Arshi SS :: House Of Cards#2 last Part up on PG96(30/08) - Page 27

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Part 26

Gayatri Bajpai opened the door of her house and stood rooted at her place.

"Anjali?"

"I want to meet Agam" said Anjali, not looking at the lady standing in front of her.

Gayatri Bajpai nodded her head and moved aside, giving a way to Anjali.

"He is in his room. First room to your left" Gayatri Bajpai said.

Anjali nodded her head and limped towards the said room.

Anjali knocked at the door but got no reply in return. She again knocked with the same result. She was about to knock the third time but the door creaked open. Contemplating on whether to enter or not, she decided to enter.

Anjali stood near the door, looking at the man lying on the bed, covered with the blanket from head to toe. She moved towards the bed.

"Agam?" Anjali called.

Agam moved the blanket from his face and his shocked eyes looked at her.

"What are you doing here?" Agam pushed himself in a siting position.

Choosing not to reply to his asked question, she sat beside him.

"Hi" Anjali smiled.

Agam stared at her, confusion written all over his face.

"Agam.." Anjali took a deep breath before starting again. "Agam, see I don't know who was at fault. Whether my grandmother, my father, your grandmother or your mother? But all I know is we are not at fault. You are not at fault! Can't we forget our past, Agam? That will make our life easy. Easy to live, easy to be happy. Agam... "

"You want me to forget everything? You want me forget what my parents did to me? You want me to forget the taunts of everyone? You want me to forget that my mother didn't cared a shit about me. She was obsessed with a man who was married and had children. Do you want me to forget that you and your brother were living a happy life when I was living here, listening to everyone's taunt. Listening to everyone calling me a bas***d? An unwanted child? A child who has no place in this wordly world?! " His hurt and angry eyes seeked for some answers.

Anjali stared in his eyes for few seconds before lifting her palm to rest against his cheek.

"I know you have suffered, Agam. May be more than us. But it's not like we were living a happy life, Agam. If this is what makes you feel better. Mamma loved us, but Papa? He never loved us, Agam. We and Mamma use to search the love which we have for him, but we never got. He never loved anyone, Agam. On my first wedding day... she... your Mother came to meet him... because due to my marriage preparations, he was not going to meet her. And my... My Mother saw them together. And she ... she shot herself ..." Anjali swallowed the tears. "And after that Papa followed her out of guilt ... And my marriage was cancelled. My uncle threw me and my brother out, without caring where we will go. We stayed on the street till Nani came looking for us. No one has a perfect life, Agam. All Arvind Mallik gave us was his house to stay and his name, and we returned him both the things. We no longer use our father's name or his surname. Chhote never use his name. You were not given your father's name and we refused to take his name. You know why, Agam?" Anjali looked at him. "Because a weak and selfish man like him cannot give his name to anyone, Agam. We are better without his name, a man who can't love and respect his family."

"I don't want to listen your sad story. You can leave now" He averted his eyes from her.

"Its not my story, Agam. It's our story. We both are part of the same story. All I want to say is you are always welcome in my little family. I know Chhote and you didn't start off well but I know my brother. He will accept you in our family. He had suffered Agam. We had nothing more than you. You had your grandmother to support and love you and we had our mother and after her we got a beautiful and loving family and now I want you to join this family too. Will you?. " Anjali extended her hand.

Agam stared at her extended hand. Nobody has ever extended their hand after knowing his past. He lifted his eyes to look at her, her warm eyes staring back at him. A loving smile palying on her lips. Had anyone ever gave him a loving smile like this? No! All he had got was a mocking smile, a cold smile which simply says he doesn't belong to their world. A never before felt emotion choked his throat as he unwillingly dragged his eyes away from the affectionate hand extended towards him.

Anjali saw his reaction and not pushing him more she stood up from the bed.

"I understand you need time. And you can take all the time you need. But you are always welcome. " Anjali started towards the door but stopped and turned to look at him.

"And you can call me Di. Chhote and Khushi call me that..."

And with her loving smiling face imprinted in Agam's mind she exited his room.

"Khushi...?"

"Hmm..." Khushi hummed as her dainty fingers worked on his shirt's button and her face tucked in the crook of his neck. She kissed his neck and felt his pulse flutter against her lips. Khushi smiled, stretching her lips on his skin. After all her Laad Governor is not as unaffected as he claims to be.

"Khushi? I have a meeting today ..." Arnav fisted his palm, trying to control the fire her innocent act was igniting.

"Can't you have your meeting with me, Arnav ji?"

Never in his life he had thought a mere sweet voice of someone can seduce a man like him. He lifted his hand to rest on her face and lifted her face to look at him.

"I know why you are doing this, Khushi. But I am fine..." Lifting his face little he kissed her lips.

"Uhh? Who told you that? I am doing this because I want to do this." Khushi smiled a naughty smile.

Arnav chuckled lightly and keeping her wife safely on the bed, he got up.

"Ok. As you say. But as I told I have a meeting. And I need to go" He bent over her. "So bye!" kissing her nose he got up.

"What about our meeting?" Khushi pouted.

"Which meeting?"

"Tomorrow. Shopping? Sunday? Remember?" Khushi crooked her eyebrow.

"Oh. Of-course I will take you for shopping." Arnav smiled.

"Accha hai. Then you can go for your meeting.." Khushi granted the permission.

Arnav again smiled and unable to resist his cute wife, he again stole a kiss before leaving the room.

"Sir, she never comes out. But I saw Anjali Raizada leaving the house in the morning." A voice said in the phone.

He sat straight on the wooden chair and fisted his palm in anger.

"I just need her. Anjali is of no use. I just need his dear wife. Just keep looking, I am sure one day she will leave the house and then you know what to do.." his upper lip lifted in a lewd smile.

"Ok, Sir. I will inform you then." And with that the call was ended.

He leaned back in his chair.

"So Mr.Raizada treasuring his treasure with full dedication.." he laughed, a menancing laugh. "But you know what Saale Sahab? This time you can't do it. You can't win this time. This time I will destroy you. And for that I don't need your Di. Harming your Di means breaking you. But I don't want o break you." He got up from his chair, his eyes full of vengeance. "This time I want to kill you. Kill you, Saale Sahab. And I can do that only when your treasure is taken away.." his lips again broke into a smile. "Just one chance, Saale Sahab and I promise to not disappoint you" he laughed.

"Just one chance and everything will be destroyed in your sweet little world!"

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it was nice...hope shyam dont succeed in his cheap plan...
nxt time a longer update...