9 pm, Ramada hotel , Delhi ,
Raman was least interested in the party. His poor daughter was alone at home with some stranger babysitter. Her grandmother had gone to society kitty party.
How can a mother hand her child to a stranger when the poor soul is just two??? But Shagun being Shagun was busy flaunting her designer gown and posing for media.
'Welcome Mr and Mrs Khanna.'
Raman couldn't help but glued his eyes to his ex-lover. She was looking like a nymph coming straight from heaven. And she had worn blue, his favourite!!! Only if things were right, he would have taken her to a lonely place and kissed her senselessly. But the bitter reality was that the man standing beside her was her husband, and he?? He was no one to her.
'HEllo Mr BHALLA, congratulations for the project.' Ashok khanna's cunning voice broke his trance.
'Congratulations to you too Mr Khanna.' Raman had no choice but to shake hands with the man he hated like anything.
'When my smart wife is there, I have to just relax,you know???' Ashok purposefully dragged ishita in the conversation.Ishita looked at him with anger. This man!! How down can he get???
'Wouldn't you compliment my gorgeous wife ??' Ashok said with a cruel grin.
Ishita looked down. She couldn't face Raman.
'Why should Mr Khanna?? When my own wife is way too gorgeous??
Raman called Shagun.
'Meet my wife Shagun BHALLA. Shagun he is Ashok Khanna.'
Raman tightened his grip on his wife's waist. Ishita felt a THUD in her heart. She excused herself and went from there.
Ashok grinned. SWEETHEART!! You'll have to pay for my humiliation...
AAJ PHIR TUMPE PYAR AYA HE
AAJ PHIR TUMPE PYAR AYA HE
BEHAD AUR BESHUMAR AYA HE
THE song was being played and Raman was dancing sensuously with Shagun. His eyes were never leaving Ishita. He was on revenge mood today. And he was successful. Ishita was feeling like her heart was torn into thousand pieces.
Suddenly she felt a tight grip on her waist.
'Cmon sweetheart ' it was Ashok.
Ashok grabbed her to the dAncefloor. She felt like a puppet in his hands. She wanted to protest but she could not create scene in front of media and prestigious people.
TU HI MERI AWARAGI TU HI DUA HAR SHAM KI
TU KHAMAKHA TU LAZAMI TU HI RAZA TU HI KAMI
AUR TU HU WO FIRAQ HAI JISKO HAI SILSILO NE MERE PAS LAYA
Ashok was never leaving a chance to touch her. She looked at the bar counter. She saw Raman looking at them with a whiskey glass in his hand. She desparately wanted to be with him and soothe him. But her devil husband was in no mood to leave her. With a great effort she escaped from there and went to the counter. But she was late!! He was not there!!
'The fun begins' Ashok smirked.
HOTEL LOAN,
'Raman, please stop this. Stop hurting yourself. It hurts me.'
Raman didn't listen to her and kept on drinking.
She came near him and threw the glass. She put his one hand on his shoulder and took him to a hotel room. She made him lay on the bed. As soon as she got up to leave, he grabbed her wrist.
'I love you Ishita, don't go away. I'll die.' He was muttering under semi conscious state. He put featherly kisses on her shoulder, cheeks, nose, forehead and chin. Ishita was feeling so pure and divine in his touch. Their lips met. Their vodka breaths mixed. Ishita moaned his name.
She carefully made him sleep on the bed and got up to leave. Before leaving she stood at the door and looked at him lovingly and said-
'I love you too Raman and will always do. You can never be far from me because a part of yours will always be with me.'
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