Chapter 14
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CHAPTER 13
Kushi placed her mobile down on the bed, next to her, lost in deep thoughts. She was so lost that she didn't even feel the pain which was emerging from her lower lip as it got crushed in between her gritted teeth. Her mind was processing and reprocessing the piece of information which she got few minutes back.
Ram had just informed her that there had been no association between Jha's and her family. Actually Shyam's chachu bought and sold drugs from her father's rivals. Nothing made sense to her now. If Jha and her father were rival means, then where does Arnav fit the bill? Who was he to them?
"Anjali di... Arnav... shyam... his chachu...dad...arjunnn..." she murmured massaging her temple with her fingers. "There must be some connection between them. I am sure there is some connection." She declared arching her head back on headboard. She tried to connect all dots she knew. But she miserably failed due the presence of big loophole in her data's.
Three months before, both Arnav and her father hid the truth from her. She thought it was something to deal with business. That time she didn't even cared to know about it as she was busy recuperating from the betrayal she faced. Even when she came here, Arnav was about to tell her the truth in anger. But she stopped him thinking it is of no use to her.
However after her conversation with Arnav about his past life, she understood that there is more to the story than she thought. Though she believed that whatever could be the reason, it will never justify Arnav's action towards her, she still wanted to know what pushed him to do what he did. She felt like a prisoner who is serving his sentence when he didn't even have any idea about his crime.
As she is the one who is suffering a lot, she has every right to know why all this happening to her. But her stupid husband thinks that there is no need for her to know that truth. Her husband, who has all answers to her questions, is keeping mum. It made her to conclude that he has fewer justifications for his actions.
She reclined on the bed and closed her eyes trying to have her usual afternoon nap. After ten minutes of turning and twirling, she looked at his place angrily. What he had done to her? It has been nearly eight days, since she had a nap in afternoon. He had spoiled her way too much by putting her to sleep in his warm embrace every night. It is not that she didn't like it; the problem is she loved it.
Feeling his steady heart beat under her cheeks or his lovely patting or his soft kisses on her head after he thought she had slept or the warmth and comfort she felt in arms, she loved every minute thing of it. She knew that if it continues she will fall for him against her own will. But she can't fall for him; for man who was reason for her parent's death; for her enemy. She can't repeat her mistake, can she?
She turned to other side angrily only to turn back again in five minutes. Cursing him under her breath, she grabbed his pillow furiously. Hugging it close to her body, she slowly dozed off.
'anjali di...arnav... shyam chachu... dad...arjun...anajli di... Arnav ...aarti...'
Kushi jolted up from her sleep and placed her hand over her mouth controlling her rigid breathing.
So it hurts when it comes to your sister? As if the girls you ditched, doesn't have a brother or family.
Arnav's words resurfaced her mind making her whole body go numb. "s**t, how can i miss such a big thing? Even small kids would have figured it by now." she muttered while punching some buttons on her phone. As she waited for her call to be answered, her mind thought about her private investigator's report.
Aarti Singh Raizada committed suicide by consuming excessive amount of sleeping pills along with alcohol for some unknown reasons. It is believed that she had committed suicide as she was upset over her love issue.
"kushi you are such an idiot." She cursed herself. As soon as her phone got answered, she shouted "ram uncle, it's not dad. It's arjun..."
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Arnav checked his watch for hundredth time in last ten minutes. He became tensed with every passing second. It's eight in the evening. Yesterday at this time, she was in his arms, sleeping peacefully. He knew that she must be getting crazy by now. Of course she won't accept it, but he knew her well. It has become a habit. Even he is not getting sleep with her.
If he was not caught up with this work, he would have been there with her by now. But blame him for it. He was the one who kept on postponing his works for last 15 days as he wanted to be with her. But today he couldn't postpone it further. Only two days left for the show and he didn't even check their collections. He slipped his phone out his pocket.
"Hello, di." He said as soon as he heard his sister voice. "i will be coming home late. If it is possible, then please stay with Kushi till i come. She hates to be alone." He said only to get a single word answer from his sister. "okay." He cut the call and relaxed back when aman entered his cabin. "Sir, your black coffee. And rehearsal will begin in ten minutes." Arnav nodded at his personal assistance.
