Arshi FF :: His Journey Towards Euphoria#3 - Link to thread 4 on PG 1 - Page 21

Originally posted by: devilindisguise

its not Arnav 😆
its dat foul word a**h**e

Originally posted by: shona_arhilover

Ok, got it now,...but still the same message is popping up ...

its kind of impossible bt check if a spelling mistake became one of d words

Part 24

Arnav tried to open his heavy eyelids and clear his sight. He stretched his arms to shake off the sleep. But as he tried to lift himself from the bed, he felt a weight on his chest.

Arnav looked down to see Abeer sitting on his chest and staring at him. His hand roused to catch Abeer, who was trying really hard to sit.

"Are you mad? If you don't know how to sit then why are you trying to do , what if you fall? And what are you doing on my chest, has Khushi refused you to huddle close to her?" Arnav looked at him, expecting some answers from the boy who looked ridiculously adorable and thoroughgoing innocent with his handsome face and the plain white T - shirt he was wearing.

Arnav looked at him, forgetting everything for the time being, lost in the beauty of God's wonder. His hands which was holding Abeer's arms fell to his side as he lost himself in the handsome face of his son.

And soon losing his balance, Abeer fell on his father's chest, giggling.

Arnav looked down at his chest and can't help the small smile that broke through his lips. His left hand roused to secure him to his chest.

"Ebu..."

Arnav looked to his left to see Khushi's hand searching for her son, her eyes still close. She was in slumber, still her hands searched for her son.

Dislodging Abeer from him, he kept Abeer near Khushi, and soon saw him snuggle close to his mother's chest. And her hand draped around him, gathering him close. And the frown that had graced her beautiful face on not finding her partner in crime, vanished soon.

Arnav shook his head at the two insane but downright adorable people in his life, who, not only when they are awake wants to be glued to each other but also when they are asleep.

...

"Arnavji"can"you---take"the"day--off.."

Arnav glared at his wife through the mirror, who was seated on the bed, her legs crossed, a full plate in front of her and her equally crazy son joining her in her craziness.

"Khushi, first eat and then speak.." Arnav chided.

Khushi immediately gulped down the morsel.

"Sorry Arnav ji. Woh...I was asking can you take the day off?" Khushi asked.

"Bu...bu..." her crazy son followed her, who was supporting his back against her mother's knee and trying to jump up and down.

Khushi giggled.

"He is asking the same..." Khushi translated for Arnav ji.

"May I ask why?" Arnav asked.

"Yes you can..." Khushi laughed

Arnav glared at her.

"Woh...Hmm...sorry...I will tell...woh kya hai Arnav ji, nobody is at home. They went to attain Havan at Devi Maiya's temple and as Havan's smoke will trouble Ebu's eyes, I and Ebu stayed back. But now we both are alone." Khushi pouted.

Arnav turned to look at her.

"You both alone? You both alone can manage wonders, why do you need me?" Arnav quipped.

Khushi narrowed her eyes at him, and her son, who was staring at his mother, too mimicked her action.

"What do you mean by that, Arnav ji?" Khushi said, offended by him.

Arnav took his file and laptop bag and walked towards them.

"Nothing. No. I can't take the day off as I have an important meeting now. Will try to come early, ok? Take care. Bye." Bending, he kissed her cheek and without waiting to see her reaction he turned and left the room.

Little PDA won't hurt and besides, there was no one to witness his PDA, minus his tiny son. Arnav's corner of the lips lifted into a half smile as he took the stairs down.

Khushi's hand lifted to rest on her cheek, where, just a moment ago his lips had rested. A dark crimson adorned her face as she lowered her eyes bashfully. She felt her heartbeat racing, which felt like it had stopped for a moment and now has taken the speed.

Khushi looked at Ebu.

"He kissed me but didn't kissed you" Khushi showed her thumb to her son.

Abeer turned and climbed on his mother's lap. Lying on her lap, he snuggled close to her tummy.

"Awww...don't be upset, I will kiss you." Bending down, she kissed his lips. "Now happy?" Khushi asked.

"Bu...bu..." Ebu giggled.

"Your hair has grown so long, Ebu." Khushi cleared his hair from his forehead which was covering half of his forehead. She patted his head, swiping down to kiss his forehead every now and then. As Ebu's incoherent blabbering turned silent, Khushi's mind flee to the holi day. Why was Arnav ji apologizing to Ebu? He had taken just mere four months to open to her, to show some emotions, to show his care. And it's seven months now that Ebu is with him then why he keeps himself aloof from Ebu? Why he seems so stretched from Ebu? Why it looks like he fights too hard to control his emotions around Ebu? Why doesn't he spend some alone time with Ebu? Whenever she asks him to take care of Ebu for sometime, he seems so uncertain, so hesitant. As if...as if he wants to run away from Ebu.

