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A Twist of Events part 7
Arnav smiled and looked at Khushi who was also smiling and playing with Shaila who was in Arnavs lap. He too began playing with her and the small family of 3 forgot all the problems in the world and enjoyed each others company.
Khushi looked up at her husband who was enjoying his daughter's presence. The proud smile on his face and the glint in his eyes brought a warm, mushy happiness to Khushi.
"Ar- uhh Mr. Raizada,...how did you manage to organize a surgery so fast? I thought it would take much longer"
"Khushi khushi Khushi" he spoke softly as Shaila fondled his index finger "because...Im Arnav Singh Raizada"...when she raised an eyebrow indicating for him to elaborate, he smiled and continued,
"Khushi...when they know that a billionaire is in their hospital willing to pay any sum of money for the treatment of his daughter...they will try and comply with his wishes...Khushi yesterday when you were attending to Shaila, I made it clear to Mr. Mehta that I wanted this surgery to happen as quickly as possible."
"Clear...how so?" she enquired.
He cleared his throat and continued,
"Money Khushi...money...it's a mans destruction. He is willing to go to any length for it. If that means rounding up India's top team of surgeons and heart care practitioners and utilities in a day...than they will do it."
Khushi nodded silently just beginning to understand her husband's full power. He looked at her inquisitively and then continued,
"Khushi...stop calling me Mr. Raizada..." he said
She just looked away at that. She didn't want him to feel that she was comfortable enough with him to call him on a first name basis.
Arnav just continued playing with his daughter.
Soon a nurse came and escorted them into a room.
They walked into a well furnished, luxury hospital room. By looking at his satisfied grin Khushi knew that Arnav had specified for the private sector.
He lay Shaila on the bed, but Shaila having taken on from her mother held on to his collar and shook her head in a negative. He smiled and shook his head. He took her down and sat on the couch and watched her play with the toys in the room. Khushi sat on the opposite end of the sofa as far away from Arnav as possible. Arnav noticed this but decided not to say anything.
Suddenly his phone rang..he picked it up without checking caller ID. He was surprised when he heard Di's voice.
"Ohh...uh hi...di..." he said as he glanced towards Khushi who now sat in a stiff posture, "Uhh..no I wont be home for another few days Di...I..I have some pending work that needs to be done...Di please...just let me do this. Ill talk to you later...okay...bye" he spoke
He looked at Khushi who seemed to be trying to distract herself from her discomfort. He extended his arm and rested his hand on her knee. She shrugged it off and walked to the other side of the room.
He knew she would still need time.
Just then a nurse took Shaila and prepared her for the upcoming surgery.
Arnav went up to Khushi, "Khushi you okay?
Khushi looked at the ground and nodded with a distraught face. Arnav came closer and touched her shoulder. She looked up at him with longing eyes full of unshed tears and in that moment she looked so vulnerable, so innocent that he just wanted to envelop her in his arms.
It was these moments with Khushi that Arnav forgot his previous misjudgments about her. He forgot about her relationship with Shyam, about her hurting his family, about every wrong she had committed.
Before he could do anything, Khushi looked down again, straightened up, cleared her throat and left the room leaving behind a confused and lost Arnav.
A while later, Shaila returned with the nurse in blue scrubs followed by her mother. The three remained in the room until they were finally called by the doctor. He came in with 2 others and introduced them.
"Arnav, this Dr. Abbas Usman Khan and this is Dr. Shireen Ariya Nawaz, both are from Pakistan and are top cardio surgeons in the country. I contacted them yesterday saying the Arnav Singh Raizada required their services. They came as soon as they could. Us three will be conducting your daughters surgery today. I have booked the OR for 8 pm which is 3 hours from now. Please feel free to do whatever you please during that time" he said nicely to them
Arnav shook the hands of the other two doctors and Khushi smiled and nodded at them.
In order to pass time, Arnav ordered food and they all ate in the room, Khushi occasionally feeding Shaila once she got too messy. Arnav smiled at his little family.
"The surgery will take a couple of hours and then she will need a few more hours to recover" the doctor said before leaving
Finally the time came for her surgery. Shaila hugged her crying mother unaware as to what was going on. Khushi held on to her daughter for dear life and weeped onto the little girl's chest while Shaila tried to soothingly rub her hair.
"Mama...Im okayyy" she said in her baby voice, causing Khushi to cry out more. She hugged her daughter more while giving her wet kisses on her face which Shaila kept rubbing off irritated.
Arnav was both smiling and on the verge of tears watching the scene in front of him.
After Khushi, Arnav took his lovely daughter in his arms and lifted her in the air, after giving her a few lifts, he enveloped the giggling creature in his arms, close to his heart,
"Shaila baby...papa loves you very much okay?? Even if he wasn't here before...he is here now and he is never leaving you and your mama? Okay baby?" he said while giving her a kiss on her cheeks and looked at her smiling face, her small front teeth peeking from her beautiful pink lips.
She caressed his stubble and giggled due to the tickly feeling on her hands. Arnav chuckled at this and squeezed his daughter. His daughter let out a fake cry,
"Ahhh papaaa...ur killing me" she said jokingly while bending her head back, bouncing her little curls.
He laughed whole heartedly once more and laid his precious doll on the stretcher.
"Baby...promise papa you will be back perfectly fine. Promise me. When your back...you will live with your papa in a big house with your own room and toys and you can play with your cousins."
She nodded and spoke seriously this time,
"Papa...do I have cousins?"
