ArHi FF- Bawari Piya Ki - Thread 3/ Link to thrd4 - Page 81

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Arnav entered his bedroom which was illuminated with London's skyline and the soft candles Khushi lit during the night. In between the soothing light of the candles sat his wife on their king size bed, her face pale out of an unknown fear, yet glowing as a natural blush adorned her pink cheeks.

Khushi saw Arnav standing at the door, and smiled warmly looking at him. Arnav slowly moved towards her very well knowing that she was again trying to do the same thing. Hiding her pain from him, putting up a smile on her face to make sure he's not worried.

Arnav reached Khushi and slipped his hands on her slim waist bringing her closer to him. Khushi's hands automatically reached his shoulders, their foreheads touching. He caressed her cheek with his left hand removing the hair blocking his view of his wife's face. Khushi closed her eyes feeling him close as his touch held the power to sooth even the deepest of her wounds. Arnav moved closer and kissed the corner of her lips sucking on to the soft plum lip.

And that's when she smelled it... reason to all her fears and darkness in her life. Khushi knew that Arnav had been in the lower level of their apartment but he had been drinking? She held her breath not responding and her hold on his maroon rugby shirt grew tighter, her nails digging in his flesh. Arnav noticed her lips, which had been slightly open awaiting his moments ago, were now pressed together in a thin line.

Arnav's eyes darkened frustrated with this attitude of hers. What was with her? Didn't she want to be with him? Every single time he tried to come close to her, she without even saying anything would just brutally push him away; kick him off and out of her life. Arnav abruptly left Khushi, turned around and walked towards the glass wall of their bedroom. He looked out at the high rise buildings of London closing his eyes tight trying to calm himself down.

Khushi stood trying to even her breathing and desperate to want to explain.

Khushi: A... Arnav...

Arnav: Don't... Just don't say anything to me right now! The husky deadly whisper commanded.

Khushi had not heard the tone for quite some time now; not since their engagement at least. She knew he had gone through too much today, so if he was expected to understand and stand by her, so was she. Determined Khushi walked towards him. Khushi slowly walked to him and softly kept her soothing hand on his shoulder. Arnav sighed, feeling the comfort to have her with him. He held her hand on his shoulder and turned around to once again try to read the fear on her face.

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Khushi turned around seeing anger mixed with helplessness in his eyes but Arnav caught her by hand and turned her around. As her eyes met his for a brief second it was enough for him to give Khushi the support she so very much needed. Khushi hugged Arnav tight and he caressed her soft hair giving her his shoulder to cry on. And the very next moment Khushi found herself in his arms.

Arnav picked up his delicate wife in his arms and walked to the bed placing her gently on it pulling the duvet up to her tummy. But he had to be away from her for some time' to put his head in place and think rationally. Yet Khushi didn't seem to be in a state that he could have left her. And therefore he decided to put her to sleep and then leave the room. Arnav sat next to her on the bed as Khushi held his palm next to her face comforting herself to sleep. Arnav bent down and kissed her forehead lightly before leaving the room and closing the door quietly enough to not disturb Khushi.

***

Arnav sat on the stairs in the living room thinking about how his life, which had completely changed in the last ten days; for the better or for worse, he didn't know. His eyes which had become red out of frustration and anger were now slightly watery as tears threatened to brim helplessly. He didn't even know what the hell was causing such behavior of Khushi's, then what could he do about it? Maybe she didn't want him physically close' if that was it then he mentally promised himself to not even dare make the first move.

She wasn't happy; he knew it and that was something which was eating him inside day by day. He couldn't see her like that... not anymore! Anjali's words rang in his head...

Anjali: How can you keep her happy without loving her?

Was he the reason for her such condition? Because he told her that he would never be able to love her; because he didn't believe in it??? That's when he felt the light and delicate hand on his right shoulder and the soft white fabric of Khushi's dupatta on his back.

