Arhi FF:: His Journey Towards Euphoria Part 21(23/03) new thread added - Page 64

Originally posted by: shruti46

SO Story going acc to routine ?

what do you want shruti??
do you want HOC readers to chase and hunt me down?? its been two weeks and i havent updated HOC...so first HOC and then HJTE :)

Amazing!

Wow beautiful story...I like Khushi's character here and her bonding with Ebu *cute name*...I like the way the story is going...from Arnav's contract marriage to Nani's intervention to now changed behavior of Arnav towards Khushi...Love all of them...mainly I'm loving this story because of Khushi and her son Ebu...their parts are like I'm in awe...Superb...


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Part 19

"Chubby cheeks"

"Dimple chin"

"Curly hair?...No...No..not curly hair...Cloudy hair"

"Very fair"

"Who's that?"

Khushi looked at Ebu expectantly.

"Say na Ebu, who's that?" Khushi asked to her Son, who lay beside her. Being in hospital bed and fractured her leg, she was unable to play any other game with Ebu, but getting bored and doing nothing is so unlike Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Raizada. So she has invented this new game.

"Who's that Ebu, bolo na?" Khushi again asked her Son.

Ebu just looked at his Amma, without uttering a word. His big brown eyes looking at his Mother.

Arnav just sat on his chair looking at Khushi. They both lay there on the bed, coming up with new games every minute. He really don't know how Khushi manages to understand every gesture of Abeer. She knows when he is hungry, she knows when he needs to change the diaper, she knows when he is thirsty, she knows when he wants to sleep, she knows when he will get up, she knows each and everything about Abeer. And she definitely knows when he wants to play and they were just doing that. Arnav leaned back in his chair, this mother-son duo never cease to amaze him.

"Say say, say na Ebu Who's that?" Khushi continued asking. But her son still lay there, just looking at her, not replying.

Khushi pouted at Abeer.

"You will not say na? Ok then, I will ask Arnav ji." Khushi twisted her mouth at Abeer and turned towards Arnav ji.

"Arnav ji? You tell, who's that?" Khushi asked to a startled Arnav ji.

"Uhh?" Arnav asked who was lost in his own thought.

"I asked who's that? Ebu is not answering me, you say.." Khushi smiled, gesturing towards Abeer with her big eyes.

But Arnav not taking her cue, replied.

"You?"

"What?!" Khushi's jaw hung.

"These father and Son don't know anything. It was so easy, the answer was Ebu."Khushi slummed in the bed. What to do with them?

Arnav looked at Khushi's dejected face. What the! Where was he wrong? She has chubby cheeks, dimple chin, cloudy hair and she is also very fair, so how is he wrong? Arnav was unable to find his mistake.

Ebu looked at his side, his Amma laid beside him, not looking at him. Not liking the ignorance, he tried to crawl beside her and climb on her stomach but as he was about to keep his hand on her stomach, he felt two strong arms stopping him. He looked back to see who was stopping him.

Khushi looked at her right to see Abeer beside her and Arnav ji holding him by his arms.

"Kya hua?" Khush asked confused.

Arnav took Abeer and laid him again to his initial position.

"Nothing!" Arnav replied and again sat back on his chair.

Abeer looked at his father, his nose scrunched up. Ignoring his father's look, he again flipped over and started crawling towards his mother.

Letting out a frustrated sigh, Arnav again got up from his chair.

But this time his Son was faster, he crawled again and kept his head on his mother's stomach, doing a futile attempt to encircle his tiny hands around his mother's waist, and at last giggling at his achievement.

Khushi looked down at her stomach, her Son clinging to her waist. Smiling at him, she caught his arms and pulled him closer to her chest.

Abeer kept his head on his mother's bosom, circling his tiny arms around her neck.

Khushi secured her Son close to her, running her hand in Abeer's hair.

"Ebu, are you sleepy? Sleep" She started patting him

"Khushi, give him to me. You are not well" Arnav forwarded his hand towards Khushi.

"No Arnav ji, I am fine." Khushi smiled at Arnav ji.

"Ya I know how fine you are!" Khushi heard but not from the source she was expecting from.

"Buaji.." Khushi's smile widen.

Buaji walked inside the room, her hand holding a plastic bag.

Khushi tried to get up and Arnav ready to take the revenge from his Son, took Abeer in his arms and helped Khushi to sit on the bed.

Abeer pouted at his Father.

"Bu..Bu...Bu" came his sweet voice laced with annoyance, his hands again flying towards his mother.

Khushi smiled at his Son and opened her arms.

Arnav shook his head.He has no way of his own where these two are concerned.

"Baby, meet your Nani. Say hello to her" Khushi forwarded Ebu's hand towards her Buaji.

Buaji took Ebu's tiny hand in her big one.

"Hello Baby" Buaji smiled at Ebu.

