(_ ArHi FF_) ~Devastated ~ Thread 1 - Page 73

Great update but emotional

Why the heck is he doing this?
He could take khushi to Australia by himself >.<

excellent updates 21 to 23

Ok seriously what's the hell wrong with arnav is he insan what hell khushi should leave him he is become insane if he doesn't love her y he is spending nights with her for lust. He can use anyone seriously I want khushi to blast on him badly n leave him right this instant 😡

OMG.. this is too bad... I don't know what Khushi will do now..

Felt bad for Kushi. just want to know what Kushi will do next. waiting for next update.

Part 24

"I should have stopped you the moment I felt it weren't my Arnav ji, he was never so harsh never careless with me, you hurt me and I kept murmuring your name to make you feel that I was fine but you were in reality a demon..."

Anger was jolting up in him for himself, for making her cry and he poured it on her, "Yes you are right it wasn't any Arnav ji of yours Khushi Kumari Gupta it was ASR...you get that? Who hates you more than anything. Yes it wasn't love what you felt, it was utilization of your useless body for you are not more than a piece of crap on the earth..."

And then he left.

His cruel, spiteful, brutal, nasty, unkind words echoing within her. Few hours back what Payal had said to her, she had been absolutely right by calling him a beast, all those years her parents and Bua ji had been right who had been wrong was her.

He had been the one she had waited for, he had been the one she had preserved herself for but when he himself wanted to get rid of her what was the use of denying a man who was ready to accept her. She wiped her tears and promised to desire him never again and promised not to cry for that beast again.

In the morning at the dining table chaos erupted when the household were told of Dhruv and Khushi's marriage after 5 days. Everyone refused with the exception of Subhadra Raizada, Payal and the twins.

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Arnav barged in Khushi's room in the afternoon. She was startled and scared to face him again. Without bringing about an elaborated conversation he just made her hold a glass of water and a pill. "Have it..." he ordered.

She immediately replied defiantly, "What for?"

"To prevent you from conceiving and aborting any child if there is."

Horrified was an understatement for what she felt now. The man standing before her was insane and shameless he still possessed the guts to confront her when he should have been ashamed of himself.

"I won't take any tablet" She kept aside the glass and threw the medicine in some corner of room. "Khushi don't argue, just do what I am saying, I don't want a messy situation afterwards."

"Why? Can't you deal with a situation? Why do you think it's easy to get over what you do so easily? Years back I answered the world when you lived peacefully, I faced their taunts and never ending questions now it's your time and I won't let you skip it so easily."

But whatever she said didn't matter to him, he was adamant on his decision. He took out another tablet and was just forcing it out of the packet when Anjali came in the room. He scrunched the packet and threw it under the side table.

Anjali instructed Arnav to go out of the room as she had to talk to Khushi in private.

After closing the door Anjali directly confronted Khushi, "Do you even have a hint of the impact your decision would have Khushi ji?"

"I am not wanting to be an orthodox now, you are a mother and this marriage would adversely affect your children."

"They are not mine, they are Arnav's, they are in his custody and I am independent to do whatever I want" Khushi spoke confidently as if Aleisha and Karan didn't really mean anything to her but it only her who knew the courage required to say this.

"Why are you speaking like Arnav? Do these manmade rules overshadow your blood relation with your children?"

"Di it's not really about rules and relations it's about time. I can't neglect my life for them I have to move on nor should I stick to them forever."

Khushi had disappointed Anjali this time, seeing this rude behavior Anjali left the room without any more discussion. She told Naani and Akash that they should not oppose to her marriage because she was happy with it.

*~*

When the rituals began, each one of them seemed a step towards Khushi's spiritual death. It was no less than a punishment for Arnav himself. He hated when she made Dhruv wear the ring, when Dhruv wore her ring, when the Haldi which had been put Dhruv was applied on her or when Dhruv would take her out in the garden. Shashi, Garima or Bua ji did not have any objection because the most important thing for them had been that Khushi should get away from Arnav.

*~*

The twins were with Khushi studying for their Math's test in her room. "Mumma please explain this problem..." Khushi took the book fom Aleisha and started reading the word problem aloud so that Karan joined them. Khushi was about to finish the problem when Karan pushed the book down. He asked earnestly, "Mumma after getting married to Dhruv uncle you won't go away from us na?"

"Don't call her your mother" it was Dhruv. He had been hearing their conversation from a while. It seemed that they had forgot that they shouldn't call her their mother but in reality this term was something they were totally unaware of.

"Meri mumma hain tou mein unhe mumma hee kahoon gi" Aleisha and Karan both hugged Khushi tightly as they did whenever they had felt the fear of her going away from them. "Mumma aap humari ho na?" Karan asked, his eyes were welled with tears ready to burst anytime.

