[COMPLETE]ArShi SS :: Kusi #3 Note on Page- 151 (11/12/16))

Part 16

"He...he gave my magic to so many women ...He ..he ... he hugged them ...he allowed them to sleep on his bed ...why? He ...he had told only wife and husband kiss, only they sleep together ... Then why he did that? Hume unse koi baat nahi karni ...I don't want to talk to him ... He is so bad... I don't ...I ... I ..I am hurt...so much ..."

Maria hugged her close as Khushi repeated the same things again and again, and sobbed.

"Shhh ...don't cry ...listen to me , Khushe ... Look at me ..." she pulled away from the hug and made her look at her. "I know what Arnev Bhai did was wrong. He didn't love any of the girls he was with, so it was wrong. But Khushe, it was all before you came into his life, before he married you. After the marriage he has changed. He only cares about you now. He only loves you. Please forget everything else. He never cheated on you. "

"But he .. he gave ..."

"Khushe, he is a man, you see ... they ... hmm" Maria looked at Khushe's confused face, having no idea how to explain this to her. "You see, you should be glad that he doesn't go to other women, and doesn't have mistresses like other Dukes.." She leaned near Khushe's ear. "You know I have heard that the neighbor country's Duke has so many mistresses..." Maria whispered in her ear.

Khushi moved back and frowned at her sister. "Mistress? What is mistress?"

Maria slapped her palm against her forehead. And here she thought she was sharing a secret with her.

"Khushe, mistress is ...is a woman who stays with a man without being married to him ... and" she looked at her still confused face. "And do all the things married couple do .." Maria added and looked at Khushi's horrified face. She let out a sigh. At least she understood.

"But why? I don't want to share him with anyone. I will not." She started sobbing again.

"Oh Khushe..." Maria again pulled her in her arms. "That's what I am saying, see he is not with any other woman now. He only loves and cares about you. What he did before marriage shouldn't matter to you, Khushe. Please forget it. "

"But Maria jiji ...I .."

"Khushe, you can't change the past ... Don't think about that, think about your present and future... He loves you, doesn't he? What more you can ask for? You ... you don't understand, Khushe... He is a man, I have seen how men treat their wives... many wives don't even get their husband's time... You are lucky, Khushe... "

Khushi looked down, her tears cascading down and falling on the grass. She knows that. She had heard her maid complaining about her husbands. She had heard rumors of Kings having many wives. But still the thought of her husband giving her magic to someone else makes her stomach churn. But he had said that was before he married her, before she came into his life. He never went to any other women after their marriage. He had always been a nice husband. He has always cared about her feelings. He has always taken care of her. He was also apologizing to her for his past. Her maids had said their husbands never apologize even if it's their husband's mistake.

Khushi wiped the tears. But he was apologizing, wasn't he? He was apologizing for the things Maria jiji says shouldn't matter now.

Khushi lifted her eyes to look at Maria.

"I was wrong in getting anger with him?" Khushi asked innocently.

"Partly, Khushe ... Men are not obliged to confess their past... whom they courted, whom they bedded... But Arnev bhai shared his past with you... And even after marriage if they wish to go to any other woman, you can't hold them guilty... " She took her hand in hers as she saw her troubled face. "But Arnev bhai is not like that. He only wants you ... He loves only you. Go and talk to him, please?"

A shuddering breath left her body. She should talk to him. But from last two days, he was not coming to her room. A single tear fell from her eyes as she thought of the two nights he was not there, holding her, apologizing her, telling how much he loves her.

"I will talk to him, Jiji .." she stood up and made a run before Maria can say anything.

Khushi ran into the hall, her breathing uneven with all the running. She saw her husband talking with his men, his back facing him. Securing the chunnari on her head, she took timid steps towards him. She saw her Akash bhaiya smile at him, and forced a small smile in return.

"Khushi, is there something you want?"

