SS: I will Fix you! {Chapter14; PG. 114} - Page 5

"Come on Ratan let him stay at the house. What is the need for him to stay in a hotel?" insisted Tina to her husband who was occupied with a file in his hand.

Khushi was quietly sitting on the cushioned window sill, unaware of the conversation. Her eyes were looking out the indow fixated on a flock of bird flying among the dusky cloud and a little further behind were airplane that seem to have captured her attention. The idea seem silly to her but it felt like he was actually there, he her Angel.

"Khushi darling please move from the window you will catch a cold" said his father walking towards her as he placed the file on the table. He went ahead and grabbed her hand and walked her over to the sofa. She slouched onto the sofa folding her knees. He sat next to her and now faced his wife.

"Look you are always busy with your work and I am out of town, I don't think it's a good idea to let Khushi be with a stranger '." However he stopped as he felt Khushi's cold bony hand on his

"He is not a stranger dad! And I want him to stay here" She demanded with enigmatic eyes.

His dad took a deep breath and looked at the two women and stood up and throwing his hands in the air he proclaimed.

"Alright whatever makes you happy. He can stay here. "

He kissed Khushi on the forehead and grabbed his coat and started towards the door.

"Come baby I will take you to your room" said her mother but Khushi attempted to stand up on her own.

"No mom it's Ok you go ahead I will manage." She grabbed the side of the sofa and taking its support started towards the stair as her mother stood ecstatic. This was the first time since Khushi's diagnosis that she had seen her happy, the bone marrow donor was indeed an angel for their daughter.

Brussels Airport, Belgium, 5:30 PM

Arnav's flight landed at the Brussels airport, it was a ten hour flight from India to Belgium. However he really did not mind the travel as it was his first international flight and that two in Business class. Dressed in denim jeans and a loose white T-shirt and a khaki jacket over that. His hair roughly fell to his forehead and onto his black shades. He only had a Duffle that he wore on his shoulder along with his guitar case. He did have much to carry along with him, some clothes, his toiletries, some movies and his game station. But his proud and loved possession was this guitar. Music was his passion would be to day nothing. If there was anything he valued and loved in his life apart from money was his music.

As Arnav stepped out of the airport he took a deep breath stretching his arms which slightly lifted his shirt revealing the ripples of his abs. pure perfection was the way to describe this man. As he looked

Suddenly his phone rang,

"What the?" he exclaimed and pulled out the phone and answered it.

"Sexy hai?"

"Shut up Akash this is why I didn't want to give you my number.

"Relax, its not like you are paying for any of this. A whole month of Ayashi! Man! " exclaimed Akash.

"Achha Sale abhi airport par ho, when I get home I promise to give you the details." And Aranv hung up the phone.

He spotted the man in the uniform with his name board that read "Welcome Arnav Singh Raizada".

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When they reached home it had started raining. As the car pulled up in front of the house Arnav's eyes began to widen, he could had already started counting the dollars.

"Jackpot" he whispered to himself.

The driver pulled open the door for him and held the umbrella above his head. It had started raining heavily since they left the airport.

"I can get use to this" thought Arnav to himself seeing the reception already.

The driver led him all the way inside the main door which opened to main hall; grandeur and lavishly decorated in all its glory. Arnav was a bit dazzled but a maid walked forward to welcome him.

"Welcome Mr. Raizada I will show you to your room." Arnav smiled and followed mumbling yet again under his breath,

"Maid itne sexy hai to yeh Ms. Gupta kaisi hogi?" He smiled naughtily and continued walking. They reached the room and he walked inside. The driver brought in the luggage.

Now all alone in the room Arnav took a good look around. After examining every corner to his heart's content he jumped onto the bed and as he glued his head to the pillow he lead out a loud sigh of relief.

"AHHH! This is the life!" he grabbed the remote control on the side table and about to turn on the TV that suddenly he heard a noise, or a sound. At first he thought it was just the thunder and the rain.

He opened his door room and peaked outside. Sticking his head he tried to make sense of the noise.

Arnav paced up until the sound became loud, so loud that he could make out the keys that were being hit on the piano, until he realized he knew this melody. He stood in front of the door unsure if he should push it open but the suspense was killing him he needed to know. To see'.her!

He pushed open the door letting the light inside the dark room and the sorrowful melody stopped.

" He stood in front of the door unsure if he should push it open but the suspense was killing him he needed to know. To see'.her!"

This statement embodies my feelings - cannot wait to read more.

Very poignant and touching so far...