chahte ki, aap unke marzi ke khilaf kuch bhi kare... beti mana hai maine unhe. Toh kuch karne ki soch na bhi mat, warna hum tumhe ghar se nikal denge," his mom warned.

"Maa, biwi hai woh meri, pyar se rakhunga par woh maan hi nahi rahi," Arhaan said.

"Ab jab galti ki hai, toh saza toh milegi," Arhaan's mom said.