Part 2
Although being exhausted by the dancing, that she taught in a dancing school, Khushi still was standing behind the shelf. Her black hairs were playing with her cheek but she settled them at the back of her ear. Her sleek fingers, knew there work perfectly. Her deep kohl eyes were fixed on the matter in hand. She mixed the batter of cake when she realized that the dark chocolate, she had to put in the brownie cake, Shaina friends adored, was missing. "God...now what should I do...Even Ramesh Kaka is not in home to bring it" She mumbled wiping her hands With the towel and look at the time. "If I wait for kaka now, I will surly get late in baking...I need to bring it myself" She went out to the nearest grocery store to fetch the things, she needed when a shadow followed her. Her steps were closely yet carefully followed by him. She went into the store and got the chocolate with some other things and get out when someone hit her shoulder. Being off balance, the shopping bag she was holding in her hand dropped on the street. She was about to bend down to take her things when a hand caught her wrist and pulled her to himself. Shock at the action, Khushi was still dumb and looked up at the man with hollow eyes when he covered her mouth, before she could even shout and started to drag her towards a corner. Her feet dragged by the force by which the man was pulling her. She hit his hands in frantic order to get herself free but couldn't succeed. Her voice got silenced by that fat manly hand. All the negative thoughts surrounded her mind before she felt numb as with a force, she was made to hit the floor. The shinning silver knife came into the view through the darkness. She couldn't imagine she felt this scared in her life what she was feeling this moment. She pushed her body back through her hands and legs to maintain some distance between herself and that deadly man. "What you thought haan...I will forget that slap that you gave me infront of the whole crowd in the mall. Vikas Khanna never forgets the person who cause him humiliation. You will pay for it today...you will" "NO...NO...stay away...don't come close to me" She dragged herself back. Vikas laughed evilly but then his laugh turned into a pain of cry when someone hit him in the stomach. A terrified Khushi kept looking at the scene while the 2nd man appeared in the dark and hit Vikas out of his wits. "Sir, Please...Leave him to us" Rajat, his bodyguard, spoke up but Arnav was in such an agony that he couldn't dare leave that filthy man who touched his Khushi. His repeated attacks were making Vikas moan in pain. Vikas tried to put some distance between himself and Arnav but the grip of his hand over Vikas collar was too tight to bug. Finally the guards came near him and hold his fist which was about to hit Vikas face. "Sir...Please...Look at Maam...She looks so scared" and those words made Arnav get out from that maddening rage and he turned to look at Khushi who was still sitting down on the rough street. Her pale face was filled with tears and she still looked to be in a trauma. Arnav left Vikas with a force but his bodyguards, Rajat and Roy caught hold of him. Arnav went near Khushi while picking up her duppata from the down which must have dropped away when she was struggling to get herself free. She still dragged her body back, not knowing what to expect from this man who had just saved her. "Khushi" He took her name in the softest whisper, he ever uttered. She looked up at him with hollow eyes and Arnav cursed that bloody man under his breath. He wrapped the dupatta around her shoulders. She felt safe. "Get up..." He gave her hand and helped her get up. "Dont worry, I will make sure you never have to see him again" He promised. Something in his tone told her that she was secured with him. Holding her shoulders, he lead her out towards the road, keeping her steady on her wobbling toes. After few steps, He gathered the things from the street, she bought from the grocery and in the silence, lead her towards her home. Her silence, her tears spoke more loudly to her than the words could ever say. His mind continuously asked him the same question. WHAT WOULD GAVE HAPPENED IF HE WAS NOT OUT HERE TO LOOK OUT FOR HER. Today, his instincts, his anxiousness brought him here to rescue her but then, how many times before she went through these scenarios. How many times people scared her, made a fool out from her. Just this thought burned him from inside.
Her wobbly legs atleast let her stand up plus the strength provided by his strong arms, really helped her through the way. The incident just shook her from inside. If this man, who is standing beside her wouldn't have intrude, that man would have surly did anything to her. "Khushi" He took her name once again making her snap out. "Huh" She looked up at him with blank eyes and a lost face. "Your house is here" With the help of his hand, he pointed and she turned around to look at the house before looking back at him. She wet her dry lips with his tongue before saying a small "Thank you" Arnav nodded and after handing her the shopping bag, made her move towards the house. First time in last three years, Khushi was feeling really secured to be back home. No matter what, no one ever abused her physically in there. Not even a single slap. Still filled with these thoughts, she get into her home.
