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OS : Birthright
"Khushi!?"
Arnav hurried towards her...
He caught her against his chest before she fainted...
His arms went around her waist, holding her steady...
As Khushi's back hit arnav's chest, she hoped he woulnd't press as to why she was feeling so woozy...
"Khushi?..." he helped her to the bed and sat her down..."I know this has put a lot of strain on our marriage...yes, i used to be in a relationship with her...and I'm so sorry for not telling you..."
"It's alright Arnavji..."
Arnav held a finger to her lips..."Quiet...wait...let me finish...I did NOT know about her child...and the DNA test tomorrow will finalize things..."
Khushi nodded as she looked away...
Holding her chin, he gently turned her back to face him...
"Khushi...I love YOU...no one else. I love YOU. THAT will never change..."
Giving a small smile, she said, "I know you love me Arnavji...but that little boy needs a father, and you have to love him too...he is your first born child. He deserves all the rights on you as his father. And I won't deny that to any child..."
Arnav frowned..."Khushi...even if I am his father...I'm your husband...you're my wife...and I will always have time for you..."
He was interrupted by his phone ringing...
Khushi knew it was the boys mother.
Arnav stood up quickly and walked towards the poolside to answer the call...
Feeling more lost than ever, Khushi stood up and walked out of the room...
Anjali saw Arnav on his phone, and saw Khushi walking sadly away...
"Khushiji..."
Khushi paused and turned slowly...
Anjali's eyes roamed over her as if studying her...
Smiling, Khushi tried to cover her emotions..."Di? Are you ok? Why don't we go and spend some time togeth..."
"Why won't you tell him?" Anjali interrupted.
Khushi's face went pale..."What do you mean? I don't know what..."
"Why don't you tell him that you are pregnant?"
Khushi started to sway and Anjali quickly held onto Khushi's arm...
"Come...carefully...come to my room..."
As they entered, Nani was already sitting on Anjali's bed.
"Khushi bitiya...come and sit..."
Completely running out of control, Khushi sat down and burst into tears...
As Anjali hugged her, she spoke calmly..."Khushi, I know you THINK that little boy is Chote's son, but I am sure he isn't...Arnav is haunted by memories of our father...he doesn't want to take a chance on being that kind of father...but he doesn't think before he acts...and when he find out that woman has tricked him, he will be furious...and repentant towards you..."
"No Di, they are alike...I know that child is his...and he deserves the rights of a firstborn..."
"Khushi bitiya, children are equal...which is why...you should tell him..."
Wiping her tears away, Khushi tried to hide again, "tell him what? I don't..."
Anjali lifted her hand to Khushi's face..."I've been pregnant Khushiji...I know...that you are carrying Chote's firstborn..."
Her eyes welled up..."I can't tell him...I can't...not yet...if this little boy is truly his, then this news may tear Arnavji away from him...I can't let that happen...to either of them..."
"Khushi Bitiya, stop this! Enough! YOU are his wife...YOU are his priority!"
Anjali was nodding as she squeezed Khushi's hand...
"No...I will wait...I've already waited 5 weeks...I found out I was pregnant the day we met ASR...and I...I can wait one more day..."
"Khushiji...You are too selfless...I don't want you putting yourself last in this matter. Being pregnant is serious. And Chote needs to take care of you..."
Khushi stood up..."NO Di...I will wait. He needs time to figure out how he feels..."
Anjali and Nani watched as Khushi slowly walked out.
"How can this girl suddenly come into our lives claiming to have Chote's son!"
Nani looked just as concerned as Anjali...
"I know, and at this time, when Khushi bitiya is with child herself...No...this is not right..."
...
As Khushi re-entered her room, Arnav almost walked into her...
He instantly held onto her forearms holding her steady..."Why are you up!? You almost fainted before! Come and sit..."
Taking deep breaths, she tried to steady her heart..."I'm fine Arnavji...I'm feeling tired now...so..."
"Yes, that was her. And the test is scheduled for 10am...I will come home immediately after to tell you...I promise..."
