*1*
"Di, where are you going at this time? You know aakash marriage rituals will start soon, you would be needed there" Arnav stopped anjali who was ready to step into the car.
"I know chote. One of my brother was getting married and I want to thank God. Moreover I need to pray for your betterment" She stated fondly.
"I know chote. One of my brother was getting married and I want to thank God. Moreover I need to pray for your betterment" She stated fondly.
Arnav whined "Di..I have everything whatelse I need"
"Not everything chote. Still few things are missing, I know you realize what I mean. Don't prolong it more than required else it'll slip like a sand. And there's no use of crying over after that" She said affectionately
And like she said arnav grasped what she meant. Who else better than them know about time. They seen the cruelty of life within few minutes when their parents died. Happy in their bubbling world they hadn't realized there was a storm coming on their way which will turn their lives upside down and the ever chirpy anjali would experience depression and the introvert boy who stepped on his teen will be pushed to be a man in few days more than earlier.
"Chotte...Come to earth" Anjali giggled guessing her brother's thought which was quite opposite of what she thought.
"Ok then, come I'll accompany you" Arnav said gently holding her arms.
Anjali smiled gratefully, who else get the world's best brother like him. For world he is ruthless, cold hearted business man but for her, her chotte who was still her first child, who hears each and every shit of her even if he dislike that thing the most, who love her even more than anyone did, who does each and every thing she orders. Still now she pestered him for various matters he did everything without fail, yeah he sulk sometimes.. likewise she wish a thing now which will bring happiness to his life.
All of sudden, she grimaced rubbing her head with her palms and whined "Don't know why this head is paining suddenly"
Arnav hands circled her shoulders without delay in panic "Di.. What happened? Wait let me call the doctor... First sit inside the car di.." ordering her in concern he made her sit in the passenger seat while she bit her tongue on her foolish plan. He may be shrwed in business but not in the matter of heart nor in the emotional front where he can't even predict his di's fake illness.
"No.." She shrieked in horror and then she changed her expression when he throws a weird gaze.
"Are you alright?" He frowned blinking.
"Haan..Yeah..It's just a normal headache. I'll be okay if I take rest but...." She trailed down pressing her head more to make him believe.
"Di..What is it? Come I'll drop you at room" He held her hands to help her. She halted him "Someone should complete the pooja, I arranged in the temple. It's important..Can... You?" She asked hopefully.
He thinned his lips not answering her.
"Please...For me..." She pouted trying to melt him.
He nods having no other chance to escape, after all his di asked something, how could he deny then?
Anjali smiled in glee forgetting her earlier headache which was not in the first place.
"Take Khushiji with you, she'll be helpful and She know these pooja stuffs..haan.." She said as she stepping down from the car.
"Ok, I'll pick her from her home. Happy now" He said rather irritatedly than ecstatic which she expected.
"It's getting late for pooja. I'll be fine, you go chotte.." She literally pushed him into the car closing the door.
"Don't forget to pick Khushiji" She shouted and sighed dejectedly seeing the speeding car 'When will you bring my bhabhi home chotte and Moreover when will you accept your feelings?'
While she's in her own land worrying for her chotte life, there on the other side on her room shyam smiled in victory.
"By now, ranisahiba would be travelling in that speeding car which will run towards its destination without a pause taking her to heaven. Tch..Tch...Poor ranisahiba... World's most pampered dumbest glass doll will breath her last minute in that luxurious car...Then she'll be out, Khushiji will be in... Whole property will be under my name and I'll throw all the raizada's in roads..Haha..It would be fun to see ASR begging in streets for food and his family shelter..Haha.." Shyam sneered at anjali's photo that was perfectly fixed on the centre of the wall, unaware of a pair of eyes.
***
"Khushi be ready, I'll be there in few minutes. I need your help" Arnav ordered her lovingly speeding towards her home.
"Why should I?" Khushi recovered from her shock deciding to tease him a bit. These days she doesn't know why she want to tease him and make him jealous. She loves that most, the look on his face whenever nk pester her Khushiji..Khushiji.. she'll die for that look which screams his care and much more than that and she shouldn't dare to decipher.
"For me.." He requested her huskily melting her.
Being drowning in his ever loving husky voice Khushi hmmed...
"Waahh...Seems like Sun rises from west today. Laadgovernor spoke calmly without yelling. Why my heart beat increases whenever I speak to him? Again acidity... Laadgovernor, even with his caring nature he makes me feel all those weird feelings" khushi murmured herself after ending the call.
Adjusting her duppatta she waited for him to pick her. An hour passed, there's no sign of him and his mobile is unreachable. Khushi starts to feel all scary thoughts which confuses her now and then.
'Where would he be? It's nearly going to be an hour'
'Don't panic khushi he must have changed his wheels to office else why would he take an hour to reach here with his not so slow driving'
'Hey devimaiyya, don't let anything happen to him'
'Where are you Arnavji? Why do you always hurt me with one or other way? You're having pleasure seeing me worried for you, haaina... Can't you drop a message if you're going to be late? You did same on that day and you're doing today also... I'll not leave you today..'
Her heart and mind reasoned and heart didn't accept mind reasoning started panicking. Unaware of cascading tears and constant calls from her family members she kept chanting and pestering her devimaiyya to not let anything happen with him.
"Khushi.." Payal shaked her trying to bring her back to sense, but nothing worked.
"What happened to her jiji? Do you remember she cried the same way when her parents died, I am afraid" Garima shared her worry with misted eyes to buaji.
"Haire nandhakishore what happened to her? Hey..Sankadevi..Sankadevi.." Buaji too shakes her vigorously trying to get her attention.
Payal eyes misted seeing their gestures didn't leave any impact on her.
"Khushi..." Everyone turned towards the source of the voice frowning and their frown turned into shock seeing Arnav at their door step that too with a bandage on his forehead. Before anyone could greet him and worry over him khushi flew like a wind and leaped on his chest with a crash making him astonished. Unlike earlier his arms wrapped around her petite body securing her and his palms travelled back and forth to soothe her anxiety.
Along with him the other three Gupta's stood with open mouth seeing the scene. From past fifteen minutes they are trying their best to bring her back to normal but the minute he called her name, she behaved as if she gained some power and energy.
"You always love to do this, haaina... You always love to worry me... You always love to make me cry... You always made your thoughts occupy my heart and brain... You always do something to trigger me... You always bring those acidity... You always make my heart go dhak dhak either by worry like today or by your presence or like that day on diwali or like that day on sangeeth or like that day when you challenged to k..." She gibbered oblivious to her own actions.
Arnav who heard her complains with a sweet smile got alerted when she said diwali night and even more frightened when she was going to blurt out their kiss challenge. Unlike her he was aware of the visitors, so he broke the hug abruptly causing her to halt her blabbering session temporarily.
"Khushi..." He called her in alarm when she was still lost in her thoughts. Thankfully whole family was brought back to earth by his call.
"Haan..." She blinked her eyes as if she was just woke up from her dream that she couldn't pinpoint what is happening.
Arnav sighed visibly while Gupta's reached him pushing back their doubts on khushi behaviour.
"What happened beta/babuwa?" Garima and buaji asked at same time earning an amused expression from him. Surely he got reminded of his di and nani, they both would react the same way as them.
Eventually, khushi got obvious of her surroundings and happenings though her panic still lays there. When her eyes landed on his bandaged forehead she marched forward pushing buaji and Garima aside.
"What happened to you? I know you must have probably hit the car into a tree or car. Who says you to drive fast? Can't you slow down your pace? What's the hurry?" She spoke without pause dragging him inside.
Making him sit on the sofa, she stood in front of him examining the wound. When everytime he lift his head to speak to her she kept pushing his face downwards according to her height and comfort to inspect his wound.
"Wahh, khushi gupta has talent of examining the wounds over the bandage" His mock did gain desire result. She left his head in hurt.
"You're having fun haaina.." A drop of tear left her eyes making its downwards.
Sensing her hurt filled voice he met her eyes directly and nodded no. He don't know how to console her when all he want was to do was the same. It seems as if words stuck on his throat when her expectant eyes landed on him.
"Brakes got failed, I somehow escaped with little wound" He found himself replying seeing her crying face.
"Did you visit the doctor?" She asked while his mouth was ready to throw another sneerful remark as his head was already bandaged that means he visited the doctor, but somehow he swallowed it.
He nodded while she flied into kitchen to get something for him. While he turned his gaze to the frozen Gupta's a chuckle escapes his mouth. He knows they're trying to believe what's happening before their eyes. He himself couldn't believe that khushi was behaving openly like this, they're always shown as tom and jerry before them, this sudden concern change was indeed a shock. And he found himself acting and accustomed to khushi's actions instead of throwing tantrums. Maybe the time has come to let his heart to rule his mind.
Coming back with the same speed she thrust a glass in his hands.
"Drink this" She herself guided his hand which had glass to his mouth.
All the time Arnav eyes never left hers. Concern, worry, fear, restlessness and love was clearly readable on her doe shaped eyes which he grasped correctly like always.
His mouth stretch into a wide smile when she wipe his sweat from his chin with her dupatta.
Arnav showed his other side of chin and khushi wiped there too in the same way. Payal dropped the phone in shock which was in her tight grip till now.
They seemed cared less, Arnav who a few seconds before aware of his surroundings become unaware drowning in his love's love filled concern.
"Payaliyaa I think I am hallucinating. Arnav beta and khushi are behaving like a couple" Garima whispered thinking her thoughts made herself hallucinating things. It would be wrong if she lie about them imagining as a couple thinking both sisters will marry into a same family, but seeing their behaviour she buried it on her heart.
"Amma..My eyes also showing the same" Payal whispered back.
Buaji eyes turned out like saucers.
'Can't you drive carefully?' Her eyes accused him wiping the unformed sweat on his cheek.
"What can I do when the brakes are failed?" He voiced out his reply making everyone frown obviously except khushi.
'Won't you check everything before starting the car Mr. Perfect' Her eyes retorted back wiping his juice coated lips.
"Every car was maintained perfectly, I don't know how it happened" He replied making buaji slump down in shock. She thought Arnav was speaking alone when khushi was standing before him silently not knowing their telepathy.
'Then don't held your head high stating you're writing your own destiny when you don't even realise the failed brake of your car' She scoffed checking his hands to find any wounds.
"Sorry"
Now other two Gupta's sat in shock hearing Arnav asking sorry.
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*2*
"Did I heard it right? Or my ears are ringing in the shock of seeing Arnavji's/Arnav beta's calm posture?" This was the thought running on the would-be bride mind and as same with two other elders.
They three stuck their index finger on their respective ears and rubbed them harshly in an attempt to clear their misconception. Still, the scene was the same. Khushi fingers rested comfortably on his left arm while he's looking at her without a blink.
Confirming they're not hallucinating by pinching themselves and hissed when it pained, they called them.
"Khushi..."
"Arnavji..."
"Arnav beta..."
"Hey Sankadevi..."
Every call went on deaf ears. Payal, Garima and buaji shared a knowing glance. They're not blind nor innocent to understand the looks Arnav and khushi share yet they couldn't digest it. They're always north and south. If khushi loves sweet he's allergic to it. If khushi loves chai, he loves black coffee which was blunt according to khushi. If khushi loves to eat on dhabba his preference was always high-end air-conditioned restaurants. If khushi loves desi he was sophisticated. If khushi loves to talk non stop, he's a complete introvert. If khushi loves simple things, his choices always carries an aura which screams his extravagant. If khushi prefers to walk to reach some destination, he prefers cars or maybe airplanes when khushi loves train. If khushi is aloud which attracts half of the population, his looks and richness appeal to everyone. If khushi loves to mingle with everyone he prefers aloof even better he'll escape from there. If khushi was upset she'll do few tonnes of jelabi while he screams at the person's face whoever dare to disturb him. If everyone love to befriend with her, they'll not dare to go near him. From the day khushi met him, all she did was to curse him, chide him, scold him, complain about him, challenged him, standing against his each and every thoughts and decision. And the top priority was own by khushi's friend devimaiyya while he'll never turn towards the direction of the temple. Could these big differences be overlooked? No... But they can't deny the fact that there was some wavelength passing between them. The scene happening before them was evident for that.
Is this called Opposite attracts? Are they both into each other? Can it be possible? Arnav and khushi can't be in the same line or Can they? Is that's why khushi always talk about him? She never talked about shyam like she do about Arnav even before they came to know his true colours. Was that mean she loved him from the start? Is this why she refused for marriage?...
As their thoughts were conversing over the scene unwrapping before them, the sole reason of their thoughts were busy in their own world where everything else was out of their head.
Khushi's eyes fixated on him without blinking, her fingers froze on his arm hearing his sorry.
Why is he saying sorry? For which reason his sorry is valid? For which insult she should consider this sorry? Should it be for his misbehaviour on that night when they meet for first time? Or Should it be for releasing her video on news channels? Or Should it be for sending her into that crumbling building? Or Should it be for every insult he hurls at her whenever chance was given? Or Should it be for making her wait today?
Even if he's sorry for every little thing he had inflicted on her, could she accept him? Could she forget her torn heart when he was the one who tore it? Could she overcome the insults without keeping it in the heart? Could she forget the horrible heartbreak she had faced on diwali night? Could she let her heartbeat and fly again without fearing for rejection? Can she risk her heart again despite knowing there were plentiful options out there for him to hurt her? The answer was a BIG NO... She is not ready to face another heartbreak and this time it would be more painful and manifolds a hundred times than earlier if it breaks again. She can't bear the ruthless ASR once again when she was experiencing a caring, doting Arnav. This time it would be mutual from two sides, she is not going to face another situation like diwali night. Determined on her thoughts she stepped back making Arnav frown on losing her contact.
Pulling her forward at the instant he took her palms and put it on his forehead.
Capturing his thoughts and wish she stubbornly took her hand back with straight face. His frown turned into anger when she refused to look into his eyes.
"Why are you withdrawing back dammit?" He yelled in low voice through his gritting teeth.
"Why did you come here? What help do you want?" She asked without meeting his eyes.
"That was not the answer for my question" He said keeping tab on his anger.
"Even what you said was not an answer to my question" She shrugged her shoulders while her insides are screaming for her stupidity. When everything was going fine what was the need to go back and make it as square one?
She waited for an outburst but that never came instead she has spun around and went crashed against his chest. She placed her palms on his sides to balance herself with her dilated eyes. She never thought he would do something like this in the hall. Gasps echoed on the hall.
Damn.. They're standing in the hall. Anyone can come in at any time. Wait, buaji, amma and jiji was standing here when he arrived isn't it... She thought racking her brain and it took no time for her to gasp when realisation dawns on her. Her hug, her banter, her pushing them away and behaved as if he only exists, everything came crystal clear on her brain. She squirmed on his arms.
"Leave me Arnavji.." She wriggled her arms against his torso.
When she turned around to notice her family he forcefully turn her chin towards him.
"What is rummaging in your pea-sized brain? All was going well dammit, why did you withdraw back now?" He yelled tightening his grip on her caring not to hurt her like earlier.
"Why did you say sorry to me? Whom am I that The great ASR is asking apology" She retorted back in irritation when he refused to leave her. It would be a lie if her question came out of her mouth was the result of irritation, she knows which button should be pushed. She is not the same naive girl who fought against her heart not knowing the name of the feeling she felt for him on the diwali night. It was not only the physical desire that made her submit herself to him when he was drawn towards her. Then she doesn't realise her love but now she does...
Her words instigated a fire on him. How dare this chit of girl to retort back? You're complaining as if you didn't love that quality of hers, his heart mocked him following his useless egoistic brain.
Yeah..So what? Is it a rule that she should always back answer me? Or just because I love that quality it was not needed for me to bend to her, his brain intervened not to let his heart win.
Then why the hell do you said sorry? His heart smiled in victory when his brain was searching for points to back answer.
Overpowered by his heart he took hold of her right palm from his torso and placed it against his thudding heart.
"Because you deserve it. For all..." He stopped too ashamed to admit his reckless behaviour.
Khushi's breath hitched in throat, her next set of saliva was left unswallowed in shock.
Not only her there're other occupants too. They turned as a mere spectator when they were left unacknowledged. Who thought they would see the ASR indirectly proposing to the person whom he claimed to hate from the start.
His eyes lowered in guilt automatically, while her palms shivered feeling his heart galloping against his rib cage like hers as if they're in some competition.
It syncs with me...
The thought made her smile amidst of her astonishment.
'Still he doesn't said the three words' The voice was heard distant in her brain.
"Bhai.." Everyone spell broke down when they heard the panic filled voice.
When they darted their eyes to the source of the voice all they saw was a profusely sweating aakash, with moist eyes, shivering hands and a half broken specs on his eyes. His watch was dangling for its life. His shirt and pants were covered with dust. His hairs were ruffled here and there clearly showing he ruffled it in worry. His face screams restlessness, worry, anxiety, pain, hurt and fear.
They three stuck their index finger on their respective ears and rubbed them harshly in an attempt to clear their misconception. Still, the scene was the same. Khushi fingers rested comfortably on his left arm while he's looking at her without a blink.
Confirming they're not hallucinating by pinching themselves and hissed when it pained, they called them.
"Khushi..."
"Arnavji..."
"Arnav beta..."
"Hey Sankadevi..."
Every call went on deaf ears. Payal, Garima and buaji shared a knowing glance. They're not blind nor innocent to understand the looks Arnav and khushi share yet they couldn't digest it. They're always north and south. If khushi loves sweet he's allergic to it. If khushi loves chai, he loves black coffee which was blunt according to khushi. If khushi loves to eat on dhabba his preference was always high-end air-conditioned restaurants. If khushi loves desi he was sophisticated. If khushi loves to talk non stop, he's a complete introvert. If khushi loves simple things, his choices always carries an aura which screams his extravagant. If khushi prefers to walk to reach some destination, he prefers cars or maybe airplanes when khushi loves train. If khushi is aloud which attracts half of the population, his looks and richness appeal to everyone. If khushi loves to mingle with everyone he prefers aloof even better he'll escape from there. If khushi was upset she'll do few tonnes of jelabi while he screams at the person's face whoever dare to disturb him. If everyone love to befriend with her, they'll not dare to go near him. From the day khushi met him, all she did was to curse him, chide him, scold him, complain about him, challenged him, standing against his each and every thoughts and decision. And the top priority was own by khushi's friend devimaiyya while he'll never turn towards the direction of the temple. Could these big differences be overlooked? No... But they can't deny the fact that there was some wavelength passing between them. The scene happening before them was evident for that.
Is this called Opposite attracts? Are they both into each other? Can it be possible? Arnav and khushi can't be in the same line or Can they? Is that's why khushi always talk about him? She never talked about shyam like she do about Arnav even before they came to know his true colours. Was that mean she loved him from the start? Is this why she refused for marriage?...
As their thoughts were conversing over the scene unwrapping before them, the sole reason of their thoughts were busy in their own world where everything else was out of their head.
Khushi's eyes fixated on him without blinking, her fingers froze on his arm hearing his sorry.
Why is he saying sorry? For which reason his sorry is valid? For which insult she should consider this sorry? Should it be for his misbehaviour on that night when they meet for first time? Or Should it be for releasing her video on news channels? Or Should it be for sending her into that crumbling building? Or Should it be for every insult he hurls at her whenever chance was given? Or Should it be for making her wait today?
Even if he's sorry for every little thing he had inflicted on her, could she accept him? Could she forget her torn heart when he was the one who tore it? Could she overcome the insults without keeping it in the heart? Could she forget the horrible heartbreak she had faced on diwali night? Could she let her heartbeat and fly again without fearing for rejection? Can she risk her heart again despite knowing there were plentiful options out there for him to hurt her? The answer was a BIG NO... She is not ready to face another heartbreak and this time it would be more painful and manifolds a hundred times than earlier if it breaks again. She can't bear the ruthless ASR once again when she was experiencing a caring, doting Arnav. This time it would be mutual from two sides, she is not going to face another situation like diwali night. Determined on her thoughts she stepped back making Arnav frown on losing her contact.
Pulling her forward at the instant he took her palms and put it on his forehead.
Capturing his thoughts and wish she stubbornly took her hand back with straight face. His frown turned into anger when she refused to look into his eyes.
"Why are you withdrawing back dammit?" He yelled in low voice through his gritting teeth.
"Why did you come here? What help do you want?" She asked without meeting his eyes.
"That was not the answer for my question" He said keeping tab on his anger.
"Even what you said was not an answer to my question" She shrugged her shoulders while her insides are screaming for her stupidity. When everything was going fine what was the need to go back and make it as square one?
She waited for an outburst but that never came instead she has spun around and went crashed against his chest. She placed her palms on his sides to balance herself with her dilated eyes. She never thought he would do something like this in the hall. Gasps echoed on the hall.
Damn.. They're standing in the hall. Anyone can come in at any time. Wait, buaji, amma and jiji was standing here when he arrived isn't it... She thought racking her brain and it took no time for her to gasp when realisation dawns on her. Her hug, her banter, her pushing them away and behaved as if he only exists, everything came crystal clear on her brain. She squirmed on his arms.
"Leave me Arnavji.." She wriggled her arms against his torso.
When she turned around to notice her family he forcefully turn her chin towards him.
"What is rummaging in your pea-sized brain? All was going well dammit, why did you withdraw back now?" He yelled tightening his grip on her caring not to hurt her like earlier.
"Why did you say sorry to me? Whom am I that The great ASR is asking apology" She retorted back in irritation when he refused to leave her. It would be a lie if her question came out of her mouth was the result of irritation, she knows which button should be pushed. She is not the same naive girl who fought against her heart not knowing the name of the feeling she felt for him on the diwali night. It was not only the physical desire that made her submit herself to him when he was drawn towards her. Then she doesn't realise her love but now she does...
Her words instigated a fire on him. How dare this chit of girl to retort back? You're complaining as if you didn't love that quality of hers, his heart mocked him following his useless egoistic brain.
Yeah..So what? Is it a rule that she should always back answer me? Or just because I love that quality it was not needed for me to bend to her, his brain intervened not to let his heart win.
Then why the hell do you said sorry? His heart smiled in victory when his brain was searching for points to back answer.
Overpowered by his heart he took hold of her right palm from his torso and placed it against his thudding heart.
"Because you deserve it. For all..." He stopped too ashamed to admit his reckless behaviour.
Khushi's breath hitched in throat, her next set of saliva was left unswallowed in shock.
Not only her there're other occupants too. They turned as a mere spectator when they were left unacknowledged. Who thought they would see the ASR indirectly proposing to the person whom he claimed to hate from the start.
His eyes lowered in guilt automatically, while her palms shivered feeling his heart galloping against his rib cage like hers as if they're in some competition.
It syncs with me...
The thought made her smile amidst of her astonishment.
'Still he doesn't said the three words' The voice was heard distant in her brain.
"Bhai.." Everyone spell broke down when they heard the panic filled voice.
When they darted their eyes to the source of the voice all they saw was a profusely sweating aakash, with moist eyes, shivering hands and a half broken specs on his eyes. His watch was dangling for its life. His shirt and pants were covered with dust. His hairs were ruffled here and there clearly showing he ruffled it in worry. His face screams restlessness, worry, anxiety, pain, hurt and fear.
*3*
"Not bad ranisahiba...I thought you are one of the dumpest women in the world. But now I can't help but salute your foolishness which is now going to make me a millionaire without much effort. I thought to kill you inturn earning a sympathy from your family along with the money when they're mourning over your loss. But see my luck, you sent your brother in that car... Haha... Haha... This thought never crossed my mind ranisahiba.. Trust me... You did a brilliant job... If the pillar of Raizada mansion fell down then there's no one can help you all out from the darkness called Shyam Manohar Jhaaa... haha... After your chotte death you'll be devastated haainaa... But I'll pull you out of the devastated state and send you to your brother ranisahiba... No one can threaten me after that not even khushiji, she have to come to me. She need to come to me..." Shyam spoke insanely caressing Anjali photo with his fingers.
Shock would be an understatement for him when Anjali came and stand before him all fit and fine. Like hell, she described how her head aches and so that for same reason she didn't go to temple. He wished to smash her head with something heavy which will take her life forever. Gradually his tension cooled down when she proceeded to tell how she send Arnav instead. After that he heard nothing, surely not the part where she said about the brewing love between her chotte and khushiji. His brain was busy dancing over the victory he hadn't expected and planned.
"Aakash..." Arnav's dubious voice made aakash flung himself into arnav arms. Khushi and gupta family gasped in shock seeing aakash broken form.
"Bhai..." Aakash cried almost covering arnav with his frame. Payal marched forward to place her hand on aakash shoulder. Seeing him crying like a kid, her eyes also got moist.
"Aakash what happened? Aakash look here..Akash you.." Arnav frowned seeing his weird behaviour.
"I thought I lost you bhai...Thank god, you are fit and fine. I can't imagine... a life without you..I was scared...Scared from the minute di said about you going by that car. I..." Aakash stammered as his throat was choked with the intensity of his fear.
"Aakash... What are you saying? How do you know about the accident? I didn't informed it to anyone. And... Only brakes are failed accidentally, how do you know about it?" Eventhough he is shocked and confused by aakash words his ASR brain never failed to calculate the situation.
Aakash broke the hug in satisfaction of seeing his brother all fine except a little scratch or wound on his forehead.
"Brakes are not failed accidentally" He stated shocking every occupants of the house.
"What?" Khushi gaped in shock hearing someone purposely trying to murder Arnav. Her arms automatically found its place on Arnav left arm wounding around it as if to keep himself tying to herself in the attempt of keeping him safe. She can't imagine something happening to Arnav.
Arnav's frown turned into horror imagining Anjali in the place of his if hadn't anjali was not affected by her head ache.
A sudden fury passed on his veins. He wished to strangle the person neck the moment, whoever tried to harm his family. And more rage was diverted to the security guards of Raizada mansion. He wasn't paying them for nothing.
Stuffing his right hand on his trousers he took his mobile only to call and command his Friday man.
"Increase the security on Raizada mansion and our main office. Replace the entire security team" Firing orders to Aman, Arnav never heard what Aakash was saying to Payal.
"Payalji, we're betrayed... Betrayed by whom we thought as a good and genuine person" Aakash said with a cry when she asked him the reason for his state.
"Aakash ji... How? Who?" Payal stuttered as the thought of Shyam crossed her mind. He was the only one who was not at all a genuine person in Raizada mansion.
"Is he Shyam ji?" Khushi interrupted and asked in fury without hesitation.
Aakash looked at her shocked and Garima and buaji also in the same state. They never thought he would go to a extent of killing someone. They thought him to be a traitorous and disloyal husband but he was much more than that...
Arnav who was firing orders in the phone answered few other details for Aman and engrossed in it to hear the commotion around him. All his brain was circling around the safety of his family members, being in business world that too in the top positions he earned himself few rivals. His mind was preoccupied on that only.
"Khushiji..How do you know?" Aakash asked finding his voice. He connected the dots of Khushi's fiancee name and remembered Shyam words about getting Khushi for himself if Anjali was out. So khushiji knows...His brain alarmed.
His question would be answered only if she waited. She stormed outside without waiting for another second. All she cared was Arnav's health, Arnav's life, Arnav's safety...
"Enough is enough everything should be stopped. How dare he? Just because I shut my mouth he dare to kill my arnavji. He doesn't deserve second chance. He doesn't deserve Anjaliji's love. He doesn't deserve arnavji's respect. He doesn't deserve our silence. He has no right to kill the pillar of Raizada mansion and mine. Henceforth I will never let my belongings to slip out of my hand like earlier. Enough of losing my loved one's. Enough of devimaaiyaa's game to destroy my happiness. Enough of my sacrifice..." She muttered all the way while being seated on the back seat of auto rickshaw.
"What the hell? Where is she running like this? Can't you all stop her dammit?" Arnav's roar only bring them back from their shocked form.
"Arey payaliya today is your marriage. Why is this happening to us again? Where is this sankadevi went? Hairee nandhakishore.. Won't you show some mercy on us? Won't my payaliya deserve happiness? Someone call and search Khushi" Buaji slumped on her seat in the result of increased blood pressure.
Payal leaped outside in the hope of finding Khushi in the street. But Arnav stopped her "Payal be here. I'll look out for her. Don't forget you are bride. Get ready, wedding will happen without any problem. It's Arnav Singh Raizada promise. Khushi will be safe with me" Assuring them seeing the slouched form of Garima and buaji, he didn't forget, he being the reason for stopped marriage of Payal.
Turning Aakash side he eyed him to follow him and extended his hands for car keys as his car was crashed against a tree at the next street. Nodding he handed him the keys and his shivering hands is not helping him to drive either as the matter of fact.
"Khushi must be in Raizada mansion. Seeing her speed probably she's going to disclose the truth. Please take care of her, if truth is out I don't know how will family members react. I will accompany you akashji... I can't keep silent knowing my Khushi is entering into danger. Shyamji is no less than a chameleon... Please..." Payal pleaded
guessing Khushi actions.
Aakash denied outrageously "Please be here like bhai said. I am there na. I'll manage"
Aakash stormed outside when arnav yelled calling his name. Jumping on passenger seat he called Khushi from his mobile.
"Dammit... she's not taking the calls. Bhai drive fast to our home. She must be there" Ordered an desperate Aakash.
Arnav would be amused if he was in the position of reacting to his words. He's seeing himself in aakash behaviour.
"How do you about Khushi whereabouts? Did she informed it before leaving, but it doesn't look like so? Why will she go to our home? You are saying something about the accident being not accident? What are you hiding aakash?" Arnav questioned coming out of his thoughts and pressed the accelerator hard.
"I am not hiding anything. I'll reveal everything but before that we should stop and protect khushiji. It is not safe for her to go there seeing the mood she was in. Please go fast bhai..." Aakash replied in no-nonsense tone brewing a stream of doubts in Arnav mind.
'What's the harm in Raizada mansion that Aakash is so desperate to stop Khushi from entering? Why the hell is she going to Raizada mansion at this time when we're speaking about my accident? Dammit!!! What harm is he talking about? How the hell did he know she's going there? If brakes got tampered purposely then where did it happened, is it happened outside RM or inside. There is no way it may happened outside the premises as the car was stopped inside the gates. Then who's inside the mansion. Is this the reason why Aakash is determined to stop Khushi? If yes then Aakash knows the person or he has some clue. Dammit!!! Something is happening under my nose and I was unaware of that" Lots of doubts messed up his brain.
Halting his car abruptly both Raizada brothers jumped from their seat only to see an furious Khushi entering into the mansion.
Before Arnav could call her Aakash ran towards her and yanked her to his side.
"Leave me... Who the hell is this?" She shouted not noticing aakash face.
"Khushiji stop. Calm down..." He calmed her wondering why is she overreacting more than him? It should be him to trash that leech for trying to destroy his family. Yeah, Khushi is selfless who care for everyone but the posture she potray now seems more dangerous which he never seen before. He want to confide what he heard to Arnav only after that he planned his move but never expected Khushi to enter into the scene.
Arnav was more confused seeing an furious Khushi and an exact opposite Aakash. What the hell is happening man? What is he missing? What are they hiding?
Shock would be an understatement for him when Anjali came and stand before him all fit and fine. Like hell, she described how her head aches and so that for same reason she didn't go to temple. He wished to smash her head with something heavy which will take her life forever. Gradually his tension cooled down when she proceeded to tell how she send Arnav instead. After that he heard nothing, surely not the part where she said about the brewing love between her chotte and khushiji. His brain was busy dancing over the victory he hadn't expected and planned.
"Aakash..." Arnav's dubious voice made aakash flung himself into arnav arms. Khushi and gupta family gasped in shock seeing aakash broken form.
"Bhai..." Aakash cried almost covering arnav with his frame. Payal marched forward to place her hand on aakash shoulder. Seeing him crying like a kid, her eyes also got moist.
"Aakash what happened? Aakash look here..Akash you.." Arnav frowned seeing his weird behaviour.
"I thought I lost you bhai...Thank god, you are fit and fine. I can't imagine... a life without you..I was scared...Scared from the minute di said about you going by that car. I..." Aakash stammered as his throat was choked with the intensity of his fear.
"Aakash... What are you saying? How do you know about the accident? I didn't informed it to anyone. And... Only brakes are failed accidentally, how do you know about it?" Eventhough he is shocked and confused by aakash words his ASR brain never failed to calculate the situation.
Aakash broke the hug in satisfaction of seeing his brother all fine except a little scratch or wound on his forehead.
"Brakes are not failed accidentally" He stated shocking every occupants of the house.
"What?" Khushi gaped in shock hearing someone purposely trying to murder Arnav. Her arms automatically found its place on Arnav left arm wounding around it as if to keep himself tying to herself in the attempt of keeping him safe. She can't imagine something happening to Arnav.
Arnav's frown turned into horror imagining Anjali in the place of his if hadn't anjali was not affected by her head ache.
A sudden fury passed on his veins. He wished to strangle the person neck the moment, whoever tried to harm his family. And more rage was diverted to the security guards of Raizada mansion. He wasn't paying them for nothing.
Stuffing his right hand on his trousers he took his mobile only to call and command his Friday man.
"Increase the security on Raizada mansion and our main office. Replace the entire security team" Firing orders to Aman, Arnav never heard what Aakash was saying to Payal.
"Payalji, we're betrayed... Betrayed by whom we thought as a good and genuine person" Aakash said with a cry when she asked him the reason for his state.
"Aakash ji... How? Who?" Payal stuttered as the thought of Shyam crossed her mind. He was the only one who was not at all a genuine person in Raizada mansion.
"Is he Shyam ji?" Khushi interrupted and asked in fury without hesitation.
Aakash looked at her shocked and Garima and buaji also in the same state. They never thought he would go to a extent of killing someone. They thought him to be a traitorous and disloyal husband but he was much more than that...
Arnav who was firing orders in the phone answered few other details for Aman and engrossed in it to hear the commotion around him. All his brain was circling around the safety of his family members, being in business world that too in the top positions he earned himself few rivals. His mind was preoccupied on that only.
"Khushiji..How do you know?" Aakash asked finding his voice. He connected the dots of Khushi's fiancee name and remembered Shyam words about getting Khushi for himself if Anjali was out. So khushiji knows...His brain alarmed.
His question would be answered only if she waited. She stormed outside without waiting for another second. All she cared was Arnav's health, Arnav's life, Arnav's safety...
"Enough is enough everything should be stopped. How dare he? Just because I shut my mouth he dare to kill my arnavji. He doesn't deserve second chance. He doesn't deserve Anjaliji's love. He doesn't deserve arnavji's respect. He doesn't deserve our silence. He has no right to kill the pillar of Raizada mansion and mine. Henceforth I will never let my belongings to slip out of my hand like earlier. Enough of losing my loved one's. Enough of devimaaiyaa's game to destroy my happiness. Enough of my sacrifice..." She muttered all the way while being seated on the back seat of auto rickshaw.
"What the hell? Where is she running like this? Can't you all stop her dammit?" Arnav's roar only bring them back from their shocked form.
"Arey payaliya today is your marriage. Why is this happening to us again? Where is this sankadevi went? Hairee nandhakishore.. Won't you show some mercy on us? Won't my payaliya deserve happiness? Someone call and search Khushi" Buaji slumped on her seat in the result of increased blood pressure.
Payal leaped outside in the hope of finding Khushi in the street. But Arnav stopped her "Payal be here. I'll look out for her. Don't forget you are bride. Get ready, wedding will happen without any problem. It's Arnav Singh Raizada promise. Khushi will be safe with me" Assuring them seeing the slouched form of Garima and buaji, he didn't forget, he being the reason for stopped marriage of Payal.
