Arshi FF:: Junoon Thread 2 link up on PG 1 - Page 24

Her brow frowned in discomfort. Something was paining, a sharp pain shot from her left arm. Khushi tried to open her eyes, wincing in the process. She blinked repeatedly to adjust to the light in the room. Her head turned to her left, her eyes instantly colliding with two concerned and angry orbs. She looked at her arm.

"Rudra ji.."

"Keep quiet, Khushi!" Rudra drawled from his clenched jaws.

Khushi looked at her arms. He was applying an ointment. She gave a close inspection to her arm. It had a red circular mark. And she knew from where she had got one and instantly getting an answer to her husband's off mood.

"It's ok, Rudra ji. I am fine.."

"Yes. I can see that." Rudra hissed. "I trusted you and left you alone with him, to manhandle you? How dare that bas***d..."

"Rudra ji, please? Leave it..."

"I will leave it, but first you promise me you will never ask me to leave you alone with him. Now I can never trust him with you. Promise me?" Rudra sat on the bed and extended his hand towards her.

Khushi looked at his extended hand. Passing a small smile at him, she kept her hand in his.

"Promise. Will never ask you to do that."

"That's better.." Rudra smiled at her and leaned forward.

Khushi's breathe stuck in her throat as he bent over her, too close to her face. Her heart took a pace as she closed her eyes in fear.

Rudra leaned forward. But as soon as his eyes shifted to her heaving chest and scared face, he immediately moved back.

"Khushi, I will see the lunch. You take rest.." Rudra got up from the bed and passed a nervous smile at her.

Khushi opened her eyes to look at him. She felt her heart thudding against her chest. She just nodded her head and turned away from him.

Rudra closed his eyes in regret. He should have not done that.

A tear slipped from her eyes as she buried her face in the pillow to muffle her sobs. Relieve me from this pain, Devi Miaya. Show me the right path, please, Devi Maiya. Khushi sobbed.

"Aman, is the work done?" Arnav leaned back in his chair as he looked at his Manager who sat in front of him.

"Yes, Sir. Your work is done. Now you are the owner of Bitz Technologies." Aman handed the papers to Arnav.

"That was fast.." Arnav looked at the papers.

"Yes, Sir. Mr. Mehra was more than happy to sell his company. Recently the company was not earning much profit and he needed money for his new venture." Aman supplied the needed.

"That's great! Now do one more thing for me. Throw a party and invite all the employees of Bitz. Let's introduce them to their new employer. " Arnav threw the file on the desk and again leaned back, a menacing look gracing his face.

"Ok, Sahil. Thanks for informing. Ok, I will be there. Once again thanks" Rudra disconnected the call and looked at Khushi, who was sitting on the bed, her head resting back and eyes closed. She looked so fragile. She isn't eating properly lately. And he don't know what he can do to abate her pain. He walked towards her and sat in front of her.

"Khushi, are you ok?" Rudra asked.

Khushi opened her eyes and nodded at him.

"You are not Khushi.." he checked her forehead. "Your Amma had told me when you stress yourself, your body becomes warm. And this is what exactly has happened. Please don't stress yourself. You can share anything with me. I am ready to help you. Just tell me..." his hand rested on her cheek. His concerned eyes looked in her tired one, not physically but mentally.

"There's nothing to share Rudra ji. You know everything." Khushi replied, her voice heavy.

Rudra inched closer and pulled her in his arms.

Khushi stilled, her hand lay to her sides, not lifting to reciprocate the hug.

"Khushi, you are my wife. And seeing you gloomy all day is upsetting, Khushi. I Know you don't love me. But atleast love yourself. Take care of yourself. Please?"

As his soothing words caressed her broken heart and his comforting warmth sipped through her, her hands lifted on their own accord to rest on his shoulder.

"I...I am trying, Rudra ji. I am trying ...but...I don't know. I don't know why I am feeling so helpless. I want to love you..."

"Shhh..." Rudra pulled away from the hug.

