Arshi SS- Recalling love..Ch.4 & 5 Page 7 Updated - Page 5

Originally posted by: rockprincess123

Dear Kiara,

 

I just caught up on your updates and I have to stay your story is superbly thrilling! I am really in awe of the storyline, the plot and the concept and I love how both Khushi and Arnav refer to each other as their "angels" in their poetic confessions.

 

I loved how their feelings for each other are evident, yet life stands there as a barrier that forbids them from being together.

 

So Khushi is suffering, medically, physically and emotionally and dear Arnav has brought her here to Nainital to try and bring her back to a normal condition, bless them both!  As horrible as it is to see them suffering so much, I really lik how the story is unravelling and I am eager to know what you have planned next in the near future.

 

Really curious to know what happened so much so between them both that drew Khushi to becoming so ill. Was it Arnav's fault?

 

 And then coming to the fact that they have a daughter!! Does that mean that Arnav and Khushi were maried before?? Did Khushi have some sort of memory block and forgotabout her daughter?? AAgh, I hate it when suspense gets to me!

 

Overall, I really have to give it to you for giving such wonderful updates that are amazing in terms of character descriptions, plot and dialogues. Very well done hun, lots of love,

Noor Xx

 

Originally posted by: sondaryalakshmi

Very interesting story.

So basically aashi is Arnav n Khushis daughter.

And Khushi has lost her memory due to a horrifying incident which I think is RAPE or ATTEMPT TO RAPE BY SHYAM. 😲

so sad for khuhi yaar

grt update

looking forward to nxy chapter

intresting

update soon

thanks for pm

Chapter 5: In your arms.

Recap

He was about to close the door when,

Khushi: Arnav...

The clouds that held back the rain for so many days finally poured.

Arnav froze on the spot. He did not believe his ears. He did not want to turn around. Lest his be a dream, he would die.

Khushi: Arnav...come here...

And Arnav turned.

Their eyes met.

His eyes held tears. Maybe tears of joy. And a smile adorned his lips. A small one. A hasty, unsure one.

Her eyes.

Moist.

Hurt.

Confused.

Arnav: Khushi...you...reme..remember me?

He whispered. And waited. He did not want to hear the answer. But he wanted to hear the answer.

Khushi: Yes Arnav. I remember you. Laad governor.

Khushi pouted. Yes she did. Sanka devi was resurfacing.

And in months, Arnav laughed. Laughed really hard.  Held his stomach. Laughed until he started crying. How he missed this name.

Khushi looked on. To the man who looked like a child when he laughed. And yet the man who was a monster . The man who hurt her. Insulted her. Doubted her.  Above all the man her heart loved. Despite all his flaws.

Why does my heart love you?

All I remember is the deceit,

All I remember is the pain you gave me

All I remember is your bitter words

Then why does my heart still feel for you?

My heart, please answer me...

Dear Khushi, I am Arnav. Your heart.

He was still standing there. Happy, laughing and yet crying.

Khushi smiled. Tears started forming in her eyes.

And she cried. For the first time in three months, she let her tears out in front of him. And she no longer cared. She did not want to hold back today. Only wanted to do what her heart told her to.

It was raining heavily outside. The nurse looked on with a smile on her face. She had never heard of such a love before. Forget having to witness it. She left the room quietly. Confident that the man in love will take care of his lady. Better than a doctor could ever do.

Khushi held out her hand. Beckoning him to come near.

He took slow steps.  Happy but afraid. His eyes never left hers.

Her hand was still held out to him.

He stood near her bed. Held out his hand slowly, shakily. Fingers touching fingers. His palm meeting hers. And finally fingers intertwined.

He crashed himself on her and hugged her tight. And cried. Cried on her shoulder.

Arnav: I thought I lost you. I was so scared.

Khushi hugged him back slowly comforting him.

How ironic it was. Comfort from someone who needed help. Strength from someone who was still weak.

Love it is.

Khushi:  I am fine Arnav...I am fine...

Arnav was still hugging her. Nodding his head against the crook of her neck.

Arnav: I was so scared...

Khushi: Shh...stop crying please...please Arnav.

Arnav: You are also crying.

Khushi left out a chuckle.

Khushi: Ok now I am not crying ok? Please stop crying and look at me.

Arnav slowly broke the hug and faced Khushi. Head still lowered.

They were still holding hands.

Khushi looked at Arnav. He was so vulnerable. So broken. A man always in charge, totally shattered.

Khushi: Arnav...look at me.

She whispered.

Arnav shook his head in the negative.

Khushi brought her free hand to his face and lifted it with her nimble fingers by his stubborn chin.

Khushi: Look at me and tell me what you see...

He stared on. Arnav always had a tendency to fall short of words especially when he was looking at Khushi. It was a norm and he promised not to break it.

She spoke again.

K: Look at me and tell me if I am ok...

A: Khushi...I...I...Sorry, so so sorry...

Khushi was silent.

He hugged her again. Lightly this time. She brought her hand to his hair and stroked his hair lightly. All the while their eyes closed.

They stayed like that for what seemed like ages.

Phone call.

It broke the silence.

Arnav did not respond.

Khushi opened her eyes.

K: Arnav, your phone...

A: I don't care...

K: Take it please.

