Sangam Chapter 9

Gupta's and Arnav along with Aman, and Lavanya were waiting for ved ji to tell if Khushi  was fine. There was an atmosphere of tension. But one person was not ready to leave any stone unturned to prove Arnav wrong.  Rudra.

"This is all because of you," he huffed.

"Situation is not to blame because of whom this happened, it is to pray for Khushi's well being!" Bhua ji taunted.

Rudra looked away in anger. "But she is fighting for her life because of him..."

"I do not believe so," she retorted. "It is because of you," she said without any regret. "She did not want to get married to you. Unfortunately, she had to take such a step."

"Could you please both stop arguing?" Mr. Gupta said, in a grief tone. "If you cannot, you may leave!"

Rudra's jaws tightened in anger, and he did leave. Bhua ji was thankful he left.

"I think you all should go home,  me and jiji are here," Mr. Gupta said. "If there will be any need, we shall call you!"

"Babu ji, how would you both manage alone here. We are not leaving you or Khushi alone?"

"Please do not worry, I am here as well!" Arnav chimed in. Soham looked at his father, there was a sense of approval from his side too. Even though soham did not want to.

 "Baba, we all will stay back here, and what shall we say the guests, anyway."

"You do not have to, just go back and attend them, marriage will happen today."

Everyone looked at him in shock.

Whatever happened in the past hour, had dented his image in front of his relatives and villagers, more than anything, his pride.

In front of his daughter's stubborness, he failed. This was something, he was not expecting from his own daughter.

What does not a parent do for their kids? They sacrifice their own needs to fulfill their children wants.

He was surprised, today nothing else mattered for his daughter, but a person who was not even in her life for more than few days, compares to years she had spent with him.

 Choosing a life partner of your choice is not wrong, but she really did not wait for anything, she did not trust her father enough. This is what, it hurt him. May be before he had let this happen or tried to test her, he himself had apologised from Rudra's father that he cannot give his daughter to them.

But he still did. He knew she was going to eat those pills that his sister gave her, he changed it to nothing but a mere medicines that were not going to hurt her at all. Now she was sleeping, he knew his daughter was fine. Then why did he do it at first place. Why did he actually let her eat those pills thinking? There were reasons. As an outcome of this situation, he knew what really Khushi meant for Rudra...He knew as a father he kept no more importance in her life as he used to...He knew, Arnav was best for him...But above all, he thought his daughter would not do anything to hurt herself. There he felt, his daughter was grown up, she could decisions for herself.

He felt empty from within. Entirely. His daughter was his pride and somewhere his pride was shattered. He fell on the chair.

"Sir!" Arnav said, and ran over to him. "Are you okay?" he asked, and held him by his shoulders. Mr. Gupta's sons stopped when Arnav was already up to help their father. Mr. Gupta kept hand on his hand on his shoulder and nodded in an assurance. "I am fine, Son."

"Should I get water for you? Aman, please get a glass of water..."
 Mr. Gupta shook his head. "I am really okay. Do not worry!"

In the past 23 years, he indulged himself so much in his family that he forget about his own feelings, but today. Today, it came all down to him with an overwhelmed force. He realised that the void in his life, without his wife was no one going to fill. Not his kids, not his daughter-in-laws, not his sister. Although, bhua ji had been his support system ever since the loss of his wife.

To some point Arnav tried to understand what he was going through. It was hard for him to keep himself in a place of a father, but he understood the pain and emotions as a human. If tomorrow, his daughter was going to give her life for a person, who all of sudden meant more than him, he would feel the same, what Mr. Gupta as a father was.

He sat in his knees. He started off. "I understand, Sir, what you are going through at a moment. What Khushi did was not at all appropriate, she should not have done anything of this sought, but that she did swayed in emotions. I would not blame her but myself, I should have made an effort to be here as soon as possible. Sir, please forgive me and Khushi, for hurting you. We two have really put you down, you can punish us in anyway, we would not mind."

Bhuaji had tears in her eyes, she was too feeling the guilt that she even asked Khushi to take such a step. She was so angry at that time, she forgot what would he as a father would go through. Even though motive was not wrong, but step. Even if it involved no harm to life, but values and sentiments.

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"Khushi, how are you? May I know why did you take such a step?" he asked.
She smiled. "I promised that I will wait only for you!"
"Like this?"
She did not answer him, she looked around, and saw every member of her family had come to see her, but her father. "Where is babu ji?"
"He is at home, titliya, he had to go for some work," her bhua ji answered.

Her words did not go well with her emotions.
Then everything came down to her without anybody telling her the reason behind his absence.

"You have put him down, Khushi!" Her mind yelled to her. Loud enough to deafen her and made her feel sick.

"I want to see him," she said.

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For the first time, she felt ashamed to even go in front of him.
"Babu ji?" she said. Her anklets tinkled, it did not sound cheerful, but sad.

