A/N : Hello friends. It's me Pri again here. I am upset, isske do reasons hai. First one CID has become biweekly again. Second, FWP are ignoring Abhirika in their episodes. Looks like, they are in love with newly formed Jodi. Anyways, we still love Abhirika, right? N we have our own ways to satisfy our poor souls hai na? ; D
So many wonderful reviews for dis fic. Honestly I don't have words to thank ya all. Fir bhi.. Huge thanks all those who reviewed. KamikazeMe, KD, Adita, Srija, everyone! Love u guys. Hope you all like dis chap as well. Enjoy..
Warning: thora sa romance n so much drama :P
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Chap five: Adrag Chai and consequences
Six PM, the same day:
Tarika is at home thinking back to what all happened in previous two days. She has never seen all this coming. She has just asked for a dinner, right? And there god has answered all her prayers one after the other on the same day. Dinner, confession, dance.. lab mein haat pakarna. And now.. Adrag chai. She smiles replaying all those memories in her head. Falling in love daydreaming about your loved one is something which she thought as a waste of time, something mad people do. She never knew what is it to care for a person who is other than a family member or a friend. Not until she met him. Every love story is special; her's too involved meeting someone as a stranger, understanding his traits, moving on as his friend, starting to admire things about him, doodling his name, falling head over heels for him. But what's important is how you feel, to how much extent you trust each other and mostly how those feelings remain unchanged over the time. She has fallen for him years ago. She has been aware, he harbours the same feelings. Yet none of them said it aloud. Her heart could hear those sweet nothings which he never voiced out loud; her brain could calculate the amount of concern and love behind his flirts. No words were needed. Silence alone spoke volumes for them. Of course there were moments when they felt insecure or jealous of a third person's presence. But that hardly counted. Being a human being, feeling jealous is so natural. Yet they knew they belonged together. Again understanding dawns over them; just by glancing at each other. Once again silence is their language. How can a person read another person's mind without actually speaking? Language of love is the answer. Silence, the language of love. In fact this silence is what makes it feel amazing isn't it?
She comes out her thoughts as someone rings the doorbell. She opens door knowing well who it is.
Abhijeet is leaning over the door frame, smiling through his eyes. She notices he is wearing her fav green shirt, black jeans, a black scarf wrapped around his neck. She herself is wearing a green kurtha and her fav black jeans.
Matching Matching! She smiles internally.
Abhi, smiling: Are wah aap toh sham ko bhi utni khubsurat lagti hai.. jitna ki subah. Bilkul pari jaisi..
Tarika, blushing: Andar aao na.. badi jaldi aa gaye tum.
She closes the door and turns to face him.
Abhi, his hands in pocket n a cute smile on his face: aap mera wait kar rahi thi?
Tarika: Nahi.. Barso hi dinner kia humne saat mein yaad hai?
Abhi, makes a sad face: Aree woh toh barso na, doh din se nahi mile hum. Aur aap toh jaanti hai, main aapse ek pal k liye bhi dur nahi reh sakta.
Tarika, giving up with a smile : arey aap toh bura maangaye! Of course main Inspector saab ka wait kar rahi thi. Kabse usii watch pe nazar rakh rahi thi. Patha hai, kitna slow chal raha tha ab tak..
He smiles widely.
Abhi, lifting up in his arms: Achha…
Tarika: Kya karre ho Abhijeet? Necche utaaro mujhe!
He ignores n begins to walk, carrying her in his arms.
Abhi, with a naughty smile: Ab bohot waqt barbaad kar diya hai Ji. Seedha kaam pe lag jaatey hai.
Tarika, shocked and embarassed: Kya? K.. Kaunsa Kaam?
Abhi, laughing: Chai banaane ka kaam aur kya?
He puts her down n she laughs hitting him playfully as she finds herself in her kitchen. She proceeds to place the vessel. He hugs her from behind before she could add water or turn on the stove.
Abhi: taras gaya tha main aap k saat rehne keliye. Kismat toh dekhiye humari. Doh din se mulaaqat nasib nai hui hume..
Tarika, feeling shy n turning around to push him: Chodo Abhijeet..
Abhi: Naa…
Tarika, still in his hug: Maine kaha chodo mujhe…
Abhi: Dil se nahi keh rahi hai aap. Main kya karun…
She just gives him a shy smile. Taking her hand into his, He proceeds to place a gentle kiss on top of her hand. He then kisses each of her fingers softly. She closes her eyes as he kisses her forehead. He cups her face and leans closer to kiss her lips, but she swiftly places her hand over his lips stopping him.
Tarika, looking down n blushing: C.. Chai banaane doh na..
Abhi, shaking his head n smiling: Nahi… Chai main banaunga!
Tarika, frowning: Nahi main chai banaungi!
Abhi, frowning as well: Tarika Ji, Chai main banaunga..
Tarika: Abhi yeh mera ghar hai.. toh chai main hi banaungi na!
Abhi: Haan lekin chai ka idea mera tha!