Arnav kept looking at her till she disappeared. Her pain was evident on his face too. But right away, he composed himself and turned on his heels to go back to the incident sight. His hands were fisted but tucked into his pant pockets. His face was stoned. His eyes emotionless. His guards were still beating to that limp body of Vikas right now. Arnav looked at him for sometime and took three steps forward before ordering "Show me his fingers...I want to see how daringly, they touched my Khushi..." His tone sent shivers down everyone's body. Vikas, who was already got beaten out of his wits, held his fingers in a fist but Roy was there to fulfill his boss order while Rajat held him down in his place. Soon, with Roy's effort, Vikas hand was placed on the road and Arnav, with his stiff heeled shoe, put one of his foot on to it. A heart wrenching scream left Vikas mouth as Arnav rubbed his heel over Vikas knuckles. "Now, these filthy fingers will not touch any girl". He growled. Arnav was not a pain lover but somewhere, Vikas constant cries soothed his heart. Soon, not bearing the pain, Vikas fainted and Arnav get off his hand. "Throw him in some hospital and make sure, this matter stays in limits..." Rajat and Roy nodded in approval.
Scared Khushi get into the house when the shrill voice of Shaina made her turn around. "Where the hell were you Khushi...My friends will be here in 20 minutes and still nothing is being prepared. Do you want to insult me infront of them?" Khushi silently cursed her stars seeing a fuming Shaina infront. But right now, she couldnt tell her about the incident that happened to her. If Grandpa get to know about it, he will restrict Khushi to get out from the house. The little freedom she has right now, will be snatched away. Her dream to be a dance teacher will shatter and so will her education. She think of an excuse quickly. "Few of the things needed in baking were not in the home...Kaka would have been late so I went to fetch them on my ownself" Shaina rubbed her forehead to keep herself calm. "Ok...Now you have them so get on to work Please" Khushi nodded and turned towards the kitchen when Shaina stopped her once again. "What happened to your dress...?" Khushi look at the back of her white kurta to see it tear from a side while road dust was stick all over it. "Oh...I fell down earlier when I went for my dancing class" Shaina nodded. "Make sure you change your dress when you come infront of my friends" Nodding, Khushi went towards the kitchen. Earlier she didnt realize but now she started feeling a pain in her hips and elbow. She rolled up her sleeves to see the red rash marks. Cursing that bloody man, she went on to her work with shaking hands before Shaina would again appear.
Arnav, fumingly, was pacing in his room when Anjali get into his room and jumped on his bed excitedly. "You met her?...Have not you bhai? I heard Rajat talking to Roy on mobile...You met Khushi...how was she?...how she looked now?...did she recognize you?...Does she remember me?" Anjali went on with her queries and finally Arnav has to spoke up to stop the running train of her chatterbox sister. "Anjali...Enough" That one word and she stopped abruptly and looked at him with a pout. Arnav sit down beside her on the bed with a thump. He doesnt like to be hard on her but right now his brain was too occupied to feel the excitement in her sister's tone. All he felt was bugged. "I need to be alone now..." He doesnt dare look at her face and show how emotionally unsettled he was. Anjali though felt extremely bad but choose to stay quiet. She got up and went to the door. "Sorry" She whispered loud enough for him to hear and she left the room while closing the door behind. Arnav silently cursed himself some more and the broken vase sound from his room was indication enough for Anjali to know that he felt bad for his behaviour but he couldnt help. He will say sorry to her later but before that, he need to do something for Khushi. A light cursory knock made him attentive. "Come in" Rajat entered the room and stood infront of him. "Everything settled" "Yes Sir. He is in the hospital right now. Three of his fingers are completely damaged along with one rib dislocation. And as far as the police report, he willnt say anything...Roy is taking care of it" Rajat explained, much to Arnav's relief. "Good...Now I want you to put one of your men on the duty of Khushi's security. From the morning, till she left the house, he has to stay with her till she get back to her house. Obviously keeping a safe distance from her. I dont want today's incident to be repeated ever with her" Rajat nodded. "Sumit is capable of this sir. Though he is new, but he is good at his work" Arnav nodded and wishing a good night, left the room. Next Arnav called the investigator, who was successful in his task i.e search of Khushi from the top 5 investogators of India, he hired. He knew what took so long for them to saerch Khushi. The change of her sir-name. Khushi Verma is now Khushi Gupta. "Hello...Mr. Garewal, I need your assistance once again...Help me know what Khushi's life is. I mean her legal documents, her relation with her family, how was her college life...a detail report" He explained in the minimum words what he needed and Mr. Garewal was more than happy to be called by Arnav Raizada. The last assignment of his earned him a pretty good money. Now with all the where abouts information of Khushi Gupta, getting to know this was a piece of cake.
