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Wonderful chapter , showed Arnav's character in a different light.
Behind the stubborn , arrogant man is a man who is deeply in love and who cannot see his love in pain . And I really liked it that you showed Arnav still pinning for Khushi .. I never understand completely the characters who become all sacrificing all of a sudden so I feel your characterization of Arnav is close to reality 👍🏼
In the beginning I thought it was a continuation of last chapter and Arnav is returning after meeting Khushi but OMG 2 years have passed. And though he went away from her , he still misses her , needs her and wants her . And was the mighty ASR praying , wow I didn't see that coming 😲
So something's wrong in India , much wrong that he rushed back to Khushi . My guess, Rudra's not there anymore . And so Arnav has returned with a promise to make Khushi's life happy n colorful again .. (hey , that's my guess , but you often surprise me with your twists .. so Iam not going to overthink or guess more 🤪 )
Arnav s re entry and true to ASR persona , straight to point ... will you marry me ? Ah oh Khushi's not gonna say yes .. More heart break, more tears ..but my curiosity still remains .. I have been asking since starting .. I wanna know what happened in the past that Khushi left Arnav.. Tell me , tell me , jaldi jaldi .. Update soon dear :)
Part 9
"Will you marry me?"
He regretted the moment those words left his mouth. And the loathing he saw in her eyes made him literally flinch back. But he was not in his senses, he was not! Seeing her in those clothes, a color she herself detests. The dark black circles under her eyes, telling the story of her sleepless nights. She looked more petite than he remembered. No shine in her eyes. The previous Khushi was lost somewhere in a thin air and what left was just a ghost of her.
He lifted his hand to his cheek.
Was...was he crying?
"I asked what are you doing here? Get out of my house!!" Khushi got out of the bed.
"Khushi!!" her mother came running inside the room. "Khushi, why are you shouting?" she caught her shoulder and tried to make her sit on the bed.
"No! I will not sit. Tell him to get out of my room! "
"Shhh...I will tell him. You don't shout. Sit here"
"I will not sit. What is he doing here? He is here to mock me." Khushi looked at him. "Right? You here to see how miserable I am, aren't you? You are here to make me feel how miserable I am without you. You are here to laugh at my state, right? You wanted this, right? You wanted Rudra to leave me... he left me ... he left me ... he is gone ... You are happy, aren't you? " She looked at her Amma, Khushi's whole form trembling. "Amma, he is here to laugh at me. He is here to mock me. He... he always gets what he wants... Always Amma... always..."
Garima cupped Khushi's face, helpless tears filling her eyes.
"Khushi, shhh... Relax ... Don't panic, please ... he is here to talk... nothing else... How is he responsible for everything? ... you are being implausible, Khushi. This things are not in anyone's hand..."
"No Amma, he is Arnav Singh Raizada. He gets what he wants. He always gets. He wanted Rudra to leave me, see he left me. He always gets what he wants... Always Amma... Always ... Always..." Khushi sat on the bed, drawing her knees close to her chest. Her eyes blank, staring at nothing.
Garima looked at her daughter, the tears fell down on her wrinkled cheek. Her daughter is lost, she is lost. She can give anything to have her old Khushi back. Anything.
"He always gets what he wants ... He always, Amma ... He took Rudra away ... It's all because of him... Rudra is not with me because he wanted this... He ... I will not give him anything now ... He will take everything ... Everything, Amma... " Khushi rocked herself back and forth, her mind no longer supporting her.
Arnav stood there, dumbstruck. She thinks Rudra is no more because he wanted that. He wanted that? Arnav asked himself. No! He didn't wanted that. All he wanted was Khushi. He had prayed only for her. He had not prayed any ill for Rudra. He only wanted her to come back to him, but not at the stake of Rudra's life. He...
Arnav looked at her trembling form in her mother's arm. He didn't wanted that! He turned back, wanting to leave this place, the place suffocating him.
But what he heard next made him stop dead in his track. He turned back to look at her.
"I... will marry him... Amma tell him I will marry him ... I will..."
"Shh... Khushi, keep quiet. You are not in your senses. You sleep, we will talk tomorrow." Garima tried to make her sleep, but Khushi resisted.
"No Amma, he wants to marry me. I will marry him. ..." Khushi got up from the bed, wiping any traces of tear from her cheek. "Arnav ji, I will marry you ... Come ..." Khushi took a step ahead.
"Khushi stop! You are not in your senses. .." Garima stood in front of her daughter and cupped her face. "Sweetheart, relax. Don't think too much. Relax, we will talk tomorrow. You need to relax...come .." Garima tried to take her to the bed but Khushi stood still.
