Arhi FF: Was there ever love? Final Chapter Update - Page 42

i was so happy that kushi finally accepted her love...

but why jigar did like that... poor kushi...

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Khushi slowly opens her eyes and blinks constantly as she sees a white illuminant light above her. She shuts her eyes again. After a few seconds, she opens them slowly again and stares at the light so she could slowly start adapting to the color, and later sees five or seven people in turquoise outfits. She shuts her eyes again. Where am I? she asks herself as she suddenly hear voices after her ear unplugs.

"Wound in the brachial." Says somebody.

"We need a transverse cut. Wound distal to antecubital." Says somebody else.

"Wound is superficial. Luckily, internal bleeding is not the case anymore." Says a voice that's sounds familiar.

Khushi slowly opens her eyes to hear that voice. As she stares at the turquoise figures, she sees one familiar face. Her dad. Her dad was doing something with syringes near her. Suddenly, her brain clicks it. She suddenly remembers why she's hear. She tries to open her mouth to say papa, but no words come out. She tries again, but fails. Khushi vision blurs as she can't say papa. She wants to say papa, papa, and papa. But nothing comes out. She starts crying instantly, ignoring the other pain she was feeling in her left arm. She wanted to say those four precious letters which her dad loves to hear. Papa.

As if her dad heard those words, he looks up at her. Khushi smiles sadly as her visions becomes clear and blurry again. Her dad looks at her with teary eyes and looks away from her. "Patient is awake. Surgery is about to be performed so patient is needed one steroid injection (it's an injection to relief pain). " says her dad. Khushi keeps looking at him and says papa in her head. She starts crying silently as she remembers that her dad is facing his dark sad moments. She cries silently at seeing her dad performing a surgery on her, his daughter. She cries silently as she remembers her grandma's words when her chacha passed away, "it's okay to see your parents pass away, but it's not okay to see your kid pass away. No parent wants to bury their kid. No parent..." She cries silently as somebody injects her.

23 hours later

Khushi slowly opens her eyes and closes them quickly as sees a bright yellow-white light. She slowly, slowly, and slowly again opens her eyes and gets adapted to the room. She turns left and sees a white wall and turns rights and sees the same. She closes her eyes again and opens them again as she hears footsteps. She looks above and sees her dad. He's smiling at her and she smiles slightly back. She opens her mouth and says the four words she loves to say, "Papa."

Her dad smiles as he forms tears in his eyes, Khushi tries to get up but she feels strong ache from her back and left arm. Her father holds her right arm, "Puttar, rest. Let's drink some water, hmm?" he says to her as he picks up a glass of water. He holds the cup as she drinks like a two-year-old. He puts the cup down and sits down on the bed as he lays her down.

"Veer-ji? Is Veer-ji okay? Where is he?" Khushi questions her dad, but her dad just pats her head.

"Puttar he's outside. He's fine. Do you want to see him?" he asks her and she shakes her head like a two-year-old. He gets up and kisses her forehead and leaves toward the door. Khushi forms tears as her arm stings with pain.

After few seconds, she hears footsteps and sees her mom running toward her. She smiles brightly to her mom so her mom could calm down. Her mom cups her face and looks all over her, "Beta, are you okay? Need water? Are you having any pain?"

Khushi grabs her mom's hand and says, "Amma, I'm fine. Veer-ji how are you?" she says to Raj who stands behind her mom with Avinash holding onto him. He bends forward and kisses her on the nose. Khushi could see he's trying to control himself but however she could see tears between his blinking eyes.

"I'm fffine kiddo, you?" he asks her as he massages her head. Khushi beams at him to give him an answer.

6 hours later.

Khushi wakes up and sees a multicolor banquet next to her bed. She stares at them. They're her favorite. She loves multicolor flower banquet because it has all the colors of life. She stares at them as if they really special.

"Arnav sent those for you." Muskaan says from the other side of the room. Khushi turns her head away from the flowers and looks at Muskaan whose wiggling her eyebrows. Khushi giggles as Muskaan runs to her. They hug each other. "How are you feeling?"

"Better. Way better. I want to get out of here." She says to her.

"And you are." Her dad says as he walks inside the room with some papers. "Just sign right here, these are your discharge papers."

