Arshi SS :: His Love Story Last part up PG 90 (28/03)*Completed* - Page 27

Sorry for late commenting. Awesome update. Loved it.

awesome story
read all parts together
arnav is hiding his identity from khushi
i am confuse about arnav profession
is he also murder to earn money?
khushi will hurt when she find out about arnav truth
i will ne good if he himself tell her about his life
thnx for pm
waiting for next part

awesome update
poor khushi😭

Awesome...
So Khushi's parents were killd...
Nd she having nightmares...Poor girl..
Lovd d way Arnav trying 2 console her...
Wat'll happn wen she came 2 kno bout his job..??
Eagrly waitng 4 d nxt part
Cntinue soon

poor arshi...:)...

i love it.

Part 6

Khushi was humming a song and preparing for breakfast when her Amma entered the house muttering something under her breath. Khushi saw her Amma and walked towards her.

"Amma, what happened?" Khushi asked her Amma, who went and kept her Pooja thali on the dining table.

"Nothing, Bitiya. You see some boys of Laxmi Nagar, they don't have any work and just loiter around. While descending down the stairs of temple, I saw few boys beating a poor soul. Poor man was bleeding so much but that rascals! They have no mercy!" Garima Gupta said with disgust written all over her face.

"Which boys, Amma?" Khushi asked her Amma, taking out a ladle

"The same boys, Bitiya, who play cricket in the compound" her Amma replied and soon heard the loud sound of something hitting the floor. She immediately ran inside the kitchen.

"Khushi Bitiya, what happened ? Are you all right?" Garima asked seeing the ladle lying on the floor and Khushi in a dazed form. She went near her daughter and shook her by her shoulder.

"Khushi, what happened, Bitiya?" her Amma asked again, concerned.

Khushi looked at her Amma, feeling her heart grip with unknown fear. She kept a trembling hand on her Amma's hand.

"I ...I am fine, Amma. I have...I have a headache. I think ...I will rest for some time. I am not feeling well" saying that, Khushi left the kitchen and entered her room.

Closing the door of her room, Khushi went and sat on her bed. Her trembling hand lifted to rest on her heart.

"No, it can't be. He had promised that he will never fight. But Amma told the boys who play cricket... Arnav ji too...No...No...he will never fight...I know him...he will never fight"

Her heart wasn't ready to take anything against her Arnav ji. Her? Yes her. She don't know what they have between them or what he feels about her. But she is aware of her feelings towards him. She has, unknowingly, landed her heart to him. She don't know when she has started waiting eagerly for his late night visit. She don't know how he has become a part of her life, a part which she can't imagine her life without. She don't know what future they have. She knows nothing about him, all she knows is that she loves him and can't imagine her life without him.

She will have to ask few questions now. For how many days they can meet like this? She needs to ask what he feels about her. She needs to ask him whether he wants her in his life or not?

A pearl rolled down her cheek.

And what if he don't want her in his life?

Whatever it is, she will clear everything today. Khushi sat there, waiting for Arnav ji.

Arnav, as usual entered Khushi's room through the window, a ghost of a smile appeared on his handsome face as he saw the window open. It always thrills his heart, seeing the window open. The open window conveys that, his sleeping beauty too waits for him as he waits to see her everyday.

Khushi jerked and turned around to see that Arnav ji was standing near the window.

Arnav came forward and sat on the bed, looking at Khushi. She looked little different today but he was unable to find out what.

Khushi looked at him, he was staring at her. She went and sat on the bed near Arnav ji.

She had lived enough in the fantasy land, now she needs to come out of that. She loves him, want to spend her life with him but before that she has some questions and he will HAVE to answer that.

"Arnav ji, where were you this morning?" Khushi asked calmly, in soft voice.

Arnav's head snapped at that question. Why does she wants to know that?

"I ...I ..." Arnav fumbled, not knowing what to say. He was never good at lying.

"Arnav ji?"

"Khushi I...I...was...I..."

"You were at work, right?" Khushi smiled, not wanting to believe what his stammering was forcing her to believe.

"Yes...Yes I was at work" Arnav replied, not meeting her eyes.

Khushi's heart felt relieved but soon a weight shifted on her heart as she saw the wound on his hand.

"Arnav ji you are hurt.." Khushi took his hand in hers.

"No...it's fine...it's nothing" Arnav pulled his hand back.

"How did you...how...how did you hurt your hand?" Khushi go up from the bed, her legs trembling, dreading the answer already.

"Khushi?" Arnav got up from the bed, moving towards her.

"No" Khushi stopped him by her palm. "Answer me first...tell me how did you hurt your hand" Khushi asked in a shaky voice.

Arnav closed his eyes. He never wanted to tell this to her but he has no choice now. He will have to answer her.

"Ok...don't answer that...tell me...tell me what you do for living? ...What work you do?" Khushi asked.

"Khushi I...I am...I"

Khushi saw Arnav ji searching for words.

"Gunda" Khushi supplied the word for him.

Arnav's eyes snapped at Khushi.

"Aren't you?" Khushi asked, fearing his answer.