Her mind was clouded with fear. The man standing in front of her gets everything he wants but she is not ready to give him the only thing she has now. She will not. The fear of losing that thing was the only thing running in her mind, cloaking all other thoughts.
"No. I will not go anywhere. He wants to marry me. I will marry him, I will Amma. " Khushi shrugged her mother's hand and went towards Arnav.
"Arnav ji, you want to marry me, right? We will marry. We will marry today."
Arnav looked at her. Her tears had dried and the face blank, giving away nothing. She wants to marry? She wants to marry him! His mind stopped at that. What more he wants? The reason doesn't matters. What matters is she. He wants her and she is ready to be his. He need nothing else!
"Are you sure Khushi..?" and he regretted the minute those words left his mouth. Fear gripped him. What if she says no? But relief washed over him as he heard her speak.
"Yes. I am sure..."
"Khushi, you are not! You are not going anywhere with him!" Garima chided her.
"No Amma, I will go. I am fine , don't worry. I am fine...Aapko... apko hamari kasam, aap hume nahi rokengi ..."
Garima sat on the bed, the tears taking their course. Her heart pained seeing her daughter leaving with him. Her hand lifted to her mouth to muffle the sobs. This is not right! Khushi is afraid. She is just afraid. Afraid that he will take the only thing she is left with.
Garima got up, determined to stop her daughter.
"Khushi wait! You can't do this. Go back inside. I said come..." she caught Khushi's hand and tried to pull her but Khushi resisted.
"Why Amma? You wanted me to get married again. Then what is the problem? I am marrying him."
"I want you to get married, but not like this. I don't want you to marry him because you think..."
"I will marry him, Amma. Aapko hamari kasam, ab aap humko nahi rokengi..."
And she was gone...
Arnav took Khushi to a temple, her hand in his. She had not said a word throughout the drive. But he consoled himself. Once she is his, he can take care of that. He can make her happy once again. He can fill colors in her life again. He will love her and everything will be alright.
Arnav smiled. Everything will be alright. He will make everything alright.
Never in his 30 year of life was Arnav Singh Raizada this wrong.
Khushi allowed him to do everything he wanted to do. She kept quiet as he summoned the Purohit to prepare for their wedding. She remained quiet as the Purohit questioned him about her white clothes. She kept quiet as he took her hand and lead her towards the holy fire. She stayed quiet as they took the pheras and she kept quiet as he tied the mangalsutra around her neck and filled her partition with the vermillion. She just kept quiet!
Something lifted from his heart as he took in the little color he has filled in her life for now. He was happy. The happiest man in the world.
And he was so drugged in his happiness that he denied to feel the pain of the heart he claims to own, to love.
Arnav again caught her cold hand and took her towards the car.
Arnav entered his room where he had left Khushi just a minute ago and was back again with dinner. He don't know whether she had had her dinner or not but all the happenings would have worn her off. He saw her sitting on the bed, staring at nothing. Locking the door, he made his way towards her.
"Khushi,dinner.." Arnav kept the plate on the coffee table. "I have called Garima aunty, she was worried, I told her I will take you tomorrow to meet her. You have your dinner and sleep." Arnav looked at her, expecting some reply but got none.
"Khushi, you..."
"Why?"
Arnav stared at her.
"What why, Khushi?" Arnav asked confused.
"Why should I sleep? Do whatever you want to do with me. I am your wife now..."
Arnav closed his eyes, praying for some patience. He had never liked that tone of her!
"Khushi, sleep. We will talk tomorrow."
"Why? Do you also think I am not in my senses? But if you can marry me like this then you can also do anything you please with me.. "
"Khushi, you are being unreasonable. I just ..."
"No. I don't want to listen anything. Just finish what you want to do with me. But please... please don't take away the only thing I have. Please Arnav ji... I beg you ... Please ..."
"What are you telling? I have taken NOTHING from you, Khushi. Rudra is no more, that's not because of me. You are being silly!"
"It's because of you. You wanted me and see now, I am with you! You wanted it! You wanted this to happen. You wanted it and it happened." Khushi joined her hands, the dried eyes filling again. "But please... please don't take the only one thing I have with me ... I beg you ... please, Arnav ji... please..."
Arnav caught her joined hands in his.
"Khushi, what are you telling? Please try to understand, it's not like this. Please...and what ...what are you ... "
"Don't ... don't wish any ill for my baby... please Arnav ji..."
