Short OS : We Missed The Moment...Part 5 CONCLUDED

"Arnavji, will you please forgive me for not trusting you..?"

Arnav remained silent.

"Maybe I shouldn't come today..."

As soon as Arnav heard that, his head snapped up..."Yes you will. I may be angry Khushi, but YOU are my wife. And despite how furious I am, I do love you..."

His eyes burnt her heart as she saw him rush past her and out of their room...

Khushi felt her heart begin to crush as he walked away from her...

She felt like she was always in the background...that even though he loved her, his words were full of false hopes.

...

The basketball game was now over.

She had sat quietly watching as her husband and Sheetal played, and had fun...

"He mistrusted me so easily about Shyamji...and I never gave him ANY reason to! And now..."

She glanced back up...

Sheetal and Arnav had grabbed a bottle of water and as they laughed, they squirted water all over each other, making Aarav giggle...

But when she saw Sheetal swallow, her heart nearly stopped.

"He...He broke her fast."

The rest of the family had instantly noticed the same thing...

"Chote!"

Arnav looked up at Anjali ..."Di? What's..."

His gaze wandered to the other family, and finally...on Khushi.

As if in slow motion, he turned back to Sheetal and saw the water dripping from her chin...

"Oh no..." he whispered...

...

"Our first...and he..."

Khushi's saw Arnav stare at her, but when he turned back to Sheetal, Khushi finally broke...

Not wanting anyone to follow her, she quietly escaped from the court and slowly walked away.

Her eyes were clogged with tears.

Her heart was slowing instead of speeding up.

As the world around her began to feel muddled, she heard someone speak...

"Are you alright?"

The words sounded fuzzy, the voice distorted...

Was someone talking to her?

"Talk to me? You don't look very well?"

There is was again...someone WAS talking to her...

Khushi came to a halt and gradually turned around, but as she did, the world began to blur, and she collapsed...

...

"Khushiji?! Khushiji!!! Oh God!"

Nk had arrived late to the basketball game and saw Khushi walking towards him as if in a trance...

As he tried to talk to her, he saw her become dizzy and lose consciousness...

Instantly dropping his sports bag, he reached out and caught her easily...

"Khushiji...?!!" he looked up and saw that no one had followed her out..."Oh God! Khushiji!"

Tapping her cheek lightly, his hand suddenly stilled on her damp skin...

"She's...crying?"

NK began to hear loud voices drifting over from the courts...

"How could you do that!?" Anjali's voice?

"What's the big deal!? It doesn't mean anything!" Nanaav's voice?

"It holds GREAT meaning to break a woman's fast!" Nani's voice?

"I didn't mean it to happen like that! I...Where is Khushi...?!"

NK looked down at Khushi...

Just then it hit him...

"Nanaav broke Sheetal's fast? And..."

NK saw how pale Khushi was...

"You're always having to some second to everything..."

Khushi began to stir and moan...

"Khushiji...It's NK...It's alright..."

Her shaky hand rested on her pounding head...

She could barely focus, barely talk...

"Enough of this..." NK sneered as he reached into his bag...

Holding his bottle of juice at her lips, NK gently helped Khushi drink...

Her hands stilled for only a moment, and then rested on his as she drank deeply...

Finally, Khushi took a long breath...

NK watched as she slowly looked up at him...

Her pain-filled eyes tore into his heart...

Like bad heartburn, an unfamiliar lividity rose up for the general male population until he could aim it at the one who deserved it.

Helping her sit up straighter, he spoke softly..."Khushiji...I am your friend...so you can tell me...are you alright? With Sheetal being here..."

The impact of what had just happened slammed into her...

She began to stutter..."No no...Everything is fine...I was just...Someone had..."

"Did someone say something to hurt you?"

Khushi closed her eyes as dizziness still wracked her head...

"Tell me who he is and what the hell he did," NK growled.

"N...Nahneji...I..."

"Khushiji, You tell me who made you cry and why, or I promise, I will find out on my own, hunt him down, and kick his teeth down his throat for putting that look on your face."

He almost regretted throwing down the harsh threat when her face blanched, but if that was the only way he could get her to open up, then so be it.

When she opened her mouth to brook an argument, he narrowed his gaze to show her he wasn't kidding.

"Well...Arnavji..."

"WHAT THE HELL IS THIS!?"

A loud yell interrupted them...

NK's eyes shot up.

Arnav...completely overtaken with fury.

"What the HELL! NK!"

Arnav was by Khushi's side in an instant and angrily prying Nk's arms away from his wife...

But this time, NK held on...

Arnav's stare became deadly..."Get your hands off my wife..." he growled through clenched teeth...

Khushi could no longer speak...

The confusion, the pain, the heartbreak...

There was no possible way for her to bear it all any longer...

"Naanav, You've hurt her enough!"

Feeling primal, and filling with brutality, Arnav yanked at Khushi's body, pulling her away from NK...

"SHE is MY wife! How DARE you think you have a right over her!"

NK stared at Khushi's sorrowful expression...

"Naanav, can't you see how much she is hurting...while you were adding fuel to her concerns, by paying attention to Sheetalji, YOUR wife, was fainting into MY arms..."

Arnav stared down into Khushi's face...

"While YOU were thoughtlessly breaking HER fast, I was here feeding your COLLAPSING wife juice! YOU missed the moment!"

Unwilling to hear anymore, Arnav, holding on tight to Khushi, stormed past NK and the congregating crowd...

