[COMPLETE]His Journey Towards Euphoria-1 #5 See Page 76 - Page 26

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Part 41

Khushi stood up from the couch, Abeer asleep in her arms. Reaching her room, she pushed opened the door and entered inside. Walking towards the cot, she placed Ebu there carefully and tucked him inside the blanket properly. With a shuddering breath leaving her body, she turned to look at the man seated on the bed. Fresh batch of tears rolled down her cheek as she looked at him. Face in his palms, elbows resting at each thigh, he sat there, not making a sound. Wiping her tears, she went and sat on the floor, near his leg.

"Arnav ji ..." She called softly, her throat hurting. "Arnav ji, ... I ... I ... Alagan ..."

"YOU ARE NOT GOING TO TAKE HIS NAME! DO YOU HEAR ME?!"

Khushi closed her eyes shut, her whole form trembling. His hold on her arms hurting.

"I ... I ... he ..he is ..he is my family, Arnav ji ..." Khushi sobbed and then the jerk she received shook the life out of her. Her palms landed flat on the floor, steadying her.

Arnav got up from the bed and was about to pull the door open when he felt a hold on his wrist.

"He is ..my ..freind and family ...you ..you have to understand this ...this.." came her small voice between hiccups, her eyes downcast.

"And who am I?... WHO THE HELL AM I IN YOUR LIFE, KHUSHI?! What do you want me to do? You want me to stand still and hear while he recites his love for you?" his hands again went to catch her arms, his dark stormy eyes staring at her face. "Oh ..I forgot ..I already did that, didn't I? I stood there when he was weaving beautiful words of his love for you. I did that already... Next what? What do you expect me to do next? TELL ME KHUSHI! Stand still while he hugs you? Kisses you? I am so sorry to interrupt your short lived hug and kiss session ... so sorry ..should I call him back? Or drop you to him? Tell me .."

Khushi stood there still, listening to his words, his words cutting her heart like a sharp knife. He doesn't mean that! He doesn't mean that! He is just angry! Her heart and mind chanted like a mantra. Lifting her hand slowly, she caught his coat. Eating the gap between them, she buried her face in his chest.

"Sorry ... " came her muffled voice. "I am sorry for hurting you ...sorry ...I didn't mean to hurt you ... I just wanted to help my friend...I am sorry ... He is my friend and I can't leave him in this condition ..."

"He is your friend ..." he gritted his teeth and pulled her back by her arms. "And I am your HUSBAND, DAMMIT! What do you expect me to do? Can't you see what your friend is doing? He is trying to create problems between us, he is trying to make you believe that you have made the biggest mistake of your life by marrying me ..and today he ..he abducted you .. you still call him your friend? Your family? How can you, you idiot?!" he breathed heavy, trying really hard to not unleash the storm brewing inside him.

"Listen to me please... I love you ... You saw right? You heard me... I told to Alagan that I love you... He is just not well .. he will be fine soon ... He was never like this, Arnav ji..believe me.. ... he is just not well ..."

"And I am sick too ..." He jerked her arms away. "I am sick of your childishness ... of your silliness ... I am sick and tired ...Do you hear me? ... Sick and tired of you and the problems you create every next day ... I want a normal life.. a bloody normal life .. how difficult is that? Spare me these dramas ...I don't want to be the part these dramas ... I had had enough!"

Khushi stepped back, her hands lifting to cover her face. She sobbed in her palms. What is she supposed to do? Alagan is her friend, her family. She can't leave him alone. She did tell to Alagan that she loves Arnav ji, didn't she? What more he wants her to do?

"I am sorry ... sorry ... I don't want to hurt anyone .. I want everything to be fine , normal .. I am sorry for hurting everyone ... I am sorry ... sorry ...sorry ... "

Arnav caught her by her waist as her knees were about to hit the floor.

"Sorry ...sorry ... sorry for everything ..." She chanted.

Arnav took her in his arms, his eyes still hard.

"I just want you to stop thinking and bothering yourself about Alagan ...I don't want to hear anything about him ... just forget about him ..." Arnav said, wanting this Alagan chapter to close once and for all.

Khushi shook her head. "No ..I can't ..."

Arnav pulled her away and stared at her.

"You care about him more...more than me?"

Khushi again shook her head. "No... .. It's not like that... You can't say that ... I only love you ... Alagan is just my friend ... Why aren't you understanding this? I love you, Aranav ji ... "

"It's not enough ... not enough for me ... sorry..." He left her arms and turned to leave the room when she started, and his legs halted.

