FF: We are together#2-A/N Pg 142, New Thread link! - Page 93

loved today's update.part c..wonderfull..loved arho part of it,,loved sisters convo.and even liked strong anj.

Greater update, loved the Payal-Khushi moment, these types of scenes were missing 4so long in the serial, nice to get them here.

Yep loving this Anjali, even in the face of adversity, of turmoil, of having her world turned upside down she has character and strength to try and fight her own battles and she knows ASR will b there 4her if needed, lookin 4ward to seeing her plans, ooh I'm rubbing my hands in glee 😆

yayy!! congrats on the first birthday of ur fanfic

Wow Cool FF...!!! 👍🏼

wow...brilliant updates 👏👏👏
just read the last 3 parts...absolutely loving this Anjali!!
loved how anjali remembered all the flashbacks, the conversations with khushi, with shyam, with arnav how she connected the dots to realize that it has been only shyam who was the culprit...fantastic 👏
arnav-khushi scene, how he picked her up, avoiding her eye-lock, but taking care of her...poignant & beautiful...payal-khushi scene was very touching!
loved it batool...yeyy anjali fighting,...cant wait to read ahead!!

cant wait for the next part...Anjali in ASR mode is definitely worth the wait :)

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Anj: (wincing in pain) Show you respect? Isn't the one that I have showed you all these years enough? (sarcastic) Or no, how could it be enough, if it was why would you ever go running after my brother's wife?

Shyam froze completely at her words, thunder struck but what she had said and let go of her, having her literally stumble backwards but she gained her balance, overpowering her hurt leg which was hurting more than it ever did. She looked shattered seeing that shock register on his face, as reality struck him, but what would have made her crumple to the ground in a matter of seconds was the cold look on her brothers face, who was just standing hidden by the door outside her room, having heard every single word of the conversation inside.

Arnav didn't know what kind of feeling has consumed him up because it was something that was a mixture of horror, shock, anger, sorrow, everything is one platter, it was really hard to differentiate between what was the exact thing going on in his mind. His mind had gone back to the time when he and his sister had sat in the train to Delhi with their Nani, looking outside the caged window that the two were hurdled beside, holding each other for support, his arm firmly around her, while her eyes stared lifelessly at the memories of Lucknow that they were leaving behind forever.

Anjali craned her neck to look at her brother, who was looking at her with a expressionless, hard look one that she had never seen on his face, that mischief, that naughtiness, everything was simply gone, his eyes were cold, his vision was clear yet there was an uncertainty about it that she did not like. She kept her henna covered hands on her brothers her brother's solid rock hand, and for a brief moment he matched her gaze, but then quickly it had lingered away stretching out far into a world of treachery.

Anj: (Her voice choky) Choote why did this all happen to us? Is Devi Maiyan testing us?

Ar: (his voice stony) There is no Devi Maiyan. There is no testing Di. There is only you and me, and we alone have to sort it out, nobody will come to our aid, we are alone.

Anj: Chotte, why do you think like that? There is Devi Maiyan with us all the time, there is Nani and Mama and Mami and even Aakash at Delhi we have a family over her too, lets just be optimistic about it.

Ar: We have a family that is nothing but broken. Di, you and I both know the condition back at Delhi, its no use trying to fake ourselves into believing what isn't it there. Our parents are dead. The money is gone, everything has to be started from a scratch.

Anjali slumped back a bit hearing the real truth thrown on her face unlike her brother whose tone had not changed even a bit; he was still sitting in the position, as if reality had lost all effect on him. She looked outside the window, the meadows passing and tears trickled down her eyes furiously remembering all those ,lovely moment's back at Lucknow, all of them falling on Arnav's hand, and he looked towards his frail sister startled, still in her wedding dress and him in the same cursed kurta, which he had sweared never to wear again.

Ar: (wiping away Anjali's tears) Di don't worry, I know the times are hard, but I will always be there for you, your brother will always be there for you Di.

Anj: (choking on her tears) I know Choote, and you too remember your sister, no matter how hard times might be, no matter how hard my life is or my troubles are, I will always be there for you, Always Choote.

That flashback ended on a rough note in his mind, as he stood stationary behind the door at an advantage position through which he could see what was going inside. That was a time, and today was a time when he knew exactly what Anjali had meant by her words that day. She was true to her words, her sister had always cared for others more than herself, she had always cared for her brother more than herself.