"I was not talking for myself, Khushi. No need to force yourself to do something. If something is destined to happen then it will happen, no matter how much we try to avoid it or reach it. So don't think about all this. All I am asking for is, take care of yourself and now please give that smile which is only owned by this sweet face... "

Khushi's lips broke into a smile.

"Yes that one. You look so beautiful with that smile on your face. I wonder why do you hide that. Do you fear that someone will steal it?" Rudra asked, all serious.

"Yes." Khushi giggled. "You will steal it.."

"What? Do I look like a thief to you? Hey Bhagwaan! What the world has come to! Accusing an innocent man like me of stealing his own wife's smile. You know Khushi, normally men accuse their wives of stealing their smile. You know Mr. Sharma, my senior? He is really a funny man. He is fed up of his chatter box wife, so when a newly married employee came to him and said he is fed up of his quite wife. She doesn't talk much. And you know what Mr. Sharma told him?" Rudra looked at Khushi.

Khushi shook her head.

"He told that man, you should thank your stars, wives like her are hard to get now-a-days.."

Rudra looked at Khushi and soon the melodious sound of her laughter filled the room.

Rudra stared at her, transfixed.

"You are so funny, Rudra ji..." Khushi laughed.

"That I am.." Rudra took the credit smilingly.

"Khushi, I want to ask something.."

"Yes. What is it?"

"The new owner of our company had hosted a party. He has invited every employee. Will you accompany me?" Rudra asked.

Khushi nodded her head affirmatively.

"Thank you, Khushi. Party is in the evening. We will leave by seven.."

Khushi again nodded.

Kissing her forehead, he got up from the bed, successful in putting a smile on his wife's face.

"Do you have any idea Sahil, who is our new Boss?" Rudra asked as he stood with his colleague and friend, Sahil Mehra.

"Don't know Rudra. That's why he has kept this party, to introduce him." Sahil replied to Rudra's query.

Rudra acknowledged with a nod and looked to his left at Khushi. She was clad in a red saree, looking beautiful as always.

"Khushi, are you ok?"

Khushi looked at Rudra and smiled.

"I am fine, Rudra ji."

Rudra smiled back, and like everyone, he too waited for his new Boss to make his grand entry.

"I think he is here."

Rudra and Khushi heard Sahil speak and their head turned towards the entrance.

Khushi's breathe stuck in her throat as her eyes landed on the man in the black suit entering the hall. His eyes looked straight into hers. His eyes as cold as ever, not giving away a thing.

"Calm down, Khushi..." Rudra took her hand in his.

But Khushi still looked ahead at the man advancing towards them.

"He...he is the new Boss...?" Khushi asked in a whispered.

"Yes, Khushi. He is the new Boss" Sahil confirmed.

Arnav's eyes were just fixed at one person, her big eyes, her panicked features. It satisfied him. It gave him an unknown satisfaction. She should be afraid of him. Only the fear floating in her eyes holds the power to bring her to him.

"Rudra ji...Can we...can we go back?.." Khushi stammered. She don't trust him. He can do anything.

"Khushi, I am sorry. We can't leave like this. We will have to wait for some time.." Rudra didn't know what to do. He works for this company and leaving now can put him in trouble. "Just for one hour Khushi. Then we can leave. I am really sorry."

"It's ok...It's ok, Rudra ji. No need to say sorry.." Khushi closed her eyes. There's no need to panic. There are so many people here, he will not do anything. Khushi consoled her running heart.

"So ladies and gentlemen, here's introducing the new owner of Bitz technologies, Mr Arnav Singh Raizada."

The hall soon reverberated with the clapping sound of the occupants.

"Good evening everyone." Arnav took control of the mike. "Mr. Mehra has sold his company to me and now I am the new owner of this company. All I want to say is now the company will work on Arnav Singh Raizada's terms and condition. And now enjoy the evening." And with that Arnav walked off the stage.

Arnav leaned on the bar counter, his gaze fixed on only two persons. And soon the light dimmed as the voice resounded urging every couple to join the dance floor. Arnav looked at one particular "couple". He pushed himself off the counter and moved away from there.

