Arshi FF: The Valiant Knight - Thread 8 - Completed - Note on Page 142

3.5 months later ...

What the hell is wrong with you Deena? Straighten your shoulders, and stand confidently. I want to see the stance of a lioness ready to kill anyone who barges into her personal space. I am not seeing that confidence here. Khushi barked taking a deep sigh of frustration and tiredness.

Deena broke into tears, shaking her head in despair. You have been training me for several weeks. I am just not getting it.

So you just want to give up? Khushi asked her angrily.

I dont know what else to do.

Calming her riled up nerves, listen, when I became an escort, the only person in my mind was my husband. I hate...I meant to say, I had him in my mind all the time, cause of every wreck in my life. Think about your life Deena, who is one person who shoved you into this thorny life?

My father. She cried covering her face behind her palms.

Then all you need to do is to prove him wrong. Khushi sat next to Deena brushing her hair fondly.

Khushi, may I have a word with you. NK barged into her office room. Its important.

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Though Khushi got tremendous help around home,  she couldn't manage juggling between her day job and welfare despite all comfortable commute arrangements Arnav made for her.  The queasy feeling that continuously nagged in her stomach didnt allow her to stand for long hours which is mandatory for someone who is in the role of a hotel receptionist greeting the guests. That made her to quit the day job, a conscious decision and judgement call she made with Arnav's complete support keeping her health as their high priority.

As days passed, Arnav got busier, with responsibility to take over all the projects Adi was once handling. Though he made very strenuous effort to be with Khushi as much as possible, the contracts pending closures at Borivali branch suffered severe losses with Adi's death, needed Arnav's attention much more than he anticipated. Soon after Adi's death, Arnav handed over the responsibility to Aman to deal with clients with whom Adi dealt in illicit way. But the lack of fierce shrewdness stumbled Aman's hold on the enraged clients, which is why Arnav had to step in to bend the arrogant chiefs to his demands.

Slowly, his workload heightened, tremendously cutting down the day hours he used to spend some alone time with Khushi. But no matter how busy he was, they made sure to have lunch together, be it at home or meeting at a restaurant.

Her job resignation and the rising demand of Arnav's involvement in business brought quite a lot of unwanted lone time to herself, forcing her idle mind to fill it with useless thoughts causing inexplicable havoc inwardly, the thoughts that repeatedly forced her to think about the detachment she started to feel with the baby or truth be told, she soon realized that she never once felt the sense of belonging or being attached to the little life at first place. Before her sanity departed as a result of her idle mind, she decided to spend more time with women in the welfare to keep herself occupied.

Thus in these months, Khushi and NK had looked at profiles of various women who would take up the role of Khushi to draw in money from the leeches, but none matched up to the confidence and feistiness she hoped to see. Zeroing their final search on Deena as she volunteered, for the past several weeks, Khushi had been struggling to bring the lost confidence from Deena but things weren't working out and moving at snail pace.

Deena is not fit for this. We should move on and try to find someone else. We are going low on money.

No, NK. She is the one. I am not giving up yet. What is wrong with her? I have never seen her so vulnerable.

Its her father. He keeps calling her for help.

Help? What kind of help?

The next few mins NK explained how Deena had been receiving phone calls from unknown numbers for last 3 weeks, all calls from her father asking her to save him, to bail him out. Deena who never was able to connect to her father emotionally shooed his every request ignoring his calls, without entertaining him to learn the details of his crime. But as days passed, the call volumes increased tremendously and more scathingly that it started distressing her and affecting her concentration at work.

Whats his name?

Paritosh Karamchand.

Hmm, I heard this name somewhere. Khushi tried to recollect swaying in her leather chair.

May I come in Ma'm? A husky voice at the door broke her serious thoughts.

Only if made prior appointment, she replied rolling her eyes and playing a warm smile. She shifted her gaze to NK and gestured him to leave as she stood up from her seat.

Oh then I must recheck with the pretty lady out there, who turned beetroot saying I never need an appointment to see a woman, especially not for her boss. He quipped with mischievous smirk.

Walking around the dark mahagony table, his 6months 2 weeks pregnant wife glowed as pink as she could ever be, with one hand rested on her very visible baby bump. With each day passing and due date nearing, she emerged in some fantastic hues in all her radiance.

Are you trying to get wise with me? Possessiveness evident in her tone, she took slow strides and reached her husband who spread his arms with a sinful grin to take her into a warm embrace. Khushi smiled cocooning herself in his arms leaning all her weight onto him. You are early, and I am not liking your overly strictest punctuality.

Chuckling at her, I had to, to make sure Ms. Posy dont miss out on this appointment one more time.

Do we really have to see the doctor? She lifted her eyes pouting at him, something she learnt in these 2 months to get things done in her way.

Yes, you have already stalled it for 2 weeks, and I am not risking this time. Come lets move. He laced his fingers into hers, already leading her out of her office.

I am hungry! She said at the verge of throwing tantrum.

Didnt you eat lunch?

I did. Still I am hungry.

We will grab something on the way.

I want Rava Ladoo.

Kya? Woh kya hota hai?

Suji ka ladoo..She gleed at his Oh-No-not-again reaction.

Where do we get it?

At home.

I will ask someone to get it to the hospital. He said in nonchalance.

But we dont have it at home.

Khushi, what kind of new drama is this?

We dont have it. She drawled irritated with his inconsiderate tone. Someone needs to prepare it.

Rolling his eyes, and chanting his Patience mantra, I will ask Buaji to prepare by the time we go back home.

But I want it now. Chahiye matlab chahiye.

