Arhi FF: Sunshine and Moonlight #3- Part 52 - Page 55

Hellooo

Where are you? Why did you disappear?

when will you update dear ??????

Hi K
Your disappearing act is becoming quite a norm, don't you think?
Hoping to get at least a note from you about your well being and the status of the next update

I'm thoroughly in love with this story.

Hey, just now read chapter 49 again and missing this story so so so so so so so so much!!!!

hi..read his story in a go...and luvd it...pls update soon...or atleast put a note abt the status...

Part 52:

Khushi closed her eyes and took a deep breath... NO. She refused to be put on the spot like this... She opened her eyes and looked into his eyes... sighed and bent her head and rested her forehead on his chest, which was where her height put her... and said exactly what she was feeling... " I am tired Arnavji..." and immediately she felt the air in the room simmer down, his right hand which was not hurt that was holding on to her hand tight let go of her hand and slowly... softly... assuringly... wrapped around her and gathered her closer to him.

She was at peace... she can take anything that life threw at her as long as he held her like this... she just held on and stood there and he held on to her. She had no idea how long they had stood there like that but she was brought back to reality when someone knocked on the door and she hurriedly moved away from him...

It was OmPrakashji come to deliver the soup she had forgotten... Arnavji was at the door before she could blink and was yelling "Om prakash what the hell!!... What do I have to do to get a moment of peace around here???" she almost choked on her own tongue listening to what Arnavji was saying. She hurriedly got to the door and stood between Arnavji and Om Prakashji who was desperately trying to think of an answer but not being able to do that was stammering something... she smiled at him assuringly and took the soup from him and said "Thank you Om Prakashji... I will take it from here you can go..." she smiled again to reassure the poor man.

Arnavji by now had moved away from the door and was back to sitting at the head of the bed leaning back on his pillow, muttering something like a school boy... she smiled at the picture in front of her... the usually composed ASR... muttering about such a silly thing like an unhappy teenager. She went to where she had put the rest of his lunch and put the soup beside it. And turned to him and took the plate with plain paratha and veg curry made with little oil and came and sat in front of him. He looked up surprised not expecting her to do that.

She took a piece of paratha and dipped it in the curry and held it up for him to take a bite and he looked into her eyes and bent towards her a little and took the bite. A thrill ran down her spine she took a deep breath to control it... she had more important matters to deal with right now. She cleared her throat as she continued to feed him "Arnavji... when my parents died... my father's parents and his brothers and even my mother's parents refused to take me... so the police had to go looking for my mother's siblings and they found Amma and bauji... and they took me in without a second thought. He was not earning much and he had his wife and daughter and a widowed sister living with him... But he never even for a second thought about leaving me. He just picked me up and gave me a home and a wonderful family."... her voice trembled but she continued "I never felt like an outsider... never even remembered that I was not part of the family... he gave me love that I cannot repay... in this lifetime or any other..."

"And then... two weeks back came the second darkest night in my life when I felt helpless and scared and..." she paused for a second and continued "... and felt cheap..." he looked up sharply at her and she smiled a little at him and continued "...and then you came in to my life... protecting me... taking care of me... making me feel worthy again..." he kept her eyes locked and she did not look away "...doing things for me without me even asking for it..."

She paused and said "Bauji and you are the two blessings in my life that Devi Mayya sent to me for taking away my parents Arnavji... that's what I believe..." she paused and looked away and said "I hope and pray that I will never ever have to choose between the two of you..." she voice shook with emotion... she also realized she was actually expressing to him that he mattered a lot to her... almost telling him that she could not live without him...

"Khushi... I..." his voice was coarse...she cut him off "I know you didn't mean anything Arnavji but I just needed to make it clear to you that I cannot and will not choose between you two and so please never ask me to do that..." she had finished the food on the plate and she stood up and took the dishes leaving the soup for him to eat when he felt like it and left the room hoping and praying that he understood the attempt to tell him that he mattered to her and she needed him in her life for her to survive at least a little.

When she got to the door she looked back to see him looking tortured she sighed he was not looking at the inner meaning of her words yet... he was still feeling bad for asking her that question... she couldn't do anything else... she left the room leaving the rest up to her mother... her Devi Mayya...

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He felt like killing himself for asking her that question, he and his idiotic temper... of course she can go to her father if she felt like it... she was his child his ladli... what the heck was wrong with him to ask her that question, who was he to her... he was just someone who tried to help her... She was just being nice to him by saying that he was also important to her... she said that she would not choose...hmmm...