She heard her Akash bhaiya ask, and before she can shake her head in denial, she saw her husband turn towards her, and her breath got stuck in her throat. She had refused to even look at him in the past one week. His eyes were dull, no longer smiling at her. His face was hard, abandoned from the small smile which use to be reserved only for her. His stubble has grown, dark shadows lingering beneath his eyes; all the changes making him look old and tired. Despite of not wanting to cry in front of everyone, she felt a tear roll down her cheek. She brushed it off immediately, hoping that no one noticed it. But he did. And his face hardened more, if that was even possible.

"I .. I want to talk to you ..." Khushi said as she went and stood in front of her husband.

"I hope you know better than to disturb me when I am talking to my men" His cold voice sent chill down her spine. He had never used that tone before.

"I ...I just ...please..?" She kept her gaze down, not wanting to look at anyone.

"Khushi, come I will escort you to your room. You can tell me what you need.." Akash stepped in, knowing his brother was not in a good mood.

"I need you here Akash. The matter we are discussing is surely more important than hushing a crying baby..."

More tears fell down on the floor, and she immediately rubbed her foot on it, trying to erase it. And then without waiting for another second, she turned and ran upstairs.

Akash looked at his brother, not understanding his behavior. Why was he deliberately hurting her? But his brother, not even sparing him a glance busied himself with his men. Akash shook his head, sometimes his brother is as impossible as one can get.

Arnav entered the room and groaned at the darkness that blinded him momentarily. Untying his cloak, he threw it away in the darkness and strode towards the bed. Not caring to change his cloth, he lay on the bed and stared in the darkness. After 7 days of torturing him, she wants to talk to him. After refusing to look at him, she wants to talk to him. After turning deaf to his heartfelt confessions, she now wants to talk to him. Like hell he will allow her. If she thinks she has the power to shred his heart into pieces, and remain indifferent to it, then he will bloody hell show her what he is capable of. After refusing to listen to his every plea, she wants him to hear her. He refuse to play a puppet in her hand.

All the thoughts came to an abrupt halt as he heard a sniffing sound, followed by a chiming sound that belongs to her. She is here! His jaw clenched. After pushing him out of her room, how dare she enter his room? Enraged, he was about to stand up but stilled as he felt a feather like touch on his chest.

"I want to talk to you.. please talk to me ..."

He heard her soft voice and closed his eyes. No! He will not give in this time. Catching her hand, he jerked it away. "Get out of here! If my memory serves me right, you never wanted to see my face, let alone talk to me. Wasn't that your exact words?" Arnav asked, his jaw set.

A angry groan burst in his throat as he felt her weight on his chest, her soft body resting atop him.

"Hume maaf kar di jiye ... I was angry. Please listen to me... I will try to forget everything..."

And he saw red. She still thinks he was wrong. She thinks she is doing him a favor. Hell! Gripping her arms tightly, he flipped her over and loomed over her.

"Thank you! Thank you very much for trying to forget. Thank you very much for forgiving me, Madame." He breathed hard. Her figure wasn't clear in the dark, but he knew he was too close to her face. "What more to do want to say, Kusi?" he asked mockingly.

"I...I ... I was hurt..."

"I KNOW THAT DAMMITT!!" He bellowed, making her tremble beneath him. "I know you were hurt. I know that, you fool! That's why I pleaded, begged, apologized, confessed my love, did everything to sooth your pain. But you just refused to budge. You were hurt, and in turn, you hurt my every feeling. Do you realize how hard it was for me to confess my feelings? Do you? No! You don't! You only cared about your hurt, your feelings, ignoring how much hurt you were causing me. And I, like a fool was trying to sooth your pain all long. Fool, isn't that what people in love are titled? Bloody fools! I ...I confessed my love for you, and you ... you just ignored it?" he asked, still not believing how indifferent she was to his confession. "Why? Why dammit?!"

Khushi sobbed, not knowing how to react. She has hurt him. He is hurt. She never wanted to do that.

"I don't want to hurt you. I love you. Don't be angry with me."

"Why? Only you have the right to get angry, to get hurt? Why can't I? Wh..." He stopped.

In the sky the full moon came out from behind the dark cloud, and threw some light in the dark room.

Arnav just stared at her ridiculously innocent face. Her eyes filled with tears, long lashes damp with tears fanning her cheeks. Dark shadows evident under her eyes, giving away the proof of her sleepless nights. Her rose bud like lips parted, making his grip on her tighten. Oh, how much he wants to take that little mouth of hers in a punishing kiss.

