ArHi SS:A Thing called Marriage #1 *Complete* - Page 8

Originally posted by: yappingduck

simply superb
loved itz

Originally posted by: zeedia

Wow..interesting..looking forward to it.

Originally posted by: Ashg

Very nice start

Originally posted by: --MISHTEE--

Nice

Originally posted by: Neetz11690

Amazing upd
poor khushi arnav was so rude on her he shouldn't 've thrown her out

Originally posted by: chaitali12

thanks for the pm..
what has khushi done for getting such rude n harsh
behaviour of arnav..
waiting for the story to unfold. .

Originally posted by: suji5

poor khushi

Originally posted by: nnsunn

Amazing update. Glad that anjali s supporting khushi. Arnav was really rude to khushi, how can he behave so, she too was not willing for this marriage. Thanks 4 pm.

Originally posted by: Mithi-kunal

Simply Awesome

Very interesting storyline

Loved it

Plz pm me

Originally posted by: dolly477

interesting
continue soon

Originally posted by: ameena671

wow wonderful update loved it.

Originally posted by: josnirmala

nice start

Originally posted by: balsimransobti

superb

Originally posted by: zayana123

I really loved dis concept...

Awesome start...

would love to read more...

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Originally posted by: casker

loved it.

Originally posted by: Jyoti_1991

Awesome start
continue soon

Originally posted by: pmehra300

awesome chapter

loved it👏

Originally posted by: chichi220

Exciting story a lot of suspense why both married if didn't want to what is devyanis role can't wait for next update

Originally posted by: sandystarz19

update soon..

Originally posted by: kinjalcp87

Oh my god arnav is really harsh

After what it seemed like ages, Khushi stood up gathering herself once again after crying her heart out outside their room.

Wiping the tears running down her pale cheeks with the back of her hand, she composed herself, instructing herself to not cry for a person whom she barely knew but shared his surname now.

Looking back at the closed door with a longing in her eyes, she walked downstairs, reaching the living room of Shantivan as told by Anjali and slumped dejectedly on the floor.

What has happened to her?

A question crossed her mind, breaking her heart all over again. Pressing her palms together against her mouth to muffle her sobs, she cried.

Cried on her fate.

Cried on her torn pride and state.

Cried for her shattered dreams.

If something like that would have happened few months ago, she wouldn't have let it go just like that. She would have retaliated, fought with anyone who had dared to misbehave with her. For one, she was not a girl to bear any kind of torture just like that.

Her tradition, values and self-respect was everything for her but not anymore.

Hugging her knees closer and resting her elbow on it, she leaned against a sofa placed nearby hoping to see the dawn soon.

Finally she fell into a slumber full of nightmares. But this time, it consisted of broken bangles, sprayed vermillion than of torn veil and a crumpled rose.

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That was how Anjali had found Khushi when she had woken up around 2 am, going to the kitchen to gulp some water and fill the empty jug as well.

She stopped in her track, having a glimpse of a red shining fabric and retraced her steps back to the living room.

She gasped instantly recognising Khushi and her eyes misted, seeing the almost lifeless form of her.

Walking up to her, Anjali crouched next to her and shook Khushi's shoulders gently, making her stir and rub her bloodshot eyes before looking up in confusion.

Anjali watched in regret as Khushi's eyes widened first in surprise and lowered then in shame and hurt.

Not wasting any time and not waiting for her to say anything, Anjali stood up pulling Khushi along with her.

"Come Khushiji, you can sleep in my room with me." Anjali whispered, wrapping her hands around Khushi's shoulders in comfort and sympathy and made a move while Khushi stood rooted to her spot.

"Anjali Didi, you don't have to do all this for me. Your brother may not like it." Khushi whispered back fearfully, not wanting to be the cause of rift between the siblings.

However, in her own grief, she failed to notice how Anjali stiffened and how her face became stony after hearing this.

"He won't. Khushiji please take some rest in my room. You must be very tired." Anjali replied firmly, leaving no choice for Khushi other than to follow her meekly.