Turning Aakash side he eyed him to follow him and extended his hands for car keys as his car was crashed against a tree at the next street. Nodding he handed him the keys and his shivering hands is not helping him to drive either as the matter of fact.
"Khushi must be in Raizada mansion. Seeing her speed probably she's going to disclose the truth. Please take care of her, if truth is out I don't know how will family members react. I will accompany you akashji... I can't keep silent knowing my Khushi is entering into danger. Shyamji is no less than a chameleon... Please..." Payal pleaded
guessing Khushi actions.
Aakash denied outrageously "Please be here like bhai said. I am there na. I'll manage"
Aakash stormed outside when arnav yelled calling his name. Jumping on passenger seat he called Khushi from his mobile.
"Dammit... she's not taking the calls. Bhai drive fast to our home. She must be there" Ordered an desperate Aakash.
Arnav would be amused if he was in the position of reacting to his words. He's seeing himself in aakash behaviour.
"How do you about Khushi whereabouts? Did she informed it before leaving, but it doesn't look like so? Why will she go to our home? You are saying something about the accident being not accident? What are you hiding aakash?" Arnav questioned coming out of his thoughts and pressed the accelerator hard.
"I am not hiding anything. I'll reveal everything but before that we should stop and protect khushiji. It is not safe for her to go there seeing the mood she was in. Please go fast bhai..." Aakash replied in no-nonsense tone brewing a stream of doubts in Arnav mind.
'What's the harm in Raizada mansion that Aakash is so desperate to stop Khushi from entering? Why the hell is she going to Raizada mansion at this time when we're speaking about my accident? Dammit!!! What harm is he talking about? How the hell did he know she's going there? If brakes got tampered purposely then where did it happened, is it happened outside RM or inside. There is no way it may happened outside the premises as the car was stopped inside the gates. Then who's inside the mansion. Is this the reason why Aakash is determined to stop Khushi? If yes then Aakash knows the person or he has some clue. Dammit!!! Something is happening under my nose and I was unaware of that" Lots of doubts messed up his brain.
Halting his car abruptly both Raizada brothers jumped from their seat only to see an furious Khushi entering into the mansion.
Before Arnav could call her Aakash ran towards her and yanked her to his side.
"Leave me... Who the hell is this?" She shouted not noticing aakash face.
"Khushiji stop. Calm down..." He calmed her wondering why is she overreacting more than him? It should be him to trash that leech for trying to destroy his family. Yeah, Khushi is selfless who care for everyone but the posture she potray now seems more dangerous which he never seen before. He want to confide what he heard to Arnav only after that he planned his move but never expected Khushi to enter into the scene.
Arnav was more confused seeing an furious Khushi and an exact opposite Aakash. What the hell is happening man? What is he missing? What are they hiding?
*4*
When Arnav took few steps to reach them, he was stopped by an middle aged man voice who keeps shouting from outside the gate.
Cursing that man he called the watchman and told him to solve the issue.
Meanwhile, Khushi forcefully pulled her arms back from Aakash hold.
"Leave me Jijaji. How dare he? Don't stop me today" Yelling with dangerous glint she turned her heels to the entrance of shantivan.
Aakash stood gaped at her new turned raged Avatar which he never knows. Snapping out of his thoughts by the yell on outside Aakash looked at Khushi direction only to face palm himself when she's crossing the distance between the courtyard and the living room entrance with long strides.
Aakash eyes quickly searched for Arnav before running behind Khushi. Lest, he'll let her land herself on a problem without planning anything. If Shyam was wicked enough to plan a murder with lot of thinking then there was high chance of him to turn the situation and put blame on anyone to escape.
"Khushiji stop. Hear me once... Khushiji..." He yelled uncaring of his torn shoes which makes him stumble a little on the way.
The watchman came running towards Arnav stopping him from moving away.
"Sir, he is autodriver who dropped khushiji here and asking his money as khushiji ran inside as soon as she stepped out of the auto" He said politely.
With irritation Arnav took his wallet and thrusted a five hundred rupees note in his hand before taking two steps at a time in order to reach his Khushi soon.
"Khushiji..."
"He dare to live here silently making plans to destroy my closed one's life. I'll never leave him. It's my fault of keeping this truth away from the family. Hereafter I am not going to repeat the same mistake, not after he decided to kill my arnavji..." She blabbered all the way ignoring Aakash calls.
"Khu...sh...ji.." Aakash stuttered trailing down seeing Nk stopping the literally bouncing khushi.
"Khushi..." Before Nk could calm her down Arnav swiftly dragged her to his room.
Khushi took few minutes to comprehend what's happening around her when Arnav keeps pulling her without halting until they reached his room.
Leaving her with a jerk in the middle of the room Arnav turned to close the door. Before he could completely close it Aakash pushed it entering into the room like a wind shoving Arnav away making him gape at his action.
"What the aakash!"
"Thank god, khushiji you didn't confronted him. I was scared..." Aakash sighed holding Khushi palms. Khushi looked at him irriatedly clenching her teeth. Her body shuddered showing the intensity of the anger she's carrying.
"What the hell is happening? Will you both spill the truth now?" Arnav roared seeing them engrossed in a conversation without actually letting him know the problem.
Unclenching her teeth Khushi ran towards him in anxious. Taking his palms in hers "Arnavji... I can't sit quiet after knowing he's trying to kill you. How can he? I... I just can't take it if something happens to you. Hadn't I lost enough? My... parents, my... elder brother, my... identity, everything... which mine was mercilessly snatched away from me... see even now... he's trying to snatch you away from me... I'll not let... him.. succeed... I'll not be able... to live... if... it happens..." She choked the words vehemently and her eyes were pooled with tears uncaring of his shushing her. Her brain failed to capture the assuring words of his. Arnav life was in danger due to Shyam, this was the only thought playing on her mind again and again like a tampered recorder.
"Khushi... Just calm down... See I am all fine standing before you... Khushi" Arnav consoled cupping her cheeks. He was more confused by her statements than her hysterical state.
"Nahi..." She shaked her head vigorously "You don't know anything, leave me.. I'll kill him... If I let him now, then he'll again try to harm you.. don't stop me..." Her pooled eyes drastically got filled with spitting fire by the mere thought of Shyam and swiftly she shoved Arnav hands away strolling towards the closed door. Arnav and Aakash stood open mouthed seeing her behaving like a possessed women. Only Arnav knows, she is possessed by Love!
The minute door got opened, her eyes awfully lost its charm.
"Khushiji you here. When did you arrived? I came here seeing aakash" Anjali exclaimed standing at the entrance of the room along with her vicious husband.
"Haan khushiji... Today is your only sister's wedding, shouldn't you spend your time with your sister. Tomorrow you'll not be with her to see her" Shyam stated in hostile. He's not getting good vibes on her spending time at Raizada mansion.
"You don't need to worry about that Jijaji..." Khushi didn't fail to show her coldness through her words giving extra pressure to Jijaji. Anjali frowned at her tone.
"Jijaji why are you here?" Aakash jumped interrupting in anger as he caught Shyam staring at khushi with desire filled eyes.
Anjali's attention now caught her brothers and she shrieked in horror. Limping on her way she caught hold of her brothers arms.
Demanding answers from them she went hysterical when they kept mum "Chotte, Aakash what happened to you both? Hey Bhagwan, what is this? Speak something will you?"
Arnav held her palms pressing it calming her "Di, please. It's nothing big. I rode carelessly while speaking on the phone and got hit myself against a tree"
"Oh god, chotte you got a big bandaid on your forehead and you're saying it was small. And Aakash what about you? You're in home right?" She asked in worry. Her hands caressed their foreheads when they both made her sit on the bed and made their place on her either side by settling themselves on their knees.
"Get up you both. Sit here" She made them sit beside her amidst of her worry. Khushi gritted her teeth seeing shyam glaring at arnav. Roaming her eyes magnificently she smiled in glee when her brain came with something.
"Aakash you didn't answer me yet" Anjali questioned moving aside his forehead hairs.
"Woah..." Aakash stuttered not getting a lie to manage the situation.
Seeing Aakash struggle to cover up the situation Arnav intervened answering her query "I called him when I was in hospital di. In between his ride he saw the damaged car and got worried"
"Pchh... Wash your face Aakash. You're nowhere looking like a groom. Payal family will be here by any minute and already guests started arriving. Don't you want to impress your payalji..." Anjali said mischievously.
Aakash shied lowering his head and soon it got faded realising the mess they're in.
"Di why don't you get ready. I'll dress up Aakash, don't worry. Won't groom's sister presence is important. Jijaji why are you silent, say to di naa.." Arnav said cautiously as he's dieing to know who is doing all this? And who's the vicious person in RM that Aakash fears to let Khushi inside the mansion. Shyam startled and nodded when Arnav bored his eyes on him waiting for his reaction.
Anjali agreed half heartedly though her mind was not ready to leave them alone.
"I am here na di, don't worry. I'll make Jijaji to look out of the world, that jiji is going to float in air forgetting everyone" Khushi cheered her seeing Anjali reluctance.
"It must be the way around" Arnav murmured in retort.
Khushi throws a annoyed stare and he zipped his lips not wanting to annoy her in this state.
Anjali nodded and caressed Arnav and Aakash cheeks before getting up.
Khushi eyed Shyam from the corner of her eyes and the moment he step forward to hold Anjali, Khushi smiled wickedly pushing Aakash leg on his way.
Not only Aakash was stupified, but Arnav eyes also captured this unexpected act of hers and Shyam was caught off guard almost kissing Arnav feet.
"Ahhh..." Shyam howled in pain soothing Khushi's fury temporarily.
"Hey Bhagwan, shyamji..." It's again Anjali time to screech.
Arnav jumped in horror from his place seeing shyam face almost touching his shoes. Without wasting a minute Arnav bend down helping him to stand. Shyam scowled in shame and quickly he changed his expression when Arnav helped him.
Shyam stood massaging his hip and nose time to time as it was paining badly because of the bad floor. Anjali held his hands with a stream of tears wetting her eyes threatening to spill out.
Aakash and Khushi stood enjoyed seeing his state while Anjali and arnav kept hovering around Shyam asking about his health.
"Jijaji come I'll drop you to your room. Di, it's just must be a little sprain" Arnav held his arms and assuring Anjali simultaneously.
Khushi got angered by this "Arnavji, it's getting late for marriage. You have to get ready and make Aakash jijaji ready too. Shyam Jijaji has no big wounds, he'll know his way to his room haainaa Jijaji?..." She asked sweetly through clenching teeth.
Unaware of the meaning Shyam got bowled by her smile and agreed instantly.
"Haan, salesahib don't worry" Sneeking a sly smile at Khushi he made his way outside.
As soon as they got out of their eyes Arnav pulled Khushi by her arms.
"Will you tell me what the hell is happening in this house?" He roared in annoyance.
"If I tell you will you trust me?" She asked calmly with lot of hope on her eyes.
Cursing that man he called the watchman and told him to solve the issue.
Meanwhile, Khushi forcefully pulled her arms back from Aakash hold.
"Leave me Jijaji. How dare he? Don't stop me today" Yelling with dangerous glint she turned her heels to the entrance of shantivan.
Aakash stood gaped at her new turned raged Avatar which he never knows. Snapping out of his thoughts by the yell on outside Aakash looked at Khushi direction only to face palm himself when she's crossing the distance between the courtyard and the living room entrance with long strides.
Aakash eyes quickly searched for Arnav before running behind Khushi. Lest, he'll let her land herself on a problem without planning anything. If Shyam was wicked enough to plan a murder with lot of thinking then there was high chance of him to turn the situation and put blame on anyone to escape.
"Khushiji stop. Hear me once... Khushiji..." He yelled uncaring of his torn shoes which makes him stumble a little on the way.
The watchman came running towards Arnav stopping him from moving away.
"Sir, he is autodriver who dropped khushiji here and asking his money as khushiji ran inside as soon as she stepped out of the auto" He said politely.
With irritation Arnav took his wallet and thrusted a five hundred rupees note in his hand before taking two steps at a time in order to reach his Khushi soon.
"Khushiji..."
"He dare to live here silently making plans to destroy my closed one's life. I'll never leave him. It's my fault of keeping this truth away from the family. Hereafter I am not going to repeat the same mistake, not after he decided to kill my arnavji..." She blabbered all the way ignoring Aakash calls.
"Khu...sh...ji.." Aakash stuttered trailing down seeing Nk stopping the literally bouncing khushi.
"Khushi..." Before Nk could calm her down Arnav swiftly dragged her to his room.
Khushi took few minutes to comprehend what's happening around her when Arnav keeps pulling her without halting until they reached his room.
Leaving her with a jerk in the middle of the room Arnav turned to close the door. Before he could completely close it Aakash pushed it entering into the room like a wind shoving Arnav away making him gape at his action.
"What the aakash!"
"Thank god, khushiji you didn't confronted him. I was scared..." Aakash sighed holding Khushi palms. Khushi looked at him irriatedly clenching her teeth. Her body shuddered showing the intensity of the anger she's carrying.
"What the hell is happening? Will you both spill the truth now?" Arnav roared seeing them engrossed in a conversation without actually letting him know the problem.
Unclenching her teeth Khushi ran towards him in anxious. Taking his palms in hers "Arnavji... I can't sit quiet after knowing he's trying to kill you. How can he? I... I just can't take it if something happens to you. Hadn't I lost enough? My... parents, my... elder brother, my... identity, everything... which mine was mercilessly snatched away from me... see even now... he's trying to snatch you away from me... I'll not let... him.. succeed... I'll not be able... to live... if... it happens..." She choked the words vehemently and her eyes were pooled with tears uncaring of his shushing her. Her brain failed to capture the assuring words of his. Arnav life was in danger due to Shyam, this was the only thought playing on her mind again and again like a tampered recorder.
"Khushi... Just calm down... See I am all fine standing before you... Khushi" Arnav consoled cupping her cheeks. He was more confused by her statements than her hysterical state.
"Nahi..." She shaked her head vigorously "You don't know anything, leave me.. I'll kill him... If I let him now, then he'll again try to harm you.. don't stop me..." Her pooled eyes drastically got filled with spitting fire by the mere thought of Shyam and swiftly she shoved Arnav hands away strolling towards the closed door. Arnav and Aakash stood open mouthed seeing her behaving like a possessed women. Only Arnav knows, she is possessed by Love!
The minute door got opened, her eyes awfully lost its charm.
"Khushiji you here. When did you arrived? I came here seeing aakash" Anjali exclaimed standing at the entrance of the room along with her vicious husband.
"Haan khushiji... Today is your only sister's wedding, shouldn't you spend your time with your sister. Tomorrow you'll not be with her to see her" Shyam stated in hostile. He's not getting good vibes on her spending time at Raizada mansion.
"You don't need to worry about that Jijaji..." Khushi didn't fail to show her coldness through her words giving extra pressure to Jijaji. Anjali frowned at her tone.
"Jijaji why are you here?" Aakash jumped interrupting in anger as he caught Shyam staring at khushi with desire filled eyes.
Anjali's attention now caught her brothers and she shrieked in horror. Limping on her way she caught hold of her brothers arms.
Demanding answers from them she went hysterical when they kept mum "Chotte, Aakash what happened to you both? Hey Bhagwan, what is this? Speak something will you?"
Arnav held her palms pressing it calming her "Di, please. It's nothing big. I rode carelessly while speaking on the phone and got hit myself against a tree"
"Oh god, chotte you got a big bandaid on your forehead and you're saying it was small. And Aakash what about you? You're in home right?" She asked in worry. Her hands caressed their foreheads when they both made her sit on the bed and made their place on her either side by settling themselves on their knees.
"Get up you both. Sit here" She made them sit beside her amidst of her worry. Khushi gritted her teeth seeing shyam glaring at arnav. Roaming her eyes magnificently she smiled in glee when her brain came with something.
"Aakash you didn't answer me yet" Anjali questioned moving aside his forehead hairs.
"Woah..." Aakash stuttered not getting a lie to manage the situation.
Seeing Aakash struggle to cover up the situation Arnav intervened answering her query "I called him when I was in hospital di. In between his ride he saw the damaged car and got worried"
"Pchh... Wash your face Aakash. You're nowhere looking like a groom. Payal family will be here by any minute and already guests started arriving. Don't you want to impress your payalji..." Anjali said mischievously.
Aakash shied lowering his head and soon it got faded realising the mess they're in.
"Di why don't you get ready. I'll dress up Aakash, don't worry. Won't groom's sister presence is important. Jijaji why are you silent, say to di naa.." Arnav said cautiously as he's dieing to know who is doing all this? And who's the vicious person in RM that Aakash fears to let Khushi inside the mansion. Shyam startled and nodded when Arnav bored his eyes on him waiting for his reaction.
Anjali agreed half heartedly though her mind was not ready to leave them alone.
"I am here na di, don't worry. I'll make Jijaji to look out of the world, that jiji is going to float in air forgetting everyone" Khushi cheered her seeing Anjali reluctance.
"It must be the way around" Arnav murmured in retort.
Khushi throws a annoyed stare and he zipped his lips not wanting to annoy her in this state.
Anjali nodded and caressed Arnav and Aakash cheeks before getting up.
Khushi eyed Shyam from the corner of her eyes and the moment he step forward to hold Anjali, Khushi smiled wickedly pushing Aakash leg on his way.
Not only Aakash was stupified, but Arnav eyes also captured this unexpected act of hers and Shyam was caught off guard almost kissing Arnav feet.
"Ahhh..." Shyam howled in pain soothing Khushi's fury temporarily.
"Hey Bhagwan, shyamji..." It's again Anjali time to screech.
Arnav jumped in horror from his place seeing shyam face almost touching his shoes. Without wasting a minute Arnav bend down helping him to stand. Shyam scowled in shame and quickly he changed his expression when Arnav helped him.
Shyam stood massaging his hip and nose time to time as it was paining badly because of the bad floor. Anjali held his hands with a stream of tears wetting her eyes threatening to spill out.
Aakash and Khushi stood enjoyed seeing his state while Anjali and arnav kept hovering around Shyam asking about his health.
"Jijaji come I'll drop you to your room. Di, it's just must be a little sprain" Arnav held his arms and assuring Anjali simultaneously.
Khushi got angered by this "Arnavji, it's getting late for marriage. You have to get ready and make Aakash jijaji ready too. Shyam Jijaji has no big wounds, he'll know his way to his room haainaa Jijaji?..." She asked sweetly through clenching teeth.
Unaware of the meaning Shyam got bowled by her smile and agreed instantly.
"Haan, salesahib don't worry" Sneeking a sly smile at Khushi he made his way outside.
As soon as they got out of their eyes Arnav pulled Khushi by her arms.
"Will you tell me what the hell is happening in this house?" He roared in annoyance.
"If I tell you will you trust me?" She asked calmly with lot of hope on her eyes.
*5*
"Ranisahiba, I am fine. You just bring some beverage" Shyam assured her sweetly keeping aside a burning lava on his entire system.
Anjali held his arm shaking her head vigorously "No shyamji.. your pain"
Shyam gritted his teeth with his closed jaws "I am fine ranisahiba trust me. I am thristy, so please will you?"
Anjali wiped her tears and left to kitchen abiding his wishes.
As soon as she was out, Shyam vehemently throws a photo frame which has Anjali and arnav in it.
"Damn it. How many times... How many times I have to fail in my goal to reach the success... How the hell that Arnav Singh Raizada came out alive from that car? He's standing there fit as fiddle with only a bandage on his head, Damn... My each and every plan is failing from the time that Shashi Gupta found about me... But haha... He can't do anything... What if few plans of mine doesn't taste the success, it wasn't an end. Failures are stepping stones for success... yes, I can... I can taste the success... This time the target will be Arnav Singh Raizada not that dump Anjali. Afterall the opponent should be equal to competitor only then the victory holds value. Let's see how the great ASR going to escape from my clutches. I'll make him touch my feet like I did by accident now" Shyam snarled self assuring and burning himself.
"Khushiji be ready to become mine, afterall our path is going to be clear soon" He scoffed as the memory of Khushi standing in Arnav room glaring at him came in his mind. His fist got automatically clenched.
***
"Will you trust me if I tell you?" Khushi asked with expectant eyes.
Arnav muscles got tightened, he found himself entering into a dark tunnel which has no end. His shrewd brain connected the dots of Aakash desparateness to stop Khushi from entering into the house, his blabber regarding a harm at their home, his different tone to his Jijaji, khushi's action of few minutes back did alarm something which he didn't dare to decipher or say he know the results as fear took over him.
Aakash looked on these two while bracing himself to calm his brother as he know once what he heard, what the actual truth was out, there'll not be any good things waiting for them ahead. He himself have to keep a tab on his emotions as he only know Shyam is not good as he's potraying.
"I... Khushi I... I trust you" He said it finally after a lot of fumbling. If it was earlier ASR he could've denied outrageously without letting her speak, least she can demand his trust. But now his treacherous wounded heart has taken a seat back paving a way to new feelings enter into him and let to rule his soul.
Khushi released her breath which she holded back unknowingly. She feels as if some heavy weight is taken off from her heart. Her fear and worries vanished in his magical three words. All the time her heart which galloped against her skin has resumed it's normal phase.
"Even if I say your Jijaji was not the way he's showing to you all?" Khushi dropped the first truth eyeing him intently catching his every emotions.
Arnav gaped at her with wide eyes registering her words. He don't know, how much ready he is to move further of her words.
"Even if I say my fiancee name is Shyam Manohar Jha" Her heart pained seeing the varying emotions playing on his face.
The term fiancee did rang a bell on his mind. His memories taken him back to the day when Khushi cried on his shoulder and he asking about her fiancee. There was a distant voice of Anjali chatting about Khushi fiancee name was Shyam, seems came back at his mind at instant. All of sudden he felt hard to breath, all the past memories of his mother suicide replayed making him difficult to stand. The underlying meaning of her words turned into a invisible knife tearing his heart.
"Arnavji..." Khushi shriek in alarm leaping forward holding his arm.
"Chotte..." The elder lady called him in worry who came to his room after knowing her grandson's accident.
As by cue the ASR in him overpowered who knew how to keep his emotions in check.
"I am fine. Nani, there's nothing to worry about" Plastering a rigid expression he try to convince them shoving Khushi arms gently.
"You're going to fall" Nani shaked her head in denial.
"Khushi betiya will you fetch some sweet for chotte, his sugar level must be low" Nani said as her voice laced with utter misery. Her experienced heart was indicating a dangerous sign which she couldn't understand what was on their way.
Khushi stood tongue tied not knowing what to tell. Shall I tell the truth? One or other day it was going to come out before everyone then why not now? She thought herself.
"Nani I am saying na I am fine. There are many works left to finish. Aakash wedding is today not tomorrow that you guys have time to do these talks" Arnav cutted her sternly amidst of his thudding miserable heart.
"Something is big naniji, don't trust him" Khushi entered into the conversation determined to finish what she started off.
"Will you shut up khushi" That was an instant retort from none else than ASR.
"You shut up arnavji. You said you trust me then trust me in this matter also. I know what will be the consequences if I keep quiet now" Khushi bellowed ordering him with authority.
Arnav glared and ready to rebuke but cut off by Nani.
"Khushi betiya what are you saying? What is wrong? Did Manorama said something against Payal? Anything in your family is wrong?" Nani panicked fearing for her instincts turning into real.
Khushi gulped seeing her worry form, Aakash's expectent yet painful posture and Arnav's 'will kill you look'
Holding the wrinkled palms in her palms, Khushi let nani to sit down and eyed the brothers to sit too.
Arnav though not wanting the family to know the truth before his safety measures, for once thought to stand by Khushi order.
"I... I don't know how to tell you all... I... We hide it only for Anjaliji.. Anjaliji's happiness..." Nani gasped "What about Anjali betiya?" Khushi shaked her head in denial and continued "But the same thing was breathing under this family neck... I don't want anything happen to you all... Trust me.."
"Will you tell the exact thing without beating around the bush" As usual the impatient Arnav practically ordered her to cut the emotional craps. Just a angry stare from Khushi zipped him for sometime. He doesn't know what to feel at time, one side he is ready to share his feelings with Khushi and another side somewhat his Di's life was at stake.
Taking a deep breath Khushi said "Anjaliji husband was not a good man" and breathed out when all the heads was snapped at her.
"I... I saw him at Lucknow for first time after... Arnavji released the video" She bit her lips swallowing her emotions that're threatening to spill out as old bad memories keep striking her brain. Gasps heard around while Arnav sat immobile forget to breath as once again his destiny marked some unerasable memories of his life at Lucknow.
Not able to see their shocked form which will soon turn into broken once all the truth was revealed, Khushi closed her eyes and continued to tell what happened after his entry.
Aakash felt as if ground beneath his feet slipped away. There was no words to describe what Nani felt after the life shattering truth. Well, Arnav practically turned into a stone in his place itself.
"Today the trap was not for bhai but for di" Aakash blinked his eyes at the words he uttered in own accord. Khushi hiccupped at the new revelation.
Arnav head snapped at him, a sudden rage filled his form overpowering his miserable wounded heart. Clenching his fist, he stood up to get justice for his sister.
"Stop chotte..." Nani got up with difficulty as her form couldn't bear the truth keeps crumpling her down.
Unaware of the pair of eyes which heard the whole conversation through the widely opened door, they stood dwelling at the new truths and their own miserable thoughts. Planning something the owner of the eyes disappeared in a blink.
***
"Ranisahiba... I thought to gift Aakash a villa. What do you think?" Shyam asked with a sugary smile plastered on his lips.
Anjali gleed cupping his cheeks "Wow.. It's nice idea shyamji. I never thought of it"
Shyam placed his palm over her which was resting on his cheeks, his another arm wound around her waist.
"What I am here for? Everything was ready ranisahiba, but.. a small issue" He sulk a little.
Melting at his sad face Anjali hugged him "What problem shyamji? You know you can tell me anything"
As soon as Anjali face rested on his shoulder, his face adorned a cunning smile.
"Woh... I paid almost half of the amount but the owner strictly denied to handover the keys without settling the full amount" He said in a low voice as if he's in real need.
Anjali broke the hug with a smile releasing a sigh "Arey.. I am here na, why are you worrying for this small issue. Wait let me fill the cheque" She place a step forward to take her check book.
Shyam stopped her instantly "Ranisahiba, it's our gift. I want it to be fully from my own earnings. So I opted for loan. You know these bank rules right. They're asking security and our new home was still under construction I couldn't use it" He said hesitantly.
"Oh... Then what can we do now?"
"Will you sign the security papers? I know bank has no issues if you put your assurity. I would not have asked this to you if it was not for Aakash wedding. Everyone will gift something to him, it would be awkward if you being his only sister didn't gift anything. Your dignity was so important for me"
Shyam smile got widen when he got the desired result.
"So sweet of you shyamji. I don't know what virtue I did that I got you as my husband"
Without delay she signed whatever and whenever Shyam showed her.
"Thank you so much ranisahiba.. you never know what good you did by signing this papers" Shyam screamed in joy.
Anjali frowned at the sudden change in Shyam voice.
"Shyamji..."
"Oh ranisahiba... I am so happy you know, this would be a best gift from us to salesahib... Till now we only accepted their gifts, never did anything in return, that's why I got little overjoyed" Shyam smiled slyly trying to control his euphoria.
"You gave us your love shyamji. Nothing is big than that" Anjali said with a dreamy smile in content.
"What happened there Khushi? There's no problem right. Did Shyam harmed you? How is Anjaliji? What does dadiji and maaji said? Khushi speak something" Payal shook Khushi vigorously as soon as Khushi stepped into the house.
"Jiji. Stop. Stop.. Take a take breath. Bride shouldn't be worry like this" Khushi dragged her through the hallway.
"Khushi.. you came" Garima took fast strides to reach her.
"Haan Haan.. I came as single piece like I went. Where's buaji? I'll tell you all everything in detail" Khushi muttered making Garima to sit beside Payal and went in search of buaji.
"This Khushi na..." Payal hissed not having ounce of patience to know what happened there.
Can I call Aakashji? He knows what happened? But how can I call him when amma was sitting right beside me, Payal mused. She fiddled her fingers circling the end of her dupatta. Fortunately, the guests were directed to Raizada guest house at earlier owing to their small house.
"Arey Khushi, wait let me put my glasses"
Payal peeked from her place to see an energetic Khushi dragging buaji who was mumbling her own phrases. Her heart drummed against her rib cage. She was afraid of her marriage, the marriage which she dare to dream after her broken marriage. In a nook of her heart, a fear of her marriage still reside there. She knows, if the truth was out before everyone then her future will be a question mark. Even if everyone accept her, she was scared about manorama maa's reaction. Will she accept her after knowing the truth???
"Khushi enough. Just tell me what happened there" Payal hopped from her place.
Seeing her desperateness Khushi have no heart to delay in telling the happenings. She narrated what all conspired between her, Aakash, Arnav and Nani.
Payal let her lungs to fill oxygen only after knowing her marriage has no qualms.
"Now like a good bride, jiji is going to ready like a princess" Khushi chirped twirling Payal.
Payal smiled which reached her eyes.
"Finally, everything is well" Garima heaved a sigh.
"Nothing is well Garima. Still that Shyam is living under the roof, not everyone is aware of this" Buaji's worried voice reopened the balmed mind.
Leaving Payal, Khushi held buaji and Garima palm in her each "Arnavji is there na. He's with us, he'll make everything alright"
Garima looked at her with hesitation. Khushi squinted her eyes in assurance.
Payal hugged her from back and whispered on her ear "What's with you and arnavji?"
Khushi hiccupped and stare at her with wide eyes.
"No..thing..." Khushi stuttered sprinting away.
Payal raised her eyebrows and following her.
"Seems like another wedding is on the way Garima" Garima couldn't help but agree on her words.
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"Khushi, you didn't answer me. What's with you and arnavji?" Payal nudged khushi's elbow who was rummaging her cupboard.
Khushi remained tight lipped giving hints to Payal unknowingly.
"I never know you could work hard on our wish" Said Payal.
Khushi frowned "What wish?"
"You forget it pagli. Remember how we dreamt of marrying brothers and to live in same house" Payal answered with a teasing smile.
Khushi darted immediately "Don't speak stupid jiji"
Even though she behaved as if irritated by her suggestions, her expressions told another story to Payal.
Her cheeks reddened and her lips curved in a shy smile which she's trying hard to hide. Isn't it said that, one who avoid your eye contact was doing exact opposite of what they're saying.
"Smart are we? Don't forget I am elder to you. And I can really see how rubbish my talk were" Payal cocked her brows.
Khushi continued to arrange her lehenga and taking matching accessories for the dress trying hard to evade from Payal scrutinizing gaze and her twisted questions.
Payal snatched her dress and distracted her "Tell me Khushi. Who admitted first? Leave it, how you two ended up being together. I still can't digest this. You always say you hate him and scolding him in each and every talks and what changed now?"
Khushi shook her head in denial "What you're thinking is totally absurd jiji. Today is your wedding, go and daydream about Aakashji than probing me"
Payal adamantly palmed Khushi cheeks "Don't try to fool me Khushi. I can feel what place you gave him in your heart. When he didn't reach here like he informed, you went hysterical and when you saw him with wound on his forehead you were scared Khushi, aren't you?"
Khushi closed her eyes when his image of standing there with bandage on his forehead appeared infront of her closed pupil. To say, she was terrified when she saw him. A lone tear trailed down her cheeks when the one hour torture of not knowing his whereabouts knocked her again.
She opened her eyes when a thumb wiped the tears. Payal stood there with concern dripping from her each and every cell.
She made Khushi to sit and cupped her cheeks "What's bothering you Khushi? I am seeing you from the time you came from RM, you're not into yourself. Anything bad happened there which you're hiding from us?"
Khushi held Payal's both wrists.
"I am afraid jiji. Shyamji is still there. Now he knows arnavji escaped from accident. In his thrist of money, he can do something even more worse. Do you think, I am selfish that I.. feel.. he... Arnavji is my.. only family..." Khushi closed her eyes tightly in guilt.
She doesn't mean to say, she's thinking her family is not her own but is true that what she feel for Arnav was her only family. She felt, she can claim her authority on him without any restriction, without any limitation. He'll be her very own relation. He'll be her's. And she won't owe anything to him other than love.
Her family gave her everything. They give her shelter when she was orphaned. They gave her a bauji, amma, buaji and jiji. They gave her their name when she was exposed to the society. They gave her their precious love even though buaji pointed out few times. They gave her education and accepted her as their daughter. They gave everything but still a part of her heart made her feel outsider. Her bauji did everything keeping her in mind still she felt grateful to them for giving her shelter and raising her, why is so? We never feel debited to our parents but she felt when her bauji shop got closed, she felt when her jiji's first marriage broke, she felt when they first step into Delhi, she felt when she started to go for work, she felt when buaji forced her to marry Shyam, she felt when her engagement broke by the true colours of Shyam, she felt when her jiji is engaged to the same family where Shyam lives, she felt when she was made to hide the truth for her sister marriage. Isn't it wrong?
"It's not wrong Khushi. Somewhere we failed to give you the feel of family, that's why you felt the love outside, that to with the one whom you claims to hate" Payal swallowed her hurt. She can't understand what and where they went wrong.
Khushi frantically consoled her "It's not your fault jiji. I was wrong. I should not feel like that"
Payal shook her head palming her cheeks wiping her tears "Don't cry. You cried enough. You can't control your feelings and push your thoughts to heart. You done that enough. Now it's time to live. Live with your love. I.. I am afraid Khushi, arnavji was short tempered, egoistic person. You're totally opposite from him. You two cannot stay without fight. I mean, how can you both live under a single room for lifetime"
Khushi smiled through her misted eyes and trailed towards window.
"It's not hate jiji. We were trying to push the love we felt the instant. If he was the cause of my pain then he was the healer too. If he was the one who pushed me far then he was the one who pulled me towards him. If he was the one who made me shed tears then he was the one who wipe it though indirectly. If he was the one who send me to death then he was the one who gave oxygen to me to live. If he was the one who showed hate then he was the one who shows love too. He can be a closed book to the rest but not for me. He's the missing part of my life. Didn't you heard Opposite attracts. That's what happened with us. He was an iron and I was a magnet!" Khushi finished with a beaming smile.
Payal hugged her from back in happiness.
"So you both confessed and when you guys planning for marriage?" Asked she.
Khushi pouted and nodded in dismay.
"Laadgovernor. Words doesn't come out of his mouth easily. We need to snatch it from him. He's playing peek a boo with me. But who can win from Khushi Kumari Gupta"
Wait and watch Mr. Arnav Singh Raizada! You yourself will come to me and confess your love. It's my promise, Swore Khushi.
And she smirked and Payal frowned seeing her smirk.
"Jiji. Stop. Stop.. Take a take breath. Bride shouldn't be worry like this" Khushi dragged her through the hallway.
"Khushi.. you came" Garima took fast strides to reach her.
"Haan Haan.. I came as single piece like I went. Where's buaji? I'll tell you all everything in detail" Khushi muttered making Garima to sit beside Payal and went in search of buaji.
"This Khushi na..." Payal hissed not having ounce of patience to know what happened there.
Can I call Aakashji? He knows what happened? But how can I call him when amma was sitting right beside me, Payal mused. She fiddled her fingers circling the end of her dupatta. Fortunately, the guests were directed to Raizada guest house at earlier owing to their small house.
