Arshi SS :: I Love My Arnav ji! Not You!!#3 . Thread 4 link up! - Page 33

"Do hell with you all!!" Raphael punched his fist on the steering wheel. He looked ahead, hundred of cars lined up in a queue, not moving an inch from their place. Delhi's traffic was a bitch but today it seems like they want to break their own record of bitchiness. As the close confines of his car started suffocating him, he pushed the door open and got out of the car.

"This is the only thing I hate about this city" he again punched his fist on the roof of the car and then turned around to lean against the door. Letting out few profanities he stood there basking in the scorching hot sun and the equally hot and polluted air. He stood there, tapping his foot on the ground and checking time on his wrist watch every next second. But as he was about to repeat the action for the umpteenth time, his eyes caught something baby pink. He looked ahead, his eyes searching for the same color. Pushing himself off the car door, he moved near the footpath.

"Uffo, Mami .."

There! His head jerked in the voice's direction. Somehow he can relate that baby pink color and that sweet voice.

"Don't uffo me, Anjali bitiya. If Sasu-ma knows about you walking back home, then she will scold me for not taking care of you.."

"Mami, you can see that traffic, don't you? We are stuck here. It's better to walk than to sit still inside the car. Ghar zyada door bhi nahi hai...and its...excuse me?"

Anjali stopped immediately as a man, clad in a white shirt and a beige trouser stood in front of him, blocking her way.

The man stood there, just staring at her.

"Hello, mister. Do I know you?" Anjali asked, confused.

The man shook his head.

"Then? Why are you blocking my way?"

"Hello Hi bye bye! By face he looks firangi, Anjali bitiya."

Anjali looked t him. Yes! He looks foreigner. But that doesn't mean he can block her way.

"Mister, why are you blocking my way. If you need any help then you see that police station" Anjali pointed at the other side of the road. "You can go there, ok? Now leave my way" But what the man did next, left her mouth hanging, shocked at that man's audacity.

The man took out his cell, clicked her photo and all but ran from there.

"Hello hi bye bye! Ee ka Anjali Bitiya. What just happened?!" Mami looked at her Anjali bitiya and then in the direction that weird man had ran to.

"I... don't know Mami...I...I think he was a mad man..." Anjali stammered, unable to believe that a man out of blue had just taken her picture and ran.

...

"Amma!" Khushi jumped out of her skin as she heard the sudden bang on the door, soon followed by a ring, which was again followed by a bang.

"Why is Raphael so impatient today?" Arnav got up from the couch, knowing very well who is at the other side.

"What? Let me in.." Raphael pushed Arnav, who was blocking his way and ran towards Khushi.

"Khushi? We need to talk. It's very important. Very, very important. Come with me..." he dragged Khushi upstairs with him, ignoring Arnav's calls.

"Hello, what are you doing?" Arnav shouted.

"It's personal Arnav. I need to talk to her alone. Don't you dare interfere"

"What the!"

...

"What? What happened? Why are you dragging me? What..."

"Shhh..Khushi, shhh...It's very important...I really need your help..." Raphael stood in front of Khushi, taking a long breath to gather himself.

"Ok...Let me start...Khushi, I need your help...please?" Raphael caught her arms.

"Ok...I will but for what...?" Khushi asked.

Raphael's hand fell to his side as he threw himself horizontally on the bed.

"Uff..." Raphael sighed, a dreamy look on his face.

Khushi looked at him confused and sat beside him. After few seconds, when he didn't say anything, Khushi tapped on his chest.

"Hello...what? What happened to you?" Khushi looked down at him.

"Khushi...I think...I think I am in love..."

Khushi stared at him...without blinking her eyes.

"Wh...at?"

"Yes Khushi...you see this..." he took her hand and pressed on his chest. "You feel that...My hearbeat...I have never felt this way before...Do you remember you have told me, when I will fall in love then no one ...nothing will look more beautiful than her... She is beautiful Khushi...She was telling something but I was unable to hear anything...all I could see is her lips moving...eyes dancing as she said something...Her smile...Oh my dear Lord! Her smile is to die for ...her sweet face..." Raphael was forced to stop as he heard that voice. He tilted his head to his left to see Khushi laughing, throwing her head back.

"Khushi, I am serious and you are laughing..." Raphael sat on the bed, offended.

"I am sorry...I am sorry...theek hai...ok I get it, you are in love with world's most beautiful girl, theek hai?"

"Ok, I accept she may not be THE most beautiful, but still she is THE most beautiful for me, ok?" Raphael rolled his eyes.

"Ok baba, I am sorry..." Khushi inched closer to him and circled her arms around his neck.

"Ok I get it. Yesterday you went from here, you were free from love virus...and now when you came here, you are infected by the same...I get it..."

Raphael again felt her giggling against his chest.

"You still don't believe me, right? Have you heard anything about Love at first sight? Have you? And stop giggling..I am not joking...I am serious..."

