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Chapter 51
Unacceptable love
Khushi looked into his intense questioning eyes burning with passion and love for her and she knew instinctively what he was asking her...he was hot and hard against her soft moistness...and the kisses he was trailing from her shoulder blade to the hollow in her neck to her heaving cleavage was driving her crazy...
Arnav gently brushed away the errant strands from her face...stroking her flushed cheek ...her eyes were closed, she was breathing heavily...waiting for him...
He gently but firmly dug out her face from the crook of his neck and said in a hoarse whisper, "Khushi open your eyes..."
She sucked in her breath for she knew her eyes could not hide anything from him and opened them slowly...
They had turned a beautiful golden, in affirmation of the passion burning in their hazel depths...
His heart leapt to his mouth...his mind was in a dazed whir...
Unbelievable! She wanted him as crazily and completely as he wanted her...
Shashi Gupta opened the lid of the casserole and took out one roti and put it on his plate. If Khushi and Payal had been here, they would have insisted he eat at least two more rotis he mused, smiling to himself as he broke the roti and dipped it in the daal. And his Khushi bitiya would have emotionally blackmailed him and stuffed all the rotis down his throat along with his medicines for sure, he smiled again!
But the news on television had left him slightly tense since he could not get through Arnav and Khushi on phone. Payal and none of the Raizadas knew what had happened but Payal had assured him over the phone that Aakash and Aman had left for Darjeeling to get to the bottom of the matter.
A rap on the door brought him out of his reverie and he got up from the dining table to open the door...
"Hayye re nand Kishore!" Buaji brushed past her brother and flopped down on the couch, fanning herself with her saree's aanchal.
"What happened Jiji? How come you are back so early from the satsang (pooja)? I told you not to bother about my dinner...see I am already having it ...and then I will take my medicines..." Shashi Gupta told her.
"Arey Sasi babua! How could I have stayed back at the satsang(pooja) when the ladies there are bitching about Sankadevi...!"
"What do you mean?" Shashi Gupta stared at her incredulously.
"Haye re Nand Kishore! That television clip is the root of all problem..they are linking up our Khushi with Arnav bitwa and saying malicious things about them!" Buaji cried in anguish.
"You heard such rubbish about Khushi and did not reply back..." Babuji was angry.
"Of course I did , Sashi babua! But when tongues wag no one can stop them..."
But don't worry I will call Anjali bitiya...in fact I can also talk to Devyani Raizada, after all she is an old friend though I haven't seen her for ages..." Buaji said thoughtfully.
Suddenly someone cackled at the doorway! It was Dholni chachi, the gossipmonger of the neighbourhood. "Yes Madhumati my dear, please do call the Raizadas and find out if Arnav Singh Raizada fallen short of classy girls that he is spending so much time alone with our Khushi in the air!
Shashi Gupta stepped forward in anger but Buaji stopped him and swung her plait over her shoulder and thundered at dholni chachi, "Stop it Dholni! I told you..."
Dholni chachi interrupted
"It seems you haven't seen the latest Breaking News on television, Madhumati and Sasi babua...your Khushi has vanished into thin air with that Arnav in a storm...And no one knows where they are and what they are doing...alone!!" Dholni chachi settled down on the couch more comfortably and smiled a sugary smile...
"Yes I am going to call the Raizadas now!" Madhumati sprang up from her seat!
Khushi saw the amazed look in his eyes and smiled at him shyly.
He smiled back in awe and as if in a trance marked her as his...sliding gentle fingers down her forehead, eyes, nose, cheeks, lips, neck, shoulders...Khushi closed her eyes welcoming his possessive touch...and then he started kissing every inch of her face slowly, worshipping her with his long hot kisses, telling her in every kiss how much he cared for her, trusted her and adored her. His kisses aroused sparks and a fire burned within her...a fire he had set and one only he could douse.
