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**Added the picture of the bracelet that Rehaan gifted Aranya.
As it wasn't visible to some in previous chapter**

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Intezar, ibadat sb toh kr liya maine,
Aur kaise bolu ki ha ishq hai tumse

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Rehaan walked out of his bed and stretched his arms while opening the window of his room. The slight wind with a hint of warmness engulfed into his arms.

He smiled looking at the sun rays falling on the flowers kept in the balcony.

Taking a quick shower he got dressed into a pair of jeans with black checked shirt. He was an adult now, not the same teenager boy. His workout resulted in a toned abs while the most attractive was his grey orbs filled with a tint of love.

Picking up his phone he sat down on the foot of his bed while scrolling his phone.

His fingers reached upon the contacts and saw numerous missed calls from the same number. His fingers itched to talk to the person but he was hurt. He threw away his phone on the bed and sighed helplessly.

"Arghh, Aranya, what should I do," He mumbled to himself while looking at the ceiling and closed his eyes and again picked up the phone and finally called on the number.

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Aranya was doing her morning yoga on the balcony when her cell phone started ringing. She was in her posture and thought of attending the call later, but to say that she was concentrating on yoga would be a lie.

Her mind was still stuck on the incident that happened two days ago, when Rehaan came to meet her in Delhi.

They went together to explore the city while some friends from her academy in between their talks she kind of ignored Rehaan who came to meet and was there only for a day.

Her ignorance did hurt Rehaan, he was feeling irritated by the thought that she was giving someone a little more attention. Maybe that's how destiny wanted him to realise his feelings.

The feelings he was avoiding on every step for the past five years.

Aranya on the other hand was guilty once she realised that she kind of neglected Rehaan. She was holding his hand all the time and could feel how his hold grew stronger when her male friend talked to her.

Somewhere she knew that it wouldn't take them any longer to convey the waves of their feelings to each other.

She got up from her yoga sheet and walked to talk on her phone. Her eyes sparkled seeing his call.

Finally after two days he called her back, as he left for Mumbai without meeting her and was not receiving any call or message.

"Rehaan," She said slowly and got silent in return.

"I am coming to meet you, and dare you ignore me," He said in a no nonsense tone.

"I am sor....," before she could complete her words the line got cut.

"No worries you come here once, I will make sure that you won't get disappointed this time," She said to herself and went to take a quick shower.

Wearing a long Red Anarkali Kurti paired with a white plazo she left her hair open. Aranya was a grown up adult now, her features were more sharped now, the puberty resulted in a different Aranya.

She filled her chocolate brown orbs with kohl and applied the nude shade lipstick.

Picking up the keys she walked out of her room and called for her mother but as usual she wasn't home. She took the note that was stuck on the refrigerator hinting that she is on a business trip.

Walking out of the kitchen she lit a lamp in front of her brother Rishi and her Grandmother's picture.

It's been two years since she passed away and yet another time Rehaan didn't leave her side.

He was there to hold her, to heal her.

Smiling, she drove to the dance academy. Getting inside she joined the classes wearing her Ghungroo.

The whole day passed with her taking her Kathak classes and in the afternoon she joined her photography course.

She looked at her watch indicating Rehaan would be here. She called him and didn't pick it up again. She huffed and was going to sit in her car when someone held her wrist.

She was about to slap the person when he held her both hands.

"Rehaan," She said, wiggling her arms.

He smiled at her, his grey orbs flickering the shine of happiness.

"I missed you," He said, hugging her and she threw her hands around his shoulder and hugged him tightly.

They were hugging each other when her eyes landed up on a woman who was eyeing them strangely.

"Let's go from here, or else that aunty might end up filing a complaint against us,"She said tapping on his shoulder.

Rehaan chuckled looking at his back and they both got inside the car.

Rehaan sat on the driving seat and while driving he held her hand.

She looked at him and their hands while Rehaan was still looking on the road.

"Rehaan, I am sorry for that day, I should have done that," She said softly, making him look at her.

"It's ok and I am also sorry I shouldn't have behaved like a child. I ignored your calls for two days," Rehaan said, holding her hands tightly.

"You were jealous that I gave them more attention," She asked him, hoping to get the answer she wanted.

"I guess if anyone else was there, they must have felt the same way," He said, twisting his words in the most possible way, making her sigh.

"Such a dumbo, can't say that he feels for me that way," She mumbled under her breath.

"You said something," He asked her.

"Uhmm,yes actually I wanted to ask you something," Aranya said, making her mind to make the first move.

"How do you know when you love someone?" She asked him, making him look at her.

"Why are you asking it? I...is there someone," He fumbled with his words making her smirk internally.

"Oh yes, he is from my Kathak classes," She stated the clear lie, making him wide his eyes.

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