FF: Adhure Rishtey ~ Thread 3 ~ Part 17 (15/04) - Page 14

Part 14

She moved back that same instance when he put her down from his arms after getting her back in their room. He expected her to shout at him for picking her in arms like that but she didnt. She calmly walked to the bed and then picked a pillow and quilt and placed it on the side couch.

Khushi: We are not sharing this bed anymore.

Arnav: Happy Couch sleeping then.

He didnt mind making her sleep on the Couch but she was surprised.

Khushi: I am not sleeping there but you are.

Arnav: In your dreams Mrs Khushi Singh Raizada. And this is your decision to sleep seperat, not mine.

Khushi: Right. How could I expect some decency from a man like you who knows only to misbehave.

She was about to turn when he angrily pulled her back to him. Her hands automatically clutched his back to balance herself.Their foreheads hit once but there was no pain.

Arnav: Kya kahan tumne? Batameezi?

She didnt respond.

Arnav: Batameezi maine abhi shuru kahan ki hai Khushi (where have I started misbehaving yet Khushi)

Khushi felt her blood boiling at this statement. She pushed him back.

Khushi: Toh kijiye batameezi Arnav. Do what you wish to do with me and finish this off. You want to claim my body then take this.

She removed the Dupatta off her neck and threw it aside. Arnav stood blank seeing this side of hers.

Khushi: What else can I expect from a husband like you.? You always wish to equalise what my brother does to your Di right? Then equalise this too .He sleeps with your Di who loves him more than her life. So now you sleep with me and nullify this matter too. I guess only that will make you WIN over my Brother .

She started unzipping her dress which Arnav couldnt bare anymore. He stopped her from going further than this and zipped her dress back.

Arnav: Dont teach me how to settle the score between me and that useless Brother of yours. And I have no interest in claiming you because you are not worth it. The relationship you share with your brother doesnt make you worth getting any right.

Khushi: Then what were you doing that night? Why were you acting like a possessive husband who didnt like anyone eying his wife? Why did you lose your senses to such an extent that you wanted to mark me as yours forever. Did you ever realise what would happen after that if we really had made it that night ?

Arnav was speechless,

Khushi: Its very easy for you men to lose control over your desires and give in to that demand of your aching bodies. But the consequences of it only we woman have to go through especially in these kinds of marriages where we can neither be happy nor be sad. Have you or my brother ever realised what me and your Di would be going through every day ? Di atleast has a reason to think she is getting love from her husband but I. I can never even think that because I know you dont love me. Its just the revenge that is filled inside you.

Her tears were rolling down by now and she wanted to weep alone and not before him. She ran inside the washroom and kept on crying until she felt better. Arnav's heart ached hearing all that from Khushi. She was right. He will never understand what she was going through. He will never accept her condition , her problems only because she was his enemy's sister. But was that enmity worth this torture that his Di and Khushi were going through ? Only because he wanted to teach Shyam a lesson will he allow Khushi and Di to sacrifice their peace like this?

He really needed a brainstorming session on this alone before he can make things more worse between him and Khushi.

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It was early morning when she opened her eyes and found herself sleeping on the bed. She had slept on the couch last night then when did she come on bed? Who got her here? Was it her husband? She immediately turned aside and saw him sleeping peacefully beside her and that too holding her right arm. Seemed like he was finding solace holding her arm like that.

Was he the same man who had tried to force himself on her? Was he the same man who never wanted to get into this relationship of husband and wife with her because he hated her and Shyam? But the way he held her hand in his sleep was conveying her opposite. As if he never wanted to let her go from his life. She was even scared to sleep next to him after that night but today she felt this is where she belonged, beside him, humesha.

She remembered how he zipped her dress back in place last night not intending to touch her or claim her. That showed his decency but what about all those dialogues after that? That he hates her and all ? She was really confused with his two faces these days. Never knew when he was faking and when he was real with her. She slowly removed her hand from his and then started with her daily household chores.

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Shyam was reading the newspaper and Anjali got him the tea. She sat beside him still lost in some other world.

Shyam: What are you thinking?

Anjali: About Khushi and Chotte .

Shyam stopped sipping his tea.

Shyam: What ? What happened to them?

Anjali: No nothing happened. But I think they are hiding something from us. As if there is some kind of tension which they dont want to know.