"Arey Khushi, wait let me put my glasses"
Payal peeked from her place to see an energetic Khushi dragging buaji who was mumbling her own phrases. Her heart drummed against her rib cage. She was afraid of her marriage, the marriage which she dare to dream after her broken marriage. In a nook of her heart, a fear of her marriage still reside there. She knows, if the truth was out before everyone then her future will be a question mark. Even if everyone accept her, she was scared about manorama maa's reaction. Will she accept her after knowing the truth???
"Khushi enough. Just tell me what happened there" Payal hopped from her place.
Seeing her desperateness Khushi have no heart to delay in telling the happenings. She narrated what all conspired between her, Aakash, Arnav and Nani.
Payal let her lungs to fill oxygen only after knowing her marriage has no qualms.
"Now like a good bride, jiji is going to ready like a princess" Khushi chirped twirling Payal.
Payal smiled which reached her eyes.
"Finally, everything is well" Garima heaved a sigh.
"Nothing is well Garima. Still that Shyam is living under the roof, not everyone is aware of this" Buaji's worried voice reopened the balmed mind.
Leaving Payal, Khushi held buaji and Garima palm in her each "Arnavji is there na. He's with us, he'll make everything alright"
Garima looked at her with hesitation. Khushi squinted her eyes in assurance.
Payal hugged her from back and whispered on her ear "What's with you and arnavji?"
Khushi hiccupped and stare at her with wide eyes.
"No..thing..." Khushi stuttered sprinting away.
Payal raised her eyebrows and following her.
"Seems like another wedding is on the way Garima" Garima couldn't help but agree on her words.
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"Khushi, you didn't answer me. What's with you and arnavji?" Payal nudged khushi's elbow who was rummaging her cupboard.
Khushi remained tight lipped giving hints to Payal unknowingly.
"I never know you could work hard on our wish" Said Payal.
Khushi frowned "What wish?"
"You forget it pagli. Remember how we dreamt of marrying brothers and to live in same house" Payal answered with a teasing smile.
Khushi darted immediately "Don't speak stupid jiji"
Even though she behaved as if irritated by her suggestions, her expressions told another story to Payal.
Her cheeks reddened and her lips curved in a shy smile which she's trying hard to hide. Isn't it said that, one who avoid your eye contact was doing exact opposite of what they're saying.
"Smart are we? Don't forget I am elder to you. And I can really see how rubbish my talk were" Payal cocked her brows.
Khushi continued to arrange her lehenga and taking matching accessories for the dress trying hard to evade from Payal scrutinizing gaze and her twisted questions.
Payal snatched her dress and distracted her "Tell me Khushi. Who admitted first? Leave it, how you two ended up being together. I still can't digest this. You always say you hate him and scolding him in each and every talks and what changed now?"
Khushi shook her head in denial "What you're thinking is totally absurd jiji. Today is your wedding, go and daydream about Aakashji than probing me"
Payal adamantly palmed Khushi cheeks "Don't try to fool me Khushi. I can feel what place you gave him in your heart. When he didn't reach here like he informed, you went hysterical and when you saw him with wound on his forehead you were scared Khushi, aren't you?"
Khushi closed her eyes when his image of standing there with bandage on his forehead appeared infront of her closed pupil. To say, she was terrified when she saw him. A lone tear trailed down her cheeks when the one hour torture of not knowing his whereabouts knocked her again.
She opened her eyes when a thumb wiped the tears. Payal stood there with concern dripping from her each and every cell.
She made Khushi to sit and cupped her cheeks "What's bothering you Khushi? I am seeing you from the time you came from RM, you're not into yourself. Anything bad happened there which you're hiding from us?"
Khushi held Payal's both wrists.
"I am afraid jiji. Shyamji is still there. Now he knows arnavji escaped from accident. In his thrist of money, he can do something even more worse. Do you think, I am selfish that I.. feel.. he... Arnavji is my.. only family..." Khushi closed her eyes tightly in guilt.
She doesn't mean to say, she's thinking her family is not her own but is true that what she feel for Arnav was her only family. She felt, she can claim her authority on him without any restriction, without any limitation. He'll be her very own relation. He'll be her's. And she won't owe anything to him other than love.
Her family gave her everything. They give her shelter when she was orphaned. They gave her a bauji, amma, buaji and jiji. They gave her their name when she was exposed to the society. They gave her their precious love even though buaji pointed out few times. They gave her education and accepted her as their daughter. They gave everything but still a part of her heart made her feel outsider. Her bauji did everything keeping her in mind still she felt grateful to them for giving her shelter and raising her, why is so? We never feel debited to our parents but she felt when her bauji shop got closed, she felt when her jiji's first marriage broke, she felt when they first step into Delhi, she felt when she started to go for work, she felt when buaji forced her to marry Shyam, she felt when her engagement broke by the true colours of Shyam, she felt when her jiji is engaged to the same family where Shyam lives, she felt when she was made to hide the truth for her sister marriage. Isn't it wrong?
"It's not wrong Khushi. Somewhere we failed to give you the feel of family, that's why you felt the love outside, that to with the one whom you claims to hate" Payal swallowed her hurt. She can't understand what and where they went wrong.
Khushi frantically consoled her "It's not your fault jiji. I was wrong. I should not feel like that"
Payal shook her head palming her cheeks wiping her tears "Don't cry. You cried enough. You can't control your feelings and push your thoughts to heart. You done that enough. Now it's time to live. Live with your love. I.. I am afraid Khushi, arnavji was short tempered, egoistic person. You're totally opposite from him. You two cannot stay without fight. I mean, how can you both live under a single room for lifetime"
Khushi smiled through her misted eyes and trailed towards window.
"It's not hate jiji. We were trying to push the love we felt the instant. If he was the cause of my pain then he was the healer too. If he was the one who pushed me far then he was the one who pulled me towards him. If he was the one who made me shed tears then he was the one who wipe it though indirectly. If he was the one who send me to death then he was the one who gave oxygen to me to live. If he was the one who showed hate then he was the one who shows love too. He can be a closed book to the rest but not for me. He's the missing part of my life. Didn't you heard Opposite attracts. That's what happened with us. He was an iron and I was a magnet!" Khushi finished with a beaming smile.
Payal hugged her from back in happiness.
"So you both confessed and when you guys planning for marriage?" Asked she.
Khushi pouted and nodded in dismay.
"Laadgovernor. Words doesn't come out of his mouth easily. We need to snatch it from him. He's playing peek a boo with me. But who can win from Khushi Kumari Gupta"
Wait and watch Mr. Arnav Singh Raizada! You yourself will come to me and confess your love. It's my promise, Swore Khushi.
And she smirked and Payal frowned seeing her smirk.
Anjali held his arm shaking her head vigorously "No shyamji.. your pain"
Shyam gritted his teeth with his closed jaws "I am fine ranisahiba trust me. I am thristy, so please will you?"
Anjali wiped her tears and left to kitchen abiding his wishes.
As soon as she was out, Shyam vehemently throws a photo frame which has Anjali and arnav in it.
"Damn it. How many times... How many times I have to fail in my goal to reach the success... How the hell that Arnav Singh Raizada came out alive from that car? He's standing there fit as fiddle with only a bandage on his head, Damn... My each and every plan is failing from the time that Shashi Gupta found about me... But haha... He can't do anything... What if few plans of mine doesn't taste the success, it wasn't an end. Failures are stepping stones for success... yes, I can... I can taste the success... This time the target will be Arnav Singh Raizada not that dump Anjali. Afterall the opponent should be equal to competitor only then the victory holds value. Let's see how the great ASR going to escape from my clutches. I'll make him touch my feet like I did by accident now" Shyam snarled self assuring and burning himself.
"Khushiji be ready to become mine, afterall our path is going to be clear soon" He scoffed as the memory of Khushi standing in Arnav room glaring at him came in his mind. His fist got automatically clenched.
***
"Will you trust me if I tell you?" Khushi asked with expectant eyes.
Arnav muscles got tightened, he found himself entering into a dark tunnel which has no end. His shrewd brain connected the dots of Aakash desparateness to stop Khushi from entering into the house, his blabber regarding a harm at their home, his different tone to his Jijaji, khushi's action of few minutes back did alarm something which he didn't dare to decipher or say he know the results as fear took over him.
Aakash looked on these two while bracing himself to calm his brother as he know once what he heard, what the actual truth was out, there'll not be any good things waiting for them ahead. He himself have to keep a tab on his emotions as he only know Shyam is not good as he's potraying.
"I... Khushi I... I trust you" He said it finally after a lot of fumbling. If it was earlier ASR he could've denied outrageously without letting her speak, least she can demand his trust. But now his treacherous wounded heart has taken a seat back paving a way to new feelings enter into him and let to rule his soul.
Khushi released her breath which she holded back unknowingly. She feels as if some heavy weight is taken off from her heart. Her fear and worries vanished in his magical three words. All the time her heart which galloped against her skin has resumed it's normal phase.
"Even if I say your Jijaji was not the way he's showing to you all?" Khushi dropped the first truth eyeing him intently catching his every emotions.
Arnav gaped at her with wide eyes registering her words. He don't know, how much ready he is to move further of her words.
"Even if I say my fiancee name is Shyam Manohar Jha" Her heart pained seeing the varying emotions playing on his face.
The term fiancee did rang a bell on his mind. His memories taken him back to the day when Khushi cried on his shoulder and he asking about her fiancee. There was a distant voice of Anjali chatting about Khushi fiancee name was Shyam, seems came back at his mind at instant. All of sudden he felt hard to breath, all the past memories of his mother suicide replayed making him difficult to stand. The underlying meaning of her words turned into a invisible knife tearing his heart.
"Arnavji..." Khushi shriek in alarm leaping forward holding his arm.
"Chotte..." The elder lady called him in worry who came to his room after knowing her grandson's accident.
As by cue the ASR in him overpowered who knew how to keep his emotions in check.
"I am fine. Nani, there's nothing to worry about" Plastering a rigid expression he try to convince them shoving Khushi arms gently.
"You're going to fall" Nani shaked her head in denial.
"Khushi betiya will you fetch some sweet for chotte, his sugar level must be low" Nani said as her voice laced with utter misery. Her experienced heart was indicating a dangerous sign which she couldn't understand what was on their way.
Khushi stood tongue tied not knowing what to tell. Shall I tell the truth? One or other day it was going to come out before everyone then why not now? She thought herself.
"Nani I am saying na I am fine. There are many works left to finish. Aakash wedding is today not tomorrow that you guys have time to do these talks" Arnav cutted her sternly amidst of his thudding miserable heart.
"Something is big naniji, don't trust him" Khushi entered into the conversation determined to finish what she started off.
"Will you shut up khushi" That was an instant retort from none else than ASR.
"You shut up arnavji. You said you trust me then trust me in this matter also. I know what will be the consequences if I keep quiet now" Khushi bellowed ordering him with authority.
Arnav glared and ready to rebuke but cut off by Nani.
"Khushi betiya what are you saying? What is wrong? Did Manorama said something against Payal? Anything in your family is wrong?" Nani panicked fearing for her instincts turning into real.
Khushi gulped seeing her worry form, Aakash's expectent yet painful posture and Arnav's 'will kill you look'
Holding the wrinkled palms in her palms, Khushi let nani to sit down and eyed the brothers to sit too.
Arnav though not wanting the family to know the truth before his safety measures, for once thought to stand by Khushi order.
"I... I don't know how to tell you all... I... We hide it only for Anjaliji.. Anjaliji's happiness..." Nani gasped "What about Anjali betiya?" Khushi shaked her head in denial and continued "But the same thing was breathing under this family neck... I don't want anything happen to you all... Trust me.."
"Will you tell the exact thing without beating around the bush" As usual the impatient Arnav practically ordered her to cut the emotional craps. Just a angry stare from Khushi zipped him for sometime. He doesn't know what to feel at time, one side he is ready to share his feelings with Khushi and another side somewhat his Di's life was at stake.
Taking a deep breath Khushi said "Anjaliji husband was not a good man" and breathed out when all the heads was snapped at her.
"I... I saw him at Lucknow for first time after... Arnavji released the video" She bit her lips swallowing her emotions that're threatening to spill out as old bad memories keep striking her brain. Gasps heard around while Arnav sat immobile forget to breath as once again his destiny marked some unerasable memories of his life at Lucknow.
Not able to see their shocked form which will soon turn into broken once all the truth was revealed, Khushi closed her eyes and continued to tell what happened after his entry.
Aakash felt as if ground beneath his feet slipped away. There was no words to describe what Nani felt after the life shattering truth. Well, Arnav practically turned into a stone in his place itself.
"Today the trap was not for bhai but for di" Aakash blinked his eyes at the words he uttered in own accord. Khushi hiccupped at the new revelation.
Arnav head snapped at him, a sudden rage filled his form overpowering his miserable wounded heart. Clenching his fist, he stood up to get justice for his sister.
"Stop chotte..." Nani got up with difficulty as her form couldn't bear the truth keeps crumpling her down.
Unaware of the pair of eyes which heard the whole conversation through the widely opened door, they stood dwelling at the new truths and their own miserable thoughts. Planning something the owner of the eyes disappeared in a blink.
***
"Ranisahiba... I thought to gift Aakash a villa. What do you think?" Shyam asked with a sugary smile plastered on his lips.
Anjali gleed cupping his cheeks "Wow.. It's nice idea shyamji. I never thought of it"
Shyam placed his palm over her which was resting on his cheeks, his another arm wound around her waist.
"What I am here for? Everything was ready ranisahiba, but.. a small issue" He sulk a little.
Melting at his sad face Anjali hugged him "What problem shyamji? You know you can tell me anything"
As soon as Anjali face rested on his shoulder, his face adorned a cunning smile.
"Woh... I paid almost half of the amount but the owner strictly denied to handover the keys without settling the full amount" He said in a low voice as if he's in real need.
Anjali broke the hug with a smile releasing a sigh "Arey.. I am here na, why are you worrying for this small issue. Wait let me fill the cheque" She place a step forward to take her check book.
Shyam stopped her instantly "Ranisahiba, it's our gift. I want it to be fully from my own earnings. So I opted for loan. You know these bank rules right. They're asking security and our new home was still under construction I couldn't use it" He said hesitantly.
"Oh... Then what can we do now?"
"Will you sign the security papers? I know bank has no issues if you put your assurity. I would not have asked this to you if it was not for Aakash wedding. Everyone will gift something to him, it would be awkward if you being his only sister didn't gift anything. Your dignity was so important for me"
Shyam smile got widen when he got the desired result.
"So sweet of you shyamji. I don't know what virtue I did that I got you as my husband"
Without delay she signed whatever and whenever Shyam showed her.
"Thank you so much ranisahiba.. you never know what good you did by signing this papers" Shyam screamed in joy.
Anjali frowned at the sudden change in Shyam voice.
"Shyamji..."
"Oh ranisahiba... I am so happy you know, this would be a best gift from us to salesahib... Till now we only accepted their gifts, never did anything in return, that's why I got little overjoyed" Shyam smiled slyly trying to control his euphoria.
"You gave us your love shyamji. Nothing is big than that" Anjali said with a dreamy smile in content.
*6*
"Chotte stop. I don't want another wedding to come to an end even before it starts" Nani halted the raging Arnav who was ready to bounce on Shyam.
Arnav furrowed his brows "What does aakash marriage do with that bastard? I am not going to tolerate him around my di even for a minute. He keeps feigning as a good man right under my nose and you want me keep silent and watch di living in a fake world. I can't Nani, don't even think to stop me"
"Don't think hastily chotte. Do you even realise the consequences, if you confront him now. Already guests started to grace their presence for Aakash wedding. And here you're ready to give them a reason to gossip about our family. Didn't we heard enough? Did you for once thought about Payal betiya? You do know how it feels if a girl marriage stops at last minute, do you want Payal to feel that way?
It was happening again, history is repeating. But this time we have a chance to control the happenings unlike in past. Please chotte, be calm. Think wisely. Don't let the history to repeat! I am not saying to leave Shyam just like that, but keep calm until this marriage finishes" Nani said in a breaking tone.
Her chest weighed constraint with pain. Never in her dreams, she thought her granddaughter will also have the fate of her daughter. She was happy at first seeing how caring and loving husband her Anjali betiya got unlike her daughter, who had devoid of love in her life.
"Why is it always girl child from our family was betrayed? Why Anjali betiya have to go through the same fate of Ratna? Why is it always we came to know about the betrayals in a wedding day? Chotte, I don't want another Ratna in our home. Do something please... I want my Anjali betiya with me. This old lady have no heart to see another tragedy on another wedding. Please.. chotte..." She burst out crying and as a result she have trouble to breath as the weight of pain keeps increasing by the mere thought of future of her granddaughter fate.
Khushi hopped forward supporting her. Seeing Nani state her eyes also misted. Her words brought back the old memories of Payal broken marriage.
She doesn't want to be the reason for this marriage too, if it happens. She doesn't have the strength to see her family breaking once again hearing awful words from neighbours. She couldn't even imagine Payal state.
Lifting her lashes she stared at Arnav eyes as if conveying the same. Sighing he nodded accepting her pleads.
"Once the marriage finishes, I am going to expose him. Be ready" Announcing this he called Aman to collect shyam details.
"Khushi betiya, go to your home. Your family must be apprehensive about your arrival. Aakash go and get ready like a groom. Today is your marriage, it happens only once. Enjoy to the fullest, leave all the worries to chotte. He's here" Nani placed her palm against his cheeks caressing him warmly.
"Nani is right. Don't trouble yourself in this special day" Arnav assured him hiding his own pain.
Nodding Aakash took Nani with him stating he'll drop her to her room.
Khushi looked at Arnav who stood staring at the back of Nani and Aakash. She took baby steps towards him and placed her palm on his shoulder.
"Everything will be fine arnavji" She uttered turning him to her.
"How... How'll di bear this?" He whispers in broken voice as a lone tear rolled down his eyes.
Shaking her head as no, she tugged his hand wiping his lone tear. Taking as a token, he jumped on her arms hiding his face on her shoulder.

She throws her arms around his neck crushing him to her trying to transfer her strength to him. Silent tears of his cascaded down on her skin making her flinch.
"If you broke down, who'll stand as pillar to di?" She whispered on his ear.
He cling to her more "I can't. Khushi... It happened with maa too.. And she left... me just like that. Wh--what if di too take wrong step? I--I can't Khushi" He choked on his words as more tears blurred his eyes running down freely.
"Shh.. shh... You can. You're The ASR, there's nothing you cannot do. Di have you. She'll overcome this struggle" She tightened her hold rubbing his back. She feared for this, thinking this only she hide the truth at the first place and now this is happening and she can't do anything other than seeing her love crying.
"It was happening.. each time.. If.. If ever happiness... Knock into our lives.. then some bad.. has bound to happen... Why is it always??? You.. you always say, your devimaaiyaa will never let their adherent devotee to be sad. What.. happened to that? Didn't di worshipped her more? Then why didn't she never had... her share of... happiness?... Why Khushi?... I am not believer of God, but di and you are. Why didn't she made your both life.. with full of happiness?... Why.. is she troubling you both more and more? Why..???" His hiccupped in between.
Khushi rubbed his back and forth as his body shuddered against her by his hiccupps and crying and all. Her own tears cascaded down freely.
She don't know how to console him when he keeps repeating the same thing again and again. His questions even made her to believe that her devimaaiyaa was indeed so partial towards them.
She tried to broke the hug but he didn't let her. He wiped his tears on her shoulders rubbing across her clothed collarbone. If it was another time she would've shied away.
"Arnavji. Do you want everyone to find about the problem, now? If you keep crying like this, one glance is enough for anyone to find about your turmoil. Do ASR accept this?" She asked forcefully breaking the hug.
He nodded as no and staring her with vulnerable eyes like a lost puppy. The ever proud, arrogant eyes are now misted with unshed tears which churned something under the pit of her stomach. Ignoring the uneasiness she wiped his tears and face with her dupatta.
"I will be always with you" She whispered as he pulled her to his arms once again. As if his heart was waiting for that six words, it calmed down finding solace in her arms and words. Never he felt so content in his life when he was going through a bad phase. Infact he never allowed anyone beside him at worst times. Maybe the time has come to let a person in. And it was only khushi.
"I feel better"
"That's like my arnavji" She broke the hug and pinched his nose.
"I am not a kid" He whined pushing her hands away.
"Aww... You're so cute" She pinched his cheeks this time.

"Khushi" He darted his face shying away. He never knows he can blush too.

He turned away to hide that. Suddenly his ASR brain caught something.
"Wait, what did you said? That's like my arnavji?" He raised his brows in a teasing smile.
"Is it?" She pretended to think and smiled moving away not wanting to give in first.

"Khushi wait.. Answer me" He yelled as she ran out with mischievous smile.
He stood smiling like an idiot in the middle of the room where he broke down not to few seconds before. Life would be easy with her.
As says, If one door closes then another opens, is right in their case.
Arnav furrowed his brows "What does aakash marriage do with that bastard? I am not going to tolerate him around my di even for a minute. He keeps feigning as a good man right under my nose and you want me keep silent and watch di living in a fake world. I can't Nani, don't even think to stop me"
"Don't think hastily chotte. Do you even realise the consequences, if you confront him now. Already guests started to grace their presence for Aakash wedding. And here you're ready to give them a reason to gossip about our family. Didn't we heard enough? Did you for once thought about Payal betiya? You do know how it feels if a girl marriage stops at last minute, do you want Payal to feel that way?
It was happening again, history is repeating. But this time we have a chance to control the happenings unlike in past. Please chotte, be calm. Think wisely. Don't let the history to repeat! I am not saying to leave Shyam just like that, but keep calm until this marriage finishes" Nani said in a breaking tone.
Her chest weighed constraint with pain. Never in her dreams, she thought her granddaughter will also have the fate of her daughter. She was happy at first seeing how caring and loving husband her Anjali betiya got unlike her daughter, who had devoid of love in her life.
"Why is it always girl child from our family was betrayed? Why Anjali betiya have to go through the same fate of Ratna? Why is it always we came to know about the betrayals in a wedding day? Chotte, I don't want another Ratna in our home. Do something please... I want my Anjali betiya with me. This old lady have no heart to see another tragedy on another wedding. Please.. chotte..." She burst out crying and as a result she have trouble to breath as the weight of pain keeps increasing by the mere thought of future of her granddaughter fate.
Khushi hopped forward supporting her. Seeing Nani state her eyes also misted. Her words brought back the old memories of Payal broken marriage.
She doesn't want to be the reason for this marriage too, if it happens. She doesn't have the strength to see her family breaking once again hearing awful words from neighbours. She couldn't even imagine Payal state.
Lifting her lashes she stared at Arnav eyes as if conveying the same. Sighing he nodded accepting her pleads.
"Once the marriage finishes, I am going to expose him. Be ready" Announcing this he called Aman to collect shyam details.
"Khushi betiya, go to your home. Your family must be apprehensive about your arrival. Aakash go and get ready like a groom. Today is your marriage, it happens only once. Enjoy to the fullest, leave all the worries to chotte. He's here" Nani placed her palm against his cheeks caressing him warmly.
"Nani is right. Don't trouble yourself in this special day" Arnav assured him hiding his own pain.
Nodding Aakash took Nani with him stating he'll drop her to her room.
Khushi looked at Arnav who stood staring at the back of Nani and Aakash. She took baby steps towards him and placed her palm on his shoulder.
"Everything will be fine arnavji" She uttered turning him to her.
"How... How'll di bear this?" He whispers in broken voice as a lone tear rolled down his eyes.
Shaking her head as no, she tugged his hand wiping his lone tear. Taking as a token, he jumped on her arms hiding his face on her shoulder.

She throws her arms around his neck crushing him to her trying to transfer her strength to him. Silent tears of his cascaded down on her skin making her flinch.
"If you broke down, who'll stand as pillar to di?" She whispered on his ear.
He cling to her more "I can't. Khushi... It happened with maa too.. And she left... me just like that. Wh--what if di too take wrong step? I--I can't Khushi" He choked on his words as more tears blurred his eyes running down freely.
"Shh.. shh... You can. You're The ASR, there's nothing you cannot do. Di have you. She'll overcome this struggle" She tightened her hold rubbing his back. She feared for this, thinking this only she hide the truth at the first place and now this is happening and she can't do anything other than seeing her love crying.
"It was happening.. each time.. If.. If ever happiness... Knock into our lives.. then some bad.. has bound to happen... Why is it always??? You.. you always say, your devimaaiyaa will never let their adherent devotee to be sad. What.. happened to that? Didn't di worshipped her more? Then why didn't she never had... her share of... happiness?... Why Khushi?... I am not believer of God, but di and you are. Why didn't she made your both life.. with full of happiness?... Why.. is she troubling you both more and more? Why..???" His hiccupped in between.
Khushi rubbed his back and forth as his body shuddered against her by his hiccupps and crying and all. Her own tears cascaded down freely.
She don't know how to console him when he keeps repeating the same thing again and again. His questions even made her to believe that her devimaaiyaa was indeed so partial towards them.
She tried to broke the hug but he didn't let her. He wiped his tears on her shoulders rubbing across her clothed collarbone. If it was another time she would've shied away.
"Arnavji. Do you want everyone to find about the problem, now? If you keep crying like this, one glance is enough for anyone to find about your turmoil. Do ASR accept this?" She asked forcefully breaking the hug.
He nodded as no and staring her with vulnerable eyes like a lost puppy. The ever proud, arrogant eyes are now misted with unshed tears which churned something under the pit of her stomach. Ignoring the uneasiness she wiped his tears and face with her dupatta.
"I will be always with you" She whispered as he pulled her to his arms once again. As if his heart was waiting for that six words, it calmed down finding solace in her arms and words. Never he felt so content in his life when he was going through a bad phase. Infact he never allowed anyone beside him at worst times. Maybe the time has come to let a person in. And it was only khushi.
"I feel better"
"That's like my arnavji" She broke the hug and pinched his nose.
"I am not a kid" He whined pushing her hands away.
"Aww... You're so cute" She pinched his cheeks this time.

"Khushi" He darted his face shying away. He never knows he can blush too.

He turned away to hide that. Suddenly his ASR brain caught something.
"Wait, what did you said? That's like my arnavji?" He raised his brows in a teasing smile.
"Is it?" She pretended to think and smiled moving away not wanting to give in first.

"Khushi wait.. Answer me" He yelled as she ran out with mischievous smile.
He stood smiling like an idiot in the middle of the room where he broke down not to few seconds before. Life would be easy with her.
As says, If one door closes then another opens, is right in their case.
*7*
"What happened there Khushi? There's no problem right. Did Shyam harmed you? How is Anjaliji? What does dadiji and maaji said? Khushi speak something" Payal shook Khushi vigorously as soon as Khushi stepped into the house.
"Jiji. Stop. Stop.. Take a take breath. Bride shouldn't be worry like this" Khushi dragged her through the hallway.
"Khushi.. you came" Garima took fast strides to reach her.
"Haan Haan.. I came as single piece like I went. Where's buaji? I'll tell you all everything in detail" Khushi muttered making Garima to sit beside Payal and went in search of buaji.
"This Khushi na..." Payal hissed not having ounce of patience to know what happened there.
Can I call Aakashji? He knows what happened? But how can I call him when amma was sitting right beside me, Payal mused. She fiddled her fingers circling the end of her dupatta. Fortunately, the guests were directed to Raizada guest house at earlier owing to their small house.
"Arey Khushi, wait let me put my glasses"
Payal peeked from her place to see an energetic Khushi dragging buaji who was mumbling her own phrases. Her heart drummed against her rib cage. She was afraid of her marriage, the marriage which she dare to dream after her broken marriage. In a nook of her heart, a fear of her marriage still reside there. She knows, if the truth was out before everyone then her future will be a question mark. Even if everyone accept her, she was scared about manorama maa's reaction. Will she accept her after knowing the truth???
"Khushi enough. Just tell me what happened there" Payal hopped from her place.
Seeing her desperateness Khushi have no heart to delay in telling the happenings. She narrated what all conspired between her, Aakash, Arnav and Nani.
Payal let her lungs to fill oxygen only after knowing her marriage has no qualms.
"Now like a good bride, jiji is going to ready like a princess" Khushi chirped twirling Payal.
Payal smiled which reached her eyes.
"Finally, everything is well" Garima heaved a sigh.
"Nothing is well Garima. Still that Shyam is living under the roof, not everyone is aware of this" Buaji's worried voice reopened the balmed mind.
Leaving Payal, Khushi held buaji and Garima palm in her each "Arnavji is there na. He's with us, he'll make everything alright"
Garima looked at her with hesitation. Khushi squinted her eyes in assurance.
Payal hugged her from back and whispered on her ear "What's with you and arnavji?"
Khushi hiccupped and stare at her with wide eyes.
"No..thing..." Khushi stuttered sprinting away.
Payal raised her eyebrows and following her.
"Seems like another wedding is on the way Garima" Garima couldn't help but agree on her words.
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"Khushi, you didn't answer me. What's with you and arnavji?" Payal nudged khushi's elbow who was rummaging her cupboard.
Khushi remained tight lipped giving hints to Payal unknowingly.
"I never know you could work hard on our wish" Said Payal.
Khushi frowned "What wish?"
"You forget it pagli. Remember how we dreamt of marrying brothers and to live in same house" Payal answered with a teasing smile.
Khushi darted immediately "Don't speak stupid jiji"
Even though she behaved as if irritated by her suggestions, her expressions told another story to Payal.
Her cheeks reddened and her lips curved in a shy smile which she's trying hard to hide. Isn't it said that, one who avoid your eye contact was doing exact opposite of what they're saying.
"Smart are we? Don't forget I am elder to you. And I can really see how rubbish my talk were" Payal cocked her brows.
Khushi continued to arrange her lehenga and taking matching accessories for the dress trying hard to evade from Payal scrutinizing gaze and her twisted questions.
Payal snatched her dress and distracted her "Tell me Khushi. Who admitted first? Leave it, how you two ended up being together. I still can't digest this. You always say you hate him and scolding him in each and every talks and what changed now?"
Khushi shook her head in denial "What you're thinking is totally absurd jiji. Today is your wedding, go and daydream about Aakashji than probing me"
Payal adamantly palmed Khushi cheeks "Don't try to fool me Khushi. I can feel what place you gave him in your heart. When he didn't reach here like he informed, you went hysterical and when you saw him with wound on his forehead you were scared Khushi, aren't you?"
Khushi closed her eyes when his image of standing there with bandage on his forehead appeared infront of her closed pupil. To say, she was terrified when she saw him. A lone tear trailed down her cheeks when the one hour torture of not knowing his whereabouts knocked her again.
She opened her eyes when a thumb wiped the tears. Payal stood there with concern dripping from her each and every cell.
She made Khushi to sit and cupped her cheeks "What's bothering you Khushi? I am seeing you from the time you came from RM, you're not into yourself. Anything bad happened there which you're hiding from us?"
Khushi held Payal's both wrists.
"I am afraid jiji. Shyamji is still there. Now he knows arnavji escaped from accident. In his thrist of money, he can do something even more worse. Do you think, I am selfish that I.. feel.. he... Arnavji is my.. only family..." Khushi closed her eyes tightly in guilt.
She doesn't mean to say, she's thinking her family is not her own but is true that what she feel for Arnav was her only family. She felt, she can claim her authority on him without any restriction, without any limitation. He'll be her very own relation. He'll be her's. And she won't owe anything to him other than love.
Her family gave her everything. They give her shelter when she was orphaned. They gave her a bauji, amma, buaji and jiji. They gave her their name when she was exposed to the society. They gave her their precious love even though buaji pointed out few times. They gave her education and accepted her as their daughter. They gave everything but still a part of her heart made her feel outsider. Her bauji did everything keeping her in mind still she felt grateful to them for giving her shelter and raising her, why is so? We never feel debited to our parents but she felt when her bauji shop got closed, she felt when her jiji's first marriage broke, she felt when they first step into Delhi, she felt when she started to go for work, she felt when buaji forced her to marry Shyam, she felt when her engagement broke by the true colours of Shyam, she felt when her jiji is engaged to the same family where Shyam lives, she felt when she was made to hide the truth for her sister marriage. Isn't it wrong?
"It's not wrong Khushi. Somewhere we failed to give you the feel of family, that's why you felt the love outside, that to with the one whom you claims to hate" Payal swallowed her hurt. She can't understand what and where they went wrong.
Khushi frantically consoled her "It's not your fault jiji. I was wrong. I should not feel like that"
Payal shook her head palming her cheeks wiping her tears "Don't cry. You cried enough. You can't control your feelings and push your thoughts to heart. You done that enough. Now it's time to live. Live with your love. I.. I am afraid Khushi, arnavji was short tempered, egoistic person. You're totally opposite from him. You two cannot stay without fight. I mean, how can you both live under a single room for lifetime"
Khushi smiled through her misted eyes and trailed towards window.
"It's not hate jiji. We were trying to push the love we felt the instant. If he was the cause of my pain then he was the healer too. If he was the one who pushed me far then he was the one who pulled me towards him. If he was the one who made me shed tears then he was the one who wipe it though indirectly. If he was the one who send me to death then he was the one who gave oxygen to me to live. If he was the one who showed hate then he was the one who shows love too. He can be a closed book to the rest but not for me. He's the missing part of my life. Didn't you heard Opposite attracts. That's what happened with us. He was an iron and I was a magnet!" Khushi finished with a beaming smile.
Payal hugged her from back in happiness.
"So you both confessed and when you guys planning for marriage?" Asked she.
Khushi pouted and nodded in dismay.
"Laadgovernor. Words doesn't come out of his mouth easily. We need to snatch it from him. He's playing peek a boo with me. But who can win from Khushi Kumari Gupta"
Wait and watch Mr. Arnav Singh Raizada! You yourself will come to me and confess your love. It's my promise, Swore Khushi.
And she smirked and Payal frowned seeing her smirk.
*7*
"What happened there Khushi? There's no problem right. Did Shyam harmed you? How is Anjaliji? What does dadiji and maaji said? Khushi speak something" Payal shook Khushi vigorously as soon as Khushi stepped into the house.
"Jiji. Stop. Stop.. Take a take breath. Bride shouldn't be worry like this" Khushi dragged her through the hallway.
"Khushi.. you came" Garima took fast strides to reach her.
"Haan Haan.. I came as single piece like I went. Where's buaji? I'll tell you all everything in detail" Khushi muttered making Garima to sit beside Payal and went in search of buaji.
"This Khushi na..." Payal hissed not having ounce of patience to know what happened there.
Can I call Aakashji? He knows what happened? But how can I call him when amma was sitting right beside me, Payal mused. She fiddled her fingers circling the end of her dupatta. Fortunately, the guests were directed to Raizada guest house at earlier owing to their small house.
"Arey Khushi, wait let me put my glasses"
Payal peeked from her place to see an energetic Khushi dragging buaji who was mumbling her own phrases. Her heart drummed against her rib cage. She was afraid of her marriage, the marriage which she dare to dream after her broken marriage. In a nook of her heart, a fear of her marriage still reside there. She knows, if the truth was out before everyone then her future will be a question mark. Even if everyone accept her, she was scared about manorama maa's reaction. Will she accept her after knowing the truth???
"Khushi enough. Just tell me what happened there" Payal hopped from her place.
Seeing her desperateness Khushi have no heart to delay in telling the happenings. She narrated what all conspired between her, Aakash, Arnav and Nani.
Payal let her lungs to fill oxygen only after knowing her marriage has no qualms.
