[COMPLETED] ArShi FF : Family ~ Thread#4 See page 53 (24/12) - Page 10

Originally posted by: mahrusweety

waiting is irritating

Part 25

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She rested her head on his shoulder and stared at the beautiful sea before her. Her world looks perfectly fine from outside. A loving husband beside her. Two kids who love and care so much about her. She has it all. But still it doesn't feels right. Things would have been so beautiful if only ...

She buried her face in her husband's neck to muffle the sob. Why things have to go so wrong? Don't she deserve to hold her baby? To love her, to cherish her, to see her grow? Why was she snatched away from her? What went wrong? Had she done something wrong during her pregnancy? Arnav kept telling her to quit her job, to rest. But she never listened to him. Would her baby had survived if she had listened to her husband? But every time she went to the doctor, she said its perfectly fine to work till the very end. Then what went wrong? 'It happens'. Thats all the doctor said. Just like that. But why did this had to happen to her? How is she to live with this gaping hole in her heart? Every time she smiles, it doesn't feels right. Everytime she thinks she can forget it, its all she can think of. How is she to move on from this? She is making an real effort for her family, but it isnt working. She is cheating herself, as well as her family. How can she forget this and move on. She wants to, for her family. But it isn't happening...

"Is Amma all right?"

She heard Rehaan's voice filled with concern and realized she was sobbing in her husband's arms. She tried to pull away, but Arnav held her.

Arnav stood up with Khushi in his arms. He looked at his Sons. " I want you two to stay here... I need to talk to her privately.."

"But. ." Aryan started to protest but was interrupted by his Father.

"Am I clear?" Arnav asked in a tone which left no room for argument.

Aryan gritted his teeth but nodded his head nonetheless . As he saw his Father turn and walk away with Khushi, his slumped on the sand.

"I thought everything is alright now.."

Aryan heard Rehaan from beside him and tilted his head to look at him.

"Its not that easy..." Aryan heard himself say.

"Why?" Rehaan asked, confused. "The doctor said Amma can have another baby, I heard her say.. Then why is Amma so upset...?"

Aryan studied Rehaan for few seconds before answering him.

"Will you let go of your Amma if someone tells you, you can get a new one in her place?"

Rehaan looked at his brother horrified. "No!" He cried. "I just want Amma... my Amma!"

"There.." Aryan pointed a finger at Rehaan. "Somethings aren't replaceable ... New baby will be just that - a new one, not the one she lost.."

"I...I just want Amma to be happy ... She is so upset ... when she is upset, everything feels bad. .I don't like the feeling... " Rehaan said, helpless.

Aryan kept his hand on Rehaan's shoulder and pulled him close. "Things will get better.."

"Promise?" Rehaan looked his brother, hopefully.

"Promise ."

Arnav entered his room and closed the door with his leg. Striding towards the bed, he dumped Khushi on the bed.

Khushi gasped and looked at Arnav, stunned.

"You! You will stop with this right NOW! Do you understand me!?" Arnav shouted. He is done with this Khushi. He wants his old Khushi back. Cuddling her has done nothing better, so now he will take the other route.
"I will not allow you to do this to yourself, to me, and the kids. Enough is enough." He crouched in front of her. " She is gone, our baby is gone. There is nothing we can do about that. Nothing will bring her back. No amount of mourning, crying! You want a baby? We can try for another one..."

Khushi pushed him away, her face red with anger.

"No! I don't want a new one! I want my baby, the one I lost. Can you give me that?! How can you even suggest something like that? Doesn't she means anything to you? Is she so easily replaceable for you? Go away from here! I hate you!"

Arnav smiled. She is angry. Atleast she is feeling something other than grief. Standing up, he went and sat in front of her, staring at her red angry face. " The truth is, Khushi ..." he started. " ... you think if you forget your grief and move forward, you will be being unfair to our babygirl ... You think she deserves to be mourned ... Tell me Khushi, does she really deserves your tears? Your sadness? Your sorrow? You're right, she isnt replaceable. Nothing and noone can take away the agony we went through when she was taken away.. " Arnav stopped and tried to swallow the lump in his throat, his eyes shimmering with tears. " ...from us ...But ... but she doesn't deserves this ... Let her rest in peace ... she won't, knowing how much grief she has caused her mother... Please, Khushi ... let her go ..

With a sob, she launched herself in his arms. "I don't know what to do, Arnav ... I feel so terrible for doing this to my family, but I can't help it ... I am trying, but it isn't working... " sobbed.