She saw his hands making a vague quick try to wipe off the tears that he was now shedding in front of his wife's photo. Khushi's heart lacerated more in guilt.

"Khushi, what are you doing here? You need to be in the hospital taking rest," he said, turning around to face , in a loud cheerful voice, filled with concern.

"Let us go," he said.
Khushi stopped him, and herself knelt on her knees, and held her ears. "I am sorry, babu ji," she said, and burst into tears. "I am sorry for what I did in a haste!"

He was quite. She understood his silence. She had not given him any reason to say anything. She knew, after giving hurt a mere sorry does not fix everything, but she tried to lift off the weight of her shoulder.. "Babu ji, please forgive me, I forgot the values that you always taught me. I was so blind that I was only thinking about myself, even though I had no bad intentions of such! Please consider this as my last mistake and forgive me, please, babu ji!"

He saw a shadow outside the room." Come on in, Arnav," he said. Khushi looked up at him. Arnav wondered how did he knew he was outside. He walked inside the room.

Khushi got up the floor on her feet.

"Would you like to marry my daughter?" he asked.

Khushi looked at him in surprise. "Sir, I promise I will always keep your daughter happy."

"Can you marry her now? Right now? Without any ifs and buts?"

He nodded happily in a yes.

"Today, I give my daughter to you," he said.

In front of the guests and the whole village Mr. Gupta married off his daughter. May be yes, one day a daughter is meant to become someone else's.

Khushi all of sudden was feeling as if she was detached from her family. She no longer had any ties with every single membeer of her family. Her Anjali bhabi had tears of happiness in her eyes. She was not attached to her other three sister-in-laws, but they loved her as their sister. She wondered why she could not create a bond that she shares with Anjali with other three. Maybe she considered her a mother than a sister-in law.

Her marriage with Arnav was something she wanted, now it was happening, she had taken seven vows with him, he put mangalsutra in her neck and vermillion in her head. She was his. Completely. Then why did it feel as if...she was short of words.

In a crowd of hundred happy faces, there was one face on which no sign of happiness existed, her father's. Would she be forgiven for this act done in denial, or she would be able to forgive herself? She thought.

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Note:

I hope you enjoyed the update...There are three or four updates more for this SS, then it is done, I want to keep it short! Without streching it unnecssarily.

THANK YOU FOR READING IT!

OS: Precious little heart

He helped her finding the best shot. Slightly bending down with her, he tucked his left hand under her left hand, and right hand on top of her right hand. 

Guiding how to create an open hand bridge and closed hand bridge. 
"Now try it yourself," Arnav said to Lavanaya.
"Yes, sure, why not?!"
"That's right, Lavanya," he said as she created the open hand bridge perfectly.
Arnav was teaching Lavanya, pool, but for the whole time his attention was at his wife Khushi.
Khushi was trying to be unaffected by all his actions, but Arnav exactly knew what was going on in her mind.
Simply looking into her eyes that reflected all her feelings. Her eyes filled with jealousy, furrowed forehead, blood must have been boiling he thought. 
"How could Arnavji could do this to me?" khushi thought..."Right in front of his wife he is flirting (not really was just try to make khushi jealous) with Lavanya" (Arnav's best friend who has come from London to Mumbai for a business deal and to meet Raiazada's. She stayed at RM for a night when Nani insisted her and then Lavanya decided to hung around for one more day and Arnav agreed to it.)
For last couple of days Khushi was so busy because payal was at hospital for her delievery. Khushi was the one who was looking after the house. And then with the puja arrangements which was kept to welcome Payal and her new born baby Alya. Arnav did understand her, but his point was if she could give all her time to the family, she should give him time too. When Arnav tried to spend some quality time with her she blurted out fiercely " Do you even have anything else then just having s** . I think you have married for that only!" without even thinking the consequences of her words will have on him...But she was extremely sorry for what she said out of her mind... However, Arnav was really mad by the fact that his wife had time for everyone else but not him and top of that what she thinks of him. It hurt him.
"Yay," lavanya jumped in an excitement when she finally able to sink the ball and hugged Arnav.
"Wow, ASR you are the best instructor, thank you so much!"
"My pleasure," he said to her, but smiling impishly at Khushi.
To tease khushi further he was about to kiss lavanya's hand when khushi threw the cue stick on the floor loud enough to distract him...
"Oops sorry!" khushi said giving him the sarcastic smile.
Arnav in return gave her fake fumed face look, but laughed inwardly.
Knowing that shot has been exactly at the right place.
"Hey, let's go guys and have something to eat. I am really hungry."
"Me too, let's go to our favourite restaurant to eat, Lavanya,"Arnav said responding.
The word "OUR" instantly grabbed Khushi's attention and that surely made her blood boil.
"You mean China House?"Lavanaya said flabbergasted.
Arnav nodded his head.
Lavanya continued "Oh God, Khushi you know whenever I come to Mumbai me and Arnav never miss to go to China House it is our favourite place and their Chinese food oh my sweet lord. It is the best," Khushi gave her a "say a cheese smile." 
Arnav chuckled, but soon bit his lip to keep from laughing.