"Now like a good bride, jiji is going to ready like a princess" Khushi chirped twirling Payal.
Payal smiled which reached her eyes.
"Finally, everything is well" Garima heaved a sigh.
"Nothing is well Garima. Still that Shyam is living under the roof, not everyone is aware of this" Buaji's worried voice reopened the balmed mind.
Leaving Payal, Khushi held buaji and Garima palm in her each "Arnavji is there na. He's with us, he'll make everything alright"
Garima looked at her with hesitation. Khushi squinted her eyes in assurance.
Payal hugged her from back and whispered on her ear "What's with you and arnavji?"
Khushi hiccupped and stare at her with wide eyes.
"No..thing..." Khushi stuttered sprinting away.
Payal raised her eyebrows and following her.
"Seems like another wedding is on the way Garima" Garima couldn't help but agree on her words.
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"Khushi, you didn't answer me. What's with you and arnavji?" Payal nudged khushi's elbow who was rummaging her cupboard.
Khushi remained tight lipped giving hints to Payal unknowingly.
"I never know you could work hard on our wish" Said Payal.
Khushi frowned "What wish?"
"You forget it pagli. Remember how we dreamt of marrying brothers and to live in same house" Payal answered with a teasing smile.
Khushi darted immediately "Don't speak stupid jiji"
Even though she behaved as if irritated by her suggestions, her expressions told another story to Payal.
Her cheeks reddened and her lips curved in a shy smile which she's trying hard to hide. Isn't it said that, one who avoid your eye contact was doing exact opposite of what they're saying.
"Smart are we? Don't forget I am elder to you. And I can really see how rubbish my talk were" Payal cocked her brows.
Khushi continued to arrange her lehenga and taking matching accessories for the dress trying hard to evade from Payal scrutinizing gaze and her twisted questions.
Payal snatched her dress and distracted her "Tell me Khushi. Who admitted first? Leave it, how you two ended up being together. I still can't digest this. You always say you hate him and scolding him in each and every talks and what changed now?"
Khushi shook her head in denial "What you're thinking is totally absurd jiji. Today is your wedding, go and daydream about Aakashji than probing me"
Payal adamantly palmed Khushi cheeks "Don't try to fool me Khushi. I can feel what place you gave him in your heart. When he didn't reach here like he informed, you went hysterical and when you saw him with wound on his forehead you were scared Khushi, aren't you?"
Khushi closed her eyes when his image of standing there with bandage on his forehead appeared infront of her closed pupil. To say, she was terrified when she saw him. A lone tear trailed down her cheeks when the one hour torture of not knowing his whereabouts knocked her again.
She opened her eyes when a thumb wiped the tears. Payal stood there with concern dripping from her each and every cell.
She made Khushi to sit and cupped her cheeks "What's bothering you Khushi? I am seeing you from the time you came from RM, you're not into yourself. Anything bad happened there which you're hiding from us?"
Khushi held Payal's both wrists.
"I am afraid jiji. Shyamji is still there. Now he knows arnavji escaped from accident. In his thrist of money, he can do something even more worse. Do you think, I am selfish that I.. feel.. he... Arnavji is my.. only family..." Khushi closed her eyes tightly in guilt.
She doesn't mean to say, she's thinking her family is not her own but is true that what she feel for Arnav was her only family. She felt, she can claim her authority on him without any restriction, without any limitation. He'll be her very own relation. He'll be her's. And she won't owe anything to him other than love.
Her family gave her everything. They give her shelter when she was orphaned. They gave her a bauji, amma, buaji and jiji. They gave her their name when she was exposed to the society. They gave her their precious love even though buaji pointed out few times. They gave her education and accepted her as their daughter. They gave everything but still a part of her heart made her feel outsider. Her bauji did everything keeping her in mind still she felt grateful to them for giving her shelter and raising her, why is so? We never feel debited to our parents but she felt when her bauji shop got closed, she felt when her jiji's first marriage broke, she felt when they first step into Delhi, she felt when she started to go for work, she felt when buaji forced her to marry Shyam, she felt when her engagement broke by the true colours of Shyam, she felt when her jiji is engaged to the same family where Shyam lives, she felt when she was made to hide the truth for her sister marriage. Isn't it wrong?
"It's not wrong Khushi. Somewhere we failed to give you the feel of family, that's why you felt the love outside, that to with the one whom you claims to hate" Payal swallowed her hurt. She can't understand what and where they went wrong.
Khushi frantically consoled her "It's not your fault jiji. I was wrong. I should not feel like that"
Payal shook her head palming her cheeks wiping her tears "Don't cry. You cried enough. You can't control your feelings and push your thoughts to heart. You done that enough. Now it's time to live. Live with your love. I.. I am afraid Khushi, arnavji was short tempered, egoistic person. You're totally opposite from him. You two cannot stay without fight. I mean, how can you both live under a single room for lifetime"
Khushi smiled through her misted eyes and trailed towards window.
"It's not hate jiji. We were trying to push the love we felt the instant. If he was the cause of my pain then he was the healer too. If he was the one who pushed me far then he was the one who pulled me towards him. If he was the one who made me shed tears then he was the one who wipe it though indirectly. If he was the one who send me to death then he was the one who gave oxygen to me to live. If he was the one who showed hate then he was the one who shows love too. He can be a closed book to the rest but not for me. He's the missing part of my life. Didn't you heard Opposite attracts. That's what happened with us. He was an iron and I was a magnet!" Khushi finished with a beaming smile.
Payal hugged her from back in happiness.
"So you both confessed and when you guys planning for marriage?" Asked she.
Khushi pouted and nodded in dismay.
"Laadgovernor. Words doesn't come out of his mouth easily. We need to snatch it from him. He's playing peek a boo with me. But who can win from Khushi Kumari Gupta"
Wait and watch Mr. Arnav Singh Raizada! You yourself will come to me and confess your love. It's my promise, Swore Khushi.
And she smirked and Payal frowned seeing her smirk.
*8*
"Bhai what's with you and khushiji?" Aakash asked cautiously gauging his bhai reaction. If he find slight irritation or annoyance in Arnav stance, he planned to run away from there even before his bhai could utter his, what the.
Arnav raised his brows at his audacity for asking this question and shrugged his shoulders "Nothing"
Aakash furrowed his brows trying to read his inarticulate brother. He know, there is surely something brewing up between them else Arnav would not been hugging her when he saw them at Gupta house.
Mustering the courage he stood infront Arnav blocking him "Bhai isn't it a good idea. We marrying sisters and there won't be any tiff between our partners and we wouldn't be forced to stay apart. I never imagined this would happen..."
"Don't talk rubbish aakash. Today is your marriage dream about that rather than investigating me" Eventhough a smile threatening to broke out from Arnav lips he managed to mask his emotions.
"I may be younger to you bhai. But I know what you are and what you like. We are living in same house bhai. I can see the difference" He couragely confronted him.
Arnav raised his brows in shock.
"If you know me so well then you know the answer for this question too" Arnav effortlessly dodged the topic and turned the table.
Akash sulked at Arnav answer "Bhai this is not fair. Won't you give me the privilege of knowing your feelings after khushiji"
"Then you'll get to know after her"
"That does mean you didn't confide your feelings with her" Aakash shrieked in shock.
Arnav cursed himself for indirectly letting out his feelings.
"Bhai don't delay to let khushiji know about your feelings. Life is unpredictable bhai. Didn't we experienced enough of it? Our.. di life was perfect till today morning that's what we thought but see now... I don't know how di would take all this.. Bhai I am scared of her reaction. Bhai..." Aakash voice cracked at the end as the conversation took another direction.
Arnav hopped from his place "AAKASH Di will not do anything like maa did. Do you hear me? She'll not leave us. She has me, you, Nani and she has our everyone's SUPPORT"
"Yes bhai, she'll not. She has us. Calm down" Aakash hugged him without second thought. He rubbed his back trying to soothe his tense muscles for first time. It was always di who will console Arnav whenever he was upset. But when the problem was about his di the tables turned. The ever stiff, indifferent brother of his accepted his effort of providing support.
He clearly remembered the day when his Bua family crumpled down. The day along with Arnav he too teased his di one or two times siding with Arnav. From the start he's always a shy boy. Maybe it was the effect of single child or maybe the patience and calmness was the result of bearing his over exciting loud mother. Di was so beautiful, so happy. Like every child he too thought, life was a smooth path with small harmless stones. But that day broke all the bubbles. Starting from ever exciting day in which no one imagined that everything will turn upside down crashing all the souls. The mistake of single person swallowed a whole family robbing the happiness of the family till eternity. Rest was not to be explained in words.
Aakash broke the hug and adjusted his spectacles averting his eyes. An awkwardness filled the room as the brothers stood with hesitation waiting for other to initiate the talk. Aakash though bravely confronted him, he felt reluctant to meet his bhai eyes whom he never openly questioned nor shared his emotions. As nature Arnav was uncertain to proceed the conversation further.
"Er.. Bhai don't you think it's high time you should take a step forward in your personal life" Aakash cleared his throat knowing he'll not get this golden chance once again if he missed it now.
Arnav shook his head "First we should concentrate on di"
Aakash face turned serious "Don't mistake me bhai. But I want to know what place khushiji have in your life"
Arnav shocked at the tone of his voice and his question "What rubbish aakash?"
"As soon to be brother-in-law of her, I want assurance of her life. I can see your love for her but other than that..." He trailed down his words and gazed directly at Arnav's stunned eyes. He's not his brother now but brother-in-law/brother of Khushi who wish to cross check the groom before handing her life to him. Just because Arnav is his bhai, he cannot afford Khushi life with him.
The stunned eyes of Arnav soon turned rigid when his brain registered Aakash words "Do you think I am playing around with her" His words and clenched jaws shows his rage.
Aakash remains calm, composed man who has only task in hand "I am not saying you're playing around with her. I am asking about her place. You always say, only di matters to you, only di has priority in your life, only Di's happiness matters to you. So I am afraid what if she fell into your prey of priority? There's no assurance that you'll not take her for granted in order to please di. What if she got hurt in the process?"
Arnav looked at him in disbelief "Aakash that was before I realised my feelings for her"
Aakash shook his head not accepting his reason "You just did now bhai. Didn't you said first we'll look after di? Even khushiji was affected by Shyam. If the truth come open before everyone khushiji also will be affected though not more than di. But wouldn't she get depressed when everyone question her. Tell me are you going to lend your support or going to keep silent planning to look into the matter later. If you're going to do so, then I am sorry to say bhai you're not loving her enough to give her the right of belonging you. I am not accusing you or anything. I am stating the fact, you need to change your priorities. If you're planning to lead a happy life with her then you should abandon your priorities and give equal weightage to both"
"Does it apply only to me or it will apply to you too?" Arnav asked with raised brows.
Aakash forehead creased in uncertain "I didn't get you bhai"
"I think it applies to you Aakash. Don't you think you're in the same position as mine though quite twisted one" Arnav saw him frowning and realised he didn't get the point, so he continued.
"Don't you think there was cold war between Payal and Mami. Moreover if I am not wrong mami was not aware of Payal's first broken marriage"
Aakash stood rooted to his spot by the similarity he pointed out.
"Don't you think everything will be out once Shyam matter come out. What do you think Mami will do? Doesn't she demand your priority? She's not going to accept Payal wholeheartedly. If Khushi was like your sister, then Payal was also my sister. Do you think I'll sit quiet if you mess with her?"
Aakash bend his head down with a small smile "Ok I agree you're elder one"
"Don't worry aakash, before problem could touch her it should pass through me. She's my responsibility. If di was my mother then she was my better half. And not to forget the whom in question will not let me do any mistake" Arnav said with smile.
"Uff... Tough night ahead for us bhai" Aakash closed his eyes as anxiousness start to spread to his system.
"Leave everything on me. Enjoy your wedding. You dreamed about this day a lot" Arnav said placing his palm on his shoulder in assurance. Whatever assurance they keep throwing to each other, deep down they know this night would not be easy.
"Hey Aakash, nannav what are you chatting without me"
They both sighed seeing Nk coming inside with chips pocket on his hand.
"Aakash don't be a spoilt sport like nannav. Today is your marriage" Nk sneered gobbling the chips.
Arnav shook his head in despair and took his mobile to call the person who can lessen his anxiousness. Moving aside to the poolside he dialled her number.
"Khushi..." He whispers as soon as call was attended.
"What happened arnavji? Why are you sounding dull?" She cooed from another side.
He gripped the mobile phone tight in his fist as the strange urge of wanting to see her hit him hard "Di..." He couldn't whisper more than this. He fear if he spoke more than one word he'll broke down.
"You're there for her" She repeated what she said few hours before.
"But I ne.. ed.. YOU. Will you be on my side when.. she face the horrible truth of her life? Will you be my supp..?"
On the other side Khushi who was on mission to make him to say the three words got worried hearing his vulnerable voice. Not wanting him to break down she chirped from other side.
"Is this a question to ask? I'll be there soon arnavji. Wait for me"
Arnav lips stretched a little as her, wait for me reminded him of his order at morning. He said to her in the same way she's saying.
"I'll be waiting..." He whispered and added with smirk "You know I have little patience"
"I know, I know.. laadgovernor..." Her annoyed voice boomed before it got end. Arnav rubbed his forehead with a smile. The worried heart got rest as soon as he was done with her phone call. The restlessness he felt ceased spreading silence. Who knows it must be a Silence before storm!
Arnav raised his brows at his audacity for asking this question and shrugged his shoulders "Nothing"
Aakash furrowed his brows trying to read his inarticulate brother. He know, there is surely something brewing up between them else Arnav would not been hugging her when he saw them at Gupta house.
Mustering the courage he stood infront Arnav blocking him "Bhai isn't it a good idea. We marrying sisters and there won't be any tiff between our partners and we wouldn't be forced to stay apart. I never imagined this would happen..."
"Don't talk rubbish aakash. Today is your marriage dream about that rather than investigating me" Eventhough a smile threatening to broke out from Arnav lips he managed to mask his emotions.
"I may be younger to you bhai. But I know what you are and what you like. We are living in same house bhai. I can see the difference" He couragely confronted him.
Arnav raised his brows in shock.
"If you know me so well then you know the answer for this question too" Arnav effortlessly dodged the topic and turned the table.
Akash sulked at Arnav answer "Bhai this is not fair. Won't you give me the privilege of knowing your feelings after khushiji"
"Then you'll get to know after her"
"That does mean you didn't confide your feelings with her" Aakash shrieked in shock.
Arnav cursed himself for indirectly letting out his feelings.
"Bhai don't delay to let khushiji know about your feelings. Life is unpredictable bhai. Didn't we experienced enough of it? Our.. di life was perfect till today morning that's what we thought but see now... I don't know how di would take all this.. Bhai I am scared of her reaction. Bhai..." Aakash voice cracked at the end as the conversation took another direction.
Arnav hopped from his place "AAKASH Di will not do anything like maa did. Do you hear me? She'll not leave us. She has me, you, Nani and she has our everyone's SUPPORT"
"Yes bhai, she'll not. She has us. Calm down" Aakash hugged him without second thought. He rubbed his back trying to soothe his tense muscles for first time. It was always di who will console Arnav whenever he was upset. But when the problem was about his di the tables turned. The ever stiff, indifferent brother of his accepted his effort of providing support.
He clearly remembered the day when his Bua family crumpled down. The day along with Arnav he too teased his di one or two times siding with Arnav. From the start he's always a shy boy. Maybe it was the effect of single child or maybe the patience and calmness was the result of bearing his over exciting loud mother. Di was so beautiful, so happy. Like every child he too thought, life was a smooth path with small harmless stones. But that day broke all the bubbles. Starting from ever exciting day in which no one imagined that everything will turn upside down crashing all the souls. The mistake of single person swallowed a whole family robbing the happiness of the family till eternity. Rest was not to be explained in words.
Aakash broke the hug and adjusted his spectacles averting his eyes. An awkwardness filled the room as the brothers stood with hesitation waiting for other to initiate the talk. Aakash though bravely confronted him, he felt reluctant to meet his bhai eyes whom he never openly questioned nor shared his emotions. As nature Arnav was uncertain to proceed the conversation further.
"Er.. Bhai don't you think it's high time you should take a step forward in your personal life" Aakash cleared his throat knowing he'll not get this golden chance once again if he missed it now.
Arnav shook his head "First we should concentrate on di"
Aakash face turned serious "Don't mistake me bhai. But I want to know what place khushiji have in your life"
Arnav shocked at the tone of his voice and his question "What rubbish aakash?"
"As soon to be brother-in-law of her, I want assurance of her life. I can see your love for her but other than that..." He trailed down his words and gazed directly at Arnav's stunned eyes. He's not his brother now but brother-in-law/brother of Khushi who wish to cross check the groom before handing her life to him. Just because Arnav is his bhai, he cannot afford Khushi life with him.
The stunned eyes of Arnav soon turned rigid when his brain registered Aakash words "Do you think I am playing around with her" His words and clenched jaws shows his rage.
Aakash remains calm, composed man who has only task in hand "I am not saying you're playing around with her. I am asking about her place. You always say, only di matters to you, only di has priority in your life, only Di's happiness matters to you. So I am afraid what if she fell into your prey of priority? There's no assurance that you'll not take her for granted in order to please di. What if she got hurt in the process?"
Arnav looked at him in disbelief "Aakash that was before I realised my feelings for her"
Aakash shook his head not accepting his reason "You just did now bhai. Didn't you said first we'll look after di? Even khushiji was affected by Shyam. If the truth come open before everyone khushiji also will be affected though not more than di. But wouldn't she get depressed when everyone question her. Tell me are you going to lend your support or going to keep silent planning to look into the matter later. If you're going to do so, then I am sorry to say bhai you're not loving her enough to give her the right of belonging you. I am not accusing you or anything. I am stating the fact, you need to change your priorities. If you're planning to lead a happy life with her then you should abandon your priorities and give equal weightage to both"
"Does it apply only to me or it will apply to you too?" Arnav asked with raised brows.
Aakash forehead creased in uncertain "I didn't get you bhai"
"I think it applies to you Aakash. Don't you think you're in the same position as mine though quite twisted one" Arnav saw him frowning and realised he didn't get the point, so he continued.
"Don't you think there was cold war between Payal and Mami. Moreover if I am not wrong mami was not aware of Payal's first broken marriage"
Aakash stood rooted to his spot by the similarity he pointed out.
"Don't you think everything will be out once Shyam matter come out. What do you think Mami will do? Doesn't she demand your priority? She's not going to accept Payal wholeheartedly. If Khushi was like your sister, then Payal was also my sister. Do you think I'll sit quiet if you mess with her?"
Aakash bend his head down with a small smile "Ok I agree you're elder one"
"Don't worry aakash, before problem could touch her it should pass through me. She's my responsibility. If di was my mother then she was my better half. And not to forget the whom in question will not let me do any mistake" Arnav said with smile.
"Uff... Tough night ahead for us bhai" Aakash closed his eyes as anxiousness start to spread to his system.
"Leave everything on me. Enjoy your wedding. You dreamed about this day a lot" Arnav said placing his palm on his shoulder in assurance. Whatever assurance they keep throwing to each other, deep down they know this night would not be easy.
"Hey Aakash, nannav what are you chatting without me"
They both sighed seeing Nk coming inside with chips pocket on his hand.
"Aakash don't be a spoilt sport like nannav. Today is your marriage" Nk sneered gobbling the chips.
Arnav shook his head in despair and took his mobile to call the person who can lessen his anxiousness. Moving aside to the poolside he dialled her number.
"Khushi..." He whispers as soon as call was attended.
"What happened arnavji? Why are you sounding dull?" She cooed from another side.
He gripped the mobile phone tight in his fist as the strange urge of wanting to see her hit him hard "Di..." He couldn't whisper more than this. He fear if he spoke more than one word he'll broke down.
"You're there for her" She repeated what she said few hours before.
"But I ne.. ed.. YOU. Will you be on my side when.. she face the horrible truth of her life? Will you be my supp..?"
On the other side Khushi who was on mission to make him to say the three words got worried hearing his vulnerable voice. Not wanting him to break down she chirped from other side.
"Is this a question to ask? I'll be there soon arnavji. Wait for me"
Arnav lips stretched a little as her, wait for me reminded him of his order at morning. He said to her in the same way she's saying.
"I'll be waiting..." He whispered and added with smirk "You know I have little patience"
"I know, I know.. laadgovernor..." Her annoyed voice boomed before it got end. Arnav rubbed his forehead with a smile. The worried heart got rest as soon as he was done with her phone call. The restlessness he felt ceased spreading silence. Who knows it must be a Silence before storm!
*9*
Standing infront of the mirror he ruffled his perfectly gelled hair. The thought of unleashing Shyam face itself seems disgusting. How'll his di take this truth?
He feel like to pluck out all his hairs. His nani is right. Why is it always happening with them? Why is it always girl from their family have to go through the same phase? Why?? I wrote my destiny right. Then why couldn't I write hers. Why couldn't I revise my di life? Why the bloody hell I trusted Shyam? How did I missed the clues many times?, He become restless by each passing minute.
"Chotte you're not ready yet?"
He stopped his actions and raised his eyes to the source. Anjali stood there with a fake stern glare.
His emotions went high seeing her happy in her world. His heart twisted in pain "Di.."
"What di? I was thinking that my other brother will also give me the news of getting hitched in marriage and in turn I would surprise him" She pouted in dismay oblivious to her brothers inner turmoil.
"Will I get the honour of seeing your marriage in this lifetime ever chotte?"
"Why are you dragging this now? Go and enjoy Aakash wedding" He averted his eyes not able to see her shining eyes which are going to shed tears in some hours. He's her brother who would do anything for his sister for crying out loud, but he couldn't do anything to stop her from facing the horrible truth of her life. It's better to know earlier than living in facade.
"Don't try to dodge this topic. And chalo, you have a surprise infact everyone have at the end of today... But... Since you're my lovely chotte, I thought to give you an offer..." She winked and took the perfume. When she met with silence, she herself initiated her half duplex talk.
"Won't you ask me what?" She literally bounced in joy spraying the perfume on him.
"What?" His lips asked for namesake whereas his heart was mouldering. He was heartless man only for outside world not for his inside world which consists of his family and especially his di.
"It's not fair rani Sahiba. Won't you tell me before revealing your surprise to your chotte?" Shyam entered eavesdropping their conversation.
Arnav fingers automatically curled into a fist. Blood rushed through his veins seeing him pouting on his di with his horrible face. He badly wish to smack his face. He need to shed some blood, what he shed few hours before and what her di going to shed in some hours.
"Why would she've to tell you first? Don't forget she's my di even before you came into her life" He told sternly. Probably he raised voice against him for very first time.
Shyam face changed in microseconds while Anjali looked at him in shock.
"Chotte... What is this?"
"I was just joking di. Can't I do that too? I thought you want me to change" He effortlessly shun Anjali doubts.
Shyam cleared his throat and held her hand "Err... It's getting later rani Sahiba. Come we've to go down"
Anjali nodded and throws a worried glance at Arnav and started to walk outside.
She took only two steps and stopped abruptly as she happened to felt a jerk. Frowning she turned back. Her another arm was held by Arnav who was holding onto her like a kid grabbing his mother dress.
Anjali finally noticed her brother's indifferent behaviour "Chotte... What happened to you? Are you ok?"
Shoving Shyam hand she cupped Arnav cheeks. He gulped trying to swallow the tears which are trying to spill out.
"I.. need your help. My tie is missing" He said the first thought came into his brain.
"Uff... You scared me chotte.." She smiled at him affectionately and turned towards to Shyam "I'll come down with chotte..."
Shyam gave a tight smile before excusing himself from there.
***
"I am scared Khushi"
"Oh jiji. What's there to get scared? You're going to tie nuptial with your pyari Aakashji.."
"Khushi I am scared about Shyam"
Khushi stopped her actions. Already her heart was on war about the same thing.
"Your concern should be on your marriage payalia" Came the voice from outside.
Both sisters turned towards the source.
"We hid the truth for two reasons. One for Anjali betiya and another for payalia. There was nothing that can make Anjali betiya life better than throwing Shyam out. But that was not in case with payalia. There are only few hours left for payalia to step into her new life. At least there should be a justification for our lie. Payalia marriage will have to happen without problem. Least we could satisfy ourselves for hiding the truth if her marriage happens without problems"
Khushi looked at buaji with uncertainty.
"Jiji is right Khushi betiya. Just few hours don't think anything other than Payal marriage. Adding to our strength now even Arnav bituwa and Aakash bituwa was aware of Shyam truth. Devayaniji called us and told that marriage would happen without any problem" Garima acknowledged and summed up buaji talks.
"But..." Payal opened her mouth to speak but was interrupted by Khushi.
"She's right jiji. Your forehead will be like four line notebook if you keep worrying about everything"
Payal giggled at her choice of words "I don't know how I'll cope up without you in my life in Raizada parivaar"
"Soon she will follow you payalia. Don't worry" Buaji squealed in her high pitched voice. Khushi averted her eyes trying hard to avoid the pink hue spreading across her cheeks.
Garima fondly caressed her daughter cheeks "Get ready girls..."
***
"Wow... You're looking gor.. nice khushiji" Nk greeted the Gupta's.
Khushi blushed slightly shaking her head in acceptance while buaji looked at him as if he was alien. Nani and Anjali who was arranging the thali looked up with a smile
"Payalji... khushiji..." Anjali shouted in glee and shared a formal hug before circling the thali across Payal.
"Welcome would be Raizada bahu" Nani welcomed giving her blessings when the girls bend down touching her feet.
While the elders sharing the pleasantries couple of eyes searched for the particular someone.
"Khushiji are you searching for anyone?"
Khushi fiddled her fingers nervously for getting caught red handed. She forced a smile and nodded as no.
As everyone was escorted to their respective bride room which was allocated solely for Gupta's, Khushi stopped herself from joining them.
Nk who seemed to notice her aloofness came to her with a bag of flowers "Khushiji can you help me in fixing this decoration? You know I am having difficulty"
"Woh nanehji... I mean.. I have some other work.." She tried to escape from there. All her eyes wish to see was that certain Raizada. From the moment she stepped into Raizada mansion, she expected him to appear before her giving her his lopsided smile. Her heart went out for him. She knows he must be having hard time to cope up with the truth. And that snake being roaming around holding Anjali arms would add fuel to his rage. She feared his patience would snap soon and moreover the amount of pain his eyes showed was haunting her.
"Welcome khushiji.." A sneerful voice alarmed the both.
Khushi even felt disgusted to raise her eyes to meet him but along with that a fury begin to brew inside her as the accident flashed in the back of her mind. She gritted her teeth to avoid herself from pulling his collar and punching black and blue right across his face.
"Jijaji will you help me with this? No no you have to help me with this" Nk requested and then forcefully dragged Shyam away from Khushi.
Khushi sighed in relief. Drifting her eyes towards the direction of his room, she took hurried steps.
Pushed open the door she gasped at the scene. There stood he infront of the mirror trying to peel off the bandage from his forehead. Marched forward, she shoved his hands harshly.
"What the hell are you doing arnavji?"
Arnav who didn't expected her arrival was stunned by her raised voice. Before Arnav could answer, she stepped forward. Taking a cotton ball from first aid kit which was on the side table, she raised on her toes.
Arnav looked at her keenly noticing her every expressions waited for her next set of actions. Supporting herself by placing her left palm on his shoulder, she tiptoed and blew his wound which was half opened and exposed. He didn't flinch nor reacted. His eyes closed automatically. Her proximity started to play havoc with his harmones and her caring was not helping him.
"The wound was still fresh. Who asked you to open it?" She scolded him wiping the wound carefully taking in note to not hurt him by any means. Her shouts which helded love and concern made him to yearn for more. Not that he's not getting scolded. His di and Nani constantly showed displeasure on his way of living. Not a day passed in his life without hearing his di remark on his habits. But to his surprise he liked to be getting scolded and cared by Khushi. It's not a new revelation. Back then he always instigated Khushi to pick up a fight with him. He knows which word should be used to get Khushi Gupta in warrior mode.
"Speak up. Don't know how you maintain the business. You don't even know how to take care of yourself. Already your diabetes are not in control. This wound is going to take lot of time to heal for the same reason. And you dared to open the fresh wound. Don't think that no one will question you" She scolded him, making the bandage after putting ointments on the wound.
"Why are you silent now? You always love to shut everyone who care for you, then why this silence now?" She scoffed creating a little distance between after finishing her task.
"Because someone has come to take care of me and I am enjoying the care and affection" He whispered still being in stance.
Khushi opened her mouth to retort but it hunged midway as the realisation of his words sunk in.
'He does like my care and affection. He was enjoying it. It's perfect time to instigate him to say those words' Khushi mused and smirked.
"I don't see anyone caring for you. Where is the person? Tell me I need to congratulate the person's bravery" She said sarcastically pretending to search for a person in the room.
Arnav thinned his lips and crossed his arms across his chest presenting a cool posture as if saying Pretend as much as you want!
"Say na arnavji. Won't you introduce the person to me?" She asked raising her voice.
"You always proudly declare that you're smart, isn't it? Now you get a perfect chance to prove that. Search and find that person by yourself" He turned the tables smartly and gave his lopsided smirk.
Khushi muttered some incoherent words before turning her heels to outside. Is it easy to escape from the lion who was desperate to spend some time with his lioness?
"Wah... Khushi Gupta was afraid. Did she just accepted her defeat? Or Did she indirectly accepted that she's not that smart as she portrays herself?"
The target hit bulls eyes. Khushi was enraged beyond limits. Yet she's determined to not give in first. It's not that she's stereotyped which she expects him to confess first but it's their ego was playing adding spice to their already firecracking chemistry.
"I did not know that Arnav Singh Raizada was afraid of Khushi Gupta" She stated coolly. This time it's turn for Arnav ego to get affected.
"Don't you dare. I am not afraid of anyone" He said dangerously coming close to her.
"Prove that Raizada..."
Next moment she gasped in horror. Her back was plastered to the wall and her lips was captured by a strong addictive ones. For few seconds her mind was blocked. When it registered she has no strength to come out of it. Her principles, morals took a back seat being captivated in his web. His warm palms on her cheeks raised heat on her frame while her palms raised automatically to wound around his neck.
Seems like eternity he rested his forehead against hers. Both are panting heavily. Inhaling a sharp breath he lowered his head placing comfortably on her shoulder.
"You're right. I am afraid. Now my fear was related to di. She... she was saying she has surprise for everyone. I don't know what it was. She seems so happy khushi. How can we reveal the truth? Wouldn't it break her heart? She's so happy about something" He murmured wrapping his arms around her shoulder.
Her palms draw soothing circles on his back "Everything will be fine. Truth should come out one day right. Then why not today? Her life was at stake arnavji. Don't you think her life was precious than her heart? Half of her heart was with you. If one half broke there was you on other side who could make anything right for her life. Trust me"
"I trust you khushi..." With that he tightened his hold burying his face more into her skin.
Her heart synced in peace. What if he didn't admit in words, his actions are screaming his love for her. For anyone who would know Arnav Singh Raizada knows his incapability to put his heart into words. Khushi is one of them who knows him very well or she think so?
"Khushiji..."
Arnav and Khushi jumped out of their skin hearing the shout.
"Nk.." Arnav muttered coming out of the hug.
Nk voice neared them and Khushi hurriedly wiped Arnav lips with her dupatta. The frown on Arnav face ceased replacing a devilish smirk.
"Finally completed the incomplete task" He whispered for her to hear.
Khushi gave an angry stare and at the exact moment Nk entered there.
"I want to speak with you Khushiji"
Arnav furrowed his brows at the way Nk uttered the words.
He feel like to pluck out all his hairs. His nani is right. Why is it always happening with them? Why is it always girl from their family have to go through the same phase? Why?? I wrote my destiny right. Then why couldn't I write hers. Why couldn't I revise my di life? Why the bloody hell I trusted Shyam? How did I missed the clues many times?, He become restless by each passing minute.
"Chotte you're not ready yet?"
He stopped his actions and raised his eyes to the source. Anjali stood there with a fake stern glare.
His emotions went high seeing her happy in her world. His heart twisted in pain "Di.."
"What di? I was thinking that my other brother will also give me the news of getting hitched in marriage and in turn I would surprise him" She pouted in dismay oblivious to her brothers inner turmoil.
"Will I get the honour of seeing your marriage in this lifetime ever chotte?"
"Why are you dragging this now? Go and enjoy Aakash wedding" He averted his eyes not able to see her shining eyes which are going to shed tears in some hours. He's her brother who would do anything for his sister for crying out loud, but he couldn't do anything to stop her from facing the horrible truth of her life. It's better to know earlier than living in facade.
"Don't try to dodge this topic. And chalo, you have a surprise infact everyone have at the end of today... But... Since you're my lovely chotte, I thought to give you an offer..." She winked and took the perfume. When she met with silence, she herself initiated her half duplex talk.
"Won't you ask me what?" She literally bounced in joy spraying the perfume on him.
"What?" His lips asked for namesake whereas his heart was mouldering. He was heartless man only for outside world not for his inside world which consists of his family and especially his di.
"It's not fair rani Sahiba. Won't you tell me before revealing your surprise to your chotte?" Shyam entered eavesdropping their conversation.
Arnav fingers automatically curled into a fist. Blood rushed through his veins seeing him pouting on his di with his horrible face. He badly wish to smack his face. He need to shed some blood, what he shed few hours before and what her di going to shed in some hours.
"Why would she've to tell you first? Don't forget she's my di even before you came into her life" He told sternly. Probably he raised voice against him for very first time.
Shyam face changed in microseconds while Anjali looked at him in shock.
"Chotte... What is this?"
"I was just joking di. Can't I do that too? I thought you want me to change" He effortlessly shun Anjali doubts.
Shyam cleared his throat and held her hand "Err... It's getting later rani Sahiba. Come we've to go down"
Anjali nodded and throws a worried glance at Arnav and started to walk outside.
She took only two steps and stopped abruptly as she happened to felt a jerk. Frowning she turned back. Her another arm was held by Arnav who was holding onto her like a kid grabbing his mother dress.
Anjali finally noticed her brother's indifferent behaviour "Chotte... What happened to you? Are you ok?"
Shoving Shyam hand she cupped Arnav cheeks. He gulped trying to swallow the tears which are trying to spill out.
"I.. need your help. My tie is missing" He said the first thought came into his brain.
"Uff... You scared me chotte.." She smiled at him affectionately and turned towards to Shyam "I'll come down with chotte..."
Shyam gave a tight smile before excusing himself from there.
***
"I am scared Khushi"
"Oh jiji. What's there to get scared? You're going to tie nuptial with your pyari Aakashji.."
"Khushi I am scared about Shyam"
Khushi stopped her actions. Already her heart was on war about the same thing.
"Your concern should be on your marriage payalia" Came the voice from outside.
Both sisters turned towards the source.
"We hid the truth for two reasons. One for Anjali betiya and another for payalia. There was nothing that can make Anjali betiya life better than throwing Shyam out. But that was not in case with payalia. There are only few hours left for payalia to step into her new life. At least there should be a justification for our lie. Payalia marriage will have to happen without problem. Least we could satisfy ourselves for hiding the truth if her marriage happens without problems"
Khushi looked at buaji with uncertainty.
"Jiji is right Khushi betiya. Just few hours don't think anything other than Payal marriage. Adding to our strength now even Arnav bituwa and Aakash bituwa was aware of Shyam truth. Devayaniji called us and told that marriage would happen without any problem" Garima acknowledged and summed up buaji talks.