"So Ladies and Gentlemen, the next song is dedicated to The most beautiful lady in red from Mr.Raizada!!"

Khushi's head jerked up.

"Relax Khushi. There are many women in red" Rudra clasped his warm hand in her cold one.

Khushi looked at her husband.

"I am sorry, Rudra ji. All this because of me..I...am so sorry...I..."

"Shhh...Khushi. Please don't say sorry. You don't need to say sorry for every mistake he does.."

"It's not some mistake, Rudra ji...it's not a mistake...It's sin...sin..." helpless tears filled her eyes.

"May I have a dance with the most beautiful lady? ... in red?" Arnav extended his hand.

Khushi looked at his hand with pure disgust and the same emotions reflecting through her eyes. Looking straight in his eyes, she clasped her hand in Rudra's and moved towards the dance floor.

Arnav's extended hand fisted in a ball, his jaw set as the bile rouse inside him seeing their join hands.

Rudra smiled looking at Khushi. Such a coy at one moment and lioness at the other. Taking her hand he kept on his shoulder and circled his arms around her waist and moved in the rhythm as the soft music filled the air.

Khushi inched closer in Rudra's arms as she looked over Rudra's shoulder to lock her eyes with the two pleading orbs in front of him.

Arnav's eyes begged for forgiveness. Helplessness...he was helpless .

phir le aaya dil majboor kya keeje

(once again, helpless heart has brought me here, what to do)

raas na aaya rehna door kya keeje

(staying away, keeping distance did not give me good feeling what to do)

dil keh raha usse maqammal kar bhi aao

(heart is saying go complete it which is incomplete)

wo jo adhoori si baat baaki hai

(the half talk, which is still pending , incomplete)

wo jo adhoori si yaad baaki hai

(the memory, which is still incomplete)

wo jo adhoori si yaad baaki hai

(the memory, which is still incomplete)

Khushi averted her eyes from him as it became unbearable to look in those pained eyes.

But Arnavs gaze remained fixed on her.

karte hain hum aaj qubool kya keeje

(today I accept, admit ,what to do)

ho gayi thi jo humse bhool kya keeje

(in past I made mistake ,what to do)

dil keh raha usse mayassar kar bhi aao

(heart is saying still there is opportunity go get it )

wo jo dabi si aas baaki hai

(the suppressed desire wish is still there in heart)

wo jo dabi si aanch baaki hai

(that suppressed spark, fire that is still there)

wo jo dabi si aanch baaki hai

(that suppressed spark, fire that is still there)

wo jo dabi si aanch baaki hai

(that suppressed spark, fire that is still there)

Khushi looked at Rudra, who was staring down at her. Her eyes again darted to Arnav. Seeing him looking at her, she closed her eyes and moved her face close to Rudra's. Rudra's shocked eyes looked at her.

Arnav's hold on the liquor glass tightened. His breathing became irregular.

kismat ko hai yeh manzoor kya keeje

(fate, luck has accepted it what to do)

kismat ko hai yeh manzoor kya keeje

(fate, luck has accepted it what to do)

kismat ko hai yeh manzoor kya keeje

(fate, luck has accepted it what to do)

milte rahe hum badastoor kya keeje

(we kept on meeting what to do)

dil keh raha hai usse musalsal kar bhi aao

(heart is saying go complete it forever )

wo jo ruki si raah baaki hai

(the path stuck road is still there)

wo jo ruki si chaah baaki hai

(that stuck desire wish is still there)

wo jo ruki si chaah baaki hai

(that stuck desire wish is still there)

wo jo ruki si chaah baaki hai

(that stuck desire wish is still there)

And all the hell broke loose. The glass broke in pieces, piercing his hand, but the pain was nothing compared to the insufferable pain in his chest. He averted his eyes, his hand instantly lifted to caress his chest. The pain was unbearable, not allowing him to breath. He gasped for breath, as his lungs denied to accept the air.

"Sir, your hand is bleeding..."