"Ebu?" Khushi looked down at her silent son. "Why he acts so weird around you, Ebu? Have you spoiled his expensive suit by any chance?" Khushi giggled.

"Bu..bu.." Ebu replied.

"Accha?...hmmm...Inbhestigation kareka padi..." and with that she started tickling him mercilessly making him fall from her lap and roll down on the bed. Khushi too followed him and the chiming sound of their laughter filled the room.

...

He sat there, in the middle of the bed. His all memories dispersed all around him. His lips broke into a smile as he traced his finger on her face. He picked that photo.

"Khushi, we have taken this pic when you,me and Buaji had gone for picnic after your seventh grade. And this?" he took hold of another pic. "This is from our first outing." He laughed. "And this from our first national park visit, you were so scared when I had told you that they have lions there and after that you have held my hand so tight and had not left my side till we were back to home. " Alagan's smile fell instantly, his face leaving all colors. He swallowed hard as a big sharp stone formed in his throat. "We were always together, Khushi. We laughed together, we played together, we cried together, we grew together. Then what happened now, Khushi? Why did you go? Why did you leave me, Khushi? Why can't we live the way we use to? Why did you marry that man? I want you back, Khushi. Just like earlier. Just you and me, and nobody else."

Alagan's musing stopped as he heard a knock at the door. Not caring to collect the scattered pictures, he got up from the bed to open the door.

"You?" Alagan stood their, bewildered.

Arnav looked at Alagan's confused face and moved inside.

"Yes. Me. I need to talk to you, I hope you can steal some time for me. By the way I don't think you have much to do now-a-days, and instead of worrying about that, you are too eager to give your precious knowledge to MY wife, don't you, Mr. Alagan?" Arnav turned to look at Alagan, who stood near the door.

"Oh..So Khushi told you everything." Alagan folded his hand on his chest, least intimidated by the man standing in front of him.

"Yes" Arnav nodded his head. "She told me and now I am here to know what are your intentions behind all this. I don't want to draw out my own conclusion here and I trust Khushi, if she says you are her best friend then I take that you must have some good qualities to earn her friendship. So tell me, was it only your concern about your friend or something else?" Arnav asked, already knowing that it's not only about his concern for Khushi, there is something more, Alagan had given the proof on many occasions but verbal confession is what he needs here.

Alagan looked at Arnav, little taken aback. He had thought this lion will pound on him as soon as he sees him and here he is asking to explain himself.

"See, it's ok if it was all about the fake articles about me in the newspaper. I can understand. Buaji had also done the same. But only difference was she confronted me unlike you, who thought of troubling Khushi." He needs to push him little to get him out with his intentions.

"And why do you think that it matters to me if anything I do is ok with you or not?"his tone was rude. "And I am not troubling my friend, I am just showing her the right path. I just told that she is not meant for your fake world. She is too innocent to manage in your world. You are not the right person for her. You are too arrogant, too rude, too egoistic and also too old for her. What's your age? 30? For God sake! She is just 18. She is 12 years younger to you. How can she marry you, a man who is no match for her?" his tone was a notch higher this time. His irritation, helplessness, tenseness, anxiety, all too clear my his words and actions.

"When, why and how she married me is none of your concern, Mr.Alagan. And I don't think if the age doesn't matters to Khushi, you should be worried about that" this man was testing his patience, which he had not much to begin with.

"Why? Why it should not matter to me? She is my friend, I have the right to guide her, to tell her what's good and bad for her..."

"But being her friend, doesn't allow you to dictate her, do you get me?!"

"I am not dictating her. I am just telling her what's good..."

"THAT'S ENOUGH!! Who are you to decide what is good for her and what's bad, huh?!"

"Then who has the right? A man who forced her to marry him?"

Arnav's features stilled instantly. The words got lost in his throat.

"What?" Arnav looked at him, a mixture of hurt and confusion flickered in his eyes. "Did she...did she told you that?" his voice came out rasped.

"No." He don't mind lying but he can't lie about this. What if this man confronts her and then...then she breaks her friendship with him? He will not be able to survive that. He needs her back not lose her against this man by lying. "But I know that she is" Alagan continued. "I know she will not refuse her Buaji but Buaji told she agreed for this alliance only because Khushi told that she loves you but I know that is not the case. She doesn't loves you.."

Arnav already knows that. He knows that she doesn't love him yet. But hearing that from someone else hurt more, it stings like a poisonous snake.

"And she can never love a man like you"

Arnavs head jerked up to look at him, Alagan's words echoing in his ears.

"Why don't you understand? She...she is so young...and ...and what she is getting from this marriage? A child to take care of? A man whom she don't love? And you are here to ask me what my intentions are? I just want her happiness and I know she will be happy with me.. "

Arnav looked at Alagan.

