I know some of you are disappointed that Arhi got married in hurry and did not a proper wedding. I can understand your sentiments but sorry I have conceived this story like this from day one. If you noticed that from the very first part I had a definitive motive of presenting details/dialogues in a certain way. Therefore the flashbacks and the clues have always been purposefully revealed to you. I hope you have been intelligent enough to pick them. From the title I have been giving away what the story will be about...but throughout the story it has been interpreted differently. To all those that think my story is coming to an end..I have news for you...it aint! All this story was to bring it to this point.
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Part 48
"Come buddy we are here..at our home!" Arnav excitedly opened his car door and picked Aryan up. He looked at Khushi who was still sitting numb.
"Khushi we are home...lets go inside". He gave his hand to help her out as she was finding it difficult with her heavy long lengha. She just got up ignoring his hand. He looked at her as if he expected that anyway. She looked at the outside of the Raizada mansion. She began feeling really nervous and depressed. She got flashbacks of all her time in this place. Arnav confessing his love, him stopping her from going home, their fights, their making up, their making love and him ditching her at his own party. Her eyes welled up and she stood against the car not really believing she was back.
*I promised myself I will never come back here..NEVER! Hey Devi Maiyya why you put me through this test?*
Arnav looked on feeling her predicament and was about to touch her that she moved away. He casually began talking normal. "Khushi lets go inside..Aryan is tired".
Aryan held Khushi's hand tightly and they walked in to the Raizada mansion. Khushi's heart began beating fast. She always had felt apprehensive at being surrounded by such an enormous house. As soon as she entered she was greeted by Neil and his wife Simran. They began doing the special aarti and Khushi looked on emotionally.
The next rasm was to knock the rice vessel at the entrance. "Okay Khushi bhabhi one more thing left..just dip your feet in this and make your foot imprints on the floor". Simran guided her through the rituals and she just followed.
Neil excitedly hugged Arnav.
"Man so happy for you...congratulations to you both! Khushi bhabhi welcome to the world of ASR!" Neil looked at Khushi who was just looking down. Arnav gestured him to not say anything.
"Arnav we heard from Maan and Geet and we had to make arrangements to welcome the newly married couple" Arnav nodded at Simran and thanked her.
"Dad who are they?" Aryan asked Arnav. He picked his son and kissed him. "This is Neil uncle and Simran Aunty". Neil picked Aryan up and hugged him emotionally.
Arnav realised Khushi was feeling overwhelmed by her marriage and needed time to herself so he interrupted Neil and Simran to let her go upstairs. "Simran..uh Aryan is a little tired so can you show Aryan and Khushi his room". Simran nodded and took them with her.
Khushi took the steps slowly remembering how she entered his house the fateful day of his birthday. She felt strange and upset that she had to relive all her past which she had pushed at the back of her mind.
"You know Khushi your husband really put so much time in creating this room for Aryan..I bet you will love it!" Simran seemed more excited to show her than she was to see it. She opened the door. Aryan ran in and began looking at the toys like a headless chicken. "Mum this is my bedroom..wowww...can I live here?" Khushi picked him and Simran answered. "Son your staying here forever now..with your dad".
"Yayyy!" Khushi was expecting Arnav to do something as big as this..he always never did anything small. Simran kept on trying to make conversation but Khushi kept blocking her out. Aryan played for a little while and the urge of sleep got the better of him. Khushi looked for night clothes and found his wardrobe was full of designer clothes. She had not bought anything with her as Arnav had said to leave all things as he had arranged everything. She helped him change and gave him his bottle. After a while Aryan went to sleep.
"Khushi lets go...I have a surprise for you"...Khushi looked at Simran puzzled. "Surprise?"
"Yes it's from me and Neil..come I will show you". She held her sweetly by the arm and bought her near the room she never wanted to go into. She stood frozen remembering the night that had changed her life. "Chalo Khushi". Simran dragged her inside and she looked at the room all decorated for their suhaag raat. She did not know how to react. Khushi looked at the bed and remembered the time they made passionate love on the bed. Her eyes turned tearfully to the sliding doors remembering how he had kissed her seductively. The eyes further travelled to the pool. She remembered the spot where he spoke of making their baby. Her tears fell on her cheeks. Quickly wiping her tears she turned around and faced the bathroom..the steamy shower encounter came to her mind. She realised there was no running away from her old memories.
