New FF (COLLAB): Me & My ASR ~ Season 2 ~ Part 3 (01/12) - Page 24

Part 1

His one short glare was enough for her to come towards him and remove his coat. After she removed the coat from him, she was about to keep it inside the closet while he clutched her elbow pulling her. She was shocked beyond comprehension on why he did so. He slowly stroked his thumb on her left cheek removing the mud sticking there. His eyes were totally nonchalant while her eyes closed with the sudden touch.Was that fear, shock or something else? She wasnt aware of it but his next words again startled her to open her eyes..

"Cant you work properly dammit?", his voice had a concern.

"Umm, I am fine". She turned around and left to his closet for keeping the coat. He unbuttoned his shirt but his gaze fixed on her . He could see her in the mirror .She was frightened beyond her understanding. But this was common. She always feared when he touched her and showed so much of concern. She was not used to this much of care. None of the family members ever even asked her about her health anytime, but he was not among them.

"I will tell Hari Prakashji to get you a coffee."

"No, you make one" , he barked in anger checking the messages of his phone.

Certainly something was wrong in his business . Thats why he acted so frustrated today. She turned around and picked his White shirt from the bed that he just removed off. She placed it in the basket for the laundry next day and was leaving the room.

"I met your brother today. He was buying vegetables", he added.

"Akash bhaiyaa? In the market? But why did you go there?", she raised her doubts which were inevitable.

He put his hand inside the pant pockets and then took out a small plastic bag. She saw the chana's in it as the bag was transparent. He extended it towards her.

"To buy these for you."

She was astonished. This was not new that he always kept doing things for her which she liked. But this one was extra ordinary. Just for buying Chana's he entered the market? That was too much for a millionaire like Arnav Singh Raizada.

"Take it. Eat them and let me know how they are."

She took the bag hesitantly and then rushed outside his room murmuring a quick Thank you. She had never seen or heard anything like this. A servant like her was given so much dignity in the house and that too by the strongest member of the family , whom almost everyone either feared or were not interested to even talk too.

Khushi knocked the door of this room holding the laundry Sarees in her hand , ensuring they don't fall down. The lady asked her to get inside. She pushed the door open and then came in.

"Good Evening Mrs Raizada", Khushi exclaimed.

Mrs Raizada was the bahu of this house. A 48 year old lady who had lost her husband at a very young age. But she never failed to manage everything in this family. She stood strong against all odds of her life, accepting all the ill that her husband left her to live with. The ill which the world known to be as "Arnav Singh Raizada". He was her step son. Her husband's illegal child. The thought itself killed her thousands time and seeing him day and night before him from past 27 years was not easy at all.

"Khushi, is he back?", she purposely asked.

"Yes Maam. He's just back."

"What about his lawyer? Has he accompanied him?", she further questioned.

" Yes, the lawyer is downstairs Maam. Should I send him here?"

"Yes."

Khushi kept the sarees and then left the room to send the lawyer in this room.

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The lawyer removed the cheque duly signed by Arnav Singh Raizada and handed it to Amrita Raizada, Arnav's step mother.

Lawyer: That's your cheque for this month Mrs Raizada. Sir asked me to add even the expenses you had to bear when he destroyed some basic furniture of his room this month in anger. So please check the total and let me know if we missed anything.

Amrita checked the amount and placed it on the table aside.

Amrita: So he wants to be clear in every financial transaction now? He thinks he is quite smart, doesn't he?

The lawyer was quiet.

Amrita: Tell him to keep a control on his anger, he will not have to bear such additional expenses then.

"Mr Batra, please tell Mrs Raizada, her husband's illegal child is earning enough to ignore such loses.", Arnav yelled in anger from the door.

Amrita was not expecting him to overhear this.

Amrita: Have some decency in your talks. We are not used to hear such disgraceful words.

Arnav: Then add some more charges in the cheque. I am ready to pay for such words too.

Amrita angrily stood up from the chair. The lawyer understood this gesture meant he should be leaving the room. He left whereas Arnav was still at the door.

Arnav: I have organized a party tomorrow, in this house for some of my close business friends.

Amrita: None of my family members will be a part of it.

Arnav: Good. That's what I came to warn here. Stick to your rooms and save my mood. Tell the other people as well. I am not going to inform this individually.

He went away while Amrita shut the room door in anger. This was getting wierd now. This boy had no manners at all. No one can ever handle him if he continues becoming so cold hearted. She had many reasons to love this family but she hated her husband who had landed this family into such a situation where they had to survive on the mercy of his Illegal child.

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Morning chores at Sheesh mahal was always hectic for every person working there especially Khushi who drops in the mahal sharp at 7 am in the morning and works till evening 6pm after which she attened evening classes for her degree course. The tradition went back the time where her grandparents and parents worked for the Raizadas. Though her brother opted for greener prospects and selected a good career in engineering, Khushi had to stick on to the household work at Sheesh Mahal due to their financial constraints in the family and to prove their family's loyalty. If another one person who would even think about her apart from Arnav was Arjun. Arjun Raizada had insisted that Khushi and Akash should study and reach a good position.

Khushi was thinking about Arjun sahib while dusting the big picture of his on the center of the hall. Arnav had taken the looks of Arjun but he lacked the patience and calmness of Arjun. KHushi was lost in past thoughts but the voice from inside startled her from the reverie.

