Ishqbaaz – Rikara Trust 70

Sorry for missing this chapter. I also post on Wattpad so I got confused with both platforms. Sorry again.

G: Yh, my motorcycle. I do not like traveling in a car as I cannot feel the cool breeze.

O: But, I do not know how to drive this.

G: I know that. I was about to tell you but you did not let me. You just cut me off. (She grabs the keys from him.) So I am driving now. You are definitely going to enjoy this ride.

O(Thinking): Gauri, you do not know my fear for motorcycles. When I was little, I rode with my father and accidentally fell off from it. From that moment, I do not like motorcycles. But, how am I going to tell her that.

Gauri gets on the motorcycle and passes him the helmet. He puts on the helmet but starts fumbling with the buckle.

O: Why is this not going in?

And then he feels small fingers going through the belt and tightening the belt. Her fingers touched his stubble and there was current between them. They both step back.

O and A: Current…. No static!!

They both start laughing, remember Chulkara moments and Rudra’s Ma Da Ladla song.

Gauri become serious again and he can feel her fingers touching his stubble. It was a sensuous feeling for both of them. They both have never been this close together before and not caring they were in a public place, they were just staring each other while Gauri was still fixing the belt.

O: Ahh!! This is too tight. (Breaking their eyelock.)

Gauri: I am so sorry and loosen it. There, now that is better.

Gauri unfolds the extension part of the bike and points it at it, asking Om to sit there.

O: You want me to sit there?

G: You can sit in here or behind me.

O(Thinking): If I sit behind her, there is going to be unintentional touching. I do not want her to feel that I am taking advantage of the situation. (Says) I will just sit in here. But, I do not think I am going to fit. I am too tall.

G: Om, I have been living with you in your room in the past and you have not touched me in the wrong way. I will trust you so come sit behind me.

O(quickly says)How do you know that is what I was thinking? This happens all the time.

Gauri just stands there avoiding eye contact. (Thinking) I just feel this connection. Usually I would not answer but here I do not want to get hurt.

O(changing the topic) You probably just took a wild guess. I will just sit in this annoying thing.

G(Annoyed): Your choice… Stop complaining and have a seat okay…

Om sits inside it and he looked very uncomfortable.

G: You can sit behind me. The offer is still there. I do not mind. Even Ritik sometimes sit behind me. That is how we do all the long trips. We take turns driving the bike.

O(Thinking): That means they also have those couple moments that movies and TV serials show. Why cannot I have the guts to sit with her like that? It is because I am a gentleman and he is not. Even if the girl is my wife, I will touch her with her permission. She is giving me permission but she has not considered me as her husband.

O: It is okay. I will just sit here.

Om sits in the small extension part of the bike.

Gauri starts the motorcycle and goes VROOMM!! VROOMM!!