Arhi~I Want You!~FF *Thread 8* Part 65 p141 12/6 - Page 61

Originally posted by: Ruki.F

waiting for it darling :D 🤗😍

Part 63

Warning some mature content😳

Aryan came into the room with his bottle and demanded his mother put him to sleep. Turning around she tried looking cheerful but her son touched her cheeks to see if they were wet.

"Ma aap roh rahi ti?" (Mum were you crying?")

"Nahin toh(No)..I'm fine just feeling a bit tired..chalo(come on) let me put you to sleep...come here".

Taking him in her arms she cuddled him and held his bottle to his mouth. Touching her neck he began closing his eyes. Smoothing his hair she tried to smile to prove to Aryan she was fine. After a while the cute boy went to sleep in his mother's arms and she held him and began playing back her argument with Arnav.

*Why is he always shutting me out? He should be happy that I am calling his sister...if he has any trouble with her, he should be able to tell me I am his wife...Instead he just shouted at me and hurt me*

She looked at her sore wrists which had his finger marks. "Ouch..shhcch" she made a sound when she touched the mark. Khushi's eyes began swelling with tears and she came off her bed and stood near her bed and began shedding tears. As she was sobbing away she did not realise someone had come into her room through the balcony.

"Khushi?" he sounded upset yet determined to put things right. Putting a bag on the side he came near Khushi who was quickly wiping her tears. She had her back to him. Scanning her with his eyes he stood behind her. His hands quickly went behind her kurti and began hooking her bra on.

"What do you think you're doing?" She looked back shocked and angry.

"Khushi you forgot to put your bra back on since we.." He teased her with a little smile to lighten the atmosphere.

"I can do it myself...and its best you go because I don't want to talk to you". Moving off she lay on her front back into her bed".

Arnav went around and kissed Aryan and then made his way round to Khushi's side.

Coming near he sat down near her and put her hand on her shoulder. She moved it off angrily. He put it back on and looked intensely at her.

"Arnav just go...you can make any excuse but I 'm not going to melt with your words or style..."

Rubbing her back up and down he continued. "Khushi I'm here I know I have been wrong in the way I spoke to you...and for the way I treated you..."

She listened but was still a little angry. Holding her kurti with his hands he pushed it all up. A chill ran down her spine. Seeing her sexy toned petite back he touched it with both hands. His hands played havoc on her senses. "Arnav" she tried restraining him. Lowering his head he slowly and sincerely apologised. "I'm sorry...so sorry".

His mouth began fanning her back. Placing his lips near the base of her back he placed a small a kiss. She flinched and held onto her pillow. He placed another kiss a little above, she moved slightly. The third kiss was a little more above her spine but his mouth opened slightly. She held the pillow tight. The fourth kiss was near her shoulder blades but his kisses began getting hungrier. He unhooked her bra and his hands reached for her breasts underneath.

Her sensitive spot began pulsating and getting wet. "Oh Arnav...stop this.." she whimpered.

Once he had smothered her with kisses he flung his shoes off and came inside the bed. Arnav carefully put her hair above her head. His mouth reached the back of her neck and began kissing her.

Holding her wrist he tried flipping her around but she made a painful cry. "Khushi?"

He looked at her wrist and then at Khushi. Feeling hurt at what he had done he kissed her wrist. But she was too turned on to be angry with him anymore. Her milky arms reached his neck and both looked at each other with a lot of desire.

"Waise what was the point on putting my bra back on when you were going to take it off again?"

"Khushi .."

"Hmmm?"

"You know I love you?"

"Well sometimes I do". She pecked his lips.

"My anger is always temporary with you...no matter what happens between us your the most important person in my life".

"Hey what's this my Arnav Singh Raizada getting emotional? I prefer the rough and rugged one". She kissed his cheek. Pulling him close she whispered near his mouth.

"Arnav it will fun when we will be in our super king size bed..."

He smirked and kissed her lips. "Damn right it will be fun..you don't know what your letting yourself in for".

"Can I have a trailer?" she asked with a naughty tinge.

"Your wish is my command". Digging into her neck he began kissing her neck seductively. She clawed his head and began running her hand down his back. Looking back at her he gave her a few deep French kisses. Breaking the kiss he hugged her tight.

"Khushi let me get up otherwise our suhaag raat plans will be ruined.."

Sensing his manhood fully hard she let go and blushed. As soon as he got up she noticed his manhood poking out and she blushed and looked away.

Going on the side table he picked up the bag and came near Khushi who was standing behind him.

"Khushi this is for you.."

She opened the box and then looked at Arnav.

"Khushi this is our family heirloom...Whoever is the first daughter-in-law gets it.."

She picked the kangan and smiled. "Can I wear them now?"

He nodded and took them and put them on slowly.

