ARHI SS: In Another Life Ch38-pg87 COMPLETE - Page 45

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Chapter 32: The Big Question

As soon as Khushi left Anjili's room, she headed towards Arnav's room. She entered keeping her head down and without looking around, headed to the poolside. Arnav, who had also been out beside the poolside, saw her come in a sit beside the pool. He approached her and sat down beside her.

"Arnavji I was thinking…" Khushi started of.

Arnav chuckled and nudged her. "That's never good."

"I'm serious Arnavji."

"Ok, tell me what you were thinking."

"I was thinking that we should delay our wedding."

Arnav looked into her eyes and saw the seriousness.

He sighed. "I was thinking the same thing. But just until Di's ok."

"Yes, I mean I wouldn't want a constant reminder of my husband's infidelity."

"This is why I'm going to make sure that Shyam rots in jail for a very long time."

"Ok, you tell your family and I'll tell mine."

There was a pause as the unasked question hung in the air like a guillotine. No one wanted to ask it but they knew that they had to.

Khushi was the first one to break the silence. "Arnavji, what if Di doesn't want me to be a part of this family because of everything that has happened."

Arnav brought her close. "Hopefully that won't happen. In any case, we'll cross that bridge when we get to it."

It wasn't really reassuring but it was all they had. They clung on to each other, not wanting to let go because they just needed each others warmth before facing reality again.

Chapter 33: A Plan For Closure

Anjii was in her room looking through the evidence. She had to admit that it was pretty damning. She still held on to the hope that this was all a joke and that Arnav and Shyam would burst through the door laughing and saying how they had fooled her. She would be angry at them at first but after extensive apologising, she would forgive them and everything would go back to how it was. But life was seldom easy.

I won't believe a word of any of this until I get it out of Shyamji. I'll even record him so Chote and the rest of the family know that this is all just a misunderstanding. I'm sure no one is to blame, it's just a matter of simple miscommunication.

"Hari Prakash!" she called.

Within 20 seconds the little man burst through the door.

"Is Lavanyaji's old cloths still in her old room?"

"Yes ma'am."

"Good. Go and get all of them and bring them to me."

"Ok ma'am."

After 10 minutes, Hari Prakash had hauled all of Lavanya's old cloths up to Anjili's room.

"Good work. Now go and get NK."

"Yes ma'am."

Anjili picked out a pair of jeans and a t-shirt from Lavanya's old cloths, stripped her saree and put them on instead. She wanted to have as much mobility as possible if her plan was going to be successful.

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

NK came in and closed the door. "Di you called for me."

"NK do you love me?" she asked seriously.

"What kind of a question is that Di? Of course I love you."

"Will you help me?"

NK fidgeted. "That depends."

"All I want you to do is have a car ready to drive me at midnight to the police station."

"Di-"

"NK please." She begged. "You can come with me. I just need him to confess to me or I'll never get closure. Just don't tell anyone, especially Chote."

"You won't do anything stupid?" he asked sceptically.

"I promise. All I want to do is talk."

"Ok Di."

"NK, promise me that you won't tell anyone about this."

"I promise."

Anjili was relived. "Thank you."