"He was 10 years old ..when ..all drench , shivering , scared, he stood in front of my window ... he was searching a place where he can hide, hide from the people who had killed his parents and were searching for him ... Buaji kept him with us as he had no other place to go .. he started living with us ... he use to never talk ... I use to try to make him talk ... but he never ... he use to be lost ..where? I don't know ... Then he joined my school... No one use to talk to him ... But I always sat beside him... everyone use to talk to me , but no one talked to him ... He never allowed anyone to approach him ... I know he needed someone to talk, a friend with whom he can share his all worries , so I kept nagging him ... to talk to me .. open up all his secrets ...But he never talked. One day while having our lunch in school one boy came to us, bothering me ... And then for four days that boy didn't came to school ... When he came, I got to know that someone had beaten him .. .no one knew who did that..But I knew who had done that ... it was Alagan ... I told him if he will not talk to me then I will tell Buaji that it was him who had beaten that boy... And then he started talking to me ... opening up his secrets little by little... He told me how much he miss his parents, how he misses his home, how his nightmares come back to him every night. He told me everything .. I was his only friend ... and for me too he was the only friend with whom I can share my all worries and secrets ... When I was 11 , I had very high fever, but Buaji was not at home, she was in school, school was having some function and Buaji couldn't take the leave ... It was raining that day ... Alagan is scared of rains, he had told me.. But when he saw me burning in fever, he went to fetch the Doctor, ..in the rain ... getting drench again .. he was scared , so scared ...still he went ..because I was not well ... Whenever anyone had troubled me, he was there to protect me .. Whenever I needed someone beside me, he was always there ..." Khushi sat on the bed, her legs no longer supporting her. "Always ...he was always beside me, to help me , to protect me, to take care of me ..." She lifted her eyes to look at Arnav ji, who was staring back at her. "I love you ..I really do ... But I cannot leave my friend for you...don't ask me to do that ... He is not only my friend ... Just because he is not well, I cannot leave him, Arnav ji ..He needs me ... " Khushi stood on her trembling legs and walked towards him. "Please ..don't ask me to do that ... I cannot leave anyone for someone else... Don't ask me to do that ... I want every person in my life to be with me ... Please Arnav ji ... Please ... please ..." she slumped against his chest, sobbing in the crook of his neck. "please... please, Arnav ji ... "

Arnav's hand lifted to embrace her in his arms.

"I love you Arnav ji ...I love you ..." Khushi kept repeating.

"Shhh... Relax Khushi ..." he ran his fingers in her hair, the other hand rubbing her back. "Stop crying.."

"Don't ask me to choose ... please... Please Arnav ji..." Khushi sobbed.

"Khushi ...I won't ...look at me ..." he cupped her face and made her look at him. "I won't, ok? ... ... stop crying ... " He wiped her tears and rested his forehead against her. "I won't ... stop crying ... I ... I don't know how to deal with this .. He loves you, Khushi ...he said he loves you ..."

"But I am telling I love you ,... I love you, Arnav ji ...I love only you ... " Came her earnest whisper. "Believe me ...please..."

"I do ... I do believe you ... But I cannot face Alagan ... I don't want him in our life ... I just cannot, Khushi ... "

Khushi hugged him as she sobbed more.

"Tell me what I am supposed to do ... Tell me, Arnav ji ..."

"You ..." Arnav swallowed the lump. "Let the Doctors treat him ... You will not meet him ... I cannot see him near you ... The day Doctors will tell he is fine, I will take you to see him, .. but not now ... I cannot allow you to meet him now ... Are you listening to me? " Arnav asked as he broke the hug.

Khushi stood there, not saying anything for few seconds, and then she nodded her head.

"But...But you have to meet the Doctor, you have to take care of him ... I ..." she chocked. "I will wait for him to be all fine ..."

Arnav wiped her tears. "I will ... , I will .." He took her hand and led her towards the bed. "Now sleep .. you are tired ... we will talk tomorrow ..."

Khushi caught his wrist as he stood up. "I am not tired...I want to be with you ..."

Arnav sat beside her. "You want to say something?" Arnav asked.

Khushi shook her head and hugged him. "No .. I just want to be with you ..."

Arnav took her in his arms, cradling her close to his chest.

"What if you never needed the money, Khushi? You would have married to Alagan, right?" Arnav asked after few moment of silence, his voice a pained whisper.

Khushi tightened her hold on his lapel and buried her face more in his chest. "I don't know...Stop asking me such questions ...please ... I don't know anything... I only know that I love you ... I cannot live without you ... will die if you leave me ... I will die ..."

"Do not talk of dying, Khushi ..." he kissed her hair as his hold on her tightened, too afraid.

"I will not, if you stop asking me such questions ...I only love you ... only you ..." She kissed his neck.

Arnav's hold on her trembled as he felt her soft lips feathering kisses on his neck. "Khushi.." he tried to pull her back, but she tightened her hold on him. "I love you..." he heard her whisper.

Khushi lifted her face to stare at him.