His world was seeing her smile and she was really happy. She put her arms around his waist. "Arnav I'm the luckiest girl in the world.."

"Khushi about Anjali..."

She put her finger on his mouth. "Ssshhh please don't ruin this moment...I respect your decision regarding Anjali...the most important person in my life is you so whatever decision you make I'm sure there is a good reason for it "

Remaining silent he placed his arms and stopped his tears. "Khushi there is a letter in that bag I want you to read it after I go".

She nodded her head and squeezed him tight. While, he looked on.

***

The next day was the day the sangeet night was going to be held. It had arrived and the whole of the Khurana household was like in a hustle and bustle. Khushi walked down after having a long bath.

Dadima noticed her kangan. "Khushi these look antique.."

She smiled and looked at them. "Dadima it's the Raizada's family heirloom...Arnav gave it to me".

Dadima, Geet and Annie looked at them with admiration. "Kya baat hain...Di your really lucky to have a man like Arnav in your life...so like in your face, angry young man yet a softy at heart".

"Ma I'm not wearing this it's so prickly". Aryan came out trying his sherwani on that Maan had put on him. "Aryan don't you want to the look the best on your mum's and dad's wedding?"

He nodded. "So you're going to have to wear this..otherwise your dad will end up looking better than you and you don't want that do you?"...Geet spoke to him...Aryan nodded.

***

Feeling extremely elated she began hugging herself. Life could not get any better..well it could but it seemed they had reached their final goal. Looking at her sangeet outfit she began getting her accessories into one place. Arnav was on her mind every time she did anything she thought of him. Looking at the beautiful kangan she kissed them and then picking up her phone she dialled his number.

"Why is his number switched off?" she queried as if she would get an answer. Trying a few more times she gave up. This was not like Arnav she thought. He kept his phone on all the time. She began ringing Aman. He told her it would be best to ask Neil. So she rang him.

"Neil it's me Khushi..do you know where Arnav is?"

"Bhabi I'm not sure but the last time I spoke to him he seemed a little upset".

"Upset about what?"

"I thought he had told you...he gave you a letter didn't he?"

He paused and realised she had not read it yet. "Sorry I think I have said too much.."

It dawned on her that she had not read the letter. Putting the phone down she headed off to the bag which she had dumped into her drawer.

Throwing everything out she reached the bag and saw two letters stapled together.

Khushi, I know I should have told you this before but I could not cause you more pain than which I have inflicted on you. I wanted our wedding to be the most special memory of our life but Anjali's name is causing a lot of aggravation and arguments between us. I'm sure my sister would not have wanted this. After last night I don't want us to fight like that ever again. I hope this letter answers your questions. Arnav

Turning the page she saw a scrupled letter which seemed old.

To the loveliest brother any girl can have,

Bhai when you get this letter I will be no more...but I just wanted to say that I'm sorry I did not listen to you and hid my relationship with Sonu from you.

Bhai I fell in love with a boy Sonu at university and trusted him with everything. All the time he use to ask me to take extra money from you and I listened to him. He made me feel like I was the most special thing in his life. He never wanted you to find out and I thought he was just scared of your reaction and I carried on with my relationship.

Bhai I could not face you as I have disgraced myself in front of you and the world. My honour was everything to me and I was so stupid to trust that man, The money you had put in my name Sonu got hold of it and has ran away with my friend Sia. I loved him so much that I can't see myself living without him therefore I'm taking my life to save you and myself from this...I cannot look you in the eye anymore so I'm embracing death. Bhai I know you really love me and I assure you..you are the best brother in the world. So I request you to please not take my death to heart..and please bring Khushi into your life because I know you really love her and don't mess with her life the way Sonu messed mine.

Goodbye Your lil sis Anjali.

Her eyes could not believe what she was reading. "Hey Devi Maiyaa does that mean? No it can't be..let me ring him and ask him". She rang again and his phone was switched off. Ringing Neil she wanted answers.

"Neil...I just read the letter...I want to know did Anjali..." she seemed scared to complete the sentence.

"Yes bhabi she commited suicide...she is dead..."

"Tell me you...ARE JOKING?"

"I wish I was but she died the next after Arnav's birthday after that party..."

"But why did he not tell me?" she began crying.

"Because he didn't want you to feel sorry for him...he wanted you to accept him for him...not because of Anjali's death... he felt he deserved what happened to Anjali because he treated you bad...and he was punished. Bhabi now he never wanted to tell you because he did not want to ruin your dream wedding".

"He feels Anjali died because he ditched me?" she said shocked.

"Yes you know karma and that".

"Where is he?" she sounded worried.

"Where else? At home...Khushi he has never recovered from Anjali's death since he found you again he has somewhat gone normal...he needs you".

Dropping the phone she grabbed the letters and ran downstairs. "Dadima please keep an eye on Aryan I will be back".

