SS Because I Love You... PART 13+14 WARNING 16+ - Page 3

Hi guys, here's part two, a few things to clear out first.

1. My laptop's ancient and barely working, and I'm facing troubles accepting buddy requests and doing PMs, so unfortunately I won't be able to do that for the time being. Sorry! :(

2. I'm ignoring Shyam for now because my main focus is on how Arnav will win Khushi back with his family's help.

3. This part unfortunately has no Arhi, but it was important to establish the Raizada family's place in this story. I promise next part is full of Arshi and nothing else! :)

Enjoy!

Part 2

It was well after dinner, and the entire Raizada family, save Khushi was gathered in Anjali's room (Shyam was away on a 'business trip'). Arnav had to literally dragged everyone from their rooms after Khushi had fallen asleep from the emotionally exhausting day.

Locking the door securely, Arnav turned around to face his bewildered family. "I know ki raat bahut ho chuki, I'm sorry. Par mera aap sab se baat karna bahut zaroori hai." He took a deep breath and continued, "Aap sab jaanna chahte the na ki Khushi aur maine itni jaldbazi mein shaadi kyun ki. Who meri galti thi. It was all my fault. I felt insecure because everybody was linking Khushi to NK and other men. I didn't want to loose her. So I blackmailed her into marrying me in a hurry."

Arnav registered the look of hurt and disbelief on Payal's face. His heart clenched, punishing him for lying to his own family. Or at least, only telling them half the truth. But he knew he had to play within the boundaries of the circumstances for the good of his family and his Di. "I know I was wrong. I realized almost as soon as I saw how unhappy Khushi was with the accelerated pace of our wedding. But you guys know how I am. Gussa aata hai to kuch soch nahi pata hoon…" he gave a wry smile.

Mami was the first to break the silence engulfing the family. "Hello hi bye bye Arnav bitwa, par ee baat aap hume ab kyun admits kar rahe ho? Phati sari…hamra matlab Khushi bitiya to aapki biwi ban gayi hai na?"

"Haan mami, par aapne dekha nahi aaj who ghumsum si thi?" Arnav explained. "Maine use bataya ki maine jaldi shaadi ke liye force kyun kiya to who bahut naraz ho gayi. She thinks…use lagta hai ki main uspe bharosa nahi karta…she thinks I don't trust her…" Arnav voice broke in the last few words. Immediately, Payal, Aakash and Anjali rushed forward to console him.

"Arnavji main aapke is phaisle se khush to nahi hoon, lekin main jaanti hoon ki Khushi ko aapse behtar jeevan saathi nahi mil saktha tha. Par ab aap kya karenge?" Payal asked.

"I don't know Payal. I need to make her realize that I trust her as much as I love her. But she's not even willing to talk to me anymore. I have decided that I'm going to convince her of my love even if it takes my entire life to do it. But I can't do that on my own. I need everybody's help." Arnav looked around, relieved to see his ever-supporting family nodding in unison at him. "Aap sab jaante hain ki Khushi kaisi hai. She'll try her best to avoid me. But I need to spend as much time as possible with her. So I need you guys to create circumstances which will leave her with no choice but to come to me. I'll be working from home for a few days. I need you guys to keep reminding her that I love her, just as I will. That's all I can ask of you now" Arnav concluded, his head hung in shame, remorse and guilt.

Anjali put a reassuring hand on her little brother's shoulder. "Chhotte, I'm still angry with you for what you've done to us and Khushiji, but all I know is that after a long time, my chotte has asked me for something. And I'm not going to deny him that." She smiled at her little brother.

"Aap bilkul theek keh rahe ho Anjali bitiya. Hum sab ko chotte ka saath dena chahiye. Par ab raat bahut ho chuki hai, hum sab sone jaate hain. Kal se is ghar me bahut bada kaam shuru hone ja raha hai, hum sab ko taakat chahiye ki nahi?" Nani smiled and patted her grandson's cheek, as he turned his head and kissed her hand to thank her.

One by one the Raizadas left for their abodes, and Arnav strode towards his room, a man with a purpose. Opening the door, he found Khushi as he had left her, sleeping calmly on the bed. He knelt beside her and traced the dried tears on her cheeks. "I love you Mrs. Raizada…" he whispered before climbing into bed and tucking her soft body into his hard one and falling asleep with his face buried in her long silky tresses.

Precap: How will Khushi react to Arnav's proximity when she wakes up???

As usual, constructive critisism is always welcome :D

U know I was also thinking abt the nk angle as the excuse! It's hard to write sth without arshi scenes n for it to still b gd. Well done :) lookin fwd to new Arnav n loving!

When you have first mentioned that no Arhi in this part, I thought of skipping. But after reading I realise the part is very imp for the story.

its really good.. pls try to pm me when u continue...

continue soon and please pm

hmm, an interesting turn of events... never thought I would see the day asr asked for help

Surprise! I finished writing the next update a little sooner than expected. Okay, so here starts our Arnav hotwa's desperate attempts to resurrect his wife. I've tried sticking as much as possible to the original characters, but I may stray sometimes. Also, I've tried to stick with the original style of story telling of IPKKND, with the balance of romance, drama and comedy. Again, sorry about the buddy requests and PMs, will try and do something about that.