Simran looked on knowing what was going through her mind. She hugged Khushi. "Khushi I know what had happened but try to forget it and start afresh. We did all this to make it special for you..not to make you cry". Khushi felt she could not say anything to Simran as she was just being nice.
Simran helped Khushi sit on her bed and she left leaving Khushi waiting for her husband.
Neil and Arnav sat downstairs talking about what had happened. "You did right ASR, she deserves a happy life now.."
"Neil because of me her life became worthless..It's the least I could do".
"But ASR somewhere it was my fault that I goaded you to treat her like that..I'm sorry man".
"Well I can't blame you when I am the one that did it to her..I loved her and because of my big fat ego I let go of her...but I'm glad God has given me another chance".
Simran walked in and looked at Neil gesturing him to let them spend time on their suhaag raat on their own. "Simran hows Khushi and Aryan?" asked a concerned Arnav.
"Aryan is asleep and Khushi is waiting for you". She smiled at him mischievously. Neil got up and hugged his friend. "ASR you don't know how happy I am...anyway you better throw a party to celebrate your marriage can't have ASR acting all cheap". Arnav laughed and promised him he will throw a party soon. Very soon Neil and his wife left and Arnav sat down thinking whether to go upstairs or not. He sat there thinking with his hands interlocked. *Shall I go upstairs? I know Khushi has not forgiven me..I don't want her to feel pressurised by what I want...it's all about her and Aryan now..I am just glad she is back in my life*
He was still thinking and he recognised the touch. He looked back and found Khushi still in her bridal attire. "Khushi tum?"
"Arnav why you still downstairs?..it's our wedding night and it's the beginning of our lives together.."
He got up and looked at Khushi. "But Khushi I have hurt you a lot".
"Your my husband now...what has happened has happened...aap meri kismet main te iss liye wapis agaye..Devi Maiyya has written our kismet's together". He smiled and looked at her beautiful face. Khushi turned her palm up and asked Arnav to hold her hand. He put his hand in hers and looked at Khushi's eyes welling up. Arnav pulled her near and she slid her arms around his shoulders and he enveloped her waist tightly. She rested her head near her shoulders.
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Khushi: Kismet se tum humko mile ho kaise chore ge, ye haath hum na chore ge, pir se banti takdeero ko , armano ki zanjeero ko, janam hum na thore ge(Fate has granted you to meet me, how shall I let you go? I won't let go of your hand, our destinies have fashioned anew, darling I won't break the chain of desires)
He broke the hug and cupped her face with one hand..she kissed his hand..He emotionally pulled her back onto his body hugging her tightly.
Arnav: Kismet se tum humko mile ho kaise chore ge, ye haath hum na chore ge, pir se banti takdeero ko , armano ki zanjeero ko, janam hum na thore ge
She placed her head on his chest and after a while she pulled away only to be stopped by her earring getting stuck to his blazer.
He helped her take her earrings off. He hugged her from behind and took her dupatta slowly off..then her tikka and nose ring...necklace...finally he undid her bun..her hair flowing against his chest and face. He looked at her with great love and affection.
Arnav: Kya kahoo kaise lagte hain dil pe zulfon ke saaye, koi bhula rahi jaise manzil pa jaye, ya koi dil toofan ka maara, dard ki lehroo main awaara..(How can I say how it feels like to have the shadow of your hair? Like a wayfarer finding his destination, or some heart asailed by the storm, drifting in waves of pain)
Khushi turned around and hugged him tightly shyly.
Koi pyara pyar ka sayil pa jaye(or like a beloved reaching the shore of love)
Arnav: Kismet se tum humko mile ho kaise chore ge, ye haath hum na chore ge, tukre dil ke hum tum mil ke pir se jore ge, ye sheesha pir se jore ge(Fate has granted you to me how can I release you, I won't let go of your hand, the broken pieces of our heart we will fix them together, this mirror will be restore back together)
He picked her in his arms and took her upstairs. She held onto his neck with both arms.
Khushi: pir se banti takdeero ko , armano ki zanjeero ko, janam hum na thore ge
Arnav and Khushi stood near the pool looking at the memory of their lovemaking with fondness. He back hugged her and touched her face urging her to look back. She looked at his eyes and turned away. She was about to run that he grabbed her and pushed her onto her chest. She looked at him shyly and then complained of his past behaviour.