"Yes beta but what happened?"

"Anjali is dead". She held her tears and they all stood understanding she had found out.

***

Returning once again to the beastly castle the princess walked in. This time forgetting her previous fear of reaching this place. She got off her car and began walking past the doors without giving no care of who was asking her what.

Looking around fiercely she did not catch a glimpse of him. She looked up knowing he will be in his room. The curtains were all closed and the room all dark dreary. Sitting on his bed he had buried his head in his hands thinking.

Khushi watched the sight of a broken man. He always seemed to be in control but this side she had never witnessed before. "Arnav?"

Looking up at the sight of his future wife he instantly got up. Charging at him she held the papers to his face. She slapped him twice."What is this?"

He looked away with tears in his eyes. "Answer me Arnav Singh Raizada". He refused. "You thought I was so weak that I could not hear your sister was dead...we are suppose to be married in two days time and you cannot share your pain with me..is that how strong our relationship is?"

"Khushi I was a dog to you..I treated you the way Sonu treated my sister.. and Anjali's death was God taking revenge on me".

Clutching his shirt she shook him twice. "Arnav she is DEAD...NO MATTER WHAT HAPPENED I AM STILL ALIVE...NO ONE DESERVES TO BE DEAD IN THE NAME OF REVENGE..NO ONE...AND I LOVE YOU..YOU MORAN...AND THAT MEANS ANYTHING THAT HURTS YOU HURTS ME...IF SHE WAS YOUR SISTER SHE WAS MINE TOO...I WOULD NEVER WISH THAT ON ANYONE...I HATE YOU FOR EVEN THINKING LIKE THAT...I HATE YOU ARNAV I HATE YOU".

Breaking down in tears she fell into his arms and he hugged her with tears falling down his eyes.

"I did not want to tell you because I knew you would get depressed and this will ruin whatever happiness we have remaining".

Breaking the hug she wiped his stray tears. "Arnav we will still have happiness as that's what Anjali wanted...but we cannot ignore her she is still part of our lives...and don't you DARE hide anything like that from me again".

Standing there they hugged and consoled each other. Arnav told her what had happened and she reassured him that she did not think God will punish him so severely. Till both had cried and poured out their hearts regarding Anjali she kissed his cheek.

"Sorry for slapping you". He smiled and kissed her cheek. "No problem waise tumara haat bahut bhaari hain!" (Your hand is heavy by the way!) she playfully slapped him.

"Arnav firstly let's take our Anjali's picture and put it back on with the garlands..I can't believe you hid her away just because you did not want to upset me or want my sympathy".

"HP Can you get Anjali's photo..the big one...and get some fresh garlands..." he ordered sensing a great weight had come off his shoulders.

It took them a while to sort that out.

Noticing Khushi turning a little depressed he came near and back hugged her. "See Khushi that's why I refrained from telling you...Anjali's death news has upset you".

"Arnav I would have reacted that way even if I found out later...but its good at least everything is out in the open...it really upset me when you ignored my request to call her".

"But promise me Khushi you will be happy and enjoy our wedding?"

"Arnav I cannot imagine how you must feel and your worried about me feeling upset...okay baba I promise I will be happy...and you promise me that you will forget everything as well?"

"I promise". He nuzzled in. Taking her to his recliner chair both sat down and talked about everything that had turned their lives upside down. When they fell asleep they did not realise themselves. The crying really took out their energy.

Khushi iphone began ringing and Arnav woke up rubbing his eyes he saw a gorgeous looking Khushi sleeping away. Nudging her he woke her up.

"Khushi your phone is ringing..its Geet". He kissed her a few times and she mumbled.

After taking her time waking up she took her mobile and rang back.

"Khushi I hope your on your way...sangeet will start in two hours and you're not even ready yet". She was panicking and Khushi looked at the time.

"Hey Devi Maiyaa! Geet I'm on my way".

"Khushi relax...I will drop you off".

***

The ladies began coming in and the Khurana's were all ready to start the sangeet ceremony. Arnav, Neil and Simran walked in and all the girls whistled and he cringed with the antics of the ladies.

"Oi hoi kya munda hain...saadi Khushi te bare bhaageshaali hain". (What a boy! Our Khushi is very lucky)

He was wearing a cream shalwar and kurta with minimal embroidery. He saw Aryan and called him. "Wow my beta looking nice...see we are wearing the same clothes". Yes indeed their clothes were designed the same.

The dolki (Drum) started with ladies just clapping.

Ladies: Kaala doriya kunde naal aryai oi chota devara bhabi naal lareya oi..kukri o leni jeri kur kur kardi eh sore nai jaana sas bur bur kardi eh(the black thread got stuck in a hook, the younger brother-in-law fought with his sister-in-law..will get a hen that makes noise..won't go to my in laws because my mother-in-law mutters)

"ASR do you think Khushi is okay?" asked Neil.

