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Looking around the room, hoping to scan the hall once again for her family, she saw Shyam holding Anjali's shoulders as she whispered something to him and he nodded, heading towards the kitchen a few seconds later. This was her chance, she thought, as she headed after him.
Arnav would not have noticed that Khushi had walked back in had he not always felt her around him. His heart started beating faster and he knew she must be back, finally spotting her at the same place at which they had walked in, as beautiful as ever, with a small smile on her face. He wondered what the reason for her happiness was, maybe she had finally spotted her family? He followed her line of vision to see Shyam, and looked back at her to see that the smile was now gone.
He watched her think, he could tell she was making a decision in her head, and it was probably a bad one knowing that she was angry. That was Khushi for you, thinking with her heart and never with her head.
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"What do you think you are doing?" she angrily asked, surprised at her own courage "Have you not done enough?"
Khushi stood fuming in the middle of the kitchen, shaking from the anger she felt towards the man in front of her. This was her plan? She thought to herself. Oh great job Khushi Kumari Gupta, just walking up to him and asking him to stop, great going there, really a genius at planning you are.
Shyam looked up from where he was standing next to Anjali's birthday cake which she had asked for him to bring out, and smiled to see who was standing before him "Khushi ji, aap?"
"What is this nonsense, what are you planning?" she repeated.
Shyam walked over from where he was standing so that there was now only a few feet between him and Khushi, he could smell her perfume.
"What are you talking about Khushi ji?"
Him saying her name made her shiver "You know what I am talking about, this surprise that you have talked about with Anjali ji? What is it you want from us, just leave us alone!"
"Khushi ji its Anj.."
"Khushi ji its Anjali's birthday" he continued, ignoring her protest "It is just a present for her, you can't expect me to turn up empty handed now can you?"
Lie after lie after lie. Didnt this man tire out? "Why are you involving us? We've had enough of you! You have ruined our lives already, Arnav ji has warned you, and he won't hesitate to get rid of you if he must, so just keep away from us"
"So now you think that man dictates what I do? You think I am scared of him?"
The sudden change in his tone made Khushi flinch and take a small step back as he started moving towards her. From anyone else's point of view Shyam just looked as though he wanted to talk to Khushi and was moving towards her, but Khushi had learnt her lesson. This man was not to be trusted.
As he took his third step and Khushi hit the wall behind her, she contemplated screaming out for help. That could have dire consequences if she were to explain why she had screamed, but it was better to be safe than anything else.
"Stay away from me" she warned, staying strong "and Arnav ji, just leave us alone, stop whatever you have planned, we want nothing to do with it, your relationship is with your wife, not with us"
"Us? So both of you are in this together now?" he asked, sounding enraged at her use of the word "Why did you marry him Khushi ji? What does he give you that any other man can't?" - That I can't he added to himself.
"This is nonsense, what are you talking about? My personal life has absolutely nothing to do with you"
She cringed again at the sound of her name as he took another step towards her, he was way too close for comfort now, she didn't even like being in the same room as him.
How dare he question her life, how dare he say she wasn't happy. He had put her in this situation, it was his entire fault.
"It will all be okay Khushi ji, I promise I will make it all okay" with that he stepped up towards her so that there was hardly a gap between them. That is when Khushi lost it, she opened her mouth to scream as loud as she possibly could when she found that he had covered her mouth with his hand.
His touch disgusted her, how had things escalated to this in less than a minute? What was going on? Her mind was screaming at her to get away. Instinctively she threw her hands up to his chest and heaved as much as her fragile form would let her. Shyam rocked back from the force but it didn't push him completely off of her.
"Don't make so much noise Khushi ji" he said, a menacing glint in his eyes "What will people say?"
She thought of Anjali as she pushed at Shyam again, hoping that she wasn't overreacting, finally pulling his hand off of her mouth,