Tarika, arguing: Abhijeet. Main banaungi…
Abhi: Aap ka zukam kum hogaya?
Tarika: thora sa..
Abhi: Sirf thoraa sa? Arey mere haat ka adrag chai peeke dekhiye, ek dum udh jayegi!
Tarika: tumhe bhi zukam hai na?
Abhi: Haa, magar kum hogai na..
Tarika: Abhi main banaungi!
Abhi: Nahi main!
Tarika: Are baba.. Main..
Abhi: Nahi Main..
They argue like kids and stop to take a deep breath. Then they realize how they were arguing and burst out laughing.
Tarika: Achha.. Abhi mere paas ek idea hai. Kyu na hum dono milkar chai banaaye?
He smiles adoring her beautiful face.
Tarika: Kya hua?
Abhi: tum ne mujhe Abhi keh k bulaaya..
Tarika: Aur tumne mujhe tum kaha…
Abhi: Haan toh?
Tarika smiling: Abhijeet..
Abhi: Abhi kahiye na achha lagta hai..
Tarika, blushing: Abhi.. Ab chai banaaye?
Abhi: Ok..
He adds water as she turns on the stove. She adds milk, he adds some tea powder, she adds adrag. She brings it to boil and adds sugar. He pours it in to a cup.
Abhi, after taking a sip: yar is mein cheeni nai daali hai tumne!
Tarika: Kya? Arey daali hai main ne!
Abhi: Nahi daali hai!
Tarika, frowning: Daali hai!
Abhi: Arey Nahi daali hai..
She shakes her head.
Abhi, seriously: Achha zara taste kar k bataao..
She feels shy but manages to take a sip from his cup.
Tarika: Abhijeet! Kaha tha na, maine daali hai!
Abhi, smiling a bit: Accha .. hmmm.. ( takes a sip from his cup ) Arey wah Tarika ji .. chai toh meethi hogayi.
She rolls her eyes, blushing.
Tarika, taking a sip from her cup n smiling: Achha Ji? Lekin Yeh kaise hogaya? main kya sweetner hu?
Abhi, leaning closer: taste karna parega!
Tarika, blushing: Abh.. Abhijeet!
Abhi, flirt tone: taste karuu kya?
Tarika, warning him: Chai piyo pehle..
They finish their tea.
Abhi, placing his cup on his table: Ab toh kar sakta hu na?
Tarika: Nahi!
Abhi: Karne doh na..
She pushes him n runs. He chases her around. She throws the pillows kept on her sofa, but he dodges them. She runs again n ends up bumping into him. He quickly hugs her giving a victory smile. She smiles relishing the feeling of being in her arms and blushes as he cups her face.
Abhi: aap mujhse dur jaa rahi thi.. ?
Tarika: Nahi.. Main kabhi tumse dur jaa sakti hu kya?
He smiles leaning closer. Before he could kiss her there is a knock on the door. He groans.
Abhi: Iss waqt kaun aagaya? Kebab mein haddi!
She laughs.
Tarika: Main dekhti hu..
Abhi: Darwaza mat kholo yar!
Tarika: Bachhe ki tarah zid mat karo.. tum kitchen mein jao aur chup jao.
Abhi: Main kyu jaao? Main nai jaunga..
Tarika: Abhi please! Kisi ne tumhe aise dekhliya mere ghar mein toh kya sochega? Please.. jaao na.
Abhi: hmm..
He goes with a huff.
She opens the door and is shocked.
Tarika, shouting: SALUNKHE SIR HAI!
Salunkhe, confused: Tarika kya hua? Sab tik hai na?
Tarika: J.. Ji sir!
Salunkhe: Chilla Kyu rahi thi?
In kitchen, Abhi curses his luck. Salunkhe sir yaha? Mujhe dekh k bhadak jayenge!
Down in the hall, Tarika makes Salunkhe sir sit.
Tarika : Sir aap yaha? Iss waqt?
Salunkhe, raising a brow: Nahi aana chahiye tha kya?
Tarika: Nai Nai sir.. Aap kabhi bhi aa sakte hai. Kya lenge chai, coffee kuch?
Salunkhe, smiling: Arey nahi nahi rehne doh. Main toh tumhe uss virus k bare mein explain karne k liye aaya tha jiske bare mein hum subah baat karre the. Yaad hai, tumhe mere explanation se tasalli nai hui na.. socha iss book k zariye clarify kar du..
She makes a bored face but quickly manages to smile. Salunkhe hands her the book.
Thousand rare viruses: An analogy
Of course, how could she have forgotten about their conversation in lab, earlier that day?
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Flash back:
Salunkhe sir was explaining about a rare virus that is highly immune to antibiotics and one that is impossible to detect it in initial stages. Careful analysis of the patient and repetitive tests are required to identify possible infection.
Salunkhe: Samajh mein aaya? Kaise test karna chaiye?
Tarika: tik se toh nai sir. Thoda aur research karna padega net pe.