"What?!" Arnav looked at him, shocked.

"Yes! She will be happy with me. Wait I will show you.." he moved toward his bed and brought all the pictures of his and Khushi. "You see all this pictures?" he showed him. "See how happy she is with me. She is always happy with me. And I want to see her happy not murder her happiness amidst all the responsibility you are throwing on her. She is still a child and you are burdening her by giving her the responsibility of a child? Why you want to spoil my Khushi's life for your child?...Why..." Alagan was forced to stop as two angry hands caught his lapel in a tight grip.

"My. Mind you, she is my wife. Do you get me?" his voice was frighteningly low. "And I can give you thousand such proofs that she is happy with me. And I don't care if she loves me or not. The thing is. SHE.IS.NOT.ALLOWED.TO.LEAVE.ME. She is staying with me no matter what."

Alagan tried to shrug off his hold from his lapel but to no success.

"I was right. You, Mr. Raizada, you are a selfish man, who can't keep Khushi happy. You are not worthy of her. And I will make her understand this, do you get me? I will make her see sense. I will show her your true face. I will show her what a dominating and selfish man you are. It's just a matter of time, Mr.Raizada and she will leave you for good."

Arnav pushed him, his ragging eyes looked into Alagan's confident one.

"Try. Try as much you want. But beware that this is Arnav Singh Raizada you are fighting against. And Khushi is only mine. She will never leave me, neither she is allowed to leave me." Arnav took a step towards the door but stopped and turned around.

"And come prepared next time, not like previous time which backfired. Do your lessons well" And with that parting words, he left Alagan's house.

...

"Iss dil mein kya hai?(What's in my heart?)" Khushi rested her face between her palms and looked at his son, who looks like he is going to fall any minute.But that's not the problem. If at all he falls, he will fall against the thick mattress which she had placed in poolside. And now they both were lying on that.

Khushi lay flat on her stomach and looked at her loving son.

" Bola na Ebu. See now you should start speaking. Now answer my question. Iss dil main kya hai? ?(What's in my heart?)"

"Bola, dhadkan.(Say heartbeat)"

"Bu..bu...bu..."

"uffo...not bu, bu...tell dhadkan." Lying on her back, she took him on her chest. "this is one of my favorite Salman Khan ji's song you know Ebu?"

Khushi looked down at her baby.

"Bu bu.."

"Yes. And I want to sing it with you. But you say nothing except bu, bu.Let it be, I will sing that song for you and when you will start talking,we will sing it together, ok Ebu?"

"Bu..bu..."

Khushi giggled.

"I take that as yes then...Ok then start, ok?"

"Iss dil main kya hai? ?(What's in my heart?)" She again kept him on the mattress and looked at him.

"Dhadkan, silly.(Heartbeat, silly)" Khushi laughed.

" Dhadkan mein kya hai?(What's in the heartbeat?))"

" saajan(Lover)"

"Phulon mein kya hai?(What's in the flower?)"

"khusboo(scent)"

" Aankhon mein kya hai(?(What's in the eyes?))"

"Jaadu. (Magic)"

Khushi again picked him and got up from the mattress.

"Tu meri jaan hai, tu hi mera pyaar.(You are my life, you are my love)"

"Tere liye hi main hoon bekraar. (I am restless only for you)"

Khushi twirled around taking him in her arms, making him giggle loudly, his barely grown tooth peeking out. Khushi too joined him

"Are you enjoying, sweetheart?" Khushi asked him, still twirling.

Arnav entered the room and threw his laptop on the bed. The gal of that man. Claiming his Khushi as his. What does he think? That he will take his Khushi away and he will allow him? Like hell he will allow him. That man don't know what messing with Arnav Singh Raizada means. He had tried, he had tried really hard to solve this calmly but that man was anything but calm. He wants a war, so be it.

Arnav's eyes wandered in the room, searching for the person who can manage to make him this restless.

"Khushi?" Arnav called but got no reply in return. His breath got stuck in his throat when he got no reply. He was about to dash towards the bathroom when some voice caught his attention. He moved near the poolside door and the breath that was stuck, left his body in a hush. Closing his eyes to regulate his breathing for few seconds he opened the poolside door.

"Taram Taram Taram...Tara Tara Tara... Taram Taram Taram...Tara Tara Tara... Taram Taram Taram...Tara Tara Taraaa"

He saw Khushi, humming a song and swinging around, gathering Abeer close to her chest.

If nothing else, the little bundle in her arms will stop her from leaving him. He gave his restless heart a condolence. He looked at her smiling face. She is happy. She is happy with Abeer. She is happy with him. She will never leave him.

"Arnav ji, aap aagaye?" Khushi's sweet voice broke his reverie.