Arnav stared in Khushi's eyes for a long moment and when it became unbearable for him, he averted his eyes form her and Khushi got her answer and her legs gave up.

Arnav immediately dashed towards her, steadying her by her waist.

Khushi's damp eyelids lifted to look at him, the first love of her life. A small sob left her body. First and the last. Tears pooled in her eyes, rolling down her cheek. But her love for him was greater than her fear. She loves him more than the nightmares scare her. And thus she wanted to give a second chance to her love.

"Can...Can...Can you change?" Khushi asked in a trembling voice.

Arnav looked at Khushi. The world where he lives is like a morass, a muddy puddle, if one gets into it, there's no way out. Either lives in it or...or die! It's impossible for him to change.

Arnav again averted his eyes from her and shook his head.

Khushi immediately pulled back from his hold, catching hold of the table, the table supporting her trembling legs.

"For me?" Khushi asked again. Hoping against hope.

He looked in her eyes. He saw the hope in her eyes. The hope which he had long lost. But he can't give false hopes to her. He went near her and stood in front of her. He leaned forward, his breath fanning her tear drenched cheeks and he kissed her cheek softly, his lips lingering on her pale cheek. Touching his forehead with hers, he replied.

"I am sorry" and Khushi's all hope crashed in a snap.

Arnav heard a low sob break from Khushi's lips and he clenched his fist. Opening his eyes, he saw her. Her eyes still closed and tears descending down her cheek.

He stared at her angelic face, mesmerized. Unknown desire taking over his heart and reflecting through his smoldering eyes. He saw her trembling lips. Lost in the moment, he bent down and touched her lips with his.

Khushi felt his lips on her and more tears poured out of her eyes. Her first love. She has never thought that her first love will be like this. The hurt she was feeling in her heart was real and too unbearable. She loves him. And he broke her heart even before she can confess her love for him. But she can't allow him to stomp on her heart's broken pieces. He can't change for her and she can't live with him knowing his work. Everyday he commits some sin. And her conscious will not allow her to live with a sinner. Khushi's hand crept on Arnav's broad shoulder and taking a deep breath she pushed him away.

Arnav staggered back due to the impact of the push. He looked up to see Khushi, her eyes open and glinting with fire which he had never seen.

"Get away from me and from my life!!" Khushi shouted, her eyes doing nothing to hide the pain.

Arnav looked at Khushi, disbelievingly. He went near her and tried to hold her by her shoulder but she pushed his hand away.

"Don't you dare touch me! Hath mat lagaeye hume! Ghin aati hai aapse! Your touch disgusts me! Kaise chhu sakte he aap hume uss hath se jis haath se aap sabko maarte hai?! Wahi haath jo doosro ke khoon se range hue hai?!" Khushi blustered. Her broken heart screaming for relief.

Arnav stared at Khushi, his eyes flashing with rage. Taking two steps forward, he caught Khushi's arm forcefully.

"What did you say?! My touch disgusts you, ha? So sorry to hear that! But you will HAVE to bear it! What did you think, ha? That you will say and I will leave you? Never! I will never leave you! And neither allow you to leave me! Do you get me?!" Arnav shouted, his breathing heavy. He will never leave her. What does she think? That she will tell him and he will leave her. No! Never!!

Khushi looked at his ragging eyes, her own eyes held the same fury. She tried to free herself from him but he didn't budge.

"I said leave me?!! Go from here and don't show your face ever. Did you hear me?!"

In reply Arnav tightened his hold on her and dragged her towards the bed. Picking her up, he threw her on the bed and got over her.

"I disgust you, right? Now what will you do, Khushi?" Arnav's eyes flashed with fire which Khushi had never seen before and that frightened her.

He leaned over her, his body touching hers. Catching her both hand, he hoisted it above her head and bent towards her neck.

Khushi felt his hot breath on her neck and felt a chill ran down her spine. Never touched this way before by any man, the feeling which ran down all over her body frightened her to no end. She tried to push him with all her might put he didn't budge. His lips hot against her skin, traveled down. Her heart pumping loudly against her chest. Tears flooded down her cheek as she felt him push the dress off her shoulder.

"I will not be surprised if you are a rapist too.." Khushi stated as calmly as she can get in the situation she was.

Arnav's head instantly snapped at that. He looked in her accusing eyes, filled with tears of pain. Pain caused by him. His hand backed away from her and he stood up. Suffocated by her accusing and pained eyes, he strode towards the window and exited the place.

Khushi saw him leaving her room, a sob wrecked her body. Curling herself in a ball, she cried. Cried for her first love being trashed so brutally, on her broken heart, broken by her own love.

"Devi Maiya please make him a nice man...Please...Make him a good man...I love him...Take whatever you want in return but...but make him a nice man, Devi Maiya...please...I love him" her innocent heart pleaded to her Devi Maiya

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PM Note:-

that was heart breaking
not just for her
but him too man
just when he had found love and happiness
but of course she cant give in to him
her fear might have been obscured for her love for him
but not if he cant give this life up
and he cant can he
she had to ask him and he didnt lie
man he almost lost it there
and that would have been bad
he stopped in right time
but man what a punishment it is for them

you have to make right decision at the right time