Now where the hell will I go for this? He raked his fingers through his hair.

I need it now..She stomped her feet and sat in the car, and cried hiccupping.

Not again! 8th time happening today! He swore under his breath steering the wheel. Khushi, this is 8th time you are crying today, show some mercy please. All other 7 times tears were shed for very critical reasons like no salt, missing brown heel, traffic jam, and etc.

Fine! Whatever you say, we will go to hospital. I am not hungry anymore and I dont need anything right now. And even if you managed to get me, I am not going to eat, because I am pissed at my inconsiderate husband. And his name is the great Arnav Singh Raizada who can manage the world of empire but not a single ladoo. She taunted looking out the window.

The next few mins, she heard his soft chuckle and making call to the old ladies requesting them to prepare the sweet dish to satisfy his wife's craving. No matter how much Arnav tried to strike a peaceful conversation, all he got was angry stares and sulking breaths which had become excessively part of their routine these days.

PEACEFUL MOMENT! thats all he wanted these days from her, which is far from happening, yet her impromptu whines and mood swings is something he anxiously looked forward to each day and is sure going to miss in a few months. He chuckled remembering how last 2 months had been extremely difficult for him to cope with drastic changes in her mood swings, though their life sailed at comfortable pace with no more tiffs and misunderstandings. She had become highly unpredictable with the things she liked and subjects she favored. He had never seen a chameleon in the form of human until he witnessed Khushi one day, when her laughter all of a sudden died into painful tears for no known reason even till today. All she did was cry and cry for hours never to let him go, one of many days he would probably never forget and always cherish all his life, just the way she clung onto his neck the entire day not willing to get down his lap.

He checked his watch and smirked murmuring 30secs..And as expected in no time, Khushi turned in her seat asking, Are we going to rava ladoo or stethescope?

Stethescope! Firmly said Arnav showing his well defined grin.

She straightened herself huffing and puffing in anger. He will never understand what it takes to be pregnant. She raised her eyebrows looking at the scorching sky, I never asked you anything but in next lifetime, make him woman and I the manly man. And he should get pregnant with my 10kids, actually no, double the count if you can. But You better fulfill this one request. She ranted continuing her complains in soft murmurs.

How about we triple it! He smirked teasing her snatching her hand from her lap and firmly pressing against his lips.

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If there is anything that has changed drastically in Khushi, is the entire flip of her character when she is with Arnav. She had turned from sophisticated young wife into a petulant child with her sporadic playfulness and puerile jokes she cracked, not to mention only with Arnav. With everyone else she has started behaving surly mood off and on but mostly she remained as poised as ever.

Though their relation hasnt much progressed in the subject of intimacy, they have developed a strong faith of friendship which had greatly missed in the earlier stage of their relation.

She sulked every morning she had to part from Arnav as he leaves to office and she cursed every night as he slips into his bedroom without once attempting to make sure if she is OK sleeping alone, which only fueled her to think more about him and less about baby. Her life turned colorless and once again she found herself covertly dependent on him in an intricate web of emotions.

As she dug more about it, it was all about Arnav from the beginning she stepped into his house  and she unconsciously kept convincing herself with baby as the reason when in fact all she did was to think about him forgetting that a life is breathing within her.

Whats wrong Khushi? Waiting for their turn to ultrasound, Arnav watched her rubbing her sweaty palms to the side of her ruby pink knee length dress.

She nodded hesitantly and averted her eyes unable to share the unknown reasons behind her restlessness.

Khushi..He held her chin and made her look at him. Why were you trying to run away from the appointment? You acted same for your last 2 appointments and even now. What is bothering you?

Her own demons questioning her repeatedly for her nonchalant attitude to her own baby. And the questions, she had no answer only made her feel more guilter with each passing day. I dont know, lets just get over with it. She snapped as nurse peeped out to call them in and Arnav silently followed unable to comprehend why she is reacting aloof lately especially at the doctor checkups. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Arnav deftly maneuvering the 18inch steel 5-spoke wheels through the roaring traffic, looked over his left to find Khushi under a shroud of deep thoughts. Following the trail of her vision, Arnav found her fondly looking at the city bus poster advertising Johnsons Baby line of products with picture of a mother cuddling with the baby giving nose to nose kiss.

Before he could stretch his hand to her, she leaned towards him, resting her head on his arm with her eyes glued to the poster. Encircling her pale palms around his arm, she hugged him closer giving a subtle tug.

Raising his forearm, he cupped her downcast face affectionately, Do you want to do something fun, maybe a walk by the pier, grab fresh juice, ice cream, chocolate shake? Noticing that she is gloomy after the ultrasound for reasons unknown, he attempted to cheer her up before trying to get her to speak.

She nodded No for everything snuggly pressing her cheek to his muscles.

Look at that pose with the arms on the face. Mom, be ready for lots of peek-a-boos and Dad to carry the chubby weight on your back. Doctor squealed in excitement.

As ready as I will ever be. Arnav caressing Khushi's palms with his warm fingers, grinned happily admiring the tiny flickers of heart swaying inside the cozy womb. He turned his eyes from the small screen to Khushi staring at him astounded.

Have you started feeling the kicks? questioned doctor continuing her examination.

No.

Thats strange. You are already in your 26th week, you should be feeling it by now.

Then why didnt I feel them yet. Disappointment clearly evident in her tone.

We will find out. Doctor turned around and handed a glass of ice cold water to Khushi to drink. And as expected, they found the baby flipping inside with subtle shiver stretching its feet.

Did you feel it? You just got kicked...