"I am sorry... I will forget everything. I will not hurt you again. Don't leave me. Don't go to any other woman. I will die if you do that.. Don't do that...I don't want to share you with anyone. I..."

She was silenced at once as his hard mouth pressed against her plump lips. He wanted the kiss to be punishing, to show her he is dominator between them, to show her he holds more power in their relationship, but it was not long before his hard lips melted against her sweet lips, making him forget everything else but the feel of her warm lips against his. The kiss was tender, full of longing. His tongue invaded her mouth, tasting every corner of her mouth. He cupped her head between his palms, the intensity of the kiss making him dizzy with pleasure.

"You hate sharing, ..." his mouth lifted from her lips, but in the desperate need to feel her skin against his lips, he rested his mouth against her throat. "I know that ... I know that, pearl...I can't change the past, you have to understand that ..." he feathered soft kisses on her throat, loving the feel of her soft hands pressing against his shoulderblades.

Khushi tried to nod, too lost in the splendor his sweet touches were weaving on her senses.

"I ..I also love you ... I ...I apologize for hurting you ..." she drawled out the words, completely out of her mind. His kisses were all she could feel and think of.

Arnav moved down, pulling the chunnari away from her chest. Parched with tormenting separation, all he wanted was to absorb her. Pulling the sleeve of her choli down, he left a trail of hot kisses from her shoulder to her throat.

Khushi let the ecstasy wash over her. The feel of his lips against her skin too blissful to care about anything else. But then his hand crept there, and her eyes jerked open. She stilled.

Arnav was too lost in the euphoria to feel her stillness. His left hand moved back, wanting to pull the choli away from her body. His hand was about to pull the string of her choli when he felt some dampness against the palm holding her cheek. He lifted his head to look at her. "Kusi? Kusi, what happened?"

"I ..I ... your ...your hand ..." more tears slipped from her closed eyes.

Arnav looked down at his hand, which rested on her bosom. He pulled his hand away and looked down at her drenched cheek. God! She is so innocent. He debated between laughing or shouting out loud in frustration. Instead, he let out a sigh and rested his forehead against hers. "Kusi, love... There's nothing wrong in that. Are you scared?"

Khushi nodded her head slowly , her eyes still close.

Arnav kissed her nose. "Don't be ...It's all right. Married.."

"Married couples do that?" She opened her eyes.

Arnav stared in her brown depths, vulnerable and ready to accept anything he supplies. And in that moment he promised himself to never take advantage of her innocence, no matter how hard it is to control urges.

He nodded his head, and pressed a kiss on her lips. "Yes ..." He felt her slightly trembling beneath him. "But we will not till you are comfortable..." Lying on the bed, he pulled her on his chest. "OK?"

Khushi lifted her head from his chest and looked in his eyes. "I don't want to hurt you .."

Arnav smiled and pulled the sleeve of her choli up. "You are not hurting me now. You hurt me when you say you don't want to see my face. You hurt me when you ask me to get out of your room. You hurt me when you refuse to talk to me. Promise me you will never say all these ever again"

Khushi nodded her head in earnest. "I will never say that. I promise."

"Good. And I promise to never hurt you deliberately. You are too precious to me, pearl...I will never do anything which can hurt you...or make you cry.."

"You are precious to me, too. I will never hurt you, too.. " Khushi smiled.

Arnav reciprocated her smile. Cupping her face, be brought her close to him. "I love you, dammit..."

Khushi pecked his lips. "Hum bhi aapse I love you dammit."

Arnav stared at her face for few seconds, before his loud laughter echoed in his dark room.

Thank you so much guys for loving the SS so much and leaving behind such wonderful comments. Thank you very much!

Hope you all liked the update!

Hey , welcome back :) hope ur exams went well !

Such a sweet innocent girl Khushi is , ever forgiving , whatever Maria might have told her but it would have taken lot of courage from her to forgive Arnav especially when she does not understand the complexities of man woman relation . She's such a sweetheart <3

Glad both are back together !