HEAL ME : PART B
Without a single word.
A single sign.
A single address.
KHUSHI jumps up.
She turns around and covers her eyes with both palms.
Khushi:
'NO!
NO!
GO AWAY!
I CANNOT TAKE IT ANY MORE.
GO AWAY!
NOW!
ENOUGH!!!"
ARNAV JI!
Do not torture me anymore.
I know.
This is not real
I am dreaming or hallucinating.
I cannot bear this anymore.
You seem real
Too real.
Exactly as the million times, I saw you in my head, my room, my arms, on my lap.
Like the millionth time before this.
I am broken ARNAVJI!Either you come to me.
Back in my arms.
So I can touch you. Hold you in me.
Hold you in me for the restof my living life.
Or you do not come like this.
This is unbearable.
PLEASE GOD!
Do not play this game with me, no more.
I cannot stay away from him like this.
Each day, each hour, each second, each breath with out MY ARNAV is like a living night mare.
It kills me from inside out.
Please GOD!
Spare me the pain.
He is away.
And no matter how much I tried. How much me, NK ji and Mami ji have tried, we have failed our attempt.
I have no idea, how that EVIL MAN! THAT MAN'.AAAHH! THA SHYAM HAS TREATED MY ARNAV JI!
I have no idea, how he has abused him."
KHUSHI still covers her face completely, broke down , tearing up in deep wails.
Her entire body shakes in pain and agony.
ARNAV stares at her,
His eyes fill up.
Looking at her, seeing her suffer , seeing her pain, he looses it.
Arnav:
'KHUSHI!'
Khushi, spins around in an instant.
Looks at him.
And then tightly closes her eyes again.
Arnav: (pleads)
'KHUSHI!'
His voice cracks.
Eyes shed some pearls.
The heart beat fastens.
Khushi finally look straight at him.
Opens her mouth and utters:
"ARNAVJI!
YOU!
YOU ARE REAL!
YOU ARE BACK !
OH MY GOD! ARNAV JI!"
Without wasting another single fraction of a second, she runs towards him.
Straight towards his chest.
Halts
Takes a deep breath and raise a hand, then a finger to touch him to be 100 % sure.
After he sweeps a quick finger on his shirt. She breaks down into uncontrollable sobs.
Her whole body shivers and shudders.
She keeps on nodding her head back and forth in disbelief.
Khushi:
"Um'.m
Arnavji!
You..
I mean.
How did you.
Arnavji!
Oh mY GOD!
You came.
How did you? We tried.
We tried.
'''''I''''..But we could not'..
Arnav ji'''''I ''''''
ARNAV JI!
YOU ARE BLEEDING"
KHUSHI starts to scream in fright, delight, agony, pain, remorse, and ecstasy.
KHUSHI:
OH MY GOD!
ANJALIJI!
NANIJI!
CALL A DOCTOR NOW.
IMMEDIATELY!
HE IS HURT.
MY ARNAV JI'.
H E IS H..U..R'T"
She tries tp examine his bruises and cuts and starts to run for HELP!!!!
Arnav
"Khushi!
SHUT UP!
ENOUGH!"
"NOT A SINGLE WORD MORE.
I HAVE STOPPED MY FAMILY FROM TEARING ME APART.
I HAVE FOUGHT WITH THE POLICE AND THE DOCTOR.
AND NOW YOU !
DO NOT START.
I WILL EXPLAIN EVERYTHING AND DO WHAT EVER YOU WISH'WITH THE DOCTOR.
BUT NOT NOW."
Arnav lowers his voice down.
He looks at her.
She also simmers down.
Arnav drags his feet one more step closer to her and says something, that a girl can die and reborn to hear a single time.
ARNAV:
" KHUSHI!
HEAL ME".
He moves back slightly, raises his both arms and spreads them wide open in the air.
Lifts them up to invite her in his embrace.
Khushi looks at his in disbelief and happiness.
Licks her lower lips and gulps a big one.
Slowly.
Very slowly
She starts to move.
A foot.
A step.
A trail towards her ARNAV.
She stars to pick up her pace and walks towards his with counted precision.
Meets his demand with an open sets of arms.
And puts her arms around his neck.
Holds hism steady.
Hold him deep in her.
Within her.
On her.
Into her deep embrace.
Wipe off is paid, his hurt, his tears.
Place a very soft , supple kiss on his cheeks. Trailing on his jawline.
His nose.
His chin.
His face.
Brush off his hair.
His unshaved beard.
Caress his handsome face with her palms as one would caress a pail of silk.
kiss after kiss.
Hug after hug she wipes off his misery.
His longing.
His thirst.
She runs her fingers along the collar of his shirt.
Browsing on the nape of is neck.
On the edge of his hair line.
With shivering finger her runs a searing touch on his spine.
ARNAV smiles.
He puts his arms around her waist and hugs her like the last piece of puzzle in his perfect life.
He drinks her in.
Marks her with his scent.
With his kiss.
He glides a stray finger down her cheeks, her neckline, her shoulders, trail along her arms.
Her dupatta.
Her shaky nerves, along the throat.
He fingers her hair and weaves through them on and on and on some more.
Both end up in a trance of deep embrace.
A soothing, healing spell.
A binding drum of heartbeats, mastering the skills of love.
Arnav pulls her even closer and lifts her chin towards him.
Looks her in the eyes
And whispers:
"KHUSHI!
I LOVE YOU
I SO , SO, SO LOVE YOU."
Khushi smiles at last, after a 12 day spell of self made lonely hell, she smiles happily.
She reaches a certain point where the world, the surroundings, the present all fades out.
Only thing important, only thing that makes sense in that perfect single moment is the MAN in her arms.
What he wants.
How he wants.
How she can make him feel.
She smiles deeply. Openly.
Happily.
She lets her guards down.
Let his take her face in his hold.
Waiting to be kissed : her first kiss .
KHUSHI: whispers ''''.
"ARNAV JI!
HEAL ME ASWELL !!"
The spend their last 29 minutes of an hour time together ALONE.in their ROOM
Before ANJALI almost breaks into their room for UPDATES
Followed by their DOCTOR and every other member of the family ( including Laxmi ji)
Arnav gets checked and re bandaged.
Takes a shower.
Freshens up.
All gathers in his room and he starts to speak and explain''''.what's left of it.
His hand remains clasped in Khushi's hand.
His eyes remains locked upon her, casting a calming look at her, every few seconds.
She stays cemented near him forever.
( the phone that Anajli had just received, regarding "Shyam the Shitwa" was done by AMAN, instructed my Arnav. So that the SHYAM incident can be masked for the time being) (Anjali did not recognize Aman's voice.)
following the recent airing of the serial. my own story...part B is coming up next.
index for all my work:
PART / A / OF HEAL ME:LINK:
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