Arnav never ignored what Khushi told him. He was an obedient husband. Not henpecked. But for a wife so lovely and caring as Khushi, he was the Arnav no one ever saw. Not even his sister.

Arnav answered the call.

A: Yes Di. Found her...hmm...I will talk to you later...take care of Aashi...bye...

Disconnected.

K: How is she?

A: Fine...

How he wished to hear the baby voice of his kid...but he had to refrain...not now he told himself...

He was avoiding her gaze. Fearing some questions now that she was responding well.

K: Arnav, Di was expecting wasn't she? Did she...I mean is there a little one? I heard you say Aashi. Is that her daughter? How old is she?

Arnav did not know what to say. He had to tell her about Aashi. But tremendous shocks would hamper her health. The doctors did not give a nod to this. Yet.

A: Khushi, yes Di is fine. She lost the baby...Aashi is not hers.

K: What?? How?

She was shocked. Life indeed was cruel. Khushi had to go through the shock again. Only if she knew Aashi is hers and Arnav's...Only if she remembered what she had been through...

And he answered.

A: Shyam.

And Khushi did not ask any further questions. She averted her gaze from Arnav and looked at the door.

Arnav was observing her. He never wanted to mention his name. But...His thoughts were interrupted as Khushi spoke.

K: Arnav...hug me please...

She was crying.

Arnav could not bear to see Khushi this broken again. So insecure. Moments ago she was at least smiling. Mentioning his name made the situation dense.

Without a second thought, he rushed to her side and hugged her. This time her head held close to his chest as she cried on. Clutching his shirt so tight, crumpling it.

A: Shh...it's ok. I am here...you don't have to be scared.

He was stroking her hair lovingly as she cried on. He let her cry. Sometimes the only medicine is tears. Cry it all away.

Moments passed and when Arnav looked at Khushi, she had fallen asleep.

He slowly brought his hand to her face and stroked her cheeks. Tenderly. Lovingly. He held her sleeping face and kissed her red nose. How he loved teasing her about her red nose. He smiled slightly as he remembered the red nose moments.

Putting her to bed and covering her with a blanket he slowly got up and went out. The doctors were still there standing in the veranda. He told them everything.

Doctor: Mr. Raizada, that is very good. She has not relapsed. We can all heave a sigh of relief. Do not push her. Let her talk to you but you should not ask her questions. Let her get it out of her. Her hatred and bitterness. Her feelings. And she will be on the path of fast recovery.

A: Thank you doctor. I have a question...when she wakes up, can I take her out for a walk?

Doctor: Yes you can. She is weak but not so weak. A walk of twenty minutes or so will be ok. And make sure she has her medicines.

A: Thank you doctor.

And he smiled. The doctors never saw a smiling Arnav. And it was indeed a delight for them.

Doctor: Ok go back to her and give us a call in case of anything.

A: Sure. Bye.

Arnav went back to Khushi's room. The eatery owner saw all this and was a bit emotional. He missed his wife. The last time this couple came here, his wife was with him until he lost her in an accident. He loved this young couple.

Knock knock.

A: Come in.

The owner steps in (addressed, kaka henceforth).

A: Kaka, you? You should have called me, I would have come up to you. Why did you have to walk so much?

Kaka: My dear son, need you not worry. I love the rain. Walking as it rains... I am fine. How is she now?

A: Better. She just went to sleep.

Kaka: Can I bring some food to you? It is almost lunch time now.

A: Not now kaka, when Khushi wakes up, I shall bring her there. We will feast then.

He said smilingly.

Kaka: Ok as you say. Take care of her and God bless you.

He left the young couple alone.

Arnav was still sitting by Khushi's side. Khushi's pillow was not comfortable. Khushi never used pillows. She liked sleeping in his arms. Hence she was frowning in her sleep.

Arnav was contemplating whether to take her in his arms so she can sleep well. But fear gripped him. What if she does not like it?

He was still thinking when Khushi turned and put her head on his chest. Arnav was shocked. He did not move. She held him by his waist as she slept on, smilingly.

Flashback

K: Arnav stop reading already. Sleep now. My pillow is not nice.

She loved pouting. The sweet drama queen that she always was.

Arnav was smiling, still reading.

And the next thing he knows, Khushi has brought her head on his chest and hugged him by the waist.

K: Good night Arnav.

A: Good night Khushi.

And kissed her hair.

And this became a routine in their lives.

Flashback ends

Arnav smiled looking at his cute wife. He missed her antics. Today was a good day. His wife was resurfacing. But for how long? Maybe this was an emotional moment for her. What if she is cold towards him again?

Arnav pushed these thoughts aside and decided to live the moment.

He kissed her hair as he always used to and hugged her back. He did not know when he drifted to sleep.

At shantivan.

Aashi had started teething and was cranky. Anjali was trying her best to take care of her.

Anjali: Aashi dear, see bua is here..

Aashi is still cranky and in need of her mothers' lap and warmth.

Anjali : Beta, your mumma will be with you soon. Papa will bring her...

Precap: Arnav and Khushi at the eatery and more of Arnav and Khushi...A glimpse into the past. 

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Ok here goes chapter 5. Let me know how you liked it/ did not like it.

I will be busy preparing for exams so my update will be on this weekend. (Probably). Will update after 12 June 2013 (If anyone is interested that is😉)

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