"You came early, Arnav ji." khushi smiled at him. "Came we will have our lunch now." She coiled her one hand around his arm and pulled him to walk with her.

"You didn't had your lunch yet?" Arnav looked down at her, walking with her.

"No. You told na that you will be early. So I was waiting for you." Khushi replied softly, smiling at him.

"And what if I was not early?" Arnav asked.

"Huh?...But you had told na that you will be early. You never lie to me and I trust you." Khushi replied as if him not coming early was even not open for an option.

Arnav don't know what to say at her blind trust on him. Is he even worthy of her trust? He don't know. But the feeling of being trusted was good.

"You go and change, Arnav ji and I will ask Hari Prakash ji to bring our lunch." Khushi told him and leaving his arms, she exited the room to do as said.

Arnav came out of the bathroom in his brown T and black Tracks to see the room empty. He sat on the bed and rested his head against the headboard. He closed his eyes and realized that the verbal and inner fight has left him exhausted.

"Keep it here, Hari Prakash ji" Khushi instructed him to keep the lunch on the coffee table.

HP kept the lunch on the table and left the room.

"Arnav ji?" Khushi called him but his posture remained same and eyes closed. Keeping Ebu on the bed, she walked towards him and sat in front of him.

"Arnav ji?" Khushi kept her hand on his shoulder.

Arnav opened his eyes to look in the concerned eyes of his wife. Unable to gather himself anymore, he inched closer to her and buried his face in her bosom, seeking some comfort from her warmth.

Khushi's hand remained to her side, too starlet to do anything. She looked down at his hair.

"Ar...Arnav ji..." Khushi stammered and in reply Arnav's hold on her tightened more.

Feeling his arms desperately clinging to her, trying to gather her close to him, her hands lifted to hold him.

"Arnav ji, what happened? Is something bothering you." she can't help but ask as she felt his restlessness.

"I...I am tired, Khushi." Arnav mumbled against her chest.

Tired? But he told he had only one meeting today. And she had seen him attaining chains of meeting and he had never been tired. May be the meetings are getting tedious.

"If you want my help then I can help you, Arnav ji. Like I use to help in arranging things before we married. I am always ready to help you, I may not know much but I can help, you know?" Khushi giggled.

Arnav lifted his head from her bosom and looked at his wife with only admiration for her shining in his eyes. Smiling at her innocent try, he leaned forward and kissed her cheek.

"Thank you Khushi...But no, I can manage"

Khushi blushed and lowered her eyes.

"Bu..bu.."

Khushi looked at her Son and remembering something, she ran towards him, picked him up and again took her initial place.

"Arnav ji, kiss Ebu too na..please" Khushi forwarded Ebu.

"What?" Arnav looked at Khushi confused.

"Kiss na. My poor baby, you kiss me but not him and that upsets my baby. So now kiss him.." Khushi pleaded.

Letting out a defeated sigh, he again leaned and kissed Abeer.

Khushi smiled.

"Now is my baby happy? See Amma gave you Dady's kiss. Amma will give you anything you want" Khushi too kissed him.

Ebu showered kisses on his Amma's face, making her giggle in return.

"Come now,we will have our lunch" Khushi got up from the bed. "Arnav ji, come" Khushi extended her hand.

Arnav looked at her extended hand and placed his hand in her, her feel making him forget every worry.

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res
unres tmrw
do u know tmrw is my entrance exam? :p
n m here 😆
unres...

well as much as I admire abbas m coming to hate alagan
he is such a psycho
btw i love dis arnav no matter wat
confession or no his love is evident
m falling more fr khushi n abeer bond
progress in arshi relationship too
i really wonder hw d stry shall progress wen dey realize deir love and confess it?
their choti si duniyan 😉

Originally posted by: devilindisguise

its kind of impossible bt check if a spelling mistake became one of d words

Originally posted by: devilindisguise

res
unres day tmrw
do u know tmrw is my entrance exam? :p
n m here 😆

Res

*unres*

That's a fantastic update!! 😊

The first part is so lovely.. The way arnav talked to abeer and khushi searching for him in her sleep

Arnav's important meeting was with alagan.. The way they were talking to each other surprised me 😲 Alagan is khushi's friend and he should have really understood the situation but he doesn't.. He even told arnav about his feelings for khushi.. Hope khushi doesn't get hurt in between all this..

That's beautifully written 👏 Eager for the next update.. Thanks for the pm 😃

awesome I like the way there relationship is going

awesome - so arnav and alagan face off. Khushi may not know she loves arnavji but she for sure only sees alagan as a friend. She is certainly too naive to realise the war path that the two men are engaging here. I hope this will only being arshi closer and realise their feelings for each other. Arnav is really falling for khushi big time without realising

Hate Alagan, Can't he mind his own business. Loved Arshi kiss and Dhak Dhak.