Part 3 - One time too many.
It's alright, she told herself for the millionth time. It's all over now. But no matter how hard she tried to steady herself, the tears kept flowing. She could still feel Shyam's touch on her hand, and it made her feel corrupted. She could feel the 'S' he had engraved on her palm. But it was all over now. She was in the Mandir, with Devi Maiyya's statue in front of her. She had suffered worse, she told herself.
Chal Maiyya ke bhavan bhavan BHAVAN! Chal Maiyya ke bhavan ...
Wiping the tears off her face, Khushi reached for her bag, to answer her phone. It must be Jiji.She must be wondering where she was. She tried to think of an excuse for coming home late... she couldn't let anyone know about what had happened.She knew that if she did, Buaji and Jiji would insist on revealing Shyam's truth to the Raizadas...
"Arnavji?" , Khushi wondered aloud as his name flashed across her phone's black and white screen.She put the phone to her ear.
"Hel-" she began. But before she could complete, the whole world went dark.
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"Hello? Khushi? Where are you? Are you alright?"
"Hel- " ... click.
"Dammit!". He stared at his mobile phone. Why had Khushi cut the phone on him? What the... He paced around the room, as he often did when he was stressed out. Why was she doing this to him? He had told her how worried it made him the last time... the last time? Suddenly it all came crashing down on him. Last time, when she had cried on his shoulder... it was because her engagement had been broken... and her fiancee, as far as he knew, had a name that started with 'S' too.. what was it... yes, Shyam... But how could he have reached her in Arnav's house? It didn't matter how... he was going to kill him. But first, he was going to find her. And he thought he knew where she might be.
"Chote?"
"Di, I'm in a hurry right now"
"Chote, have you seen him?"
Him? So Di knew? Oh ... HIM. She was talking about Jijaji.
"Um no, Di. And I really got to go". He couldn't be bothered with this right now.
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In his hurry to get Khushiji in the car after knocking her out with some over-the-counter and under-the-table medication, Shyam hadn't noticed that her dupatta had got caught in the backdoor when he shut it. He leaned over backwards and tore it in half. Now it didn't matter if it ripped when he started the car. Not that she'd be needing it anyway.
"Im sorry, Khushiji. It was the only way."
He didn't feel too bad about what he'd done. Afterall, he would be making it up to her, soon enough. Smiling to himself, he thought of all the hours he'd lay in bed, awake, dreaming of the day, the sweet day, she would finally confess her love for him. And now it was finally here.
"I love you too, Khushiji" he murmured. How very sweet.
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End of Part 3.
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