Chapter 2
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[MEMBERSONLY]
rulama 2014-01-09 01:22:15
[NOCOPY]
THANKING ARNAV
Part 2
"Khushiji, can you do me a favour?" Anjali asked, smiling sweetly.
"Ji?" Khushi smiled, willing to help out, sparing a glance at the red mehendi on her hands.
"Can you go up to Chotey's room and get the bangles that we have made for Payalji?" Anjali asked. "It is in his locker."
Khushi paled. And gasped. "Nahin!" Even her mehendi became pale in shock.
All looked at her.
"I mean, Anjaliji, I mean"I mean why should you give Jiji bangles?" Khushi panted.
All looked at her as though she had a screw loose. Which she did.
"We want to give it to Payalji." Anjali smiled. "Please get it for me, Khushiji. You know how difficult it is for me to go up the steps," Anjali pleaded nicely.
Khushi looked around at the family members gathered around her. All were looking expectantly at her. She could only nod.
She looked at the steps with feverish eyes, her breath coming in a rush. She would have to go to the Rakshas!
'He Devi Maiyya, why do you throw me from one pot of hot water to the next? Kabhi kabhi cold water mein bhi daala keejiye hamein!' she told her friend. 'This man is bad for my heart.' The picture of him entering the room she had been changing clothes in last night rushed through her mind. Why had he unclipped her hair? She placed one foot in front of the other and slowly made her way up.
Soon she stood before his partially shut door. She raised a hand and knocked"gently. 'Please let him be deaf, Devi Maiyya! Let him be digging at the roots of his plants! Let him not hear me!' she prayed fervently, but Devi Maiyya was in no mood to hear her.
"Come in." ASR murmured.
Khushi swallowed hard, her throat dry as a desert. Slowly she pushed the door fully open and moved in to his line of vision.
"Khushi?" he frowned. "Why are you here?"
His matter-of-fact approach soothed her"somewhat.
"Kangan. Kangan asked me to get Anjaliji," Khushi said in a low voice.
Laughter sprung in to his wicked eyes but was controlled swiftly. The prey should not be spooked.
"Di asked you to get the kangan she made for Payal?" he asked.
"Ji." Khushi said.
"Why are you clinging to the door as if you are scared? Come in." he said, getting up from his recliner and moving towards his locker.
Khushi snatched her fingers away from the door she had been gripping as though it were a lifeline and she a passenger of the Titanic left to drown in the ocean.
"Sacred?" Khushi asked in a feeble voice. "I am not scared," she said more firmly, with great effort.
"Good." ASR said as he walked to her and handed over a small box.
Khushi took it from him, taking care that her fingers did not brush against his by mistake.
"Open it and check if the two bangles are in it." ASR instructed.
Khushi obeyed, fiddling with the lock, frowning at the box. Fearing her displeasure, it opened rather rapidly and the bangles fell to the ground.
Khushi bent to take them. She held them in her fingers and turned them this way and that.
"They are beautiful," Khushi said with pleasure. "Jiji will like them."
"Good," he said.
Khushi frowned at the bangles. Why was his voice coming from behind her? She turned to see him standing against a locked door, his arms crossed, looking at her with a pronounced smirk on his face. His eyes were twinkling in unholy merriment.
Khushi gulped, all thoughts flying out of her head.
She watched as the hungry lion walked towards her, his stride slow and purposeful. He came to stand near her.
Khushi looked at him, her eyes terrified.
"Scared, Khushi?" he challenged.
Khushi shook her head in the negative, her voice having left her behind in his den on its hasty way out of RM.
Her fear-filled eyes looked in to his.
He took the bangles and the box from her nerveless fingers and threw them on the bed.
Khushi felt a shiver travel along the length of her spine.
"You didn't have time to thank me yesterday. Thank me now," he demanded.
Khushi gulped. "I"I thanked you."
"That is not the thanks I want." He looked at her lips. He was clear about his expectations but Khushi was too naive to understand him.
Khushi parted her lips to ask him what he wanted, but her question remained unasked as he bent his head and brought his lips close to hers.
She saw his face coming closer and closer till his strong nose nudged hers.
Khushi jerked, her eyes rushing to his lips.
His hands caught her shoulders and tugged gently, bringing her closer and holding her in place.
His warm lips touched her rosy cheek and moved towards the curve of her lips.
Khushi pushed against his torso, panic lending strength to her arms. She squirmed her way out of his arms and rushed to the door.
As she fumbled with the door, ASR murmured, "Khushi, the bangles."
She got the door open and turned to look at him, making sure that she was standing safely out of the room. She was panting as though she had participated in a marathon"and collapsed halfway through.
He walked up to her holding out the box with the bangles in it.
Khushi extended trembling fingers to take it.
He caught hold of her hand and placed the box in her palm. He closed her trembling fingers around the box.
"Khushi."
She looked at him, her breath erratic, her hand trembling.
"I never forget what is owed me."
Khushi gasped, pulled her arm out, and ran for her life.
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