Arnav stared back, her face all red with the crying. And then he saw her close her eyes and advancing slowly, she rested her lips on his. A groan burst inside his throat at the contact, and he lifted his hand to rest it on the back of her neck, holding her in place. He slowly moved his mouth on hers, softly kissing her.

Khushi's hand which was tightly holding his lapel, traveled up to caress his hot skin at the back of his neck.

That did the thing as his mind ran amuck. Crushing her in his arms, he urged her to open her mouth and the soft kiss turned into a fierce one, tangling his tongue with her and tasting every drop of her sweetness. His hands got lost behind her saree, caressing her bare waist. He felt her tremble under his touch, but he tightened his hold on her soft skin and pulled her to him. A fierce need like a wild fire overwhelmed his senses. He ravished her mouth, working earnestly on his thirst.

Khushi's heart thudded furiously and she felt him leave her mouth. Her hands tight around his neck, fearing that she will topple down if she didn't take his support. A soft moan left her mouth as she felt him feathering kisses on her neck. She arched her neck, giving more of her skin, and before she knew, she was laying on the bed with him on top of her.

"Khushi .." his voice came hoarse, raw with need.

Khushi lifted her drugged eyes to look at him.

Her lips swollen and trembling, eyes drowsy with need, dark hair sprawled on the white pillow and her red saree carelessly wrapped around her. She looked so innocent and vulnerable that he felt almost guilty of desiring her. Closing his eyes to compose himself a bit, he opened it to see her looking at him tenderly. He kissed her forehead and laid beside her.

"What are you looking at?" Arnav asked softly.

Khushi didn't know what to say. She had expected him to do more than just kiss her. To do things married couples do. But again he had stopped after kissing her. Why did he stop? She stared at him, trying to find the answer to her question. Is she supposed to do something?--- Give him some sort of hint? She don't know, she don't know how to tell him to proceed beyond just kissing each other. When he had asked her to come out with him, she had thought now he wants to make love to her. Isn't that what two people in love do? Married couples in love do? Then why every time he just stops after kissing her? What is she suppose to do? Ask him to make love to her?

"Khushi?" Arnav called again.

"Arnav ji ... I ... I ..." she lowered her eyes.

"You what?" Arnav asked as he sat on the bed and discarded his coat. "Tell me... did I hurt you?" he asked , concerned as he again lay beside her and caressed her swollen lips with his thumb.

Khushi shuddered and shook her head. "I ..I want to ask .." she said in a barely audible voice. Why is she feeling so shy? Is it not right to ask what she wants to ask? Khushi wondered. This is normal, isn't it? Every in-love couple make love. This is what she had read. Then why is she feeling so shy to ask for that? Her downcast eyes landed on his hand which was softly caressing her lips. Her mind fled to everytime when they had kissed and then it ended when he use to ... Khushi gulped. Is that how to proceed after kissing? But she had felt so weird and taboo when his hand use to rest on her ...on her ... Khushi closed her eyes and felt her cheeks burning. May be she is suppose to allow him to do that, so that they can make love. She opened her eyes to see his thumb still caressing her lower lips. Lifting her trembling hand, she caught his hand.

Arnav's gaze shifted from her lips to her face as she caught his wrist. And then to his utter shock, she placed his hand on her breast, her hold on his wrist trembling terribly.

"Khushi?" He pulled back his hand. "What happened?" He placed his right palm on her cheek and made her look at him, her eyes close. "Khushi, look at me and answer my question. What is wrong with you? Tell me what's running in your head." She and her weird thoughts, Arnav thought dejectedly. Sometimes it's too dangerous.

"I ...I ...you and me ..."

"You and me what?" Arnav asked, his eyes not leaving her face even for a second.

"You and me .. we...I love you ..."

"Khushi, will you tell me what's running in your mind , please?" Arnav asked again, running out of patience.

"You and me ... make love ..." Khushi closed her eyes and covered her face with her palm. Hey Devi Maiya! She did not say that, she just did not! But there's nothing wrong in saying that, then why is she feeling so shy and embarrassed?

Arnav stared at her for few seconds before falling on the bed and bursting into uncontrollable mirth. "Khushi ... ..I ..." he laughed. "You know , you are one of a kind..." suppressing his laughter, he pulled her on his chest and hugged her. "Whole day your thought didn't leave my mind for a second , then when I came back, I got to know Alagan took you away ... I was scared and angry like never before ... Then at Alagan's place, watching him confessing his love for you, all I felt was rage, wanting to rip him apart ... Then back home, I felt so sad, broken, lost ... Then again you caught my hand, telling me you are there for me ... then the next moment I was kissing you ... and now ..." he laughed. "Now I am laughing ... Only you can manage to do all these in a single day, you know that right?" Arnav laughed more.