"Khushi I won't accept this, tell them that you are no more their mother as they think" Dhruv walked off angrily. Khushi's silence had encouraged the fear in twins, they had started crying. She couldn't console them this time because her life was itself concentrated with grief. It had been Arnav who told the twins that if they wanted to see her happy they must do as they had been said. Since their mothers happiness was above all for them they agreed with a heavy heart.

Dhruv's parents had been unable to come so it was decided to have simple marriage without relatives in India and another one in Sydney where most of Dhruv's friends resided.

*~*

No one had seemed kind enough to recognize the pain she had been undergoing these 3 days. Tomorrow she would be getting married to Dhruv, everything was prepared and now there was no way out. Yes she had promised not to cry because of that man but she couldn't stand it anymore. At midnight when the hall had been empty she went to her Devi Maiyya. She had knelt down and started crying severely. She cried at her destiny which played games every time something good would happen, she cried that she loved a man who hated her, she cried for her children who had been the most precious gifts to her and she would part from them, she cried for reciprocating when Dhruv had hugged for she had been helpless, she cried for having a miserable life.

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Hari Prakash had handed to Anjali two pills he had been handed by the cleaning boy. Anjali had immediately recognized them and had been stunned that they had been in their home. Due to busy atmosphere in the house she stayed quiet but had gone to Payal as soon as she got the opportunity. She had narrated to Payal their purpose and Payal had straightaway disagreed for using them. Anjali trusted Payal, her facial expressions had justified her innocence but the question that who had been using those pills was not over yet.

That very night Anjali went to kitchen for seeing that the left over food had been kept in the fridge. She stopped as she was coming, Arnav had the same pills in his hand. Anjali got nervous, why did Arnav have those? She hid herself behind the door to see what was he exactly doing. Arnav dissolved that medicine in a glass of milk and went out of the kitchen.

Anjali quietly followed him, she wanted to know why Arnav had been using the pills.

Arnav went and sat beside Khushi. She was sitting in front of Devi Maiyya, with her head down. Yet she felt his presence and looked up to him. Her eyes were red as she cried perpetually. She took his hands and rested her forehead on them. "Arnav ji, I don't want to marry Dhruv. He is not a bad person but I don't want to. I have been performing all the rituals but I have forced myself to. Arnav ji it's all because of the vow, I can't risk your and my children's lives, I can't risk the purity of our love but after all what I have been doing I cannot cope up with the situation anymore, I can't do what lies before me" Then she got up and went to the kitchen. She came back with a knife. She cupped his face, "I have always loved you Arnav ji, no matter how much I try to hate you I can't and you hate me. You always pretended to love me for revenge right? And you know the best way to take revenge is murdering your opponent. Here have this knife, I am before you, kill me with your own hands in any way you want. This way your aim and my wish to skip marrying Dhruv would be fulfilled" She handed the knife to him leaving him dumbstruck. This woman had gone insane was the only thought in his mind. He kept aside the knife "No Khushi I won't do this." "Why? Why don't you want to kill me? I am a piece of crap on this earth right? My children have stopped loving me as they did before and so have I so what should I live for?"

"Khushi I don't want to suffer afterwards for this" he said.

She was crying finding no way out of the situation. Her vision started to blur, her limbs felt weak and she collapsed on the floor. He shook her but she didn't gain consciousness. He carried her to her room. Anjali too hurried to Naani's room to inform her of the situation. Arnav flicked some water on Khushi's face. She was still semi conscious. This blackout made him afraid that she might have conceived. He went and quickly brought the milk he prepared earlier.

Naani had been reluctant to believe what Anjali told her, their Chotte she believed couldn't fall so low. For Naani's confirmation Anjali and Naani hid behind Khushi's room curtains.

Arnav felt bad that he was doing this with someone who trusted him more than anything but he promised that he would be using her innocence for the last time. She was even unable to sit up by herself. He supported her and kept a pillow to make her feel easy. When he gave her milk she refused by keeping her hand. "What happened?" he asked. Her fingers started caressing his face "Arnav ji I don't need anything but you." He hugged her lightly and she drew her arms on his back never wanting to let him go. Every moment during that hug made her realize how incomplete she was without him, how desperate her love had become and that it could never cease now.

He broke the hug and started making her drink milk. Anjali took the glass of milk and threw it. Frustrated and disappointed with her brother she slapped Arnav. Khushi was just clueless, how Anjali and Naani came here and why did Anjali slap Arnav.

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Please don't throw jooti's and chapal's. It's Khushi the one who survives for Arnav she has to be like this.😊 Be sure to leave your comments, likes and suggestions. Thank you for reading, will be back soon😃

torturing her to no extent just because he is guilty. that is totally unfair and he is doing a great sin. waiting eagerly for the next update.

i hate this asr khushi should die making arnav realise his mistakes
n then he will be hated by his own children