Arshi FF-Tragedy Ahead Epilogue added-Page 127- Page 51

"Arnav. Arnav" she whispered. "ARNAV" she screamed as she flew out of bed. It was the third night in a row. She kept having dreams about him, scary dreams. Nightmares she corrected herself and gasped. She had tried her best not to contact him, without listening to his voice, without seeing him every day was tearing her apart but she had to. For his happiness. For Anjali Di. But just this once, she wanted to call and make sure he was okay. Just once. She held out her phone which was sitting on the counter next to her bed and put her number on private before debating with herself whether to call was a good choice or not. She had to know he was safe, Just his voice.

She anxiously waited for him to pick up the call. "What's wrong with him? Hai devi maiyya is he okay? Please protect Arnav! Let him pick up my call, just this once. PLEASE!" she begged as she called him again.

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Arnav sat there. He didn't know how long it had been and he didn't care. Khushi had left him. And it was his entire fault. If only he objected against di. She's been acting so crazy for the past few days, smiling cheerfully, playing with her fingers. It was aggravating him. He missed her so much, Khushi. His Khushi. Ever since she left him, He was immune to anything. He didn't care anymore. He wanted his Khushi back. The sound of his phone ringing irked him. He threw it on the bed. Probably some stupid businesses call. Akash is old enough, He'll deal with it. The phone rang again, It was the perfect opportunity to vent his anger out on a stupid employee.

"WHAT!? Why are you calling me repeatedly? What the hell's wrong with you? Does it look like I care about business right now!?"

Khushi gulped hearing Arnav so angry. She thought twice and was about to cut the call but hearing his voice after so long just made her unable to draw the phone away from her. She closed her eyes as she imagined Arnav , what was he doing? What state would be in? She thought.

Arnav grew even more frustrated. Why wasn't the employee responding? He looked at the screen and noticed the private caller. "No employee would call from a private number?" "Khushi?" he whispered silently. Dhak Dhak

Should she reply? She didn't know. It would make it harder for them though! She didn't want to make it harder than it already was.

"Khushi please. Speak to me. I miss you so much! Khushi I'm a mess without you, I love you Khushi! Please. Speak to me, I need to hear your voice. Just once"

Khushi closed her eyes to get rid of the tears that sprung in her eyes. She ran towards the door with her mobile in her hands. She wanted to open the door and ran to him, hug him. Tell him how much she missed him but she stopped and slumped down, her back against the wooden doors. Kneeling with her arms on her hand and the tears dropped from her face.

"Khushi please, don't cry. I can't see you like this! Please speak to me"

"Arnav" she whispered as she wiped her tears.

"Arnav! No more tears! If I'm crying, I'm sure your crying as well. What do you think? I don't know? Come on, Wipe your tears now. I have lots to tell you about Arnav!" she smiled as she wiped her tears and breathed through her nose. Arnav smiled lightly at how much Khushi knew him. Wiping his tears and smiling, he listened to her as she spoke."Arnav, You know I've started teaching the kids over here! There so cute and their always calling me Khushi bhabhi", she giggled remembering the small kids and their antics. "Khushi, How are you? Are you taking care of yourself? Have you eaten?" Arnav asked and Khushi looked down. "Arnav, I'm not very hungry.." "Khushi""Arnavvv" Khushi teased lightly. "Eat right now! You need to take care of yourself dammit" Khushi felt hurt, she knew she had to take care of herself, alone, without him. Arnav groaned internally. "Khushi that's not what I meant. Khushi im sorry" He clenched his knuckles in frustration. "Arnav, I've got to go now, I'll eat, Don't worry. Arnav you eat as well. Please! Take care of yourself." "Khushi but I want to speak to you some more, Please don't go" "Arnav I have too. I'm sorry. Arnav how is?.. how is everyone?" Arnav knew Khushi was referring to di and he frowned. "Khushi, You care too much. How do you think everyone is?" Khushi saddened at the thought. "Good night Arnav" "I love you Khushi" she cut the call and got up. "No more miss weak Khushi Singh Raizada. Let's do this" she said with a new found confidence. "Devi maiyya, I accept this challenge too, we'll get through this." She looked at the phone, "Both of us"

Anjali stared at Arnav angrily; she overheard the conversation with him and Khushi and entered the room displeased with her foot stamping on the ground and her face scrunched up.