~At the Restaurant~
Lavanya was having great time eating her favourite "chinese sausages, claypot rice, and not to forget chilli crab with fried buns. Arnav ordered dry-fried green beans, fried rice and vegetables, fried vegetarian Crab Meat for himself and khushi. Arnav knew that its Khushi's favourite.
That did not go unnoticed by khushi and her bad mood was replaced with a   smile. "Arnav ji, thank you!"
But he did not pay much attention. And got back to talk to Lavanaya. That clearly showed that he was still mad at her.
"Oh God, I just love it" Lavanya moaned eating her favourite chilli crab.
"Then why don't you have little bit more?," Arnav said putting chilli crab in her plate.
But Lavanya stopped him by holding his hand..." No no ASR I am really full now. I don't think I would be able to consume the one that is already in my plate, but I surely loved it."

Khushi shoot a glance at him then at her and her hand on his...She didn't know how much she was controlling herself. More than she loves Arnav, now she was feeling like throwing something at him for making her jealous. Even though she knew that he is just pretending, but she couldn't afford that her Arnav talking to his so called "best friend."
After having lunch they went for shopping, watched movie and at 6:30PM they were finally home.

@Raizada Mansion

~ In the living Area~
Lavanya was telling everyone about how three of them spent their day together. With an excitement and occasionally touching Arnav's arm who was sitting beside her and that pierced Khushi's heart. Everything was replaying in her mind. That how Arnav listened to every demand of Lavanaya and did the way as she said. Unable to take it anymore she decided to go from there.
"Anjali di I go and prepare for a dinner."
"Let's go khushi I help you!" Payal said.
"That is okay Jiji you take care of Alya (payash's daughter). HP ji will help me!"
"Do let me know if you need help!"
"Sure Jiji."
~In the kitchen~ 
Khushi was preparing dinner, but her mind was continuously thinking about Arnav.
She was battling with her own thoughts. Her angelic voice was telling her to go to Arnav and apologize, but her devil voice totally contradict her angelic voice. 
"I have to apologize to Arnav ji...But Why should I huh? He should be. After all he was flirting with Lavanya...But khushi you were also at fault you talked to him rudely, but I have already so many times...Okay one more time try it!"
In the end she decided that she will apologize. So she finished up everything as fast as possible.
After preparing dinner Khushi looked around in the living area everybody was sitting there, but Arnav. She goes to their room to look for him.
Arnav was in the room catching up with the work that he missed for the whole day.
Khushi walks in.
Arnav did hear the footsteps and knew that Khushi was standing right in front of him without moving his glance toward her. And kept his focus on his work.
"Arnavji?"
"Hmm!" he murmured looking up from a computer screen at her for a second then again back to the computer screen.
"I want to talk to you!"
"Not now khushi...I am busy. Can't we just talk later?"
Before khushi say anything else she rushed to the washroom as she felt nauseated.
"Khu...khushi??" Arnav immediately got up from his chair and followed her. 
Khushi was throwing up in the toilet and in a hurry he went close to her...He held her hair back that were coming in her way while she puked.
"Khushi what happened to you? Are you alright?"Arnav asked rubbing her back to soothe her
coughing, her face all red, beads of sweat covered her face. Unable to stand properly she turned towards him.
Arnav was now really concerned by reviewing Khushi's troubled health. Without looking straight at him she embraced him in a tight hug.
"I...am...sorry... Arnav ji...I...am...really sorry," she said sobbing in between each and every word. "I didn't say...that to hurt you... Arnav...ji...Really! I did not...Believe me Arnav...ji"
"Sshh Khushi," Arnav said cuddling her his own eyes weld up.
"No Arnav ji...I can tolerate everything but...you not talking to me...No Arnav ji...I just can't... I will Die," khushi wailed. 
The word die was enough to shatter his heart into million pieces. He cursed himself for forcing her to say that...
"No, khushi please don't say that...I should be sorry. I was doing everything deliberately. I was just too mad, but I should not have taken that too seriously," Arnav said in agony.
"I am sorry Arnavji!" Khushi said lifting her head up now to look right into his eyes.
"That is okay Khushi. Now you don't have to be sorry about. I think, I really overreacted!"
Her lips curved into a smile, she was relieved. "I love you Arnavji I really do." And her sobs subsided a bit.
"I love you too Khushi!"
A smile that crept on Khushi's lips slowly diminished. Her head started spinning. Before she could figure out what's happening to her she lost her balance.
"Khushi what happen? Khushi!" Arnav asked as he got hold of her before she fall.
"Akaash, Nani, Mammi, Anjali Di?" Arnav yelled.
"Aahhh Arnavji," Khushi moaned in pain and clutched her aching stomach.
"Khushi just relax I call the Doctor," Khushi heard Arnav saying but all of sudden everything blacked out in front of her eyes and she collapsed. Arnav strongly held in his arms.
"Khushi!... Hey khushi please open your eyes," he begged.
He picked her up in his arms and took out of the washroom and gently laid her on the bed...
Everyone came running into the room hearing Arnav's shouts. Seeing khushi lying on the bed unconscious and Arnav continuously begging her to open her eyes, they all got panicked.
Arnav had sprinkled water on her face, but there no response from her.
"What happen bhai?" Alarmed Akaash asked.
"Call the damn doctor now fast," Arnav commanded.
"Yes, bhai!" Akaash quickly dialled the doctors number and asked her to come ASAP.
"What has happened to khushi Bitiya?" Concerned Nani asked with tears in her eyes.
