New OS turned SS: The Last Straw!! - Page 45

Re-cap: Khushi has a break down and has injured her feet. After Arnav and Khushi get a bit carried away, Arnav is full of regret and confusion. Khushi is angry and lost and confused and frustrated because she is still in the dark about why he married her. Both are going through serve internal conflicts except now Khushi is pregnant. Shyam is yet to find out as he is away on work…..

Part 12 :

That day he just sat in his chair, his head leaned backwards and eyes shut. The wave of painful flashbacks ended as he remembered his sister's words.

{"Now you'll be making jalibis for 2" Anjali said in a teasing yet matter-of-fact tone as she placed a hand on Khushi's stomach. } (flashback)

And a smile crept up to his face as he imagined a bloated Khushi muttering away one second and swaying her hips to the motion of the hands as she made her favourite comfort food the next. He decided that he's going to give her only the best if not better of ANYTHING that she'll crave for.

Just then his phone rang. The next thing anyone knew was that they saw a flash of lightening flash right passed them and through the office doors. A car screeching as its owner desperately tried to speed up was all they heard of their boss who seemed to be dying an ever so slow death for the last couple of days.

His mind had been running on over drive. Just breathing had become like drinking acids. Even though his heart was effectively humming he felt like the blood supply was just not going any where, it was just building up and weighing down on his heart.

"TELL HIM TO WAIT!! I'M ON MY WAY!! ---" He picked up his phone and barked like a mad man only to be cut off…but extremely thankful of the timing...

"Chote…relax…its me, Di..this is the second time today..are you ok….you've been tense since…." She trailed of and paused. She suddenly felt an uneasy fear starting to gnaw at her.

"Di, woh--" He hesitated, thinking of a decent response only to be cut off again.

"Chote, you are happy about the baby right?" She asked wearily, and regretted asking the question. She hated the thought of it. He had to be happy. Why wouldn't he be…. Anjali's thoughts went into a state of hysteria.

"NO DI!! " he yelled into the phone instantly, desperately.

Anjali's breathe got took up when she heard the car screech on the other end.

"NO DI NO!! I--I lo..ve her -----I love kh--khu--khushi…" He broke down on the phone. He was choking for air as he barely said the words.

Anjali burst out in silent tears. She should feel happy, these should be tears of happiness. But the intensity of despair in that faint whisper was making her feel hollow, empty…..hopeless. She hung up still crying, not knowing what to say….she didn't know what was happening.

Khushi stayed in her room the whole day. She walked the length of the room, stared out the French windows for hours. Her hands unconsciously on her stomach, cradling it.

Arnav glided through the house caped by the darkness of the night. He slowly opened the door and snuck in quietly closing and locking it behind him. He stuck his back to the wall scanning the room for her. His eyes watered up immediately when he noticed her asleep on the recliner still cradling her unborn angle…. their happiness.

The minute he laid his eyes on her his legs automatically carried him over..which he was thankful for. The guilt was just starting to tighten its grip.

He picked her up gently and lay her on the bed. He turned back and pulled the recliner over next to her side. He lay down and turned to her. He could hear her relaxed heart rhythm.

Khushi started to stir and something snapped inside him. Arnav sprung up and got into bed. He snaked his arm around her waist and pulled her as close as physically possible. He felt her heart beat slow down, thus so did his. He felt everything slowed down, everything just started to melt in relaxed laziness.

"Hmmm" she purred in the lowest whisper. He felt Khushi cuddle into his embrace.

And his mind did not drift of to any magical world. Neither did it drift of to a battle field of guilt and despair. There was no thinking, pondering, processing, no dreams no nightmares…..no minds at work. Its was just the bliss of a thoughtless lazy slumber.

"Chhote?" Anjali called out will knocking gently on her brother's door which had be closed till quit late this morning. Before she could knock again the door open in one quietly but swiftly.

"shhh" Arnav appeared with his index finger on him mouth has he was anxiously taking glimpses over his shoulder to watch for any stirring. First surprised by the quick movements, Anjali grinned at her slightly panicked, half-asleep brother.

"ooh. Ok sorry. shhh" Anjali teasingly imitated her truly younger brother's actions.

Getting a oh-come-on-Di look from Arnav just made Anjali giggle which earned her another shush. He stepped out of his door way looking back one last time.

"She kept tossing and turning last night and threw up a few times this morning...she's exhausted…" Arnav started and would've kept going if Anjali hadn't interrupted.

"its ok. I just came to see if she needs anything. I can understand. But don't worry, it might seem really bad but she's fine.." Anjali said smiling warmly.

Arnav smiled back. But it disappeared as soon as he heard the faint slamming of his bathroom door. He immediately swung the door open to find the sheets scattered on the floor. He flew to the bathroom with Anjali at his heels.

"Khushi?!" He called out frantically. "KHUSH--" Anjali stopped him before he really blew the roof of. She moved him aside and opened the door slowly. "Khushi Ji…I'm coming in…" she said reassuringly and warningly as she stepped in.

After a few minutes the three were making their way to the bed. They helped Khushi lay back against the head board.

"I will send breakfast up with HP" Anjali said as she started to walk out with a smile.

"No Di. Its ok I'll come down." Khushi said as she began to get up.

"But --" before Anjali could utter half a word…her brother beat her to it.

"But you cant go down….you need to rest….even your feet….no..you're not going down…you're not moving from the bed…you just threw up…you're unbelievable!" Arnav spat out without even stopping to catch a breathe.

For a moment both the women stared at him in amusement. '…..and I'm the one who is unbelievable … ' Khushi thought to herself.

She simply turned towards Anjali. "Di I'm fine really. And I've been in this room for I don't even know how long. I'm starting to feel like a prisoner….please can I eat with everyone else..?"

Anjali smiled and nodded enthusiastically. She went over to Khushi and helped her up. Arnav just looked on not having a clue about what to do or say.

Arnav was brought out of his astonishment as Anjali paused just outside the door and called out "Chhote..aren't u coming..?"

"Di..I'll just get ready for work and come down.." he said calmly.

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