Arnav & khushi On their way to Happily Ever After - Page 13

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Originally posted by: Mariam.Ejaz

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Chapter 1:
http://www.india-forums.com/forum_posts.asp?TID=2894447
Chapter 2:
http://www.india-forums.com/forum_posts.asp?TID=2894447
Chapter 3 :
http://www.india-forums.com/forum_posts.asp?TID=2894447&TPN=2&#54828320

Chapter 4:

http://www.india-forums.com/forum_posts.asp?TID=2894447&TPN=4

Chapter 5:

http://www.india-forums.com/forum_posts.asp?TID=2894447&TPN=6&#55089947

Chapter 6:

http://www.india-forums.com/forum_posts.asp?TID=2894447&TPN=10&#55226639

Chapter 7:

http://www.india-forums.com/forum_posts.asp?TID=2894447&TPN=14&#55292883

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Chapter 1

Anjali was starting to hate Shyam, her husband and she hated herself for that; the guilt was torturing her but she had no control over it.

It must be the hormones messing me up' she thought because even the sight of him disgusted her. She was doing her level best to ignore him, would gladly agree if he wanted to go somewhere. At least that way she wouldn't have to feel guilty about wanting to get rid of him.

What the hell is wrong with me? He loves me so and I hate him.

Just then Shyam entered the room.

"Rani sahiba, shukr hain aap mil gyn! Wo hm aap sy kehna chahty thay k' Hm aaj aap k saath pooja ma nahi ja saktay, humay aik kam sy zaruri jana hai."

Oh thanks God! Anjali thought. "Oh' theek hai hm nani ko saath ly jyn gy" she replied.

Wow, that wasn't difficult, she agreed! Shyam was surprised but relieved to hear that.

Bs Khushiji ab bs aap sy milna hai, aaj hum aap k sary sawalon k jawab dy dyn gy.

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Khushi was sitting in her room. Her husband Arnav Singh Raizada (ASR) was at work. A pool of thoughts was running through her mind.

How could it all go wrong, everything was perfect and then' he had forced her to marry him, he had suddenly changed and then' why had he said she had hurt him' she would never ever hurt him'she loved him but he was doing his best to make her hate him.. Why? Was it because she didn't tell him about her and Shyamji' did he doubt her? Should she tell him the truth?

But she couldn't bear the thought of hurting him; even after all he'd done to hurt her. The truth would hurt Anjaliji and Anjaliji was the only one whose happiness meant the world to him'

"Khushiji' Aap aa rahe hain?" Anjali called from downstairs.

Khushi snapped to her senses. "Ji Anjaliji hum aa rahy hain!" she yelled back.

Thoughts still running through her mind like a whirlpool, as she walked downstairs. Anjaliji, Naniji, Mamiji and Payal were waiting for her downstairs.

"Chalain Khushiji?" Anjali asked sweetly when Khushi came downstairs. Khushi nodded.

"Harri prekashji, darwaza band kr lain ghr py koi nahi hai." Anjali said as they all left the Raizada Mansion for pooja.

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While everyone busy preparing for pooja Khushi's mind was racing. She could not bear the thought of Arnavji hating her for something she hadn't done. She had to tell him the truth; it might not be the reason for his hatred but at least she'll have no secrets with him. But when? Now was the best time she could call him home and have a detailed conversation'no one would be home except for them because the pooja was going to last a few hours'

Devi maiya help me! Make this easy for me' I'm so sorry I have to run away from pooja but it's the only chance I'll get to corner him alone' she thought.

"Anjaliji humain zaruri ghar jana hai abi." Khushi said.

"Par Khushiji abi tou pooja shuru bhe nahi hui or hm abi tou ghr sy ayn hain."

"Jantay hain Anjaliji magr hamara jana bht zaruri hai, abhi."

"Sb theek tou hai na, Khushiji?"

"Ji, sb thek hai."

"Umm' chalain phr aap driver k saath wapis chali jyn or haan hari prekashji sy kehyay ga wo nani ka daba nikal k un k kamray main rakh dyn, nani hamesha pooja k baad usay kholti hain"

"Ji Anjalaji". With that, Khushi left the mandr.

I'll call the Laad Governer as soon as I get home to call him over. Deep in thoughts Khushi did not notice Shyam hiding behind the mandr wall; he had followed her to the pooja and now he was following her back home.

Khushiji, humary kehay begair he aap ny humary dil k baat rani shaiba sy keh di' haan aap ka ghar ma hona bht zaruri hai, abi, khun k hum ny aap k lia aak surprise rakha wa hai, he laughed in his mind as he followed Khushi's car back home.