Anj: (sneering at him) Shocked you isn't it? How your carefully laid scheme came out in the open without any loop holes. But well you forgot something Shyam ji, every player leaves space for a mistake and so did you.

Shyam looked at her still too spell bounded to say something, as he saw Anjali hobbling away to the side drawers, picking out a picture and limped towards him barely inches away from him, flashing that photo of his beloved fire right in front of his eyes, his world toppling right in front of him.

Anj: (smashing the picture in his nose) This. This is what I wasn't supposed to know right? Youur ugly ugly truth? Youurrr..intentions..yourr cr..aa..

Her voice trailed off as she broke into tears gripping the photo in her hand which was crumpling away by the undue pressure she was applying on it, it turning basically into a mound, right to size of the palm it as enclosed in. Shyam inched towards her dangerously, his eyes searching her vulnerable form in pure anger and slipped his arm around her waist letting her front collide with his own hard chest, his eyes showing the madness she had ignited inside him.

Shy: (seething in anger) Anjali. Have you been checking my things? Where did you find this from?

Anj: No. Unfortunately enough I trusted you way too much to keep a check on you, if I did I would never have been in the situation I am in right now.

Shy: (gritting his teeth in fury) That still does not answer my second question. Where did you find it from?

Anj: (lashing back at him) How does that matter? It doesn't change anything does it?

Shy: (trying to gain control over his anger) You didn't do the right thing Rani Sahibaa. It upsets me that you think I would betray you.

Anj: (lost in a fit of rage) Upset you if you may. I don't care.

Shy: Ofcourse you do care Rani Sahiba I am your husband, I am the man you married. (his tone extremely polite) Has this one picture made you forget all our beautiful times together? The promises we made to eachother to never let go? (faking the hurt on his face) Was our love so weak?

Anjali seemed lost for a moment in his eyes, his manipulative words over powering her, but she let go of the feeling as soon as she felt that crumpled ball on slippery paper still in her hand, and the hatred for that man returned back to her, her mind was clear now, this man was a cheat just a cheat and nothing else. Nothing else at all.

Anj: If the picture had to do it all, why would I ever doubt you? But fortunately the picture did not do it enough, it did not'it..

She was about to give away more details to what she saw, when Arnav just chose that time to appear right in front of the door meeting his sisters horrified eyes that were now looking at him in utter shock, her expression turning into one of a captivated lost, scared deer who knew she had little chance of getting out of the lions paws. Arnav tried to communicate with his eyes to tell her that it was not a good time to give out any good information, and like it was some kind of string that tied them and took them at ease she understood, and fumbled for words staring away into her brothers eyes continuously just right over Shyam's shoulder, a shudder running through her spine, just imagining that the her most lovely thing, had come to know her darkest truth.

Shyam screwed his eyes on her face, seeing her expressions flinch, and let go off her, as she tried to gain control of herself, his head scooting backwards towards the door where he had seen her staring at but much to his surprise there was no one there, just the scenery of the dull railing that lined the entire first floor of Shantivan. She looked at her still very scared her eyes fixed on the door and just for the sake of double checking was about to go to the door, when she fearing the worst could just happen right now pulled him back, and threw the ball of paper right on his face, hitting him square on his nose.

Behind the door of their room Arnav rattled in fury, the tray in his hand now shaking, and he just thought better of keeping the tray somewhere else just in case it gave him away. His heart beating fast, he stood still outside listening to every word inside the frightened look on his sister's face, and the suspicious one on his perverted brother in laws face making him appear more and more furious.

Anj: Here take this away, but listen to me clearly, I will NOT let you spoil my brothers happiness, he loves his wife A LOT, a lot more than you think you DO, and I won't let you spoil it for him. NEVER.

Shy: (trying to cup her face, drinking in his fury) Rani Sahiba, listen to me calmly, this is all a big misunderstanding okay? The picture it does not belong to me, it is Sale Sahab's. I found it dropped on the stairs so I decided to keep it and return it to him later, its not as big as deal as you are making it, really trust me.

Anj: Trust you? After all this is what you ask me to do? To trust you? (sarcastic) I believe you Shyam ji I really do you know. So tell me what happens next after that? Your forget to return it back right?