Part 2

Part 3

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Part 4

Part 5

wow! well written.want to read more

Wonderful cannot wait for next part 😃

Really awesome! ASR is a total jerk! NK is a better man than him! He always was!

👏Very well written I loved it.

i am realy happy that you are back...and the update it is as great as always...loved the way nk supported khushi.,arnav should give more importance to khushi

Arnav 😡

Part 2

Arriving home, Arnav carried Khushi upstairs to their room...

Setting her down carefully on the bed, he gently grasped her chin and tipped her head back to meet his gaze, and with the single use of her name, "Khushi…" the floodgates cracked to let the first tears stream down.

Arnav became completely overcome with hatred - for himself...

"Khushi...Khushi, I...I am sorry..." he winced...

'Sorry' seemed like such a pathetic word...

Annoyed by her constantly wavering emotions, Khushi began swiping at her tears angrily with her fingers..."It doesn't matter...It's nothing..."

"When a man makes a woman cry, it's not nothing..."

NK's voice filled the room...

Arnav's eyes turned black..."Get out!"

"No Naanav. I care about Khushi! I care ALL of the time! You only seem to care when you've finally broken her down to tears!"

Arnav's heart was at war...

He held on tight to Khushi...

But at the same time, he wanted to get up and kick NK out of their room...

"Nahneji, I'm...I'm alright..."

"NO Khushi! Enough! I've had enough of everyone's ill treatment towards you!..." NK's eyes wandered..."Especially from you!"

Finally Arnav stood...

"That's right Naanav...You can threaten me, you can hit me...I don't care! If no one else will stand up for Khushiji, then I WILL!"

Slowly pacing towards Nk, Arnav's voice became deadly..."Get out of this room..."

"ALL that she has done FOR you! ALL that she has had to bear BECAUSE of you! I won't stand for it anymore!"

Arnav grabbed a fistfull of NK's shirt..."Khushi is MY wife!"

"Wife!? THEN TREAT HER LIKE ONE!"

NK forcefully pushed Arnav's chest and jolted himself free...

"You better bloody well get out or..."

NK ignorned Arnav and walked directly to Khushi and took her hand..."Are you ok Khushiji?"

Arnav grabbed Khushi's wrist..."Hand off her...NOW!"

Khushi had remained quiet.

Her eyes was studying the two men...

One man cared for her.

One man loved her.

One man thought only of her feelings.

And the other...

Khushi looked up, and her eyes held on fast..."I'm so very sad...I'm confused...I don't know what is happening to me anymore...I don't know how to live like this anymore..."

Arnav's heart was stabbed with pain as he saw Khushi look up...into NK's eyes...

"Khushiji...I am even hurting for you...for everything I have seen you go through..."

Khushi lifted her other hand and instead of laying it on Arnav's hand, she held onto NK...

"Thankyou for breaking my fast Nahneji...I was feeling so...so sick and..."

"Khushi...?"

Arnav's broken voice stopped her from speaking any further...

She looked up at him,..."It's alright Arnavji...we missed the moment...at least Sheetalji's fast is broken..." her eyes went back to NK..."And so is mine..."

Unable to bear the way they kept talking with their eyes, Arnav grabbed Nk's arm and dragged him towards the door..."Get out. I need to talk to her..."

"Fine. I will go and bring the rest of the family home..."

NK didn't say another word, he looked over at Khushi one more time, and silently walked away...

Arnav shut the doors and leaned against them for a moment...

"I just broke my ex-girlfriends fast...one who khushi thought I had a child with...And then I happily went around and played basketball with her...and Khushi was again...left in the background..."

Spinning around, he saw that Khushi was gone...

"Khushi?"

He saw their bathroom door shut and rushed forwards, only finding it locked...

Banging hard, he yelled..."Khushi! Khushi please, I need to talk to you!"

...

Khushi felt her heart break as she thought about all the lives she had ruined...

Shyam

Anjali

Anjali's baby

Sheetal

Araav

And ...Arnav...

As though no longer inside her own body, she stood up, quickly taking a paper and pen, and entered the bathroom, locking the door securely...

Sitting on the cold tile floor, she began to write...

The clouds in our life are going no where...

The rain keeps coming down...

I thought that our married life would bring us closer, but it only made us drift further apart...

I hope you get this message that I'm leaving for you...

Because I'd hate to leave without you hearing the words that I need you to...

Whatever it is in our relationship that was missing...I hope you it...

I hope it's everything you dreamed of...

I hope you're happy, because wherever I am, I want you to know this, I love you, and nothing can change that...

Her tears stained the paper as she wrote...

Finally, with one last look, she stood up and opened the bathroom drawers...

"Sleeping pills..." she murmured...

All the while, Arnav was banging on the door, calling to her...

"Khushi STOP being over dramatic! I need to talk to you! Open this door!!"

She smiled, hearing his demanding scolds...

For each loud knock on the door, she swallowed another pill...

Finally, Arnav began to kick at the door...

"Not yet..." she whispered feeling darkness take over...

Another pill...

Loud kick...

Another pill...

And just as Arnav kicked the door open, Khushi fell to the floor...

"Khushi!"

His voice screamed out for her, as her breath tore from her lungs...

Arnav was stricken with terror..."Khushi!..." the sleeping pills began to fall off the bench...

"No..."

Lifting her, he carried her and dropped her lifeless body onto their bed...

In a frenzy of terror, he pulled out his phone and dialed for emergency...

All the while, holding onto Khushi's hand, desperately praying that she'd hold onto his...