"I don't know Nani!" he answered timidly.
"Chote just relax Doctor will be here any moment," Anjali said to calm Arnav.
In a few minutes doctor walked in.
"Doctor plz just see what has happened to my khushi!"
"Mr. Raizada let me check!...Can you please all go outside?"
Everyone leaves, but Arnav insists to stay right now he just did not want to leave khushi alone.
Doctor did her check up and gave her the injection.
Arnav's already panicked form gets even worse when he looks at the doctor's serious face.
"Doctor is khushi fine?...What has happened to her? Why did she all of sudden had bad cramps and fainted."
"Mr. Raizada just relax!... She is absolutely fine now. Her blood pressure had had dropped. And in this situation its normal. I have given her injection she will be fine soon."
"In this situation?" Arnav asked.
"Yes, Mr. Raizada Khushi is 2 months pregnant. This was the reason that she had sudden cramps and fainted. "
"Huhh? What? Pregnant? Father? Me?" Arnav muttered to himself totally bewildered. He did not even know, what to say. What to do? What to say? He had no idea what he himself was mumbling.
So he just calmed and gathered himself abit and asked doctor again "Are you serious Doctor? Is it true that Khushi is pregnant?"
"Yes," doctor replied with a smile on her face.
That was it Arnav's panicked heart filled totally with happiness. He was shocked, but really happy.
"Oh God really I am going to be a father...Thank you so much Doctor... Thank you so much," he whispered looking at Khushi.
"No Problem! But Mr. Raizada, I have to point out this to you, you have to be extra careful with her. Don't let her take too much stress, she needs complete bed rest at least for a day and also bring her tomorrow to the hospital for a checkup."
"Yes Doctor!" all he could say and in one long step he settled himself close to Khushi.
Everyone come rushing. But were slightly confused looking at happy Arnav sitting very next to khushi. Her hand in his.
"Chote what has happened to khushi is she?"
"Di I am so happy...Di...I am going to be a father, Khushi is pregnant."
Everyone present in the room overjoyed, and finally everyone took a sigh of relief.
"Congratulations Chote!" that's all happy Anjali able to say just like Arnav she too was lost of words.
"Di Doctor has asked to let her take a rest."
"Yes, Chote we should let her rest now!"
Nani, Anjali, Mami, Payal, Lavanya congratulated Arnav and left the room to let khushi have some rest.
Before leaving Akaash gave Arnav a quick hug and wished him "Congratulations bhai. Now you too gonna be a father!"
Arnav got little shy but came back to ASR mode.
"Thank you Akaash!"
And then Akaash leaves too. Arnav closed the door immediately behind and quickly rushed to sit beside khushi.
He was feeling angry at himself for treating Khushi really badly and ignoring whenever she tried to talked to him, just to make her guilty and jealous. Tears had welled up in his eyes. He held her hand tightly and kissed it.
"I am sorry Khushi! I should not have done that...But I promise that I will keep you and our baby ( Arnav said placing his hand on her tummy) safe and happy.
"Please baby ask your mommy to get up plz! Ask her to get to up. I want to talk to her!" he requested.
"Ar...Arnav ji!" Khushi said alarmed.
Arnav hearing her voice quickly straightened up to face her completely.
"Khushi are you okay? How are you feeling now ?"
"I am alright Arnavji. I don't know what happened to me all of sudden!"
"Don't worry jaan you are fine. In fact, you are absolutely fine." Unable to resist himself he breaks the good news to her. "You are Pregnant Khushi."
Khushi was bewildered. Shocked hearing that. She froze for a moment. Impulsively, her hand touched her tummy to feel the little life that has taken birth inside her.
"Am I going to be a mother and you father?" she barely able to mumble.
"Yes, Khushi," Arnav nodded. "I just can't tell you how happy I am... I love you Khushi... I love you."
"I love you too Arnavji!"
"It's the perfect moment of my life Khushi and thank you for the precious little gift." And he hug her tightly!
Slowly khushi pull from the hug. Her arms still around his neck.
Their eyes locked.
Khushi was the first one to break the stare. Her eyes moved down to his lips and then back to his eyes.
Arnav ran his hand on her face...
What khushi next did was totally unexpected...With her hands around his neck she pulled Arnav's face towards her... Until there was no distance between them.
Their lips locked.
Arnav eyes flutter opened in surprise. Since, it was the very first time khushi made her first move. As he closed his eyes, khushi felt his smile against her lips...
As kiss grew more passionate and wilder, Khushi ran her hands in his soft, jet black hair...
They kissed as their life dependent on it...They didn't even pulled away from the kiss for a breath as their mouths on each other were the source of oxygen...
They themselves didn't know how long they had been kissing each other. Few minutes felt like ages but magical and full of dream.
All of sudden, there was no response from khushi...
Arnav fluttered open his eyes. His heart pounded harder than ever.
But felt a relief as he saw khushi dozed off in his hands. Her breathing was calm and a small smile had crept on her face.
He smiled seeing her beautiful, innocent angelic face. And laid her gently back on the bed. He leaned in and give a small peck on her lip. And was about to get up the bed but he was stopped as Khushi had hold his hand.
"Khushi," he said turning around but she was sleeping.
In a half sleepy voice she mumbled - "I love you Arnavji...I..."
"Love you too... Khushi,"'Arnav completed the sentence.
Releasing his hand for a bit he pulled cover on top her and laid beside her... His hand on her tummy.
"I could see your beautiful face forever khushi and never get tired of it. Thank you once again for this little gift!"
Then a minutes later he too dozed off.