After a few minutes, Khushi gets up from the bed and picks up of the banquet. As they get home, they see few cars on the driveway. She looks at Avinash with a puzzle look who whispers to her, "People, they're here to grieve." Now they grieve about me.

Khushi places Arnav's banquet in the guest bedroom in their house on the first floor, where she'll be sleeping in. Muskaan walks in with her medications and Khushi notices her eyes are red.

"Muskaan where is Armaan? Rahul?" she questions Muskaan. Muskaan just gives her a weak smile in favor. She walks upto Khushi and starts crying silently.

"Their in jail. Armaan veer-ji, Arnav, and Rahul." Khushi gasps with wide eyes. Jail? Armaan? Rahul? Arnav? Jail...

"Bbbuttt wwwhy?" Khushi asks but somehow knows why Arnav is in jail, since he was carrying a gun.

"Armaan and Rahul smacked Jigar down and didn't let go of him even when the police came. And Arnav shot Jigar just as you got shot. But Atul is working on it and they'll get bail for self-defense soon. Probably tonight or tomorrow that's what the lawyer said because they talked to the judge. His response is needed now. "Muskaan tells her. "I went to meet them yesterday and Arnav told me to get those flowers for you." Muskaan points at the banquet.

Khushi stares at the banquet with blurry eyes. She was trouble. Three people were in jail because of her. "But, why Muskaan? Why was Jigar like this? He was drunk but why was he like that last night?" Muskaan just shrugs, indicating she doesn't know.

Khushi moves in her bed as she hear voices in the room, but she goes back to sleep again. However, her heart leaps for some reason. She wants to open her eyes to see if it was true, but the medications being too strong make her go to sleep again. Or maybe she just hearing voices and just thinking he was one them.

After few minutes she wakes up again and hears voices. She feels that same weird excited feeling again. She opens her eyes slowly by slowly and indeed she sees people in the room, however her vision is someone blurry due to waken up lazily.

Everybody talks about the scene, but two people just stay silent. Khushi stares at Arnav while he stares back at her. She looks at him and sees him looking grouchy, yet still beautiful. He needed to shave, he had small standing hair follicles around his mouth, he was wearing his tux from the party except there wrinkles all over the place and coat was ripped on the arms, and he looked colorless once again. They silently talked to each other with their eyes. He asked how she was, she smiled. She asked her how he was, he nodded his head. They talked to each other with their eyes, comforting each other. And slowly, by slowly his face was turning normal as they comforted each other while they sat distant from each other.

After a while, everybody started leaving from her room as the sun rose. It was an early morning in Los Altos, California. Arnav, Armaan, Rahul had just been bailed late midnight and stayed here for the night. Arnav stayed behind as everybody left. He nodded at Muskaan and Anjali, so they left. Leaving the two of them alone. He slowly walked up to her and sat on the bed beside her. He kissed her forehead as she smiled at him. He smiled back.

"Here, let me put this on your arm." He said to her as he took out a warm antibacterial wipe from a packet that her dad told her to put everyday. He took her arm softly and started massaging the towel near her small stitch in her left arm where she was shot. She looks at him as he stops massaging and stares at the arm, she slowly rises a little bit up and leans into him. She kisses his cheek for him to look away from the stitch. However, he doesn't.

She leans into his ear and whispers the three words that will definitely lose his attention from the stitch, "I love you." He looks away from the stitch and looks at her. He drops the wipe away and cups her face.

"Why does this always happen? Why can't we ever live in peace?" he asks her as he kisses her forehead. Slowly, by slowly he leans back and glares at her, "Why didn't you listen to me? I told you to stay back, why didn't you? This isn't a fantasy story where you'll rebirth, Khushi. Khushi, you could've ddd--..., don't ever do this again, you understand me? Never! Do you know how everybody was scared? Do you know how f***ing scared I was? Couldn't you think of me for a second?...I love you. I don't want to lose you...don't ever do this to me again. Please, how many times do I have to beg you?" Arnav whispers to her in the end as he lines his head with her head and softly sobs.

Khushi sits there frozen. She forgot about him. Forgot about he'll feel. All she saw was her brother, her other dad in danger. She slowly remembers him yelling at her and grabbing her, and she slapping him and running to her brother. She caresses his head with her right arm and kisses his hair. "Arnav, I'm fine. If I wasn't there, then what wwwoooulllddd haaappen ttto veer-jjji..." Khushi says quietly. Arnav leans back and wipes her tears away.