She suck in her breath and opened her eyes with a jerk as she felt his weight shift off her. His handsome face hovered above her and with shaky hands he tugged the blanket off her with gentle hands. Her heart rocketed sky high as his loving eyes drank in her beauty with worshipful silence without touching her. Unknowingly Khushi arched her body towards him mutely appealing to him with passionate eyes and quivering lips...as the fire he had lit within her blazed higher than the fire he had lit in the small lodge...a fire only he could douse...
"Hello hi bye bye! What can we do if you can't find Khushi?! It was because of her and her friend's stupid Hang Gliding idea that our Arnav bitwa has disappeared! In fact I want you, hello hi bye bye to tell us where is our Arnav bitwa??!Do you know his Nani, his Di, can't stop crying! And hum to ekdum hi deadwa ho gaye bilakhte bilakhte...(And I am almost dead in grief...)" Manorama Mami wailed in anger over the phone.
"Who are you talking to Manorama?" Anjali asked hurrying towards her, her eyes red and puffed. "Is there any news of Khushi and Chhotey ?"
Nani emerged from her pooja room and hissed at Manorama, "Manorama can't you keep your voice down...!" Then rushing towards Anjali she said, "Anjali bitiya please rest, if there is any news I will let you know immediately..."
Ever since the news of the accident in Darjeeling had been communicated to the Raizada household, a dark eeriness had enveloped the home. Aman and Aakash had reached Darjeeling and the search for the missing glider was on but they had not received any positive news!
Please let Arnav and khushi be alive and in good health, Nani prayed!
Anjali had had a miscarriage earlier and Nani was petrified that she would lose her baby again and her will to live if something happened to Chhotey! Hey Devi Maiyya protect them!
Suddenly Nani saw Anjali swooning.
Payal was wondering if she should call Babuji and Buaji and inform them about the mishap with Khushi when she heard Nani scream of help. She immediately ran across and in time caught Anjali from crashing to the floor! The two women led the semi conscious Anjali to the sofa and laid her down.
"I will get water for Anjali ji, you stay here with her Nani ji," Payal whispered and made her way towards the kitchen quickly.
Nani sighed, wiping the tears that had welled up in her eyes and looking at Payal's retreating thanked God for payal's cool presence in the house. Though equally concerned for her younger sibling, Payal was much stronger than Anjali And way better than Manorama in dealing with crisis situations. This was the sort of girl who would be an ideal wife for her grandson, Aakash.
"What would I have done without you bitiya," Nani said looking at Payal affectionately as she came back with a glass of water, Hari Prakash in tow.
"You would have been much happier sasuma if Anjali bitiya had not bought these two Raizada sisters to our house...hello hi bye bye! It is because of them that Anjali bitiya is in this condition!" Manorama said meanly, waddling up to them, her phone conversation over.
Tears stung Payal's eyes as she heard Mami make these accusations but she pursed her lips and continued caring for Anjali, who was regaining consciousness.
Nani was astonished at Manorama's mean words and hollerd, "What rubbish are you talking Manorama! Payal has been such a help and Khushi is such a lovely girl! You are the one who was so busy on the phone that you did not see Anjali fainting! You know her condition, don't you?"
"Hello hi bye bye, sasuma!" Manorama spat, " these twos Buaji was on the phone! And she is not worred about our Arnav bitwa but her niece Khushi! She thinks Arnav bitwa is responsible for the accident as he should not have flown the glider when he knew that a storm was expected!"
"I am sure Chhotey did not know about the weather...he would never endangered Khushi's life..." Anjali said in a weak agitatedvoice.
"Anjali di please don't talk, you are not well enough..." Payal pleaded, ignoring the barbs of Mami.
Manorama glared at Payal and scowled, "Hello hi bye bye!" You girl, don't tell us what to do because your Buaji wants you to go back to your house immediately! She does not want you to stay with us even for a moment..."
Payal looked at Mami anxiously. Babuji and Buaji had obviously heard of the accident but why did they want her to return without Khushi...she thought frantically.
Nani stared at Manorama puzzled. "I can't understand..."
"Amma I think you and others need to watch this..." Manohar Raizada walked into the room with a dark glum face, "I had stepped out of the house for a few minutes and this is the only news being discussed by all and sundry..." he said switching on the television...