"But..." Payal opened her mouth to speak but was interrupted by Khushi.
"She's right jiji. Your forehead will be like four line notebook if you keep worrying about everything"
Payal giggled at her choice of words "I don't know how I'll cope up without you in my life in Raizada parivaar"
"Soon she will follow you payalia. Don't worry" Buaji squealed in her high pitched voice. Khushi averted her eyes trying hard to avoid the pink hue spreading across her cheeks.
Garima fondly caressed her daughter cheeks "Get ready girls..."
***
"Wow... You're looking gor.. nice khushiji" Nk greeted the Gupta's.
Khushi blushed slightly shaking her head in acceptance while buaji looked at him as if he was alien. Nani and Anjali who was arranging the thali looked up with a smile
"Payalji... khushiji..." Anjali shouted in glee and shared a formal hug before circling the thali across Payal.
"Welcome would be Raizada bahu" Nani welcomed giving her blessings when the girls bend down touching her feet.
While the elders sharing the pleasantries couple of eyes searched for the particular someone.
"Khushiji are you searching for anyone?"
Khushi fiddled her fingers nervously for getting caught red handed. She forced a smile and nodded as no.
As everyone was escorted to their respective bride room which was allocated solely for Gupta's, Khushi stopped herself from joining them.
Nk who seemed to notice her aloofness came to her with a bag of flowers "Khushiji can you help me in fixing this decoration? You know I am having difficulty"
"Woh nanehji... I mean.. I have some other work.." She tried to escape from there. All her eyes wish to see was that certain Raizada. From the moment she stepped into Raizada mansion, she expected him to appear before her giving her his lopsided smile. Her heart went out for him. She knows he must be having hard time to cope up with the truth. And that snake being roaming around holding Anjali arms would add fuel to his rage. She feared his patience would snap soon and moreover the amount of pain his eyes showed was haunting her.
"Welcome khushiji.." A sneerful voice alarmed the both.
Khushi even felt disgusted to raise her eyes to meet him but along with that a fury begin to brew inside her as the accident flashed in the back of her mind. She gritted her teeth to avoid herself from pulling his collar and punching black and blue right across his face.
"Jijaji will you help me with this? No no you have to help me with this" Nk requested and then forcefully dragged Shyam away from Khushi.
Khushi sighed in relief. Drifting her eyes towards the direction of his room, she took hurried steps.
Pushed open the door she gasped at the scene. There stood he infront of the mirror trying to peel off the bandage from his forehead. Marched forward, she shoved his hands harshly.
"What the hell are you doing arnavji?"
Arnav who didn't expected her arrival was stunned by her raised voice. Before Arnav could answer, she stepped forward. Taking a cotton ball from first aid kit which was on the side table, she raised on her toes.
Arnav looked at her keenly noticing her every expressions waited for her next set of actions. Supporting herself by placing her left palm on his shoulder, she tiptoed and blew his wound which was half opened and exposed. He didn't flinch nor reacted. His eyes closed automatically. Her proximity started to play havoc with his harmones and her caring was not helping him.
"The wound was still fresh. Who asked you to open it?" She scolded him wiping the wound carefully taking in note to not hurt him by any means. Her shouts which helded love and concern made him to yearn for more. Not that he's not getting scolded. His di and Nani constantly showed displeasure on his way of living. Not a day passed in his life without hearing his di remark on his habits. But to his surprise he liked to be getting scolded and cared by Khushi. It's not a new revelation. Back then he always instigated Khushi to pick up a fight with him. He knows which word should be used to get Khushi Gupta in warrior mode.
"Speak up. Don't know how you maintain the business. You don't even know how to take care of yourself. Already your diabetes are not in control. This wound is going to take lot of time to heal for the same reason. And you dared to open the fresh wound. Don't think that no one will question you" She scolded him, making the bandage after putting ointments on the wound.
"Why are you silent now? You always love to shut everyone who care for you, then why this silence now?" She scoffed creating a little distance between after finishing her task.
"Because someone has come to take care of me and I am enjoying the care and affection" He whispered still being in stance.
Khushi opened her mouth to retort but it hunged midway as the realisation of his words sunk in.
'He does like my care and affection. He was enjoying it. It's perfect time to instigate him to say those words' Khushi mused and smirked.
"I don't see anyone caring for you. Where is the person? Tell me I need to congratulate the person's bravery" She said sarcastically pretending to search for a person in the room.
Arnav thinned his lips and crossed his arms across his chest presenting a cool posture as if saying Pretend as much as you want!
"Say na arnavji. Won't you introduce the person to me?" She asked raising her voice.
"You always proudly declare that you're smart, isn't it? Now you get a perfect chance to prove that. Search and find that person by yourself" He turned the tables smartly and gave his lopsided smirk.
Khushi muttered some incoherent words before turning her heels to outside. Is it easy to escape from the lion who was desperate to spend some time with his lioness?
"Wah... Khushi Gupta was afraid. Did she just accepted her defeat? Or Did she indirectly accepted that she's not that smart as she portrays herself?"
The target hit bulls eyes. Khushi was enraged beyond limits. Yet she's determined to not give in first. It's not that she's stereotyped which she expects him to confess first but it's their ego was playing adding spice to their already firecracking chemistry.
"I did not know that Arnav Singh Raizada was afraid of Khushi Gupta" She stated coolly. This time it's turn for Arnav ego to get affected.
"Don't you dare. I am not afraid of anyone" He said dangerously coming close to her.
"Prove that Raizada..."
Next moment she gasped in horror. Her back was plastered to the wall and her lips was captured by a strong addictive ones. For few seconds her mind was blocked. When it registered she has no strength to come out of it. Her principles, morals took a back seat being captivated in his web. His warm palms on her cheeks raised heat on her frame while her palms raised automatically to wound around his neck.
Seems like eternity he rested his forehead against hers. Both are panting heavily. Inhaling a sharp breath he lowered his head placing comfortably on her shoulder.
"You're right. I am afraid. Now my fear was related to di. She... she was saying she has surprise for everyone. I don't know what it was. She seems so happy khushi. How can we reveal the truth? Wouldn't it break her heart? She's so happy about something" He murmured wrapping his arms around her shoulder.
Her palms draw soothing circles on his back "Everything will be fine. Truth should come out one day right. Then why not today? Her life was at stake arnavji. Don't you think her life was precious than her heart? Half of her heart was with you. If one half broke there was you on other side who could make anything right for her life. Trust me"
"I trust you khushi..." With that he tightened his hold burying his face more into her skin.
Her heart synced in peace. What if he didn't admit in words, his actions are screaming his love for her. For anyone who would know Arnav Singh Raizada knows his incapability to put his heart into words. Khushi is one of them who knows him very well or she think so?
"Khushiji..."
Arnav and Khushi jumped out of their skin hearing the shout.
"Nk.." Arnav muttered coming out of the hug.
Nk voice neared them and Khushi hurriedly wiped Arnav lips with her dupatta. The frown on Arnav face ceased replacing a devilish smirk.
"Finally completed the incomplete task" He whispered for her to hear.
Khushi gave an angry stare and at the exact moment Nk entered there.
"I want to speak with you Khushiji"
Arnav furrowed his brows at the way Nk uttered the words.
*10*
"What do you want to speak?" Asked Arnav gauging Nk reactions. His ASR brain got alarmed when Nk took a step forward.
"I'll tell it to khushiji... Come na Khushiji and I need your help too" Nk held the confused Khushi elbow unknowingly raising the temperature of the room.
Khushi who had been in confusion startled by the way Nk held her. All of sudden she started to feel uncomfortable. From the corner of her eyes she noticed the rigid frame of Arnav. Even though the sudden urge to tease him and make him jealous popped in her mind, she controlled it. She doesn't feel good by going close to Nk just to make Arnav jealous when they already crossed more phase.
"Nanehji let's talk after marriage. I've to help jiji. I'll be back soon" Saying this she released her elbow from his hold.
"It's urgent Khushiji. Please come with me" Before she could open her mouth to deny he dragged her to his room.
Arnav stood flabbergasted. It happened in blink of an eye that he didn't even get chance to hold him.
Possessiveness begin to capture his system "What the!!! He's dragging her, HER. How dare he?"
Without second thought he followed them. He saw Khushi saying something to him which he's refusing to hear.
'What happened to that monkey? How can he drag her like that? Dammit...' Cursing him on the way he failed to enter Nk room who closed the door with a thud.
Almost running Arnav raised his hand to knock the door.
"Chotte, what are you doing here? Did you collect evidence against him?" Nani asked in low voice.
Arnav closed his eyes in irritation and opened again staring at Nani directly "Leave everything to me. I made all the arrangements. Enjoy the wedding"
Nani fondly cupped his cheeks "How much burden you will carry chotte? Don't let your heart to turn into stone. We're here. Let us in chotte. Don't.. Don't go back into shell again if Anjali betiya broke down... I can't take it if something ha..."
Arnav hopped forward palming her lips "Don't worry about me Nani. You should not take stress. You handed this family responsibility to me knowing my capabilities. Trust me.. and regarding my heart it was already melted"
He winked making Nani to sigh in relief.
"And I know which melted you" She winked in return. Arnav laughed slightly trying to push aside the embarassment which started to creep in his system. The attention, the calm talks with family was giving him new vibes.
The exact moment Nk room door got opened, Khushi and Nk came out. Arnav's dancing eyes turned dark seeing Khushi standing calmly. If not for Nani presence he would've asked her in his way.
"Arey khushi betiya you're here? Come.. be with me" Nani held Khushi near her and eyed Arnav.
Arnav frowned and nodded when she eyed him sternly conveying something. Nani smiled at Nk before dragging Khushi with her.
"Nk what did you speak to her?" Asked Arnav as soon as Nani and Khushi were out of the sight.
"Err... Nothing nannav" Nk cleared his throat awkwardly.
Arnav nodded curtly before taking steps towards Nani room. He can sense something off with Nk. He'll ask this to Khushi but before that he has to follow Nani.
**
"Nani..." Arnav entered the room closing the door behind him. She took hurried steps towards him.
Clasping her palms into his she led him towards Khushi. Khushi stood up with her usual confusion washed plastered on her face.
"Unknowingly because of us Khushi betiya life had took a drastic turn chotte. You used to treat her bad and now I got to know this Shyam too. One or other way our family was the reason for her misery"
"Naniji that was nothing like that. Why are you speaking like this? If I was your own granddaughter, would you speak like this?"
Nani shook her head and caressed her cheeks fondly "You're gem betiya. Eventhough I was not in the state to get peace anytime soon, I feel content seeing you. You are light of a dark room betiya. I am giving you the permanent responsibility to lighten the darkness of this mansion... And you're my own granddaughter there was no doubt in that"
Khushi smiled in glee and hugged Nani to her heart content. Arnav stood with a smile content on seeing his important persons standing together and supporting each other in distrast. This is called family. This is what family is. They'll stand by you no matter what.
"Can I ask something betiya?" Nani asked breaking the hug.
Khushi faked a glare and turned showing her back. Arnav smiled at her antics. Nani raised her brows at Arnav in teasing manner for which he shrugged his shoulders.
With the same smile Nani moved and stood before khushi raising her chin "When will you become our bahu?"
"What the!!!"
Khushi hiccupped at her straight question. More than a question it looks like an announcement.
"Betiya you didn't answer me yet"
"Nani.. what are you asking?"
"I know what I am asking chotte. I don't know why I feel dark clouds circling around our family. Something is going to happen. Before I close my eyes I need to settle your life atleast. I trust you. You'll look after Anjali betiya. Aakash has Payal. I want to die in peace knowing my children's are happy"
"NANI... WHAT THE HELL YOU'RE TALKING? THERE'S NOTHING BAD GOING TO HAPPEN" Arnav breathed heavily and Nani wiped her eyes. She can feel something going to happen. Her instincts warning her and it never went wrong.
"I'll Nani. And trust me you're going to welcome me else I am not going to step here" Khushi pouted amidst of her tears.
***
"Bring the bride" Panditji announced. Anjali smiled ear to ear getting up. Aakash looked up eagerly. Though he presents himself as a desperate groom who was in so much love wishing nothing but to held his love in his arms, his heart was thudding in anxiety. He never thought the day which he eagrly waited for, would turn into a something like this. He'll never forget his wedding day ever in his life. So many revelations, so many bitter truth, so much recklessness.
He saw Payal descending down the stairs. Smiling at her genuinely he wandered his eyes to see the other members.
His father and mother was bickering with each other even now eyeing Payal. His dadi was smiling at them yet her smile didn't reached her eyes. His di was beaming and glowing literally having no idea of what's happening around her. Nk who was so much eager to enjoy this wedding earlier was now standing in a corner watching everything silently. What had happened to him suddenly?
And then his eyes landed on Arnav. He stood emotionless like always watching everything with a scrutinizing gaze. Following his vision he gritted his teeth. There stood Shyam oogling at the person beside Payal. Wish he can push everything aside and pull his eyeballs out. Luckily he saw Arnav coming towards them and stood beside Khushi. Only then he realised Payal presence beside him. Inhaling a deep breath he continued to do what Panditji says.
Khushi glanced at her left "Do you know, you can stretch your lips. It was not limited to keep it closed"
Arnav blinked his eyes paying no heed to her words.
"Are you not happy about my sister coming to your family?"
"What the! It's me who helped them to complete their love story" He retorted back.
"Haww... You're saying as if I hadn't done anything. Hello Raizada come to earth, it's me who planned the brilliant idea to unite them"
"Don't flaunt Gupta. If not for me Mami would've never accepted Payal"
Khushi twisted her lips 'Uff... He came to his normal self' She mumbled herself remembering how Arnav fuse gone off from the moment Nani spoke about death. She knows even though he behaves as cared less for everyone emotions but deep down his heart was soft.
"You give ideas to everyone but I didn't see you using any of your ideas" He whispered at her ears bending his head slightly.
"Why are you so interested? As far as I remember you found my ideas stupid" Khushi back answered plastering a smile for everyone.
He looked ahead but shifted close to her "As much as your ideas are stupid, your idea works surprisingly"
"Haww.. laadgovernor... Are you praising me or mocking me?" She huffed crossing her hands across her chest.
She waited for his reply but instead she jolted in shock. With darted pupils she gulped turning towards him. Her shoulders was brushing his chest. His arms wrapped around her waist resting on her skin.
"What are you doing arnavji? Someone will see" She whispered in horror placing her palm over his. In reply his hold get tighten around her waist.
She gulped poking his torso with her elbow "Arnavji..." Her fingers already started to work on separating his hold on her skin.
He got angered by her try "Shut up Khushi. Don't move"
Khushi got agitated by his dominance. If not for the crowd around them she would've pushed him. Glaring at him she frowned at his line of sight. He was giving dangerous glare to someone. Following his gaze, she got annoyed even more. She willingly moved close to Arnav throwing challenging stare at Shyam.
Shyam, whose eyes fixed on Khushi from the start got startled by Arnav actions. He expected the spark between them but never expected Arnav to claim his right on Khushi openly. His eyes turned red. The fury to take revenge against Arnav multiplied manifold. Jealousy, the most dangerous emotion started to creep in his soul. He felt all he wished was with Arnav. He felt himself as a loser. A loser who had no wealth, no bank balance and no KHUSHI. His rage elevated when he saw Khushi deliberately moving close to Arnav.
"Di I want to tell you something"
Everyone got startled. Who wouldn't be when the groom stood up as soon as the wedding rituals finished?
"Aakash we can talk tomorrow. Post marriage rituals was still left.."
Aakash shook his head not getting her words. Anjali looked at Arnav. But Arnav eyes were still on Shyam.
Aakash signalled someone and the main door of the house got closed.
"Nani why are you not saying anything? See na what Aakash is doing?" Anjali held Nani hands. Nani thinned her lips and Manorama who turned as mere spectator opened her mouth.
"Hello hi bye bye.. Aakash beta... What's this? You didn't like this Payal. Don't worry I'll..."
"Stop it maa..." Aakash shout not only jerked his mother but every one who was witnessing the happenings. The most terrified one was Shyam and Anjali. They never seen Aakash this much angry and surprisingly Arnav maintained his calm.
Aakash strode towards Anjali and held her hands "Will you trust me di?"
"Aakash... Why are you asking this? You're just married.."
"Tell me di. Will you trust me like you trust bhai?"
Anjali frowned in confusion but nonetheless she cupped his cheeks "You both are same to me Aakash. You're my brother like he was to me"
"Even if I say your husband is a fraud and manipulative. He's not way he shows himself"
Anjali palms dropped in shock. Her eyes widened as much as possible. Her lips quivered. Khushi and Payal came to her side at instant.
Whereas Shyam was too stunned to think anything. This was not in his plan.
"What are you saying saalesahib?" Shyam sounded like innocent. But none of them cared about him.
"Tell me di. If I say he's cheating on you, would you trust me?" Aakash voice showed his vulnerability.
Anjali looked at him aghast and her eyes travelled to Arnav. She expectedly looked at him. She wished him to say that this was all prank. This was one of the wedding joke. When Arnav didn't even looked at her side she knows. She got her answer.
Shyam sweated in fear. He thought Anjali would do drama and he'll manipulate the truth but seeing her all silent he knows he'll be doomed soon "Raanisahiba I don't know what is he saying"
Tears started to roll down her cheeks. She slumped down like a sack terrifying everyone. Khushi, Payal and Aakash instantly held her while Arnav ran towards her shouting calling her. A lone tear trailed down her brothers cheeks. Aakash held her in his arms keeping her head on his lap.
"I trust you like I trust chotte" And her eyes drooped suddenly and her shoulders slouched.
"DI..."
"I'll tell it to khushiji... Come na Khushiji and I need your help too" Nk held the confused Khushi elbow unknowingly raising the temperature of the room.
Khushi who had been in confusion startled by the way Nk held her. All of sudden she started to feel uncomfortable. From the corner of her eyes she noticed the rigid frame of Arnav. Even though the sudden urge to tease him and make him jealous popped in her mind, she controlled it. She doesn't feel good by going close to Nk just to make Arnav jealous when they already crossed more phase.
"Nanehji let's talk after marriage. I've to help jiji. I'll be back soon" Saying this she released her elbow from his hold.
"It's urgent Khushiji. Please come with me" Before she could open her mouth to deny he dragged her to his room.
Arnav stood flabbergasted. It happened in blink of an eye that he didn't even get chance to hold him.
Possessiveness begin to capture his system "What the!!! He's dragging her, HER. How dare he?"
Without second thought he followed them. He saw Khushi saying something to him which he's refusing to hear.
'What happened to that monkey? How can he drag her like that? Dammit...' Cursing him on the way he failed to enter Nk room who closed the door with a thud.
Almost running Arnav raised his hand to knock the door.
"Chotte, what are you doing here? Did you collect evidence against him?" Nani asked in low voice.
Arnav closed his eyes in irritation and opened again staring at Nani directly "Leave everything to me. I made all the arrangements. Enjoy the wedding"
Nani fondly cupped his cheeks "How much burden you will carry chotte? Don't let your heart to turn into stone. We're here. Let us in chotte. Don't.. Don't go back into shell again if Anjali betiya broke down... I can't take it if something ha..."
Arnav hopped forward palming her lips "Don't worry about me Nani. You should not take stress. You handed this family responsibility to me knowing my capabilities. Trust me.. and regarding my heart it was already melted"
He winked making Nani to sigh in relief.
"And I know which melted you" She winked in return. Arnav laughed slightly trying to push aside the embarassment which started to creep in his system. The attention, the calm talks with family was giving him new vibes.
The exact moment Nk room door got opened, Khushi and Nk came out. Arnav's dancing eyes turned dark seeing Khushi standing calmly. If not for Nani presence he would've asked her in his way.
"Arey khushi betiya you're here? Come.. be with me" Nani held Khushi near her and eyed Arnav.
Arnav frowned and nodded when she eyed him sternly conveying something. Nani smiled at Nk before dragging Khushi with her.
"Nk what did you speak to her?" Asked Arnav as soon as Nani and Khushi were out of the sight.
"Err... Nothing nannav" Nk cleared his throat awkwardly.
Arnav nodded curtly before taking steps towards Nani room. He can sense something off with Nk. He'll ask this to Khushi but before that he has to follow Nani.
**
"Nani..." Arnav entered the room closing the door behind him. She took hurried steps towards him.
Clasping her palms into his she led him towards Khushi. Khushi stood up with her usual confusion washed plastered on her face.
"Unknowingly because of us Khushi betiya life had took a drastic turn chotte. You used to treat her bad and now I got to know this Shyam too. One or other way our family was the reason for her misery"
"Naniji that was nothing like that. Why are you speaking like this? If I was your own granddaughter, would you speak like this?"
Nani shook her head and caressed her cheeks fondly "You're gem betiya. Eventhough I was not in the state to get peace anytime soon, I feel content seeing you. You are light of a dark room betiya. I am giving you the permanent responsibility to lighten the darkness of this mansion... And you're my own granddaughter there was no doubt in that"
Khushi smiled in glee and hugged Nani to her heart content. Arnav stood with a smile content on seeing his important persons standing together and supporting each other in distrast. This is called family. This is what family is. They'll stand by you no matter what.
"Can I ask something betiya?" Nani asked breaking the hug.
Khushi faked a glare and turned showing her back. Arnav smiled at her antics. Nani raised her brows at Arnav in teasing manner for which he shrugged his shoulders.
With the same smile Nani moved and stood before khushi raising her chin "When will you become our bahu?"
"What the!!!"
Khushi hiccupped at her straight question. More than a question it looks like an announcement.
"Betiya you didn't answer me yet"
"Nani.. what are you asking?"
"I know what I am asking chotte. I don't know why I feel dark clouds circling around our family. Something is going to happen. Before I close my eyes I need to settle your life atleast. I trust you. You'll look after Anjali betiya. Aakash has Payal. I want to die in peace knowing my children's are happy"
"NANI... WHAT THE HELL YOU'RE TALKING? THERE'S NOTHING BAD GOING TO HAPPEN" Arnav breathed heavily and Nani wiped her eyes. She can feel something going to happen. Her instincts warning her and it never went wrong.
"I'll Nani. And trust me you're going to welcome me else I am not going to step here" Khushi pouted amidst of her tears.
***
"Bring the bride" Panditji announced. Anjali smiled ear to ear getting up. Aakash looked up eagerly. Though he presents himself as a desperate groom who was in so much love wishing nothing but to held his love in his arms, his heart was thudding in anxiety. He never thought the day which he eagrly waited for, would turn into a something like this. He'll never forget his wedding day ever in his life. So many revelations, so many bitter truth, so much recklessness.
He saw Payal descending down the stairs. Smiling at her genuinely he wandered his eyes to see the other members.
His father and mother was bickering with each other even now eyeing Payal. His dadi was smiling at them yet her smile didn't reached her eyes. His di was beaming and glowing literally having no idea of what's happening around her. Nk who was so much eager to enjoy this wedding earlier was now standing in a corner watching everything silently. What had happened to him suddenly?
And then his eyes landed on Arnav. He stood emotionless like always watching everything with a scrutinizing gaze. Following his vision he gritted his teeth. There stood Shyam oogling at the person beside Payal. Wish he can push everything aside and pull his eyeballs out. Luckily he saw Arnav coming towards them and stood beside Khushi. Only then he realised Payal presence beside him. Inhaling a deep breath he continued to do what Panditji says.
Khushi glanced at her left "Do you know, you can stretch your lips. It was not limited to keep it closed"
Arnav blinked his eyes paying no heed to her words.
"Are you not happy about my sister coming to your family?"
"What the! It's me who helped them to complete their love story" He retorted back.
"Haww... You're saying as if I hadn't done anything. Hello Raizada come to earth, it's me who planned the brilliant idea to unite them"
"Don't flaunt Gupta. If not for me Mami would've never accepted Payal"
Khushi twisted her lips 'Uff... He came to his normal self' She mumbled herself remembering how Arnav fuse gone off from the moment Nani spoke about death. She knows even though he behaves as cared less for everyone emotions but deep down his heart was soft.
"You give ideas to everyone but I didn't see you using any of your ideas" He whispered at her ears bending his head slightly.
"Why are you so interested? As far as I remember you found my ideas stupid" Khushi back answered plastering a smile for everyone.
He looked ahead but shifted close to her "As much as your ideas are stupid, your idea works surprisingly"
"Haww.. laadgovernor... Are you praising me or mocking me?" She huffed crossing her hands across her chest.
She waited for his reply but instead she jolted in shock. With darted pupils she gulped turning towards him. Her shoulders was brushing his chest. His arms wrapped around her waist resting on her skin.
"What are you doing arnavji? Someone will see" She whispered in horror placing her palm over his. In reply his hold get tighten around her waist.
She gulped poking his torso with her elbow "Arnavji..." Her fingers already started to work on separating his hold on her skin.
He got angered by her try "Shut up Khushi. Don't move"
Khushi got agitated by his dominance. If not for the crowd around them she would've pushed him. Glaring at him she frowned at his line of sight. He was giving dangerous glare to someone. Following his gaze, she got annoyed even more. She willingly moved close to Arnav throwing challenging stare at Shyam.
Shyam, whose eyes fixed on Khushi from the start got startled by Arnav actions. He expected the spark between them but never expected Arnav to claim his right on Khushi openly. His eyes turned red. The fury to take revenge against Arnav multiplied manifold. Jealousy, the most dangerous emotion started to creep in his soul. He felt all he wished was with Arnav. He felt himself as a loser. A loser who had no wealth, no bank balance and no KHUSHI. His rage elevated when he saw Khushi deliberately moving close to Arnav.
"Di I want to tell you something"
Everyone got startled. Who wouldn't be when the groom stood up as soon as the wedding rituals finished?
"Aakash we can talk tomorrow. Post marriage rituals was still left.."
Aakash shook his head not getting her words. Anjali looked at Arnav. But Arnav eyes were still on Shyam.
Aakash signalled someone and the main door of the house got closed.
"Nani why are you not saying anything? See na what Aakash is doing?" Anjali held Nani hands. Nani thinned her lips and Manorama who turned as mere spectator opened her mouth.
"Hello hi bye bye.. Aakash beta... What's this? You didn't like this Payal. Don't worry I'll..."
"Stop it maa..." Aakash shout not only jerked his mother but every one who was witnessing the happenings. The most terrified one was Shyam and Anjali. They never seen Aakash this much angry and surprisingly Arnav maintained his calm.
Aakash strode towards Anjali and held her hands "Will you trust me di?"
"Aakash... Why are you asking this? You're just married.."
"Tell me di. Will you trust me like you trust bhai?"
Anjali frowned in confusion but nonetheless she cupped his cheeks "You both are same to me Aakash. You're my brother like he was to me"
"Even if I say your husband is a fraud and manipulative. He's not way he shows himself"
Anjali palms dropped in shock. Her eyes widened as much as possible. Her lips quivered. Khushi and Payal came to her side at instant.
Whereas Shyam was too stunned to think anything. This was not in his plan.
"What are you saying saalesahib?" Shyam sounded like innocent. But none of them cared about him.
"Tell me di. If I say he's cheating on you, would you trust me?" Aakash voice showed his vulnerability.
Anjali looked at him aghast and her eyes travelled to Arnav. She expectedly looked at him. She wished him to say that this was all prank. This was one of the wedding joke. When Arnav didn't even looked at her side she knows. She got her answer.
Shyam sweated in fear. He thought Anjali would do drama and he'll manipulate the truth but seeing her all silent he knows he'll be doomed soon "Raanisahiba I don't know what is he saying"
Tears started to roll down her cheeks. She slumped down like a sack terrifying everyone. Khushi, Payal and Aakash instantly held her while Arnav ran towards her shouting calling her. A lone tear trailed down her brothers cheeks. Aakash held her in his arms keeping her head on his lap.
"I trust you like I trust chotte" And her eyes drooped suddenly and her shoulders slouched.
"DI..."
*11*
"Aakash lift her" Nk urged him calling doctor from his mobile meanwhile. Manohar dispersed the guests and send them to have dinner.
Aakash hurriedly lifted her. Arnav held her dangling arm in his hold like a kid "Di..."
Gupta's and other Raizada members followed them. Taking this an opportunity Shyam thought to escape from there but changed his plans thinking, it would confirm him as a culprit if he escapes from there.
So faking a tear strained face he followed them.
"What happened to my Raanisahiba?" With a feigned cry he held Anjali palms in his. Aakash who just laid her on bed braced himself to show Shyam his correct place.
But that just didn't happened instead taking everyone by surprise Shyam fell down with a thud. Arnav and Raizada's who had been hovering around Anjali snapped up at the sudden commotion around them.
Following Shyam horrifying vision they got astounded. Khushi was standing there breathing heavily. No one was in the state of mind to ponder over, how the petite girl pushed the muscular man down.
"Don't dare to come near her. You lost that right" She yelled pointing her index finger at him dangerously.
"Khushiji what's this? Raanisahiba is my wife, I have every right to come near her" He back answered through his gritted teeth controlling his bubbling anger.
Khushi rage increased "Husband. Do you even know the meaning of the word? You don't know Shyam Manohar Jha. Husband will not try to kill her wife, will not eye on another girl, will not cheat his loving wife"
Shyam stood up enraged and looked at other persons "Salesahib why are you silent? This girl keep throwing accusations at me and you're keeping silent. Naniji you too" He asked in disbelief perhaps having no idea of his truth was out.
"SHUT UP SHYAM MANOHAR JHA... SHUT YOUR DAMN MOUTH..." Arnav roared startling everyone. Mama and Mami came out of their shock while Shyam got his game was closed.
"Salesahib yeh..."
Before he could complete his sentence a vase landed on his chest tearing the fabric.
"How dare you? Doesn't Anjali di love was enough for you? What is lack in her which you're eyeing another girl?" Shouted an enraged Khushi who felt disgusted even to slap him with her hands. Shyam curled his fist in the displeasure of not being able to play the victim role.
"Hello hi bye bye.. what's happening in this house?"
"Chotte just send him out. Anjali betiya should not see his face ever in his life" Ordered nani.
As if waiting for this moment Arnav dragged him by his collar.
"Stop it Salesahib. You're doing wrong. Raanisahiba will search for me..."
Arnav pushed Shyam to the awaiting arms of bouncers. Shyam went crashed against them. The metal thing in their dress scratched his skin making blood ooze out from his skin.
"Never. She'll never search for you and I'll make sure of that. Take him" Arnav signalled and they dragged the protesting and shouting Shyam.
At the same doctor entered the house. Escorted her, the family members stood outside her room having heart in their mouth.
Khushi turned rigid as a warm palm clasped on hers. She doesn't need to look up to know who it was.
"She'll be fine. Doesn't I said she'll trust you? Her brothers are her strength. She'll come along soon" She assured pressing the sweating palm of his.
"Do you think so? Wouldn't she ask.. for him?" He asked in whisper.
"No.. we're here na, that's enough for her"
At the same time the door got opened and everyone run towards the doctor almost made her breathless.
"What happened to her? Why did she fainted?" Arnav and aakash question in unison while other nodded their head.
"There's nothing to worry. She fainted due to shock and I want to take some tests on her. The probability of her being pregnant is high as per the symptoms" Doctor announced creating a bittersweet emotion on their minds.
"Can we see her?"
Doctor nods paving way to all the family members while Nk escorted her.
Not making noise, the family sat on her bed surrounding her on all sides. Brothers sat on Anjali's either side whereas their partners sat beside them following by other members.
"Hello hi bye bye... When we was about to welcome a new member, the old member was shown bye bye.. All due to this Payal. The moment she stepped in this house she snatched the happiness of our daughter"
Tears brimmed in Payal eyes. She thought what Manorama said was correct. Khushi was about to support her sister and was interrupted by Aakash.
"Maa... Stop pointing her. It was not that Shyam started to cheat on di after Payal entered out home. Infact he was cheating us from years. Probably even before we came to know the existence of Gupta's. So don't ever point at her" Aakash warned earning a serene smile from Arnav.
Gupta's sighed in relief but it only lasted few seconds as Manorama came up with another taunt.
"It's not even an hour you got married. Already you started to back answer me. Hello hi bye bye... This Payal did black magic on my son"
"Shut up Manorama. Do you even realise what are you saying? Manohar tell her not to speak" Nani came forward supporting her new daughter in law who was crying silently. No bride would love to get taunted on her marriage day itself.
Manorama twisted her lips. A moan from Anjali alerted everyone.
"Di..." Arnav pressed her palms encouraging her to open her eyes.
She opened slowly and looked at others. Silent tears rolled down her cheeks. Removing her palms from Arnav hold, she guided it to her tummy and gave a dry laugh with a cry.
"I thought to give you all a surprise but you all gave me a shock"
Nani and Mami eyes teared seeing her sarcastic comment.
Khushi instantly looked at Arnav. 'This was the surprise she was talking about' Her eyes conveyed to Arnav. He blinked back his tears and placed his palm over Anjali.
"Everything will be alright di"
"How?" She whispered aimlessly and slowly turned towards him "Like us he/she too doesn't have honest, loving father. How ironic? Seems like devimaaiyaa love to snatch our happiness"
"Di..."
A chorus cry escaped seeing her turning inarticulate so much like ASR.
"You're so right chotte. There's no god. Everything was a lie, an illusion. We write our own destiny. See if I did not chose Shyam, my life would've been better, my child life would've been in better hands. I wrote with wrong pen and chose wrong path chotte"
Her voice turned emotionless sending chills down everyone spine.
"Di..."
With a sarcastic smile she raised her hands to move back her falling tendrils. Before she could touch it, her fingers grazed over her mangalsutra. Without second thought she pulled it harshly making the beads of mangalsutra to scatter over the place. Some of the beads hit on the persons beside her who flinched at the scene.
"Di... Don't be harsh on yourself" Whispered Arnav forcefully grabbing Anjali palms which are ready to wipe the Sindoor on her partition.
"You know, you're always right. Marriage is fake. It's just to flaunt on society. It's better to live in relationship than getting married with lot of dreams and rasams. Everyone given their blessings to me on my marriage. See everything was fake. Their blessings are fake...Their blessings didn't worked... But when the groom itself is fake then..."
"Di... Please stop it..."
Arnav helplessly cried trying to stop her from entering into darkness which swallowed him.
How irony? When he was ready to come out of his darkness, his sister was ready to plung herself into darkness.
None of the eyes were dry. There was no sign of wedding happened in that house.
"Betiya don't cry... We're here na.." Nani fondly caressed her cheeks.
"I always had small amount of anger on mamma for leaving us alone for the man who cheated her. But now I realise why she went herself towards the end.."
"DI STOP IT!!!" Arnav shouted before anyone could took time to react.
"Don't worry. I'll not leave you. I'll not do the mistake of mamma. I'll not leave my child as an orphan"
A smile small sneaked on her lips by the mere thought of her child.
Everyone sighed in relief. They felt a big burden lifted of from their chest hearing Anjali will not follow her mother path.
Aakash hurriedly lifted her. Arnav held her dangling arm in his hold like a kid "Di..."
Gupta's and other Raizada members followed them. Taking this an opportunity Shyam thought to escape from there but changed his plans thinking, it would confirm him as a culprit if he escapes from there.
So faking a tear strained face he followed them.
"What happened to my Raanisahiba?" With a feigned cry he held Anjali palms in his. Aakash who just laid her on bed braced himself to show Shyam his correct place.