"Ok baba..Ok...theek hai..gussa mat hoeye...ok. Tell me what help you need?"

"I don't know...You are already in love..so you tell me what should I do.." Raphael looked down at her confused.

"Hmmm...So do you know anything about her?" Khushi asked.

"No...Nothing." Raphael replied.

"Nothing?"

"Nothing!"

"Her name? Her work? Where she lives? Nothing? Then where did you see her?" Khushi asked.

"I saw her walking on the footpath...When I was stuck in the traffic.."

"What the! You saw a absolute stranger and you are saying you are in love with her?"

"Khushi?" Raphael warned.

"Ok...OK you are in love with a stranger...So any idea how do we get to know this stranger?" Khushi asked.

"No.." Raphael replied, dejected. But soon his face lit up. "Yes! I have something.." he removed his cell. "I have her picture"

"What? You took her picture? A stranger's picture. You bad man. This is bad manners." Khushi stood in front of him, hands on her hips.

"Shut up. Sit here and see this.." Raphael caught her hand and made her sit beside him.

"Here it is...she this.." Raphael showed the screen to Khushi.

He had expected some beautiful remarks, something good but instead he saw all the colors leaving her face instantly.

"Khushi? What happened?" Raphael asked, confused.

"I...I..." her hold on the phone trembled.

Raphael took the phone from her hand.

"Khushi?"

Khushi looked at him. And soon she had launched herself in his arms.

"I...I don't want to lose you...I don't want to lose you..." Khushi clung to him, her tone afraid.

"Khushi? What are you saying? I am not going anywhere..." Raphael tightened his hold on her.

"You will go...you will go away...she will take you...she will take you away..." Khushi cried.

"Shhh...Shhh Khushi...who? Who will take me away?" Raphael tried to lift her face, to look at her but she kept her face buried in his neck.

"She...Anjali ji...she...she will take you away..."

"Who Anjali, Khushi?"

"That photo...she will take you away..."

Raphael stilled. Anjali? Arnav's sister?

"Khushi?...Is that Anjali? Arnav's sister?" Raphael asked and felt her nod affirmatively.

Raphael closed his eyes.

"It's ok...It's ok, Khushi...Forget about everything I said to you, ok? Forget about everything..."

Khushi lifted her head to look at him. His happy face just a moment ago has vanished. Because of her. A sadness and disappointment, she had never seen on him has graced his face. All because of her.

Raphael smiled.

"It's ok, Khushi...I think it was just a infatuation...just a mere liking or something...Don't stress yourself, ok?...And don't you ever think that I will leave you. I will never..." He kissed her forehead and took her in his arms.

Khushi wanted to say something, to comfort him, like he always comforts her. But nothing came out.

"I will leave now, ok? Will be back tomorrow..." Raphael smiled and got up from the bed.

Khushi wanted to stop him...do something...help him like he does...but ...but her voice was like gone.

...

It was late night as Arnav and Khushi lay on the bed, trying to sleep. But Arnav felt Khushi fidgeting...she wasn't sleeping... He leaned closer to her, and snaking his hand around her waist he brought her close to him.

"Khushi?" Arnav called. But got no reply.

"Khushi?" he again called but instead of any reply he felt her shoulder shaking. She was crying?

"Khushi?" He turned her to face him.

"Khushi, what happened?" he rested his palm on her cheek.

Khushi lifted her damp eyes to look at him. She hugged him.

"Arnav ji...I ...I am very bad...I am very bad person..." Khushi sobbed.

"Shhh...keep quite Khushi.." Arnav rubbed her back. "Who told you that? You are a very good person, Khushi...The most wonderful person I have ever met...Don't think like that...You are the most wonderful person.."

"No...I am not...I am very bad...I have become selfish...I am not liking myself...I want to become the old Khushi...I want to...I want to help everyone, live with everyone, laugh with them...not to...not to live in the fear of losing them...I want to come back, Arnav ji...I want to...I want to help him...please help me...help me, Arnav ji..." Khushis cried.

"Shhh...Khushi, don't cry...Everything will be alright...Don't cry...You are not selfish...You are not. Who told you that, ha? You are not selfish, sweetheart..." he took her more into his arms.

"I am...I am selfish...He was asking for my help...and I refused...He was looking so happy...he was so happy and...and..." Khushi sobbed.

"Shhh...shh Khushi...Who, Khushi? Raphael?" Arnav asked, tucking a damp strand behind her ear.

Khushi nodded at him.

"I ...I want to meet him...please... will you take me to him?" Khushi hiccupped.

"Ok...I will...But for now, sleep. We will go tomorrow..." Arnav tried to tuck her inside the blanket, but she refused.

"No...I want to meet him now...I want to go now..."

"Khushi, it's really late now...We will go tomorrow...He must be sleeping..."

"No...He is not sleeping...I know he is not sleeping...I want to meet him..."

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