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Part 2
And far out she heard footsteps. They were some what recognizable.
And she felt a chill run down her back.
And as soon as realization hit.
The world went black...
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Khushi could feel herself resurface. And she found that she was laying on her own bed. In the Raizada Mansion. Perfectly safe.
She guessed it was all just a dream. Or rather a nightmare.
As she tried to get in a sitting position, a hand came and covered her mouth.
The world went dark again...
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Khushi became awake once again. But she decided not to open her eyes. In fear of being discovered. So she simply listened...
She could hear in the background someone talking on the phone. It was clearly a man.
She listened for what he was saying.
"Ji Rani Sahiba. Hum aaj kiliye Mumbai jaa re he. Paareshaan maath ho. Humari nane se gudiya kiliye yeh achaa nai hoiga. Rani Sahiba. Hum kaal subah taak aajayenge. Aab mai phone rakta hoon. Mai airport pe ponchgeya."
He slowly turned around and saw a shell-shocked Khushi who had forgotten to keep her eyes closed.
"Kya hua Khushiji? Pareshaan math hoye. Mai Mumbai nai jaarahoon. Mai to aapke paas rehne wala hoon."
And with that he covered her mouth and once again.
The world went black...
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Khushi regained conscious again. She saw him laying on the lounger relaxingly. And slowly grabbed one of Arnav's files and was creeping out of bed to smash his head with.
"Oh please Khushiji. I am sure thats a very important file of Salle Sahib's. Mujhe nai lagta hai ke usko achaa lagega agar aapne isko mere- matlaab uska jijaji ka sir pe maaro."
Khushi stopped in her tracks at once. She was sure she was absolutely silent. She could barely hear herself breathing. But there is no knowing with this man.
"Kya Khushiji, aap aaraamse bato na. Aapna hi ghaar samjo."
Khushi sat down quietly on the bed but continually glared at this man. Not for one second would she be willing to believe one word he said.
"Waise patha nahin Sale Sahib ye saab kaise manage kartha hoiga."
He stared at her lustily for a moment. While she full on glared at him with all of her hatred coming out of this one look.
"Woh kya hai na. Yeh lounger bilkul bhi achaa nahi hai. Patha nahin woh har raath ispe kaise so patha hai."
He said this with a dark chuckle and what he obviously thought to be a look of confusion. And to this Khushi just glared at him. Disgusted about how he can spy on a married man and woman in the dead of night. How dare he.
"So I am assuming you two never consummated your marriage."
He looked at her with the most lustful look ever.
"Lagta hai aap aabhi bhi mujhko chati ho."
"Chi chi chi Khushiji. Aap ek shaadi shuda ladki ho. Aise keyaal aap aapna dimaag main aane kaise dehte ho? Aur uski uper bhi mai sirif shaadi shuda nahin, ek hone wala baap hoon. Lekin phir bhi?"
Khushi was apalled. How can this insolent man be putting me in the wrong? This was the limit. She could not stay silent anymore. So she stood up and walked right up to him with the last of her already broken willpower.
"Aapka himaath kaise hui ki aap hum paar aise inzaam lagaa sakte ho. Bathameezi ka bhi ek haad hota hai. Mai aapni shaadi ki saath both khush hoon. Aur mujhe aapko kuch bithana ka koi zaroorath nahin hai. Yeh ek pathi aur pathni ki beech ki maamla hai. Agaar aapko thodi bi tameez hai, tho please. Aap yaan seh jaaye aur kabhi bhi nahin mere ya mere pathi ki uper nazaar rako ge ya haamaare saamne ouge."
And with that she pointed at the door. Ready for his departure.
"Khushiji. Main yaan se kayin nai jaane wala hoon. Mujhe patha hai ki aapko abhi kithna takleef sehna paraa hai. Isliye tho aap aapna gussa in plants pe nikaal reh the. Jo bhi gussa jo bhi nafrat hai aap aapne uper aur in plants ki uper kyun nikalre ho? Aapko aapne zindaagi ki uper nafraat aara hai Khushiji. Tho kya faaraq partha hai ki aapko kya hota hai?
Koi faraq nahin padtha."
Koi faraq nahin padtha. Thats what he told Khushi. It doesn't make any difference to him what happens to her. Ever. Thats what he has told her a million times.
And everything Shyam said was true. Khushi hated her life. She was angry at everything and everyone. But what was the true cause of her hurt? Him.
Mr. Arnav Singh Raizada.
She owed him nothing. Absolutely nothing. Not revenge not love not anything.
"Am I right Khushiji?"
"Yes..."
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End of Part 2😲
Sorry Sorry Sorry. I know you all hate Shyam😡 I do too. You can throw all of the shoes and tomatoes at me later. But don't worry all will be better just hold on tight and keep faith in Arshi😃.
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Edited by shy_chick - 13 years ago
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