But that just didn't happened instead taking everyone by surprise Shyam fell down with a thud. Arnav and Raizada's who had been hovering around Anjali snapped up at the sudden commotion around them.
Following Shyam horrifying vision they got astounded. Khushi was standing there breathing heavily. No one was in the state of mind to ponder over, how the petite girl pushed the muscular man down.
"Don't dare to come near her. You lost that right" She yelled pointing her index finger at him dangerously.
"Khushiji what's this? Raanisahiba is my wife, I have every right to come near her" He back answered through his gritted teeth controlling his bubbling anger.
Khushi rage increased "Husband. Do you even know the meaning of the word? You don't know Shyam Manohar Jha. Husband will not try to kill her wife, will not eye on another girl, will not cheat his loving wife"
Shyam stood up enraged and looked at other persons "Salesahib why are you silent? This girl keep throwing accusations at me and you're keeping silent. Naniji you too" He asked in disbelief perhaps having no idea of his truth was out.
"SHUT UP SHYAM MANOHAR JHA... SHUT YOUR DAMN MOUTH..." Arnav roared startling everyone. Mama and Mami came out of their shock while Shyam got his game was closed.
"Salesahib yeh..."
Before he could complete his sentence a vase landed on his chest tearing the fabric.
"How dare you? Doesn't Anjali di love was enough for you? What is lack in her which you're eyeing another girl?" Shouted an enraged Khushi who felt disgusted even to slap him with her hands. Shyam curled his fist in the displeasure of not being able to play the victim role.
"Hello hi bye bye.. what's happening in this house?"
"Chotte just send him out. Anjali betiya should not see his face ever in his life" Ordered nani.
As if waiting for this moment Arnav dragged him by his collar.
"Stop it Salesahib. You're doing wrong. Raanisahiba will search for me..."
Arnav pushed Shyam to the awaiting arms of bouncers. Shyam went crashed against them. The metal thing in their dress scratched his skin making blood ooze out from his skin.
"Never. She'll never search for you and I'll make sure of that. Take him" Arnav signalled and they dragged the protesting and shouting Shyam.
At the same doctor entered the house. Escorted her, the family members stood outside her room having heart in their mouth.
Khushi turned rigid as a warm palm clasped on hers. She doesn't need to look up to know who it was.
"She'll be fine. Doesn't I said she'll trust you? Her brothers are her strength. She'll come along soon" She assured pressing the sweating palm of his.
"Do you think so? Wouldn't she ask.. for him?" He asked in whisper.
"No.. we're here na, that's enough for her"
At the same time the door got opened and everyone run towards the doctor almost made her breathless.
"What happened to her? Why did she fainted?" Arnav and aakash question in unison while other nodded their head.
"There's nothing to worry. She fainted due to shock and I want to take some tests on her. The probability of her being pregnant is high as per the symptoms" Doctor announced creating a bittersweet emotion on their minds.
"Can we see her?"
Doctor nods paving way to all the family members while Nk escorted her.
Not making noise, the family sat on her bed surrounding her on all sides. Brothers sat on Anjali's either side whereas their partners sat beside them following by other members.
"Hello hi bye bye... When we was about to welcome a new member, the old member was shown bye bye.. All due to this Payal. The moment she stepped in this house she snatched the happiness of our daughter"
Tears brimmed in Payal eyes. She thought what Manorama said was correct. Khushi was about to support her sister and was interrupted by Aakash.
"Maa... Stop pointing her. It was not that Shyam started to cheat on di after Payal entered out home. Infact he was cheating us from years. Probably even before we came to know the existence of Gupta's. So don't ever point at her" Aakash warned earning a serene smile from Arnav.
Gupta's sighed in relief but it only lasted few seconds as Manorama came up with another taunt.
"It's not even an hour you got married. Already you started to back answer me. Hello hi bye bye... This Payal did black magic on my son"
"Shut up Manorama. Do you even realise what are you saying? Manohar tell her not to speak" Nani came forward supporting her new daughter in law who was crying silently. No bride would love to get taunted on her marriage day itself.
Manorama twisted her lips. A moan from Anjali alerted everyone.
"Di..." Arnav pressed her palms encouraging her to open her eyes.
She opened slowly and looked at others. Silent tears rolled down her cheeks. Removing her palms from Arnav hold, she guided it to her tummy and gave a dry laugh with a cry.
"I thought to give you all a surprise but you all gave me a shock"
Nani and Mami eyes teared seeing her sarcastic comment.
Khushi instantly looked at Arnav. 'This was the surprise she was talking about' Her eyes conveyed to Arnav. He blinked back his tears and placed his palm over Anjali.
"Everything will be alright di"
"How?" She whispered aimlessly and slowly turned towards him "Like us he/she too doesn't have honest, loving father. How ironic? Seems like devimaaiyaa love to snatch our happiness"
"Di..."
A chorus cry escaped seeing her turning inarticulate so much like ASR.
"You're so right chotte. There's no god. Everything was a lie, an illusion. We write our own destiny. See if I did not chose Shyam, my life would've been better, my child life would've been in better hands. I wrote with wrong pen and chose wrong path chotte"
Her voice turned emotionless sending chills down everyone spine.
"Di..."
With a sarcastic smile she raised her hands to move back her falling tendrils. Before she could touch it, her fingers grazed over her mangalsutra. Without second thought she pulled it harshly making the beads of mangalsutra to scatter over the place. Some of the beads hit on the persons beside her who flinched at the scene.
"Di... Don't be harsh on yourself" Whispered Arnav forcefully grabbing Anjali palms which are ready to wipe the Sindoor on her partition.
"You know, you're always right. Marriage is fake. It's just to flaunt on society. It's better to live in relationship than getting married with lot of dreams and rasams. Everyone given their blessings to me on my marriage. See everything was fake. Their blessings are fake...Their blessings didn't worked... But when the groom itself is fake then..."
"Di... Please stop it..."
Arnav helplessly cried trying to stop her from entering into darkness which swallowed him.
How irony? When he was ready to come out of his darkness, his sister was ready to plung herself into darkness.
None of the eyes were dry. There was no sign of wedding happened in that house.
"Betiya don't cry... We're here na.." Nani fondly caressed her cheeks.
"I always had small amount of anger on mamma for leaving us alone for the man who cheated her. But now I realise why she went herself towards the end.."
"DI STOP IT!!!" Arnav shouted before anyone could took time to react.
"Don't worry. I'll not leave you. I'll not do the mistake of mamma. I'll not leave my child as an orphan"
A smile small sneaked on her lips by the mere thought of her child.
Everyone sighed in relief. They felt a big burden lifted of from their chest hearing Anjali will not follow her mother path.
*12*
"She needs rest"
The painful silence was broken by Nani who saw Anjali's drooping eyes. After blabbering non stop she got tired and slowly getting into slumber. The soft caress on her forehead and on her arms came as big help.
"Naniji she didn't eat anything" Said Khushi in worried voice.
"Let it be betiya. One day will not do any harm. Now she need peaceful sleep to sort out her thoughts" Nani sighed.
"I'll be with her" Arnav said before anyone breath a word.
Nani agreed owing to her tiredness and due to the remaining other post marriage rituals.
Khushi joined him next second "I too will stay with di"
"Only if your family has no problem with it" Finished Nani indirectly letting Gupta's to take decision. They didn't think much but agreed.
"Dadi I.."
"No. You're married today. Remember. Chotte and Khushi beta is here to look after Anjali betiya. You all come down. There are still rasams to complete"
Everyone looked at her and then Anjali before descending down without protesting. Manorama was still in shock which she got from her son.
"Have it.." Arnav looked up and saw Khushi standing there with a glass of water. He was about to deny but Khushi placed the tip of the glass on his lips as if predicting his next set of actions. He gulped the content and then again his concentration went to his di. Both sat in silence.
"She'll be alright" Khushi herself started the conversation trying to put an end to the silence.
"She was behaving like me" Opened up he, fondly caressing Anjali forehead.
"She'll change soon. She's in shock. Once she was out of it, she's going to pester you with her constant poojas asking you to accompany her to temples"
"I would happily do that if she asks me" He whispered keeping his eyes on Anjali refusing to even leave his sight for a minute.
"She'll..." Khushi assured caressing Anjali's another arm.
Arnav shook his head disagreeing with her "I don't want her to be depressed. She sounds empty"
"She'll not..."
"How are you sure about it?"
"I am here na" She pouted not able to convince him.
Arnav chuckled slightly stretching his arm out. Khushi smiled taking her side beside him. Arnav joined his palms with hers entwining it.
"What will you do Gupta? Going to use one of your crazy ideas or what?" His earlier worry took a back seat and twinkle appear on his eyes.
She pouted again instilling lustful thought on his already messed up brain. Captivated in trance he bend towards her. Khushi gaped at him in shock and instantly put barrier on his plans.
"What?" He frowned at the intrusion.
"This is not right.." She whispered still placing her palm on his chest restraining him.
His temper started to raise slowly "What's not right?"
She bite her lips and looked nervously around the surroundings "This is..." She pointed at their closeness. His breath was fanning over her cheeks increasing her anxiety.
"Why?" Came an husky question from him though she can feel a tinge of anger in them.
She felt annoyed for being standing in answering side and he being on opposite side comfortably questioning her "What why? In which right you're doing all this?"
His stance instantly inclined over anger but somehow he straightened it knowing he would need her to survive.
"With the same right you're allowing everything" He answered smartly dodging from answering her.
She huffed releasing her hand from his entwined fingers "I am withdrawing all the rights. And I am going down. Look after di"
Arnav smirked at her childish behaviour. Her antics reminded him of a angry child who throws angry glare at her mother for snatching her chocolate.
"Yeah.. go down. Everyone was waiting for you..." He said sarcastically.
Khushi who got up from the bed just now got agitated by his words "Unlike you everyone likes my presence"
"I cross that. Now no one want your presence. They'll send you back asap and you'll came back here like a bounced ball"
"You laadgovernor. Not everyone is like you. I'll prove you wrong" Khushi challenged and was ready to walk out of the room but halted her steps in shock hearing his next set of words.
"Post marriage rituals would be going on now and probably in next half an hour the couples would be celebrating their wedding night. And certainly elders don't need any help from unmarried youngsters"
She flinched at his bold talk. 'How can he speak like that? Laadgovernor... Don't know what to speak and what not. Hey devimaaiyaa now how'll I face him..' She bit her nails and her cheeks already began to alter its colour from fair to pink.
"Tongue tied are we?"
"Shut up arnavji..." She scoffed taking back her seat next to him.
Again a painful silence spread over the room. Khushi lowered her eyes not able to meet him after his talk and he waited for her to start a conversation.
Khushi can tolerate anything but the silence was just killing her. Shoving aside her reservations she herself initiated the talk.
"Where's Shyam? You didn't hand him to police, are you?"
Arnav face turns hard hearing his name "No. I can't trust them. Though shyam didn't practice law often, he has skills to manipulate anything. He can easily come out on bail if we hand him to police. So I had roped him on my custody. He'll get what he deserved"
Khushi nodded and noticed him rubbing his neck time to time.
"Why don't you freshen up? You may feel uncomfortable" Khushi eyed his suit. He cleared his throat eyeing anjali.
Seeing him hesitating she said what she thought "I'll be here. Hope you trust me with..."
Her talk was stopped by him who palmed her lips nodding no "There's no doubt on trusting you. I'll be back soon and arrange a dress for you. You can sleep here comfortably"
Not giving her a chance to deny he sprinted outside. The moment he stepped out a cry escaped from Anjali. Terrified Khushi held Anjali palms "Di.."
"Why always me khushiji? Doesn't my love... matter to him? Didn't I fulfilled all the duties of a wife? Didn't I pour all my love... to him? Why did he cheat... me? See now because of me everyone was worrying. Payalji and Aakash couldn't... enjoy their wedding. Chotte.. he must be broken right. Khushiji I.. I want to know what shyamji... did? How did you all find about him?" She bombarded Khushi with questions which are nagging her from the time she got conscious.
On the other hand Khushi was stunned to see Anjali woke up from her sleep and raising questions. She thought Anjali was sleeping but the truth was otherwise.
"Di please calm down. It's not good for your baby" Khushi said in alarm.
Anjali stopped her actions instantly and wiped her tears "I'll not cry. Just tell me the truth khushiji. I want to know what type of person he was and how I turned blind eyes on my love. Please khushiji... I want to know my weakness so that I can nurture my child safely. Please Khushiji..."
Khushi narrated everything from the start. Silent tears cascaded down Anjali cheeks wetting it on the process.
"He thought me as a fool right?" Anjali asked in a broken voice.
"No di. He has no brain and no heart then how can he think you as a fool. You're gem di. He couldn't even figure that out. Don't waste your tears on someone who's not worth of you, your love and your precious tears. Be proud that you are having a big heart which loves everyone around her"
"You know how to handle us right" Anjali asked with a chuckle. Little bit crying indeed helped her from falling herself weak. It's said right that, crying washout our worries like anything.
Whereas khushi confused on her statement "Us?"
Anjali smiled in mischief before answering her "Yeah, me and chotte"
A lateritious hue spread over cheeks warming her along with a tingling sensation on her tummy.
A pair of eyes heard all this had serene smile on his face amidst of the sadness. Today he thanked his stars for sending khushi on his fashion show. If hadn't she fell on his arms, he would have died without knowing her existence and died without knowing the meaning of love and his family would've devastated.
The painful silence was broken by Nani who saw Anjali's drooping eyes. After blabbering non stop she got tired and slowly getting into slumber. The soft caress on her forehead and on her arms came as big help.
"Naniji she didn't eat anything" Said Khushi in worried voice.
"Let it be betiya. One day will not do any harm. Now she need peaceful sleep to sort out her thoughts" Nani sighed.
"I'll be with her" Arnav said before anyone breath a word.
Nani agreed owing to her tiredness and due to the remaining other post marriage rituals.
Khushi joined him next second "I too will stay with di"
"Only if your family has no problem with it" Finished Nani indirectly letting Gupta's to take decision. They didn't think much but agreed.
"Dadi I.."
"No. You're married today. Remember. Chotte and Khushi beta is here to look after Anjali betiya. You all come down. There are still rasams to complete"
Everyone looked at her and then Anjali before descending down without protesting. Manorama was still in shock which she got from her son.
"Have it.." Arnav looked up and saw Khushi standing there with a glass of water. He was about to deny but Khushi placed the tip of the glass on his lips as if predicting his next set of actions. He gulped the content and then again his concentration went to his di. Both sat in silence.
"She'll be alright" Khushi herself started the conversation trying to put an end to the silence.
"She was behaving like me" Opened up he, fondly caressing Anjali forehead.
"She'll change soon. She's in shock. Once she was out of it, she's going to pester you with her constant poojas asking you to accompany her to temples"
"I would happily do that if she asks me" He whispered keeping his eyes on Anjali refusing to even leave his sight for a minute.
"She'll..." Khushi assured caressing Anjali's another arm.
Arnav shook his head disagreeing with her "I don't want her to be depressed. She sounds empty"
"She'll not..."
"How are you sure about it?"
"I am here na" She pouted not able to convince him.
Arnav chuckled slightly stretching his arm out. Khushi smiled taking her side beside him. Arnav joined his palms with hers entwining it.
"What will you do Gupta? Going to use one of your crazy ideas or what?" His earlier worry took a back seat and twinkle appear on his eyes.
She pouted again instilling lustful thought on his already messed up brain. Captivated in trance he bend towards her. Khushi gaped at him in shock and instantly put barrier on his plans.
"What?" He frowned at the intrusion.
"This is not right.." She whispered still placing her palm on his chest restraining him.
His temper started to raise slowly "What's not right?"
She bite her lips and looked nervously around the surroundings "This is..." She pointed at their closeness. His breath was fanning over her cheeks increasing her anxiety.
"Why?" Came an husky question from him though she can feel a tinge of anger in them.
She felt annoyed for being standing in answering side and he being on opposite side comfortably questioning her "What why? In which right you're doing all this?"
His stance instantly inclined over anger but somehow he straightened it knowing he would need her to survive.
"With the same right you're allowing everything" He answered smartly dodging from answering her.
She huffed releasing her hand from his entwined fingers "I am withdrawing all the rights. And I am going down. Look after di"
Arnav smirked at her childish behaviour. Her antics reminded him of a angry child who throws angry glare at her mother for snatching her chocolate.
"Yeah.. go down. Everyone was waiting for you..." He said sarcastically.
Khushi who got up from the bed just now got agitated by his words "Unlike you everyone likes my presence"
"I cross that. Now no one want your presence. They'll send you back asap and you'll came back here like a bounced ball"
"You laadgovernor. Not everyone is like you. I'll prove you wrong" Khushi challenged and was ready to walk out of the room but halted her steps in shock hearing his next set of words.
"Post marriage rituals would be going on now and probably in next half an hour the couples would be celebrating their wedding night. And certainly elders don't need any help from unmarried youngsters"
She flinched at his bold talk. 'How can he speak like that? Laadgovernor... Don't know what to speak and what not. Hey devimaaiyaa now how'll I face him..' She bit her nails and her cheeks already began to alter its colour from fair to pink.
"Tongue tied are we?"
"Shut up arnavji..." She scoffed taking back her seat next to him.
Again a painful silence spread over the room. Khushi lowered her eyes not able to meet him after his talk and he waited for her to start a conversation.
Khushi can tolerate anything but the silence was just killing her. Shoving aside her reservations she herself initiated the talk.
"Where's Shyam? You didn't hand him to police, are you?"
Arnav face turns hard hearing his name "No. I can't trust them. Though shyam didn't practice law often, he has skills to manipulate anything. He can easily come out on bail if we hand him to police. So I had roped him on my custody. He'll get what he deserved"
Khushi nodded and noticed him rubbing his neck time to time.
"Why don't you freshen up? You may feel uncomfortable" Khushi eyed his suit. He cleared his throat eyeing anjali.
Seeing him hesitating she said what she thought "I'll be here. Hope you trust me with..."
Her talk was stopped by him who palmed her lips nodding no "There's no doubt on trusting you. I'll be back soon and arrange a dress for you. You can sleep here comfortably"
Not giving her a chance to deny he sprinted outside. The moment he stepped out a cry escaped from Anjali. Terrified Khushi held Anjali palms "Di.."
"Why always me khushiji? Doesn't my love... matter to him? Didn't I fulfilled all the duties of a wife? Didn't I pour all my love... to him? Why did he cheat... me? See now because of me everyone was worrying. Payalji and Aakash couldn't... enjoy their wedding. Chotte.. he must be broken right. Khushiji I.. I want to know what shyamji... did? How did you all find about him?" She bombarded Khushi with questions which are nagging her from the time she got conscious.
On the other hand Khushi was stunned to see Anjali woke up from her sleep and raising questions. She thought Anjali was sleeping but the truth was otherwise.
"Di please calm down. It's not good for your baby" Khushi said in alarm.
Anjali stopped her actions instantly and wiped her tears "I'll not cry. Just tell me the truth khushiji. I want to know what type of person he was and how I turned blind eyes on my love. Please khushiji... I want to know my weakness so that I can nurture my child safely. Please Khushiji..."
Khushi narrated everything from the start. Silent tears cascaded down Anjali cheeks wetting it on the process.
"He thought me as a fool right?" Anjali asked in a broken voice.
"No di. He has no brain and no heart then how can he think you as a fool. You're gem di. He couldn't even figure that out. Don't waste your tears on someone who's not worth of you, your love and your precious tears. Be proud that you are having a big heart which loves everyone around her"
"You know how to handle us right" Anjali asked with a chuckle. Little bit crying indeed helped her from falling herself weak. It's said right that, crying washout our worries like anything.
Whereas khushi confused on her statement "Us?"
Anjali smiled in mischief before answering her "Yeah, me and chotte"
A lateritious hue spread over cheeks warming her along with a tingling sensation on her tummy.
A pair of eyes heard all this had serene smile on his face amidst of the sadness. Today he thanked his stars for sending khushi on his fashion show. If hadn't she fell on his arms, he would have died without knowing her existence and died without knowing the meaning of love and his family would've devastated.
*13*
"Hello hi bye bye... There Anjali betiya is trying to cope up with her loss and here you're ready to celebrate your wedding night" Manorama grabbed everyone attention by her nasty talk.
Payal lowered her head shedding silent tears. Gupta's are also no less, they can defend themselves but then thinking Payal having her whole life in Raizada mansion they zipped their lips. Aakash held Payal palms pressing it silently showing his support. He have grew guts to back answer his mother but not in the talks her mother was referring now.
"Manorama have you gone mad? How can you speak like this? Forget it, we can never straighten the dog tail, can we?"
Manorama felt humiliated and flew away from there. Nani looked at Gupta's with a dubious smile and escorted everyone to finish the unfinished rituals.
***
"So you aren't sleeping?" With that question Arnav entered inside the room.
Anjali and Khushi startled "Chotte.. Arnavji"
"Oh, you guys still remember me" He feigned a mock remark.
"Chotte..That was.. Leave it. Can you bring dinner for us?" Anjali tried to explain her state but then changed her plans as her stomach grumbled in hunger and moreover she has plans to execute.
"I'll ask Hariprakash"
"No." Anjali shrieked earning a weird glance from the other two.
Arnav narrowed his eyes at Anjali whereas she smiled sheepishly.
"What is brewing up di?"
"Haan.. nothing" She shrugged her shoulders.
"You expect me to trust this. Then fine let it be. I'll be back soon. Khushi here is your dress"
He handed a pack to khushi before disperse from there. He thought his di need little alone time with Khushi to share her inner worries. Who other than him knows that Khushi was their antidote.
At once he disappeared Anjali pulled Khushi who was about to move to washroom.
"Di.." She exclaimed.
"Our talk aren't finished yet" Said Anjali.
"You need something?"
Anjali cupped Khushi cheeks fondly "You love chotte, aren't you?"
Khushi flushed at her question.
'Why Nani and di was hell bent on making me embarass with their question? Can't they ask it to him?' Khushi huffed for landing on ackward situation.
"Di.. You're misunderstanding.." She stammered. Her eyes lowered, her heart started to beat in anxiousness. Anjali pouted guessing what should be the reason.
"Is it because of chotte? I am sure he didn't confess it to you yet"
Khushi looked at her in shock.
"Don't be shocked. He's stubborn isn't he?"
Khushi couldn't agree more so nodded in acceptance.
"You want him to propose you?"
Khushi whinned in shy "Di.."
"Leave that upon me" Anjali winked already planning to instigate his brother. At the exact time Arnav entered pushing the trolley.
He noticed the shy smile on Khushi face which warmed his heart "You didn't change yet?"
"Haan..." Khushi startled coming out of her trance. He raised his brows giving her a teasing smile.
"I'll be.. back" She murmured before running towards the washroom. His eyes glued to her, oblivious to the teasing glance of his di.
"You like to rile her up" It was declaration rather a statement from Anjali.
Arnav nodded in trance having his eyes still glued to the washroom door. He was eager to see her in the night dress from his brand collections.
"You like to be with her" She said observing his reactions who was now giving picture to his imaginations of Khushi.
"Hmm.."
"You love her"
"Hmm.."
"You wish to marry her"
"No.." He answered immediately.
"Chotte" Anjali gaped at him in alarm. Her breath caught in her throat. She thought their bad days are over. But Arnav answer turned everything upside down.
'Why doesn't he wants to marry? He loves her but what's stopping him?' Mused she.
He looked at her with a frown before Anjali could ask, Khushi broke the brief silence.
"I am hungry. Shall we eat di?" She asked taking the dishes. Anjali gulped at the turn of events. Her appetite vanished in thin air hearing her chotte answer regarding his marriage.
"Di.." Khushi shook Anjali shoulder who was lost in thoughts.
Anjali snapped from her thoughts and forced a smile to Khushi. Khushi handed a served plate to Anjali and took another one for her.
They both eat quietly while Arnav sat comfortably on the bed in a way that he can easily gwack Khushi without much effort. This was the first time he was seeing her in different attire other than her salwars. Indeed the soft velvet cloth magnified her glory. He thought she would feel uncomfortable even though the dress was not much revealing, but he find nothing of that sort much to his astonishment. The dinner passed in silence.
"Di you need to sleep. Besides I feel sleepy too" Khushi said with a yawn.
Arnav frowned at her behaviour. From the time she come out of washroom she didn't spare a glance at him.
Anjali obliged her as she was also on the need of slumber. Khushi helped Anjali whereas Arnav stood up pulling the comforter over her. As she settled comfortably he waited for Khushi to lie down. Khushi quietly laid on the bed. Before she pull the comforter over her, Arnav did it for her.
Khushi closed her eyes instantly. Arnav slowly leaned over her gauging her expressions. She felt him near her yet she didn't react at all. Letting his breath fan over her, he pressed his lips gently on her forehead. A lone tear trailed down her eyes.
Unaware of the turmoil on Khushi mind, Arnav patted her head before doing the same with Anjali.
Making sure of their comfort Arnav left for his room. The moment he left Khushi hide herself under the blanket and buried her face into the pillow to drench it with her tears.
***
Anjali scrunched open her eyes. The new morning gives fresh vibes to her mind. Though she couldn't completely avoid the biggest truth of her life which was like a big black mole on her face, she tried to ignore it.
Her hands automatically went to her neck which was bare of any ornaments. A storm of pain hit directly on the soft spot of her heart. Determined she swallowed the brimming tears. Pushing away the duvet she walked towards the wardrobe. Sliding the door, her hands caressed the sarees which are hanging down with his clothes. Each and every saree tells her a different story.
'Raanisahiba you're looking like a red rose in this red saree'
She closed her eyes pulling down the red saree from the hanger and throws it to the corner. Her hand was now on the next saree.
'This gold saree magnifies your colour Raanisahiba. You're my precious gold'
She pulled her favourite golden saree and trash it into the bin.
Likewise all the saree held separate memories which gave sweet earlier looks disgusting now. Finally she pushed all the dresses down and the wardrobe become mess in no time.
Tears rolled down her cheeks. She did not want to think about all the past but everything stubbornly came to her mind. It angered her. Gritting her teeth she pulled his shirt harshly and crumple it with her hands hoping to get it teared. Instead of subsiding, her anger increased when the fabric material refused to tear.
"Di..." Arnav yelled entering into the room. He held her by shoulders stopping her from hurting herself.
"Leave me chotte. I want to erase his presence. I want to strangle him. I want JUSTICE. I want it!! What was my fault in this?" She breathed heavily supporting herself on Arnav shoulder.
"Please calm down. I am here na" He consoled wiping her sweat and tears.
He slowly escorted her to the bed and made her sit on it.
"Khushi..." He looked up for help and surprised on not finding her.
"Where's she?" Anjali asked in panic forgetting her own pain.
"I.. don't know. Gupta's are still here. I thought she would be here." He whispered and felt a strange fear engulfing him.
"She's not here when I woke up chotte. She must be here somewhere" Said Anjali creating anxiety on her brother's mind. Arnav ran to the washroom only to find it empty and then his feet took him to poolside only to return empty hand.
"Khushi wake uppp..." Payal trailed her sentence seeing the siblings tensed face.
Arnav heart started to beat erratically. He felt something wrong is going to happen or it happened?
"Khushiji is not here" Anjali said with bated breath.
"I thought she's here. She is not with amma, buaji nor she was seen in living room" Payal said with a frown.
Arnav eyes instantly caught the pale night gown on her side of bed which Khushi wore yesterday.
He called the security through intercom. By now everyone assembled on Anjali room and was murmuring and worrying about Khushi absence except Manorama who was not ready to spoil her beauty sleep.
"Did anyone left from the mansion? Did you see Khushi leaving the premises?" Arnav screamed over the phone.
Everyone looked at him as if their life depended on him.
"She left on early morning with Nandhakisore sir"
Payal lowered her head shedding silent tears. Gupta's are also no less, they can defend themselves but then thinking Payal having her whole life in Raizada mansion they zipped their lips. Aakash held Payal palms pressing it silently showing his support. He have grew guts to back answer his mother but not in the talks her mother was referring now.
"Manorama have you gone mad? How can you speak like this? Forget it, we can never straighten the dog tail, can we?"
Manorama felt humiliated and flew away from there. Nani looked at Gupta's with a dubious smile and escorted everyone to finish the unfinished rituals.
***
"So you aren't sleeping?" With that question Arnav entered inside the room.
Anjali and Khushi startled "Chotte.. Arnavji"
"Oh, you guys still remember me" He feigned a mock remark.
"Chotte..That was.. Leave it. Can you bring dinner for us?" Anjali tried to explain her state but then changed her plans as her stomach grumbled in hunger and moreover she has plans to execute.
"I'll ask Hariprakash"
"No." Anjali shrieked earning a weird glance from the other two.
Arnav narrowed his eyes at Anjali whereas she smiled sheepishly.
"What is brewing up di?"
"Haan.. nothing" She shrugged her shoulders.
"You expect me to trust this. Then fine let it be. I'll be back soon. Khushi here is your dress"
He handed a pack to khushi before disperse from there. He thought his di need little alone time with Khushi to share her inner worries. Who other than him knows that Khushi was their antidote.
At once he disappeared Anjali pulled Khushi who was about to move to washroom.
"Di.." She exclaimed.
"Our talk aren't finished yet" Said Anjali.
"You need something?"
Anjali cupped Khushi cheeks fondly "You love chotte, aren't you?"
Khushi flushed at her question.
'Why Nani and di was hell bent on making me embarass with their question? Can't they ask it to him?' Khushi huffed for landing on ackward situation.
"Di.. You're misunderstanding.." She stammered. Her eyes lowered, her heart started to beat in anxiousness. Anjali pouted guessing what should be the reason.
"Is it because of chotte? I am sure he didn't confess it to you yet"
Khushi looked at her in shock.
"Don't be shocked. He's stubborn isn't he?"
Khushi couldn't agree more so nodded in acceptance.
"You want him to propose you?"
Khushi whinned in shy "Di.."
"Leave that upon me" Anjali winked already planning to instigate his brother. At the exact time Arnav entered pushing the trolley.
He noticed the shy smile on Khushi face which warmed his heart "You didn't change yet?"
"Haan..." Khushi startled coming out of her trance. He raised his brows giving her a teasing smile.
"I'll be.. back" She murmured before running towards the washroom. His eyes glued to her, oblivious to the teasing glance of his di.
"You like to rile her up" It was declaration rather a statement from Anjali.
Arnav nodded in trance having his eyes still glued to the washroom door. He was eager to see her in the night dress from his brand collections.
"You like to be with her" She said observing his reactions who was now giving picture to his imaginations of Khushi.
"Hmm.."
"You love her"
"Hmm.."
"You wish to marry her"
"No.." He answered immediately.
"Chotte" Anjali gaped at him in alarm. Her breath caught in her throat. She thought their bad days are over. But Arnav answer turned everything upside down.
'Why doesn't he wants to marry? He loves her but what's stopping him?' Mused she.
He looked at her with a frown before Anjali could ask, Khushi broke the brief silence.
"I am hungry. Shall we eat di?" She asked taking the dishes. Anjali gulped at the turn of events. Her appetite vanished in thin air hearing her chotte answer regarding his marriage.
"Di.." Khushi shook Anjali shoulder who was lost in thoughts.
Anjali snapped from her thoughts and forced a smile to Khushi. Khushi handed a served plate to Anjali and took another one for her.
They both eat quietly while Arnav sat comfortably on the bed in a way that he can easily gwack Khushi without much effort. This was the first time he was seeing her in different attire other than her salwars. Indeed the soft velvet cloth magnified her glory. He thought she would feel uncomfortable even though the dress was not much revealing, but he find nothing of that sort much to his astonishment. The dinner passed in silence.
"Di you need to sleep. Besides I feel sleepy too" Khushi said with a yawn.
Arnav frowned at her behaviour. From the time she come out of washroom she didn't spare a glance at him.
Anjali obliged her as she was also on the need of slumber. Khushi helped Anjali whereas Arnav stood up pulling the comforter over her. As she settled comfortably he waited for Khushi to lie down. Khushi quietly laid on the bed. Before she pull the comforter over her, Arnav did it for her.
Khushi closed her eyes instantly. Arnav slowly leaned over her gauging her expressions. She felt him near her yet she didn't react at all. Letting his breath fan over her, he pressed his lips gently on her forehead. A lone tear trailed down her eyes.
Unaware of the turmoil on Khushi mind, Arnav patted her head before doing the same with Anjali.
Making sure of their comfort Arnav left for his room. The moment he left Khushi hide herself under the blanket and buried her face into the pillow to drench it with her tears.
***
Anjali scrunched open her eyes. The new morning gives fresh vibes to her mind. Though she couldn't completely avoid the biggest truth of her life which was like a big black mole on her face, she tried to ignore it.
Her hands automatically went to her neck which was bare of any ornaments. A storm of pain hit directly on the soft spot of her heart. Determined she swallowed the brimming tears. Pushing away the duvet she walked towards the wardrobe. Sliding the door, her hands caressed the sarees which are hanging down with his clothes. Each and every saree tells her a different story.
'Raanisahiba you're looking like a red rose in this red saree'
She closed her eyes pulling down the red saree from the hanger and throws it to the corner. Her hand was now on the next saree.
'This gold saree magnifies your colour Raanisahiba. You're my precious gold'
She pulled her favourite golden saree and trash it into the bin.
Likewise all the saree held separate memories which gave sweet earlier looks disgusting now. Finally she pushed all the dresses down and the wardrobe become mess in no time.
Tears rolled down her cheeks. She did not want to think about all the past but everything stubbornly came to her mind. It angered her. Gritting her teeth she pulled his shirt harshly and crumple it with her hands hoping to get it teared. Instead of subsiding, her anger increased when the fabric material refused to tear.
"Di..." Arnav yelled entering into the room. He held her by shoulders stopping her from hurting herself.
"Leave me chotte. I want to erase his presence. I want to strangle him. I want JUSTICE. I want it!! What was my fault in this?" She breathed heavily supporting herself on Arnav shoulder.
"Please calm down. I am here na" He consoled wiping her sweat and tears.
He slowly escorted her to the bed and made her sit on it.
"Khushi..." He looked up for help and surprised on not finding her.
"Where's she?" Anjali asked in panic forgetting her own pain.
"I.. don't know. Gupta's are still here. I thought she would be here." He whispered and felt a strange fear engulfing him.
"She's not here when I woke up chotte. She must be here somewhere" Said Anjali creating anxiety on her brother's mind. Arnav ran to the washroom only to find it empty and then his feet took him to poolside only to return empty hand.
"Khushi wake uppp..." Payal trailed her sentence seeing the siblings tensed face.
Arnav heart started to beat erratically. He felt something wrong is going to happen or it happened?
"Khushiji is not here" Anjali said with bated breath.
"I thought she's here. She is not with amma, buaji nor she was seen in living room" Payal said with a frown.
Arnav eyes instantly caught the pale night gown on her side of bed which Khushi wore yesterday.
He called the security through intercom. By now everyone assembled on Anjali room and was murmuring and worrying about Khushi absence except Manorama who was not ready to spoil her beauty sleep.
"Did anyone left from the mansion? Did you see Khushi leaving the premises?" Arnav screamed over the phone.
Everyone looked at him as if their life depended on him.
"She left on early morning with Nandhakisore sir"
*14*
Arnav dialled Nk number and waited for the call to get attended.
'Pick up the phone dammit' He murmured with growing restlessness.
"Where this sankadevi went?" Buaji mumbled and nudged Payal to ask it to Arnav, who is busy in grabbing her contact.
"Arnavji.. Khushi?"