"Chotte, Why were you speaking to her?" Anjali screamed and put her hands on her hips.

"Di. She's my wife, if I'm not going to speak to her? Who is?"

"Don't say that Chotte! That woman does NOT deserve you. You must get rid of her immediately."

"WHAT THE HELL DI. What's wrong with you? She isn't a piece of trash that I just throw her out of my life whenever I want. She's my wife dammit. I love her!"

"No you don't Chotte! Can't you see? She's playing with you, she's using you, Stop singing her praises, she's a husband stealer Chotte! When will you understand?"

"ENOUGH DI!" Arnav grabbed hold of Anjali's shoulders and shook her hoping to bring her back to her senses again.

"Chotte stop. Because of her he left me. He's in prison. I met him today and yesterday and the day before that! He's telling me how much he loves me and that this is all a big misunderstanding because of that girl! God I hate her, I hate her Chotte!"

"Di, you've been meeting Shyam?" Arnav whispered in a low and dangerous voice.

"Well of course. He's my husband and I have full rights to meet him. He loves me so much"

"Di what's wrong with you! He doesn't love you, He's using you. He just wants to get out of prison. No di, Stay away from him. Are you crazy?"

Anjali flinched. "Chotte, Don't speak like that about your brother-in-law! Can you not see how much he loves me?"

"Di, I know its hard but please, You've got to stop. Stop lying to yourself and accept it, He doesn't love you, he's not worthy of your love. Shyams cheated on you Di!"

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Arnav put his hand on his cheek, The right cheek which Anjali just slapped as she glared at Arnav.

"Don't speak about him like that Chotte. He deserves respect from everyone. He loves me and he's accepted me the way I am" she said pointing towards her leg.

"Di" Arnav fell to her legs pleading her to see reason.

"Di im so tired of all this. Please stop, Please stop Di. He's a cheat, He's not worthy of your love" Arnav cried as his tears fell onto Anjali's sari.

A tear fell from her face as she once again stood their motionless.

"Why do all the people I love betray me Chotte?"

"Why did mama and papa leave us Chotte?

She looked at Arnav's eyes before asking the last question to Arnav:

"Why do I always get hurt by the people I love?" she registered as she realized she was being drifted from her fairytale dreams and analyzing the situation at hand. No it wasn't Khushi's fault it was her own and it was all her fault.

"Chotte, Bring her back. Bring Khushi back"

Arnav stared at his sister as she smiled weakly and exited the room. He stood there with a flow of emotions engulfing him.

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I was listening to this song as i was writing the update, Listening to it will get you in the mood, Do click play guys!

[YOUTUBE]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6y6FSEIgCpE[/YOUTUBE]

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Anjali entered her room shattered. She hated this so much. And she knew it was all her fault.

"Am I such a burden on everyone?"

She went towards her closet and stared hard at all the mementos of Shyam. She took them out and chucked them on the wooden floor. His tie, His cloths, their marriage pictures, everything. Her sindoor, her mangulsutra, everything. She chucked it on the floor, Tears escaping her eyes for the final time and she closed her eyes. "ENOUGH" she bellowed and got an oil carton and a match stick.

"Today, I Anjali Singh Raizada destroy all the memories, All the mementos of Shyam Jha. And I am no longer that weak and helpless Anjali Singh Raizada. I will live up to my name and I will become stronger. For Chotte and for you maa. For all of you" she said as she stared at the stars twinkling down at her as tears brimmed her face and the flames flew from the cardboard. The destruction of Shyam Malhotra Jha will be the mission of my life. But before that, I must fix the problems I've caused.

*** Anjali & Shyam's marriage, REVERSE'Going the opposite way, The oaths and promises of marriage destroyed***

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"Your wife testified for you 2 days ago and your bail has been accepted. You're free to go"

He stepped out of the prison cell and smirked.

"Thank you Rani Sahiba. You were of use to me and now, It has just began" he smirked evilly knowing well enough of what to do. It was the beginning of the end.

PRECAP: Anjali's story.

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