Khushi quietly sat next to him looking at his face; her eyes clear... neither any doubt nor any fear... Arnav kept looking at the front wall as he firmly held Khushi's hand on his bicep.

Arnav: I don't want to lose you... didn't I tell you that night? He said still not looking at her.

Khushi remembered their conversation on their wedding night when Arnav had told her that he feared losing her. She swallowed a lump in her throat and kept looking at him in hope that he would turn his head to look at her.

Arnav: I don't know... what I mean to you? If I am even important enough...*he closed his eyes* If you even feel that I am worthy enough to have you...

Khushi shook her head and kept her palm on his lips to stop him from saying any such thing. She almost hugged his bicep tight wanting him really close and kept her head on his shoulder.

Khushi: Don't say that... please!

Arnav: I know it's difficult for you... this all of a sudden marriage, coming to a completely different country where you've never been before... new people, expectations... but it will all be good very soon. Trust me!

This time he turned to look in her eyes holding her hands in his making a promise. Arnav: I promise Khushi... I'll do everything in my say to keep you happy, but don't do this to me, please. I feel like I am failing... every single day...

Khushi: Arnav... she managed to get her voice out as she felt an excruciating pain in her chest. Arnav looked at her waiting for her to continue. But when she couldn't and broke into sobs holding his hands tight... he pleaded: Talk to me! Please!

Khushi looked into his eyes for a brief moment and then shut her eyes tight allowing the last bit of tears to flow; she sighed and looked at him straight in his eyes determined.

Khushi: What do you want to know?

Arnav: The reason; the reason for you not being yourself.

Khushi: I am myself... she defended. Arnav: No you are not Khushi... you aren't yourself.

Khushi: But you don't know me well enough to know who I really am?

Arnav: Exactly but I know you well enough to know when you are yourself and when not! And I can swear on my life that you aren't the girl I met that night on the road; you aren't the girl I saw in the temple on teej and you are definitely not the girl who would give up so easily and freeze in front of some random alcoholic misbehaving with you.

Khushi smiled slightly: Then who do you think I really am?

There was a soft smile on his face as he tucked in a lose strand of hair behind her ear, initially coming close to her but then moving back to where he was sitting. He whispered: You are the girl whose face glows in the light from the diyas as if there isn't even a single worry in life which could take away that unknown happiness from you. (Khushi looked into his eyes astonished remembering their engagement night when she was lighting the diyas on the floor, she truly the happiest in her life that time.) You are the girl who has the guts to flirt with my friend knowing that I would notice and react. (Khushi almost giggled remembering that she had purposely made Arnav feel so that he would go to his bachelor's party.) You are that girl who in the flight was immensely excited to know about all her husband's friends, eating up his mind to the point of driving him crazy. And you are the girl who made my dream come true by being there at the door waiting for me to come back home when I most needed you. That's the real Khushi!

Khushi stared at him speechless as Arnav cupped her face in his palms and whispered to her looking in her eyes: I only want to see the real Khushi around me... smiling and happy... and I'll do any damn thing needed to make sure that you never have to face the part of you which hurts you so much.

Khushi: You can't do that... It will only hurt you more to give me what I need to forget that part of me. She whispered looking back straight in his eyes filled with hope and got up to leave. Arnav caught her hand and pinned her against the staircase wall leaning on to her.

Arnav: Let me finish! He whispered darkly against her shivering lips. I am not letting you walk away on me today Mrs. Khushi Arnav Singh Raizaada. I am your HUSBAND and YOU owe me an explanation! He said pushing her body more into the wall. Khushi tried her best to turn her head away due to the smell of the alcohol, but it was impossible for her to do so.

Khushi: Do you really wanna know the reason? She asked putting the best of herself in front of him.

Arnav: Any doubts?

Khushi: It's Alcohol!

***

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Loved it. Khushi should open up atleast to arnav . Poor arni.. :(

now,khusi told d truth though a little bit.

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