Shyam was not new to this. He knew on what basis Arnav had accepted Khushi so he didnt give much ear to that but he just hoped it was nothing serious. Anjali suddenly remembered something and had a smile on her face. She excused from there and went to look for Daayi Maa.

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Evening

Arnav : Excuse me? Why will Khushi bathe me? Thats sick Di. NO way.

Anjali: Chotte I am not playing here with you. This is a custom that when the Damaad comes to stay with his in laws for the first time, they celeberate a small ritual where the newly wedded wife gives bathe to her husband and then the in laws cooks Damaad's favourite food, and then the wife is supposed to feed that food to her husband. So as we are leaving tomorrow morning, we cannot do all this tomorrow. So me and Daayi Maa decided to finish this custom today.

Arnav and Khushi looked at each others faces and then back to Anjali. It was so clear that both wanted to skip this custom somehow because neither of the two were comfortable.

Daayi Maa: Haan Arnav. She is right. We cannot do this tomorrow because you will go so why not now? And you dont have to worry about having a second shower again. Its just a little oil that Khushi needs to apply on you and then she will help you bathe for a minute and then she can come out and you continue with the bathe alone.

Anjali was only noticing the expressions on Arnav and Khushi's face. She knew something was wrong and now she wished to correct it somehow. What else than such a close encounter will help things solve between a couple?

Arnav: Theek hai. If Khushi has no problem, I too dont have any.

He left it all on Khushi and walked to the bedroom. Khushi had no option left with her but to agree. Daayi Maa gave her the Oil bowl and she stepped towards her room. Seeing the bowl in her hand Arnav knew what her decision was. He started taking off his shirt while she turned her gaze. He threw the shirt on bed and then went inside the bathroom keeping the door open for her to get in too. Khushi was planning to just keep the bowl inside and get out of there asking him to do it alone but Anjali was very cunning. She came to their room purposely and told Khushi to finish it soon until then she will wait outside. That made Khushi land in trouble.

She locked the bathroom door from inside and saw him waiting for her.

Arnav: Dont expect me to take off everything.

Khushi muttered to herself.

Khushi: Aap ki izzat .. izzat.. aur humaari izzat kuch nahi.?

He heard that and didnt wait to respond.

Arnav: Khushi I never undressed you fully. So we should be equal here.

She never expected him to say all that. He turned the other side giving her some access to his back where she can apply the oil. He was in his trousers only. She took little oil in her fingers and started applying it on his back , shiverring. Mor than Khushi, Arnav was finding it hard. Her soft touch on his body was like a hope of starting Fresh again which may not be her choice. He closed his eyes as her fingers started moving at his lower back where already his boxer waist line was visible to her however hard she tried controlling not to see it.

He turned back to face her and this was more difficult for both. When her cold fingers touched his rough chest she flinched back as she saw him closing his eyes and fisting his fingers thinking he was angry on her. He wasnt angry but he was controlling himself from giving into these touches. WHen she flinched, some oil from her bowl fell down and she placed her feet on it making her slip. He supported her but it was late. Both had fallen inside the bathtube which was filled with warm water. She was completely drenched and all her curves were so clearly visible to his eyes. His one hand involuntarily wrapped around her and the other caressed her soft cheeks. He saw a small bruise on her wrist which probably was because she hit her hand on the bathtub while their fall. He quickly raised her hand towards his lips and kissed her wrist ensuring he doesnt miss the expressions on her face. She gasped never expecting him to be so gentle with her and closed her eyes. Within few seconds she could feel he kissing her little above her wrist, then her joint of her upper arm and then her shoulder blade. She remembered the difference between him kissing her now and the way he kissed her all over that night. He was so rough that night but today he was opposite.

The knock at the door made them aware of their close proximity and Khushi opened her eyes and tried getting up.

Anjali: Chotte? Khushi? What was that sound? All okay?

Arnav: Nothing Di. Khushi gir gayi. (Khushi fell down)

ANjali: Ohh. Is she okay?

Arnav: Yeah. She is absolutely fine.

Khushi was not happy with this reply. She got up and didnt speak anything to him. She unlocked the door and came out all wet. Anjali asked her if she was okay and she lied she had given him bath. She took a dress for her to change and went to ANjali's room for doing the needful.

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