Arshi: Before It Is Too Late(Part- 37 Last Part pg 50) 19/7/2014 - Page 4

plz not let arnav & khushi marriage take place plz...

And now that what is called ...Aa bal muja maar ...

Now that it has come on his ego...he wants kushi

Amazing update ... but why he is acting this way he also come to convince her for saying no to this rishta.

Oooh God his big fat ego

I just came across this story and read it in one go. I liked it so far. ASR is so arrogant and to a certain point selfish. He hates his father for what he has done with his mother but he is ready to ruin the life of another girl just because he wants his Di to get married. He comes all the way to Laxni Nagar to ask Khushi to say no but decides otherwise when he learns that Khushi herself doesn't want to get married. Decide Mr. ASR what you want. Its a nice story and I would like to read more. I have a request. Can you please update the title of the story every time you post a new chapter? For example change the title to "ARSHI: Before It Is Too Late Chapter 9 Page 6" when the next chapter is posted. It will be helpful. Thanks :)

Read your story and it is beautiful dear. Loved each and every update and enjoyed it!

Part Nine

Arnav, in Raizada Mansion following his calming exercise of his raising temper... measuring length and breadth of his huge bedroom with long strides, swearing profanities under his breath and throwing his fists in the air...

His eyes are red in anger, his nostrils are flaring. If someone touches him now then the person will certainly think he has fever. A hot current is flowing in his body. His ears are ringing her words

"mujhe nehi karni."

"aap kya jaante hai us Laad governor ko."

"Nehii..Kaun larki karega unse shaadi?"

"Hum baat karenge. Par us laad governor saadi nehi karenge. Paata chala unse saadi karke hum Khushi se Dukhi ban gaye."

"Damn you Khushi, Damn you." he mutters, gritting his teeth.

"No one says NO to ASR... You middle class ordinary girl who cannot dream to even come near ASR... says NO... you want to call Di and make her understand that how I am unfit to be your husband... I will not let you... It is about Di... I am doing this for Di... and No Way will I let you hurt DI... or let any hurdle come in her way to be together with Shyam. I will not let you ruin her hope... and you will pay ... pay for this insult... I will make sure."

"Paata chala unke saath rahke hum Khushi se Dukhi ban jaaye."

A devilish smile more likely an ASR smile spreads on his lips ... "YOU WILL BE SAD, KHUSHI GUPTA. You will be..." he vows.

Here Khushi's Bua decides to talk to Raizadas personally next evening. So that Sanka devi's decision doesn't affect Payel's marriage with Akash.
Next morning when Khushi is leaving for office, she says bye to Bua and asks Payel to come fast while she waits outside. She gets a call... an unknown number but Lucknow's number... she frowns and takes the call.

Hello.
Hello hum Kishori, (this is Kishori)
little shocked, "Kishori ji kahiye", (yes tell me Kishori ji)
Ji beta o tumhare babooji ka number nehi mila to tumhe call lagaye, (your babooji's cell is unreachable so I am calling you)
Kahiye Kishoriji, (tell me)
Wo beta humhe bohothi jyada paiso ki jarurat aan pari hai, aur tum logon ka dukan jo humri paas girvi pari hai, tumhare babooji koi mahino se na sud de hai na asal. To hum use bechne ki sochot hai. (Beta I really need money and your shop is mortgaged to me. Since your father hasn't paid the loan for ages, so I have decided to sell it.)
"Kya?" She almost screams in shock, "Nehi, Kishoriji dukan mat bechiye. Please." she begs (What? No. don't sell the shop)
Par bitiya hum he jaroorat hai isi liye na... (But girl I need the money that's why...)
"Kitne paisoki?" she swallows mentally calculating the amount (how much?)
Jaroorat to 15 lac ki hai. (I need 15 lacs)
"Kya par babooji ne to sirf 8 lack liye the to phir 15lack... aur itne paise ek saath kaaise..." she panics. (15 lacks, but babooji took only 8... and how we will pay so much money at once...)
Dekho bitiya, tumri babooji jab dalil pe hastakshar kiye the to, unhe maine kaha tha ke dalil ke mutabik agar unhone saare paise waqt pe nehi lautaye to hum dukan ko apni marji se bech sakte hai. Aur use bechne se hume 15 lack mil jayega, shayd jyda... (See when your father signed the legal paper, I told him that according the paper I can sell it anytime to get the money. If I sell it then my need will be fulfilled... may be more than the requirement.)
"Thik hai Kishoriji hume kuch waqt dijiye hum koshish..." She tries to reason but hets cut short by the caller... (Alright give me some time to try arranging the money)
"Dekho bitiya paise hume aaj sham tak chahiye. Kuch jugar kar sakte ho to karo nehi to humari bhi jaroorat hai..." He cuts the call. (See I need the money by evening. If you can arrange the money by then fine or else I am in also need)