"She's with Nk. Don't worry, I'll look out for her. Don't make it as an issue, you all carry on with your works. I'll be back soon with her"
"Why is she doing this? Can't she inform us about her whereabouts" Buaji muttered cursing her stupidity more if possible.
Arnav marched out calling Khushi number which was also left unattended. He gazed his wrist watch which shows 7. A.M. Where the hell you went Khushi?
"Aman trace Khushi number" He ordered getting inside the car.
'You always love to do this, haaina... You always love to worry me... You always love to make me cry... You always made your thoughts occupy my heart and brain... You always do something to trigger me...'
"You said the other day, but it's you who always made me worry about your safety, it's you who always occupied my thoughts, it's you who made my heart to took rebirth, it's you who do something always to trigger me. Dammit Khushi Gupta" He punched hard the steering getting agitated by her absence.
He drove aimlessly on the road until Aman called informing about Khushi whereabouts. In no time Arnav Singh Raizada stood in front of the closed door with tightened jaws having hard time controlling his anger.
He punched the door bell showing his fury on that poor switch. The door didn't opened increasing his rage. He knocked the door loudly.
"Khushi..."
"Who the hel.." Khushi swallowed the rest of words seeing the raging Arnav.
He pushed her entering into the house closing the door behind him with a thud.
"What are you doing here? This is my house Mr. Raizada, perhaps if you forget" She told sternly placing her palms on either side of her waist.
"I've good memory than you've. It's you who left the mansion early morning without informing anyone. Are you crazy? Didn't you know we would be worried for us?"
"I know what I am doing. By the way, why are you worrying unnecessarily? My presence or absence are nothing of your concern. It's my family right to worry not You"
Her angry words directly hit the bulls eyes inflicting a wound on his heart. For the first time, he felt he's getting his own medicine. Didn't he told her the same many a times? Didn't he hurt her with his sharp tongue? Didn't he questioned her dignity? Didn't he crushed her with his words? His own emotions and realisation choked his throat. He felt hard to bear the hurt. If he felt offended and hurt by her single sentence then how would've she felt when he used his tongue as a knife to tear her heart.
Before he mellow down and decided to take into a light conversation they got disturbed again.
"Hey nannav mera bhai... What are you doing here?" Squealed Nk with sugar syrup dripping down his mouth.
"What are you doing here Nk?" Arnav asked instead of answering him.
Nk chewed the remaining jalebi before replies to him "Khushiji wanted to make jalebi so I accompanied her"
Arnav opened his mouth and closed it again when words refused to come out of his mouth.
"You can't be serious" He mumbled out of shock. He couldn't believe just for jalebi Khushi came here on early morning without informing anyone.
"Now tell me why are you here? Oye oye... Did you come here searching for me?" Asked Nk with cheeky smile.
"I came here for my Jalebi" Smirked Arnav.
Khushi hiccupped darting her pupils at his audacity.
"Strange. You came here all the way for jalebi. Nannav jalebi is a SWEET. You hate sweets remember" Shrieked an horrified Nk thinking as if Arnav mistook jalebi as a spicy dish.
"Who said I hate sweets? It's been months since I started to like jalebi in fact I am in love with jalebi now" Arnav said effortlessly with tongue on his cheek enjoying Khushi flushed form.
Nk sprang from his place and pressed his palm on Arnav forehead "You're not down with fever, are you?" He examined seriously whereas Arnav fixated his eyes on his jalebi.
"Shut up NK. First learn to eat without dirtying yourself" He scorned in annoyance.
Nk smiled sheepishly moving away to clean himself whereas Arnav reached his jalebi in two long strides. Before he place his hand over her shoulder she moved away and sprinted towards the kitchen. Arnav closed his eyes to swallow the bubbling anger.
Let's see how much you run away from me, His corner of lips inched up.
Taking consideration about the noise his footsteps make, he tiptoed to kitchen.
His eager eyes captured the muttering form of Khushi who probably cursing him while preparing new batter to start her next round of jalebi making process. Her hairs tied loosely as a bun. Her dupatta was tied on her side and her lips are moving in jet speed making it hard for him to comprehend anything out of it.
At once his orbs turned dark shade seeing the strewn jalebi batter on her cheekbones glowing like a moon. The yellow semiliquid enhanced her fair skin and that undid his knots. Taking steady steps he stood behind her. Craning his neck he was about to place his lips on her jalebi covered cheek but at last second khushi turned which in turn become the reason for the collision to happen between their lips. Though both gasped at sudden collision one did enjoyed that accident whereas the other dutifully disliked that fact.
As if sensor was fixed on Arnav brain he effortlessly held her hands before it goes on protesting mode and his other palm cupped her cheeks trying to deepen their kiss but sagged miserably as she is squirming on his hold.
Reluctantly he loosened his hold. Taking this as a chance she pushed him with a force that he stumbled few steps back.
"What the..."
"Keep your what the with yourself"
"Khu.."
"What Khushi? Look don't instigate me. Just OUT" She scoffed pointing her index finger at him.
He stood flabbergasted. Her jaws tightened, ears literally release smoke made him agape at her new posture.
"Khu..."
"Don't... Don't call me. You have no right"
That's it the resolve broke, ASR overpowered the calm, composed Arnav.
He pulled her harshly and she came crashed against his chest. Her eyes and mouth opened wide simultaneously.
"What the hell are you thinking Khushi? Just because I didn't said anything doesn't mean you can ORDER ME. Here I am trying to sort out our differences but you're extending it unnecessarily" He hurled whatever came to his mind.
"What is there to sort out? What was between us?" Yelled she, enraged by his dominance even after openly admitting about not marrying her.
He tightened his hold on her arm which makes her impossible to wriggle as the more she squirms, the more she's getting close to him.
"You're asking this? Fine. Why your heart beats elevate whenever I am near you? Why my heart beats in perfect sync with you?" He asked in a low voice crushing her in his frame as much as possible. Khushi lowered her eyes. Her eyes went towards their adhesive chest where both their hearts beating in sync. She gulped at the strange thing happening inside her frame. She badly want to push him and show his place but her stupid heart betraying her thoughts wishing to stay like this forever. Her fingers took a fistful of his shirt as his breath started to fall on her cheeks.
"Did you got your answer?" He whispered bending towards her ear. Khushi on the other hand was fighting between her mind and heart. Her mind was warning about his marriage plans whereas her heart wish to capture his presence and want to cherish it.
When Khushi kept mum Arnav blinked his eyes and cleared his throat. He so want to tell her how much she means to him. He so want to tell her, how he wish to keep her tied with him. He so want to tell her how much he was desperate to sleep beside her and wake up having her beside him. He so want to tell her how much he needs her in all the seconds, minutes, hours, days, years till he breath.
"Khushi..."
Her reverie broke making her snap at him seeing their proximity. She pushed him breaking the hug.
"Why are you doing this? What do you gain by doing all this? Speak something dammit. How can you think about me like that? I never thought you would... you would... I thought you changed. But whom am I kidding you're ASR. ASR who doesn't change his ways for anyone, and I was a mere middle class girl haaina. It's stupid to think everything changed. It's stupid of me to think I meant something to you. It's stupid of me to think that you're in lov.." Khushi blasted with tears wetting her cheeks whereas Arnav who dwelled in her words trying to decipher her behaviour, got alerted when she said then last line. Not giving her a chance to complete her sentence he leaped forward and palmed her mouth to zip her words.
"What the heck are you blabbering Khushi Kumari Gupta? Just because you've big mouth doesn't mean you can speak anything you want"
She furiously pushed his palm away "Same goes to you Mr. Raizada. Just because you've mountain of arrogance and ego doesn't mean you can crush my feelings under your feet and make me dance according to your wishes. I'll never bend down before you crumpling my morals. I heard what you said to di about marriage. Your answer was cut and clear. And I appreciate if you stop persuading me. We're not meant to be. Our morals will never match and it's better to end everything earlier before hurting everyone in process"
She yelled vigorously placing stone in her heart. On the other hand he looked at her with hurt.
"Is this what you think about me? Even after, all we went through the past week. Even after seeing my changed side. Then fine. Maybe you're right. We're not meant to be. Our paths and morals are different which will never match. But isn't our Hearts Match was enough? Won't our feelings are enough? Do you really think I would let this society to point at you, about our relationship? I did it earlier I guess. But not anymore"
As the underlying meaning of his words sunk in her brain, she leaped forward falling hard on his chest clutching him to his dear life. Tears escaped from her eyes making her wonder about the reason behind it. She herself doesn't know that tears are happy one's or the turmoil she suppressed from yesterday night. But she cried, laughed, rubbed her running nose on his chest making him chuckle at her childishness.
"Then why did you said No to di?" She sniffed pinching his arm as a punishment for making her worried for whole night.
"That's surprise. Now come on get ready, we're heading back to RM. Everyone was worried about you" He cooed caressing her back.
"What surprise, that was shock!" Pouted she. He swiftly lowered his head and placed a quick peck on her pout.
***
"You didn't do right by caging me Salesahib. This Shyam Manohar Jha wasn't a criminal lawyer but criminal. You can't even think like me. Don't think you succeeded. You didn't. I will never accept defeat. I know how to escape from here. But poor you, you're proud of your sharp skills right?. I'll crush it... Haha... I already crushed it Salesahib. Be ready to face the consequences of messing with me" Shyam sneered wiping the blood on blood. His demeanor doesn't even an ounce of fear or regret in it. Infact he looks confident more than before.
"I am coming ASR!!!!!"
'Pick up the phone dammit' He murmured with growing restlessness.
"Where this sankadevi went?" Buaji mumbled and nudged Payal to ask it to Arnav, who is busy in grabbing her contact.
"Arnavji.. Khushi?"
"She's with Nk. Don't worry, I'll look out for her. Don't make it as an issue, you all carry on with your works. I'll be back soon with her"
"Why is she doing this? Can't she inform us about her whereabouts" Buaji muttered cursing her stupidity more if possible.
Arnav marched out calling Khushi number which was also left unattended. He gazed his wrist watch which shows 7. A.M. Where the hell you went Khushi?
"Aman trace Khushi number" He ordered getting inside the car.
'You always love to do this, haaina... You always love to worry me... You always love to make me cry... You always made your thoughts occupy my heart and brain... You always do something to trigger me...'
"You said the other day, but it's you who always made me worry about your safety, it's you who always occupied my thoughts, it's you who made my heart to took rebirth, it's you who do something always to trigger me. Dammit Khushi Gupta" He punched hard the steering getting agitated by her absence.
He drove aimlessly on the road until Aman called informing about Khushi whereabouts. In no time Arnav Singh Raizada stood in front of the closed door with tightened jaws having hard time controlling his anger.
He punched the door bell showing his fury on that poor switch. The door didn't opened increasing his rage. He knocked the door loudly.
"Khushi..."
"Who the hel.." Khushi swallowed the rest of words seeing the raging Arnav.
He pushed her entering into the house closing the door behind him with a thud.
"What are you doing here? This is my house Mr. Raizada, perhaps if you forget" She told sternly placing her palms on either side of her waist.
"I've good memory than you've. It's you who left the mansion early morning without informing anyone. Are you crazy? Didn't you know we would be worried for us?"
"I know what I am doing. By the way, why are you worrying unnecessarily? My presence or absence are nothing of your concern. It's my family right to worry not You"
Her angry words directly hit the bulls eyes inflicting a wound on his heart. For the first time, he felt he's getting his own medicine. Didn't he told her the same many a times? Didn't he hurt her with his sharp tongue? Didn't he questioned her dignity? Didn't he crushed her with his words? His own emotions and realisation choked his throat. He felt hard to bear the hurt. If he felt offended and hurt by her single sentence then how would've she felt when he used his tongue as a knife to tear her heart.
Before he mellow down and decided to take into a light conversation they got disturbed again.
"Hey nannav mera bhai... What are you doing here?" Squealed Nk with sugar syrup dripping down his mouth.
"What are you doing here Nk?" Arnav asked instead of answering him.
Nk chewed the remaining jalebi before replies to him "Khushiji wanted to make jalebi so I accompanied her"
Arnav opened his mouth and closed it again when words refused to come out of his mouth.
"You can't be serious" He mumbled out of shock. He couldn't believe just for jalebi Khushi came here on early morning without informing anyone.
"Now tell me why are you here? Oye oye... Did you come here searching for me?" Asked Nk with cheeky smile.
"I came here for my Jalebi" Smirked Arnav.
Khushi hiccupped darting her pupils at his audacity.
"Strange. You came here all the way for jalebi. Nannav jalebi is a SWEET. You hate sweets remember" Shrieked an horrified Nk thinking as if Arnav mistook jalebi as a spicy dish.
"Who said I hate sweets? It's been months since I started to like jalebi in fact I am in love with jalebi now" Arnav said effortlessly with tongue on his cheek enjoying Khushi flushed form.
Nk sprang from his place and pressed his palm on Arnav forehead "You're not down with fever, are you?" He examined seriously whereas Arnav fixated his eyes on his jalebi.
"Shut up NK. First learn to eat without dirtying yourself" He scorned in annoyance.
Nk smiled sheepishly moving away to clean himself whereas Arnav reached his jalebi in two long strides. Before he place his hand over her shoulder she moved away and sprinted towards the kitchen. Arnav closed his eyes to swallow the bubbling anger.
Let's see how much you run away from me, His corner of lips inched up.
Taking consideration about the noise his footsteps make, he tiptoed to kitchen.
His eager eyes captured the muttering form of Khushi who probably cursing him while preparing new batter to start her next round of jalebi making process. Her hairs tied loosely as a bun. Her dupatta was tied on her side and her lips are moving in jet speed making it hard for him to comprehend anything out of it.
At once his orbs turned dark shade seeing the strewn jalebi batter on her cheekbones glowing like a moon. The yellow semiliquid enhanced her fair skin and that undid his knots. Taking steady steps he stood behind her. Craning his neck he was about to place his lips on her jalebi covered cheek but at last second khushi turned which in turn become the reason for the collision to happen between their lips. Though both gasped at sudden collision one did enjoyed that accident whereas the other dutifully disliked that fact.
As if sensor was fixed on Arnav brain he effortlessly held her hands before it goes on protesting mode and his other palm cupped her cheeks trying to deepen their kiss but sagged miserably as she is squirming on his hold.
Reluctantly he loosened his hold. Taking this as a chance she pushed him with a force that he stumbled few steps back.
"What the..."
"Keep your what the with yourself"
"Khu.."
"What Khushi? Look don't instigate me. Just OUT" She scoffed pointing her index finger at him.
He stood flabbergasted. Her jaws tightened, ears literally release smoke made him agape at her new posture.
"Khu..."
"Don't... Don't call me. You have no right"
That's it the resolve broke, ASR overpowered the calm, composed Arnav.
He pulled her harshly and she came crashed against his chest. Her eyes and mouth opened wide simultaneously.
"What the hell are you thinking Khushi? Just because I didn't said anything doesn't mean you can ORDER ME. Here I am trying to sort out our differences but you're extending it unnecessarily" He hurled whatever came to his mind.
"What is there to sort out? What was between us?" Yelled she, enraged by his dominance even after openly admitting about not marrying her.
He tightened his hold on her arm which makes her impossible to wriggle as the more she squirms, the more she's getting close to him.
"You're asking this? Fine. Why your heart beats elevate whenever I am near you? Why my heart beats in perfect sync with you?" He asked in a low voice crushing her in his frame as much as possible. Khushi lowered her eyes. Her eyes went towards their adhesive chest where both their hearts beating in sync. She gulped at the strange thing happening inside her frame. She badly want to push him and show his place but her stupid heart betraying her thoughts wishing to stay like this forever. Her fingers took a fistful of his shirt as his breath started to fall on her cheeks.
"Did you got your answer?" He whispered bending towards her ear. Khushi on the other hand was fighting between her mind and heart. Her mind was warning about his marriage plans whereas her heart wish to capture his presence and want to cherish it.
When Khushi kept mum Arnav blinked his eyes and cleared his throat. He so want to tell her how much she means to him. He so want to tell her, how he wish to keep her tied with him. He so want to tell her how much he was desperate to sleep beside her and wake up having her beside him. He so want to tell her how much he needs her in all the seconds, minutes, hours, days, years till he breath.
"Khushi..."
Her reverie broke making her snap at him seeing their proximity. She pushed him breaking the hug.
"Why are you doing this? What do you gain by doing all this? Speak something dammit. How can you think about me like that? I never thought you would... you would... I thought you changed. But whom am I kidding you're ASR. ASR who doesn't change his ways for anyone, and I was a mere middle class girl haaina. It's stupid to think everything changed. It's stupid of me to think I meant something to you. It's stupid of me to think that you're in lov.." Khushi blasted with tears wetting her cheeks whereas Arnav who dwelled in her words trying to decipher her behaviour, got alerted when she said then last line. Not giving her a chance to complete her sentence he leaped forward and palmed her mouth to zip her words.
"What the heck are you blabbering Khushi Kumari Gupta? Just because you've big mouth doesn't mean you can speak anything you want"
She furiously pushed his palm away "Same goes to you Mr. Raizada. Just because you've mountain of arrogance and ego doesn't mean you can crush my feelings under your feet and make me dance according to your wishes. I'll never bend down before you crumpling my morals. I heard what you said to di about marriage. Your answer was cut and clear. And I appreciate if you stop persuading me. We're not meant to be. Our morals will never match and it's better to end everything earlier before hurting everyone in process"
She yelled vigorously placing stone in her heart. On the other hand he looked at her with hurt.
"Is this what you think about me? Even after, all we went through the past week. Even after seeing my changed side. Then fine. Maybe you're right. We're not meant to be. Our paths and morals are different which will never match. But isn't our Hearts Match was enough? Won't our feelings are enough? Do you really think I would let this society to point at you, about our relationship? I did it earlier I guess. But not anymore"
As the underlying meaning of his words sunk in her brain, she leaped forward falling hard on his chest clutching him to his dear life. Tears escaped from her eyes making her wonder about the reason behind it. She herself doesn't know that tears are happy one's or the turmoil she suppressed from yesterday night. But she cried, laughed, rubbed her running nose on his chest making him chuckle at her childishness.
"Then why did you said No to di?" She sniffed pinching his arm as a punishment for making her worried for whole night.
"That's surprise. Now come on get ready, we're heading back to RM. Everyone was worried about you" He cooed caressing her back.
"What surprise, that was shock!" Pouted she. He swiftly lowered his head and placed a quick peck on her pout.
***
"You didn't do right by caging me Salesahib. This Shyam Manohar Jha wasn't a criminal lawyer but criminal. You can't even think like me. Don't think you succeeded. You didn't. I will never accept defeat. I know how to escape from here. But poor you, you're proud of your sharp skills right?. I'll crush it... Haha... I already crushed it Salesahib. Be ready to face the consequences of messing with me" Shyam sneered wiping the blood on blood. His demeanor doesn't even an ounce of fear or regret in it. Infact he looks confident more than before.
"I am coming ASR!!!!!"
*15- Interlude*
Nk stood fidgeting with his fingers. His teeth clutched the flesh from his lower lip.
Khushi who was the second occupant after him stood confused like ever. She cannot comprehend anything out of his actions. First he barge into Arnav room where she and her arnavji was sharing some moments and then he dragged her to his room much to the displeasure of Arnav and even her. But then since they're here alone she'll make sure to have a talk with him. From his expression she can sense something amiss in his demeanor. If her friend needs her, then she'll be always there for him.
"Nanehji..."
Nk looked at her with unknown emotion. Khushi find it's strange to see him giving uncertain looks.
"Khushiji... I... want to marry.... Will you marry me?" There he said it, what was in his brain giving million volts shock to her.
Khushi stumbled back in shock. Her brain was not ready to buy what her ears heard. Her heart starts racing by his reckless decision. She cupped her mouth to stifle the growl which was ready to erupt out of her mouth.
"Khushiji... I..." Nk took a step forward to clear his stance. He face palmed himself for putting forth his proposal bluntly.
"Stop right there..." Khushi ordered curtly as her brain slowly begin to register the reality.
"Khushiji.. I am sorry. I know... I.. shouldn't.. have asked..."
"I thought you're sensible though you show yourself as a carefree man. But... you're also like others." Said she bitterly. Her brain was clouded with the proposal from her best friend she thinks to be, caught her off guard that she cannot think straight.
"You're taking me wrong. I mean... I am willing to marry you because I want best for you.." He blurted out not the way he intended to.
She furrowed her brows in confusion.
"Khushiji. I know you and I know about Shyam too" He stopped for a brief time as his words sunk in Khushi who darted her pupils.
"How.. what?"
"I... heard nannav saying this to dadiji. I was shocked. I couldn't believe someone like jija.. shyam would go to this extent to kill someone and that someone was his wife. I mean yaar always he presented himself as a gentleman. But in reality he's anything but gentleman! And the worst, he was behind you Khushiji. Someone sweet, innocent, courageous person like you don't deserve this. I... couldn't digest the fact that he was eyeing you. You're a treasure khushiji. And.. as a adventures freak, I want that treasure. I want to cherish it.. I want to hide you from that basta.. Shyam.. I"
As he keep explaining his stance Khushi blood boiled and she pitied herself for falling in this place. When his words started to scratch her principles she couldn't help but to intervene.
"What makes you think that I would agree with you? Do you think I am weak and a porcelain doll that has to be kept on showcase? Tell me. Am I a doll that everyone wants me in their possession?"
Her heart still couldn't believe the fact of her best friend put forth a marriage proposal. The mere idea of having befriending with males was now terrifying her. First Shyam and now Nk.
Nk was different from shyam, she knows. But then for the fact she would not step back from showing her displeasure on this mere idea and the betrayal from him. Out of all she didn't expected him to speak like this. How could he suggest this in the first place?
"Khushiji you're getting me wrong again. I know you're strong. Strong enough to argue and answer back nannav. Infact you're the only one who stood against him on all his wrongdoings. All I want to say is that I.. like you.. And knowing nannav, I am sure once shyam matter is out, you'll not be same like before. I did not want that. He'll make sure of his di happiness but what about you? Your feelings also got played by Shyam. You also need justice from him like di does. Everyone will stood beside di and I want to stand for you"
"I appreciate your thoughts nanehji. But why are you suggesting marriage? It's not child play nor funny thing to do. You can stand by me even being my FRIEND. Are you among those who thinks a girl and a boy can never be friends?" She raised her voice first time against him.
"Khushiji. It's not.. I... I like to spend time with you. I like your company. I thought we'll make a good pair as we get along well in almost all matters. We're almost similar.."
"That sounds materialistic" Khushi sat on bed with a sigh. She clearly understood his state of mind. He was confused.
The word materialistic jolted his system. He felt as if he come out from one of his dream.
"Nanehji I don't know how you concluded this decision. For a marriage, Love should be the prominent cause, not any other thing. Your intention of protecting me shows your care towards me but please don't name it under which wasn't there. Liking one's company was different from loving someone. Just tell me nanehji what would you feel if I meet with accident?"
She explained and put forward the question remembering something.
"Obviously, I would admit you into hospital. What's in it?" Nk answered not getting her point.
Khushi smiled a little and begun to clear the confusion "Because you're my friend. Friends always look out for our wellbeing. But... If you love someone then your brain will stop working, the moment you got to know about smallest discomfort of your loved one's you would be devastated beyond your thinking capability that made you forget even simplest things. That's love nanehji. That was the base of marriage"
She said remembering the horrible morning she went through. The moment she got to know Arnav was missing, only she knows how she died thousand deaths. And even she knows how Arnav gone through the same when she went with Nk to get ghee during puja and how he shattered thinking she met with an accident.
"I am so sorry Khushiji... I don't know how stupidly I asked you a stupid question. I acted impulsive. I... Please don't stop your friendship with me. I'll not forgive myself if you do so. I'll always stand by your side as your FRIEND"
Khushi smiled and shared a friendly hug. She realised a sigh in relief. She got scared when Nk dragged her all the way.
Khushi who was the second occupant after him stood confused like ever. She cannot comprehend anything out of his actions. First he barge into Arnav room where she and her arnavji was sharing some moments and then he dragged her to his room much to the displeasure of Arnav and even her. But then since they're here alone she'll make sure to have a talk with him. From his expression she can sense something amiss in his demeanor. If her friend needs her, then she'll be always there for him.
"Nanehji..."
Nk looked at her with unknown emotion. Khushi find it's strange to see him giving uncertain looks.
"Khushiji... I... want to marry.... Will you marry me?" There he said it, what was in his brain giving million volts shock to her.
Khushi stumbled back in shock. Her brain was not ready to buy what her ears heard. Her heart starts racing by his reckless decision. She cupped her mouth to stifle the growl which was ready to erupt out of her mouth.
"Khushiji... I..." Nk took a step forward to clear his stance. He face palmed himself for putting forth his proposal bluntly.
"Stop right there..." Khushi ordered curtly as her brain slowly begin to register the reality.
"Khushiji.. I am sorry. I know... I.. shouldn't.. have asked..."
"I thought you're sensible though you show yourself as a carefree man. But... you're also like others." Said she bitterly. Her brain was clouded with the proposal from her best friend she thinks to be, caught her off guard that she cannot think straight.
"You're taking me wrong. I mean... I am willing to marry you because I want best for you.." He blurted out not the way he intended to.
She furrowed her brows in confusion.
"Khushiji. I know you and I know about Shyam too" He stopped for a brief time as his words sunk in Khushi who darted her pupils.
"How.. what?"
"I... heard nannav saying this to dadiji. I was shocked. I couldn't believe someone like jija.. shyam would go to this extent to kill someone and that someone was his wife. I mean yaar always he presented himself as a gentleman. But in reality he's anything but gentleman! And the worst, he was behind you Khushiji. Someone sweet, innocent, courageous person like you don't deserve this. I... couldn't digest the fact that he was eyeing you. You're a treasure khushiji. And.. as a adventures freak, I want that treasure. I want to cherish it.. I want to hide you from that basta.. Shyam.. I"
As he keep explaining his stance Khushi blood boiled and she pitied herself for falling in this place. When his words started to scratch her principles she couldn't help but to intervene.
"What makes you think that I would agree with you? Do you think I am weak and a porcelain doll that has to be kept on showcase? Tell me. Am I a doll that everyone wants me in their possession?"
Her heart still couldn't believe the fact of her best friend put forth a marriage proposal. The mere idea of having befriending with males was now terrifying her. First Shyam and now Nk.
Nk was different from shyam, she knows. But then for the fact she would not step back from showing her displeasure on this mere idea and the betrayal from him. Out of all she didn't expected him to speak like this. How could he suggest this in the first place?
"Khushiji you're getting me wrong again. I know you're strong. Strong enough to argue and answer back nannav. Infact you're the only one who stood against him on all his wrongdoings. All I want to say is that I.. like you.. And knowing nannav, I am sure once shyam matter is out, you'll not be same like before. I did not want that. He'll make sure of his di happiness but what about you? Your feelings also got played by Shyam. You also need justice from him like di does. Everyone will stood beside di and I want to stand for you"
"I appreciate your thoughts nanehji. But why are you suggesting marriage? It's not child play nor funny thing to do. You can stand by me even being my FRIEND. Are you among those who thinks a girl and a boy can never be friends?" She raised her voice first time against him.
"Khushiji. It's not.. I... I like to spend time with you. I like your company. I thought we'll make a good pair as we get along well in almost all matters. We're almost similar.."
"That sounds materialistic" Khushi sat on bed with a sigh. She clearly understood his state of mind. He was confused.
The word materialistic jolted his system. He felt as if he come out from one of his dream.
"Nanehji I don't know how you concluded this decision. For a marriage, Love should be the prominent cause, not any other thing. Your intention of protecting me shows your care towards me but please don't name it under which wasn't there. Liking one's company was different from loving someone. Just tell me nanehji what would you feel if I meet with accident?"
She explained and put forward the question remembering something.
"Obviously, I would admit you into hospital. What's in it?" Nk answered not getting her point.
Khushi smiled a little and begun to clear the confusion "Because you're my friend. Friends always look out for our wellbeing. But... If you love someone then your brain will stop working, the moment you got to know about smallest discomfort of your loved one's you would be devastated beyond your thinking capability that made you forget even simplest things. That's love nanehji. That was the base of marriage"
She said remembering the horrible morning she went through. The moment she got to know Arnav was missing, only she knows how she died thousand deaths. And even she knows how Arnav gone through the same when she went with Nk to get ghee during puja and how he shattered thinking she met with an accident.
"I am so sorry Khushiji... I don't know how stupidly I asked you a stupid question. I acted impulsive. I... Please don't stop your friendship with me. I'll not forgive myself if you do so. I'll always stand by your side as your FRIEND"
Khushi smiled and shared a friendly hug. She realised a sigh in relief. She got scared when Nk dragged her all the way.
*16*
"Khushiji, Is this box for nannav? But doesn't it looks strange. Imagine karela ASR eating jalebi relishing it's sweet taste getting dripped in sugar syrup" Nk imagined the scene he recited.
Khushi chuckled at his thoughts and involuntarily her eyes went to Arnav. Arnav who was driving the car also looked at her. She smiled at him for which he smirked with tinge of mischief. She wondered on the change of his demeanor.
"Keep your imaginations to yourself Nk. By the way Khushi knows how I relish my jalebi"
Khushi's pupils darted in shock. His words on referring her as jalebi earlier strikes her brain. A lateritious hue spread on her cheeks and it increases when she gives picture to Nk imaginations. She gulped at the scandalous image and chanted thousand devimaaiyaa seeking her apology for thinking shameless things.
"Khushiji what happened to you? You're sweating and your skin turned red. Oh god nannav something happened to her health" Terrified Nk said it in worry whereas Khushi flushed more if possible.
Arnav had hard time controlling his smirk knowing the exact reason behind Khushi state. Pretending to be worried he applied breaks.
"Khushi what happened? Are you ok?" He asked innocently.
Khushi was not in the state to interpret his fakeness. She cleared her throat "Nothing, I.. am fine.." She said through her flustered form with difficulty. Pitying her state, Arnav ordered Nk to buy a water bottle from nearby store.
Nodding dutifully Nk slipped out from the car. After making sure about his departure, Arnav placed his palm on her sweating palm gently.
She snapped her eyes at him "Relax Khushi"
He stroked her palms softly telling her to relax "Just calm down. Don't feel awkward, it was normal. Eventually you'll get used to it"
He caressed her cheeks with his other palm whereas khushi released a sigh. She took a deep breath and calm down her senses.
"After breakfast we're going to a place and dare you tag anyone with us" He warned.
She nodded in confusion.
"Khushiji..." Hearing Nk voice Arnav withdraw his hands. Khushi straightened herself. Her palm rubbed the fabric over her chest in an attempt to calm down her heart beats.
Meanwhile Nk handed her a water bottle and khushi gulped the content. Nk worriedly looked at her. Arnav assured him seeing his worried glance.
"She's fine Nk. Get in"
Nk looked at her for confirmation. Khushi smiled in understanding.
"I am fine nanehji"
After exact ten minutes the trio enter inside the premises of shantivan.
"I can't believe this sankadevi went to make Jalebi's" Muttered buaji in shock.
"I didn't know our kitchen lacks oil and flour" Nani said in a tone which no one could comprehend whether it was a tease or suspicion.
"Err... I wanted to make Laxmi Nagar Jalebi that's why I went there" Khushi said with a sad pout trying to cover up her blunder as everyone begun poking her with questions.
"So you went to Laxmi Nagar to prepare Laxmi Nagar Jalebi's. Khushi are you sure, you didn't hit your head somewhere" Came an question from Payal.
"Khushi tell the truth. Did something happen to you?" Worried Garima asked and only one who didn't make fun of her.
"Hello hi hi byee.. byee... We're using top brand oil and every item in this mansion was more healthy than your Laxmi Nagar" Mami taunted making faces.
"Manorama.." Nani raised her voice to stop her from insult further.
Arnav stood amused at the way everyone pester Khushi with their questions. In fact he enjoyed their questions which made her flush in embarassment. Only he and she knows the real reason. Well, that sounds possessive to him. The thing which remains only between them gives the feel of being owned. But the his brows furrowed next instant "Where's di?"
"She went to temple bhai" Replied Aakash.
"We told her to not to go alone and we all accompany her. But she wanted alone time. I sent bodyguards with her bhai" Added he seeing the anger resurfacing in Arnav eyes.
Arnav nodded curtly and climb up the stairs twice in single step. He badly needs cold shower. Only he knows how much self control needed to put up a gentleman act when all he wanted was to grab her and ravish her when her reddened cheeks undid his knots. Without clearing the invisible wall between them he promised himself to keep distance from her. He knows he has long way to wait but then at last worth is what he wants. He just hope whatever he planned for them will not spilt them apart.
"Hello hi bye bye... Hey elder Gupta, did you forget that you got married yesterday. It's not your maternal home where you can lazily chit chat with your sister"
"Maa stop it. She has name Payal, Payal Singh Raizada, bahu of this house. Give her the respect maa"
"Oh so now you want me to fell on her feet and do all the works. Single night is enough for her to change you. Disgus..."
"SHUT UP MAA. Do you even realise what are you saying? Don't lower your value just to show her wrong? I don't know what's your problem with her" Aakash raised his voice and slowly mellowed down as Payal pressed his arm with teary eyes.
Gupta's felt bad seeing the way she treats Payal. Khushi thought to support her sister but then seeing Aakash stood for her, Khushi could only fly high.
Manorama sends a stern glare to Payal and left from there. Nani heaved a sigh being tired of her drama's.
***
"Arey waah... Princess of Raizada clan couldn't live without her husband that she came here to meet me the very next morning after her brother caged him" Shyam sarcastic voice boomed across the dark room where a small bulb was switched on for Miss. Raizada.
"Seems like my brother showed some mercy on you. Perhaps you wouldn't speak like this after getting caged in this dark room" Spoke she with confidence dripping from her each and every cell.
"Wow... Scared kitten out of the box. If you showed 0.1% of this quirkiness earlier we would've been great in certain terms of relationship, you know" He winked in a nasty way.
Her blood boiled and she felt disgusted to even think that she shared her life with him and a part of him was growing on her womb.
"Shut your bloody mouth Mr. Jha. I am still surprised seeing your guts on arguing back with me when your time and game was over already. Shouldn't you be begging on my feet for some mercy?"
Shyam laughed hysterically like a mad man "Impressed Mrs. Jha"
"Miss. RAIZADA" She said through gritted teeth.
"Ouch.. it hurts. What a change over man? Mrs. Jha gained some guts. Where's the porcelain doll who fooled on my love?" He cocked his brows.
"It's Ms. Raizada Mr. Jha, imprint this on your mind. And I am not seeing any Mrs. Jha here, who's she?" She asked leisurely leaning back on the wooden chair.
"Trying hard to play smart ah? If you forget let me remind you you're still my wife Mrs. Jha"
"In your dreams Mr. Jha. What do you think? I am the same dump women who worshipped you keeping you as her priority. Naah... She died Mr. Jha. Standing in front you was Ms. Raizada, sister of ASR"
"Oh I see... Where..."
"I am not having whole day for you Mr. Jha. I came here to inform you that...." She smirked evilly and enjoyed watching his desperation "You're no longer my husband and your partner in crime was... died"
Shyam face went pale losing it's colour while she smirked in victory.
"What..? How..? When..? I didn't sign divorce papers..."