Hn?..was Khushi's absentminded reply.

Did you feel it now? Doctor asked Khushi one more time, on the side asking for Arnav's hand.

Khushi was so lost watching Arnav closing the gap to lean and press his palm against her tummy that she didnt realize the painful kick in her lower abdomen.

No, I didnt feel anything was her reply in daze watching Arnav grinning in amusement.

Its right here Khushi, Arnav grabbed Khushi's hand and pressed it gently against her bump, Focus here, very subtle..Do you feel it? asked Arnav in amused tone.

Khushi tried sincerely as she was told but she failed. She failed to look past the man who made her future. She failed to feel the tiny touches beyond the warmth his big cupped hand generously provided. She failed to notice anything that is not Arnav. His smile, and the glint of happiness in his eyes made her feel guilty as she couldnt think or feel anything else about baby beyond this enigma called Arnav Singh Raizada.

Getting no reaction from Khushi, Arnav looked up to find her mad, so angry that it vividly shown in her tired eyes as she averted them from him. He gently tugged her arms to enquire when she snapped,

I feel every kick doctor. Her voice nothing but harsh mockery. If you dont mind could we wrap it up, we need to be somewhere else.

While Arnav finished up noting the final instructions from the doctor, Khushi sprang up quickly, cleaned her belly drenched in cold gel and exited the room not even waiting for Arnav.

What's wrong Khushi, You just need to talk to me!

Nothing, I just want to go home and lie down on my bed. She whispered feebly snuggling close to his arm.

They both remained silent in their own thoughts perplexed about the happenings in the doctor's office.

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Madhumati whose stay got extended in States for another 6 months, refused to stay abroad any longer when she learnt that Khushi was 3 month pregnant. From the time she returned to India, Madhumati made it a point to visit Khushi twice a month for about 3-5 days depending on her own work schedule.

The first time Buaji came to visit Khushi, she couldn't recognize the woman in time. Khushi was no longer the daughter of Madhumati, she had become the wife of business tycoon in true sense and seemed changed for the life time, she appeared more radiant, and highly modern and sophisticated than ever. The only thing that didnt change between them is their patent groundbreaking hug which to the date breaks the sweat out of Arnav, with the way they wobble in affection.

When Arnav made travel arrangements for Madhumati's first visit, Khushi asked Arnav to arrange for some shirt dresses with collars for Khushi. Arnav did per her say without asking another question as he knew the reason being to mask the scars, and so he did with the help of one of his friends in the line of fashion.

Madhumati had seen probably more life than Nani, and so Khushi knew one glimpse at her scars would create mountains of suspicion in her Buaji's mind. So Khushi always made sure she covered her neck and shoulders whenever Buaji is around. But what Khushi completely overlooked was their sleeping arrangement, and totally forgetting to address it until one day when Buaji rushed to Khushi for a safety pin.

When Buaji questioned her the same on separate beds, Khushi fumbled but only for a sec before answering nonchalantly that He is working late these days and so she asked him not to bother her by hopping in and out of bed in the middle of those nights. Though Bua didnt buy her reason entirely and little bit of suspicion lingered in her mind, all her inhibitions were thrown out of the window witnessing the way Arnav took care of Khushi.

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Part 2 Next Part

Buaji and Payal who arrived in town yesterday to spend their 2 week vacation with Khushi, opened the door to Arnav and Khushi returning from the doctor visit. After briefly updating Nani, and Buaji, Khushi retreated to her room to freshen up, while Arnav stayed back in the living room to give her some space.

Payal rushed to get some water for her Jiju while Nani and Madhumati worriedly asked why Khushi looked gloomy and sullen. One of 101 consequences of being pregnant. He remarked with a warm smile. She will be fine, give her a min.

Jiju, Paani.

You dont have to do this Payal...My limbs are still in tact. Teased Arnav grabbing water glass from Payal.

I am doing it for myself Jiju, so that you would find my prince charming just like you.

Be careful what you wish for, Payal! Its not easy to live with a man like me. Ask your sister, probably this would be the first and only thing she would agree with me. He chuckled and soon stopped seeing Khushi standing in a feet's distance scowling at him.

While Madhumati giggled to herself seeing the moment of fright in his eyes, Nani chided him for teasing her beti Khushi. Why do you tease her so much? Nani approached Khushi and brushed her hair affectionately when Khushi broke into tears.

Fu*king 9th time! Arnav sprang up on his feet and next min he was by her side. Khushi it was a joke. J.O.K.E. There is no need to cry.

How could you say not to cry after what you have said now.

Maine kya bola? It was not my fault. Its..its all because of Payal. She is just riling me up.

Jiju? Main?

Shut up you both. Why do you need someone like him? Dont you want to live in peace? You should have seen his anger when I asked for rava ladoo. Have you seen how kanjoos he gets to buy me icecream these days?

What the..main kanjoos hoon?

Haan aur nahi tho..I asked you for rava ladoo. Its been 3 hours, why didnt you arrange it for me. Khushi turned to Payal and chided, and you want to marry someone like him who cant arrange a simple ladoo. Only Khushi Singh Raizada can deal with such kadoos hard nut called ASR. Wiping her tears with the back of her palms, She then shifted to Arnav, to find him holding ladoo in his palm.

Her eyes gleed in happiness and she outstretched her hand to take it from him when he moved his hand out of her reach...

Take back your words! he said with glint of mischief playing in his eyes not minding the curious audience around him.

Hearing the giggles of the ladies from behind, Khushi turned flustered and scowled at him sighing him to behave. She tried one more time to take it from his fingers but he uncaringly took a bite of it.