Khushi thinks hard...

That shop is like a baby to Babooji. He will die if somebody snatches it from him but 15 lacks? How she is suppose to arrange that money. She is working for only 2 months. Though and her jiji have saved most of the salary but that not 1% of that huge amount...

She calls again to tell Kishori to keep this to him till evening... bur it never occurred to Khushi how Kishori got her Delhi's number if he has not spoken to babooji?!!?
Meanwhile Payel comes out and Khushi brings the smile back on her face. Both leave for office.

Anjali boutique:

Payel is busy with her usual work. But Khushi is in other world, thinking and pondering over possibilities of arranging the money...

She can ask Anjali ji but it doesn't seem right. It's a big amount for a loan to ask, in a 2 months job, that too in such short notice not right. She knows Anjali ji will give her the money any way but it is so not fair...

She doesn't know when she has reached Anjali's cabin while lost in her thoughts. She realizes only when her leg hits a chair... "uuima." She winces in pain and looks up... The chair across the table for Anjali is turned around.

Assuming no one is there, she sits on the chair of her side of the table, to be alone for some time and think some more...

She thinks aloud...

Kaise Khushi? kaise? Itna sara paaise wo bhi sham tak? Kaise ye baat bataye hum babooji ko? Wo to tut jaayenge. Par batana to parega. Itna sara paisa... nehi, nehi jugar ho sakta... mujhe batana prega(How Khushi? So such big amount that also by evening? How will I tell this to Babooji? But so much money... no, no can't be arranged. I have to tell him. )...

She takes out her phone from her clothe bag and that is the moment when The Chair on the opposite side revolves around.

A known voice booms near her ears, she least expected that moment in that room, "Tum thik ho? Khushi (pause) Gupta?" (Sarcastically)
Khushi stares in horror, the person in front of him ARNAV SINGH RAIZADA.
"Hu... hum... aa... aap...", she stammers
"Ha main. Keu? main Di ke office nehi aa sakta? (Yes me. Can't I come in my Di's office?)" Arnav takes in her horror with utmost satisfaction.
"Ne nehi... mera matlab ha... par... par aap chup ke keu baithe the? (N no... I mean... yes... but why were you hiding?)" She blurts in confusion and fear only to invite the Devil in him.
A shade of red appears in his eyes. In a long stride he comes to her side and bends over his face, "Chupke, what do you mean? ASR kisi se nehi chupta. Log ASR se chupte hai. (ASR doesn't hide, people hide from ASR.)" He breathes on her face... fiery.
Khushi looks petrified ...
Arnav cools down a little taking the pleasure of her terrified look. He mocks to be polite, "you are worried Miss. Khushi Gupta. Do you have a problem?"
Khushi sits stupefied. She has spoken enough thinking the room empty ad now the monster will taunt her to no end.
"I think I heard you need money. Right?" same mock tone.
Khushi just stares...
"I will give you the money." He sounds assuring but Khushi eyes turns wide, the only thought crosses her mind is Why does he care?
"How much you need?" he enquires.
Khushi is speechless..

He asks again, "How much do you need?"
"15 lacks", this time Khushi blurts out unable to take his look and close proximity and immediately scrunches her eyes shut for her reaction.

"Done." Arnav straightens himself and moves back inserting his hands in his trouser pockets
Khushi thinks, is she suppose to be happy or cry or say thank you or what.
"But I am ASR. I don't deal without profit", Arnav says casually walking towards Anjali's chair.
Khushi watches him with questioning eyes.

