RAYA SS : My Wedding Planner Part 9

RECAP :

Priya walked away wiping her tears.

Both ram and Priya were so much near to the truth of their ugly past, yet they didn’t let the chips fall down.

PART 9

“So Priya?” Vikram interrupted her while she was staring at the wall behind him.

Priya jerked back and looked straight into his eyes. Vikram gave her a smile and looked around.

She turned her head to see Ram and Neha watching her. She shook her head while smiling and leaned back to her seat. She never thought this day would come.

They all were dining together in the seven-star hotel. Neha planned everything and at the final moment she called Priya to join them. At first she objected but Maharani ordered her to go along with them. Reluctantly she joined them.

Vikram and Ram were in their evening dress looking handsome and Neha looking beautiful in her long off-shoulder pink dress. Priya also wore her favorite white knee length dress with a black strap around her waist. Everyone in the hotel

“So Priya, I was asking what will you do after this marriage is over?” Vikram asked her.

“Hmm...” she sipped her juice,” I think… I mean I have to make justice to my course, right?” Priya laughed nervously.

“Yeah, I mean, you should do what you want to do, right Ram?” Neha looked at him.

“Yeah,” Ram said slightly irritatingly.

“Okay, enough of the heavy, for past half an hour we have been discussing about the palace, crap job and also your past,” Neha looked at Priya. She gave her a weak smile.

“So? What do you want to do? After all it was your plan,” Vikram smiled at her. Neha smiled shyly.

Everyone can notice the way Neha she look at Vikram and the sparks in her eyes, but why would she do that? Only if she likes him or love him?

Priya couldn’t understand since she began to observe them. Neha shared a lot of time with Ram but her face glow up whenever she sees Vikram, even if it’s for few minutes. Does Ram know anything about it?

She sighed and continued listening to their talks. The dinner was served in a high royal manner and the hotel took ever measures serve them personally. Ram excused himself for a phone call. After few minutes, Neha’s phone began to ring.

“Hello,” she said and listened.

“Oh no… really…. okay okay I am coming,” she looked worried and hurriedly got up. Vikram also got up. Priya looked at them

“hey! What happen?” vik asked her.

“My mother, it’s emergency. I have to go,” Neha began to leave. Vikram stopped her.

“I will drop you,” vikram looked at Priya; she just nodded her head to continue only to forget one thing that she will be alone with Ram. They left. Just than Ram came to his table.

“Where are they?” Ram looked at her pointing to their empty chairs while sitting before her.

“They left. Actually Neha’s mom called her so she has to go,” priya said casually avoiding his eyes.

“Oh! Okay,” Ram sighed and called for the bill.

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“Stop” Neha suddenly shouted at Vikram.

Vikram abruptly applied the brake and looked at her confusingly. Neha took her regular breathing and stepped out of the car. She began to feel very nervous. She had planned everything perfectly correct.

Nothing has gone wrong now and Neha has the right moment now to say to Vikram. The cool breeze began to flow making her shiver. This was the moment. The night was filled with stars, no one in the roads. Neha heard him getting out of the car and stood before her.

“Neha? What happened? Why….” Vikram couldn’t continue further.

Neha moved closer to him until they were just nano-inches apart, clutching his shirt coller with both her hands and lifted on her toes to meet his face. Vikram didn’t move but slowly Vikram brought his face forward until their lips met.

At first Vikram kissed her lips but the heat from her body which was now leaning on him, made him to deepen his kiss. Vikram felt Neha's hands around his neck and his hands around her small waist making her closer to him. Vikram never felt like kissing anyone like this. It was so passionate and romantic. They moved in sync, making Vikram crazy to want more from her.

Then reality strike him, his mind flashed Ram’s face. Vikram suddenly lifted his face and saw the innocent face filled with disappointment. Vikram removed her hands around his neck and moved away from her, avoiding her eyes.

“Vik?” she called him sweetly.

Anger rose in him. Neha can’t call him like that. Why? Why did she kiss me?

“Why? Why did you do that to me?” Vikram ran his hands nervously on his hair.

“Because…. Because I love you damn it,” Neha said angrily while shaking. Vikram looked at her tear filled eyes. She said those words while he can’t say that.

“No…. No… Neha? You know what you are talking about? This can’t happen Never ever” Vikram said slowly grasping her shoulder.

“Why can’t? Why can’t this happen? I am in love with you Vikram and I can’t marry Ram,” Neha was shaking and crying.

“Tumahri shadi hai kuch dino main and, and you are already engaged,” he replied

Neha again clutched his shirt with her hands tightly and looked seriously, “then answer me one thing. Why did you Vikram shergil kiss me back?” Neha demanded.

Vikram stood their silently looking in her eyes. He can’t answer and can’t express his feelings to her. He is in dilemma. and he can’t betray Ram and his family, who looked after him. No, he can’t do that.

“Well, that was a mistake,” Vikram said angrily.

“What? A mistake?” Neha gasped and moved away from Vikram shockingly.

“Yes, a mistake and ,and I shouldn’t have done that. If Neha you get into the car, I will drop you at you house,” Vikram seriously said and left her. He waited for her in the car. After few minutes, Neha stepped into the car and he start it. They didn’t talk and journry remained silent.

When they reached her house, Neha stepped out the car and walked away without looking back at him. When she was out of sight, vikram sighed and leaned back to his seat. He closed his eyes and remembers the moment their kiss they had.

*****

Rajasthan is the only place, Priya dreamt of ever going there. Priya remembered asking her dad about the visit to Udaypur and Jaipur actuly whole Rajasthan but his father refused it. Never had she realized that she will be going Udaypur, to her actual home town.