Stepping inside a bright looking room with minimum furniture and curtains flowing in the cool breeze that was coming in through the open windows, Khushi made herself comfortable on the king sized, warm bed falling asleep soon with all the tiredness of the day catching up to her.

While Anjali sat on a rickety, wooden chair lost in deep thoughts; her thirst for water and sleep forgotten.

'It's time', she decided with her jaw clenched.

It's time to take the reins of this household back from Arnav, she decided. She was happy with being in background, not interfering in anyone's life but not at the cost of letting an innocent soul getting tortured by her ruthless, cold heart brother.

No, she won't let anyone else go through the same torture she went through some year back.

Looking at the sleeping form of Khushi, she stood up walking out of her room and proceeding towards her brother's room not caring about waking him at this time of night.

He can go to hell for all she cared, for treating a girl like that without any fault of her.

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Arnav opened his eyes groggily, his face twisted in a scowl showing his displeasure at being waken at this hour of night by the insistent knocks on his room's door.

Grunting a bit, he pushed the duvet off his body before marching towards the door and flung it open.

Thinking it must be his wife asking to let her enter in the room, he snapped without even opening his eyes "I told you in no way, I am letting you stay in this room."

"And may I ask why, Arnav?" He opened his eyes after hearing his Di's angry retort and was taken aback to see Anjali standing in front of him, looking fully awake and angry.

"Di, what are you doing here?" Arnav asked, recovering from the shock of seeing his sister at this time and looked over her shoulder, to see if Khushi was behind Anjali and if she complained about him to Anjali.

She is so dead if she had done something like that, Arnav growled in his mind but he was surprised to see that Khushi wasn't there at all.

"Arnav, we need to talk." Anjali said, coming straight to the point not beating around the bush.

Groaning a bit, Arnav went back to sprawl on his bed leaving the door open for Anjali to enter in.

"You can't throw Khushiji out like that from this room." Anjali said once again, stopping in front of Arnav crossing her hands on her front to show how serious she was about this matter.

"Stop giving her so much respect Di and I can throw her out of this room. This is my room, not hers." Arnav replied casually, keeping his hand over his eyes.

Gritting her teeth after realizing that her brother wasn't feeling a bit guilty of acting so harsh with an innocent girl, she gripped his hand and yanked it away from his eyes.

"Listen to me very carefully, she is your wife now and it is her room as well. So let her live in here in peace."

Arnav stood up abruptly, meeting his eyes with Anjali and bit out "I am not going to do anything like that."

"Oh you will. You have to listen to your elder sister unless you want to break all your ties with me." Anjali replied smugly, not missing a beat.

"DI!!!!"

"Stop shouting Arnav. It's Dadi who is at fault not Khushi and you accepted this alliance on your will. No one forced you to get into this marriage and you are going to respect this marriage. I won't let you make a mockery out of it."

Anjali turned and was about to exit the room when Arnav's voice boomed in the room, loud and powerful as hers "This is my personal matter Di. You need to stay out of this."

"I could have said the same thing to you when you came running to that house to bring me here and when you caught MY husband's hand when he was about to pull me back in that house." Anjali spoke emotionlessly, her eyes trained on the door lest Arnav saw the pain in them.

She stepped out, knowing very well that the matter was over and what needed was done.

She knew that her brother, Arnav will never defy her.

If only, she knew ASR, the ruthless businessman who never accepted defeat on any matter.

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Arnav's body tensed once he felt Khushi's presence in his room while he was getting ready to leave for work. Through the dressing table mirror while knotting his tie, he saw Khushi stepping inside looking apprehensive and scared of him. He noticed how she stiffened and lowered her eyes after seeing how he was watching her and stood near the door in case he once again shouted at her and asked her to get out.

Not caring about her, he continued with his work while his brain started working to formulate a plan.

A plan to make her leave Shantivan on her own.

sorry couldn't include much of Arhi...will try to include their bit more from next update

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