In my Devil's Arms

An hour later Numaan was sitting in Vikram's house. An elderly gentleman sat in front of him. With the way servants were listening to him he was Vicky's father. Two girls were also there. Both beautiful. An elderly lady and her young daughter was there too.

" Good day everyone. I am Ramcharan Oberoi. And this is my son Vicky", said the old man.

" Hello", Vicky said to everyone.

They all greeted back.

" A quick introduction ", said Vicky.

" Dipti Kulkarni", said a girl.

" Sonia Pradhan", said another.

" Numaan Qureshi ", said Numaan.

" Mitali Shekhawat", said the kid and my mother " Jhanvi".

" So what is this all about", asked Dipti.

They were all clueless thought Numaan. But he had a vague idea. He kept quiet.

" A project", said Mr. Oberoi.

" Project", they were confused.

" What project", asked Sonia.

" To get my son married", said Ramcharan.

A silence spread in the room.

Rich people and their antics thought Sonia. She cancelled an appointment to come here What a waste!

" I don't think how I can assist in this project Mr. Oberoi ", she said.

Dipti was in deep thought.

" Is it in any way related to Ms. Riya Sachdeva ", she asked.

" Smart girl", said Ramcharan smiling at her.

" Riya Sachdeva as in Manav I mean Mr. Deshmukh's fiancee", said Sonia.

Numaan looked at her in surprise. Who is she?

" I think now you find your stakes in it Sonia", said Vicky .

She sat down.

" I love Riya very much", declared Vicky.

" But she is engaged. So to marry her I need everyone's help here".

" How can we help bhaisahab ", asked Mr. Shekhawat.

" Do you think sister that Gaurav and Vinod are not my kids? I want them all settled", said Ramcharan.

Dipti's eyes smarted.

" Sir", she said.

" Its okay future Mrs Joshi", said Ramcharan.

Numaan was now getting the gist of this meeting.

" But be clear on one thing", said Ramcharan.

" That being", Numaan spoke for the first time.

" Speak truth. In entirety. ".

Everyone nodded.

" So we are like a love team", said Dipti.

" That would be a perfect name", said Mitali.

" Sonia", asked Ramcharan. " Do you like Manav".

" Yes he is a nice person"?

" He means do you love him", said Numaan lazily.

" Only truth beta".

" Yes we have confessed our feelings to each other. And he promised to break his engagement because he cosiders Riya as sister".

" Son of a b*tch", said Numaan. " He hid this big truth from me.

Vicky smirked. He knew Numaan didn't get a lot of surprises. He had strong sixth sense.

" So what is the problem ", asked Dipti.

" His mother. She is adamant on their marriage. I think she dislikes me", she said.

" Then you are lucky", said Vicky. " She outright hates me. Even threw me out of her house".

Numaan chuckled. " I am not surprised ", he said. " She really is cunning. She coerced two unwilling individuals in a marriage just for her gains. She threatened them with her life".

" Dipti note down", said Ramcharan. " Problem no 1 Manav's mother.

Dipti immediately went in secretary mode taking notes.

" And Mrs. Shekhawat that is how you take unwilling sons to altar".

" Got it bhaisahab ", she gave a thumbs up.

" Problem no 2 is your brother's nozy and interfering fiancee", said Vicky to Numaan. " No offense".

" None taken", said Numaan.

" I thought of killing her then", he said angrily.

" Aan haan", Numaan's eyes danced with excitement. " You need divine intervention for it. Holy waters, taaveez( amulet), or exorcism of some kind".

He looked around. Everyone was looking at him in disbelief .

" What? She has nine lives. A certified witch", he said.

" Really", asked Vicky.

" Ohhh she chews men for dinner and spit them in the morning", he said with a serious face. " My poor brother. Allah save him"!

" Amen", said Vicky. " I believe he answered your prayers".

" How"?

" Marry her yourself", said Ramcharan. " You are the perfect antidote for her".

" What makes you think that", he asked defensively.

" You love her", smirked Vicky.

" The one who loves her is in serious need of psychatrist", said Numaan."Loving her is a mental problem, an insanity, a hallucination, schizophrenia, personality disorder, an addiction the cure for which you need to seek".

" Do you love her", asked Vicky.

" Only truth son", said Ramcharan.

" Yes or No", asked Vicky.

" YES", shrugged Numaan. " But hey not my fault. I was born with a defective brain".

The women shook their heads as Vicky and Ramcharan burst into laughter.

" Well my turn to ask questions ", said Numaan.

" Shoot", said Vicky.

He looked Vikram straight in the eye. Then he asked,

" How important is Riya's love and her trust in you for you"?

" That I will lay down my life thousands rimes to earn every bit of it".

Neither Vikram hesitated or blinked an eye in answering it.

" If even T of trouble hits her then I would have already left this world", he said.

A pindrop silence occured.

Numaan's lips curved into a smile.

" Welcome to the family Mr. Oberoi", he said.

Then he said to Sonia, " You too Ms. Pradhan. Just beware of your mother-in-law."

She smiled shaking her head. Then hugged him.

" How is she", asked Vicky.

" A bit shattered right now", answered Numaan honestly. " But she is mentally very strong Vicky. Have trust in her. SHE LOVES YOU."

He nodded.

" Then we have just one last thing left", said Ramcharan.

" And what is that", asked Vicky.

" Vinod Joshi".

Vicky sighed.

" He loves you Dipti and wants to give you a luxorios life. But he comes from a humble background. His parents died young and he faced hunger, poverty and what not. So he is stalling. He wants you to have everything", he said.

" Why don't you help him", said Ramcharan.

" You think I and Gaurav did not offer help", said Vicky. " The b* stard is as self-respecting as they come.", he said fondly.

Tears welled in Dipti's eyes.

" I just want him", she said.

Vicky and Ramcharan patted her back.

" Very soon all of you will be married with kids", said Ramcharan. " Have patience".

" I want my kids to have you as Grandpa", said Mitali. " You are now my official Godfather". He mother laughed.

" It looks more like a marriage bureau than a love team", said Numaan with amusement .

" Welcome to Oberois. My father has just started all this. Business is just a hobby for him. This matchmaking is his USP".

Both the men chuckled.

A beautiful friendship has just begun.