Chapter 3
Lavanya and Rudra both settled down on a ground next to each other. She was still taking her time to sniff her sobs. Rudra looked at her from the nook of his eyes. Wondering what did she want to talk to him about.
As soon as she felt settled, she spoke. "I know you once have liked Khushi. There is nothing wrong in that. But then it happens whatever is written in our destinies..."
"Huh...it's easy for you to say so..." he remarked.
"It's not easy for me, because I also loved ASR."
He looked at her all of sudden in a shock, he slowly registered what she had said, and now she was looking away from him. "I know what you are going through."
"What do you want me to do?"
"Nothing bad. All I want is to find out the reason to why ASR is doing all this!"
"How and why can I be help to you in all this?"
"That I will explain you later...But now all I want is to help me bring both of them together!" she completed her sentence.
Rudra got up on his feet. "Excuse me, madam. It's least of my concerns whether they stay together or not. As far as knowing the reason behind his behaviour go and ask him...I am not going to do anything...and that way it is better because I am trying my best to stay away from him. The day he ever crossed my way I am going to kill him," he said in rage.
"He isn't afraid of death. He lives for one motive that no one knows but he himself!" she wanted to say loud, but she kept it to herself.
"He isn't afraid to die!" she said to him. "He mocks death. I am sure you know this..."
"He hasn't faced me yet, that's why he ain't afraid."
Lavanya shook her head. "Don't take him lightly. He is a man of secrets," she said. "Coming to the point. We both have loved, then we got our heartbroken. I am sure they had no bad intensions. They never loved us but each other. So all I want is they both live happy together, it's not easy for me to do this alone, that's why I came to you for help..."
Rudra looked at her suprrised. "Are you this good or you are pretending to be?"
She lightly laughed.
"I am not pretending. ASR had made his intentions very clear. He had told me that he loves Khushi."
"Then what happened to him now?" he shouted anger. "That bloody bast**d is hurting Khushi, and I am unable to do anything."
"I think he still loves her. Whatever he is doing is hurting her, but that does not prove he does not love her anymore!" she answered. "He might have his reasons. We have to find that out..."
"I am sorry, I can't help you in this at all! How can I forget that you are his friend," he said, almost certain of his announced decision.
"Please think about it. You can't get Khushi back, even if you did, she will never accept you. By chance she did, she will always have this side who will always be thinking of ASR."
Somewhere he still wanted her. But not completely he had gotten her, he knew. "What if she will never love me? I will give her so much love that she will forget about that cheater...I can use this girl for sure, to get my Khushi back," he smirked, as he could already see his plan working in his head and was certain he will emerge successful.
"Okay," he said. But when she looked at him and he in her eyes, saw a belief. She came to him with a hope.
"Would anyone believe me if I cheated this girl?" he asked himself. "I don't care. I think Khushi is still written in my fate. By using this girl, I can get her..."
"So would you help me out?" she asked, and brought him out of his thoughts.
"Look, there is no reason other than he had told everyone. If there is any other reason than that I am very eager to know it!" he said.
Lavanya was unsure if he was going to help her, but at least he had said yes.
"Now shall I leave?" he asked, for a permission.
She nodded.
"Thank you, Rudra!"
He looked over his shoulder. "Thank you me when I will be able to help you!" he said.
She was well aware he still was desiring Khushi, there was no way to change his feelings for her. Just like she couldn't have her own for Arnav, but then she was trying to play a role of a good friend. She had to be just careful with him, she had to think a step ahead so thst he does not cheat her.
Since it was getting darker, she thought she should go home, but not to Haveli, it didn't seem right to go there. At least they both were alone, they needed that much time.
"Aman, I will stay where he is staying!" she said. She called and waited for him to pick up her phone call.
"Hello, Aman!"
"Hey, La. Where are you?"
"I had come by the lake side!"
"Alone?"
"Uh-yeah!"
"La, you shouldn't be. If Arnav sir came to know this he will be really mad."
"I don't care about him anymore."
Aman was quite.
"I wanted to know where are you staying?"
"I am staying at the guest house..."
"Okay, reserve a room for me as well, I am going to stay there..."
"But, La, Arnav sir will not like the idea..."
"Aman, I hope you don't want to sleep in my car..."
"No, la, defiantly not. But please at least just let him know you are going to stay at the guest house."
"If you want to, you can inform him. I don't think he owns me that I have to report him everything, where I stay or go."
He sighed.
"Okay, but I really doubt he will allow you to stay at the guest house. Haveli is almost empty...Guest area is free!"
"Aman..."
"Okay, sorry! Guest house is next to the dispensary, where Khushi ma'am was admitted to..."
"Thank you!" she said and hung up.
***
Arnav was in his room, ready to sleep. But he sees Khushi hadn't come to room yet. Even at the dinner table he felt her absence. He wore his flip flops and walked out of the room to hunt for Khushi.
***
Khushi's POV
Why this happened to me? What did I do that I had to go through this worst pain of heartbreak? The person I loved broke my heart into pieces, even if I want I can't assemble them.