Chapter 3

Khushi stirred awake in the middle of the night, probably because her throat was parched from all the crying before she had fallen asleep. She tried to get up and reach towards the bed side table for the jug of water, but something was stopping her movement. Looking down, she was horrified to find a hand holding her down to the bed by the waist. And not just ANY hand, Arnav Singh Raizada's hand.

She then shook herself completely awake and realized that her legs were tangled with his and his chin was resting on top of her head. What the! She almost exclaimed. How on Earth had this happened? For a lingering moment, Khushi was almost tempted to nestle back into his form and drift into a comfortable slumber. But Khushi had long learnt to steer clear of dreams when it came to her husband. She was a woman with self-respect, and she would not make herself vunerable to his tricks again.

Holding back the urge to break out into tears again for the nth time in the day, she gently disentangled herself from him so as to not wake him, and got up from the bed. Gulping down almost half the jug of water to calm her nerves down, she made her way over to the recliner and made herself comfortable there. The last thing she remembered before falling back asleep was Arnav beginning to frown and stir in his sleep.

A while later, Arnav began to twist and turn uncomfortably in his bed. Something didn't feel right. As he brought his hand up to rub his eyes, he realized what it was. Khushi wasn't in his arms anymore. Suddenly panicking he sat straight up and looked around the room, sighing in relief when he found her asleep on the recliner. Grief sank into his heart as he comprehended her actions. His Khushi, who would have slapped him senseless out of his sleep had he snuck into the same bed as her without her permission, had become so detached and lost that she retreated to the recliner without so much as speaking to him. For the zillionth time that day, Arnav grasped the grossness of the damage he had done to the woman he loved.

But ASR wouldn't have been ASR if he were to give up to easily. "Fine then Mrs. Raizada," he thought to himself decisively, "If you're not going to react voluntarily then I know how to force you to react."

He got up from the bed and stalked towards the recliner silently so as not to wake her, and then lifted her in his arms as gently as possible before tip toeing back to the bed and settling her down before settling himself beside her. But this time to make sure she didn't escape, he looped both arms around her, one around her shoulders so that his biceps acted as her pillow, and the other around her waist, holding her securely to himself. A contented smile played on his lips as he drifted off to sleep…

Khushi woke up to the familiar sound of the water sprinklers being turned on in the front garden of the Raizada mansion. She opened her eyes expecting to be one the recliner, but was absolutely shocked to find herself back on the bed, again in Arnav's arms. She immediately jerked up a little, trying to comprehend how this was possible.

Had she not gone to sleep on the recliner during the night then? Was that just a bad dream? Or maybe a good dream? Glancing to her side, she saw that the water jug was indeed half empty. So she was not imagining what had happened during the night. Then how did she end up on the bed again? "Did Arnav-ji…" She suddenly turned to face him, recalling that she was still in his arms.

Khushi intended to yell him into his senses and admonish him for thinking that he could do whatever he wanted to with her, but the moment she looked at the sleeping face of her husband, she couldn't convince a single cell in her body to hate him. He looked as innocent as a child in his sleep, with that rare smile playing on his face. He was breathing steadily, his breaths tickling the side of her neck.

Khushi stared at him, wondering how could this man make her crave him as much as he made her loathe him. What was it about him which rendered her senses helpless everytime he was in the vincity. Good, expensive personal maintenance, she concluded to herself, since his personality was nothing short of repulsive. If every man on Earth were as stubborn and careful as he was about his appearance, even Happy-ji would end up bagging any woman he desired.

The sudden, urgent rumbling in her stomach awoke Khushi from her day dream. Our sanka devi had gone a full day without an actual meal! Khushi knew she couldn't get rid of his grip on her waist on her own. She needed to wake him up. Gulping at the thought of how he would react to their present situation, she gently shook his shoulder.

Arnav stirred but didn't wake up. She shook him harder. "Ar-Arnavj-Ji?!" she called out. Her voice rang in Arnav's ears like a nightingale's sweet summer song. He slowly opened his eyes, pleased to see that his wife was still in his arms and was struggling to get up. His face broke out into a victorious smile. "Good morning sweetheart…" he placed a soft but firm kiss on her forehead.

Khushi froze, her heart starting to refill itself from the remnant pain from the previous day's revelations. She stared him blank in the face. "Hume chodiye." She simply stated.

Arnav was actually in the mood to play with her a little but more, but he knew she was still very much in trauma from all that had happened, and that he had to go slow. He slowly released her and she scrambled free from the bed and straightened herself out. Still smiling, began to sat up on bed, when he suddenly felt a torrent of cold liquid being dumped onto his head.

SPLASH!

Bewildered, he shook himself, only to realize that he had been splashed on the face with half a jug of water by his crazy wife.

"WHAT THE…"

"Agli baar aisi harkat karne se pehle do baar soch lijiyega Mr. Arnav Singh Raizada!" she warned before stomping off towards the bathroom.

Arnav couldn't help smirking. Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Raizada was back with a bang!

Precap: Arnav throws a tantrum! :O

Any guesses why Arnav throws a tantrums? No? HEHEHEHE ;)

Khushi won't talk to him? is that why he throws a tantrum?
I loved all three parts. Awesome.

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