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As soon as she got home Khushi yelled

"Hari Prekashji!"

"Ji khushiji" Hari Prekash appeared.

"Naniji ka daba un k kamray ma rakh dyn' hm zaruri kam sy apnay kamray ma ja rahy hain, Arnav ji ayn tou unhen upper be dejyay ga."

"Ji Khushiji"

Khushi went upstairs. After ten minutes of pacing about and convincing herself, she decided to call him. 'Call him Khushi , you can do this' everything's going to be fine,' she told herself and reached for the phone when the door burst open. She turned around and to her shock it was SHYAM.

"AAP!" she exclaimed, heart hammering. She took a deep breath, "App jyn yahan sy, humain aap ki koi baat hain sunni!"

But Shyam wasn't going that easily; he had been planning to corner Khushi for ages and today was his day. He finally had her alone, all to himself.

"Khushiji," He smiled, tilting his head a little, his voice sweeter than ever and his eyes transfixed on her.

Khushi felt dirty, ravished by his lustful gaze, his dirty intentions shining his dark eyes.

"Ghabrayay mat, aap ghar pr akeli nahi hain. Hari Prekashji ko kam sy bahr jana para magr' Hm hain na" His voice was low and sweet and so scary, it sent chills through Khushi's spine.

This is bad ' Omg!!! No one's home' Arnav Ji! Khushi's heart felt ready to burst out of her chest, it was beating so hard. Shyam took a step forward.

"Arnav nay aap sy shadi ki' magr kiun? Aap nahi janti na' aap ny humain khud bataya tha holi py' yaad hai na?" he gloated.

Khushi was too scared to move. Shyam took another step closer to her.

"Aur wo aap ko apni Patni nahi manta dil sy' warna wo aap ko poolside py kiun sonay dyta? Usnay tou Suhag honay ka haq he nahi aada keya 'Magr Khushiji hm hain na' hm aap ko btain ge k Pati honay ka matlb kya hota hai."

"Ap kya Bakwas Kr rahy hain!"

That's it! Khushi had heard enough. "Aap abi isi waqt hamray kamray sy bahr jyn warna'"

"Warna kya Khushiji?" Shyam cut her off. With that, he grabbed her arms and started shaking her. "Warna kya Khushiji? Aap Rani shaiba ko bata dyn ge? Arnav ko btayn ge? Aary aaj k baad tou wo aap ki taraf daikhna bhe nahi chahay ga!" He yelled. He was gripping her so tightly that it hurt, her eyes filling with tears. Worse, she couldn't move.

"Hum aap sy pyaar krtay hain Khushiji... aap nay humain pagal kr deya hai, hm aap ko hamesha kehty thay magr aap Rani sahiba ko ly kr hm sy khafa ho gyn' or phr Arnav' Khushiji aap hamari muhabat ka imtihan ly rahi theen na?" His voice lowered again and his grip on her loosened a little.

Khushi took advantage and pushed him with all her strength, running out of the door. Shyam wasn't expecting that, she had caught him completely off guard. He recovered quickly though and ran after her.

She was on her way to Anjaliji's room so she could lock herself until everyone gets home when Shyam caught up with her. He jerked her back, ripping her shirt in the process. Still she ran and hid behind the first open door she found.

But Shyam wasn't giving up that easily either. He was looking around for her. A few steps away, she could see the door to Anjali's room. But Shayam was too close and she dared not move. Her body was quaking with fear.

"Khushi" he yelled. "Ma janta hum aap yahen hain' mujay aap ki kushbu aa rahi hai!"

Chills ran through her spine; she closed her eyes. Arnav Ji where are you??? I need you here' Devi Maiya help me!!!

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Arnav threw another file away, not even bothering to open this one up. He'd been doing the same all day ' he had nothing else to do. Everything had been handled before Aakash's wedding so that he would be free to attend to his brother's wedding but he had to escape Khushi's presence or he would lose whatever was left of his mind.

Though today had shown him how wrong he was. No matter what he did, no matter where he went, his thoughts always circled back to the same, annoying topic with her annoying eyes and annoying smile and annoying everything.

What the hell am I doing, thinking about her? I should be hating her, not thinking about finally setting our troubles aside and falling in love' no, not love, in like with her.

Easier said than done, though. He knew he should hate her; she had betrayed him and his sister and there was no way he could forgive her. But'

He ran a hand through his hair in frustration and threw his head back, closing his eyes. This has to stop' I must stop this! She doesn't love me and there isn't anything between us.

