This is a continuation of "arHi have a fight in the rain"
Khushi was sound asleep and Arnav had just gotten home from work.
He thought about waking her up but decided against it. She looked so peaceful and beautiful sleeping. He didn't want to disturb her. Sheetal and Arav had just left their lives and finally they had complete happiness. Their love had overcome possibly the largest storm it would ever face.
Arnav came out of the bathroom and laid down beside his wife. He held her hand and closed his eyes. He was asleep before he knew it.
It was 3:30AM and Arnav woke up startled by Khushi's cellphone. It was ringing roundly- he checked the time and wondered who was calling her at such a late hour. He picked it up and saw "Buaji"
He got extremely worried thinking why Buaji was calling at 3:30AM
He picked it up and before he had a chance to speak, he heard her crying voice "Khushi bitia tum jaldi se yahan hospital aa jao. Shashi babua ko attack aya hai aur doctors kaha rehe hain ki un ke paas ub jaada waqt nahi hai..."
Arnav sat there in shock. Buaji hung up before he could answer.
A tear came down his face. He remembered Khushi's words "hum pehle bhi aapne ama, babuji ko kho chuke hain.. humse dubara nahi hoga.."
He looked down at his wife's smiling face. He didn't want to wake her up- he didn't want her to have to suffer even more pain. She wouldn't be able to tolerate it.
He had to wake her up. She would never forgive him for not letting her meet her father one last time. He would argue with the doctors. He would make them save her father.
Arnav jumped out of bed and turned the light on.
He gently went to Khushi and shook her "Khushi... Khushi... wake up fast."
Khushi woke up and yawned. She saw his teary face and immediately sat up. She cupped his face, "Arnavji, kya hua? Yeh asoon?"
Arnav took a deep breath and hugged Khushi "Khushi... uncle.. woh..."
Khushi's heartbeat increased. She felt her body start to shake. She stuttered.. "babuji... babuji ko kya hua?"
Arnav hugged her tighter and said "Buaji ka phone aya tha abhi abhi. Humhe isi waqt hospital ponchna hoga. Uhne ke paas ab jaba time nahi hai..."
Khushi sat there. Frozen. She said nothing. No tears.
After a few minutes Arnav got worried. He released her and said "Khushi? Khushi? Please kuch bolo."
Khushi said "Babuji ko kuch nahi hoga. Chaliye. Hospital chalte hain."
Arnav was surprised at her reaction. He asked her "Tum theek toh ho na?"
She smiled and replied "Hum theek kyun nahi honge?"
Arnav was extremely worried. However he didn't say anything. He simply took her hand and the two of them made their way downstairs.
HP told them that everyone had already left. Nani had told everyone not to call them because Khushi would need her time. Payal was completely broken at buaji's call and had rushed to the hospital with Akash- the rest of the family had just left the house.
Arnav looked at Khushi's face which was expressionless.
He got more and more worried as he saw no change on her face. He pulled her arm and took her to the car.
As Arnav and Khushi entered the hospital, Garima rushed toward Khushi.
She cried and hugged her "Bitia, yeh kya hogaya. Woh toh theek ho rahe the aur ub.. sab kuch katham ho ne wala hai..."
Arnav did not let go of Khushi's hand. He squeezed it tightly.
Khushi let go of him and gave him a forced smile.
She hugged Garima and said "Amma, aap chinta maat chijiye. Babuji ko kuch nahi hoga."
Garima looked up at Khushi and saw her face. She could sense a breakdown coming. She touched Khushi's face and took her to Shashi's room.
Everyone was crowded around him. He was awake but was having a tough time communicating with anyone. Payal was standing in the corner crying into Akash's chest. Nani and Anjali had met him and were leaving the room to make it less stressful for Shashi. Anjali was crying and lost but nani focused her attention on Khushi as she entered the room. Her face was as still as stone. No emotions- nothing. Arnav was behind her and had an extremely worried look on his face. Nani touched Arnav's shoulder and said in a low tone "Khushi bitia ko sirf aap hi sambal sakte hain chotte. Yeh kabhi bhi thoot sakthi hain. Khushi bitia ko ek paal kilye bhi akhele maat choriye ga."
Arnav nodded.
NK and mami left the room as well.
Khushi went and sat down on the bed. She touched her father's face and he tried to say something- make a motion with his hands.
She said "babuji hum hain aap ke saath. kuch nahi hoga aapko."
Arnav sat down next to Khushi and touched Shashi's feet taking his ashirwaad. Shashi tried to get up and give Arnav his blessing but Arnav made him lay back down.
Everything was quiet except for Payal's soft sobs and Garima faint cries. Buaji had finally controlled herself.