Arnav pulled away and cupped her face, making her look at him. " I know, Khushi .. I know it isn't easy... Do you think i don't know that? Do you think just because I don't succumb to tears, i feel any less pain?... It hurts.. Every time I think about it, its like a part of me is dying a slow, agonizing death... But I don't want this hurt, this pain to rule my life ... You have taught me this, Khushi .. And I won't allow you to do this to yourself..." tucking a strand behind her ear, he Kissed her lips lightly... " Let me love you ... "

Khushi shook her head..." I am afraid, Arnav ... "

"Don't be ... Come..." he stood beside the bed, pulling her along. "You have taught me to have faith in future and take the chance ... I want you to do the same, Khushi ... " saying that, he placed his lips on hers, kissing her with all the love and tenderness. "Say you love me, Khushi ..." Arnav said huskily, nibbling on her jaw.

"I love you, Arnav ..." Khushi said, her body trembling with fear and anticipation.

"I love you, too..." he held the hem of her T-shirt and pulled it over in one swift movement... "So much.."

"Arnav ... I..." she stammered, unsure.

"Shh..." he picked her in his arms and laid on the bed. Getting rid of his shirt, he joined her in the bed.

"Arnav, I am not sure ..."

"I am...I miss you, Khushi ...Please?"

Khushi looked in the loving eyes of her husband. It was always she who had been his strength, she the one to ask him to take the leap of faith. And he had always trusted her. Now its her turn to do the same.

She lifted her hand and touched his cheek, nodding her head.

Arnav smiled and kissed her forehead. "Thank you, Khushi ... thank you for trusting me ..." he touched her chin with a finger, trailing it down to her neck, between her breast, and finally stopped at her tummy. Arnav lifted his eyes to look at his wife.

Khushi saw the mischievous glint in his eyes, and she knew what he was about , but she was too late to stop him. "Arnav, no!" She burst into series of giggles.

Arnav continued tickling her, grinning at her child like response.

"No, you laad governor!" She shouted and pushed him back. And without wasting a second she climbed on him and straddled his hips. Breathing heavy she looked down at him.

"That is not allowed!"

"Says who?"

"Says me!" She poked a finger in his chest. And in one swift movement she found herself beneath her husband again.

"Ok then... let's do what is allowed.. " and took her lips in a hungry kiss. He slid his tongue into her mouth, tasting her sweetness. While his hands got busy removing all the barriers between them, and soon they were naked between the sheets...

"Arnav..." Khushi moaned as Arnav's hand started its ministrations on her body. All the pleasure and desire making her feel heady.

"I love the way you feel against my skin... so soft ... silky ..." he said, before taking a breast in his mouth.

Khushi arched her back, all the pleasure overwhelming her. No matter how many times they have made love, her response to his every touch, every kiss is so wild, uncensored. Nothing remains in her control when he is atop her, loving her.

Arnav pulled little back, his breathing hard. He looked at the sweet, quivering body of his wife, and smiled. She has come a long way from the 20 year old college student who was too frightened to stand and face him, but still something hasn't changed. Like her response to him. She is still the same shy, innocent Khushi he had made love on their wedding night. And he loves it. He loves how he can still make her lose her senses.

Lowering his head, he again took her lips in a searing kiss and slowly, carefully, entered her. He saw her eyes flew open, and he held her gaze. " I love you, Khushi.."

Khushi touched his cheek and smiled. "Me too, Arnav ..me too..." she said and closed her eyes, just feeling him around her, allowing him to take away every pain and hurt.

Together they came apart and held eachother. Savoring eachother. Feeling complete, forgetting all the worries in each others' arms.

Hope you all liked the update!

Note -

First thing first. I have holidays now, so I will be updating my stories more frequently. Now that's done, I am sure y'all are happy to hear that😆..So now moving to other point... The ones who are on twitter know that I have a wattpad account where I have updated few writings of mine. Currently I am updating non-arshi version of Wooing his wife. But I want to shift all my work on wattpad, and which I will be doing soon, with few changes. It will remain arshi story only, but as i said, with few changes. So some of you are already following me there, and if others like my stories enough to follow me to other site, then do make an account and follow me there. From next time, I wont be updating on India-Forum, I will update on wattpad only. Wattpad is a bigger platform, and really easy to manage. If you are following me, you will get a notification as soon as I update my stories. Easy for me as well as for you. So really hoping to see your support there ,too ..Here's the link to my wattpad account. -- http://www.wattpad.com/user/-Zesty-

Thank You!

Shivi ..