Part of him knew he was being too harsh on her; he could've given her a chance to justify herself. But suspecting she didn't love him was something he could live with; knowing that she didn't would destroy him. Better be harsh and make her hate him. That way, he wouldn't be tempted and she wouldn't be hurt' too much.

Yeah, that it' his eyes were still closed, his mind dwelling on these grim thoughts when he heard Khushi say, right in his ear, her voice frightened, Arnavji, where are you?

He jerked upright, glancing around. What the'? I must be losing my mind!

The fright in her voice wouldn't leave him, plaguing his mind until he was ready to pull his hair out and he threw down everything, donning his coat and hurrying back home.

I'll just spy on her, see if she's okay' she doesn't even need to know I'm home.

Yeah, that'd work.

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FF: Arnav and Khushi On their way to Happily ever after

Chapter 8

The police had more or less completed their work at the site, the yellow tape marking it as the crime scene. His security consultants, in charge of the security of his house and the office, were also there, viewing the various camera feeds to see if anything turned up.

He surveyed the area with disdain; more mess. Everything seemed to be falling apart; first with Khushi and then with De and now this'

A hail went through the men gathered about the screen; obviously they'd come up some useful information. At last!

He went to see what had them so excited. They parted to let him stand right beside the operator, next to the screen. The scene showed several scenes at once, each covering a different section of the outside of Raizada Mansion.

He'd recently had the locations of different cameras altered, as per the suggestions of his consultants. They recommended he change it every few months and he was quite particular about it. It kept anyone from finding a pattern and flaws in his security system.

The camera feed playing right now showed several scenes of someone sneaking in. He wasn't exactly surprised to see it was Shyam.

He supposed he should've expected something like this but' dammit, the man must've lost his mind. He wondered how he'd entered the house in the first place? He'd ordered Hari Prekash to stop him at all costs.

'Hari Prekash!' he called, still eyeing the feed.

'Ji Arnav babu?'

'Me ne kaha tha Shyam ko ghar me dakhil nahi honay dana',' he pointed at the camera, 'Ye kia ha?'

Hari Prekash eyed the camera, looking a little pale. 'Hm ne to bahir guards ko bta dia tha''

Arnav cursed. He'd have to deal with them but later. Right now, this evidence needed to be reported. He told HP to call the inspector inside so that he could view the camera feed. When HP went, he placed a call to his solicitor to update him to the situation. He would know exactly what charges to press and then ensure the threat was carried through.

HP came back with the guards in tow. He explained that he'd passed the order to the guards; unfortunately, there was this new guy who'd just come in to start the evening shift and had missed it. Thus, when Shyam had come knocking, he'd been let in. Arnav gave the man a piece of his mind and left him under HP's supervision.

The inspector came and Arnav left his security team to apprise him of the situation. Satisfied that everything was set in motion, he decided to go back to the hospital.

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Arnav received news that De had finally come round and was well enough to sit up. Same for Payal; both had been knocked down by the blast but thankfully, hadn't been hurt any worse.

He was beyond relieved and completely expected a rush of joy at seeing De alive and well; what he did not expect was the joy that he felt on spying Khushi happily chattering away. She met his eyes and waved without taking a pause. God only knows what she talks about...

He was a little relieved too, for he'd expected to be cornered as soon as he arrived; she'd been shooting daggers at him ' because apparently Khushi had told him the good news and he'd spread it along.

He had no idea where or how his family had gotten this idea but he would set it right. After they'd taken De and Payal home.

It just seemed a pity to spoil their celebratory mood. So, he merely nodded when everyone started congratulating him. To his surprise, though, Khushi didn't seem to mind that. In fact, she blushed and looked down in the most adorable way whenever anyone teased her. It was infinitely cute and completely baffling.

She also wouldn't meet his eyes, though he caught her looking at him from beneath her lashes plenty of times. Each time, she hurriedly looked away, her cheeks blooming.

Ab kia soch rahi hai? He wondered. Whatever it was, it would be utterly senseless and yet, she'd be convinced of its logic. He eyed her, fluttering about like the butterfly, Buaji often called her. She went from soothing Aakash and Payal to De, taking care of this and that and all in all, lightening whatever somberness had gripped them before.

His chest tight with some unnamed emotion, he watched her, his mind in turmoil. Unconsciously, his hand went to his heart that was beating suddenly very hard. He could feel it banging against his ribs.

DHAK DHAK, DHAK DHAK.