Tears were threatening to come out of Anjali's eyes but she fought an internal war with herself controlling them, her own non awareness to her self conserved rigid form making her feel scared. She had never imagined herself to be so hard, so merciless, so hateful, she was the person who found good in almost everything, but this time, things had just gone from bad to worst, and as far as she knew they were going to only get worst. She knew why resisting him right now was so important, if she did not do it now, she would never be able to do it, and that, that alone would dissolve all her pride and faith in a second.

Shyam knew by her tone, that she hadn't really given much attention to anything he was saying, in fact she was not going to pay attention to anything he said until he played it the right way. She was playing it to reality, he was going to do the same, when the kitten cannot be manipulated you play dog.

Shy: Does saying all that make you think you are smart? You can out do me and my wits? (sneering) Well you are wrong Anjali you are wrong! In this battle you are alone, simply alone. Nobody except for Khushi and Payal and now you know the truth, nobody will ever believe you Anjali nobody will. And what if they do, you won't be able to get a divorce from me, not in this life time at least, I shall keep you bounded to me for the rest of your life?

The blood in her heart stopped pumping seeing that venomous look on his face that she had never seen, the husband fake completely gone, and the raw yet experienced master mind standing in front of her in his full glory scaring her to death by his blood shot eyes and creep looks. This was a whole new thing to face, the images of her first meet with him, their marriage, her 3 years of life with him clicked right in front of her, but nothing in that four year span had been as wicked and horrible as the man standing in front of her.

Anj: (scared) Shyamji..you you can't do this to me.

Shy: (grinning now seeing the battle reverting back to his side) I most certainly can Mrs.Anjali Shyam Manowar Jha. Not even that aggressive brother of yours can take this right away from me you understand? And what is that to tell in that, the position I will be leaving him in, with a dismantled sister, and a runaway wife, even if he wants to do anything he won't be in the state to do so.

Shyam had that winner smirk on his face, the faade that he had put up all this time completely vanished from his face. He felt so much at ease now, seeing that scared defeated look on Anjali's face, it thrilled him to know that now the goody goody act, the consoling affairs everything was over. Right now it was all out in the open, he could be himself finally, without masking over every part of him.

Shy: (bending towards Anjali and jamming his finger in her forehead) You will need your brain, and your tears for later Rani Sahibaa, save them.

Anjali knew exactly what was happening out of the door with this one dialogue of his, and as if all her fears had come true in that one instant, Arnav was standing on the front door looking in a good mood to break Shyam's neck into two, and bury him alive in the grave, but then her mind was working fast, she knew this man was dangerous very dangerous if he did anything to her Chotte she would be lost. Trying to communicate with Arnav who was blinded completely by his extreme fury, she helplessly tried to convey to him to let go right now, but Arnav just stood rigid until she actually let the tears she had with held for so long fall, begging her brother to let it go right now, and what like good timing, he hid behind the door yet again, seeing Shyam triumphantly leave the room only a minute later, from the look Arnav could make it out, their was just another plan formulating in his mind.

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Kh: How can Di think like this! Arnav was not to blame for any of it!

Pa: (holding Khushi by the shoulders) Khushi, please calm down, relax okay, this is not good for you, you need to be calm to think, please Khushhii.

Kh: (almost screaming) I don't care about what is good for me and what isn't! This is absolutely wrong! Arnav is not blame for anything at all, for nothing. We just had a small argument but that's all! It certainly does not mean that everything bad that happens to me happens because of him! It never has been that, in fact bad that has ever happened to me is because of Shyam ji! That creep is to blame not my Arnav!

Khushi was panting away heavily, getting Payal to be all the more hysterical, but there was just little Payal could do right now, except for trying Khushi to think sensibly and calm down, letting the shock of Shyam being behind Khushi's condition get over her. She just hadn't imagined to think how vicious this game had turned, the cards were being played in the open now, everybody seemed to be tangled in a mess of their own, it was so difficult to figure out what exactly was going one, but then this was going far beyond control for someone like Payal, she need someone to help her out, she really needed someone.

Almost as if her wish had been granted, Aakash entered the room holding a file of papers, and seeing Payal trying to calm down a completely frantic Khushi, he hurriedly sped towards her dropping the file to a nearby table and sat next to Payal, who looked at him with a mix affection of relief and shock, pleading him to gain some control over the out of hand situation.

Kh: (trying to get up) Jiji this is not done! I have to tell her that this is not Arnav's fault! That he can never be at fault..