Khushi instantly pounced on him trying to snatch the ladoo from his hands, Have you gone crazy? Aap yeh nahi kha saktey. Stopping her with his one hand, he took the last bite of it shocking Khushi.

Take back your words, otherwise I am going to have another one.

Nahi.

Sochlo

Soch liya. Mujhe kya!

Buaji, do you mind if I kiss my wife now?  Kya mein yeh pooch sakta hoon Buaji se? Arnav whispered in her ears, smiling at the ladies who stood few feet away enjoying modern romance, while Payal drooled over the couple's unbelievable chemistry.

Pooch kar tou dekhiye! She counter challenged cheekily.

Arnav took a step backward in surprise. You were supposed to blush dammit! He blurted out in a fluster forgetting the audience for a moment.

If not his question on kiss, this statement without doubt threw the most alluring color on her cheeks. Khushi unable to stifle her blushing smile walked over to the medicine cabinet to grab his medicines while Nani and Bua made well aware of their presence guffawing at him and soon after left the couple alone to continue their banter.

Khushi, last chance! Arnav recovered to stick to his original plan but not before a moment of fluster.

Khushi turned around to find him standing with tray of laddoos. Aaap! She gritted angrily while he contained his smirk as she strode towards him like a fierce wind. Before she reached him, he bit into another bite...

Are you planning to kill me? Her eyes brimmed in tears, as she lashed out the tray from him angrily.  

Take back your words Posy, he held his arm holding the ladoo, way high out of her reach.

She stumbled on her feet as she took another step closer. In attempt to protect her tummy from slamming into him, he held her arms in place. Khushi grabbed the perfect opportunity to snatch the ladoo from his hand and before he could react, she shoved it into her mouth.

Khushi's fluttering eyebrows and victorious smile soon turned into pathetic expression and creased forehead, and next moment she hurtled her feet to the sink spitting the contents of her mouth. Isme sugar kahan hain?

Walking towards her and wiping the sooji crumbles off right below her lower lip, Sugar tou saamne hain! He ribbed flirting at her lips that are painted in mauve. 

Taking one laddoo from the tray that is kept aside for Khushi, he advanced it to her flustered lips wrapping his right arm around her waist, Khao!

You were tricking me all the while? She smarted trying to wriggle out of his wrap.

You were calling me names!

She gave him an exasperated look and his lips curved in self-satisfied smirk...

Khao!

Nahi Chahiye! She snapped and turned her face away.

Pinning her against the counter slab, Sorry tou mein iss baar bolne wala nahi hoon. So shut up and eat.

Naa mujhe aapka sorry chahiye, naaa hee aapka yeh ladoo.

Tou kya chahiye? He asked slowly drawing his one feet to her side closing the gap between them.

Kuch nahi chahiye. She tried her best to stand on her firm grounds of being unaffected with his charm.

Kuch tou chahiye tumhe, Posy...Aur woh kya hay, mujhe pata hay, aur tumhe bhi.

Mujhe kuch nahi chahiye! Her voice quivered as he leaned closer.

Chahiye! He whispered on her lips.

Nahi chahiye..She dropped her eyes to his lips as he closed in.

Cha..hi..ye! He huskily whispered trailing his finger from her jaw to her ear.

She nodded negative ever subtly, words betraying in her throat.

Jo mein karna chahtha hoon, he paused and swept his padded thumb on her lip as she closed her eyes and parted her lips in anticipation, lagta hay sach mein tumhe nahi chahiye. He took step back and smirked in triumph.

Khushi's eyes shot open and bubbled in anger. She fisted her palms and pushed him away angrily leaving him in guffaw. Throwing the ladles at him, You are gonna pay for this.

Hearing the clanking noise of vessels, the ladies rushed to kitchen to find Arnav under attack by his own wife, yet again!!!

That is how Arnav always chose to transform his pale, sad and pensive wife into raged, fiesty and extempore wife, like the way he always loved to see her.

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2 weeks later...

Dusk manifested much quicker than Dawn did in Raizada's lives as days travelled faster than the couple could cope up with. While Arnav is totally boggled down finding his mother and investigating every illicit tracks of Adi, Khushi turned bigger and beautiful each day. With overwhelming stress of keeping the dirty secret under wraps, Arnav started to spend more time at office than home closing suspicious loops Adi may have tangled to ruin Arnav and Khushi.

The only saving grace of their relation being Khushi's tremendous support and compassion towards his workload, understanding his tight schedule without ever questioning him or imposing her need for their togetherness onto him. Arnav is not in oblivion to be aware that Khushi needs him more these days but after scouting 2/3rd of Adi's contacts, he just couldnt risk leaving everything in middle. So he sped the process working his ass off day and night to protect what he has and to relieve himself off duties as her due date nears.

Seeing off Buaji and Payal off the Airport, ending their 2 week vacation, Arnav busied himself on the new information he received on Adi's financial accounts.

You were looking for me? Aman walked through the Arnav's cabin glass door.

Check these out. Arnav threw a file of papers onto his desk, and stood by the glass windows with his hands in his pockets.

As Aman opened the file, Arnav briefed what he found. 2 weeks before his death, 35crores transferred to the account number mentioned there.

5 days after the first transaction, another set of 30 crores wire-transferred, again to the same account number. And here comes the interesting part, the same person tried to process the third wire transfer scheduled to be on a day after Adi's death but it was rejected as we seized all the funds and properties.

Thats a lot of money to give away. Whom do you think that could be?

Absolutely no idea! But I am confident that Adi is not someone who would give away such huge amounts without benefits.