Bonded just for a favour?! Conclusion part 5

CONCLUSION PART 8


PART X

Arnav came home entirely broken, he was so distracted, disturbed, shattered from inside that he had no energy to even drive.

He had to fetch the taxi. The house felt like a graveyard. With Khushi, every colour, every positive emotion, had faded away.

He had wished he would open the door and his Khushi will be waiting for him, just like she used too.

But no this time she wasn't. Arnav felt the house will eat him away, he never had thought that Khushi will leave him.

He never had thought that she didn't love him.

He spent almost 1 and a half year with her and now all of sudden she was gone.

He let out a growl of complete pain.
In true sense, he had lost everything. His family, his sexy, his Khushi and now there was no point of living.

He was tired enough of pretending that he was happy and living his life to full extent...He was tired of being so strong, but not any more he could.

He let himself to be weak. He fell on his knees.

His heart still wishing she will be back...

If not today, then tomorrow, may be a week later, a month, or after a year when she will know she herself can't live without him.

He will wait until his last breath, he sat on the floor, his back laid against the sofa and his head stooped down in defeat.

But a moment later, he felt his heart skip a beat...His every sense revived...

A smile that had mirrored nothing, but pure happiness, and endless joy.

He heard the tinkling of Khushi's anklets and the door opened.

There she stood, his angel. She was back.

A pain masked on her tired face, tears flowing.

But his smile faded when he thought it was just his imagination.

He again sat back, dreams shattered again.

Even though he could hear her anklets tinkling even more, in fact she was coming towards him as the door behind her slammed shut.

And he shut his ear, to block the sound, he was getting frustrated, tears never stopped running down his eyes.

"Please stop thinking of her she isn't here!" he pleaded himself when he thought he will go insane.

"What if I am actually here!?" he heard her saying in a shaky voice.

"What if your Khushi is back!?" she further added.

"No," he was still shaking his head. Because he was confident that it was his imagination.

She put her hand on his arm, as she sat down, "Arnav."

This time Arnav did look at her, in shock.

"Your Khushi is here with you!" she said. "For forever!"

"And this is not your imagination," she said as she pinched him to bring him to the reality.

His very part of the heart believed but his mind was still in denial.

Khushi made him stood up. "I love you Arnav!" she said if that made him believe.

Arnav bit his tongue and realized it wasn't his imagination.

His Khushi was back.

"Ahhh!" he breathed harsher.

As one breath came one after the other he knew he was living.

The very presence of her meant he was alive, his heart was rejuvenated.

Then anger masked his smile. He walked away and fell on the sofa crying.

Khushi quickly went to him and knelt on her knees.

"I am sorry Arnav," she muttered. "I am really sorry...I knew you loved me. I knew you were going to admit your love for me, but I had talked about leaving you!"

"You did it one purpose!" he said heatedly. "You knew I loved you, you hurt me on purpose. What are you doing here!? Why didn't you just leave me alone dying here!?" he could hardly speak.