"Now can I meet my Baby? Khushi, I am really overwhelmed that no one bothered to inform me about your accident." Buaji taunted.

Arnav looked at Buaji earning a look in return.

"Buaji, it's not like that, Nani and Arnav ji were very worried, they might have forgotten" Khushi defended her family.

"Yes, I can see, they are really worried for you. Today when I went to temple, Pandit ji asked me about your accident, which I have no idea of. I think Deviani ji had done some pooja for your better health. And I came to know from him that you had an accident yesterday" Buaji said, not happy with the way she came to know about his niece's accident.

"I am sorry Buaji, they might have forgotten." Khushi replied, sheepishly.

"Its ok now, I brought Prasad for you" Buaji took out a small packet from her bag. Opening it she gave a small piece from laddoo to Khushi.

"I want full" Khushi pouted at her Buaji as she saw her giving her a piece.

"Keep quite and take this, you are hurt and more sweet is not good for your wounds" Buaji chided Khushi. She was already not in a good mood. This Raizadas were forcing her to regret her decision of giving her child to them.

Khushi took the piece, not too happy with the share. But before putting the piece in her mouth, she took a very tiny piece and put it in Ebu's mouth.

Buaji looked at Arnav, who was looking at Khushi. She took another small piece from the laddoo.

"Prasad" Buaji directed towards Arnav.

Arnav looked at Buaji's hand, forwarded towards him, not making any move.

Khushi looked at Buaji and then at Arnav ji, trying to gulp the morsel which was now stuck in her throat.

"Hmm...Buaji...woh...woh...Arnav ji is diabetic" Khushi sighed giving a valid reason.

"A small piece will not harm Khushi" Buaji retorted.

Khushi sighed, this time dejectedly. She looked at Arnav ji and saw him looking at her. Arnav looked at Khushi's diffident posture, gesturing him through her eyes to take the Prasad. Rolling his eyes at her, he came forward and took the Prasad.

"How are you Khushi? I met your Doctor on my way here, he told you have fractured your leg and have hurt your head"

"I am fine Buaji.." Khushi assured.

"Bu.."

Khushi giggled at Ebu.

"Yes, Ebu is also fine"

Buaji smiled at Abeer and forwarded her hand to take him.

"So you fine, ha? You monkey, always clinging to your Amma. We are also here, allow us to hold you" Buaji kissed Abeer.

Abeer caught his Nani's colorful pallu in his hand, trying to put it in his mouth.

"Oh, no no you naughty kid. You are no less then your Amma" Buaji pulled the pallu from his mouth.

"Buaji I am not naughty,ok?"

"Yes she is not, I take her guarantee" came a voice from doorway, making every head turn towards the door.

"Alagan!!" The happy squeal of Khushi making everyone in the room deaf.

The man with a very mysterious eyes and a broad smile on his handsome face walked towards the bed.

"Yes Alagan." Alagan took a chair and set beside Khushi.

"Alagan, where were you? I searched you everywhere, called you so many times, everyday I use to go to your house but had to come back dejected seeing the lock hanging at your door. How can you do this? And then you say you are my friend. I am not going to talk to you now. After the night we admitted Buaji to hospital you were gone. I needed my friend so much at that time and you were nowhere. Go from here, I don't want to talk to you. Go!!" Khushi finished with her eyes filled with tears.

Alagan got up from the chair. Sitting beside Khushi, he enveloped her in a hug.

"I am sorry Khushi, maaf kardo. I was...I had gone to..." Alagan stopped, not wanting her to know where he had gone. "I am sorry...I know you needed me...but...please forgive me.." Alagan apologized.

"It's ok...But I was really mad at you for disappearing like this. You should have told me where you were going." Khushi pulled away from the hug

.

"I told I am sorry Khushi..please understand.." Alagan pleaded.

"Its ok.." Khushi smiled.

"Is it hurting?" Alagan touched her bandaged forehead.

"Nahi,hume toh mazaa aa raha hai" Khushi giggled.

Alagan shook his head.

"Alagan!! I want you to meet someone." Khushi said, too happy.

Alagan grimaced at that, he had a vague idea whom she wants to introduce.

Khushi caught Alagan's chin and turned his head to his left.

"See Alagan, that's my baby" Khushi introduced happily.

Alagan looked at his left to see Buaji and then at the one in her arms, whom he has completely missed before. Alagan looked at the baby confused.

"Your baby?" Alagan looked at Khushi.

"Yes my baby. Come Ebu" Khushi took Abeer from Buaji's hand.

"Ebu, now meet Alagan uncle" Khushi extended his hand towards Alagan.

Alagan looked at the extended hand. Khushi's baby? What the hell has happened in these four months?!

"Khushi, your baby? I mean..how..." Alagan was at short of words.

"Yes, my baby.." Khushi kissed Ebu's cheek.

"And...hmm..." Khushi roamed her eyes in the room and soon spotted the person whom she was looking for.