Aak: (holding her unwound hand and making her sit back) Bhabhi, Bhabhi please just please calm down. You cant even stand on your own, how will you do to Di's room? Just relax, Di and Bhai know how to sort it out, Di said all of it because she was angry, later she will come on her own and cool it off with Bhai, you please take care of yourself.

Kh: (snapping at him) What the hell am I supposed to do taking care of myself if my husband and his sister have gotten into a row because of me? I can't let that happen, not until I am breathing!

Aak: (sensibly) Bhabhi you care for Bhai and Di don't you? You care for everyone don't you? The why not for yourselves, have you ever realized how troubled everyone become when you are not well? How does you being sick help either of Bhai or Di, or Payal and Me?

Aakash knew he had played his old trick once again, the trick that ahd never ever betrayed him whenever he had used it.

Aak: you want to stay behind, you are most welcome, I am going to see Payal and Bhabhi.

Ar: (startled) What? Why Khushi?

Aak: (sarcastically) Since you aren't coming I'll have to do your part as well.

With that he silently walked out of the room. He was sure Arnav would be tempted to follow, It was an old trick but it always worked.

Arnav stood flabbergasted at what Aakash had just said. He knew well Aakash held the highest esteem for Khushi and wouldn't even dare to look at her once. Nevertheless, he followed assuring himself that they were close to the girls now. Aakash saw Arnav silently tip toeing towards him and a cunning smile of satisfaction spread on his face. Bingo! It had worked again.

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Aak: Fine, I will leave. But there's just one thing which I want to tell you before that.

Ar: (rudely) What?

Aak: None of it is Khushi Bhabhi's fault, if there is anyone to blame it is Jeeja ji.

Ar: (his eyes wide) How can you say it with so much of confidence?

Aak: You should rather bother about why you can't say it with the same confidence.

Saying this Aakash turned back from Arnav's disheveled expression and marched out of the room a small smirk on his face. Yes he had done the right thing; he had won the game already.

He felt confident enough that this time it would put the ball in his court and yet again the trick had worked, Khushi who had registered his words in full concentration, slumped back to her position on her bed, seeing her brother in law with a pained expression on her face, evidently believing what he had said to be true, while Payal beside him admired his calm and composed nature with the brains he knew when and where he had to correctly use.

Kh: (flurstering up) I am so sorry I never realized that I could be so much trouble, but how I mean am I supposed to fix things between Di and Bhai. They spoilt it for me, that's just not right.

Aakash slowly smiled at her, though pretty grave thoughts were crossing his minds, he could sense exactly why Khushi was so tensed over the whole thing, Anjali-Arnav fighting was rare, them fighting was somebody was not rare, but with one another for the same person was certainly was, and in a fight where Anjali had lashed out on Arnav and not the other way around, then the matter was dead serious, very very serious.

Aak: (unwillingly smiling) Don't worry Bhabhi, Di and Bhai can't stay upset at each other for too long. It will all be good before you even know, you just take care of yourself, that's the best thing you can do from your side. You well will leave them from troubling about you, Okay? (Khushi obediently nodded, as if she had much option anyway) Payal get Bhabhi her medicines, and we shall leave her to sleep, when Bhai comes he will wake you up, alright?

Payal smiled at him a little, and got up to give Khushi her medicines as Aakash adjusted his spectacles and got up from the bed, but was with held by Khushi holding on to his hand, and he turned around to look at her concerned, the sadness in her eyes not going, but a fondness that he was use to of creeping up in them making him a bit more merrier than the situation would otherwise had put him into.

Kh: Thankyou Jeeja ji for being the best husband and the best brother in law. Arnav is very lucky to have siblings like you and Di, and Jiji she is very lucky to have you as her husband.

Aakash looked at her a small smile etched up on his face, and he bent towards her, putting a light feathery kiss on her forehead, and quickly retreated his lips away looking at Khushi with a brotherly affection.

Aak: (softly) It's not me but Bhai who is lucky to have you as his wife. *pause* Before being my brothers wife, you have always been my wife's sister. My sister.

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Precap

Same as last update. (Sorry, this update a bit too long, so I will have to shift the precap to the next part).

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P.S: So let me know how was it, I haven't replied to any comments on the previous update but I sincerely thank you for all of them, will be replying to them all, as soon as I get time. 😳

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Batool😳

bloody hell anjali don't let that jerk blackmail you in to backing down loved how she shot down any of his explanation awesome and akash you really are you like your brother you just cover it wit sweetness awesome update thanks for the pm