Kamlesh Khabri was yelling..."See for yourself this is Arnav singh Raizada who is beating me up because I dared to question the relationship between him and this girl standing behind him...just because he is rich and powerful he thinks he can silence me...while he uses and throws girls...but he will never be able to deter me from the path of Truth! He knew about the inclement weather but I saw him dragging this poor girl to his glider and flying away..."
"Oh God!" Anjali exclaimed, trying to sit up on the sofa while Payal and Nani stared at the television unbelievingly...
At the recording studio, Kamlesh Khabri was trying very hard not to laugh! He had vowed to get even with ASR and he was making a killing! The TRP of his news channel was jumping up every second!
"I hear ASR's PA and his brother are leaving no stone unturned in their search for the missing glider...and even if ASR and this girl are found...it is too much to expect that that wolf ASR will not devour the girl taking full opportunity of the circumstances he might crush her like a flower...take away all her innocence..."
"Hello hi bye bye!Look at what is he saying!" Manorama exclaimed loudly, hands on her cheeks...
Payal trembled.
Anjali's face became ashen, "This is not true...Chhotey loves Khushi...I know in my heart..."
Nani hugged Anjali and prayed for her family...she understood now why Madhumati had made an angry phone call to the Raizada house.
"I will call back Madhumati and explain the entire situation to her..." Nani muttered to herself in despair, "Kamlesh khabri was not only lashing out against Arnav but what was worse he was giving Khushi a bad name..."
She wound her fingers round his neck and caressed the hair at the nape of his neck and jerked him towards her, his well toned chest crashing into her bouncy mounds...a sensation that almost killed her...
Suddenly she felt Arnav stilling on her.
Khushi moaned in protest...
"Shh.." Arnav whispered, placing his palm over her mouth.
"Someone is outside..." he said listening carefully his ear cocked to one side.
He quickly covered her and once again gesturing to her to keep quiet. He quickly grabbed the bottle of country alcohol which he had used to tend to Khushi's wound. It would serve as a good weapon he thought gritting his teeth.
Khushi looked at him with terrified eyes and caught hold of his hand, "Arnav what is going on?" she whispered fiercely.
The sound of approaching feet and murmurs were distinct now. There must be four-five people Arnav estimated. The door was lying on the floor where Arnav had knocked it down while entering the lodge. The men would be in sight soon!
"Khushi, hide behind the hay stack...quick!" he said his eyes wild with concern for her.
"What about you? What are you going to do? Tell me first who are these people!" Khushi said beesechingly.
Arnav cupped her face, "Khushi there is no time...its enough for you to know...the accident was not really an accident...someone wants me killed and..."
"What! Hey Devi Maiyya" Khushi shrieked and crashed into Arnav's chest, wounding her hands around him tightly, her eyes were restless and anxious tears shone in them in the yellow light of the fire, "No..no...no... I will not let you go..."
Arnav smashed her trembling pink lips in a hard reassuring kiss and said "Khushi please hide...I will be okay I promise..."
A voice cackled on the broken door, "It is Arnav Singh Raizada alright! And that chick is also with her!"
Arnav turned towards the voice in rage , hiding Khushi behind his back. The huge ugly looking man at the door was joined by three others equally mean looking ruffians. The shortest one, licked his slips and said, " Can I take this girl, after the guy is dead!"
"Sure Shorty! Provided you share her with us!" the others guffawed.
Khushi closed her eyes in terror and hid her face in Arnav's broad bare back. She saw his shoulder muscles rippling as he strengthened his grip over the glass bottle, his knuckles turning red. She could not see his face but she knew if looks could kill all the men would have dropped dead at once. She chanted Devi Maiyya's name as she heard the sound of rushing feet and then a loud crash as Arnav brought down the bottle on the goon's head. With the other hand he delivered a solid punch on Shorty's jaw and Khushi winced as she heard the sound of bones splintering and Shorty let out a painful scream as blood poured out from his foamig mouth.