Anjali Jha, the only daughter of Arjun and Amrita entered the hall talking to her friend through the mobile. Subhadra Raizada mother of Arjun and Madhumati had always wished for a girl and a boy in the royal family. Amrita gave birth to Anjali after two years of her marriage with Arjun. THe family had expected an heir to the Sheesh Mahal but unfortunately Amritaa couldn't conceive after Anjali. Anjali grew up as the apple of everyone's eye and she did love this attention from each and every member of the family till the day when her father brought her step brother Arnav to Sheesh mahal.

Anjali : Shivani.. .Shyam wont like these parties. Don't expect him there.. We need to just freak out like that last time .. okay.. meet you tomorrow dear.. Bye.

She hung up the call and turned to find Subhadra sitting on the couch with her beads chanting. She sighed and turned to find Khushi trying to get down the ladder after cleaning her father's portrait.

Khushi : Good Morning Di.

Anjali :What are you doing up there? Cant you do something useful?

Khushi (stammering) :Voh.. di.. I was dusting..I..

Anjali shrugged in irritation.

Anjali: Khushi first Iron my Saree. I forgot to give it to Laundry yesterday. And then make Dal Kichdi for Nani.

Khushi: Jee Di.

ASR's Buaji came out of the huge Puja room of Sheesh Mahal. She seemed to be little frustrated. This wasnt surprising. Every morning till she finishes the puja and eats, she is always like this.

Buaji:Haaye re Nandakishore. What happened to the servants of this house? All have become so lazy. There are no flowers plucked for the Puja yet.

Khushi: Buaji, I will pluck them now and get it for you.

Buaji: Nahi. Bilkul nahi. You go and make the Paratha ready. I am very hungry. Once the Puja is done, I will eat my breakfast.

Arnav Singh Raizada was watching all this from the staircase. He was just out of his Gym, finishing his Push ups. He hated when his family gave so much work to this girl. More work from them means she giving less time to him. He had always seen Khushi running around the house to fulfil everyone's demands but she can do that when he is out for his business trips. When he is back, he needs her. All the time.

Arnav: Khushi.

He screamed at the top of his voice gathering everyone's attention. Khushi too looked around and saw him standing just in the track pants while his body sweating. She lowered his gaze because thats what every servant of this house did when he was standing before them. They feared him too much.

Arnav: Come in my room Khushi.

Khushi: Uhh. ASR.. Just 2 minutes, I will finish this and

Arnav: Didnt you hear? I said come in my room. Now.

Khushi looked around to find all three faces looking at him in disgust. They just looked at her for her reaction as they knew all their orders will not be carried out by Khushi and delegated to someone else soon. She gulped her fear and soon dragged herself towards ASR's room. No one can ever defy or question her now.

As she entered she saw him taking out his tshirt and standing with just his sweat pants on him. She bent down her face not to look at him.

Arnav : Kya dekh rahi ho? Baitho uss kursi mein. ( What are you looking at ? Sit on that chair)

She frowned inwardly for his anger and sat on the chair hesitantly.He started searching for something inside the closet while she started to ask him something.

Khushi : ASR .. I .. don't have time now.. Shall I finish the work Di and Buaji gave me.. aand..

He shot an angry glare at her like a dagger emitting from his red eyes which was enough for Khushi to shut her mouth and look down.

Arnav (gritting the teeth ) : How many times have I told that you should give priority only to my orders not others?

Khushi nodded in fear anticipating an outburst but instead he calmed down his voice which surprised her again.

Arnav : I have arranged for a party tonight. Select one good suit for me

She took a black suit with black shirt and tie and kept it aside.

Arnav : here take this dress for you to wear tonight...

Her eyes widened as he extended the packet to her. Taking it from him she looked at him with hesitation.

Arnav : And yea you stay back tonight. I don't know how long the party will extend.

Khushi : ASR, can I take Akash Bhaiyya's permission?

Arnav : For what?

Khushi : He would be relieved if I ask him permission.

Arnav nodded in affirmative making her smile as she called Akash from her mobile. He took out his office suit and stopped on track when he heard Khushi convincing her brother.

Khushi : Please bhaiyya.. ASR has a party. I have to be here to arrange things.

Akash : No way .. I don't like you staying back KHushi.. I will be worried. If you cant come alone I will come and pick you up.

SHe hung up the call and looked at Arnav with disappointment.

Khushi : Bhaiyya wont agree. He is worried.

Arnav : What the Hell? why would he worry for you when you are here?

Khushi : ASR, he is my brother. A brother always protects his sister and cares for her. Right from my parents death, he is taking my responsibility and it is normal to get worried about me. He loves me so much ASR. Its natural for him to cocoon me especially when I am his only sister.

Arnav looked straight into her eyes on how she was explaining her brother's love for her. He wasn't aware of all these as he hardly cared for Anjali who doesn't even treat him or even consider him as her brother. He closed his eyes in frustration.

Arnav : Fine . I shall drop you home myself after the party. Tell your brother. Now sit down and start checking out the party list if anything is left out.

He moved towards bathroom for his shower leaving behind a relieved Khushi.

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Amrita: Have some decency in your talks. We are not used to hear such disgraceful words.

Arnav: Then add some more charges in the cheque. I am ready to pay for such words too.