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Part 12

Khushi opened her eyes only to feel a comforting weight on her chest. She tilted her head down to see his head resting on her bosom and hands holding her tight by her waist. Her hands lifted to hold him close.

She let out a sigh, her mind replaying the events of yesterday. Everything looks shattered. She needs to collect all the scattered pieces and put them in right place. It will take lot of time and patience. She looked down at him, her fingers caressing his soft hair. And she would do it. No matter how hard it is, she will try her best. She will bring her family together.

Lying him down on the bed, she tucked him inside the blanket. Picking his shirt from the floor, she wore it and got off the bed.

Khushi came out of the bathroom wearing a peach color saree, her hair still damp from the shower. She was about to walk towards the dressing table when she heard a knock on the door. She looked over the bed. Arnav ji was sleeping, and not wanting to disturb his sleep, she hurried towards the door.

She opened the door to see an elderly man standing there with a tray in his hand. She joined her hands in greeting.

"Namaste" Khushi smiled.

But her warm greeting met with a cold stare.

"Arnav babu's coffee" He forwarded the tray.

Khushi looked at the coffee. "Oh... Woh" she looked at the bed. " Arnav ji is sleeping, he will have his coffee later" After the emotional turmoil he went through last night, she has no heart to wake him up. He needs to rest.

"Arnav babu daily wakes up by now"

Khushi's delicate brows frowned as she heard the elderly man's dry voice. Does he speaks the same way with everyone or is she the special one?

"I know, but he needs some rest, and I am not going to wake him up" Khushi replied, not liking his rude tone.

The man stared at her for few seconds before keeping the tray down near Khushi' s feet and walking away, muttering something under his breath.

Khushi just stared at the old man as he walked away, confused. "Weird.." Picking the tray, she closed the door and kept the tray on the coffee table.

Khushi descended the stair, making her way towards the Kitchen. She entered the Kitchen to see the same weird old man working there. " Oh maa!" the words escaped her mouth before she can stop them. She bit her lips and smiled nervously as the old man turned to look at her. "Namaste. ..armm... I should cook something right? Like something sweet?" Khushi asked.

The old man returned back to his work. " I have made the breakfast"

Khushi sighed, shaking her head. What is wrong with this man?

"No problem. I will make some kheer then."

Without replying to her, he placed the bowls on the tray and picking it up, he exited the Kitchen.

Khushi shrugged her shoulder and busied herself in making her kheer.

Khushi placed the bowl containing her kheer on the dining table and smiled contently at it.

"Good morning, Khushi.."

Khushi turned back to see her husband and her smile widened.

"You are up,.. and ready too.." walking towards him, she kissed his lips. "Very good morning.."

"Aryan didn't came?" Arnav asked, his sad eyes looking in hers for an answer.

Khushi caressed his cheek and smiled. "I will go and call him"

"No need. He won't come" Hari Prakash said as he entered the dining area.

Khushi frowned her eyebrow at him. "Why is that?" she asked.

"He told me he will be having his breakfast in his room" HP replied

"Well, that's not happening.." saying that, Khushi turned to left the dining area.

Khushi knocked on the door and stood waiting. "Aryan?" she called after sometime. But heard no reply. "Babu, Doroja kholo" (open the door)

"What are you doing here?!" Aryan blasted as soon as he opened the door.

"Here to call you for breakfast, baby.." Khushi smiled.

" I told HP I will be having my breakfast in my room."

"But why , babu?" Khushi sighed.

"Because I don't want to!" Aryan barked.

"Babu please ...Arnav ji is waiting for you, he will be hurt if you don't come.."

"Well, let him be. There were many times when I waited for him but he didn't showed up."

Khushi closed her eyes and inhaled deeply. Opening her eyes, she looked at the boy in front of her. Taking his hand in hers, she took him inside the room and closed the door.

"See, Aryan.." she cupped his right cheek. "You have to understand this. I know what Arnav ji did was wrong, but please try to understand him too. He too was heartbroken, he too was betrayed. You want to remain angry, you can. But don't hate him. Please don't. You are hurting him. Please don't do that. He was sorry for yesterday. He didn't mean all that. Woh voy pacche tomake haranor. Bujhte cheshta koro" (He is scared of loosing you. Please understand)

"Ami koak kno bujhte cheshta korbo jekhane amake keo bujhe na?" (Why should I try to understand anybody when nobody understands me?) He gritted his teeth "Kno? Amar theke dure chole jao. Amake eka thakte dao" (Why should I? Just get away from me. Leave me alone!)

"I understand you baby, come for my sake?" She requested, her voice soft and begging.

Aryan looked in her eyes--the eyes which he had liked when it had blinked at him--shining with happiness. But today it was sad. Sad for whom? For him?

He averted his eyes from hers.

Why she would be sad for him? Why anybody would be sad for him? People just like to tease him, laugh at him, till his confidence is shred to pieces and all he wants to do is hide, hide where no one could reach him, no one could find him.

Aryan looked down to see his hand enclosed into soft warmth.

"I understand you baby.. That's why I asked Arnav ji to allow you to join the boarding school even when I knew how hurt he will be. But Aryan you have to understand too. Things can't get alright if you are not willing to... please come with me..."

"Who said I want to make things alright? Stop acting like my mother. I DON'T HAVE ONE!" Aryan blasted. All the things she was saying were making him feel weird. Things he don't want to feel.

"You have me...I .."

"NO!" He jerked her hand away.

Khushi closed her eyes, her eyes burning with unshed tears.

"You are not my mother! I have no one! Leave me alone! Can you hear me! Leave!"

