Arhi SS:: House Of Cards Part 19 up Link to thread 2 added PG 142 - Page 51

Part 14

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE?!!!"

Arnav yelled as he saw Agam Bajpai entering his house, a bouquet in his hand. His mind was on overdrive seeing him in his house. Why the hell is he here?! He saw him scanning his eyes everywhere and then halt beside him, on HIS Khushi.

Gritting his teeth and avoiding the calling of his family, Arnav strode towards his unwelcome guest and catching hold of his collar, he blustered.

"How dare you? How dare you come to my house? Tumhari itni himmat!! How dare you, bas***d?!" Arnav yelled, the monster inside him was unleashed at that moment.

bas***d?!

Yanking Arnav's hand from his collar , Agam pushed Arnav.

"Don't you dare call me that!!! Do you get me?!" Agam roared in a dangereously terrifying voice.

Arnav balanced himself and looked at the blazing eyes of Agam Bajpai. Straightning himself in no time, he again was about to unleash but a hand on his wrist stopped him.His head snapped to his right side, his eyes meeting with the teary and pleading eyes of his wife.

"Arnav ji, please. What are you doing? " Khushi said in a soft and vulnerable voice. It really terrifies her whenever she sees him in this Avatar.

Arnav looked at Khushi, his nostrils flaring due to the acrimony of volcano he is feeling inside him.

"You are asking me what am I doing? Me ? HOW DARE HE ENTER MY HOUSE ?!!" Arnav yelled, making Khushi jump and leave his arm in an instant.

Agam and Arnav looked at each other, their eyes sparkling with rage. Arnav again began to stride towards Agam but immediately halted seeing his Di stood in front of Agam.

"Enough Chhote! First hear me out. I don't know what problem you have with him, but first listen why he is here." Anjali tried to control the situation.

Arnav was in front of Anjali in no time and carefully pulled her away from Agam.

"Di! I don't want to listen anything! Do you get me?! I don't want this man in my house!" Arnav let out in dangerous voice.

Anjali placed her palm on her Chhote's cheek, trying to calm him.

"Chhote listen, you remember I have told you about a man who brought you hospital and also gave his blood to save you?" Anjali asked.

Arnav just nodded, unable to comprehend why the hell they are having this conversation now.

"That man...that man was Agam .." Anjali revealed at last and looked at her brother's frowned and confused face.

"What do you mean, Di?" Arnav asked

"I mean, Agam is the one, who had saved you!" Anjali said and took a deep breath, she knows what is about to come.

Arnav turned towards Khushi, she was looking at him, her face tensed and eyes misted. Arnav went and held Khushi by her arms.

"Jo Di bol rahi hai, kya who saach hai?" Arnav asked, controlling his anger with great difficulty.

Khushi looked at Arnav ji, her eyes teary.

"I ASKED YOU SOMETHING KHUSHI!!" Arnav blustered, making Khushi jump. His anger blinding his rational mind.

"She had not asked for that!" Arnav heard the other voice, a voice he so despise.

Arnav turned his head, his hands still held Khushi by her arms.

"YOU. HAVE. NO. RIGHTS. TO. INTERFERE. BETWEEN. ME. AND. MY. WIFE! DO YOU GET ME?!!" bellowed Arnav.

He again turned towards Khushi.

"Khushi, I am waiting!" Arnav again asked in a low voice, trying to control his temper, not wanting to shout on his Khushi.

Khushi unable to form any word just nodded her head.

Arnav just stared at Khushi, unable to believe that she had taken help from someone he so despise.

"Why?" Arnav asked through gritted teeth, in a low voice.

"Arnav ji...woh...Arnav ji...hum...hum..." Khushi, fumbled under Arnav ji's smouldering gaze.

"I ASKED, WHY KHUSHI?!" Arnav yelled, again making Khushi jump.

"Arnav ji...hum ...hum...woh...apko...apko...apko khoon ki zaroorat thi...doctor ne kaha tha ki...ki...agar ...agar apko jald se jald khooon nahi diya toh...toh apki...apki..."

"TOH MAR JAANE DIYA HOTA!!" Arnav yelled at the top of his voice.

Khushi's eyes snapped at Arnav ji, eyes wide, astonished beyond believe.

"Arnav ji, how can you say this?" Khushi asked, stunned. How can he even suggest something like that?

"It was better than to take his help" Arnav gritted his teeth.

Khushi pushed Arnav ji's hand from her arms.

"Agar hum aap ki jagah hote toh kya aap hume mar jaane dete?" Khushi asked in a hurt and a low voice.

Arnav looked at Khushi, unable to answer her question. What was the need to take that man's help, dammt!!

