SS: Yeh shaadi nahi hone doonga pt.7 on pg 10 - Page 7

hope this is what happens when shyam's truth is out in the show cvs shuld get ideas from ur SS

Khushi tossed and turned. She couldn't fall asleep. Every time she closed her eyes, a picture of Shyaam and Anjali's wedding day flashed before her eyes, and she awoke with a start. What should she do? She finally gave up, and using every ounce of energy dragged herself to the kitchen.

She pulled out the Karaai and began her work. All of a sudden she heard footsteps. Expecting Buaji, Khushi quickly put away all the ingredients -- she didn't want another lecture on using up all the "rations." It was more than she could handle right now.

But, instead she looked up and met the gaze of the person she least wanted to see. Shyaam.

Khushi quickly turned around, making very clear how much she didn't want to talk to him right now. Everyone was sleeping, and she didn't want to create a scene. She also didn't want Shyaam ji to see the new fear in her eyes. Hey devi maiyya. Humari raksha karna.

Shyaam stepped forwad. "Khushi ji, humari baat ek baar sun toh lijiye."

Khushi didn't turn to face him. For the first time since she had met him, she didn't feel safe around him. She was scared of him. But, she couldn't let him see her afraid. And she just didn't have it in her to face that fear, not yet atleast.

And then she felt a hand on her shoulder. A cold, slimy hand.

"Khushi ji, please. Humari taraf dekhiye toh sahi."

It made her cringe in disgust. That was it. Something inside of her broke, and she lost all resolve.

She turned around, and before Shyaam ji could even comprehend what was coming, Khushi gathered every ounce of emotional energy, every bit of anger, all her pain and unleashed it on him as she SLAPPED him as hard as she possibly could. 😡 😡

She could see Shyaam's skin turning red with the imprints of her fingers and his eyes becoming teary at the sting of the impact. She never knew she had it in her. She had never in life raised a hand on anyone.

Good, she thought. I hope it hurt.

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ASR was pacing in his room. What was he going to say to Di? He normally had an answer for everything, but he had no solution to this. He knew how delicate his Di was, and she had already seen so much. No this situation had to be handled correctly, or else, Anjali Di might never recover'

"Kya hua chote? Tum abhi tak jag rahe ho?"

Arnav looked up to see his sister in front of him. "Haan woh Di, neend nahi aa rahi thi."

"Kya baat hain chotey. Jab se aaye ho, tum itne pareshaan lag rahe ho?"

"Nothing, Di. You're just worrying for no reason."

"Humare bhai itne paraaye ho gaye. Ki apni pareshani apni Di ko bhi nahi bataayenge?"

"Di, it's not like that. Go to bed."

"There is something. I can sense it Arnav. I know you better than anyone else. Don't even try to lie to me."

Arnav shrugs her off and goes stands in another corner.

"Chotey, yaad hain Ma kya kehti thi. Dukh aur dard baantne se hi aadhe hote hain. Bataao na chotey. Tumhe bhi accha lage ga."

Arnav breaks inside. He feels tears welling up in his eyes. He gives his Di, a tight hug. He wants to hold her like that forever --- protect her from that monster, keep her heart from shattering. He opens his mouth and begins' "Di' woh' ji---."

But then backs off, chokes back his tears, and composes himself.

"Kuch nahi di. Ma ki bahut yaad aa rahi thi aaj. Lekin, aap aagayi na, toh ab theek hoon."

"Chotey, hum hain na. when I'm here, how can ma be far away? She's here too. With you. Just close your eyes, aur jo bhi pareshaani hain, she'll give you strength."

"I love you, di."

"I love you too, mere buddhu bhai." 😳

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Shyaam was taken aback. But, giving up, wasn't in his dictionary (even when he was fighting a useless battle, and was about to have his eyes gourged out by his opponent. poor shyaamless, doesnt learn ever). As Khushi began to walk past him to leave, he grabbed her hand.

"Khushi ji, just give me one chance to explain."

Khushi turned around fuming 😡😡. Shooting daggers at him with her eyes. Shyaam never knew she could be so angry. Even he cowered a bit.

"Hume choone ki himmat kaise hui aapko?" And with that, she gave him one more tight SLAP 😆 --- this one more forceful than the last.

"Have you learned your lesson? Ya ek aur thappad khaana hain?"