Salunkhe, admiring her sincerity: Koi zarurat nahi hai. Mere study mein ek accha text book hai. Agar free ho toh kabhi explain kardunga.
Tarika: thank you sir.
Salunkhe: Aaj shaam ko free ho?
Tarika remembered her promise to Abhi. Adrag chai. How could she forget?
Tarika: Sir woh.. Main.. Mera.. meri dost ghar aanewali hai. Shaam ko chai peene k liye..
She lied. She felt bad for lying to him. But he was already pissed off with Abhi and she dint want to bugger him.
End of flash back
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Salunkhe : Tarika? Kya hua? Arey main bhul hi gaya? Tumhara.. I mean tumhari dost aanewali hai na? Main chalta hu. Achhe se parlena iss kitab ko, tumhe khud samajh mein aayega..
Tarika smiles nervously and asks him to have some chai. She goes into the kitchen where Abhi corners her.
Abhi: Aagayi madam! Kitni der lagaa di aapne?
Tarika: Salunkhe sir kuch..
Abhi: Arey unko kisi na kisi tarah yaha se bhagaa doh. Mujhe yaha dekhliya toh shaamat aajayegi.
Tarika: Woh jaarahe hai Abhi, patience rakho..
Meanwhile in the hall, Salunkhe is thinking.
Salunkhe: Tarika ko humesha kuch naya seekhna acha lagta hai. Aaj na jaane kaise usne mujhe aane se manaa kiya, sirf ek dost keliye? Aur Jis tarah se Abhijeet ne mere saat woh sab kia.. Lab mein unki woh baatein, ek saath donon ko zukam hona.. kahi Abhijeet aur Tarika ke beech..
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Kitchen:
Abhi: Arey yeh Salunkhe sir ko abhi aana tha. Aaj subah mera mood kharab kar diya lab mein. Aur ab yaha mera romance kharab karne aagaye! Bas kuch hi pal akele mein, aap k saat ghusaarna tha mujhe, lekin nai! Aisa mauka milega kaha?
Tarika, sighing: Abhi woh jaarahe hai na.. tum yahi ruko. Unke jaane k baad main..
At that moment his mobile begins ringing and she panics. Before Abhi could pull out his mobile and disconnect Salunkhe sir enters the kitchen.
Salunkhe: Itna loud ring tone. Yeh mera toh nahi hai. Tarika ka bhi phone hall mein hai. Fir..
He pauses as he spots Abhijeet with his mobile in hand. Abhi smiles awkwardly. Khabri k bacche ko abhi call karna tha?
Salunkhe: Abhijeet tum yaha? Aur Tarika yeh hai tumhara special dost huh?
Abhirika stare at floor like kids.
Salunkhe: Maine tum se kuch pucha hai Tarika!
Tarika: Ji.. sir woh.. main aap se bataana chahti thi , lekin aap Abhijeet se naaraz the. Aur..
Salunkhe cuts her off.
Salunkhe: Dekha Abhijeet. Pehli baar.. Pehli baar Tarika ne mujhse jhoot bola, sirf tumhari waja se. Aaj tumne jo lab mein kiya, use bhulaane ki koshish kar raha tha main aur ab tum yaha bhi aagaye! Tum ne saari hadein paar kardi Abhijeet… Ab tum jao yaha se! Main nahi chahta ki tumhara bura asar Tarika pe ho!
Abhi, looking distraught : Sir.. Main.. sirf..
Salunkhe: Please Abhijeet. Main kuch nai sunna chahta. Just leave from here…
Abhi: Sir please meri baat suniye. Main sirf thoda waqt bitaana chahta tha Dr. Tarika k saat..
Salunkhe: Mujhe pata hai.. pehle se hi jaanta tha ki tum Tarika pe puri tarah se lattoo ho. Karo pyar, ghusaaro waqt. Lekin iss tarah chori chupi ghusarne ki kya zarurat? Sab k saamne uska haat nai pakar sakte?
Abhi: sab.. sab k saamne? Woh.. main..
Salunkhe: tum se nai hoga. Ab jaao yaha se..
Abhi is teary eyed. He always knew Salunkhe sir didn't trust him, never considered him to be good enough for her. But even after all these years of his unrequited devotion for Tarika, he still feels the same? Why ?
He looks at her, his eyes filled with tears. She shakes her head, biting back her own tears. He gestures her not to cry and walks off with a heavy heart. Salunkhe consoles her when she breaks down all of a sudden.
Tarika, crying: Ruk jaao.. Abhijeet please Wapis aajao!
Salunkhe holds her back.
Tarika, begging Salunkhe: Sir Abhijeet bura larka nahi hai. Please sir.. Please usse wapis bulaayiye. Plzzzz…
Salunkhe, hugging her from one side: Beta shaant hojaao! Relax.. Just trust me.
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A/N: Hogaya. I know some of u feel throwing chappals on me. Sorry for sappy ending.
What will Salunkhe do? Will Abhi hold her hand in front of the whole world? You guys have to wait : D
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