All off a sudden Shashi started to breathe heavily. He started to cough and move from side to side- blood was coming from his throat.
Arnav shouted "Somebody call the doctor dammit!"
Akash rushed out of the room in search for a doctor. Arnav frantically followed him out.
The nurse was giving Shashi an injection when all of a sudden he became still.
Khushi got off the bed.
She said "yeh nahi ho sakta..."
The nurse tried to give him CPR.
Just then Akash arrived with the doctor.
The doctor looked at the monitor which was a straight line. Still he took Shashi's pulse and did some other formalities.
Garima gave a wail and Payal held onto Shashi's hand saying "Babuji utiye. Please."
Buaji shook her head crying like never before.
Akash said "Doctor..." His voice was shaking.
The doctor said "Im sorry."
Just then Arnav came dashing into the room and grabbed his collar "What the hell do you mean? Sorry? You couldn't do your job? How did you let him die? Dammit! How?"
Anjali came into the room and put a hand on his shoulder "Chotte, please. Iss waqt Khushiji ke bara mein to sochiye. Payalji, buaji, aunty.. please chotte."
Arnav let go of the doctor's collar.
He looked around the room and screeched "Where the hell is Khushi? Aap logo ne usko yaha se jane kaise diya?"
He ran out of the room and everyone else followed him. Garima stayed back lost in her own train of thoughts.
NK was sitting on the bench outside with his eyes closed; he heard a rush of people along with Arnav's frantic voice. He asked Anjali "Is everything ok di?"
Anjali replied "NK bhai aap humari madat ki jiye. Khushiji pata nahi kaha chali gayi. Uhnke babuji hum saab ko chod ke chale gaye..."
NK got up immediately and joined everyone else.
Instead of searching in the hospital, Arnav ran outside and shouted "khushi! khushi where are you dammit?"
Inside, Anjali found her way to the mandir where she saw Khushi sitting. She was completely still. Nani was shaking her and Mamiji was saying in a teary voice "hello hi bye bye, phati saari say something pleez..."
Anjali squatted down and held Khushi's face "Khushiji please kuch toh boliye. Khushiji hum samaj saakte hain ki aap ko kitna dard ho raha hai... please khushiji aap roh liye ji... aise apne feelings ko uhnder rakh ke kuch nahi hoga..."
Arnav was running everywhere on the sidewalk around the hospital.
Flashback of Khushi's words kept on spinning around in his mind " hum pehle bhi aapne ama, babuji ko kho chuke hain.. humse dubara nahi hoga..."
His heart was sinking with every moment until he finally realized that she would be in the nearest mandir- which was in the hospital.
He dashed inside the building.
Meanwhile nani said to Anjali "chotte kaha hai? sirf woh khushi bitia ko hosh mein la saakte hain.."
Anjali was about to call Arnav when he came running into the madir area shouting "Khushi?"
He saw her. Still as a statue. Her face was still emotionless.
He cursed himself. He could never keep her happy. Whenever he though the storms had passed for her, more pain came to her. He had once again failed in protecting her.
As he walked towards her, the others backed away- knowing that he was the only one who Khushi would listen to.
Arnav sat down on the ground infront of Khushi.
"Khushi? Listen to me. Please Khushi kuch bolo. Mein janta hoon ki tum bohut pain mein ho. Im sorry mein tumhe protect nahi kar paya. Tumhe itna dard ho raha hai aur har baar ki thara mein aaj bhi kuch nahi kar paya..."
Arnav touched Khushi's shouler... nothing.
As the moments turned into minutes, Arnav started to get very frightened. Khushi had not moved in what seemed like forever.
He shook her. "Khushi please! Khushi" Tears started flowing down his eyes.
"Khushi mere saath aise maat karo. Mein tumhe aise nahin dekh saakta. Mein janta hoon ki tum pe kya guzar ri ha...lekin un happy moments ko yaad karho jo tumhe uncle ke saath bitayhe hain... kya unhe tumhe aise dekh kar khushi hogi?"
He finally saw Khushi blink. He breathed a sigh of relief. Khushi looked at Arnav and a tear came down her eye. Arnav saw that she was about to break. He couldn't see her in this condition but he had to make himself strong.
More and more tears started flowing out of her eyes- she started sobbing wildly and she threw herself into Arnav's arms. Arnav lost his balance sitting on the floor and he fell against the wall. He put his arms tightly around Khushi and kissed her hair. Khushi clutched his shirt and she wailed "yeh kya hogaya? arnavji humhe babuji chaiye hain...please..."
Arnav closed his eyes. He was helpless. He squeezed Khushi even tighter but he remained silent. Nothing would make Khushi feel better right now except for the comfort of his arms.
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