"Nothing would've happened to Raj, Rahul was standing behind him. If you didn't walk forward, Rahul wouldn't have stepped back and thought everything was okay. This happens Khushi, you took it too serious making Jigar lose control."

"But why did he do it? Why did he have a gun? Why did you have a gun?" she asks him.

He looks at her and kisses her forehead. "Shh, too much thinking and talking isn't good right now. Relax. Let me call Muskaan. I'm going to leave now. I'll come back soon. He says as he smiles at her.

Four Months later (sorry...this story is so long...i wasn't sure If I wanted to include everyday)

Khushi wears a simple blue sherwani suits http://images1.hellotrade.com/data2/KI/YJ/MY-/punjabi-suits-250x250.jpg and does her hair in a simple braid. Luckily, her wound was healed now and she finally back to normal. However, she recommended doing exercises to make it heal faster. Today, Arnav had invited them over for a dinner. For the past four months, Arnav came over everyday. Due to his occurrence, everybody got the idea that they were back together once again. Armaan was excited and kept teasing them to get married. However, Arnav just smiled at him. Khushi somehow knew something was up, since Arnav was taking too much care of her these past days.

She steps out of her parent's car and stares at the amazing house again. Khushi looks at her mom, who's holding her hand and smiling at her. She smiles back and walks forward to the house. Rahul comes and opens the door for them. She steps inside and stands there amazed with family room view. She forgot how beautiful it was. It was filled beautiful white trimmed windows and two story stone fireplaces http://hookedonhouses.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/Alan-Jackson-family-room.jpg .

"You like it?" he whispers to her. She turns around and sees him behind her and smiling at her. She nods and smiles back at him. "Everything's perfect right. I made it just the way you wanted it. Your dream home." He whispers to her.

"I know." She whispers back. He leans into her and kisses her earlobe from behind and walks away to greet her family that is talking in the family room. She slowly walks behind and admires how he's talking to her parents.

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After a while, he decides to show her and eagerly Muskaan the house. Muskaan jumps in glee as she has been dying to see his house on his birthday but stupid him and locked all the doors and vacated everything in the house. Arnav orders Rahul to show Muskaan the basement and takes Khushi with him. Khushi follows him while asking him where's taking her. He leads her upstairs, and takes through a beautiful sceneric order.

"Arnav, where are you taking me?" she asks him.

"Shh." Is all he says and opens a wide white door. Khushi steps in drops her mouth. She was standing there amazed at the sight in front of her. She was in his room. She knew it because she saw her pictures of the wall on the wall, and she remembered how she described her master room. When I get older and become a doctor, I want to buy a place that is simple but surrounded by scenery. I want to wake up and see the ocean. I never scene a sunrise or a sunset, but when I get older I want to see them everyday in my house. I want to wake up and be welcomed by the beautiful sun above the ocean. That's my fantasy, what about yours Arnav? Khushi replays what she had told him four years ago. She looks around the room and sees the room surrounded by windows which show the ocean and the small part of San Francisco downtown that she can see from here http://residencehousedesign.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/08/Unique-Mediterranean-41.jpg . Arnav lives in south Los Altos giving him to be near part of the ocean, while Khushi lived away from the ocean. She loved this place. His house was on the top of the hill, giving him the view to see both ocean and the forest. His room was on the second floor, giving it even a better picture part of the ocean. She walks over the arch window where there's two chairs. She stands and stares at the ocean, which she always gaped at. She never lost her interest in seeing oceans. To her, she felt that the ocean was the most interesting thing in the world. It was so beautiful and unending. It just sat there and gave an arc shaped, leaving Khushi to wonder where it ended. Wondering if there was anything beyond it.

Khushi turns around and closing her mouth and finds him leaning against his bed and watching her. He slowly walks up to her and hugs her from behind as Khushi turns back to look at the ocean, avoiding touching her left arm. He leans into her and whispers, "I knew you'll love it. I love it too. At first, when you told me I thought it was insane seeing a bright light in the morning. But it's amazing, waking up in the morning and seeing birds chirp over the ocean is the best way to start a day." He kisses her check.