"Because of me!" someone said that made Arnav turned around his head.

"She did everything because of me!" Lavanya said.

"You!?" he asked confused.

"Yes, because I have said her! I asked her to move away between me and you."

"La you knew that I don't love you!"

"Yes, I didn't," she said. "The day you had gone to Canada for a day to your conference I had come here to meet Khushi."

"I knew that you and Khushi were married. I forced Khushi to be the one step aside. But in this 6 months I realized you actually love Khushi. Whenever you were with me I could only see love for Khushi."

"And today, when I realized you can't be mine...And your love is only for Khushi how could I have done one more mistake and have let Khushi go away from you life!? I had realized that Khushi loved you so much that for your happiness she could do anything."

Arnav looked at her questioning.

"Yes, Arnav I made her believe that you are only happy with me. And for me she sacrificed her own love."

"I told her that you are only doing her a favour. I told her that you are a burden on you!"

"But I wouldn't have done that. I wanted you, but you need each other!"

"If possible, please forgive me!" she said in guilt and left.

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PART Y (Make me yours!) MATURE CONTENT AHEAD
Now, Arnav couldn't believe that it was all a big joke played with their lives by Lavanya.

He looked angrily at Khushi. "How could you just believe that I loved her!?"

"I am sorry...you could give me any kind of punishment," she muttered.

"Any!?"

"Yes, you may slap me if you want! You can hit me..."

"Sssh!" he said as he kept his finger on her lips. He could never think of hitting her or any other women. Although, he was mad at La, but he couldn't have came forward and slapped her. But one thing she wouldn't get is forgiveness.

"I love you Khushi!" he said and hugged her.

Kissing her hair, her whole face, her neck, over and over and over again. He couldn't put his happiness into words, but just express through his actions.

Khushi had completely surrendered herself to him. "Make me yours Arnav please for forever that no one could snatch me from you and you from me!" she muttered.

There were no words to explain this moment in particular too.

Her one phrase had changed their relationship for good, and for forever.
He had pinned her to the wall, kissing her, drinking her tears away, and there was no stopping today, no stepping back.

He had his life and he knew what to do with it. He wrapped his arms around her waist and Khushi let her whole weight on him, let him give her support.

He picked her in arms as she was breathless.

A music of love started.
There were no borders, no limits when they had chosen to be with each other.

With the trust that they would not leave each other alone in any circumstance.


Arnav pushed the door with his leg as he didn't dare to look anywhere, but Khushi. Whose face was flushed and glowing at the same under his heated gaze, but she too was looking at his greyish eyes.

Stars twinkled in the night sky as a moon in the arms of night, Khushi was in Arnav's arms.

He laid her so gently on the bed as he was going to hurt her if he will be harsh in anyway.

He laid on top of her and kissed her. Moans danced on Khushi's lips. She couldn't define how his lips crashed on her lips, that she felt it was so soft, she didn't expect gentleness from him, after a year of pure pain.


Khushi was breathless and so was Arnav, but it was just the beginning. He took her clothes one by one off her body and his own until there was no layer that separated them.

Without him Khushi was incomplete. This is what she had come to know after she had thought of going away from him.

If Lavanya hadn't come there and stopped her at the airport and told that Arnav couldn't live without her, god knows what had happened. Right away she couldn't wait, but run back to her Arnav.

Arnav moved south as he kissed her neck. He bit with his teeth hardly, to satisfy himself with the dry moans that escaped her throat.

Then taking her full round breasts in his hands, and moulding them, pinching the taut n**ples, sending electric currents up her spine, a heat shooting from her stomach to her s*x.

He took his good time sucking each of her bosoms.

Khushi writhed, wriggled, arched her back, to allow full access to her assets only added to the passion.

Coming down to her stomach, kissing it in a same passion as he had her breasts.

There was a need that they never needed before, but today, right now. With the growth of time, he couldn't stop himself and to be little harsh. He bit her stomach muscles, whereas his fingers rolled her n**ples between his finger. And sucked the red area only to form a hickeys.

He could tell Khushi was enjoying it, and he was proud...

Finally, reaching even more south, to his final destination, he found her heated core.

He growled and Khushi shuddered as he knelt on his knees and leaned to suck all the juices off her until dry.

Khushi felt she was in heavens, her thighs opened for him, she didn't knew the feeling that was so new to her, ever existed in her. And was proud that it was only Arnav who was meant to give all she had needed.

She couldn't believe she would ever had let anyone this close, but she took proud in it, that it was Arnav.

She couldn't say anything, but encourage him, begging for more, when she was at verge of orgasm, she pleaded him to be inside her.

He obeyed her and plunged inside her.

"It will hurt, but I will make sure it doesn't," he mumbled soothly.

She merely able to nod when her eyes were tightly shut, and he was going inside her. Her breath stuck in her throat.

