FF-Darkness [Andhera] Page 86 IMP NOTE - Page 29

The sunrays fell onto her face and she squinted as she slowly opened her eyes. She inhaled lightly before waking up only to feel something heavy resting on her legs. Her eyes widened in anticipation as she slowly attempted to get up only to fall back on the bed again.

"Oww" she groaned rubbing her hands onto her head.

"Khushi, Khushi are you okay?" She opened her eyes and watched as Arnav stressed over every single detail. Making sure that her pillow was fluffed up, her back was relaxed and he kept checking her temperature. Arnav stroked her cheek lovingly and she nodded her head indicating she was feeling better.

"Bathroom. I need to go to the bathroom" Khushi got up but stumbled immediately. Arnav caught her and put his hands on her waist holding her tightly. "Careful" he warned and Khushi smiled. She put her weight onto his broad bicep and her hands stroked the roughness of his arm. Khushi blushed lightly realizing her husband was immensely strong as he carried her into the bathroom. Khushi blushed some more as she stood in the center of the bathroom with Arnav watching her. He folded his arms and smirked. "You, Here. Go now" Khushi flushed lowering her eyes. "Khushi, I'm your husband, you can do anything in front of me" He didn't miss the flash of hurt which was triggered in her eyes. 'I'm only his wife when he wants, Khushi, Don't fall for him, don't do it again.'

"Chotte, Chotte open the door!" Arnav immediately looked towards the door and ran hearing his sisters screams and shrieks.

"Di. Di what's wrong?"

"Chotte, I think he's cheating on me!"

Arnav watched in disbelief. He was gob smacked. Anjali was crying and she looked broken.

"Di. Did he do anything to you? Did he say something?" Arnav could feel his temper rise as Anjali remained quiet and shook her head.

"Chotte, He had finger nail marks on his back and his hands, It wasn't me Chotte and when I asked him, He told me it was a cat" Anjali replied scornfully. How dumb did he think she was? A cat, a god damn cat. A child could make a better excuse.

Arnav reflected to last night's incidents. Shyam and Khushi, Him attepting to force himself onto her. Arnav looked back at the bathroom wondering what to do. Should he tell Di the truth? But how could he? How could he tell Di the truth when he himself wasn't sure of it? Whether he wasn't sure if Khushi had cheated him, Cheated his beloved Di. He closed his eyes and held Anjali's hands bringing her down to the living room and putting his hand on her hand.

"Di. What I'm about to tell you is going to be tough but remember I love you & will always be there to support you"

Anjali looked bewildered at Arnav and as he recited the story of her cheating husband and her so called small Bhabhi, Her heart broke into a thousand pieces and a new type of emotion engulfed her.

Fury.

***

*SLAP*

"How could you Khushiji! I gave you so much respect and love, and this is how you replayed!?"

Khushi cried and pleaded, she proclaimed she was innocent but no one heeded her words.

"Arnavji. Arnavji atleast you believe me." Khushi begged, she watched his eyes, she stared at the helplessness in her eyes and dropped onto the floor near his legs, she was in such a position where she looked as if she was begging.

"Please. Please Arnavji believe me"

Nani, Mami and Akash stared in complete and utter shock. Their minds unable to register the words they had heard tonight.

"Anjaliji, she's telling the truth!" Payal whispered trying to get the truth out. Anjali glared at her and instantly told her that if she said another word, she would be thrown out of the Raizada mansion and her family would be insulted. Payal pierced her lips together and a tear fell from her cheek. The tear represented the pain Khushi was facing and the absolute guilt that Payal could no longer do anything.

"Not just me Khushiji, Arnav hates you now. I'll wait till he (Shyam) comes back from the office before I question him but anyway. You are to be thrown out of this home from your own husband's hands"

"Chotte, would you please do the honors"

Arnav stood; He didn't know what to do. He didn't want to throw her out but his sister had made him vow that whatever she said, He would have to follow. Khushi stared bewildered as Arnav, devoid of any emotion came towards her and dragged her out of the house.

"I'm sorry Khushi" he whispered before closing the door on her face and watching the tears fall down her cheek. "I wish I could tell you how much I love you"

He stood there for seconds, closing his eyes. A battle with his mind, a battle with her heart.

Di or Khushi.

He had chosen his Di.

***

Khushi walked helplessly around the city of Delhi and swallowed her tears. She was all alone in this massive city and she had to fend for herself. She had to because this time she wasn't only looking out for herself. She put her hand on her tummy. She was looking out for the innocent being growing in her tummy. Khushi was going to be a mother.