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Arnav's Dialogues.Khushi's Dialogues.
Part 19
The glint in her eyes while pleading him was not something to be proud of for him. It was more like begging for happiness than asking, he didn't want her to beg for something which she held. She had given him the soul of his life and today she was asking it from the person who was itself deprived. She deserved all what a life could give and maybe she didn't have the bit what it offered, only because of the devil standing before her.
He couldn't refuse either, for she would cry in loneliness, on the starting of this auspicious day, when the Lord had created the only one, able enough to resist his wrath, to love him or maybe worship like god.
There she had bent her head, waiting for the refusal. He had been standing from a long time and the answer could only be no. She had become worthless even for the exchange of money, she thought.
I don't want money, he managed to say, what you are asking for can't be based on money...
The person, who played with lives for money, who judged anything and everything on the foundation of bank-balance was uttering this.
I have some terms...I'll only agree when you will say yes to them...
She was surprised, and happy, at least she didn't fail in the attempt to make him realize that money couldn't be everything but in that attempt she had made herself it's player, done vice versa.
Tell me...
I don't want you to cry...throughout, not in the room, or anywhere till you are with me......then he halted; it seemed as if he was finding it hard to speak the next ones, I...I...will only come if you...will let me...allow me...to wear you Mangalsutra...and...permit me to fill your partition with Sindoor...
His demands were, undoubtedly out of the blue...if he had to marry her...then...then...why did he leave her like some worn out tool years back...why did he ask her to demolish their only sign of love...why didn't he came to her when she cried for him...called him...texted him...emailed him...?
He was asking for the establishment of the purest bond in existence just like something ordinary as a price for a chore.
But should she say yes...or should she reject? but...why? Its too...late for...anything...
Not for any other reason...but...only...for the sake of mine...only for few hours...you want something for yourself and so do I...I just want a simple answer...
His demands were driving her insane...again he wanted to establish a relation for a few hours...but she had to make a choice...quickly...she found it hard to progress but with a deep held fear within she managed...
Okay...you can...
He into her eyes...or in better words pierced through them when she finally looked up after her last sentence...what he could see was only uncertainty. He slowly entwined her fingers with his...clasping their hands together...tightly...he took her into his room and made way to his cupboard.
Right in front of her eyes he opened his locker and took out a box...he with her once again made their way downstairs and right to mandir. Then he opened the box and took out the Mangalsutra...and then he slid it to the back of her neck and clasped it...then he took pinch of sindoor from the dibbi and filled her partition.
His gaze was, throughout glued to her face and didn't even flicker for a second, on the other hand hers was stuck to the ground...mysteriously, not even once, did she have the courage to look in his eyes.
She was confused, what she was doing...was it correct?
After filling her partition...without giving any warning...he scooped her in his muscular arms and started proceeding towards her room. She didn't mould in his arms but was all firm. You can ease yourself sweetheart...
She got a bit panicked so that his almost misbalanced but thankfully the rest from the wall behind saved them. As she leaned on his chest, his erratic heartbeats became the only thing she could feel...she badly wanted to test his with hers...she terribly wanted to prove that their hearts were one. She closed her eyes to inhale the scenario...to rejoice this moment she was spending in his warmth...for her it was the only bliss which entered her life after her children in the long period of years. She had wanted him to be her present on every birthday and when she didn't find him nearby...she had thought it was better to nail the Day's memories...for this reason solely she had hid this day from her children.
Spending this day with him...even if he would force the cake in her mouth was better than not having him. He placed a warm kiss on the corner of her eye...it brought her into senses. She had been in her room...on the bed never knowing when as she had completely diffused into her thoughts.
You must be thinking about me right?
Her eyes widened...just for a second she felt as if she had spoken it out...otherwise...how could he possibly know where her mind had been.
No...I was...I mean to say...
Sshh...relax...I know that you drifted away for the reason that I once again not wish you...right?
She nodded...half heartedly.
Wait I'll just come...
He went outside...she didn't know why...but she would have to wait. She realized that even though it scared her to the core that he read her but when he denied her heart twitched...maybe...just maybe...even now a corner of her heart had still wanted him to acknowledge that their relation was still the same...nothing had changed...but things only needed to be sorted out.
In the meanwhile he returned with a piece of cake.
Happy Birthday Khushi...my jaanu...
Her face lit up like a lantern had been fueled...he fed her the cake and she too did the same. He pulled her into a passionate hug. For the first time she...with all her heart reciprocated. She drew her arms around him...his aura was unresistable...and maybe it wwas one reason why she had attracted to him.