As he took sip of his black coffee, his thoughts went back yesterday night.
Arnav was working on his laptop when something bright flashed in front of his eyes for a second. He blinked in confusion and turned back when he heard sound of washroom door getting closed. "Kushi." He ran towards bathroom just like how Kushi did few seconds before. He heard her vomiting sound and tried to push the door open but it was locked from inside.
"kushi." He banged the door with his hand. "Open the door kushi." he shouted in panic. But that didn't help him as sounds got worse. "kushi, open the door damn it. Let me in." he yelled while he kept on hammering the door. "kushi, if you didn't open then..."
"Will you just shut up?!" a loud voice boomed out from the bathroom. Arnav's hand, which was about to hit the door, stopped in the mid-air as his eyes got widened at her high voice. "Okay." He said rolling his eyes in understanding. "Are you okay?" he asked after few minutes when he heard her sounds grew louder but he didn't get any reply.
He waited patiently until the door got opened and she stood there leaning on the door frame completely worn out. She held towel in one hand and other hand was massaging her forehead. "kushi, are you okay?" she nodded her head in daze with her eyes closed. After a minute, her head got raised and looking at him, she asked in high tone
"are you out of your mind? Why were you banging the door like banging my head?"
Her voice was complete opposite of her exhausted state. "okay..relax..." Arnav managed to say while thinking of how to answer her. "Why didn't you open the door?" he asked kushi, whose head was down again. As soon as his words reached her ears, her head got popped up and she retorted "because i was throwing up, you dumb idiot."
Arnav's jaw dropped down. Did she just call him dumb idiot? He composed himself before asking "why did you lock the door at first place?" she questioned him back seriously "what if, if you come inside and catch me while I faint? That's why i locked it." Her voice got raised "i closed it like i usually do. What's there to smile?"
Arnav shook his head "no, i was just wondering from where did you get so much energy to yell at me when you are not even able to stand properly?" Kushi jaws dropped down as her temper increased. "Are you making fun of your pregnant wife?" she hit his chest with her left hand. "Just move."
She took first step past him when she was swept off from the ground by her husband. She yanked her arms around his neck and rested on his chest feeling the giddy. When he made her lie on bed, she said "I could have walked by myself."
He replied "of course, you could have walked back if you had not wasted your energy by shouting at me at top of your voice." He grinned at her while all she wanted to do was to remove that grin out of his face. "Stop grinning. Or else i will call aman and ask him to add poison to your black coffee. He will be really happy to get rid of you just like me."
He smiled more thinking how can a girl look so adorable when she was angry. "Will you just stop smiling..." her voice trailed as some pain started to shoot her head. She held her forehead with her hand and closed her eyes. "Now I understood why all wives are always angry on their husbands. Because you guys are irritating! You all should be thankful to us instead you all are making fun of us."
He smiled hearing her soft voice. She opened her eyes when he held her wrist and removed it from her fore head. He massaged her temple saying "we never say thank you because that single word is not enough to express how grateful we are feeling towards you. Kushi, you don't understand what you are doing. You are carrying my blood; my child. How will be a single thank you is enough for it? Even if I spend rest of my life thanking you, I don't think it will be enough."
"Whatever I do I am sure i can never give you the happiness you gave me when you said you are pregnant with my child." Kushi gulped looking at his chocolate brown orbs. "You are happy that I am pregnant?!?" it was rather a sentence than a question.
He smiled and leaned to her. She closed her eyes in anticipation and felt his warm lips on her forehead. She opened her eyes as he moved back. He smiled and patted her cheek before wishing her good night while she just stared at him in shock.
Aman stood frozen at doorway of his boss cabin when he noticed his boss smiling. Surely the work load has gotten into his system. Otherwise why he will hallucinate like his boss is smiling? He shook his head and went inside to call his boss for the rehearsal.
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"dont behave like typical wife, kushi. Actually you should be happy that he has not come home. Why are you worrying? Relax. Cool. Be happy and sleep." Kushi took a deep breath and lied on their bed.
She got up when she heard some footsteps but was little disappointed when she found that it was not her husband. She smiled as Anjali approached her. "kushiji, why are you still awake?" her sister-in-law asked her. "No di, i am unable to sleep..." Kushi replied as her eyes went to wall clock which was not gone unnoticed by Anjali.
