[COMPLETED]Arshi FF :: Junoon#2 Link to Thread 3 on PG 1 - Page 34

Awesome, nice to see Aryan came.

aryan is so cute

awesome update.
loved it.
loved the way song conveyed the message.
superb.

Awww the update was so cute

Part 17

"Opps... sorry, sweetheart ..." He let the word sweetheart stretch just the way Khushi does while addressing the owner of those two orbs glaring at him.

"You did that deliberately!" Aryan accused his Mamu as he bent and took his toy-car in his hand. He inspected it. "It's not working now." he glared up at his Mamu.

"As I said, ..." Arnav began as he extended his hand and took the file resting on the recliner from behind Aryan. "I am sorry ..." he flashed his teeth at him and moved to the poolside.

Khushi looked at Aryan, his eyes downcast and still looking at his toy-car. They had their breakfast, and were back to their room. After breakfast Aryan had asked her to go to her room and he will be back to her after fetching his new toy-car. And he was coming to her when he collided with Arnav ji, making his toy fall down.

Khushi now looked at the upset boy standing in the middle of the room.

"Aryan ... come here"

Aryan lifted his head to look at his Mami, his big molten eyes brimming with unshed tears.

Khushi's heart leapt to him. She extended her hand.

"Come here, sweetheart ... I will fix it.." Khushi said.

Aryan took small steps towards the bed and sat in front of his Mami, his eyes still downcast.

Khushi rested her palm against his cheek and lifted his face to look at her. Smiling, she bent and kissed his cheek. "I will fix it, give it to me..." Khushi took the car from his hand. "Can you please help me and get the tool box from the last cabinet?" Khushi asked pointing at the cupboard.

Aryan nodded his head and stood off the bed. Fetching the tool box, he went and handed the box to his Mami, not saying a word. He waited, not looking at anything, his gaze fixed at the bedsheet. And soon he heard his car roaring. His eyes jerked up to look at his car.

"It's working!" Aryan cheered, a broad smile blooming on his lips.

Khushi smiled and handed him his car.

"Yes... it's working... Happy now?"

"Yes. Thank you, Mami!" He knelt on the bed and kissed her cheek. "I love you.."

Aryan sat on the bed crossed leg, smiling, too happy.

"Where did you learn to fix cars, Mami?" Aryan asked.

Khushis hands which was busy packing the tool box stopped. She lifted her eyes to look at Aryan, a sudden ache rising in her chest... "Rudra." Khushi replied.

Arnav was about to enter the room but his legs halted as he heard Khushi, his gaze shifting to her.

"Rudra? Who is Rudra, Mami?" Aryan asked innocently.

With her trembling hands, she kept the toolbox aside, her eyelids blinking rapidly to keep the tears at bay. "My friend ... My best friend.." A tear slipped from her eyes and she laid on the bed, averting her eyes from Aryan.

Unaware of the the pain he was causing to his Mami with his questions, he too laid beside her and looked at her.

"Your best friend? He taught you how to repair cars?" Aryan shot his next question.

Khushi nodded her head, the pain in her heart urging her to wail and throw herself in a abyss where she can't feel anything. "Yes... he ..."

"What happened? Are you crying, Mami?" Aryan asked as he saw a tear coming out from the corner of her eyes.

Khushi shook her head. "No..he .." Khushi swallowed the painful lump. "He... I and him use to visit an orphanage ... It was the orphanage he had grown up in ... Everyone there knew him ... He ..he use to sit with the kids, playing with them and kids use to bring their broken toys to him and he use to fix it ... make the little kids smile, as if ...as if he has laid the world at their little feet.." Khushi smiled, lost in those moments.

"He is a very good friend.. What else he taught you?" Aryan asked.

That brought his Mami back to reality, the harsh reality of her life, where she doesn't has her best friend with her to make her smile, to make her laugh ... to just ..to just be with her. Khushi looked at Aryan. What else he taught her?

"He ... he taught me many things ... he taught me to smile, to laugh, to live, ... how to trust again .. how to love again ..." The tears now spilled out, not caring who saw it. Small sobs started leaving her mouth.

Panicked, Aryan sat on the bed. "What happened, Mami? Is your tummy hurting? Baby is kicking again?" Aryan asked , his hands caressing her swollen belly.

Arnav heard the sobs and his blood red eyes jerked opened. Rushing inside the room, he sat on the bed.