"If not a mother, then can we be friends?" She was persistent on finding a shore with him.

Aryan's jaw throbbed visible, his whole form vibrating with frustration and anger.

"Can't you listen dammit!! I told I DON'T NEED ANYONE!"

"Aryan..."

"GOD!!" clouded with anger, he kicked the coffee table in front of him. And soon heard a painful yelp. His eyes jerked towards khushi.

Khushi clutched her leg, tears of pain filling her eyes instantly.

Aryan knelt in front of her immediately. "I am ..."

"It's OK" Khushi managed to say, her leg hurting.

Aryan looked at her hand holding her leg tightly, feeling terrible.

"I am sorry ...I didn't mean to ..."

"Its OK, baby ..I know .." she tried to get up to again yelp in pain.

Aryan was beside her in no time, holding her arms. "Are you alright?"

"Yes yes I am fine.." she tried to smile. "Now as your anger is gone, could you please come for breakfast?"

Aryan looked in her eyes.

"Please..?" she forwarded her hand.

Driven by guilt of hurting her, he kept his hand on hers.

"Khushi?!" Arnav jerked off his chair as he saw Khushi limping towards him. "What happened?" Arnav caught her arms to support her

Aryan stepped back, nervous. His scared eyes looked at Khushi.

Something twisted in her heart painfully as she saw that scared look in his eyes.

"I ..I just hurt my leg, Arnav ji ...I missed few steps while climbing the stair ..so .."

Aryan's brow frowned at her. Why was she lying?

"You should be careful, Khushi.." Arnav made her sit on a chair.

"I am fine, Arnav ji ... don't worry, it's not hurting anymore .." she smiled. "Come on, we should start the breakfast. It's already late.. Come, Aryan.. " she gestured the chair beside her.

Aryan settled in the chair without arguing, unable to get his head around this woman.

Khushi smiled at the confused boy sitting beside her as HP served them the breakfast.

" I have made Kheer too ..." Khushi stretched and picked the bowl. "Here ..." She served them the kheer.

Arnav looked over Aryan, confused. He sat in his chair quietly, having his breakfast, eating the kheer Khushi had made. What happened to him?

"I am done ..." Aryan got up and without waiting, hurried out of there.

Arnav looked at Aryan's retreating form.

"What happened to him?" he asked.

"Nothing .." Khushi got off her chair.

Arnav followed her, holding her arms.

"Nothing? You asked him to sit , he sat..You asked him to eat, and he ate..This is nothing?"

Khushi chuckled and looked at him as they started climbing the stairs. "Jaddu" she blinked her eyes at him.

Arnav shook his head at her. "You are so unpredictable and impossible ..."

"Am I? ...Ahh.."

Arnav caught her as she missed a step and glared at her. "And clumsy too..." he picked her in his arms

Khushi circled her hand around his neck and dropped a kiss on his jaw. "And I love you ..."

"And you need see Doctor.."

"Uffo, Arnav ji .." she rested her head on his shoulder. "Some ointment will do.."

Arnav entered the room and laid her on the bed. "I will get that then " saying that, he entered the bathroom.

Aryan stood outside his Father's room, staring down at the ointment in his hand. He swallowed. She is hurt because of him, and he is not liking this feeling. She also lied for him. Why she did that? His jaw tightened. He wouldn't be feeling guilty if she had told the truth. What harm it would have done? He would have earned some more slaps? But why would she care? Slaps are better than this weird feelings.

"And now you will rest, do not leave the bed"

Aryan heard his Father say and he peeked inside the room. He was applying some ointment on Khushi's leg. He looked down at the ointment in his hand, and kept it inside his pocket.

"Always ordering ordering ordering , I don't like you!"

"You are too late to say that ..We are married now .." he got off the bed. "Rest now."

"When we crack a joke, we are supposed to smile, not look all grumpy, OK? Smile for me." Khushi grinned.

"Shut up Khushi."

Khushi pouted as she saw him entering the washroom again.

Aryan looked at her as she lay on the bed. There's no need to feel guilty, she is fine now. He told to himself and turned to leave.

"Aryan!"

Aryan's step halted as he heard her.

"Aryan, come inside, baby."

Aryan turned to look at her.

"Come inside.."

He stepped inside the room.

"I... I ...Is it still hurting?" Aryan asked, hesitant.

Khushi smiled and shook her head. "It's not ...come here .." she patted the space beside her.

He walked towards the bed and sat beside her.

"Don't feel bad, it was an accident."

"I didn't mean to.."

"I know , sweetheart..." She dragged herself in a sitting position. "Please don't feel bad about that ..." she said and stared at him as he kept looking at the wound on her leg. She leaned in and kissed his cheek. "It's not paining, trust me.."

Aryan's hand lifted to his cheek, his surprised eyes looking in her smiling ones. And then she again blinked her eyes at him, her eyes again shining with happiness and hope.

He averted his eyes and immediately stood off the bed, hurrying out of the room.

Khushi giggled as she saw him hurrying out of the room. There's such a soft heart hidden behind the hard wall he has built around him.

"Khushi, I had said, rest!"

Khushi sighed and laid back again. Just like his Father.

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Wow great story please update soon

aww this is soo cute and sweet story plzzz continue soon. i love khushi & Aryan's equation. plzz do update soon plz

he is exactly like his father... thats why its being so diffecult for father and son to know each other... loved it..

Awesome update

Aryan slowly melting nice update

Awesome... loved how kushi is trying to make aryan happy and mend the relationship
looking forward to the next part