Agree.

That means we are stuck to take this further nowhere.

What do you mean?

There is no way to get the account details without court order.

Its impossible to get court order without a case.

Exactly, we need to find the weakest link in the bank who would sneak the information out for us.

Oh the best task you have given me in a long time. Do you mind if I go after pretty women first?

Not at all, just make sure you leave a note to Anjali. She might just expedite the process of throwing you out of the house.

Whatever! Aman was about to exit when he heard Arnav inquiring with men over phone about his mom's whereabout status.

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Its been 4 months since we brought in any money to the welfare. If we continue like this for another 2 months, all those women I saved will once again be on road. 7 month pregnant Khushi, wrapping her slender fingers around her bloomed tummy, swinging her feet one careful step at a time, paced across her bedroom in frustration while Arnav sat in a couch listening patiently to issues at her work.

What went wrong with Deena? I thought you really liked her!

She stopped for a moment and gasped for breath to converse, Liked? I loved her. She is an idiot to throw away all these in the last min. Noticing Arnav's confusion, Khushi clarified further. She said she is too disturbed to tackle the men. All because of her father.

Her father? Whats up with her father? Arnav voiced in extreme alertness knowing who her father is.

Long story short, her father is convicted of a murder and had been bothering her for last 3 months to bail him out. It seems his trial is coming up in a month, so she is too distressed as she is called for witness against him. Sometimes I feel like beating the lights out of that man for all that he did. She said in exasperated tone. Oh mind you, I sure would have I weren't this big today. She said pointing to her belly.

Arnav though smiled at her such amusing antics, he knew if he left this unaddressed, he wouldnt be surprised if she really shows up at prison to beat the man. Reaching her in few long strides, he made her sit on the bed. Next time if you need to talk, sit down and talk. You are going crazy for breath.

Sipping water from her tiny bottle which these days tags along with her like second skin, she nodded sighing in tiredness.

I have a solution where you can pool in money without making someone do what you were doing?

Khushi already having an inclination what it is going to be, firmly said, No I dont want charity from you in this.

Who said I am hurting your self-respect here?

Khushi looked up into his determined eyes which nowhere tried to undermine her capabilities.

Taking her hand into his, Khushi, it takes only very few to do what you were doing without allowing themselves to become as preys. You played very dangerously because thats how you had always been, be it our fight in the beginning or media fight...a natural smile played on his lips remembering those days but only to vanish the next moment...and this whole es..this thing of punishing men is on whole different level. What do you think Khushi, all those men whom you targeted have become saints now? They will keeping screwing on death bed if its even possible.

What do you have to suggest? Agreeing to him on that last point, she leaned on his shoulder feeling sharp pain on her lower back.

Khushi every year I donate a certain percentage of AR Earnings to several welfare organizations. But last few years I have been thinking of supporting an idea which has absolutely no money to start with, or no power to lead it in direction of success. Unlike other companies I acquire, I would take care of everything including start-up costs, labor, location, marketing, A-Z everything that got to do to make it run. The contracts will be in place and once started in full fledge, the company will owe me my share of profits. I have been thinking about doing this for those underprivileged young adults who dream big.

Squeezing her cheek against his shoulder, she mumbled in fatigue, Thats really fantastic. I am very impressed with the idea but I dont see how it is going to work in my case, because none of the women are educated to employ even in a small scale business nor have we time to educate them and push them on field.

You are not getting me Khushi. The idea can be anything. Doesnt need to have some great invention. I have quite a few in my mind but again I am not sure if you would like those. So you think and tell me if there is any field where you can employ them without worrying much about their educational background. There are so much out there in the world, you just need to choose...But yeah..He stopped averting his gaze away hesitating to continue further..

What? She nudged his elbow.

But I can understand if you dont have faith in doing this with me, considering the past.

She looked up to meet his caramel eyes that shone bright in gold under the night lamp that screamed nothing but his integrity and uprightness, You are right, this time it would not be just me, hundreds of women will be dependant on my each step. I would hate to see them suffering again.

I understand. He said assuming that his offer had been politely rejected.

So if we decide to consider this seriously, I dont think it should be concerning if we have a foolproof plan, stringent policies and cost-plus contracts where I would pay the total investment you made, but of course over the period of time. And I would want absolutely no involvement of yours once everything is paid off.

Oh I would prefer you keep me away from all of it, too many women to handle. He smiled assuring her freedom.

Khushi gleed, Mein ek kaafi hoon aapkeliye!

You got that part right...Chuckling at her possessive stare, Arnav stood up pulling the duvet from the sides of the bed. Lets think about the options we have tomorrow, now its time to sleep. Lie down.  

Grasping her hand firmly, he waited until she shifted herself to comfortable position. Holding his hand, she slowly lowered herself onto the bed, resting on her side as she should no longer sleep on her back. Next few mins, Arnav mechanically tucked her, supported her back with over-sized pillow, made sure water jug is filled with water, averting her lingering gaze on him. He knew what she is expecting silently which he is not sure yet.  

He leaned closer and pressed his lips fondly on her forehead, Good Night! He whispered.

She smiled as he retreated to the exit.

Black & White!!! She called him feebly from behind.

Next moment she found him hurtling his feet worriedly to her, Do you need something?

She wanted to explain him how badly she needed to feel his warmth next to her on the bed. She wanted him to know she is having great difficulty turning on the bed with heavy baby bump but she couldnt as she realized if he wanted he would have closed that distance long back. But the fact that he is still maintaining certain distance from her shut her mouth every night she was about to plea him to stay.