Slowly and gradually, her mouth opened as he went deeper and deeper.

"Relax yourself, feel me inside you, ignore the pain, open your focus on me," he told her when he felt her muscles clenched around her.

She let her body loose, looked into his eyes, listening to the rhythm of his and her own heart that was in sync.

"Aahh!" She screamed do loudly when the tissue inside her ruptured.

The pain was unbearable, as someone has hit her with hammer, tears flowed down her eyes, but quickly it dissolve in the pool of pleasure.

He felt a pool of lubricant around his member. Khushi was surprised to find that his p**is roomed itself inside herself so perfectly.

But there were was no time to think, he increased the pace as he slide in and out.

"Please don't stop!" his heart palpitated as it swell in happiness. And he could only fulfill her needs.

"Come with me Khushi!" he growled before he stopped all the moments for 30 seconds and then ejacuated his sperms deep inside her womb with the speed of light.

"Arnav!" Khushi breathed harder as her body melted in the aftermath of countless orgasms. Her head dug in the pillow. He held her by waist and continued to slide in and out.

Until, she couldn't breath, her screams of pleasure didn't became an exhausted moans.

When they were exhausted after their pure love making, Arnav fell on her, Khushi welcomed all his weight on top on her. As they laid, linked together. 

_________________________________PART Z (A fresh start.)

2 month later...

"Arnav what are you still doing in the washroom!?" Khushi yelled.

"What the Khushi I am doing my work!" he answered back.

Khushi giggled. "Common everyone is waiting for us at the mansion. We have to get ready!"

"Just a moment! I am almost done!" he said as he flushed the toilet.

"Just look at the room...Arnav even kids aren't that messy than you are! What your dirty socks are doing on the bed and shoes on the study table!?"

"Mrs. Raizada calm down. I will clean it..."

"But you tell me what is your shoe doing on the study table!?"

"I was reading it..."

"What!? I mean I was polishing it..."

"Arnav you were sitting in the washroom reading newspaper!"

"Yes, I was," he said as he came out of the washroom. "Otherwise, I couldn't have gotten time!"

"Arnav aap bhi na!" (Arnav you!) she said as she turned around to leave.

Arnav held her by her hand and swirled her around. Her head spun as she felt light headed. But it seemed to be okay the moment she stood still in her husband's arm and Arnav didn't seem to notice it either.

"Arnav this not a time to romance let me go. I have to get ready mom, dad, dadi are waiting!"

"Thank you Khushi!" he said. "Thank you for bringing my family together...Thank you for returning me my family!"

"Isn't it my family too!?" she said.

"I am sorry. Our family," he corrected himself.

"It's okay!" she said as she brushed his hair to the right.

"I told you, once they will sought out their differences and start respecting them, everything will turn out to be good!"

"But you did make them realize my importance too."

"Arnav they are your mom and dad. Just like we kids sometimes don't show it, but we will still them...parents do the same...They don't need to show the love it is obvious that they love us!"

"Remember when you met with a minor accident a month ago and how they came rushing to the hospital!?"
He nodded.

"That clearly showed how much they loved you which was definitely beyond descriptions!"

"And they also accepted us and our marriage," he added.

"Yes," She said and nodded. And Arnav pulled her into a tight hug.

"You go and get ready...I call Anjali di and ask her when she will be at RM!"

"Okay!" she said smiling. She walked to her closet to get her lehnga...when her head again spun and due to the lost of balance she knocked the glass oval shaped vase that was kept on the long wooden table and it fell on the floor.

"Arnav!" she called faintly, but it wasn't loud enough that he could listen her when he was talking on phone and T.V. volume was high enough to muffle the sound of the vase that hardly made sound as it fell on a rug and her calls.

She sat on the bed, for a while, and drank water that was already kept on the table.

To her relief she felt better.

"Khushi, please come here for a while, I am not getting the music CD that you took out of the car."

"Coming!" she said as she stood up, but this time she only collapsed on the floor.

"Khushi!" Arnav called again. "Are you in the washroom!?" he still didn't get her answer. He came to the room and literally rushed as he fell to her side.

He stood and laid her on the bed. He rubbed her palms and soles. And quickly checked her pulse and the heartbeat and the B.P.

He chuckled all heartedly when he found out that his Khushi was pregnant.

        ~~~THE END~~~ 
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Bonded just for a favour?! Chapter 4

PART 7
PART R (BROKEN)

After Khushi's mom death, Khushi had been really sick. She was admitted to the hospital over a week.

No one else with her, except
Arnav, who too had lost his mother, had completely taken care of her.

Also, for a week they couldn't carry out a funeral. When after a week, Khushi could barely stand forbid her mother last goodbye.

