" You will agree to whatever I say, or your sister Payal will be dead" threatened Arnav, while Khushi kept struggling in his steel grip, but with no success.
" Please don't do anything to Payal! She has already suffered enough, Arnav" begged Khushi, as a loving sister in her sprung from the defensive one.
" Then you will have to come to my farmhouse tomorrow night, and in a red sari" said Arnav with a evil glint in his eyes.
" How can you ask for such a thing? Please don't be so inhumane, Arnav" pleaded Khushi, while her knees were giving up.
" You are saying this? A person who can leave a person in pain for an obsessed sister doesn't have the right to say this. And who are you to decide here. This is my clause, accepting or not is your wish and you know the cost of not accepting, don't you?" hissed Arnav, while pulling her closer to him, sensing that her knees were giving away.
So much was his love for her that he realized that her knees were giving away listening to his threats and he supported her, as he always did for her.
He knew what he was doing. He knew that though he took a wrong route, it was necessary for Khushi to understand his love for her.
Khushi didn't want to make Payal suffer as she was already suffering after marrying Rahul on her father's wishes. Now due to her she can't suffer more and hence she decided that she will agree.
" I agree. But not because I am scared of you. Because I love my sister. And my love for her is not selfish like yours, Mr.Raizada!" said Khushi in a voice choking due to the pain, his love was the cause of.
Arnav was angered that she called his love for her selfish.
" You have lost the right to call someone else's love, especially mine for you selfish. You lost it the minute you forced me to accept Lavanya. If my love was selfish, I would have taken advantage of your amnesiac condition and I know you would not have stopped me. Why to talk of then, even if I take advantage of you now, I know you will not be able to stop me, you will not be able to spurn my advances towards you because I know you love me too!" hissed Arnav, bringing Khushi so close to him that there was not even the space for her to breathe.
There was realization that they loved each other but there was reluctance in her eyes.
There was an acceptance that they wanted each other but there was silence in his expression.
There was recognition that they were made for each other but there was pain in their love.
For every feeling of theirs there was a contradiction of destiny, an obstacle by fate, a pain by their love.
" Leave me, Arnav! You can't misbehave with me like this. You have got no right to do this." said a crying Khushi who felt her defeat in every phase of her love life, laughing down on her as Arnav's words today.
" If I don't have rights on you, then no one in this world has rights on you, Khushi. I am your husband, dammit!" roared Arnav on Khushi, as he always felt the horrendous feeling of rejection engulfing him, whenever she denied him of his rights.
" I don't consider you as one. What happened was owing to my amnesiac condition. You can't use that situation as a weapon on me." said Khushi defensively while she knew she was the one at fault here.
" Okay. So these are you thoughts. Great, store them till tomorrow night. Because tomorrow night, exactly by this time all this will be gone out of your mind. Be ready for the unexpected, Khushi!" said Arnav before pushing her away from him with a jerk and leaving from there through the way he came in, the balcony.
Khushi felt the light from her life going as Arnav was going from there. What were his plans for tomorrow's night?
Was he going to exert his husbandly rights on her and get physical with her?
The answers to these questions only time would give to her. And these answers would surely bring tremendous change in her feelings and life.
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