She nodded No and changed the topic to the convenience, What was the idea you had in your mind,

Industrial Cleaning! I will explain in detail later if you are interested. But now I want you stop thinking and sleep in peace. He smiled and kissed her forehead one more time and left the room but not before she acknowledged with a smile.

And soon extreme fatigue, drifted her into a deep slumber which is when Arnav re-entered and took the couch to sleep like every other day. What Khushi didnt know was, ever since Arnav found her holding his hand for support to lie herself down on the bed, he realized she might need his help even in the middle of the night. Since then, even if its a slightest move in any hour of the night, he would be there to hold her hand and turn her to a comfortable position, readjusting her pillows, her blanket.

And just like every other time, she would reward him with beautiful dazzling smile even in deep sleep.

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The next day Arnav was on his way home returning from work when he received call from Aman informing about the exact location of his mother, he had been actively looking for months. Arnav who is known for his diligence at channelising his thoughts and performing by the need of the hour couldnt quite succeed well in last few months with the anticipation of meeting his mother.

Now that he is finally a step away meeting his mother he wasnt sure if he is strong enough to face the past that kept lingering in his life as part of his dolor dreams. He almost steered his vehicle to the address given by Aman but his heart's need to have one glimpse of his wife, made him continue to the destination he intended to reach.

He opened the door to find her walking towards him like a cute teddy bear with overgrown belly. The radiant smile on her lips brought so much peace washing away all the turbulence he had been battling for last few mins. In one stride, he reached her, uncaring that Nani is sitting in the living room, he turned her around and hugged her from behind.

Khushi knew something is wrong, as this was very rare of him to pounce for a hug these days, especially when there had been absolutely no physical intimacy for quite some time except holding hands, wrapping arms around shoulders, and good night kisses. The possessive wrap of his arms just right above her chest made her realize that she mistook their relation all this while as married couple when in fact all they had been doing is living like nothing but friends.

The gentle squeeze of his embrace evoked buried intimate feelings in her and before she knew her hand raised up to rake through his hair in a gentle caress, as she whispered, Kuch tou hua hai aaj?

I missed you today, thats what happened! He whispered resting his cheek on her shoulder.

She tilted her head to take a good look at him, when he squeezed her more against him saying, I need to be somewhere in an hour, Could you make some coffee for me while I get ready.

She nodded with a warm smile as he inched up and placed a peck on her ears saying Thank You!

A simple peck warmed her up immensely, craving for more. Heading towards his room, he wished Nani nonchalantly and earned a huge chuckle which is when Khushi realized that they were not alone. Biting her tongue naughtily, she proceeded to cater her husband's demand.

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One thing in relationship with Khushi that taught Arnav is how to be indifferent to the outside world, painting the perfect picture they wished to see, without exposing the inner torment and slipping through the vulnerable times. Thats exactly what Arnav did when he saw her as soon as he returned home. He found solace in her arms without even letting her know that he needed one.

Wearing blue suade and calf skin Derby shoes, Arnav looked quite lost in his own thoughts ready to leave to confront his past. Standing up from the ottomon placed at the foyer, he fixed his trousers saying, Have dinner on time!

She smiled and waved bye as he walked towards the door, his heart turning heavy with each step he took towards the exit.

Suniye! The word tainted with her blushing tone, soothed his nerves as he turned around amused, hearing her addressing him like that for the first time. He didnt know a simple word like that could be felt so intimately intimate.

He smirked rooting up his eyebrows questioningly.

Kab tak aayenge?

Soon! He smiled as she reached upto him.

Surprising him, she threw her arms around his neck, hugging from the side as he wrapped his arm around her waist. Khushi had been feeling little restless from the time he freshened up and stepped out to drink coffee. Unlike any other evening, where they sit together and chat about the work, he seemed too lost and engrossed in something else that he didnt utter a word and mostly replied with low tone Hmms. He had never gone out on work once he returned from office and so his sudden plan on this evening so-called important work made her suspicious and worrisome. She felt the urge to hug him for her own sanity to relieve her overwhelming tension that started building up inside of her.

I thought I could use this hug until you return. She whispered snuggling close to his chest.

Me too! was his whispered reply choking back his mental distress.

Khushi was not too naive to overlook at how fragile he sounded. Where are you going? She looked up and asked him with utmost curiosity.

Khu..

Dont even try evading the topic. Tell me.

To meet the lady who abandoned me. His tone throwing traces of shiver he had been going through.

Your..Mother?...wait a min here. She rushed as quick as she could and came out with her clutch and cell phone.

Lets go! She said slipping her swollen pregnancy feet into slip-ons.

Khushi, thats not needed. You need to stay home. He said sternly.

You dont tell me what I need to do, when you didnt feel the need to tell this beforehand. She walked towards the exit saying in exasperated tone.

He stopped holding her elbow glowering at her, Stay home!

Please let me be once what you want me to be, what we both want me to be, Your Wife! You may dont need me but I need you. I will die thousand deaths here worrying about you.

He loosened his grip sighing in defeat. Wait here! Saying in mellowed tone, he walked over to kitchen only to return with bag of fruits, chocolates and other necessities for her.

Taking out the tamarind candy, her latest craving out of the wrap, he handed it over to his stubborn wife, curving his lips into a genuine happiness. Ready?

Did you take your taveez? She reminded him hesitantly.

Yeah lets go! Saying nonchalantly, he laced his palm into hers and led her out but not before informing Nani to have dinner and sleep as they will be late.