Khushi peeped from behind Arnav's back, and blinked rapidly, the other two men were approaching them with trepidation. Arnav sprang at the bulkier one, the chief, grabbing him from the neck but the man also lunged at Arnav and kicked him hard on his chest, making him lose his balance !
Suddenly the other man produced a hockey stick from inside his shirt and leapt towards Arnav. Without thinking twice, Khushi grabbed the hockey stick in order to prevent the man from hitting Arnav. "Arnav!" she screamed drawing his attention to the chap. Arnav flew up in the air and kick both men with such force that they crashed against the opposite wall and slumped down with a thud!
"Arnav!" Khushi ran to him and hugged him, running her hand over his face and chest and whispering feverishly, "Tum theek ho? Tum theek ho?"
" I am fine Khushi..." Arnav murmured brushing the loose wild strands from her face and tucking them behind her ear. He held her hand and dropping soft kisses on her palm smirked, "It is not so easy to kill Laad governor, right?!"
Khushi punched him on his chest in mock anger as he laughed throatily.
The sound of voices again outside stilled both of them. Once again Arnav hid Khushi behind him but this time the voice that called out was a familiar one...
"Bhai! Khushiji!" Aakash's voice floated in at the door and Arnav and Khushi looked at each other relieved.
"Here Aakash!" Arnav shouted back and gesturing to Khushi to stay put sprinted out of the hut. Before Khushi could understand why he had left he came back carrying a big bag.
"Here Khushi, these are your clothes. Aman got them from our hotel. Wear them..we are waiting outside..." he said handing the bag to her.
"Oh just one second," he smirked at the four unconscious goons and dragging them out of the lodge muttered, "Let the lady dress... you morons!"
Khushi giggled at his retreating back. And suddenly tears welled up in her eyes. She looked around the lodge slowly and sighed...she would miss and cherish the moments they had spent together...
The sky splashed red, pink, golden colour on the dark sky, heralding the break of of a new dawn, trying to wash the memory of the storm in the sweet horizon...
"Aman inform Di and Khushi's family that we are safe..." ASR ordered Aman as he looked up at the sky with a smirk and slipped into a crisp white shirt.
"Its been done ASR!" Aman said avoiding his eyes.
Arnav squinted his eyes as he buttoned up his shirt, "Good! And what about Rahim chacha, did you get him?"
"Yes ASR he is in a safe house as you wanted! But we could not get him out of Darjeeling as Shyam's men are all over the place with a toothcomb ever since we took him in! I think Naira must have informed Shyam!"
"I will kill Shyam with my bare hands for engineering this accident!" Arnav gritted his teeth, his eyes glinting in anger. But first I want to talk to Rahim chacha and find out more about maa..." he choked on the words.
Aakash squeezed his bhai's shoulder understanding very well how restless he must be to know the mystery behind his maa's death.
But there were graver things at hand for Aakash . Nani had phone and ordered him and Aman to bring Khushi back home immediately without delaying for a second.
"What should we do?" Aakash whispered to Aman.
"Is something the matter?" Arnav stared at Aakash and Aman curiously.
The two looked at each other and wondered whether to tell Arnav...they knew he would be enraged...
Aman nodded at Aakash, imploring him to spill the beans...
Aakash sighed deeply and shifting uncomfortably from one feet to another said in a hushed voice, not to reach Khushi 's ears, "There is big trouble brewing bhai...we have to leave immediately..."
"What the! What trouble!" Arnav scowled, "I am not leaving Darjeeling without meeting Rahim chacha" Arnav growled..."Now that we are so near..." he said wistfully.
An idea flashed in Aman'smind. "ASR, " he said clearing his throat..." I will take you to the safehouse where Rahim chacha is..let Khushi return with Aakash, her family is worried for her, anyway we have to take NK back too after discharging him from the hospital..."
Arnav pursed his lips. The very thought of parting from Khushi seemed unbearable suddenly and turned towards the lodge eager to see her
His heart flipped as he saw her frolicking out of the lodge,looking like the radiant sunshine that had just broken through the dreary clouds...
It was better to let her go home, she would be safer there than with me...
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