Khushi went towards Arnav ji and placed her palm on his cheek.

"Arnav ji, please try to understand. He had helped you. And Di...Di has invited him for dinner" Khushi tried to calm him.

"I had not asked for his help!" Arnav countered. There's no way he will make truce with that man.

Khushi closed his eyes, dejected. Why is he being so impossible?

Arnav turned to look at his Di.

"Di, tell your guest to leave my house!" Arnav told his Di. It's intolerable to see that man in his house.

"He will not Chhote. I have invited him , he is our guest and I you can't insult him like this!" Anjali made cleared. She don't know what equation her brother and Agam Bajpai share but this man had saved her Chhote and she is the one invited him at her place and she will not, at any cost, insult him.

"He will Di, either he leaves or I" Arnav gave his option.

Anjali looked at her Chhote, what has Agam done to agitate him to this extent? And if he had done something to harm him than why will he save her Chhote. She needs to find this but for now Agam bajpai is her guest and she will not insult him by asking him to leave. As Anjali began to say something she heard the third voice.

"It's Ok Miss. Raizada. I will take your leave." Agam said and turned to leave the house but Anjali's voice stopped him.

"No Mr. Bajpai. You will not leave." Anjali stated.

Arnav looked at his Di, disbelievingly.

Anjali too looked at Arnav.

"Arnav, he is my guest! You can't insult him like this." Anjali said.

"Chhote, Anjali bitiya is right. You can't insult a guest like this." Nani too supported Anjali.

Arnav looked at his Di and Nani. If they want to have a dinner with their guest, they can have gladly ,but he will not.

Arnav caught hold of Khushi's wrist and moved towards his Di.

"If you want to have dinner with your guest than you can have gladly. I will not!" and with that he tightened his hold on Khushi and moved towards the door.

"Chhote wait!"

"Dad! Mom!"

"Chhote!"

Ignoring the call oh his family, he was about to exit the house with his wife.

Arnav halted in front of Agam, looking at him through his seething eyes.

"The fact that you have saved me changes nothing between us" Arnav made his point clear and dragged Khushi with him.

"Arnav ji wait! What are you doing? Arnav ji please"

But ignoring his wife's pleas, Arnav pushed Khushi on the passenger seat and closing the door he came and sat behind the wheel.

"Arnav ji, what are you doing? How can you do this? This is not right! Di will be hurt..." Khushi tried to make him understand.

But Arnav was in no state to understand. It is totally intolerable to have that Agam Bajpai around HIS Khushi, in the same room.

Arnav looked at Khushi.

"I don't give a damn. We are not going in as long as he is inside my house. Di has invited him let her entertain her guest, don't expect me to do that." Arnav stated, his nostrils flaring.

Arnav closed his eyes to compose himself . What if that Agam tries to hurt his family?, they are alone there with that man. No he will not do that! His heart whispered. Why his protective instinct jumps whenever he sees Agam and Khushi at the same place and no one else? He is stunned with himself, he has left his Di alone with that man but he knows that Agam will not hurt her. Why? Why he feels this way? Why he feels to take Khushi away from that man and not anyone else? May be because he is aware of Agam's feeling towards Khushi. Arnav tightened his hold on the steering wheel. Whatever it is, he is not going to go inside at any cost!

Arnav opened his eyes and looked at Khushi. She was looking at him, expecting him to say something. But he chooses to ignore her and started the ignition.

"Arnav ji, where are we going? Stop the car! We can leave like this! Arnav ji?!!" Khushi slumped in her seat. Why is he behaving like this? What is wrong with him? Khushi felt tears of helplessness pricking her eyes. Why she sometimes feels like, she doesn't know him atall? She can predict him when he is with her but with others? With others it's like he transforms into someone else. He no longer remains her Arnav ji, he becomes someone else.

...

*thud*

A plate went flying in the air and crashed in one corner, shattering in thousand pieces.

"Aarav! What is this?!" Anjali shouted at his nephew, who had just flung a plate.

"I will not dine with that man!!" shouted Aarav.

All the occupants of the room looked stunned at the boy in front of them, his eyes emitting fire.

"Aarav behave yourself! Is this a way to behave with the guest?!" Anjali chided her nephew.

Aarav looked at his Bua.

"I said I will not dine with that man! You all enjoy your dinner " and with that Aarav ran upstairs , not paying a heed to anyone's call.

Anjali caught hold of the nearby chair to support herself. What is wrong with her Chhote and nephew? Why are they behaving this way? But she had invited Agam, she just can't tell him to leave. She straightened herself and looked at Agam.