Khushi helps Rahul as they place food on the island, for everyone to grab. Khushi walks outside of the house to call her dad and Arnav who are having a deep conversation over something. As Khushi walks up to them, they both fall silent.Something's wrong. Khushi says to herself. "Dinner's ready." She says to them. Her dad gets up and pats her shoulder and kisses her forehead and walks away. Khushi turns around and gives a puzzle look to Arnav. He just shrugs, but Khushi could tell he was hiding something.

Khushi turns around, but he grabs her hand. He leans into her, "Arnav, everybody could see."

"I wasn't going to do anything, Gupta. I was just going to ask what you want for your birthday tomorrow." He asks her while looking at her, giving his full attention. Khushi looks at him and hopes he could read her thoughts. You.

"Nothing. I just want to spend time with my family and friends." She says to him, speaking the full truth because he was included in it. He looks at her and smiles.

Today was Khushi's birthday. She was officially turning 25 today. Ever since she was little, she always thought she would get married this year. Maybe she will, She hoped. She walked around her house, feeling giddy. Everything was going her way. Her family went to Ihop for breakfast, had chole puttuare for lunch, and there were going to have a small gathering at her house. Just Arnav, Rahul, Atul-Anjali, and Massi.

Khushi helped her dad put the chairs outside by the fire pit as Raj hanged balloons up around the area. As Khushi was about to walk inside the house, her dad stopped her. "Puttar, sit here for a moment will you. Never get alone time much. Sorry, all this wedding, work, and you know what else."

Khushi nods her head, "Papa, its okay. We talk every night, don't we?"

Her dad nods his head, "You are rat. But however, time comes when we won't be able to talk. You're old now, its time for marriage. Time to start thinking about the future...anyways I wanted to talk to you about your future ahead. Look, you have the right to choose who you want to marry. And I will always be with your choose. But before making a decision, think thoroughly. It's a choice that is most important than anything. Important than a medical exam, it's somebody who you'll be spending your entire lifetime with." Khushi smiles at him, feeling somewhat shy about this touchy topic. "But if there was anyone who I prefer it would be Arnav. And that's all I'm going to say." Her dad says to her walks away.

Khushi stood in the family room as everybody talked about the basketball game, while the woman did their gossip about their health situations. Khushi stood drinking coke (yes, I'm going into the medical line and I drink coke...i've been addicted to it since little...but I love water now) while looking at the front door, wondering where Arnav was. For some reason, her dad told everybody to stay indoor and not go out. Khushi wore a simple pink saree http://www.cbazaar.com/party-wear-saree/chic-collections/ethereal-in-light-pink-p-sact0806.html and braided hair down http://hairstylesezine.com/images/2010/07/2011-Party-Hairstyles-for-French-braid.jpg .

She saw her dad look at his phone and back up at her. "Khushi can you outside, in the back and get the paper plates." Khushi nods her head while wondering why were there paper plates outside now and after everybody just ate. She steps outside and freezes as she sees candles lit all over the place. She turns around and sees movement in the house, like everybody was running to her.

"I fell in love with a girl as she fell into my hands from the shelf and told me I was sexy right off the bat. I fell in love with a girl who fought and played with me and made me realize I'm not always accurate and right. I fell in love with a girl who showed me true meaning of life besides drinking and going to clubs... I, Arnav Singh Raizada, never thought I'll fall in love. But I did, and very badly indeed. Somehow with her my life feels complete. Every breath I take with her feels as if I'm floating in air, and every breath I take without feels like I'm stabbing myself to death. I cannot live without her. People say dreams never come true, but somehow she came true." Khushi turns around and takes a deep breath as Arnav walks slowly in front of her. He was looking like a complete goddess. Wearing a black coat, with no shirt inside making him reveal his chest, his hair was spiky yet messy, and he looked utterly handsome. As he walks in front of her, he kneels down, "And, here I, Arnav Singh Raizada, sit here and ask the beautiful pari that god sent me from above. I ask her if she can make room for me in this world besides her parents, her friends and family, and her Devi Maiya...i ask her...will you, Dr. Khushi Kumari Gupta, spend your lifetime with me?" He slowly looks up at her.

Khushi stands there shocked with no energy and silently cries. She looks at him as he looks back at her. She nods her head and he smiles.

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