CID episode 67 - 9th August
RAKSHA BANDHAN 10.8
CID Episode 68 - 10th August
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Will update in 15 mins.Originally posted by: Jyo.Arshi.IPK
okay am admitting it !!!
smita am stalkin ur updates and i have been diagnosed with OSD...Obsessive Stalkin Disorder and the docs are sayin the only remedy is ur continous updates...they told me to tell u that u shud update twice a day at least and max can be anythin !!!!smita u cant let me suffer...pls honey update soon !!!! 😉
*bows to the master*
I had my own ideas, but to let her take the rein, and then make her suffer (in his style) for it? Ufff, babe, you know what you do to meee!
*sniffs*
I go and find distractions, far, far, far away from husky, deep voices, and molten eyes, and ...
*melts*
Part 19
Khushi nodded, and lowered her head, blushing. She caught the edges of her blouse and brought them together. As she was about to do the fifth button, he brushed her hands aside and took over the job. Both of them looked at his hands as he fastened the fourth, third, second, and first buttons.
"Did that mean 'yes'?"
Khushi nodded, being beyond words at that particular moment.
"Khushi, tell me. Tell me that you will marry me.", he insisted on the words being spoken.
She smiled. The sly smile would have been sufficient warning to her children had they seen it.
"Ji. You will marry me."
"What the?"
Khushi giggled, seeing the flabbergasted look on his face.
"I see. So you have become brave enough to tease me?", he growled.
Khushi laughed, her infectious laughter bringing a smile to his lips. He lunged at her, catching her unawares, and pulled her into his arms.
She fell flush against him, and his arms went around her, trying to hold her as close as possible to him. Her arms went around his shoulders, cradling them, and her head rested in the crook of his neck. She could hear his heart thunder against hers. She moved her hands over his shoulders, enjoying her freedom to touch him, to press herself against him, loving the feel of his rippling muscles against her...
He pulled himself away quickly, and waved a finger near her eyes.
"No. No. No touching. We are not married yet."
Khushi stared at him in surprise first, and then glared at him. He was stealing her lines.
"If you want to touch me...", and how his seductive eyes beckoned her, "...you have to marry me."
She pouted, loving this side of him.
She said, "Well, if there is no other way I can touch you, then I suppose I will have to marry you."
"Will you, Khushi?", he was eager.
Khushi said, "Yes. I would like to marry you, Arnavji. But..."
"But?"
"Your family?" Her worried eyes wounded him.
"They love you already.", he soothed her.
"Haan, but they don't know about my scars..."
"I will tell them today.", he promised.
She nodded. "If... if they agree to our marriage, Arnavji, please meet Baba..."
Arnav nodded.
"Shall we leave?", Khushi asked.
Arnav nodded reluctantly.
He watched her rearrange the folds of her sari that had been dislodged in their play. Soon, he would have the right and many opportunities to muss her hair and crush her clothes... He smiled, anticipating the day when...
"Kya hua, Arnavji?", she asked, her innocent eyes seeking answers.
"Nothing.", he smiled, trying to look as innocent as possible.
"Chalein?"
He nodded, and followed her to the door.
She removed the bolt, turned around suddenly, brushed a kiss against his rough cheek, and ran away.
He stood there, a hand raised to his burning cheek, his heart thudding...
"Kya hua, Bhaiyya?", asked Varun who was passing by. "Did someone slap you?"
Arnav looked at his family sitting around the dinner table. Di and Akash were teasing NK.
NK was repeating dialogues from some old Hindi movie they had all watched.
"Hum aap se beimtihaan mohabat karte he!"
"Beimtihaan nahin, NK bhai. Beintihaa!"
Mami was talking to Nani about one of the ladies in her social circle.
"Saasumma, Mrs. Mehra iraaned (ironed) her hairwaa."
Nani stared at her.
"Haan, Saasumma, she went to the new beauty parlaarr in Orchid Mallwaa, and iraaned her hairwaa. Now they looks like stickwaas."
"She used to have nice hair.", Nani lamented.
"Haan. And I asked her, when are you starching it? Iraan kar sakat ho to starch bhi kar lio!"
Mami & Nani laughed.
When the laughter died down, Arnav said, "I would like to talk to all of you after dinner."
They looked at him, all alert, all anxious.
They gathered in Nani's room, all of them sitting around Arnav.