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The drive has been excruciatingly silent as he spoke nothing and if Khushi is right, he is probably nervous to see whats in store for him. As he drove the car into narrow roads behind Thane railway station, into the middle class community, his heart raced up in unknown fear, the word Kachra surreptitiously playing in his mind. Truth be told, he had no idea what to expect of this, and wondered even if this is all worth it.

I curious to know how does she look like. He uttered in low tone with his eyes glued to the building where she lives.

Khushi cupped his hand on the gear assuring him silently as he parked the car before the worn-out building. This is the building. He said taking a long moment to seep in the baffled emotions he is going through.

Can I come with you? She asked tapping his elbow.

Ofcourse, didnt you say you want to be my wife. Come with me, because I need you. He kissed her knuckles and stepped out of the car. He came around to help her get down and grabbed her stole and water bottle for her.

Without being said or being asked, Khushi hugged his arm to comfort him, walking along with him.

Every step he closed in, reminded him how far he had come in life without a blessing hand on his head. He stood in front of the door, and before he could ring the bell, Khushi tugged him closer and kissed his cheek, I am with you all the way...

He nodded acknowledging her confidence in what they have made out of themselves, an unconditional bond which never needs words, never demanded luxury of emotions. And before he could flourish in the confidence she showered, the door opened and emerged a beautiful lady in late 40's dressed in cream cotton, her hair pinned up into a bun, forehead adorned in beautiful temple red. She was thin, slender and has the most expressive eyes in the world.

He's got her eyes, was the first comment Khushi's mind made.

Kaun chahiye aapko? The lady questioned inquisitively in soft tone.

His eyes brimmed in tears and Khushi could feel tremors from his skin as she clutched onto him more firmly. Arnav couldnt say a word in response, he took the taveez and showed it to her.

Clearing his throat, Do you remember this Ma'm? He asked politely choking down his tormented emotions.

The lady extended her hand through the iron grill door and looked at it suspiciously...

Aapne kabhi isse kachre mein phenka tha?

Khushi pressed her cheek to his arm as she broke into silent tears with his question.

Kabhi aap ek din kay bache ko kachre mein phenk aye thi?  

The lady looked up in shock as she remembered the unfortunate night of her life. Beta, aap...Her eyes streamed in tears as she hurtled to open the iron door to the couple.

Come inside, please! She said sniffling.

Arnav didnt move, not willing to step in. Khush nudged him whispering, Lets go, get it over your chest. She nudged him once more to enter.

Kuch lenge? Asked the flustered woman wiping her tears as they sat down.

You havent answered me. Arnav prompted once again.

She sat next to him and tried to take his hand in a pleading way when he fisted it, reluctant to his mother's touch.

Aapka naam kya hain? She asked in choked voice.

Arnav chuckled mocking at his own life, I am probably the first son in this world whose mother doesnt even know the name of her child. His eyes streamed in painful tears averted away from his mother,  towards Khushi, not willing to show his yenning for a motherly figure in his life.

Khushi gently rubbed his arm comforting him. The numbing silence engulfed the room and Arnav couldnt control his curiosity to look around the room. There was a portrait of her with her husband and 2 kids of probably in late teens. Happy family! he deduced noticing the smiles on their faces, when he heard her speaking.

I was 18 when you were born out of love. He is your father. She pointed the man in the picture, Arnav noticed a moment ago. None of our parents wanted me to continue my pregnancy but I fought for you. We came out of the house, he worked to run the family. You were the first symbol of what and I Shekar treasured. Shekar supported me throughout the pregnancy but when I delivered, he couldnt handled it. He couldnt believe that he is father of a child and neither did I. We panicked, and we regretted we made a mistake bringing a life into this world. Within hours after your birth, we realized we wont even be able to feed you. We had no money, no proper job, no financial backup to feed a family. So that night hastily, we...She couldnt continue as she broke into tears.

You trashed me into the pile of garbage, for me to beg through the streets, eat leftovers that lied by the sides of the streets. Is that what you are saying Mrs. Nair? He stood up ferociously leaving Khushi's hand.

She nodded No, quite shocked to learn his childhood which no way looked closer to how he is dressed at the moment.

Has any of your child had gone without eating one meal? Or beaten to death for few paise? Has any of your f**king child wished they were dead before they woke up every single morning? BECAUSE I DID. BECAUSE YOU GUYS MADE ME INTO IT.

Khushi tried to get up from the sunken sofa to calm him but she couldnt with the weight of her bump...She stretched her hand to reach him but Arnav was unstoppable bursting his pent up emotions, tears no where to stop from his raged eyes.

So explain me Ma'm, how exciting those few mins of s*x must be, to ruin a child for life? When my wife could give me up for her child? Why the hell didnt you give up your coward lover. Khushi looked at him thunderstruck as she never imagined that he felt that way all along. The fact that he said those words in such distressed moment, made her realize if this could be reason why he is feeling insecure, stopping himself from bridging the gap between them. But then he cant be blamed for his insecurities as she was the one who seeded in him. She was broken out of her thoughts with his mother's loud cry.

Please stop. I am sorry. I am very sorry. I regretted and cried every single night for the mistake I had done, for what we had done to you.

Baba, the man who brought me up, inspite of his beatings, and cussings, I realized today he is far better than you people. At least he didnt try to abandon me.

Please forgive us.

He stood there watching his mother break down but it didnt matter to him nor he melted for what he had gone through in life for their recklessness giving into hormones. In one stride, he reached Khushi, Lets go! He helped her stand up as she held her tummy.

Wait, beta tumhara naam? His mother asked hesitantly.