Gently placing his hand at the back of her neck, he lowered her to the bed and kissed her cheek, lingering...
"I love you Khushi..."
Khushi rolled over, pretending to be asleep already...
...
"What are you talking about!?" Arnav yelled
The boys mother began to make excuses why this test was an insult to her, and that he is only doing this to get back at her.
Glaring fiercely, Arnav lashed out..."This is to prove if he is my son or not..."
"And if he is, will you accept him and myself into your life?"
Arnav froze...
He wanted his son...
But as for 'her'...
"I will accept my son, but I have my wife...and I love her. So i accept you as a friend. ONLY a friend."
"Then this test is NOT being done."
She was just about to drag the child away when ASR spoke up..."Wait!"
The mother paused..."Don't you say anything now!"
Arnav was filled with fury..."What are you playing at!? Are you trying to destroy my marriage!? Are you trying to destroy a father - son relationship too!?"
"YOU AREN'T MY FATHER!"
Arnav's eyes shot down to the boy...
"what..."
"Shut up!" the mother yelled, "don't listen to him!"
Ignoring the woman, Arnav knelt down before the child..."Why did you say that?"
ASR began to tear up, "I have been taught to act like you, to speak like you...but...but you are so nice, and Khushi Di is so nice...I can't hurt you both..."
Arnav lifted the boy in his arms and gripped the mothers wrist hard...
He pulled them into a nearby room...
Sitting the boy on the table, he spun to face the woman..."YOU LIED TO ME...AGAIN!? IS THIS ALL FOR MONEY!?!"
She rushed forwards holding onto Arnav's shoulders..."No! Ofcourse not! He really is yours!"
"NO! Stop it Ma! Yes, when my papa left, she blamed her failed relationships on yours and then asked me to help ruin yours..."
Arnav yanked the woman's arms off him...
"You need money? I'll give you money. But I don't want you near me or my wife again! Understand!?"
Turning to the boy, Arnav smiled..."Thankyou...thankyou for your honesty...I hope that one day I have a child like you..."
The kid smiled as he watched Arnav walk away...
When Arnav was out of sight, the mother yelled..."HOW COULD YOU DO THAT! WE HAD HIM IN THE PALM OF OUR HANDS!"
ASR jumped off the table..."You know, he has taught me a lot..." he stepped forwards slowly..."And you, are NOT going to lie to me EVER again!"
...
The family was sitting in the lounge when Arnav burst inside...
He strode in fast and his eyes instantly locked onto their target...his wife...
Khushi looked pale..
As if she had been up all night worrying...
Guilt began to shake him...
"Chote?" Anjali said as she looked up...
"Di, I need to speak to Khushi first..."
Khushi began to stand...
"Chote, we have a right to know..." nani stated firmly...
"She was lying to me. All along. The boy is not mine."
Hearing that, Khushi fell to the floor...
Arnav couldn't reach her in time ...
"Khushiji!" Anjali screamed when she saw her body in a heap
Arnav lifted her up and quickly carried her upstairs...
Anjali and nani weren't far behind...
"Di call the doctors...fast...it's been too much on her..." Arnav said as panic began to heat his blood...
"Chote, quickly just take her to the hospital..." Anjali began gathering some of Khushi's clothes into a small bag...
"Di? What? Just call our doctor..."
"NO Chote. Take her to the hospital."
Arnav heard anger in her voice.
"Di, I know what I did was wrong..."
"Wrong!? Oh you don't know the half of it!" Nani spat out...
Arnav held onto Khushi's hand and carefully smoothed hair away from her face..."Khushi, Khushi can you hear me...open your eyes..."
"Chote! Take her to the hospital now!"
"Why!"
"Because she is pregnant! She IS carrying your child!"
Arnav stared for a moment and then looked back at Khushi...
Pale, tired, fainting, crying...
"Oh God...Oh God!"
Arnav lifted her delicate body with extra care...
"Call us to tell us how she is..." Anjali said...
"OH God Di! What have I done...I...I haven't looked after her at all..."
"Well now you damn well better!"
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