"Khushi ..." he tried to pull her to see her face which she had buried in the pillow, but she refused to turn and sobbed to the pillow.

"Why is she crying, Mamu. Is she in pain?" Aryan asked on the verge of crying, thinking it's because of him.

"Aryan, leave..." Arnav breathed.

"But Mamu .."

"Leave for now, Aryan.." Arnav lifted his gaze at him.

Looking in his Mamu's blood red eyes, not a word more come out of his mouth. Getting up from the bed, he exited the room quietly.

Arnav again looked at Khushi.

"Khushi... Khushi look at me ..." he tried to pull her to look at him and this time he was successful. Her eyes closed, breathing heavy and sobbing silently. His heart ached at the sight she made. Clearing the damp strands from her face, he wiped her face and pulled her in his arms. "Shhh... stop crying ... Everything is ok .. don't cry ..." Taking her on his lap, he hugged her to his chest.

But Khushi cried, cried for her loss. The loss of the only man she was able to trust, who had bestowed his trust on her. The only man who had always given her without asking anything in return. She had always tried to give him a perfect married life, a wife who loves him, a lover who deserves his love. But she knows she had failed. His love deserved someone perfect, not a marred person like her. He had loved her, only her...selflessly. And she lost the only man who loved her selflessly. She lost him. She lost her best friend, her only anchor who supported her when noone was there to break her fall from the deepest and scariest abyss she was falling in, the man whom she had trusted with everything she has.

"I ...I wanted to .." Khushi clung to him, her tiny hands fisting his shirt in a tight grip. "I wanted to .. wanted to give him his baby..." Khushi sobbed, feeling like her soul will leave her body any second. "I wanted to ... I never gave him anything ... except a damaged person whom he tried his best to fix ... But I wanted to give him something ... something very special .. He love kids ... he loves them ... I wanted to give him his own kid ..." Her wail turned violent, feeling so helpless, feeling nothing but pain. "He will never get to hold his baby ...to play with his baby ... He will never ... NEVER!...NEVER!!" She smacked his chest with her fist, beating till her hands hurt and left with no energy to wail and lift her hand. And as all the energy evaporated from her body, she slumped against his chest.

Arnav caught her. Taking her in his arms, he laid on the bed and cried. Cried today for her pain, on her helplessness -- so palpable that he thought he will die if he were in her place. All he wanted was, to take away her pain, take away every pain any how. He can't see her like this. He can't! He can live praying to get her back in his life everyday than see her in such pain.

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

Arnav's eyes jerked open, like a speed of lighting in a stormy night, his mind boomed with Rudra's words. A pain like never felt before penetrated his chest, leaving him gasping for some air. He looked down at the woman in his arms, .. weak, helpless, world of pain stored in her heart. Is...is it because of him? He laid her on the bed and stood up, his lungs failing to fill the air. With his head spiraling and whole body trembling, he entered the poolside, catching the wall to support his weight. No! It can't be! This can't be because of him. He had only wished for Khushi, not any pain and hurt for Khushi. But... But ... NO!!! His mind screamed.

"This ...this is not because of me ... Do you hear me?!" He shouted at the heavens. "This isn't because of me! It's because of you! You left her! She is crying because of you! She is in pain because of you! Not me ... not me .. I have done nothing..." he fell on the chair. "Not me ... Not me ... I can't see her like this... I ... I can't... Come back!" He lifted his head. "Come back and give her what she wants ... GIVE HER YOU bas***d! ... give her ... come back...I can't see her in pain ...please..." he covered his face with his palm. He can't see her like this. He can't.

Hope you liked the update!

Never did i expect this scene to happen in this fic!

"Come back and give her what she wants ... GIVE HER YOU bas***d! ...

Now Arnav wants Rudra back coz he can't see Khushi in pain!
And Khushi, will she ever become normal? Can Arnav make that possible?

This is a Beautiful update! Loved it to bits!

so heart breaking
sorry arnav but in a way you are the reason
well not really
but when he realised that he may be
well he too was hurt
she lost her best friend
someone who trusted her
and loved her truly
even after knowing about her past
and what you did
you tried to take that from her
unfortunately your wish was granted
rudra man he was so cute right
shame he is no more
she misses him so much
holds herself responsible for his death
that she couldnt give him anything
can they ever find peace again
i hope so
but not till they get over their past
but can they leave the past behind

simply amazing and potrayed well..you got some charm lady with each update i adore your story more:)

Beautiful update

Oh that was a lovely update