"I think so she seemed fine...I just hope she does not take Anjali's death to heart...".

He looked around to catch a glimpse of her. Geet was pinning her dupatta to her side.

"Khushi I know it is a shock for you but please enjoy it...that's what Arnav was worried you would so please?" Geet made a pleading face.

Khushi turned around in her navy shalara and kameez looking like a million dollars. "Geet...we have waited for this day and it's all about me and Arnav...for him I will forget everything..."

Geet, Annie and Piya all hugged each other and then walked the bride to be down. Arnav looked up and saw Khushi smiling and blushing his heart thanked the lord she was acting all normal.

Ladies: Larka tumara kunwara reh jata, ji maano humara ehsaan ke larki ne haan kardi(Your boy would have stayed a bachelor if our girl did not say yes)

Arnav admired the way his wife looked out of this world.

Men:Teri rab ne bana di jori teri rab ne...tu haan kar ya na kar yaara ye bole jogi da ek tara hooo(Your god has made your match, you say no or yes that what the saint says)

Dadima walked Khushi towards Arnav. Placing her hand in his she cuddled and kissed them.

Dadima:Latte di chadar utte saleti rang maiya, aa bo saamne, kholu ni rus ken a laang maiyaa

Arnav pulled her close and she gestured to stop teasing her. Aryan looked on and jumped at his mum. Maan began teasing Arnav and Khushi.

Maan:Chootein chootein raatein lambi ho jaati hain,betein betaye yuhi needein kho jaatein hain, dil main bechaini ankhon main intezaar hota hain, jab kisi ko kisi se pyar hota hain(Short short nights become long, sitting down you lose your sleep, your heart be's restless, when you fall in love with someone)

The food began getting served and Arnav came near Khushi and both eyelocked.

Geet:Mere haathon main no no chooriyan hain thora tehro sajan majbooriya hain, Milan hoga kabi ek raat ki dooriyan hain(I have 9 bangles in my hand, stop beloved I have many helplessness's)

Arnav smiled and winked at Khushi. Aryan came off and went to Maan.

Piya:Ye galiyan ye chobara yaha anaa na dobara, ab hum toh chale pardesi ke tera yaha koi nahin, ke tera yaha koi nahin(These alley's and houses don't come back because I have become a stranger there is no one here for me)

Piya and Khushi got emotional and cried hugging each other. To turn the mood Annie ran in.

Annie:Lo chali main apne bhaiya ki baraat leke lo chali main,na band baja, na hi baarati na, khushiyo ki sughaat lene lo chali main(I am going with my brothers wedding procession, no instruments band or guests, but I'm getting presents of happiness)

Arnav touched Annie's face and Khushi looked on remembering Anjali and the bond they use to share.

"Beta its bride and groom's turn now...kuch dhamaal ya 'kuch aur' ho jai?"

Arnav naughtily looked at khushi. "Yes Khushi 'kuch aur' ho jai?"

Khushi blushed and looked away. The drums started beating heavily and everyone began dancing. Maan and Geet pushed Arnav and Khushi in the middle and they began dancing as well. When everyone was immersed in singing and dancing Arnav grabbed Khushi and pulled her away in a secluded spot. He pushed her against the pillar.

"Arnav what you doing? Someone will see". She looked around. He kissed her forehead.

"Khushi" Pausing for a moment he began singing in his deep husky voice.

Hume tumse pyar kitna ye hum nahin jante magar jee nahin sakte tumare bina(I don't know how much I love you but I cannot live without)

Khushi lovingly grabbed his face and kissed his lips. "Khushi I just wanted to steal a few moments with you..and to tell, you look..really nice..."

She began feeling really shy and went right in to his arms.

"That is not on Bhai...you cannot be so sneaky.." Annie grabbed Khushi and walked off. Both looked embarrassed at being caught.

"Khushi Di you will be punished now your going to have to sing and dance". Khushi panicked and then saw Arnav gesturing her to sing.

Khushi:Koi rokh sake, toh rokh le, main nachti chan chan chan chan, palki main hoke savaar chali re main toh apne sajan ke duwaaar chali re...mushkil se maine ye din nikale chal tez chal tu o ghari wale, mann main lagi hain aisi agan, aisi lagan hai aisi agan ke hoke main bari bekraar chali re main toh apne sajan ke duwaar chali re(if someone wants to stop me they can try, I am dancing like this, I am travelling in a carriage, I am going to my beloved house, with difficulty I have taken these days out, so driver drive fast, I have such a fire in my heart, that I am restless)

Everyone clapped. Neil touched Arnav's shoulder and smiled. "ASR see you were scared for no reason she really is brave".

"I know Neil I know". He looked on with a smile.

Precap; Arnav and khushi's mehndi ceremony.🥳

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