Wounds of my heart are still fresh, they hurt like no other pain, to the worst given by the person who claimed to love me like anything in this world. God knows how long I have to live with it.
I can't hate him, but neither I can love him. I tried to explain myself that he might have his reasons, but I also know my family isn't wrong.
He never thought before insulting my love, he never thought before humiliating my family. How did I fell in love with such a person? Who for a piece of land played with precious emotions.
He had promised me he will be my side for forever. But he couldn't even stay with me for two weeks.
I have made my decisions. I gave up my everything for him, but now I realised it isn't worth it. I want my self respect, my family back.
"Khushi," he said. An anger build up in my mind all of sudden hearing from him. I had come to find some peace on a terrace. If I knew he was going to come here, at least I had pretended I was sleeping. But it was too late. I didn't answer to his call anyways.
"Why are sleeping here?" he asked me. As if he cared so much for me. I simply laid and pulled blanket on me.
"Khushi, get up and let's go to the room!"
I wasn't going to sleep in the room with him. Not on any condition. Not anymore.
"There are tonnes of rooms to sleep, if you don't want to sleep in our room you can sleep in any other room..." he said, his tone was calm and pleading? I chose not to listen him at all.
"Khushi!"
"What's your problem?" I shouted at him. There was not a change to the emotions on his face. "Remember that it's not my house anymore. It's your's alone. And don't worry I will leave from here as soon as I know the place where I deserved to be...Definitely not here!"
Now he was tensed. I saw it.
"You aren't going anywhere. You are still my wife..."
I was angry was an understatement. I got up the floor and walked up to him. First time I realised it was really cold today. "Your wife or a puppet," I couldn't help to talk to him normally, adrenaline was shooting in my veins, I was literally shouting that my throat was hurting. "Or a doll whom you used in every other way..."
"I am sorry!" he said, I couldn't tell if he really meant it. But there was a shame in his eyes. I so wanted to see in him. It gave me a certain satisfaction.
"And when you were satisfied you threw me. I.hate.you!" I told him. Tears were streaming down my eyes, agony was running in my entire body, but I didn't let my pain to affect my anger. He deserved to know what I was going through because of him. "You thought a girl is a villager, illiterate, innocent. Why not just use her. You should have a fun, rest can go to hell!"
He stood like a pillar in front of me, I hit his shoulder, my bangles broke. I only hurt myself. I concealed my pain that was nothing in front of the heartache. They were my wedding bangles. I was all of sudden worried. What if anything happened to him? I brushed off the concerns.
"Khushi, just go downstairs and sleep in your room," he said.
"No!" I yelled. "I am not listening you, I will not do what you will ask me to do! I am not your mistress..."
His eyes were all of sudden shut. I let out everything out of my mouth that was furiously running in my mind, I never felt this light. As if my bashing was an ailment to my broken heart.
"Instead of listening to my heart it was better I had listened my father. I wish I had married Rudra...He would have kept me happy, because he genuinely loved me."
I could tell my words were affecting him. But he said nothing. Now was something that I wanted to tell him. Something that would have changed my life for good.
"You have gotten land, my body, be happy with it. Now give me what I want!" I said.
He looked at me unsure what I was going to ask him for.
"Divorce!" I said, to end all his guesses. His eyes dilated, double the size. "Marrying you and loving you was my biggest mistake, and I want to rectify it. I want a freedom from this empty relationship that I no longer want to be in."
Still no words came out of his mouth. I was okay with it. "You care none, I give not a damn either. If you can't give it to me, I will drag you to the court..." I said, and finally wanted to leave.
"Think twice before doing that, your father and brothers are still in jail. You have no idea what can I do..."
"You are trying to threat me?!"
There was a smirk on his face that didn't make me flinch. "If you didn't divorce me, I will kill myself!" I said. A stupid thought once again came in my mind, and through my mouth it was out, that hit his ear and buzzed in his mind.
"I know you don't even care, and I will make sure I put the blame of my death on you! Don't think only you can only play dirty. If I once tried to gave my life for you, I won't mind giving it for my family..." I said, and surprised myself with this declaration and finally left to the room.
***Arnav's POV***
I really hurt her, the way she had said every word in anger was a slap in my face. How could I have told her that I didn't use her? I can't even think of it. It felt she was serious about every single word she had said. If she tried to harm herself, I will never able to forgive myself.
Things were much more complicated. And I didn't want to include her in all this. She was better kept out of this.
Divorce? Not in my wildest dreams I thought of this. Of course, why would she live with a person like me who was hurting her every moment. But I wasn't doing for fun. She was neither my doll, puppet nor a mistress. She was still the same girl, Khushi, whom I loved and I always will...
She is thinking of going away from me, and I won't ever be able to live without her.
Divorce A word was buzzing again and again inside my head.
Completely lost I made my way back to my room, but I heard her cries for help, that made my every senses alert. I ran, as fast as I could. My world froze what my eyes saw. Fire in my room pulled heart of my chest when I saw my Khushi scared, helplessly fighting in the flames.
I shouted her name.
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