But instead of feeling happy that she had made him laugh, she felt hot tears burn her eyes. The thought of him laughing at her childishness, immaturity, a girl who doesn't know anything other than making a fool of herself, didn't felt good. She was not trying to make him laugh, she was nervous and serious.

Arnav felt some dampness on his neck and his mirth died instantly. He pulled Khushi little up to look at her face. "Khushi? Why are you crying?" he asked concerned.

"I ... I was not trying to make you laugh ... I was ... I was serious..." She sniffed.

Arnav can't help but smile at the child-woman in his arms. Hugging her close, he kissed her hair. "Sorry ... I didn't mean to hurt you ... Sorry ... " He carefully laid her back on the bed, and probed on his elbow to stare at her. "I am sorry ... Tell me what you want?" Resting his one palm against her cheek, he leaned and kissed her lips. "Do you really meant what you said?" Arnav whispered near her ears, his voice turning hoarse and dark unknowingly.

Khushi opened her damp eyelid to look at him. Of-course she meant what she said. Locking her eyes with his, she nodded her head.

Arnav dragged a breath in his lungs and stared at her, not believing that he was with Khushi, and she was asking for this. The day which he thought could not turn any more worse was now turning out to be the most beautiful one. Taking her soft hand in his, he placed it on his rough cheek. "Are you sure?" Arnav asked. He want her to be sure because he is not sure he will be able to stop himself if he starts drowning himself in the magic that lay in front of him.

Khushi again nodded her head, her eyes downcast.

He don't need any further approval. Leaning over, he again fussed his lips with her, nibbling on her lips softly as he discarded his waist coat and shirt. Taking her small hands in his, he guided it to his back.

Khushi's hands caressed his back, his warm skin felt like silk against her palm. She breathed in his onliest odor, stupefying her more. She felt her throat getting try with unknown need as he feathered trail of kisses from her cheek to her throat. She felt him stop there for few seconds before lifting his face. She opened her eyes to look at him.

As he locked his eyes with hers, his hand traveled to her left shoulder, unveiling her saree.

Khushi kept her eyes on him, feeling every fiber of her body on fire, consuming her wholly. Her breath got stuck in her throat as she felt his hand on the hook of her blouse.

Arnav eyes snapped up to meet hers. "Khushi, you want me to stop?" Arnav asked.

Stop? No! Her mind screamed. She don't want him to stop. She needed something, something she had no idea of. But she knows he can give her that, take care of her need, he always does that. Tightening her hold on his shoulder, she shook her head. "No.."

Arnav rested his forehead against her. He had no idea how he would have stopped himself if she had asked him to stop. "Thank you ..." he whispered his gratitude, tenderly nibbling on her soft petals. And his hands got busy in shredding all the barriers between them. Done with his work, he pulled back little and stared at her. Her hands no longer on his shoulder but lay crossed on her chest, trying to cover herself, all shy and embarrassed. Tilting little to his right, he caught the sheet and dragged over to cover them.

"Ok now?" he asked.

Khushi lifted her gaze to look at him, his eyes a shade darker and gleaming down at her. Lost in his magical eyes, she nodded her head.

Smiling, Arnav leaned down, savoring every inch of her soft glowing body. His whole being burning with need as he kissed, caressed, tasted every inch of her skin, eliciting soft moans from her, which felt soothing melody to his ears.

Khushi withered under him, his mouth everywhere, taking her to newer heights of bliss. She don't know what was happening, she can hardly remember her own name. Her soft palms ran over his back, wanting more from him than he was already giving. And then she felt him withdraw from her. She groaned in displeasure and tried to pull him back, but he was firm. She forced opened her dark eyes to look at him.

"Khushi ..." He leaned and kissed her chin, drawing a soft moan from her. "It ... it wil hurt ... little ..." he managed to say through his rasped breathing.

"Little ..." Khushi repeated, lost in the magic of his pleasing warmth.

"Yes ...little ..." he whispered against her throat.

Khushi circled her hands around his arms and braced herself, giving him her answer.

Arnav rested his warm lips against her soft one and broke the barrier in a swift, drinking every moan which left her mouth. Keeping his mouth on hers, he moved in a rhythm, blending their body and soul.

Khushi cling to him, the sensation flowing through her every vein more than she can handle. Completely drowned in the state of ecstasy, she felt her body floating and then shattering in pleasure. She screamed his name as myriads of colors spiraled behind her closed eyelids. And not a second later, she felt his sweaty, hot body collapse on her. But the comforting weight didn't lasted long as she was pulled by him on his chest. Still trying to regulate her breath, she tried to open her drowsy eyes. A drop of perspiration traveled from his chin and rested on his throat, and then her eyes drooped close, losing herself into oblivion with the drop of perspiration glistening against his golden skin the last picture on her mind.

I seriously hope it came out good..Sorry if it didnt.