"I am really sorry, Mr.Bajpai. Please have a seat! I will serve the dinner. Please ignore my brother and nephew. I am sorry on their behalf" Anjali apologized, feeling very guilty.

Agam saw the apologetic look his sister was giving him and not wanting her to feel more guilty, he obliged to her and took a seat.

Aarav opened the door of his room and flung himself on the bed. Tears making there way on his cheek. His eyes wandered on his right side, to the bed side table. There lay his gift, which he was so excited to give to his Mom and that man had doomed all that. Getting up from the bed he caught hold of a vase and flunked at the corner. All because of that man! Aarav thought angrily as more angry tears descended his cheeks.

...

Khushi opened her eyes with a start, she looked disoriented around for few minutes and all the events of evening came flooding in her mind. She pulled herself from the window where she was resting her head. She looked towards Arnav ji, he was staring straight ahead on the road. Her eyes wandered on Arnav ji's phone which lay on the dashboard. Taking the phone, she dialed a number.

"Hello!" Khushi said in the phone.

"Mom!" came the reply.

"Were you crying, baby? Why is you voice hoarse?" Khushi asked, worried.

"No, I am fine. Where are you? Are you ok?" Aarav asked trying to sound normal.

But Khushi knew that her Son was crying. She looked towards Arnav ji, angrily.

"Aarav I am fine. You had your dinner?" Khushi asked.

"No!" came the quick reply.

"Why? Please, Shona, go and have your dinner. Nobody listens to me, atleast you listen" Khushi said in the phone, again eyeing Arnav ji angrily.

Arnav listened to Khuhsi's reply and he knew who that nobody was.

Aarav was again ready to protest but listening to his Mom's dejected tone, he gave in.

"Ok, Mom. I will. You take care of yourself. I had...had made a gift for you...but I think... I think I will have to wait to give it to you..." Aarav fumbled, the lump in his throat making him unable to form a sentence.

A tear slipped from Khushi's eyes hearing the hurt and sad tone of her Son.

"I am sorry, baby! But you can give me the gift later, can't you? So please listen to me now and go and have your dinner." Khushi replied, wiping her tear off her cheek.

"Ok! Bye!" Aarav said and ended the call.

Khushi kept the phone at its initial place and ignoring the other occupant of the car, she started looking out of the window.

...

"Lagta hai Maa se baat hogayi, Maa ke laadle ki.." Aarav heard his Bua say as he made his way towards the dining area.

Ignoring her statement, he went and sat on his chair.

Anajli not wanting to piss her nephew more than he already looked, quietly got up from her chair and served him.

Passing a glare at Agam Bajpai, Aarav started feeding himself, with great difficulty.

...

Arnav stopped the car after an hour of driving and looked at Khushi, who had just opened her eyes, sensing that the car is halted.

Khushi looked at Arnav ji, he was looking at her, she immediately averted her eyes from him.

Arnav got out of the car and coming in the front of Khushi's door he opened it.

Arnav waited for Khushi to make any move but she remained still, not making any move.

After few seconds, Khushi felt a hand snake on her waist and the other behind her knee and she was scooped in the arms of her husband. Khushi glared at Arnav ji, ready to protest but she stopped herself. Why to bother when he never listens to her?

Khushi roamed her eyes in the surrounding and she instantly recognized the place. It was his Mamma's garden. But today it looked little different. Looked more lively. Tiny fairy lights sparkling in the bushes, making them look eternal. Whole surrounding was decorated with different fairy lights just the way she liked.

Arnav took his wife inside the garden, a place he has reconstructed just for his wife.

Khushi looked mesmerized in front on her. A gazebo decorated like a bride. White curtains covering the gazebo from all sides and fairy lights hanging all over, making it look beautiful. A soft mattress placed placed inside the gazebo.

Arnav carried Khushi inside the gazebo and laid her on the soft mattress and stood up. Getting up from there, Arnav got rid of his shoes and soon joined his wife.

Khushi still angry at him, dragged herself away from him. But in no time she was flushed against her husband. Her back pressed against his front. Arnav snaked his arm on Khushi's waist and pulled her to face him.

"I am sorry" Arnav kissed Khushi's cheek.

Hearing his sincere apology, a tear made his way down her cheek but she remained quite. What is the use of his apology when he always does something to hurt her?

Arnav drank her tear, again mouthing an apology.

"Khushi I am sorry if you are hurt but I don't regret what I have done." Arnav said and pulled away to look at Khushi.

Khushi looked at Arnav ji.

"Why? Why don't you regret it? You have hurt everyone by your behavior! Di, Nani and even Aarav." Khushi mouthed. Her eyes brimming with tears.

Arnav touched his forehead with Khushi's .