"I asked Khushi to marry me."
All looked at him, eager to know her reply.
"In fact, I asked her many times. She kept on refusing me."
The Raizadas looked at each other, fearing another heartbreaking news.
"Finally, today, she told me why she didn't want to marry me. She... she..."
"She? She kya, Arnav Bitwa?", asked Mami.
"In the...in the accident that killed her parents, the accident that my f..father caused, she was b..badly hurt..."
"Haan, we know.", said Nani, tearfully. "Her legs..."
"Not just her legs.", his voice was quiet, but the words sounded like hammer blows in the perfectly silent room. "Her entire body. The cars burnt. So...so she has burn scars..." His throat closed thinking of how much pain a 10-year old must have gone through, alone, in a hospital without her parents by her side.
He looked at the shocked faces of his family.
"She... she...", he stammered, trying to explain the extent of the damage to them. But he didn't have to.
"That is why Khushiji covers herself, always.", NK whispered.
"Do the scars still hurt, Bhai?", Akash whispered.
"No.", he managed to get out.
Anjali was crying too hard to get a word out.
"Aravind Mallik!", Nani sobbed. "He destroyed that child's life too...that innocent child's life too. And... and we didn't even know..."
"Haan Saasumma, when we were in shockwaa, Khushi was in hospital, alone." Tears trailed down Mami's painted cheek, carrying her makeup along with it.
"She said... she said that I had to tell you about the scars. And that she would marry me only if you are all OK about them.", Arnav said softly.
He was not worried. He knew his family.
"Bring her home now, Chotey.", sobbed Anjali.
"This night. We will have the marriage tomorrow morning.", added Nani.
"Haan, Arnav Bitwaa. Griha Pravesh tonight, and marrijwaa tomorrow morning."
NK and Akash said eagerly, "Bhai, we will get a room ready for Khushiji."
"Haan, Nannav, mere Bhai. Just bring her. We will look after her."
Arnav leant back in his chair.
"I can't ask her to come tonight. And even if I do, she won't come."
All looked at him, surprised.
Arnav smiled gently.
"She is no longer an orphan. She has a father in Baba. Brothers and sisters whose world revolves around Khushi. We will have to go and ask for her hand again."
The Raizadas nodded, remembering Baba's words.
"Baba did what we should have done eleven years back. He gave her a home and enough love to make up for the loss of her parents. He gave her the courage to live fully, taking her disabilities in her stride. He gave her his music. He gave her the world she knows. The only world she knows. Only he had the right to decide her future."
Nani nodded. "Sasi Sharmaji should do her kanyaadaan. Only he has the right."
Anjali, Mami, Akash, & NK nodded.
"The wedding should take place in Omkar. Baba will have good memories to replace bad ones. And the children will enjoy marrying their sister off.", said Arnav.
All smiled, remembering Nidhi.
"Let's go to Omkar in the morning and talk to Baba.", decided Nani.
Late that night, Arnav phoned Khushi.
She was awakened by the ringing phone, and stretched a sleepy hand to answer it.
"Hello!", her sleep-roughened voice was music to his ears.
"Khushi!"
"Ji?", she became alert.
"My family wanted me to come to Omkar tonight, and carry you home to RM."
Khushi smiled, relief on her face and in her silence.
"Did you think they would reject you? Really think they would say no?"
"No, but..."
"We are coming to Omkar in the morning to talk to Baba."
Khushi smiled.
"Shall we have the wedding at Omkar?", he asked.
"Ji." Khushi's happiness knew no bounds. Her children would be able to participate in it fully. They would...
"The children will enjoy it.", said Arnav.
"Ji."
"That's all I called to say.", said Arnav, as though eager to end the conversation.
"Arnavji!", she called to stop him from ending the call.
"Yes?"
"Err... err... Nothing. I... I will see you tomorrow.", she said in a small voice.
Arnav smiled at the other end.
"By the way, Khushi, there was something else I wanted to tell you."
"Ji?", she asked eagerly. Maybe he would say something romantic, something sweet...
He did.
With an audacious smirk on his face and a tender light in his eyes, he said softly, "Don't forget to add laddoos to the list of sweets for the wedding. After all, Nidhi loooves them."
Part 20: https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/fan-fictions/3248201/ss-keeping-khushi-thread-2-part-22-in-th-3
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