Itna Karo Naa Mujhe Pyar #Completed

Chapter 31 (a)

"Mihika...come to my cabin...Now" Raman spoke on the intercom.

"Sir, I haven't completed the file you asked me to submit, yet" she said nervously.

"Forget the file. And come here. NOW" he stressed.

"Ok Sir" Mihika said and rushed to his cabin.

Have I done something wrong? Mihika wondered as she paced towards his cabin.

"May I come in Sir" she asked pushing the door slightly.

He glanced at her and nodded his head.

She stood at a safe distance from his table fearing what had gone wrong.

Raman kept his gaze on the screen of his mac when he asked "Where are your parents?"

"Excuse me!?" Mihika was taken aback by the unexpected query.

"Tumhare parents kahan hain Mihika?" He translated as if she did not understand English.

"That is none of your business" she replied straight away.

"It is damn it! I need to know where they are" he banged his fist on the table.

"I don't think I am answerable" Mihika was firm in her stand.

"I am your boss and you are answerable to me" he glared trying to intimidate her.

"Exactly! You are my boss. Just my boss. If it was anything professional I would have answered you right away. But as far as my parents are concerned, that's a part of my personal life and I have the choice if I want to answer your question or not" she glared back at him.

In a swift movement, Raman jumped off his chair and stood in front of Mihika with folded hands "I beg you Mihika! Please help me out with this"

She stepped back in reflex as he bent forward with folded hands. She could see how desperate he was to get her answer.

She folded her arms across her chest and stated "Now that you are so desperate to know about them, I would like to know what makes you ask about my parents whereabouts before I answer your question"

"Ishita....Ishita wants to know about them" he looked vulnerable as he revealed the motive behind his query.

Last night

As he lied down on the bed, Ishita snuggled close to him and rested her head on his chest. He smiled looking at her and wrapped his arm around her.

"Raman" she softly said fidgeting with the second button of his shirt.

"Hmmm?" He replied enjoying her proximity with closed eyes.

"Kuch poochun aapse?" She asked drawing patterns on his bare chest nervously.

"Hmmmm" he hummed stifling a moan that was yearning to escape his mouth.

"Ermmm....its ok...jaane do" she said withdrawing her hand from his chest.

He held her hand immediately, placed it back on his chest and raised himself on his elbow to face her completely. "Batao kya hua?"

"Kuch nahi" she hesitated.

"Ishitaaaa" a stern yet caring call came from him.

She bit her lips unsure if she should voice out her question.

He moved her palm that was in his firm hold on his chest towards his lips, pecked it gently and caressing her fingers said "Bolo Ishita...Kya poochna chahti ho? Hichkichao mat. Kis baat ka dar hai?"

Her heart fluttered at the care and concern he showed. "Mai apne sawal se aapko pareshan nahi karna chahti Raman" she voiced out her fear.

"Bataogi nahi toh mai aur zyada pareshan ho jaaunga Ishita, ye soch sochke ke akhir kounsi aisi baat hai jo tum mujhse poochte poochte reh gayi" he said.

She lifted her gaze to meet him and asked expectantly "Mai apne parents ke baare me poochna chahti thi Raman"

Baffled by the unexpected question, Raman sat in a jerk letting Ishita's hand that he had held securely until now slip off his hold.

Finding him go numb and blank, Ishita raised herself from her position, sitting beside him, ran her hand gently over his beard and explained "Raman, mai aapko is sawaal se pareshan nahi karna chahti thi. Aur mujhe pata hai ke unke baare me kuch batane wali baat hoti toh aap ab tak bata chuke hote. Par Raman, mere past se juda woh ek hi hissa hai jiske baare me mujhe jaanne ki khwahish hai. Bahut sawal hain unko lekar mere mann me. Woh koun hain? Kahan hain? Woh mujhse door kyun hain? Ab tak mujhse milne kyun nahi aaye? Aur bhi bahut kuch jaanna hai unke baare me"

"Ishita aaj achanak!?" He was able to utter only that.

"Aaj achanak nahi Raman. Bahut dinon se ye baat mujhe sata rahi hai aur mai yaad karne ki koshish bhi kar rahi hoon. Pata nahi kyun, jab bhi unko yaad karna chahti hoon toh ek ajeeb sa khalipan mehsoos hota hai, jaise ke koi kami ho, kuch adhoorapan sa ho. Ruhi ki taraf aapke pyar ko dekhti hoon, mera dil tadap uthta hai kisi anjaan aas ke sath. Maa ki mamta dekhti hoon aapki taraf toh bechaini si hoti hai ke maine kuch khoya hai. Kuch samajh me nahi aata Raman aur yaad toh kuch hai hi nahi. Par aap toh unke baare me jaante honge na?" She asked with teary eyes.

Raman did not utter a word. He did not have a reply for her. 

"Raman aap chup kyun hogaye? Woh....hain...na?" she suspiciously voiced out.

'Hum kisi Ishita ko nahi jaante. Woh hamare liye mar chuki hai. Na hum uske liye zinda hain, na woh hamare liye' Mr.Iyer's words rang in Raman's ears.

"Raman bataiye na. Woh hain ya nahi?" she shook him for an answer.

"Nahi" is all he uttered shutting his eyes tightly letting a tear run down freely on his cheek.

"No....this is not true" she wasn't willing to believe.

Raman's throat constricted and he felt suffocated.

"Ishi...taaaa" he choked as he held her arms.

She crashed into his chest without ado and sobbed uncontrollably. "I don't remember them Raman....but I still miss them" she said.

"Akka? Did she ask you about them?" Mihika seemed surprised.

"Haan" he nodded.

"Par aap mere parents ke baare me jaanke karoge kya?" She wanted to know.

"Mai Ishita ko unse milwana chahta hoon" he informed.

-------To be continued-----

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