Shyaam grabbed her and pinned her against the wall now. He didn't want to hurt her, but this was the only way to get her to listen.

"Khushi ji. Humari koi galti nahi hain. Humara yakeen maaniye."

"GALTI NAHIN HAIN?!?!?!?! YOU LIED TO ME. TO ANJALI JI. YOU ARE MARRIED SHYAAM JI!!!! And yet, you left your wife to come live with another woman!?!??! Aur toh aur, aapne toh hume shaadi ke liye bhi propose kiya. Kya banana chahte the hume? Woh doosri aurat. Aap hume samajte kya hain?!?!"

"Khushiji, aisa nahin hain. Hum aapki bahut izzat karte hain. Aap toh humari apni hain. Aapke sivai humara kaun hain."

"Wah. Dekhliya kitni izzat karte hain. Hume sautan banaa ke khoob izzat juta rahe the na." Khushi scoffs. "Apna? Apna toh humne maana tha aapko. We trusted you. We gave you a place to sleep, food, so much love. Aur aapne hume hi itna bada dhoka diya. Aap ke jaise apne ho, toh dushman ki zaroorat na ho."

"Khushi ji. Aisa mat kahiye. I' I love you, Khushi ji."

Khushi gives him one more tight slap 😆. "How dare you talk about love? Aapke moon se toh pyaar jaisa shabd bhi gandha lag tha hain. You are disgusting. I can't even look at you. Ghin aati hain mujhe soch ke bhi. Khed chodo, you didn't care about me at all, but you should have atleast thought of Anjali ji. She is so sweet and so kind. Woh aap se kitna pyaar karti hain. Aap pe kitna bharosa karti hain--- khud se bhi zyaada. Aur aapne unko hi. You're right galti toh hui hain. Humse, aur Anjali ji se. That we couldn't see you for the rat you are. She deserves so much better."

"Khushi ji, aisa mat kahiye. Hum aapke bina ji nahi sakte. Hum mar jaayenge."

"Humare liye toh aap us hi pal mar gaye the, jis pal aapne Anjali ji ko dhokha diya. Ab aap jiye ya mare hume koi farak nahi padta. In fact, aaj ke baad, forget about seeing you, I don't even want to hear your name. I hate you Shyaam ji. GET OUT!!! GET OUT OF MY LIFE AND MY HOUSE. RIGHT NOW!!! 😡"

Shyaam dropped the nice guy act, as it wasn't getting him anywhere, and finally turned back into sleazy shyaamless. "Accha Khushi ji. Aaj nikaal do hume. par ek ek thappad ki keemat chukaogi aap. Ye kabhi socha hain aapne ki yeh shaadi todhke aap ka kya haal hoga? Aapki behen ki bhi toh shaadi tooti thi na. Itni beizatti ke baad kaun karega Shaadi aapse? Aur aapki amma, bauji, buaji, un sab ka toh dil hi toot jaayega. Kya itna kuch hone ke baad, woh yeh bhi handle kar paaenge? Aur aapke bauji ke paas na toh paise hain, na toh naukri. You have no future. You need me Khushi ji. And I need --- no WANT you." He advanced towards her and caressed her cheek. "Just watch. one day you will come running to me, begging me to take you back." He ran his finger up and down the side of her face. "No one else wants you like I do Khushi ji. Hum abhi ke liye chale jaayenge, par aap dekhlena. Aap hogi toh sirf humari."

Khushi was backed up against the kitchen counter, and was shaking with fear. She didnt have a way out, and there was no one close by to save her. Ab kya devi maiyya? And she got her answer.

Without warning she lashed out and grabbed the metal ladle from the still hot kadaai and splashed oil on Shyaam's face. As he backed away cringing, she punched him as hard as she could. "I DON'T WANT TO SEE EVEN YOUR SHADOW WITHIN 1,000 MILES OF HERE TOMORROW. JUST LEAVE!!!" She yelled at him between tears, and then ran to her room as fast as she could, pausing for breath only once she had locked the door.

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Up next: Anjali's Birthday. What surprises does destiny have in store?

Loving the dauntless, Khushi..am very ecstatic, to see that, she taught the sleazy guy , a lesson...Hope, he does not make, life miserable for her...

and, Arnav is very, endearing...so much, love, n, concern, for his sis...

thank u for the pm...

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