Home town… sounds so awkward.

But Priya had no other choice but to visit this place, not until this morning.

Priya was getting ready and packing her  stuff in bag when someone knocked her door and she opened it. Last night after the dinner, she didn’t talk to Ram.

She decided that she would leave very early in the morning. Rekha Aunty can manage herself.

Damn her, she shouldn’t had opened. Maharani  herself entered the room and gasped when she saw Prya doing packing.

“Priya beta, I never thought that you are upset here,” Maharani took priya’s face in her hands and looked sadly.

“Maharani ji, it’s nothing...” but she interrupted her.

“Aha…priya?” she gave her a smile.

Yeah, she forget that she have to call her aunty. How can she call Maharani her aunty?

“I am sorry, aunty” she shrugged lightly.

“Yeah, that’s fine. I have a favour to ask,” suddenly Maharani looked seriously at her.

“Sure please Boliye,”

“Visit your dadaji once,” she brushed Priya’s cheek lightly.

“My what?”

“He lives in this place, outside the Jaipur  in a big palace. I want you to meet him and inform him,” she held Priya’s shoulder.

“Inform him what?”

“About your Papa,” she said it slowly.

What kind of father is he, who doesn’t care about his own son’s death? Priya doesn’t want to go.

She hated it that minute.

Priya managed to refuse but Maharani already made arrangement and she left with no choice. But Priya doesn’t know what Maharani planned for her.

 “Don’t worry; he is a nice old guy. You will like him,” Ram turned to her while Driving the Car. Priya nodded at him and turned to see outside. They passed the forest. Ram never got tried even though he was driving for four hours. priya glanced at him, his soft cheeks and the firm jaw, his eyes focused on the road ram's hands on the steering wheel which touched priya's body many times.

Priya shook her head to ignore those memories.

When Maharani told that Ram is going to accompany her, Priya couldn’t say no to her. Maharani assured her that if Ram talks to him, he will listen to her.

“So, how do you know him?” Priya asked while glancing at him.

Ram didn’t answer her immediately. When he did, he replied coolly.

“Maa always used to bring me to him; I am kinda close to him. He is very nice guy. He lives alone now, all his daughters were now with their husbands and his only son was your Papa,” Ram stopped at that and looked at her.

“Oh!” Priya avoided his eyes and turned her head to look outside.

Priya slides the windows down and sneaks a look out. The way is wonderful. It’s narrow and the air is filled with smelling  flowers. Priya asked him lots of questions and ram patiently answered her. The atmosphere was cool and she felt the olden days were back when Priya used to ask Ram lots of questions and Ram answered them without fail.

Priya leaned back and closed her eyes slowly drifted into sleep.

“Priya, we reached,” someone was shaking her shoulder but she rejected and held the hand tightly.

Priya could feel being carried away in someone’s arms and finally she felt the soft bed.

Priya wanted to open her eyes but she hardly opens her eyes. Then she felt someone kissing her forehead and covering her.

XXXXX

“How could you think that I will accept her,” Priya’s grandfather asked him while drinking scotch. Ram stood at the near by window, looking outside while the sun was setting down.

“I don’t think Uncle you would have any problem with her,” Ram made clear in his voice.

“Ram, your wedding is coming. Why did you bring her here? Why can’t his father bring her?”

“Why don’t ask her when she wakes up,” Ram turned to him drinking his glass of wine.

“Okay, then have a nice sleep, we have a lot of things to do tomorrow,” saying this he left the room.

Ram finished his glass and set it on the table. He couldn’t say anything about Priya’s father because it is Priya's part to say. He knew that a long journey will make Priya tired so without hesitating Ram made her sleep on the bed.

Priya is so innocent in her sleep, like a child. Ram kissed her and left the room. At first when Ram mentioned about Priya, her grandfather didn’t speak but he saw anger in his eyes.

He turned to his room but he came across a frames of photo  on the wall. Few of them were of his mom and himself. But one large photo in the middle of the wall has attracted him. In that photo, a young man wearing his long t-shirt and white lowers was smiling and holding the trophy in his hands. His face looked so familiar, finally he sighed in relief when he came to know the reason. That man is Priya’s father.

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Priya woke up early in the morning. For a second  she didn’t remember where she is, later couple of min she realized the place. What would have Ram said about her to her dadaji.

Priya remembers asking once her Papa about her Dadaji but the only reply she got is anger and rage. Maybe her Dadaji was someone who will ignore her completely.

She went to the window. She opened it. The sun is rising and Priya could see the garden. The birds were flying making the early noises. Priya closed her eyes and felt the air that tangled her hair. She felt someone’s hand on her face which brushed her cheek while removing the hair from face . Priya blinked and moved back.

“It’s beautiful from here, right,” Ram looked directly into her eyes with a smile that melts her heart. Priya turned and kept staring the place.

“Yeah, it’s beautiful here,” her hands lightly brushed along Ram's chest. She moved back,

“Did you talk with…”

“Yeah, I had spoke to Your dadu last night and told about you,”

“Oh! “

“But I didn’t tell anything about you Papa,”

“May be you should had told, it nothing matters to me,” Priya shrugged her shoulders.

“It matters to me; Ram should know what he missed for years,” Priya looked at him.

His eyes were something which made her believe that her Dada has to know from her. Ram raises his hands and touched her cheeks. Ram kept stroking her and she closed her eyes. Then they heard knocking.

“Yes come in,” a maid entered the room.

Ram removed his hand and moved back.

“He wants to see Priyaa,” she bowed a little.

“Okay , we are on our way,” Priya nodded and left.

“Well, then get ready and we shall meet him,” saying that Ram left the room.