Anjali smiled and placed her hand on kushi's shoulders. "chotey informed me that he will come late." Kushi rolled her eyes to anjali's face "he called you and not..." she stopped realising what she was about to say. Anjali nodded and sat beside her. "He asked me to be with you until he comes. Just now pia and prem slept, so i came here."
"It's okay di. I am perfectly fine. You please go and sleep." Kushi assured Anjali while Anjali shook her head in negative. "No I will stay here for some time. Also i wanted to talk with you." That's when kushi's brain got activated. Anjali is another key to all the truth. So what if Arnav doesn't want tell her, still Anjali can tell her. "Are you happy, kushiji?" Kushi heard anjali's voice.
Kushi nodded. Anjali caressed kushi's cheek and said "i dont know why chotey did this to you! He is basically very nice. Don't know what pushed him to do that...I am very sorry on his behalf." Kushi held anjali's hand and looking at her tear filled eyes, she spoke. "Di, you still love him, don't you? I know you are just pretending like you are angry. You don't hate him, right?"
Anjali smiled. "i can never hate him even if he had done a terrible mistake. How can i hate him? He is my first child. I was five when he was born. From that day he was my life, kushiji. I can never hate him." Anjali said having nostalgic feeling. "And also I very well knew that it is my duty to correct him if he goes wrong. If i didn't guide him in right way, then who will do that?"
Kushi admired Anjali and said "i wish to become a perfect mother just like you, di. I really envy your relationship with him. You both even had a younger sister, right?" Anjali's face went pale just in a second. She nodded lost in some other world. "di." Kushi's voice brought her to present.
"Yes, but we were not very close to aarti. Mom died while giving birth to her. Being an eight year old child, i was foolish enough to believe aarti was responsible for it. When papa and dadi cared for her more, i really hated it. After returning from school, i will take chotey and go to nani's house. That's how we three became very close. Noticing our indifference to aarti, papa became more close to her. So chotey and i grew up at nani's house."
"When papa died she became depressed. That's when chotey and i realised our mistake and tried to mingle with her. However distance between us was very much for us to behave like normal siblings. I thought everything will be fine as time passes. But even before that could happen, she died..." Kushi gave a gentle squeeze to anjali's hand. "i am sorry di; Really sorry that she committed suicide that too for love failure."
Anjali's eye got widened and she removed her hand from kushi's clutch. "Who told you about that? I mean chotey never talks about her; not even uses her name." Kushi rolled eyes cursing herself for her loose talk. Even before she could say something, Anjali said "it's already 10. You better sleep kushiji. Talking about past is really a waste of time." Kushi nodded and lied back not sure what else to do.
After one hour, looking at the girl lying on her lap, Anjali said "kushiji, just relax and try to sleep." Kushi jolted up and cried in frustration "i am not able to sleep. Don't know what happened to me. I was not like this before. My throat has dried up. I feel like crying." Anjali looked at her in confusion. Thinking that it is kind of mood swing she left to bring some juice for her.
Arnav opened the door and noticed her sitting on his side of the bed, her chin resting on her drawn up knees while her arms were wrapped around her knees. She was biting her nails and stopped it for a second to take a glance at him. Her eyes had become red due to lack of sleep. He sighed and removed his shoes. Grabbing some clothes from his wardrobe, he moved quickly towards bathroom saying "kushi, try to sleep. I will come in a minute."
"Excuse me." He stopped from opening the door when he heard her voice. "Who told you that i was waiting for you? I am awake because i didn't get sleep. Not that i was waiting for you. Why on the earth i should wait for you?" he turned to see her angrier form and smiled. Dark circles were formed under eyes and she looked frustrated. He placed all his clothes on the table and removed his waist coat while moving towards bed.
"What are you doing?" she asked him suspiciously as he settled on bed, folding the sleeves of his shirt. Then he lied on bed and pulled her, making her to fall on him. "What are ..." she tried to get up but his hands were stiff around her. "If you are not getting sleep, then pray. Pray to god that our child should not be adamant like you. I cannot handle two of you at same time." he said as he started to pat her, closing his eyes.
"What the hell..." she tried to argue when he replied "shut up and sleep." She looked at him in disbelief for few seconds and then cursing him under her breath, she settled herself in the only place where she felt solace; in his arms.