Why could she not choose, if asked to choose..., logically she had no attachment to him so her father should be her choice without question... but... but she said that she wouldn't be able to choose... she was telling him in her own way that he was important ot her... no not just important... very important...

His heart thumped to a new set of emotions, a mixture of happiness, nervousness, certainity, uncertainity, hope and many many more... he felt his heart flutter. Realization of the importance of the conversation he had just had with his wife sinked in slowly... and as it sinked in a lovely warm feeling filled his heart his veins and overflowed into his world and the world just seemed brighter. A smile refused to leave his lips... he got up from where he was he had to see her... he could feel it... it was the start of something beautiful...

He went looking for her... he walked out of his room and down the stairs and into the living room and turned towards the family dining room and came to a halt in his tracks, there was his family taking lunch and they all looked in his direction. She was there too and when she looked in his direction she held his eyes for a second and they immediately looked away, somehow he knew that she knew what he had come to tell her.

His Nani beckoned him to come and sit with them, he understood that she needed reassurance that he was well, so he obliged her and took his place beside his Nani and to his other side was his... his... wife seemed to mean nothing compared to the value she had in his life, so he settled for his everything.

He looked up to see his Di with tears in her eyes, he smiled at her and said "I am fine Di" she nodded "I know Chote, I can see our smile..." she paused and her expression turned worried and she said "Now if only your jijaji would feel better... everything will be back to normal...". He frowned and remembering the bas***d said "Whats wron Di?"

"Woh ... he has had very very bad stomach upset, he is not able to hold any food down. Payal said it's some kind of food poisoning. He is not able to even sit up properly Chote..."

He frowned, his mind calculating but appropriate words rolled out of his mouth "He will be fine Di, I am sure. You don't worry, please take care of yourself."

But his eyes were fixed on Payal who was looking very very intensely at his... his Khushi. Who for some reason was just eating away ignoring the conversation at the table... Hmmm something was going on here.

As dinner got over everyone was moving towards the living room, though his heart wanted to go with her into the kitchen, proprietary dictated that he follow the family to the living room. The conversation went from one thing to another and slowly everyone retired to whatever they had planned for the afternoon, he made his way towards the stairs and when he reached the bottom of the stairs and decided he needed to talk to his wife no matter what. So he turned and headed for the kitchen wondering what she was doing in there when even all the household help had lef to their quarters for a few hour afternoon break.

As he reached the kitchen he heard low intense voices... "Khushi what the hell were you thinking!!! I was soo worried the doctor might order a bllod test and then... why Khushi why did you?? I was scared sick..." "Jiji please I don't want to talk about it..." "No Khushi you need to talk about it let it out of your system otherwise yo might do something else next time... Khushi, you are such a loving sole... I don't remember a time when you were even rude to people but this this is not you... please baby tell me why you had to do this... It's killing me... I am scared I won't be able to protect you..." "Jiji please don't worry... I won't ever do it again... I swear... but please you don't cry... I can't bear it..."

A little bit of snufflingly noses and a little silence followed he held his breath needing to know why Payal was questioning Khushi like that "Khushi you didn't even hurt him when he... when he hurt you that night... why now?? Please tell me..."

"I heard him jiji I heard him talking to someone and telling them to finish something that day. I had a bad feeling I told Arnavji and he said its nothing but he was... he was shot that night Jiji..." he voice was breaking and trembling and he knew tears were flowing freely he wanted to go and hold her but he knew she was save with Payal and his heart yearned to comfort her anyway.

"I just couldn't bear it him walking around hale and healthy when Arnavji was fighting was his life... I just couldn't stand it so... so I did what I had to, to stop him from coming near Arnavji... it was a mild dose... it wont kill him but it will show him hell!!" He was speechless his sweet little wife...

"Khushi listen to me, promise me... never again you will not think of something like this ever again." There was a no reply only heavy silence then he heard Payals voice again pleading "Khushi please for me..." a little more pause later he heard her voice " I wont do anything Jiji as long as he doesn't hurt Arnavji... I will not do anything even if he messes with me... but if he ever touches Arnavji again... I will not spare him..."

He couldn't stand there any longer, he was overcome with emotions... this girl had done such a thing for him... he needed to tell her so many things he refused to be in the shadows anymore, he stepped further into the kitchen further into their line of view... and Payal looked up and saw him and Khushi followed.

