Arshi FF-Tragedy Ahead Epilogue added-Page 127- Page 37

The wedding was meant to be a simple one. With the Raizada family watching one of their loved daughters has the 'best day of her life' once again. Little did they know that this one 'best day of her life' would turn out her worst?

24 hours earlier-

"Khushi bitiya, Go and bring Anjali bitya to the mandap." Khushi hesitantly nodded and looked at Arnav. By looking at his appearance, he looked simply amazing. Di had persuaded him into wearing a black Sherwani which looked stunning on him but only Khushi could read the inner turmoil his eyes were expressing. He hated this day, he cursed himself for making Anjali go through the pain again, albeit unknowingly.

Khushi entered and saw Anjali smiling brightly and blushing as the ladies applied her jewellery lovingly onto her neck and other lades lightly teasing her making her go crimson. Khushi brushed a tear of her cheek seeing the happiness and warmth spread on Anjali's face. 'How could you be so cruel to a loving person like Anjaliji devi maiyya, she's such a wonderful person and she's got a disgusting husband like Shyaamji.' Anjali saw her sister-in-law near the door and smiled. "Khushiji, come in" Khushi managed to put off a smile and touched Anjali's cheeks lovingly. "Shall we go downstairs?" Anjali smiled and nodded as Khushi slowly led her downstairs.

The family watched happily as Khushi and Anjali were coming downstairs, everyone's gaze was only on Anjali but his gaze was only on Khushi. It made her squirm and feel dirty. She looked up staring at Arnav. For some reason his eyes gave her the strength to go on. Only the two of them knew how much this marriage, if you could call it that was killing them. Khushi led Anjali to the mandap and seated her, Nani came and patted Khushi's head lovingly before moving on to Anjali. Khushi immediately went next to Arnav for moral support knowing the pain he'd be going through. He looked at Khushi and she bit her lip, both in nervousness and to stop the tears which were brimming in her eyes.

As Anjali and Shyaam got up to take the 7 marital vows, Khushi looked at everyone's faces. Nani and NK were smiling happily, Mami and Mama were giggling, Payal and Akash were gaping at each other. Khushi squeezed Arnav's hand to show her support. She knew this was killing him and whatever happened after that was a blur. A disaster. The end.

"STOP THIS. I can't do this deceit, all this lying. ENOUGH!" he yelled leaving a bewildered Anjali staring at her husband in complete and utter shock.

Everyone stood dumbfounded at the sudden outburst. 2 minutes of awkward silence passed as everyone looked horrifyingly at Shyaam.

"Im sorry Rani Sahiba. I cannot do this anymore. Im not marrying you again. I cannot pretend to love and care for you when I only love Khushiji." He slowly turned his neck and smirked at Khushi. Anjali stood shell-shocked slowly making her way and staring blankly towards Khushi accusingly. The rest of the family gaped and stared at Khushi unable to handle the sudden out-burst.

"ENOUGH!" Arnav roared as he swiftly walked to Shyaam in 3 strides and holding him up from the collar.

"I only tolerated you for di and now you've told her, you've given her such unhappiness! HOW DARE YOU?" Arnav punched Shyam's jaw and he fell down onto the floor. Shyam touched the blood that was oozing out of his face and murderously glared at Arnav. "No salesahab. I love Khushiji and only Khushiji. Anjali doesn't matter" Anjali looked at Shyam without any emotion. That was the first time he referred to her as simply 'Anjali' in their 13 years of marriage. Shyam sprouted up and made his way to hit Arnav, Arnav immediately as a reflex action blocked Shyam's hand and hit him in the crotch. NK immediately came forward and started to attempt to attack Shyam failing miserable. "Call the police dammit!" Arnav screamed at NK as the whole family started panicking watching the men fight in the wedding hall. "Arnavji, Arnavji" Khushi ran and was stopped by Mami. She put her arms tightly hurting Khushi's wrist. "Miss Phati Sari! So this was your plan along! You enticed the son-in-law of the housewa!" Mami screamed and looked disgustingly at Khushi. Khushi whimpered and cried. "No mamiji, it's not like that"

"Well than how is it Phatti Sari!" Mami screamed as she ran to Anjali and touched her cheek. Anjali stood motionless unable to comprehend what just happened. "Look at Anjali bitya's plight! What a state she is in all cause of you phatti sari!" Manorama pointed at Khushi. "Nahi mummyji, Its not Khushi's fault!" Payal ran and put her arms on Khushi's shoulders. "Daughter-in-law! You stay quiet. Khoon bari tang!" Payal looked at Manorama hurt and pleadingly nodded her head.

Meanwhile Akash joined in. Completely shocked as he started attacking and dragging Shyam out of the Raizada mansion. Nani had gone into complete shock mode and stormed up to Khushi. "What is this Khushi bitya! You and Shyam? How could you?" Khushi stared at nani. "Nani no please, you know me so well! Atleast you believe me! Nani, Nani please!" Nani stared coldly at Khushi as she dropped to the ground and pleaded on nani's feet. "Nani, Let me tell you the truth. Just once listen to me. Listen to me nani please!"

"Whats left to say Khushi?" Anjali coldly remarked. Everyone looked at Anjali who slowly proceeded down the mandap and came in front of Khushi. Tears fell onto her cheeks and she stared at Khushi coldly. She touched her sindoor that was originally already in her maang and closed her eyes as she removed it. "Because of you, Because of you Khushi I am removing the one thing that I cherished in my heart! The one symbol that a woman loves dearly. My sindoor." Anjali began to shake as she put her hand onto her mangulsutra and broke it, the beads fell on to the floor as the family stared at the happenings of the house."Today I have become a widow. Today I have removed the symbols of being a wife. Today im no longer Anjali Shyam Jha. Today is the birth of a new Anjali. The birth of Anjali Singh Raizada but along with the birth of one Raizada, there will be a death of another."

Anjali put her hand up to remove the sindoor Khushi cherished as she put on her maang, "Di, No please! Listen to me" Khushi cried and pleaded attempting to stop her. Khushi closed her eyes scared of what was to happen when suddenly a hand stopped Anjai. "Di no! Listen to me" Anjali looked side-ways shocked to see Arnav stopping her hand mid-way. "Chotte, Don't stop me today! She stole my husband from me! I have full-right to snatch hers away from her!" Anjali bellowed. Tears streaming her face. "Di no! Khushi is my wife and you have no right to remove her sindoor" Anjali looked shocked and removed her hand angrily. "NO NO NO! YOU HAD NO RIGHT CHOTTE. YOU HAD NO RIGHT TO SNATCH MY HUSBAND FROM ME! YOU HAD NO RIGHT TO MARRY HER! SHE NATCHED MY HUSBAND! NOOO!" Anjali screamed angrily, her hair messed up as the tense atmosphere increased. Aman who had locked himself in his room not wanting to witness the girl he'd fallen for get married again rushed downstairs hearing the yelling."Di listen to me", "Don't you dare call me di from your mouth Khushi!" Anjali pointed her finger to Khushi who looked back at her flabbergasted. "Chotte Im saying this infront of all of you right now" Anjali looked at the faces around her. "Either im living in this house or Khushi." Anjali screeched. "If Khushi is still in this house by 7:00. Im leaving and nothing can change my mind!" Anjali screamed as she walked away to her room in tears leaving a heart-broken Arnav and an emotionally-drained Khushi.