Khushi blow on her elbow while applying antiseptic on the rash mark. The sting was nothing compared to the horror, that ran through her body whenever she think about the day. What if that man who saved her wouldnt have been there. What could have happened to her?. "I never knew that a slap could get me into this huge trouble" She thought and remembered the incident of a week back when she went to the mall to get her painting supplies. Vikas, the same man tried to grope her in public and in return, she slapped him in the moment of agony. The men these days, think that women are their private property. She thought bitterly but then those brown eyes flashed infront of her eyes. The comfort that those hands and his closeness provided to her was nothing compared to anything she ever felt in her life. "No, may be my mother's lap was that comfortable" She murmured as she remembered her mother and her sad dismissal. She put a Sunnyplast on her rash mark and putting things away, took out the single photo of her mother from the cupboard. "Mom, How sometimes I wish, I could go back to my childhood days...where i didnt had to worry about anything. You would save me from everyone. Even Dad's death hadn't torn me that much as your death did. We were enough for eachother , weren't we. In home, you had always protect me from world and In school..." She brought out the 2nd pic that was hidden behind her mother's pic to look at the 3 young figures. In the middle was a boy who was in his early teens, looking as handsome as ever and on the side, two little girls having pony tails, standing in his embrace. "my best friend..." She ran a hand through the photo before taking a long breath. "How I wish to be with you both once again...So I can forget about all this world and be a normal girl, just like others." She put her treasured pictures back in the cabinet as she lay back in her bed, covering herself qith her mother quilt. These pictures were the only companion for her who would always listen to her pain. The only treasure, that she carried from delhi to dehradun after her mother married once again. But then she sit up quickly as a thought struck her mind. "How did he know my name?"
"Arnav...What have you done to Anjali...She has been in a bad mood and throwing tantrums from the last one hour" Aryan approached him as he get out from his room. He smiled knowing his baby sis too well. Though she was 25, but was pampered enough by all to behave like a spoiled teen girl. "Rahul and I am trying to cheer her up from so long but she isn't in mood for anything...Go talk to her...We were so planning to go out and grab something to eat and this Madam..." Arnav walked towards Anjali room and opened to see Rahul trying to bribe her, while holding a tissue box in his hands. "Ok...how about we will go for a movie tomorrow...I remember you were talking about watching Dhoom3" Rahul passed her another tissue as she cleaned her nose and threw it away. "I have watched that already with my friends...1st day 1st show" Rahul face fell. "How about we buy you a new playstation?" Anjali looked at him with big teary eyes before she threw the next tissue ball on his face. "I am not a Baby...I dont know why you guys are so obsessed about playstations...hunh" Now what could Rahul say when all he do was work, net surfing, working out at gym and playing games on playstation. He was an addict. Aryan who was hearing all that couldn't stop himself anymore and started to laugh out loud while holding his stomach. Arnav too got a smile but tried his best to hide it. Anjali saw Aryan and couldnt help but laugh herself. "I told you so many times Rahul...You need to date man...Seriously, Playstation?" And he again laugh out that made Rahul smile too. Anjali's eyes fell on Arnav and she stopped smiling and look away. Rahul got up from his place as Arnav approached Anjali's bed with a smirk. "I know how it works between me and my sister...I am sorry" He said and hold his ears, looking adorably cute. Anjali was about to turn to look at him but then looked away once again. "Ok, how about we have a day out...just like we do...our time" He asked and that smile that slowly took place on her lips was a clear indication that his idea was appealing. Of course, how could Anjali ignore a day out with his brother where there would be no bodyguards following them. No eyes would make her nervous and alert and moreover, Arnav will be obliged to do anything she would ask for. He patted her shoulder and raised his brow in askance and in reply Anjali just hugged his brother. "I am sorry" He said once again before he heard her "Its ok" in reply.
Next: "Sir, Meet one of the leading hotel chain owner...Mr.Arnav Raizada" Akshay Gupta loiked up to see a young man, standing proudly infront of him.
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