"You have to marry me", he leans on the table and drops the bomb.
"Kya", Khushi instantly shouts.
"Yep Miss Khushi Gupta, and there is more. Don't get confused. I know my Di has given you a proposal and I want you to accept it..." Arnav's tone is even like before.
"Par main..." khushi starts to speak but he shuts her. (But I)
"I haven't finished yet. (Khushi waits) My Di wants me to get married and settled and I want the same for her. But the problem is our purposes are different behind the decisions. If it is in my way then I don't ever want to get married because I simply don't believe in marriage. But Di believes and being a good brother I don't want to hurt her. So here is the deal, marry me for 3 months and I will pay you 15 lacks in return. Think before you decide Khushi Gupta, 5, 00,000 a month, it is beyond your imagination, and whatever problem you have will be solved."
Khushi doesn't reply. She is just staring at the man, who can give such a disgusting marriage proposal to a girl.
Arnav again says, "I know it is hard to put up with you and it is same for you, but don't worry, after 3 months I will make an excuse so that you can go. Though, I have doubts that after living in Raizada house for 3 months, you merely will have any wish to leave hence we will sign a contract..."
Khushi has had enough and she screams, "Have you gone mad?" he feels disgusted how low this man can thin... think of her? So simply he is making a marriage deal... to her.
Arnav takes firm steps to her and grabbing her shoulder he brings her face near his and growls "Mad or not but I don't think you have a choice Khushi Gupta".

Khushi feels numb... the hold, the redness of his eyes and the truth he is saying...

Arnav leaves her and speaks casually, "but take your time and think wisely, marriage, no marriage, babooji ka shop, no babooji ka shop... as if he just remembers ... Oh Ya and your sister's marriage, how will that happen, how you will make the arrangements?... Yes Raizada family is rich enough to ignore your lack of ability but don't you care? ... He says dramatically... THINK KHUSHI GUPTA. What do you want? ... You can take the paper sign it and call Buaji to say yes in your behalf and start with the wedding rest leave on me or just leave from here (pause) and let your Babooji drown... he smirks seeing her lost look and adds... 15 minutes all you have... what they say, offer valid till 15 minutes... I will be back to know your decision." Arnav leaves, leaving behind a shattered and teary Khushi.

How can he? How can he think so cheap of me? She will never do it... marriage for money... chi! ... She will say NO... No she will just leave... she moves in her seat... But Babooji!!... She stills... she can ask Anjali ji but will the devil let her give the money? No... He will make sure of it... she has full trust on him about this... and will it look good? They are to be in laws of jiji... Arghh!! What shall I do? Is this her last choice? ... She goes blank time ticks... tears flow unchecked...

He is right she has no other choice. She can't see her babooji's sad and despaired face. This is her last choice. He will not let her take any other way... she has heard about ASR and his deals ... and she owes her life to Babooji and Amma... she can do anything for them, even bargain her life... But then... after 3 months what will happen to her...

She shakes her head and takes a pen from the table.

She calls her Bua, who gets more than happy to receive the news, writes a note for Arnav with Kishori's details and leaves from there to het the much needed fresh air...

Arnav comes in the room after 15minutes as he promised.

"What the..." Khushi is nowhere in that room...

But he sees the paper signed. He smirks, "So Khushi Gupta as I promised." He takes out his phone and calls Aman , "Aman get the shop as ASR property."

" Khushi Gupta you will now learn not to mess with ASR" he thinks aloud.

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I know friends you didn't want a marriage or contract and I am sorry to disappoint you... but this story is written in the light of real IPKKND. Even I have written a few scenes keeping in mind some famous moments of the real one and can't change now as it will ruin the story...

SO far Arnav is the sole villain in this story but it will change when and how... keep reading...

one more thing, in the real IPKKND, Arnav really didn't face the consequences of his hasty decision but here he will... but I assure you that nothing will be dragged much.

THANK YOU for Your time and patience

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Arnav here is disgusting. He is taking advantage of the poor financial condition of Khushi. I don't see any feelings or even a tiny bit of guilt for doing this to her. Nice update. I hope he will regret everything he said, done and will be doing to Khushi. Thanks for the PM :)

Nice update ... I hope Khushi can handle this monster very well