He heard someone say. He need to get out of here. It's killing him...It will kill him. A feeling of nausea hit him instantly. He walked fast towards the bathroom. Pushing the door open, he threw violently. He bent over the sink, his vision blurry. He lifted his face to look in the mirror.

"No..She had not done that...She can never do that...She cannot do that...SHE CAN'T...SHE CAN'T KISS THAT bas***d...SHE CAN'T DO THAT TO ME!!! SHE CAN NEVER!!! KHUSHI!!!!!" The four walls of the bathroom can do nothing to suppress the blood curdling scream.

Khushi broke the kiss, her eyes still closed and breathing heavy. Her shaky hand lifted to her swollen lips, still not daring to open her eyes.

Rudra looked at her flustered face. And before he can say anything, she broke in his arms. He looked down at her, sobbing violently against his chest.

"Tell me...tell me I haven't done something wrong...tell me..please...I have done nothing wrong...I am sorry...I don't know what happened to me...I am sorry...I don't want to hurt you...please say something...I ...I am sorry...please say something...please..."

"Shh...shhh Khushi...you have done nothing wrong...shhh...you are my wife, I am your husband. There's nothing wrong you have done...please Khushi stop crying..." Rudra rubbed her back, trying to shush her violent sobs.

"I...I..."

"Shh...Don't talk...Come we will go back.." Circling his arms around her shoulder, he lead her towards the exit.

"Khushi, you stay here. I will be just back.." Rudra was about to close the door of the car when she stopped him.

"Where are you going?"

"Don't worry, Khushi. I will just be back.." assuring her, he closed the door.

"Rudra...Rudra Ranawat...Husband of Khushi ...Ranawat?"

Rudra turned around to look at the unsteady man standing in front of him.

"Mr.Raizada..."

"Yes...Mr.Raizada...Whom do you expect to meet after kissing my Khushi is front of me..."

Rudra gritted his teeth.

"Look Mr. Raizada. What I and my wife do is none of your business. I hope you have some manners in you. "

"Manners? Arnav Singh Raizada and Manners?" Arnav laughed. "You should learn something about me from your wife. No manners, no rules, no mercy...nothing! When ASR wants something, he gets it. And all I want now is Khushi."

"Mr.Raizada, you are crossing your limits."

"Limits? LIMITS! YOU bas***d! YOU ARE TALKING ABOUT LIMITS?! HOW DARE YOU KISS MY KHUSHI!!! HOW DARE YOU SON OF..."

"MR. RAIZADA, MIND YOUR TONGUE!!" Rudra moved towards him and stood a foot away from him. "And you know, Mr.Raizada? Forget about kiss, I can do much more. And you, you Mr.Raizada can't do anything about that."

Arnav's menacing eyes looked in to his.

"YOU bas***d! YOU WILL NOT TOUCH HER. YOU WILL NOT!!" Arnav caught his collar.

Rudra's closed his eyes. What is he doing? How can he say that? He can't insult Khushi like this! Rudra opened his eyes and dislodged Arnav's hold from his collar.

"See, Mr. Raizada, I don't wish to talk to you. Please leave us alone. Can't you see what you are doing to her? You are disturbing her mentally, Mr. Raizada. You are terrifying her. You yourself have seen today to which extent you can push her. So stop doing this. These all will gain you nothing, Arnav. Nothing.."

"I will get her...She will come to me. She HAS to come to me...She will...I will make her..."

Rudra caught his collar, all the patience evaporating in a thin air.

"Over my dead body. You will get her OVER MY DEAD BODY."

Arnav laughed, alcohol playing with his senses.

"I wish...I wish that...You will be dead and Khushi will come to me..." Arnav laughed.

Rudra smiled and pushed him away.

"Never. We should never wish, Mr.Raizada. Because sometimes our wish is granted. And you know what happens then?" Rudra looked in Arnav's loaded eyes. "Then it suffocates you...it suffocates you to death. Leaving you to think whether it's your WISH that is granted or your life is turned into a curse... "

And with those parting words, Rudra left Arnav alone.

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