"Khushi, I don't want to talk about that. Please don't cry, please. It's your birthday and you are crying because of me. Please don't do this to me. I never wanted this to happen" Arnav whispered against Khushi's lips.

Khushi let out a dejected sigh, her breath mingling with Arnav's.

"Sometimes I feel like I don't know you atall. You become a different person. A person who frightens me. A person who is no longer my Arnav ji. And that scares me. Hum bohot daar jate hai, Arnav ji" Khushi confessed her fears.

Arnav tightened his hold on Khushi's waist and pulling her even closer, he touched Khushi's lips with his. He kissed her. A kiss of assurance, a kiss to assure his Khushi that no matter what he becomes, he will always remain her Arnav ji. No matter how angry he is, he can never hurt her.

"I am sorry for frightening you" Arnav said pulling from the kiss.

"I don't want to talk to you.I don't want your apology. You always do this. First you hurt me and than apologize. Go from here!" Khushi pushed him and got up form the mattress.

Arnav immediately followed Khushi and caught her wrist.

Arnav took a remote from his trouser pocket and punched a button. Suddenly a soft music reverberated the surrounding.

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Arnav carefully pulled Khushi to look at him. His hand roused at Khushi's cheek, caressing softly as he mouthed the word.

Ankhein band karloon jo main

dekhoon bas tumhe

Khwaboon main hi keh sakta hoon

Apna tumhe...

Rehne de

Mera yeh waham pe hi yakeen

Na jaa abhi..

Pyaar ki yeh raat hai

Ab na jaa

Chhoti si ek baat hai

Ab naa jaa

Twirling Khushi around he snaked his arm around her waist, keeping his chin on her shoulder and started moving in a rhythm.

Tumhi se hai meri neende

Na bhi ho to kya

Tumhi se hai meri baatein

Na bhi ho to kya

Kehne de, taaron ko kahaani

Ankahee

Na ja abhi

Pyaar ki yeh raat hai

Ab na jaa

Chhoti si ek baat hai

Ab naa jaa

Pal do pal ka saath hai

Ab na jaa

Jaadu si yeh raat hai

Ab na jaaa

Ab na jaaa

Twirling Khushi again he looked at her. The strand of her hair caressing her forehead, raising his hand to her forehead he tucked the strand behind her ear and touched his forehead with her. Pulling her closer by her waist, he started moving with her.

Maanthe pe pyaar ki boondein

Bikhre se kai sawaal

Aankhon mein kitne mausam

Pal mein beete kitne saal

Rehne de, jahaan bhi le jaaye

Zindagi

Na ja abhi

Pyaar ki yeh raat hai

Ab na jaa

Chhoti si ek baat hai

Ab naa jaa

Pal do pal ka saath hai

Ab na jaa

Jaadu si yeh raat hai

Ab na jaaa

Ab na jaaa

Ab na jaaa

Ab na jaaa

Ab na jaaa

Ab na jaaa

Ab na jaaa

Ab na jaaa

"I love you! " Arnav confessed the millionth time.

Khushi leaned more into him, tears flowing down her cheek as she mouthed her next word

"What should I do with you?" Khushi whispered.

"Love me!" came the immediate reply.

Khushi let out a laugh through her tears.

"Aap bohot bohot bohot ajeeb ho, Arnav ji!" Khushi said as she hugged him.

Arnav hugged her back, smiling. Atlast he is rewarded by her smile.

Khushi pulled from the hug.

"Was this your surprise?" Khushi asked, taking in the surrounding.

Arnav nodded.

"You liked it?" Arnav asked looking at Khushi.

Khushi nodded her head and felt herself again scooped by Arnav ji's strong arms, her hands immediately roused to his shoulder for support.

Arnav again took Khushi towards the mattress and laid her down. Carefully placing her, he too joined her.

"Thank you!" Khushi said and hugged Arnav ji.

"I love you too!" Arnav stated, pulling her more into him.

"Arnav ji, I said thank you not I love you" Khushi giggled.

"Accha! I can only hear I love you. I think I have some hearing problem" Arnav said kissing Khushi's neck.

"Arnav ji, we are in open. What are you doing?" Khushi said, trying to pull away.

"No one is here, Khushi. This is my private place. No one is here" Arnav replied, carrying out his activity.

Khushi relaxed hearing that.

Arnav's hand wandered to Khushi's back and holding the end of the string, he pulled the string open.

Arnav moved back to look at Khushi. Her eyes closed and breath irregular. He pulled the dupatta away from her and Khushi's eyes fluttered open.

Looking straight in her eyes Arnav dipped forward, their breath mingling with each other as they lay there showing how much they love each other.

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