[COMPLETED]ArShi SS: Humsafar/ Last Part PG 127 (22/08) - Page 43

Now that she has told him that she hates him... maybe she will also forgive him and go back to him.

So sweet their interaction with Muskaan

Those days are not far wen khushi will go back to Arnav

Awesomely written

Cute muskaan

Its cute...

Loved it!! This is one of my favourite stories :)

Beautiful can't wait for next chapter

Thanks for the pm

Payal is right, everyone at fault
Glad arnav talking to anjali and started loving muskan

Superb part...thanks for the PM

Part 7

Khushi' s head rested on her pillow as her eyes remained fixed at the door. Her gaze shifted to the clock, which was showing 9 pm. And he was still not here. Hugging the other pillow close to her chest, she again shifted her gaze at the door. It has become a habit to see him daily, listen to him, hear him say how much he loves her, how much he needs her. She don't know what to do , but seeing him daily, listening to his love daily gives her a reason to look forward to another new day. And now for the first time in the last 2 months, waiting for him was making her restless. Has he given up on her? - Her chest tightened painfully as that thought crossed her mind. She closed her eyes tight. Didn't she wanted this? She wanted him to stop coming here, to stop pursuing her, to move one, because she is too broken to walk along with him. Then why the thought of him never coming here again was hurting her? Why? Taking a painful breathe, she again opened her eyes to get fixed at the door again. But he had promised her to come and meet her daily. He had promised her that he will wait for her, will never give up on her. And he had kept his promise in the last two months. Then what happened today? With the restlessness slowly taking the shape of concern she looked at her phone resting on the side table.

Should she call him? And with that thought, a new realization pierced her--- She had never called him in the last two months. And now it felt new, as if she had never called him, as if she don't know how to approach him. She closed her eyes again as few tears escaped from her close eyelids. Why she is so confused? Why she can't think clearly? Why she finds herself so helpless when it comes to this man? Swallowing the painful lump, she opened her eyes to her eyes again land on her phone. Dragging herself in a sitting position, she took her phone. But before she can think on what to do further, her phone came alive, startling her.

"Hello .. " Khushi spoke.

"Khushi..."

A sweet voice greeted back , and she knew who it was.

"Di ..?"

Anjali smiled at the other side.

"Yes...How are you, Khushi?" Anjali asked.

"I...I.." Khushi stammered, not knowing how to talk. It's been so long she had talked with any of the member of Raizada family. "I..I am fine Di .." Khushi said.

"Khushi ... woh humne call kiya hai kyunki ... woh... Chhote..."

"What happened to Arnav ji?" her heartbeat took a pace.

"There's nothing to worry, Khushi.." Anjali supplied immediately. "He is having fever, but now he is fine and sleeping... I ... I thought to inform you , so that you don't worry over why he didn't came to meet you today..."

"Fever ... but ... " She stood off the bed, stammering. "I ...I had told him to not work, unko aadat nahi hai aise kaam karne ki ... But he never listens ... never ..." tears rolled down her cheek, making her sight blurry. "I... need to see him ... I .."

"Khushi ... Khushi he is fine ... Do not worry .." Anjali said , but the line was already disconnected.

Any other day she would have thought twice before crossing the threshold of Raizada mansion, but not today. Today only the thought of seeing him was ruling her mind and heart.

"Khushi bitiya..." a wide smile spread on her wrinkled face as she saw Khushi. "Khushi bitiya, aap yaha?" She asked as she stood in front of her, touching Khushi's cheek with her warm hands.

"Ji ...Nani ji .. Namaste .." she joined her hands. "Hum... woh ... Arnav ji ... He is not well ..."

"Ji... he was having fever and still he went to work despite of everyone asking him to take rest, and went he returned, it had become worse. Doctor just visited him and he is sleeping now... "

Khushi nodded her head.

"Can I see him?" Khushi asked.

"Why you need to ask that Khushi? This is your house, Chhote is your husband, there's no need for anyone's permission. You go and meet him, Anjali bitiya is with him. There's no one at home, Payal, Akash and Manorma had gone to attend some function at Manorma's friend's place. You go..." Nani smiled.

Khushi nodded her head and turned towards the stairs.