Khushi:Yoon sharmati yoon gabrati, aise simti simtai, o mere balam yoon hi nahin main jaate jaate laut ayi hoon, preet meri pechani tu ne, meri qadar na jaani tu ne(growing shy like this, worrying so, shrinking away, you withdrew, o beloved after near;ly going, I did not come back just like this, you did not recognise my love for you, you did not value me)
He lifted her off the ground and twirled her around.
Arnav: Ab dil jaaga...hosh main chahat ab ayi(Now my heart has awakened, my love has come into senses)
He interlocked her hands and pushed her hands behind her back. He removed her hair off her neck and began kissing it urgently. She closed her eyes and moaned grabbing his hair passionately.
Khushi: Kismet se tum humko mile ho kaise chore ge, ye haath hum na chore ge,
She cupped his face and he kissed her cheek like he use to.
Arnav: tukre dil ke hum tum mil ke pir se jore ge, ye sheesha pir se jore ge
He side hugged her and walked her inside to their bedroom. She tightly spread her arms around him and nuzzled closer.
Khushi: pir se banti takdeero ko , armano ki zanjeero ko, janam hum na thore ge
There sat on the edge of their bed and looked at the decorated bed. Both smiling came closer. He inched closer and held her by the shoulders and pushed her down on the bed with him on top.
Arnav/Khushi:Kismet se tum humko mile ho kaise chore ge, ye haath hum na chore ge
Their lips getting closer and closer..so close.
"Saab ji you still up?" HP asked.
Arnav looked up bamboozled. He was just imagining about himself and Khushi. He was still sitting on the sofa where Neil had left him.
"Yes I was about to go up.."
"Saabji since Khushi and your son have come this house has come alive..since Anjali went it had become lifeless...may Bhagwan give you both lots of kids".
"Thank you HP..your right this house has come alive...any way you better go its getting late, goodnight".
He walked slowly upstairs to his bedroom. Simran had told him Khushi was waiting for him. He went inside his room and saw his suhaag raat bed all empty. He searched for his bride. *Khushi Aryan ke kamre main hogi*
He left to see her in Aryan's room which was adjacent to his room. He went inside and found a little light on. Aryan was sound asleep and Khushi lay next to him hugging him and crying. He came nearer and sat on the bed.
"Khushi please stop crying and come to my room I need to talk to you..Aryan will get up here".
He went off to his room hoping she would come. After a little while she came, wiping her tears. He felt bad his wife was crying on their first wedding night. "Khushi I don't like it that you're crying on our suhaag raat".
She looked at him with pain. "You are the one that caused these tears Arnav Singh Raizada...Because of dadima I have got myself in this marriage..but don't you think I will ever forgive you..I hate this place with all the bad memories attached to it and I hate you so much that the word hate is too little to describe what I feel for you". It looked like venom was coming out of her mouth.
"I hate you for what you done to me...maybe you have forgotten what you said to me that night but I will never ever forget what you said-NEVER!" She shrieked and shouted at him at the top of her voice.
"This is the very spot you ridiculed me and walked out on me and you want me to be play happy families just because you have been married to me? This sindoor and this mangulsutra means nothing to me! When I begged you..what did you do? You turned your back on me and left me pregnant without any support..you have no idea what I have been through!"
"Arnav Singh Raizada what did you say 'I want You! And I had you...? Well you won again..because you got me again..Now celebrate that your ego has been fed again".
"Khushi its not like that.." he looked at her feeling her pain.
He silently took her words and when she stopped he bought her a glass of water. She looked at him and took the glass and threw it on his face. "You thought by marrying me everything will oright? Well this is our life..I will make your life hell till you let go of me yourself..."
"Khushi no matter how much you inflict on me it will be less than what I have put you through...so you can try but Arnav Singh Raizada will put up with all your so called attrocities...everything you dish out to me I will happily accept".
She looked at him not believing how patient he had become. She took a few breaths to think clearly.
He wiped the water and looked at her with love. "Khushi I understand what you're feeling but calm down your only damaging yourself..All I want is you and Aryan to be secure and in front of me".
"Well you never cared before what damaged me so why now? Anyway I am going to my son, he does not sleep without me..and don't you dare try coming close to me..I don't want any relationship with you samje aap?"
She stormed off and left Arnav standing there thinking I knew this will be her reaction. He looked at the dangling flowers on the bed and sighed. He got changed and got into his bed just content that Khushi had become his wife no matter what her demeanour was with him and his son was in his life. He closed his eyes and went to sleep peacefully after many years of restless nights.
Precap; Khushi begins her toture.😈
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