Once they were hugging it was just a matter of time before they melted into each other. For the first time he felt that she reciprocated willingly...that she was enjoying the time she was spending with him and nothing could be better than that. Not even a second it took to adjust for they knew each other better than anyone.
The room was concentrated with darkness and there breathing...they weren't part of the world anymore. It was wintry cold and dry but between them it was completely exotic. No words...whispers...or striking movements but just and only one soul...their love.
As soon as it got to his notice he removed the band that closed her hair...so that they were like the way he wanted...praising his angel. She felt her hair open...and it pricked her. The events of previous night fluttered before her and so did the conversation and it lead to the harsh memories that grudgingly erupted out in the form of tears.
He didn't get a hint because she didn't snuffle at all...it had been part of the deal not to cry but these tears wouldn't stop even if she tried. He didn't even get a hint but just a twitchy feeling that the rhythm and its synchronization were interrupted. What sent shivers were that her body temperature had become could...but what could it be?
He broke the agglutination of their bodies and saw those tears...he was bewildered...again he made her cry...on the special day. Immediately his hands geared up to wipe them..but then something stopped him...even if he would clean those droplets...she would cry in loneliness again...it would be of no use...but then he didn't want to see them either...there was only one way out now...
Khushi...he caressed her face...weep as much as you want...but for the last time...
He made her face rest on his chest and covered her shaking body with the comforter...she started crying terribly...and now whenever a tear made its way down her face he drank it so that none of it went as a waste...so that he could taste the illness in her life...for the first time he felt that he had indeed concluded what his father had...an irremediable extermination of an naive soul...
EXTENSION
But maybe...just maybe he had been worse than his father...and she had been courageous than his mother. If his father couldn't tolerate the woman he kept silent and hid the truth...but he...he crampled the precipitate of a young bond. His mother quit her life because she could adjust to the fact that her husband loved someone else whereas his Khushi kept tormenting her self for years and even till now...she didn't escape what came out as a yield of the relation which she had been equally responsible.
Arnav ji...she snuffled while he was sucking away the last tear...maybe. You know...they forced me...even Amma but they didn't know how much you cared for me. But I knew that Daadi ji held you back hain na?...her voice was muffled, he doubted if she was in her senses. She was accusing her parents and acting as his lawyer. Then she slowly came out of the long held embrace to face him...she held his hand and spoke earnestly...You love me...and...I...I know it...Arnav ji if you can do with this Mangalsutra and Sindoor then why not the last ritual...Please can't we just...have the seven phere...then everything...every disturbance would be over...we would be together...with our children and believe me no one will separate us...if you want I'll...I'll talk to Daadi ji I'll convince her to let you marry me but please just say yes...please...
She was deceitfully consoling herself with mere words that weren't true enough to hide his grave mistakes...but no...today he won't lie he would confront his feelings to her...But I never loved you...Daadi didn't hold me...I didn't come myself...so why should I complete the last ritual when I never wanted to?
The tears once again started making their way through her doe eyes, fluttering in disbelief...but it was high time to adjust to the truth which she wasn't doing...she started shivering...yet tightening her grip on him and then...she blacked out and right in his lap she lay.
He was astonished but it was better than to see her crying...better than to lie and keep her waiting. He wiped the last tears that had stuck on her face and adjusted her on the pillow right beside her, her hair moved aside and her sari slipped a bit exposing the scabs her shoulders held. His eyes widened...it were his marks...his ruthless bites of last night.
He couldn't believe the monster he hid in himself and he didn't want to stay with her anymore neither he wanted to witness his own deeds but they were an existing reality. He moved to her shoulder and started kissing each and every of those wounds. He knew it was wrong...she ought to know what he was doing but he couldn't help it anymore. The Rakshaas' marks were yet again touched by the Prince in him. Not being able to control anymore he picked her and in mad passion devoured her shoulder, caressed it just to erase those stubborn scabs which weren't going.
Tired of the vain attempts he crashed her body against his, hugging her in every possible position digging his face in her hair. He started crying...repenting on his deeds...repenting for leaving her and listening to his mind.
He was her sole wound and it's only healer.
Dhoop Sa Hai Woh Agar Tou Woh Chandini Raat Si Hai
End of Part 19
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*It would be late when I would update the next part so I thought to give an extension instead. I apologize for the delay peeps.
Originally posted by: Krishika209
To be honest i forgot the story line. sorry...
so i could not picture it, but i will read it again..Thnx for pm😊**** ******** ********** *************ARSHI FF FAKE LOVEARSHI FF FORCED LOVE BECOME LIFE
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