They immediately moved away from eachother and turned away from him and towards the kitchen counters getting busy and then Payal said "Arnav bhai, I will be visiting Amma and Bauji in the evening to tell them everything is fine here. It's a short visit, shall I take Khushi?" When he didn't reply and saw he was just staring at Khushi... she said "Bhai?" and without looking away form Khushi he said "No Payal Khushi will not be coming with you." Khushi turned sharply towards him and her eyes met his and tears pooled in her eyes he could read her like a book, she was hurt he didn't understand her when she had explained things to him.

He didn't look away and held her gaze, he saw from the corner of his eyes Payal leave the room realizing they need some space. As soon as he was sure Payal had left he moved towards her with a need in his heart to be near her. When he reached her he took a deep breath and took her face in his good hands palm. Wiped of any residue of tears from her eyes and cheeks. By now her face had a delightful pink glow to it, then he moved closer to her aligning his body to her entire length of her body but not touching her anywhere.

His pulse raced and his nerves tingled in anticipation, but he needed to tell her something first, "Khushi, you will never have to choose between us. Because the next time you want to go to your Bauji's house...I will go with you... but since I can not go with you today, will you wait till we can go together?"

She smiled even chukled a little and her eyes glossed with a film of water and she nodded her head. It filled him with immense pleasure to see her happy like that. He moved his thumb over her eyes to remove any traces of grief from there, she closed her eyes allowing him to do that and tilted her ever so slightly and that was so sensual tha he could no longer hold back.

He gently ran his thumb on her soft a butter skin, feeling remembering the texture, he caressed her cheeks and let his thumb move all the way back till it flicked her baby soft ear lobes. Desire rose in him, he moved his thumb backand this time he tilted her face a little back and ran his thumb ever so gently on both her lips. She sucked in her breath sharply but didn't move back.

The need to be more intimate with her rose rapidly, dialating and darkening his pupils. He needed her now damnit!!

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Her whole body was alive, every inch of her aware of every inch of him. Though their bodies were not touching, she knew exactly what part of her body was aligned to which part of his, creating this longing in her to lean just a little forward to feel the whole of him against her, but modesty held her back.

His thumb running over her lips though were killing her with an onload of emotions, what was he doing...torturing her like this... His thumb was running on her lips for the third time and this time she felt his thumb pull her lower lip down and open it. She shivered in his arms and this time she heard him swear under his breath she felt his warm breath on her lips and before she knew it, she felt his lips capture her lower lip between them.

She must have shivered or swooned she was not sure... as his hand left her face and wrapped around her. She couldn't keep track of all the things happening her heart was beating at such speed that she was sure it was gonna stop altogether anytime now. Blood was rushing in all directions, nerves tingling all around. His lips very gently creating suction on her lower lip, his tongue tracing her lip.

She couldn't breath, she wanted him to let her go, she wanted him to make her more breathless she couldn't decide. She fisted her saree in both the hands, they had moved even closer his sling of his injured hand occasionaly brushing her, causing her body to sing though she knew, he had no idea it was happening... still it was part of him and her mind could only comprehend that much at the moment.

Then her mind comprehended someone saying "CHOTE!!" and she tried to move away in a hurry but his hand that was wrapped around her held her back. When she heard it the second time though she felt him pull away from her and when she opened her eyes she was looking into his eyes which were so intense and making her heart shudder and shyness took over and she looked away and then they heard Nani's exasperated "CHOTE!!" and moved apart and looked in her direction to see her facing away from them and she took a deep breath and said "Khushi go to your room..."

Khushi was hoping the earth would just open up and swallow her she couldn't look at anyone in this room, so she thought Nani's suggestion was great and walked out of the room as fast as she could and raced to their bedroom without looking back.

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He was extremely happy and humungously embarresed at the same time, to me caught by his Nani!! He cleared his throat and moved to make for the door hoping his Nani won't talk about this, but he should have know his Nani and his Di were bent on embarrassing him from the day he was born.

As he crossed her to leave "Chote, she is young and inexperienced and will not know how to tell you off, please think about her modesty before you do anything like this." He nodded in reply as usual his Nani was correct, he should have thought about it, thank god the house help didn't walk in on them.

He nodded again and walked towards his room... to their room, his wonderful wife, the meaning of life in his life to his Khushi...

Wow!! What a wonderful surprise on valentine's day K 😊

Wow u updated tht too on valentines day... 😉 ... Thank u... D way kushi put it in words hw important Arnav is to her was wonderful... Arnav's desperation to be with her is so cute... Poor Omprakash... ND shyam... Tht scumbag... Serves him ri8... Feeling bad for Anjali though... Payal is one brilliant soul... She literally decodes everything nd everyone... D last part was so romantic... Especially nani telling him off was funny... 😆