"Yes baby...3 cousins...once you get better...I will show them to you okay?"
"Promise papa?" she asked innocently
"Mhhmm...baby papa never breaks his promises.
He kissed her on the forehead and then was sent off to the OR, the big metal doors closing behind them.
Khushi trembled at the bang of the closing door. She sat down as her legs felt week. Arnav joined her and held her hand. Khushi was too emotionally drained to refuse or fight him right now.
She lay back against the seat and let her head rest again the wall behinds her. Arnav made no further move to touch her. An hour in and they remained in the same position.
Khushi then got up and began pacing the halls. Arnav went to get her some water to calm down. She drank the water and lay standing against a wall, and closed her eyes. Tears made their way down her face. Arnav stood in front of her feeling extremely helpless. He moved closer to her.
Khushi opened her eyes slowly to find him close to her. Seeing the helpless, vulnerable look in his eyes, she let out a stangled cry and hugged him tightly finally pouring her sorrows to him, finally letting herself get comfort from him. She hugged him fiercely, digging her nails into his back through his shirt. He hugged her back just as ferociously and dug his face in the crook of her neck finally letting his tears flow out.
The two lovers shook in the others arm feverently, drowning in their sorrows, comforting the other, finally where they belonged, they felt safe, they felt secure, as if the world didn't exist...just the two of them.
They stayed like that for a while, gently swaying side to side in each other's arms, the tears now dried up as they waited anxiously for any news of their beloved daughter.
Khushi pulled away first, extremely slowly, and reluctantly. Arnav instantly felt cold without her in his arms. She wiped her face of the tears and sat down and looked up at him indicating for him to sit down as well. He complied.
After a while she spoke quietly, in a raspy voice.
"What are their names?" she asked
"Who?"
"jiji's kids" she said quietly
"Akhil who is 2 and Suhana who is just a few months old" he replied.
She looked down as if she was thinking,
"You said three..." She replied
"Di..."
Her head snapped up
"she has a daughter...1 year...Amana" he replied
Khushi continued looking down, deep in thought. Amana. Shyams daughter. A cute little 1 year old child, a princess...the daughter of a monster. She shuddered, tears flowed down her face.
Arnav gauged her reaction, her tears and shiver told him everything he needed to know. She still wasn't over that filth...she was still in love with that lecherous man..Shyam and she was upset that he now had a child.
Anger and rage overpowered him.
"How could I have forgotten?" he thought..."All the terrible things shes done to our family...how could I have forgotten? NO NO NO...shit. SHAILA. What do I do now? No no..I can't...I can't leave Khushi ...she'll need to beg me for forgiveness...I promised Shaila I would live with her and her mother he thought to himself.
Khushi glanced at the man beside her, clenched fists, white knuckles, tight jaw...yes he was definitely angry. He looked at her and met her gaze.
He took her by her arm and dragged her outside. Khushi was extremely surprised.
"What do you think your doing?" she retorted
He angrily grabbed her by the shoulder and pulled her close,
"What do you think Khushi? I forgot about everything you've done? With Shyam? You think I let that go?" he snarled
Khushi looked at him incredulously
He let her go and pushed her away. She stumbled backwards but maintained her balance.
"After everything you've done...your not even going to apologize? At least have some self respect and do that" he said harshly
Khushi recollected herself and spoke calmly,
"I owe you nothing. No sympathy, no kindness...no apology" she said straightforwardly
He moved closer to her, and roughly grabbed her shoulders again
"ofcourse you do Khushi...I forgive you! DO YOU UNDERSTAND??!! I FORGIVE YOU?! Even after all horrible things you have done...I FORGIVE YOU! JUST GIVE ME A DAMN APOLOGY...SOME KIND OF REGRET, REMORSE, GUILT AT WHAT YOU HAVE DONE! WHAT YOU HAVE CAUSED!" he shouted as he shook her violently while seething with rage..here he was giving her a chance to make it all better and she didn't want it...what else could he do?
"Leave me" she said emotionlessly
He stared at her incredulously while slowly releasing his grip on her out of surprise at her answer. Once he had let her go, she moved a step back and said confidently,
"I don't regret anything...all I regret is that you have trust issues. I feel sorry for you. For everything you had to endure...but I am not even going to give away one shred...one PIECE of my dignity by apologizing to you...think what you want of me...I am a wh**e...a gold digger...a low class cheap girl...I don't care...think whatever the hell you want...but I am not wasting a single breath on apologizing to you."
And with that she left with her head held high inside, leaving a disbelieving, confused and hurt Arnav behind.
He stayed in that position for a while until he finally regained his senses and walked back inside. Just as he entered, the OR door opened and he rushed to the doctor.
Mr. Mehta took off his mask and spoke,
"Congratulations Mr. and Mrs. Raizada...your daughter is safe now," They both let out a sigh of relief in unison, " of course she will still have to come for monthly checkup and all that stuff but she is out of danger and in a few weeks her heart should start functioning normally. Its...its good that you brought her here when you did...a little later and her heart would have been too weak to support her any longer.
Khushi thanked the Gods for the close call.
"When can we see her?" she asked nervously
"We are shifting her to her ward...she will be up in a few hours...she is very drained right now so she won't wake up for a while. Please do not disturb her from her sleep...it is very essential for her right now"
They both nodded
"Thank you doctor Mehta as well as your fellow surgeons...thank you so much" Arnav said.
Dr. Mehta smiled and shook his head fondly, "No worries Arnav...its my responsibility." He chuckled and left leaving the two alone again.
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