She'd come to him when he had been hurting. He couldn't remember anyone other than De doing that for him. She'd soothed him, crying with him until his pain had been wrung out of him. She hadn't condemned him, nor rejected his touch; in fact, she'd welcomed it.

His mind flashed to that instant, just before the blast. He had almost kissed her and she had been as lost in the moment as he'

His Khushi was a nigh special woman and fool that he was, he hadn't realized until it was too late.

And now, he had only one day. He would take what he could, though, even if it was only an hour.

So, he sat back in his seat beside De and for the first time since they'd met, truly let himself enjoy her without any compunctions.

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Khushi was sure her face was on fire. There was no way she could blush this much without burning.

Everyone, absolutely everyone, was bent on razzing her; it appeared that since Jiji and De were out of danger, everyone wanted to have fun.

At her expense.

Worse, Arnavji was looking at her like he wanted'well, frankly, he was looking at her like he wanted to eat her or something.

Why that would excite her was anybody's guess. Her heart was racing and her palms were sweaty. It wasn't comfortable.

And she was having a hard enough time already.

She still hadn't got used to the idea that she was pregnant. It seemed like such a big thing to happen and surely something huge had to happen before that could occur. Right?

Devi Maiya, ap he btain? Aisa nahi hona chahiya? Aur Arnavji hamain aisay kiun dekh rahay hain?

Devi Maiya had no reply for that.

She looked at Arnavji again, sitting relaxed in his chair, his legs spread out before him and his eyes trained on her. He would look at the others only when directly addressed and even then, his eyes would continuously flicker back on her.

It was enough to give her ideas. Ideas she'd sworn she would never entertain, especially regarding this particular man. And her stupid heart just had to beat so hard.

DHAK DHAK, DHAK DHAK.

She closed her eyes and took a deep deep breath. It didn't help.

Why, oh why did he have to do this now, of all the times? She was tense enough as it was. She'd recalled a few minutes earlier that their contract was finishing in another day. And she was pregnant with Arnavji's baby. What would she do now?

Suddenly, the room felt too full, the air felt too thick and she had a hard time catching her breath.

''kuch khanay penay ka intizam krna chahiya'' she vaguely heard Naniji say and she jumped at the idea.

'Hm sb le atay hain, ap hmain btain!' she said urgently, noticing with dismay that Arnavji had straightened as if getting ready to stand up.

Oh please no, she had to get away from him before she fainted because she couldn't breathe. She heard Naniji's instructions with half an ear, repeating them automatically and soon as she was done, Khushi dashed out of the room and away from her Pati's disturbing presence.

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Arnav watched Khushi run like the hounds of hell were behind her. He stood, wanting to follow her, only to stop when De touched him.

She looked battered; there was a cut on her forehead, her arms were badly scratched and there was a burn on her neck, some hair singed away. Still, she managed to give him that sweet smile that made him want to smile in return.

'Chotay, Khushiji ko mt tang karo' bechari pehlay he itni preshan hain''

So he'd noticed.

She must be tense about how to break the news that she wasn't pregnant and that her marriage would be off in another day to such an expectant crowd. It was worrying him as well but he was quite ready to take the fall. Khushi had suffered enough at his hands and he wouldn't let her face the tirade alone.

Yeah, he needed to reassure her of that.

He nodded to De gratefully and started towards the door but De pulled him back again.

'Chotay, ap hmaray sath baith jain.' For De, that was the sternest tone she'd used on him; well, he supposed he could tell her that later.

He slumped into the chair beside De once again.

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Anjali shook her head, hiding her smile at Chotay's disappointed expression.

Chotay bhi na' she shook her head again.

She was truly glad her Chotay had found his love; because despite the circumstances of their marriage, Chotay and Khushiji were meant for each other.

At least one of us found true love' but no, she wouldn't indulge in despair. She wouldn't waste her tears on that scoundrel.

She looked about her; Nani, Mami, Mama, Aakash, Payal's mother and aunt' everyone looked a bit strained underneath all their appearance of casualness. Mami had a piece of straw sticking out of her head, no doubt gotten on her way here. They'd been really worried, although they were all holding it together because of her and Payal. She realized how much they really cared for her.

Her eyes filled with tears of gratitude and grief. Of course it hurt; his betrayal hurt a lot but she could survive it. She and her baby would know only the purest love because she had such great people to care for her.

On an impulse, she pulled the people closest to her (Chotay, Aakash and Mami) in a bear hug. What was better, they all hugged her back.

All would be well; satisfied, she lay back on her pillow. Eventually, all would be well.

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