He looked at her with intense rage and accusing eyes that she instantly dropped her eyes to the floor, You will never know my name and that is the punishment I give you for your deeds.

As Arnav was about to lead the way out, she stopped him and walked back to his mother. That belongs to me! Khushi pointed to the taveez in Mrs. Nair's hand. Before his mother could give it, Khushi was already half way taking it from her hands.

I pity you from the bottom of my heart for losing someone like him, who could have brought the entire world to your feet, had you showered one blessing upon him. Just one would have made difference. Anyway I owe you a thanks...for this...she pointed to the taveez, Thank you Ma'm for leaving this with him, without which I dont think I would have made or met my life. Khushi fisted the taveez and joined Arnav out leaving the past behind for ever.

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It was around 11 by the time Khushi and Arnav reached home. Arnav didnt utter a word ever since they started their drive back, not favorably returned any of Khushi's gestures. He became too rigid and mechanical to even reach out for a simple touch.

Fresh up and come, we will eat dinner. He left to his room without waiting for Khushi's reply.

Khushi didnt had the courage to defy him tonight. She silently agreed to his every word. Changing into night pants of thigh length, she couldnt ponder over her confusion on how this man could have possibly hurt her all those months back. A mere insecurity cant be the entire reason for their separation as he always stated. Based on what she heard tonight, if he is a man who acts up aloof due to insecurities, she wouldnt be in the same house for that matter. He would have chucked her out in fear of loss.

The next hour went painfully slow in silence as they finished the dinner. While Khushi cleaned up the table and went to her room to brush, he cleared the vessels from kitchen shutting it down for the night. Helping Khushi to settle on the bed, he made her drink milk and take her medicines.

Checking the room temperature, he tucked her cozily under warm sheets and kissed her good night. As he turned to leave, she caught his hand, to which he feigned a smile. You need to sleep, your eyes are very tired. He cupped her cheek and once again he didnt let her say anything as he didnt want to break down in front of her considering her fragile health.

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Sleep nowhere near, Khushi restlessly lied down in one position, with her eyes glued on the man who didnt move an inch on his bed on the other side of the door. Hours passed and she felt guilty for leaving him alone this night when he needed her most and when he explicitly told her that. She tried to lift herself on her elbow to get down the bed but it became impossible with the baby weight within her. Few more attempts made her wonder how she always ends up waking up facing the other side each night. She looked through the glass window and smiled seeing the answer in front of her, realizing he had been here every night to help her.

I was right, only Khushi Singh Raizada can live with this lifetime riddle called ASR.

With grim determination, she made one more attempt to lift herself on her forearm and finally succeeded pulling herself up. She sighed in exhaustion taking a glance at him. Stepping down, she grabbed her water bottle, phone and walked out of the room.

She stood infront of his room to knock on his door. But something silly thought nagged in her mind if she really needed to knock on his door. Her decision to enter the room is going to change their lives from tonight, from friends to wife and husband. Stepping in as wife, she should never feel the need to knock on that door as that belongs to her as well. With smile on her face, she gently pushed the door opened and found him splaying on the bed with his head turned the other way.

Closing the door behind her, she walked over to the bed and placed her phone and water bottle on the side table. Supporting her backhip with one arm, she sat down slowly on the bed and lowered herself with support of her forearm.

Lying down next to him, she raked her fingers in his hair. He looked at the source of tender touch in confusion creasing his forehead and saying Khushi, almost as a whisper.

Her slender fingers traced his forehead down to his jaw and cupped his tear-stricken face. Her heart sank in pain seeing him vulnerable,  I want to hold you by my heart but I cant do with this belly. Can you help me coming closer to me? She asked pursing her lips battling her own emotions hoping that she will bring some peace to his distressed heart.

She shook her head subtly one more time, encouraging him to come near her. Without a moment wait, he crawled over and rested his head on her chest, with fresh pool of tears brimming in his eyes.  

She wrapped her arm around his shoulder and held him close to her heart, in effort to relieve him of all the pain.  

Why is s*x so important in a relation that they forget the consequences? He mumbled on her tshirt.

Stroking his hair lovingly, comforting every pang in his heart as he continued, Why do people act on something they cant live upto their decision. How could they leave a day child in trash Posy? How could they be so merciless? What right do they have to punish me? I fail to understand why am I being punished in every relation I wished? What is my mistake in all of it?

Tears streamed through her eyes imagining the extent of torment this man must have faced in his life. She chinned his face up to look at her. Cupping his jaw, she tugged him up a little and pressed her lips firmly soothing the distressed lines off his forehead.

It never was and never will be your mistake! She pulled him closer and kissed his teary lashes, If anyone believes it or not, I always believed my man can never do a mistake.

He circled his arm around her chest and hugged her tightly. Dipping his head in the crook of her neck, he shed silent tears, crying his overwhelming heart out.

Sometimes few things go out of control, we cant judge anyone until we are sure what they had been through. You made me realize quite a few things today. He looked up to meet her sullen eyes.

Today I realized why you said Thanks to my mom. She cupped his face and pulled him closer. Your every action has a reason, hasnt it? She smiled wiping his cheeks, You have the best mother anyone could wish for. That is Nani. If I were you I would not mind the struggle I had taken in my childhood so that I could meet that selfless old woman, who had no business to stay in this house and suffer your wife's rants but she still does spreading her warm smile and love unconditionally. He smiled at her rants part and took her palm into his. You will not find a better mother than her Black&White, trust me.

He kissed on the underside of her wrist whispering, Are you for real?

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This Update is dedicated to all mothers who hold their children in their protective web through thick and thin...