Anjali pushed the half-opened door with her left hand carefully balancing the tray in her other hand. She froze seeing the sight in front of her. Kushi and Arnav were sleeping in each other's embrace. "Oh my god." She turned to other side and tried rush out of room when she heard her brother voice. "di, what happened?" He tried to get up but Kushi stirred. He once again lied back patting her.
"Sorry chotey, I don't know you were home. kushiji asked for juice. That's why i came." Anjali blabbered until her brother interrupted her. "Relax di. It's okay. No need for juice. She already slept." Anjali gaze noticed peacefully sleeping girl. "How come she slept so soon that too in five minutes?" then biting her lower lip, she apologized to him and left the room scolding herself for her foolishness.
She stopped realising something and turned to look at them. Her brother was holding her like she was a fragile doll and patting her. More importantly he looked content. A smile spread over her face. She felt like her seven years prayers were finally answered. She was angry on him because she couldn't digest the fact that he destroyed a girl's life. She had no doubt he cared for Kushi.
She knew that he was feeling guilty and doing all this as redemption. And that's what scared her more. If he is doing all this out of guilt, then what is his future? What about his love and happiness? Will his life just be like this? These questions frightened her but not anymore. She never doubted kushi's love towards her brother. It was proved the day Kushi stayed back. Now she knew that kushi was also equally being loved. They both may deny it. But she may know better than it.
Arnav looked at Kushi, his mind wavering between various thoughts. This is what he always wanted. This was his dream from the time when he was fifteen. He never wanted to become rich or run some business. All he wanted is to have a peaceful life. His dream was very simple. He wanted to get a good job and marry a perfect girl and have a small and beautiful family.
He wanted a wife, who will wait for him to return home to sleep; who fakes anger when he is late; who makes his heart beat fast; who opposes him in every single thing; who sleeps in his embrace every night and finally who loves him a lot. He stared processing his last sentence. He doesn't know whether she still loves him or not. But all he knew is she deserves to be loved.
He felt certain completeness when he was around her which he never felt around anyone else. May be Kushi was his destiny. He lost belief on dreams, destiny and fate long back. But now he wanted to believe on those things again. Holding her like this made him feel like this dream had come true. Who said dreams won't come true? Well, sometimes dreams do come true.
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"You are waked up so soon?" Arnav exclaimed stepping out of the bathroom. She rolled her eyes from ground to his face and presented him a smile. He smiled back and turned towards his wardrobe. "Arnav, i have already taken your clothes out." he looked at his suit in her hand in surprise. His surprise turned into concern in a moment and he enquired her concernedly "Are you okay?"
She nodded like an obedient child unobvious to the fact that he was actually making fun of her. It made him more concerned. Noticing she is acting completely weird, He asked her "what's the need to do this?" but she was lost in some other world. "kushi."
"hmm.., yeah. Since you were doing so much for me, i thought of doing something for you." she replied back. "For me?" His eyebrows arched up. She nodded "and also i wanted to thank you for being with me." He smiled and took his dress from her hands.
He examined his dress and then his gaze moved towards her nervous face. "You know what Kushi? If you want to ask me something or want something, you can directly say it to me. There is no need to beat around the bush like this. Okay? So spilt it out. What do you want?"
She sighed heavily and gathering some courage, she asked "is arjun responsible for your sister's death?" The suit in his hand fell down and he looked at her in complete shock. They both stared into each other's eyes until prem voice disturbed them. "mami, nani is calling you."
"Prem, one second." Kushi said as prem tried to pull her out. She asked Arnav "i am still waiting for your answer." Even though she already got an answer, she just wanted him to say that. "no." His voice was firm. She studied him, then nodded and left the room with prem.
Arnav closed his eyes as his past began to haunt him. Aarti's face flashed in his mind as tears filled his eyes. He ran his hand through his hair to calm himself. How did kushi find it out? Even his sister and grandmother doesn't have clue about it. But kushi? He banged his fist on the wall as her question repeated in his mind.
Is arjun responsible for your sister's death?
No.
He didn't lie to kushi. Well it was not a complete lie. After all, Anjali and he were more responsible for aarti's death than arjun.
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