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A very very late update i guess! But stupid exams were the barrier! I got a bit free and decided to type this out. Forgive me for the errors havent edited it! Hope you enjoy it.
Part-12
The sun was high above the horizon. The cool wind flickered their hair. They still lay in heaven-heaven of each other's arms. The sound of the sea-waves touching the shore was faintly heard by Khushi who was sub-consciously awake. Another sound also came to her ears which made her fully awake. The sound of someone's laughter. Khushi gasped understanding the source of sound. Arnav, tired of last night's events, didnt want to wake up. But he got up hearing khushi gasp and then he too was dumbfounded not just hearing, but also seeing the source of the sound.
Anjali stood there, her arm clasped with her husband and her body weight entirely on him as she couldnt control her laughter seeing the crimson faces of Arnav and Khushi. She had seen them sleeping arm in arm on the beach.For once she stopped laughing, seeing her brother turn from crimson to red. Red in anger. But she blurted out again. Khushi, embarassed stood up and ran
from there. Arnav ran his hand through his hair and stood there only, but didnt meet his sister in her eye. Shyam got the hint that the siblings needed a little privacy and excused himself from there.
As soon as shyam left, Arnav came forward and hugged Anjali tighter than possible.
"Vo ladki jiske bina tum reh nahi paoge, vo ladki jiske bina tumhari saansein hi ruk jayegi, vo ladki..." Anjali's voice was lost as Arnav interrupted her.
"Vo ladki Khushi hai..."
Both the siblings shed some tears of happiness until they finally left each other and Arnav turned crimson again remembering how he had felt the passion igniting inside him when khushi had kissed him back.
After sometime, he retreated back to his room. He showered and came to stand infront of the mirror to gel his hair when something caught his eye. He was no more Arnav Singh Raizada. He was Arnav, the way he was when he was a child, letting off all his emotions on his face. He was no more the child who had suffered so much because of the early seperation from his parents. He was nomore the self made ruthless business tycoon who believed he could manipulate the world. He looked like a love-struck puppy. "LOVE" where the hell did that world come from in ASR's dictionary! Then suddenly Khushi's face flashed infront of his eyes. The only girl in the world who had dared to talk to him, rather dared to talk against him. The only girl who had changed him, from ASR back to Arnav. The only he cared for, the only girl he loved.He remembered one of his childhood days.
On the other hand, Khushi refused to shower so that she could still feel his lips lingering over her face, over her neck. She blushed at the mere thought of Arnav's lips covering her. She was surprised at herself as to how she had permitted him to do anything he wanted but she was surprised more at him as he stopped within his limits.She came towards her wardrobe and started chosing a dress to be worn for the day when she came across the long white gown she
had worn yesterday night. She would treasure it all her life, she thought.
Arnav remembering one of his childhood days...
He was just 12. A child too small to understand even the meaning of love. He belonged to a very rich highclass family living in sheesh-mahal in lucknow. He respected his father more than anyone. Seeing the entire city respect his father, his respect had increased by many folds. A normal day was ongoing and he was playing around the house when he heard a noise. It was from her sister anjali's best friend who had been visiting them. worried, he ran towards the direction of the noise and found her, her finger bleeding as it had been stuck in between two doors. He rushed over, and though being so young, gave her a lecture on taking care and bandaged her finger. She repeatedly tried to convince him that she was fine and it was just a small cut but he had been too adamant.As anjali was not home then, he had taken the responsibility to make sure she was fine.
Flashback of childhood over.
He then remembered the day of havan when khushi had fallen unconscious and he was too adamant to call the doctor even when she repeatedly said that she didnt need one. But he had agreed that day to khushi's plea as the doctor refused to answer his phone.
He had cared when he was young and the next time he ever cared for someone other than his sister was for Khushi. He couldnt bear a single drop of tear in Khushi's eyes. He could see the change in himself. He now resembled the arnav who was there before he turned 15.
Suddenly his eyebrows bent downwards and his face had anger. He convinced himself not to remember that time again. The time between the two Arnav's. The time which made him ASR. He removed all the thoughts of that time from his mind and concentrated on khushi again.But he couldnt help. He closed his eyes in pain and remembered how he and his sister were thrown out of sheesh-mahal. He opened his eyes as he couldnt bear the pain anymore.
He rushed out of his room directly to khushi's and went straight to hug her. She was surprised at his sudden hug. She knew he was tensed. SHe could tell it from his face. "What was wrong?" she thought. His grip on her tightened and she could fell her shoulder getting wet from his tears.
"Arnav, what happened?" she asked, extremely worried.
He didnot reply. She comforted him by hugging him tighter.
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