"Too poor... Mr. Shyam Manohar Jha underestimated his ex-wife. Afterall I am also ASR, Mr. Jha. Anjali Singh Raizada"
Khushi chuckled at his thoughts and involuntarily her eyes went to Arnav. Arnav who was driving the car also looked at her. She smiled at him for which he smirked with tinge of mischief. She wondered on the change of his demeanor.
"Keep your imaginations to yourself Nk. By the way Khushi knows how I relish my jalebi"
Khushi's pupils darted in shock. His words on referring her as jalebi earlier strikes her brain. A lateritious hue spread on her cheeks and it increases when she gives picture to Nk imaginations. She gulped at the scandalous image and chanted thousand devimaaiyaa seeking her apology for thinking shameless things.
"Khushiji what happened to you? You're sweating and your skin turned red. Oh god nannav something happened to her health" Terrified Nk said it in worry whereas Khushi flushed more if possible.
Arnav had hard time controlling his smirk knowing the exact reason behind Khushi state. Pretending to be worried he applied breaks.
"Khushi what happened? Are you ok?" He asked innocently.
Khushi was not in the state to interpret his fakeness. She cleared her throat "Nothing, I.. am fine.." She said through her flustered form with difficulty. Pitying her state, Arnav ordered Nk to buy a water bottle from nearby store.
Nodding dutifully Nk slipped out from the car. After making sure about his departure, Arnav placed his palm on her sweating palm gently.
She snapped her eyes at him "Relax Khushi"
He stroked her palms softly telling her to relax "Just calm down. Don't feel awkward, it was normal. Eventually you'll get used to it"
He caressed her cheeks with his other palm whereas khushi released a sigh. She took a deep breath and calm down her senses.
"After breakfast we're going to a place and dare you tag anyone with us" He warned.
She nodded in confusion.
"Khushiji..." Hearing Nk voice Arnav withdraw his hands. Khushi straightened herself. Her palm rubbed the fabric over her chest in an attempt to calm down her heart beats.
Meanwhile Nk handed her a water bottle and khushi gulped the content. Nk worriedly looked at her. Arnav assured him seeing his worried glance.
"She's fine Nk. Get in"
Nk looked at her for confirmation. Khushi smiled in understanding.
"I am fine nanehji"
After exact ten minutes the trio enter inside the premises of shantivan.
"I can't believe this sankadevi went to make Jalebi's" Muttered buaji in shock.
"I didn't know our kitchen lacks oil and flour" Nani said in a tone which no one could comprehend whether it was a tease or suspicion.
"Err... I wanted to make Laxmi Nagar Jalebi that's why I went there" Khushi said with a sad pout trying to cover up her blunder as everyone begun poking her with questions.
"So you went to Laxmi Nagar to prepare Laxmi Nagar Jalebi's. Khushi are you sure, you didn't hit your head somewhere" Came an question from Payal.
"Khushi tell the truth. Did something happen to you?" Worried Garima asked and only one who didn't make fun of her.
"Hello hi hi byee.. byee... We're using top brand oil and every item in this mansion was more healthy than your Laxmi Nagar" Mami taunted making faces.
"Manorama.." Nani raised her voice to stop her from insult further.
Arnav stood amused at the way everyone pester Khushi with their questions. In fact he enjoyed their questions which made her flush in embarassment. Only he and she knows the real reason. Well, that sounds possessive to him. The thing which remains only between them gives the feel of being owned. But the his brows furrowed next instant "Where's di?"
"She went to temple bhai" Replied Aakash.
"We told her to not to go alone and we all accompany her. But she wanted alone time. I sent bodyguards with her bhai" Added he seeing the anger resurfacing in Arnav eyes.
Arnav nodded curtly and climb up the stairs twice in single step. He badly needs cold shower. Only he knows how much self control needed to put up a gentleman act when all he wanted was to grab her and ravish her when her reddened cheeks undid his knots. Without clearing the invisible wall between them he promised himself to keep distance from her. He knows he has long way to wait but then at last worth is what he wants. He just hope whatever he planned for them will not spilt them apart.
"Hello hi bye bye... Hey elder Gupta, did you forget that you got married yesterday. It's not your maternal home where you can lazily chit chat with your sister"
"Maa stop it. She has name Payal, Payal Singh Raizada, bahu of this house. Give her the respect maa"
"Oh so now you want me to fell on her feet and do all the works. Single night is enough for her to change you. Disgus..."
"SHUT UP MAA. Do you even realise what are you saying? Don't lower your value just to show her wrong? I don't know what's your problem with her" Aakash raised his voice and slowly mellowed down as Payal pressed his arm with teary eyes.
Gupta's felt bad seeing the way she treats Payal. Khushi thought to support her sister but then seeing Aakash stood for her, Khushi could only fly high.
Manorama sends a stern glare to Payal and left from there. Nani heaved a sigh being tired of her drama's.
***
"Arey waah... Princess of Raizada clan couldn't live without her husband that she came here to meet me the very next morning after her brother caged him" Shyam sarcastic voice boomed across the dark room where a small bulb was switched on for Miss. Raizada.
"Seems like my brother showed some mercy on you. Perhaps you wouldn't speak like this after getting caged in this dark room" Spoke she with confidence dripping from her each and every cell.
"Wow... Scared kitten out of the box. If you showed 0.1% of this quirkiness earlier we would've been great in certain terms of relationship, you know" He winked in a nasty way.
Her blood boiled and she felt disgusted to even think that she shared her life with him and a part of him was growing on her womb.
"Shut your bloody mouth Mr. Jha. I am still surprised seeing your guts on arguing back with me when your time and game was over already. Shouldn't you be begging on my feet for some mercy?"
Shyam laughed hysterically like a mad man "Impressed Mrs. Jha"
"Miss. RAIZADA" She said through gritted teeth.
"Ouch.. it hurts. What a change over man? Mrs. Jha gained some guts. Where's the porcelain doll who fooled on my love?" He cocked his brows.
"It's Ms. Raizada Mr. Jha, imprint this on your mind. And I am not seeing any Mrs. Jha here, who's she?" She asked leisurely leaning back on the wooden chair.
"Trying hard to play smart ah? If you forget let me remind you you're still my wife Mrs. Jha"
"In your dreams Mr. Jha. What do you think? I am the same dump women who worshipped you keeping you as her priority. Naah... She died Mr. Jha. Standing in front you was Ms. Raizada, sister of ASR"
"Oh I see... Where..."
"I am not having whole day for you Mr. Jha. I came here to inform you that...." She smirked evilly and enjoyed watching his desperation "You're no longer my husband and your partner in crime was... died"
Shyam face went pale losing it's colour while she smirked in victory.
"What..? How..? When..? I didn't sign divorce papers..."
"Too poor... Mr. Shyam Manohar Jha underestimated his ex-wife. Afterall I am also ASR, Mr. Jha. Anjali Singh Raizada"
*17*
"Di this is not fair, who asked you to go alone? You took advantage of my absence, aren't you?" His irritated voice reached to Anjali over the phone.
"I am in important meeti... in important prayer chotte. Will see you at home. Bye" With that she ended the call in hurry leaving her brother's what the hang out in air.
***
"Where are we going? At least speak something naa..." Khushi asked and then pleaded for umpteenth time.
"Hey devimaaiyaa... Is this some kind of punishment for lying to my family" Pouted she getting his silence again. She lied to her family about some non existing work which has to be finished asap to accompany Arnav.
"Shut up Khushi"
"Why? I'll not. You know me very well, I can't sit quite for more than few minutes and here you're hell bent on irritating me with your silence"
"You also know that I am not a talkative person. So don't pester me.."
"Haww... How can you say that? See this is what I said we both are so different"
"So what you suggests now?"
"NOTHING"
She sat straight crossing her arms under her chest and turned her head aside. Arnav hid his smile after experiencing one of her childish antics.
The car stopped on some isolated place. Khushi noticed the surroundings yet didn't took initiative to question about her confusion. She sat firm on her place huffing in annoyance.
He step out from his seat and stretched his palm out for her to hold after opening her side of door.
She made faces and got down ignoring his extended arm. Soon her annoyed face changed giving way to astonishment to took it's place.
"Arnavji yeah..."
"Come..." Arnav held her small palm in his large one's and begin to walk slowly.
Khushi captured the serene nature of colourful flowers, greeny leaves and the floral scent soothed her nerves. She kept looking the small herbs, leaves from several vines that she didn't realise that they stopped walking.
"Do you like this place?"
"Like? I love this place arnavji" She glanced at him with her beaming smile. Arnav smiled in ease. He doesn't want anything other than this.
She detangles her palm from his hold and walked further to get close look at the flowers.
Her soft palm caressed a soft red rose which attracted her amidst of the all colourful flowers. Her heart started to flutter at the thought of him proposing her in this serene atmosphere. She thought he get her here to confess his feelings. She was waiting for a full packed proposal that she got annoyed when he decided to keep mum.
"This was special to me. I.. planted this and that tree with maa" He whispered groggily not averting his eyes from the rose.
Khushi looked at him in shock. She felt she doesn't know the man beside her earlier. Well, anyone in her place would think so. The man who hate the mere sight of her earlier was showing his precious and sharing his precious memories with her was just unbelievable. He kept his palm over her which was on the soft petal. His thumb started to caress both the softness, the rose and her finger.
"She would be happy to see you here" He said after a brief silence.
"You two would have shared a great rapport if she was here"
"She likes gardening. She likes roses the most"
"She... I miss her a lot... I wish she was here. Di.."
"Shh.."
She left the rose and cupped his cheeks with her both palms without hesitation.
"I want you to know this place. I want maamma blessings for us. I..."
"Her blessings are always with you arnavji. She was watching you from there" She said softly rasing her brows upwards. Gone her displeasure on him for not proposing her.
"You asked me why I said no to marriage. I want to make mamma wishes true" Said he opening the main topic.
Khushi frowned though she braced herself to listen with utter interest.
"She wished to study and achieve her dreams Khushi. But then due to nana's health condition she was married off early at her 18 years. And di happened following by me. She never got the chance to fulfill her dreams nor her marriage was successful. I don't... want the same for you. The sooner we marry, the earlier family responsibilities will fall on your head. And mind you, the role of ASR wife will not be easy as you think" He flicked her nose at the end trying to keep the conversation less intense. He is not fond of intense conversations which makes him weak.
She is not in the state to notice his teasing. She was totally bowled by his confession. He didn't confess the three words but his actions said everything. How much right the phrase is, Actions speak louder than words. He wants to give her a life which consists of only Khushi Kumari Gupta. He wants to fulfill his mother's dream through her, giving her an equal priority to his mother. Does she need any words other than this?
"Khushi..." He called her seeing lost in thoughts.
"I thought you're ashamed of me"
"What??"
"I thought... You're embarassed..."
"What the hell Khushi?" He raised his voice and then calmed down as her eyes fluttered uncertainly "Come on Khushi... I admit most of the times I got irritated by your antics. But trust me that was what makes me feel alive, makes me feel like a human. Unknowingly you broke the machinery schedule in my life. I just... Now don't gwack at me as if I am alien from other planet"
"Waaah... You know to speak lengthy dialogues too" She feigned an exclaiment breaking his flow unknowingly.
"Shut up Khushi.."
"Ok now continue.." She placed her finger over her lips presenting a obedient posture which seems to distract him more than ever she imagined.
He opened his mouth and closed it when words refused to form as sentence.
'Every man in this world asked my hand for marriage. But this arrogant Raizada who only has the opportunity to win the deal didn't even feel the need to ask. Great!'
As if he heard her mutter, he pokes her index finger which was on her lips.
"Err... Don't you think, We would make a good pair"
"Hey devimaaiyaaaa... What harm did I do to you that you send this unromantic, robot in my life?" She muttered dramatically rolling her big eyes.
Arnav groaned as his patience was slipping away. Already it took all his practice and patience to open up before her like this. And here she was hell bent on destroying his flow and then demand it back when he went blank.
"Look Khushi, I want us to explore our other aspects of life before taking it forward with the biggest step of our life. I want you to do what you likes. I want you to continue your studies. You stopped your education midway because of your family issues right and then our meet. Everything happened the way it should not be. I want to erase all the old memories, though that would not be fully possible. I want to try our best. You gone through a lot in young age. This age is not for sacrificing to other demands, it's an age to enjoy your life. I didn't enjoyed my late teens Khushi and certainly I would not wish the same for you. Till now I don't know how much you sacrificed for others and how many wishes of you are fulfilled. But since you're my part now, I want to give you everything which I can. I want to give life to your dreams. You should be cherished Khushi..."
He leaned forward and linger his lips gently on her forehead. She closed her eyes in content. She was too overwhelmed to speak anything. He conveyed everything what she expected from her prince charming except the exact words. A pout formed on her lips at the thought. Being an ardent follower of bollywood movies she expected a filmy proposal. But then doesn't she know, for whom her heart beats and certainly she would get anything but a filmy proposal from the particular whom was merely impossible.
"Why do I feel you're desperate on marriage? Missing me, are you?" Winked he hearing her thoughts which she voice out aloud unknowingly.
"And why do I feel you're desperate on pushing me away, scared of sharing your life with me?" Rebuked she picking up his suit.
He bit her alluring cheeks before shouting "Yesss sankadevi..." and escaped from her hit in an blink.
"Laadgovernor... You..." She yelled and ran behind him chasing him, rubbing her reddened cheeks.
She saw him running in a maniac speed. Grinning, she stomped her feet purposely in a small stone and he came running towards her.
He sit in the grass and took her feet in his thighs "Khushi are you ok? What happened?"
Instead of an answer he felt a punch land on his shoulder.
"What the..."
Another punch landed on his chest. He hissed in pain the next moment as she bit his cheeks without prior notice.
"What the hell.." He uttered in surprise.
She pointed her index finger at him in a warning way "If you tease me one more time then I'll bite you"
Without warning he pushed her and hovered over her frame "If you bite me one more time then I'll..." He mimicked like her and bend down to place his lips on hers.
When they're a millimetre apart Khushi pushed him.
"Mamma was watching"
"Crazy girl" He could only mutter seeing her running around the garden like a butterfly after pushing him down.
Doesn't she deserve a proper confession?
His mind swirled with the thought. He watched her smelling a flower and an instant idea popped on his mind.
Without her notice he sneaked aside and scribbled something on the bark of the tree with a stone.
The normal heart beats of her sensed that he's not looking at her nor he's near her, she glanced back and found him doing something on the tree. Furrowing her brows she walked and stood behind him.
He pulled her infront of him in microseconds. She gasped at the creation he made. He placed his chin on her left shoulder and his arms circled around her waist. Her palms automatically came to rest on his joint arms against her tummy.
Her eyes danced in mirth. She raised her palm and caressed the scribbling on the bark.
"Arnav Loves his Khushi" He recited on her ear huskily.
Instantly she turned around on his arms and throws her arm around his neck. Tiptoed she grazed his earlobes with her lips "Khushi Loves her Arnav"
He breathed her fragrance feeling content in her arms.
"ARNAV KHUSHI HAMESHA" He breathed in ecstasy.
"Haan.. with Arshi and Khushav" She said in a trance.
It's not the end but the beginning of their lives, beginning of their love, beginning of their reality, beginning of their journey.
"I am in important meeti... in important prayer chotte. Will see you at home. Bye" With that she ended the call in hurry leaving her brother's what the hang out in air.
***
"Where are we going? At least speak something naa..." Khushi asked and then pleaded for umpteenth time.
"Hey devimaaiyaa... Is this some kind of punishment for lying to my family" Pouted she getting his silence again. She lied to her family about some non existing work which has to be finished asap to accompany Arnav.
"Shut up Khushi"
"Why? I'll not. You know me very well, I can't sit quite for more than few minutes and here you're hell bent on irritating me with your silence"
"You also know that I am not a talkative person. So don't pester me.."
"Haww... How can you say that? See this is what I said we both are so different"
"So what you suggests now?"
"NOTHING"
She sat straight crossing her arms under her chest and turned her head aside. Arnav hid his smile after experiencing one of her childish antics.
The car stopped on some isolated place. Khushi noticed the surroundings yet didn't took initiative to question about her confusion. She sat firm on her place huffing in annoyance.
He step out from his seat and stretched his palm out for her to hold after opening her side of door.
She made faces and got down ignoring his extended arm. Soon her annoyed face changed giving way to astonishment to took it's place.
"Arnavji yeah..."
"Come..." Arnav held her small palm in his large one's and begin to walk slowly.
Khushi captured the serene nature of colourful flowers, greeny leaves and the floral scent soothed her nerves. She kept looking the small herbs, leaves from several vines that she didn't realise that they stopped walking.
"Do you like this place?"
"Like? I love this place arnavji" She glanced at him with her beaming smile. Arnav smiled in ease. He doesn't want anything other than this.
She detangles her palm from his hold and walked further to get close look at the flowers.
Her soft palm caressed a soft red rose which attracted her amidst of the all colourful flowers. Her heart started to flutter at the thought of him proposing her in this serene atmosphere. She thought he get her here to confess his feelings. She was waiting for a full packed proposal that she got annoyed when he decided to keep mum.
"This was special to me. I.. planted this and that tree with maa" He whispered groggily not averting his eyes from the rose.
Khushi looked at him in shock. She felt she doesn't know the man beside her earlier. Well, anyone in her place would think so. The man who hate the mere sight of her earlier was showing his precious and sharing his precious memories with her was just unbelievable. He kept his palm over her which was on the soft petal. His thumb started to caress both the softness, the rose and her finger.
"She would be happy to see you here" He said after a brief silence.
"You two would have shared a great rapport if she was here"
"She likes gardening. She likes roses the most"
"She... I miss her a lot... I wish she was here. Di.."
"Shh.."
She left the rose and cupped his cheeks with her both palms without hesitation.
"I want you to know this place. I want maamma blessings for us. I..."
"Her blessings are always with you arnavji. She was watching you from there" She said softly rasing her brows upwards. Gone her displeasure on him for not proposing her.
"You asked me why I said no to marriage. I want to make mamma wishes true" Said he opening the main topic.
Khushi frowned though she braced herself to listen with utter interest.
"She wished to study and achieve her dreams Khushi. But then due to nana's health condition she was married off early at her 18 years. And di happened following by me. She never got the chance to fulfill her dreams nor her marriage was successful. I don't... want the same for you. The sooner we marry, the earlier family responsibilities will fall on your head. And mind you, the role of ASR wife will not be easy as you think" He flicked her nose at the end trying to keep the conversation less intense. He is not fond of intense conversations which makes him weak.
She is not in the state to notice his teasing. She was totally bowled by his confession. He didn't confess the three words but his actions said everything. How much right the phrase is, Actions speak louder than words. He wants to give her a life which consists of only Khushi Kumari Gupta. He wants to fulfill his mother's dream through her, giving her an equal priority to his mother. Does she need any words other than this?
"Khushi..." He called her seeing lost in thoughts.
"I thought you're ashamed of me"
"What??"
"I thought... You're embarassed..."
"What the hell Khushi?" He raised his voice and then calmed down as her eyes fluttered uncertainly "Come on Khushi... I admit most of the times I got irritated by your antics. But trust me that was what makes me feel alive, makes me feel like a human. Unknowingly you broke the machinery schedule in my life. I just... Now don't gwack at me as if I am alien from other planet"
"Waaah... You know to speak lengthy dialogues too" She feigned an exclaiment breaking his flow unknowingly.
"Shut up Khushi.."
"Ok now continue.." She placed her finger over her lips presenting a obedient posture which seems to distract him more than ever she imagined.
He opened his mouth and closed it when words refused to form as sentence.
'Every man in this world asked my hand for marriage. But this arrogant Raizada who only has the opportunity to win the deal didn't even feel the need to ask. Great!'
As if he heard her mutter, he pokes her index finger which was on her lips.
"Err... Don't you think, We would make a good pair"
"Hey devimaaiyaaaa... What harm did I do to you that you send this unromantic, robot in my life?" She muttered dramatically rolling her big eyes.
Arnav groaned as his patience was slipping away. Already it took all his practice and patience to open up before her like this. And here she was hell bent on destroying his flow and then demand it back when he went blank.
"Look Khushi, I want us to explore our other aspects of life before taking it forward with the biggest step of our life. I want you to do what you likes. I want you to continue your studies. You stopped your education midway because of your family issues right and then our meet. Everything happened the way it should not be. I want to erase all the old memories, though that would not be fully possible. I want to try our best. You gone through a lot in young age. This age is not for sacrificing to other demands, it's an age to enjoy your life. I didn't enjoyed my late teens Khushi and certainly I would not wish the same for you. Till now I don't know how much you sacrificed for others and how many wishes of you are fulfilled. But since you're my part now, I want to give you everything which I can. I want to give life to your dreams. You should be cherished Khushi..."
He leaned forward and linger his lips gently on her forehead. She closed her eyes in content. She was too overwhelmed to speak anything. He conveyed everything what she expected from her prince charming except the exact words. A pout formed on her lips at the thought. Being an ardent follower of bollywood movies she expected a filmy proposal. But then doesn't she know, for whom her heart beats and certainly she would get anything but a filmy proposal from the particular whom was merely impossible.
"Why do I feel you're desperate on marriage? Missing me, are you?" Winked he hearing her thoughts which she voice out aloud unknowingly.
"And why do I feel you're desperate on pushing me away, scared of sharing your life with me?" Rebuked she picking up his suit.
He bit her alluring cheeks before shouting "Yesss sankadevi..." and escaped from her hit in an blink.
"Laadgovernor... You..." She yelled and ran behind him chasing him, rubbing her reddened cheeks.
She saw him running in a maniac speed. Grinning, she stomped her feet purposely in a small stone and he came running towards her.
He sit in the grass and took her feet in his thighs "Khushi are you ok? What happened?"
Instead of an answer he felt a punch land on his shoulder.
"What the..."
Another punch landed on his chest. He hissed in pain the next moment as she bit his cheeks without prior notice.
"What the hell.." He uttered in surprise.
She pointed her index finger at him in a warning way "If you tease me one more time then I'll bite you"
Without warning he pushed her and hovered over her frame "If you bite me one more time then I'll..." He mimicked like her and bend down to place his lips on hers.
When they're a millimetre apart Khushi pushed him.
"Mamma was watching"
"Crazy girl" He could only mutter seeing her running around the garden like a butterfly after pushing him down.
Doesn't she deserve a proper confession?
His mind swirled with the thought. He watched her smelling a flower and an instant idea popped on his mind.
Without her notice he sneaked aside and scribbled something on the bark of the tree with a stone.
The normal heart beats of her sensed that he's not looking at her nor he's near her, she glanced back and found him doing something on the tree. Furrowing her brows she walked and stood behind him.
He pulled her infront of him in microseconds. She gasped at the creation he made. He placed his chin on her left shoulder and his arms circled around her waist. Her palms automatically came to rest on his joint arms against her tummy.
Her eyes danced in mirth. She raised her palm and caressed the scribbling on the bark.
"Arnav Loves his Khushi" He recited on her ear huskily.
Instantly she turned around on his arms and throws her arm around his neck. Tiptoed she grazed his earlobes with her lips "Khushi Loves her Arnav"
He breathed her fragrance feeling content in her arms.
"ARNAV KHUSHI HAMESHA" He breathed in ecstasy.
"Haan.. with Arshi and Khushav" She said in a trance.
It's not the end but the beginning of their lives, beginning of their love, beginning of their reality, beginning of their journey.
*18- Interlude(2)*
"Mam, ASR will skin me alive if he come to know this" Aman said in a soft whisper. Anjali raised her eyes from the file.
"You're saying this from past twenty minutes Aman, don't you think you should change the phrase"
"I don't know what sin I did in my previous birth to get this type of treatment from this siblings" He muttered under his breath.
"So this is why chotte didn't hand him over the police"
Her bare whisper caught his attention. He looked at her, who fixated her eyes on the file. He peeped in from his place. The name Avinash Malik was written opposite to prime manipulator.
"No mam. ASR doesn't know his involvement. PI submitted the report just a while. I was going to give him a call, but you called. Without solid proofs, there are more chances Shyam gets bail so ASR ordered us to keep him in our custody until our PI collects evidence against him. And... your chachu purposely sent Shyam into your lives. He is not only greed for money but also... had his eyes set on your... mother. Well, from the start he's against your father and mother's marriage. But your father was adamant on marrying your mother. Your father and dadi knows this fact, so they sent him abroad. For years they kept him there. But at one point your chachu confided that he forgot your mother and was ready to move on. Trusting him they allowed him to roam around sheesha Mahal. But the truth was altogether. His like turned into obsession and it increased by years. Slowly he started to corrupt your father's perfect life. He made your father a drug addict so that your mother will leave him and he can have his chance with her. Once your father fully into all bad habits he took next step.. he made your father to cheat on your mother. It continued for years which we don't have track of records. We couldn't gather few things but we suspect your mother comes to know about your chacha deeds on your marriage day and they both have fight which leads to open all your father deeds which he did under the influence of his brother. Further digging into this, we found that your mother shot herself to save her dignity from Avinash Malik.
Avinash Malik quench on your mother died along with her body. But his ego didn't. His anger directed to your mother. He vowed himself to destroy she love the most, that's you and ASR. So he thrown you both out from sheesha Mahal and kept his sources following you. He wanted to see you both suffer in turn your mother soul will cry without peace. But then Raizada's entry in your lives did startled him. He devised a plan to destroy... you first, since you're at perfect age for marriage he sent Shyam in your lives. He was aware of ASR rise. He was waiting for the perfect time to strike. He wanted to see you both broken beyond repair. The more happiness, the more pain it'll gives when it crushes down. That's what he wanted. Everything was perfect until Khushi Gupta entry. ASR and Shyam both fell for her. Avinash Malik was happy. All the loose ends tied. Plan made. But that's when qualms started between Avinash Malik and Shyam. Avinash Malik only aim was to break you both but Shyam has other plans. His eyes turned towards Khushi and ASR wealth. Without Avinash Malik knowledge he planned to kill you and he tried few times... And then you know this time ASR come inbetween and his truth was out...."
Aman finished regretfully seeing the non-stop tears from Anjali.
"Please don't cry mam. You both are safe now. Avinash Malik died yesterday"
"What?"
"He died in accident while coming here to stop Aakash sir wedding"
Anjali gasped in shock. Her whole world feels like a maze. All these years they kept some unknown lady for her mother suicide but in reality it was her father's brother. He was the sole reason for all the mishap happened in their lives. She closed her eyes in tired. Yesterday her life was so perfect like a fairytale, but today the truth was glaring at her face. All these years they're living in an illusion.
"Mam we've to dispose Shyam. He's shouting, yelling from night"
Anjali opened her eyes in determination. Enough is enough. Everything has to end one end. Today she'll end it.
"Mam we'll submit this divorce papers in court once you sign it"
"How did you get his signature?" Anjali exclaimed in surprise. She remembered saying him to prepare divorce papers but didn't expect him to get his sign.
Aman gave a wicked smile "Mam, it's a small matter. We've handwriting experts who would do the job perfectly. Even Shyam Manohar Jha couldn't do anything but accept it's his signature"
Anjali realised why Arnav always look out for Aman for every single matter. She knows this was cheating to say precise. Shyam didn't signed and he never will, but they all would be away from his clutches. Not only she her baby needs to keep away from all this.
"I need to see him"
"But mam..."
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
"So your game is over Mr. Jha"
Shyam gritted his teeth in helplessness. He thought Avinash Malik would bail him out.
"Tsk... Tsk... Tsk... Poor Mr. Jha..."
"Don't fly high Raanisahiba. Wounded lion will never let you in piece"
"First save yourself from rats Mr. Jha. After that we can look for lion"
Shyam narrowed his brows and next moment he fathomed her words as many rats crawled towards him from a small hole.
"What the hell?"
The door closed leaving him with the rats biting every flesh out of him.
"Wow, I am impressed. I thought You're soft hearted"
"I was. That's why he used me and tried to use khushiji. Think what would have happened if Khushi didn't found about his marital status. I was fool to believe him but khushiji... She doesn't deserve that. Before he decays hand over him to the police or roll him down from cliff. I don't care, I want my family happiness. When my child touch this ground she/he shouldn't have her/his father"
"Yes mam" Aman saluted.
Anjali let out a soft laugh.
"I wonder how ASR doesn't smell your visit" He asked arranging the files.
"He's in Romeo mode" Winked she.
"I was expecting this way before" He winked in return.
"But apart from jokes, I am going to tell this new side of yours to ASR. He would be shocked and I was desperate to see a shocked ASR who was fond of giving shocks to everyone" He joked easing the atmospheric.
"NoOo... Don't tell this truth to him. Tell anything but don't dare to reveal the truth. He was still shaken by mamma's death. If he knows this then... I don't know how'll he take it. Produce all Shyam fraudulent but don't you dare let about Avinash truth. Let the truth dead along with him"
"But mam..."
"Let me be ASR for sometime aman" She patted his cheek with sisterly affection. Aman nodded and vowed himself to protect his boss family no matter what.
***
She step down from the car. Her ears are adorned with simple stud, her hairs tied in a ponytail. The arms in which bangles occupied earlier was now adorned with stylish bracelet. Designer sarees long forgotten, she wore a stylish kurta with matching culottes.
She limped towards the entrance and pushed open the door. Leaving the naive, sensitive lady behind, she step inside the mansion with head held high.
Her eyes instantly captured the sight of Manorama throwing tantrums at Payal. Her eyes blazed with anger. She determined to teach her mami a lesson. Daughter-in-law is also a daughter to someone, sister to someone. With that Anjali Singh Raizada step ahead to her next mission.
"You're saying this from past twenty minutes Aman, don't you think you should change the phrase"
"I don't know what sin I did in my previous birth to get this type of treatment from this siblings" He muttered under his breath.
"So this is why chotte didn't hand him over the police"
Her bare whisper caught his attention. He looked at her, who fixated her eyes on the file. He peeped in from his place. The name Avinash Malik was written opposite to prime manipulator.
"No mam. ASR doesn't know his involvement. PI submitted the report just a while. I was going to give him a call, but you called. Without solid proofs, there are more chances Shyam gets bail so ASR ordered us to keep him in our custody until our PI collects evidence against him. And... your chachu purposely sent Shyam into your lives. He is not only greed for money but also... had his eyes set on your... mother. Well, from the start he's against your father and mother's marriage. But your father was adamant on marrying your mother. Your father and dadi knows this fact, so they sent him abroad. For years they kept him there. But at one point your chachu confided that he forgot your mother and was ready to move on. Trusting him they allowed him to roam around sheesha Mahal. But the truth was altogether. His like turned into obsession and it increased by years. Slowly he started to corrupt your father's perfect life. He made your father a drug addict so that your mother will leave him and he can have his chance with her. Once your father fully into all bad habits he took next step.. he made your father to cheat on your mother. It continued for years which we don't have track of records. We couldn't gather few things but we suspect your mother comes to know about your chacha deeds on your marriage day and they both have fight which leads to open all your father deeds which he did under the influence of his brother. Further digging into this, we found that your mother shot herself to save her dignity from Avinash Malik.
Avinash Malik quench on your mother died along with her body. But his ego didn't. His anger directed to your mother. He vowed himself to destroy she love the most, that's you and ASR. So he thrown you both out from sheesha Mahal and kept his sources following you. He wanted to see you both suffer in turn your mother soul will cry without peace. But then Raizada's entry in your lives did startled him. He devised a plan to destroy... you first, since you're at perfect age for marriage he sent Shyam in your lives. He was aware of ASR rise. He was waiting for the perfect time to strike. He wanted to see you both broken beyond repair. The more happiness, the more pain it'll gives when it crushes down. That's what he wanted. Everything was perfect until Khushi Gupta entry. ASR and Shyam both fell for her. Avinash Malik was happy. All the loose ends tied. Plan made. But that's when qualms started between Avinash Malik and Shyam. Avinash Malik only aim was to break you both but Shyam has other plans. His eyes turned towards Khushi and ASR wealth. Without Avinash Malik knowledge he planned to kill you and he tried few times... And then you know this time ASR come inbetween and his truth was out...."
Aman finished regretfully seeing the non-stop tears from Anjali.
"Please don't cry mam. You both are safe now. Avinash Malik died yesterday"
"What?"
"He died in accident while coming here to stop Aakash sir wedding"
Anjali gasped in shock. Her whole world feels like a maze. All these years they kept some unknown lady for her mother suicide but in reality it was her father's brother. He was the sole reason for all the mishap happened in their lives. She closed her eyes in tired. Yesterday her life was so perfect like a fairytale, but today the truth was glaring at her face. All these years they're living in an illusion.
"Mam we've to dispose Shyam. He's shouting, yelling from night"
Anjali opened her eyes in determination. Enough is enough. Everything has to end one end. Today she'll end it.
"Mam we'll submit this divorce papers in court once you sign it"
"How did you get his signature?" Anjali exclaimed in surprise. She remembered saying him to prepare divorce papers but didn't expect him to get his sign.
Aman gave a wicked smile "Mam, it's a small matter. We've handwriting experts who would do the job perfectly. Even Shyam Manohar Jha couldn't do anything but accept it's his signature"
Anjali realised why Arnav always look out for Aman for every single matter. She knows this was cheating to say precise. Shyam didn't signed and he never will, but they all would be away from his clutches. Not only she her baby needs to keep away from all this.
"I need to see him"
"But mam..."
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
"So your game is over Mr. Jha"
Shyam gritted his teeth in helplessness. He thought Avinash Malik would bail him out.
"Tsk... Tsk... Tsk... Poor Mr. Jha..."
"Don't fly high Raanisahiba. Wounded lion will never let you in piece"
"First save yourself from rats Mr. Jha. After that we can look for lion"
Shyam narrowed his brows and next moment he fathomed her words as many rats crawled towards him from a small hole.
"What the hell?"
The door closed leaving him with the rats biting every flesh out of him.
"Wow, I am impressed. I thought You're soft hearted"
"I was. That's why he used me and tried to use khushiji. Think what would have happened if Khushi didn't found about his marital status. I was fool to believe him but khushiji... She doesn't deserve that. Before he decays hand over him to the police or roll him down from cliff. I don't care, I want my family happiness. When my child touch this ground she/he shouldn't have her/his father"
"Yes mam" Aman saluted.
Anjali let out a soft laugh.
"I wonder how ASR doesn't smell your visit" He asked arranging the files.
"He's in Romeo mode" Winked she.
"I was expecting this way before" He winked in return.
"But apart from jokes, I am going to tell this new side of yours to ASR. He would be shocked and I was desperate to see a shocked ASR who was fond of giving shocks to everyone" He joked easing the atmospheric.
"NoOo... Don't tell this truth to him. Tell anything but don't dare to reveal the truth. He was still shaken by mamma's death. If he knows this then... I don't know how'll he take it. Produce all Shyam fraudulent but don't you dare let about Avinash truth. Let the truth dead along with him"
"But mam..."
"Let me be ASR for sometime aman" She patted his cheek with sisterly affection. Aman nodded and vowed himself to protect his boss family no matter what.
***
She step down from the car. Her ears are adorned with simple stud, her hairs tied in a ponytail. The arms in which bangles occupied earlier was now adorned with stylish bracelet. Designer sarees long forgotten, she wore a stylish kurta with matching culottes.
She limped towards the entrance and pushed open the door. Leaving the naive, sensitive lady behind, she step inside the mansion with head held high.
Her eyes instantly captured the sight of Manorama throwing tantrums at Payal. Her eyes blazed with anger. She determined to teach her mami a lesson. Daughter-in-law is also a daughter to someone, sister to someone. With that Anjali Singh Raizada step ahead to her next mission.
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