Arnav's hand fell to his sides. He staggered back, his eyes felling at her stomach. B...a...by?
"Khushi...?"
"Please... now I have nothing except my baby. Please don't wish any ill for my baby, Arnav ji. I will die without my baby. Please I beg you... I beg you Arnav ji... please..." Khushi sat on the bed, her legs gave away, but her pleading continued.
Arnav looked at Khushi. He walked and knelt before her, taking her hand in his.
"Khushi?...baby...?"
"My baby... Rudra's baby... I lost him, I don't want to lose my baby... please don't wish any ill for my baby...please, Arnav ji...please... I beg you... I will do anything ... Anything you want ... I married you ...Do whatever you want ... But please don't harm my baby ... I beg you " She crouched in front of him, joining her hands. "I beg you please ... please ... "
Arnav got up immediately, the air inside the room suddenly suffocating, choking his throat. He ran towards the poolside and opened the door, his hands trembling. Baby? She and Rudra? No! His hand caught something sharp, his hold tightening around it. She and Rudra. No! He closed his eyes and soon various images of Khushi and Rudra rushed behind his close eyelids.
A blood curdling scream rang in the air as a pot went flying in the air to crash against a wall and shatter in pieces. His blood red eyes opened, breathing harsh.
"HOW DARE HE TOUCH HER!!! HOW DARE HE!! THAT bas***d!!" He destroyed all the pots, every single plant. His eyes caught his guitar, the guitar she loved. He strode towards it. Taking the guitar , he smashed it against the wall, destroying it beyond repair.
"ARGHHH!!!! IT'S IMPOSSIBLE! THIS CAN'T HAPPEN! SHE IS LYING! SHE IS LYING!!!" He again entered the room to see her sitting in the same position.
He went and crouched before her. Cupping her blank face between his palm, he made her look at him.
"You... you are lying, right Khushi? There's no baby, you are lying! How can it be? You are lying, right?" Arnav asked desperately. "Open your mouth dammit and speak. SPEAK FOR GOD SAKE!! "
"My baby. Rudra and my baby. It's there , Arnav ji. Rudra left me ... but I don't want to lose my baby. My baby..." Khushi stated plainly, her eyes staring at nothing, devoid of any emotion. Blank!
"NO!!" He shook her. "YOU ARE LYING! SAY THAT YOU ARE LYING!!"
"My baby..." Khushi touched her stomach.
"NO!!" He raised his hand, which stopped just an inch away from her cheek.
"Don't harm him... I will die without him... I have no one... Rudra left me ... I will die without him..."
Arnav's hand fisted in a ball. Every atom of his body roared, roared in rage. He stared at her. She is not lying. She is pregnant. She is carrying Rudra's child. He pulled his hand back and got up.
Khushi's head jerked up as she heard a loud crash. Her eyes landed to her left, where a big LCD TV was smashed on the ground. She stood up, frightened, her hand held her flat stomach protectively. Like a raging bull, he destroyed everything he could lay his eyes on. And the last one to get destroyed was her own photo. The big frame landed on the ground with a loud crashing sound.
"How dare he?! THAT bas***d!! HOW DARE HE TOUCH YOU!!" Arnav turned to look at Kushi, his ragging eyes boring holes in her tiny form. He strode towards her.
"HOW DARE YOU ALLOWED HIM TO TOUCH YOU! WHY DAMMIT! WHY?!!" He shook her, blinded in his ego and rage. "I hate him... I hate that child ... I wish..."
He stopped, checking himself in time. He closed his eyes, his breathing harsh and form trembling in rage. He opened his eyes to look at her wide shocked eyes and those wide eyes soon started dropping.
"Khushi..?"
"KHUSHI!!!"
A/N -- (Please Read)
Hello everyone, hope you liked the update. I know story is at a point where there will be many questions and I hope "little" confusion. So I will try to clear few confusion which I think is likely to happen. No! Arnav is NOT responsible for Rudra's death in anyway. It's just that Khushi thinks Arnav always gets what he wants, and he wished this to happen and it happened , and Rudra is dead. She is depressed right now. She is broken, hanging just on her child, and she thinks if she will not bent in front of Arnav's wish, he will take away her child too, and thus she married him.
And I think I dont need to tell anything about Arnav's character. If you have read the first 8 parts, you will understand his character in this update too. But all I will say is, don't expect him to change overnight. This Arnav is different from Arnavs in my other stories. You will see his growth here. How from a downright selfish man, he will change into a man who will wholeheartedly accept someone's else's child. All I mean to say is, hate him for now, but he will make you all love him too😊
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