Her legs halted at the threshold of his room. She looked inside - he lay there on the bed--- no traces of the intimidating man she had seen when she had accidentally came in his room to hide from this very man. Her gaze shifted to the glittering stars still hanging over the bed, her side of the bed kept pink, her pillow resting beside his.

Wiping the tears which flooded down, she entered the room.

"Khushi?" Anjali saw Khushi and stood up.

"I.. came to see Arnav ji ..." Khushi said, her eyes fixed on her Arnavji.

"I know.." Anjali smiled and limped towards her. "Now you take care of your Arnav ji, I will leave."

Khushi don't know if she nodded or not, her all attention on the man lying before her. Taking small steps, she reached the bed and sat beside him. Her hand lifted on its own accord to rest on his temple.

"Arnav ji ..." she called, her voice soft, eyes misted.

Arnav struggled to open his heavy eye lids, but he did, he has to. The corner of his lips stretched into a smile as he saw her sweet face. "Khushi ..."

"Arnav ji.." her tear-filled voice filled the empty room. "How are you feeling?" She asked as she caressed his stubble.

"I am fine.." his adam's apple moved as he replied. Taking her hand from his cheek, he kissed her palm. "Happy that you came. I thought I will not get to see you today ..."

"I had told you to not work ...but ... But you still did and now see what you have done..."

"It's not because of that work, Khushi ... It's just a normal fever, nothing else...I will be all fine by tomorrow... " He passed a smile.

"Why you never listen to me? You always do what you want to, always do what you think is right. It will not hurt if for once you will listen to someone else. ... You can't be always right... You should look after yourself ... You have lost so much weight... I don't tell anything that doesn't mean you will do anything you want ... You don't take your meds on time till I force you to, you don't leave my place till I make you ...ignoring you meals, ignoring your sleep ... what do you want to prove? ... what..." and she broke down. She was confused, frustrated, helpless, hurt. And it was all too much to take. All the pent up emotions found a release in the form of tears.

Arnav looked at her sobbing form, the very familiar ache rising in his chest again. Catching hold of her waist, he pulled her on his chest.

Khushi lay on him, sobbing.

"Shh... stop crying Khushi ...please.. I am sorry ... Sorry Khushi ... " He whispered softly as he laid her gently on the bed and stared down at her face, her eyes close, tears escaping from her closed eye lids. Leaning close he kissed her cheek. "Shh... don't cry ..." he whispered against her lips.

"I... don't know anything... I don't know what to feel ... what to do ... What to think ... I don't want another heartbreak ... " she sobbed, her cries cutting his heart.

"Never, Khushi ... I will never break your heart again ... I promise ... please believe me ..."

"You always say that ... You always break my heart and then say sorry .. I am not ready for that again ..."

"No...No Khushi ... I will never do that again ... I too never want to visit the hell I have lived in the last six months... never Khushi ... I will never break your heart again ... believe me ... "

Khushi opened her misted eyes to look straight in his.

Arnav stared in her eyes, which had soften, the resolve to never come back to him, had softened. And he was not ready to waste this opportunity. Cupping her face between his palm, he started.

"Khushi ... Give me a chance... Let's ..let's court each other ... spend time with each other ... Know more secrets about each other, reveal more secrets to each other... Anything which will help you believe me .. I am ready to do anything ... You have to give me a chance Khushi ... will you? Please?" He pleaded.

Khushi just stared at him. Is she ready for this? She don't have answer to that. All she knows is she can't help but love this man. No matter what he gives her, how he treats her, but she can't help but love him still. She needs time, time to spend with him, to know him more, to make more memories with him. But at the same time , she don't want to give him the power to control her heart. She can't show him how much helpless she is, that will only lead to the heartbreak. She can allow him to show how much he loves her, how much he needs her, without showing how much she loves him, how much she needs him in her life. That will save her from any heartbreak. And so she nodded her head.

Arnav smiled and hugged her.

"Thank you ... thank you , Khushi ...I love you ... Will never leave you ... will never hurt you ... will never give you a reason to leave me ..." Arnav kept pouring his love, unknown that she had just allowed him to cross the threshold of her heart, but is still not ready to cross the threshold of his heart.

Hope you all liked it!

And started a new ArShi TS .. here's the link-- https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/fan-fictions/4304341/arshi-ss-kusi-link-to-thread-2-on-pg-1