"Arnav ji!!" Khushi called her husband.

Her husband, who stood in a corner witnessing the blatant display of friendship. His palm fisted, utilizing the ounce of strength he was able to gather at this precise moment.Control! This is one of the few words in Arnav Singh Raizada's wherewithal which he possesses in little. But today, even he was amazed at his endurance at seeing HIS wife hugging a man in front of him. Seeing his wife inquiring that man his whereabouts, and the last nail in the coffin was the tears. She was crying for a man? How dare she?! Who is this man, who is worth his wife's tears?!

"Arnav ji! Come here na, please!" Khushi again called him.

Arnav, with his jaw set and assembling all the scattered pieces of his patience he moved towards Khushi.

"Alagan, meet Arnav ji. Arnav ji meet my friend, Alagan" Khushi introduced the two man.

Alagan got up from the bed and stood facing Arnav. He extended his hand to shake.

Arnav saw the hand extended towards him, which a moment ago was on HIS wife.Lifting his hand with great difficulty, Arnav shook his hand with Alagan.

"Hi, I am Alagan " Alagan said.

Arnav acknowledged with a cut nod.

"Arnav ji, he is my best best best friend. And Alagan, he is my husband, Arnav Singh Raizada" Khushi chirped.

Alagan looked at the man in front of him. The tall demeanor, his broad shoulder, perfect face which defines handsomeness and his brown eyes,which was, for now, staring at him with a look which can't be called friendly.

"Khushi, you need to get ready, we have to leave the hospital." Arnav said to Khushi.

"Aree ha, we have to leave now."

"Then we will leave Khushi. I will come to meet you later" Buaji said and got up from the bed.

"We? You and Alagan came together?" Khushi asked looking at Buaji and Alagan.

"Yes Khushi, I was waiting for a rickshaw in front of the temple when Alagan was passing by and when I told him about your accident, he came along" Buaji answered.

"Theek hai, par humse milne aana phir" Khushi said to both Buaji and Alagan.

"Of course we will come, Khushi. But for now we will take your leave. Take care" Alagan said and put his hand around Buaji's shoulder, gesturing her to come along.

"Bye Khushi. Take care of yourself" Buaji warned her niece and exited the room with Alagan.

"Arnav ji, Its so nice that Doctor allowed us to leave. Accha hai, hum yaha bor hogaye the." Khushi's smile widen as she continued. "I can't believe I met Alagan today, he had just disappeared. He is my bestfreind and I am so happy that he came back. But I still don't know why had he left so abruptly" Khushi finished with a pout and looked at Arnav ji.

Who was stuffing all the belongings of Khushi and Abeer in the bag, not so gently.

Khushi looked at Arnav ji, her brow scrunched up.

"Arnav ji, kya hua?" Khushi asked.

"Nothing, we have to leave, so I am just packing your bag or are you planning to pack it with your broken leg?" Arnav asked, no gentleness in his voice too.

"That's so mean Arnav ji. Your Daddy is so mean, Ebu" Khushi said to her Son.

"Bu...Bu...Bu..." Abeer chanted as if scolding his father.

Khushi giggled at Ebu.

"My baby, I love you."

"Come on, get ready. We have to leave" Arnav took Abeer from Khushi. He was about to move backward when Khushi's hand on his wrist stopped him.

Khushi pulled him to sit beside her.

"What happened, Arnav ji? Are you upset with something?" Khushi asked. She can understand when he is sad, happy or just upset with something.

"No, I am fine. I am not upset over anything" Arnav replied.

Khushi moved closer to Arnav ji and keeping her head on his right shoulder, the left one being occupied by Abeer, she hugged him.

"You didn't like my friend?" Khushi asked.

Arnav's gaze moved down to look at Khushi. How does she know?

"He is my friend Arnav ji, a very good friend. He was there everytime I needed someone. He is really a good man, sacchi" Khushi said innocently.

Arnav closed his eyes, his hand roused to encircle around Khushi's shoulder.

"I am not upset Khushi, I am fine" Arnav lied again.

"Toh theek hai" Khushi smiled, unable to catch the lie.

He is not mad at her. He is mad at the relationship she shares with that man. He is mad at the concern he can see in her eyes for that man. He is mad at the hug she gave him. He is mad at the ease she shares with the man.

In short he is mad at that man.

So here's introducing a new character, Alagan. Do let me know what do you think about him. Can you imagine Imran Abbas for this character? He is an Pakistani actor, I have never seen his acting and dont know anything about him but his face is just perfect I want for Alagan. In case anybody dont know him, then here is his pic.I really like his eyes.

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Originally posted by: shona_arhilover

what do you want shruti??
do you want HOC readers to chase and hunt me down?? its been two weeks and i havent updated HOC...so first HOC and then HJTE :)

whr is the banner girl?😆

nice update

nice..
is alagan a +ve char??