There was an aura of grey all around. Their lives had drastically changed. Because of Khushi's illness, Arnav had kept himself strong. Although, he himself was too shaken up with his sexy's death. Anyhow, someone had to be strong enough and Arnav chose to volunteer, even if it meant total heartache.

Slowly he had shoved all the pain in the corner of his heart and took care of Khushi. Who at present seemed to be affected to an extent she had lost the urge to live anymore.

She would sit in the corner of her room, hours staring outside the window. Cities lights illuminating the dark nights, but her own world a dark place, where her own shadow seemed to isolate her. She had no track of time.

She didn't care to eat, even if she was hungry, most of the times. Arnav had to plead her to eat. For quite sometime, he had taken day off or would finish his work early.

Several times, he had tried to convince her to go with him outside, just to divert her mind, but she would just ignore.

This was worrying Arnav the most. She had lost 8 to 10 pounds of her body weight. Her health reports weren't appealing at all.

Dozen times she had collapsed due to the weakness. Her mother was the only desire and looked like after her there was no desire left anymore.

At nights, she would stay awake, staring at the skies.

Sometimes, looking at the pictures of her mom. But she shed no tears anymore as she was deprived of them.

Her mom was a woman so lively, so enthusiastic, so energetic that she was never ever bothered even when she knew she had no more than 6 months, but not even that. "Everyone one day has to die, than why not today!" she had told her in the last hour.

"Please don't say so ma!" she pleaded. "Your handsome will never like that...I have called him, he is busy but once he will check his phone, he will come rushing to you!"

"No," her mom said breathing difficulty. "Don't call him, he isn't strong enough to see me going. I have spent two precious hour with him," she said.

"I will be back!" she said. "May be as your son or daughter!" she laughed.

Khushi giggled at her thought.

"Take care of him, of yourself! I love both of you! May you both love together forever!" was her last words said to her.

She was guilty, that she couldn't tell her mom it was just a drama.

PART S (Always by your side)
A weeks passed by, there was no change in Khushi.

Arnav couldn't tolerate it anymore. He couldn't see her breaking every moment of her life.

He held Khushi's arms, little tightly, because his soft way to make her understand wasn't of any good use.

"Khushi you know how much you are hurting sexy by living this suffocating life!?" he said little heatedly too.

"You don't care, Arnav she wasn't your mom!" she said. She knew she was being rude, but this time on purpose.

She wanted to remove any concerns he had for her. Because her life was nothing, but a boat without a sailor. And she thought she was a headache for him. With her he was just ruining his life.

Her words did indeed hurt him, but he knew where Khushi was coming from.

"She wasn't your mom, that's why you can't see the pain!" she repeated as she kept the stone on her heart, trying to heighten the anger towards herself, but it only did was pulled himself more to her.

Then she felt his hand slipping down her arms, but only to cup her face.

"Khushi, I know you are hurt. Look I want you to move on. We can't live in the past. I promised sexy that I will never let you feel alone, after her death. I know wherever she is, she watching us, and I won't be able to bear to see her soul getting hurt."

Fresh tears slipped down Khushi's eyes as he spoke. "She had lived in pain, for years...She didn't deserve this life full of pain...With her death she was actually released from the pain. And now do you want even her soul to suffer!!?" he asked.

Khushi immediately hugged him. Arnav welcomed her very gesture and hugged her back. She needed it.

"Arnav she never shared her pain with me. She never did!" sobs raked her body. "She never told me how much physical, emotional and mental pain she was going through!" she sobbed even harder.

"I miss her, Arnav. But you are right she needed it! She was fighting with her life, bed ridden."

Arnav couldn't help rubbing her back to soothe her.

Finally, the tears that she had been holding back, came gushing down her eyes. Arnav let her cry as long as she wanted, but he promised that it would be the last time.

Hours went by, they were still in each other's arms. And didn't once mind.

Khushi had told him about her childhood. She told him that after her father's death her mom had given the love of both mom and dad. Arnav was relieved that she was quite normal, if not completely.

He listened to her, responding whenever he thought he had too and he should.

They both sat by the window, Arnav had tucked her closer, and he was glad Khushi didn't mind.

In fact, she felt never this good. Knowing the one thing that there is someone who was there to take care of her, by her side.

Arnav had wrapped his arms around her waist and she had her back leaned against his chest. His heart beat against her back. She could feel it beating normal at times, and the other little faster.

He cuddled her close enough to provide provide her warmth.

And it was nearly, 2:00 AM and Khushi had long slept her head burried in his neck, her hot breath tickling his skin.

He couldn't stop himself looking at her. After month and a half, she had slept peacefully.

He slowly tucked his arms under her waist and her legs, as he carefully picked her in his arms, and took her to the room.

Gently laying her on the bed and covering her with a blanket, he dimmed the light of the room, before placing a deep kiss on her forehead.
A small smile tucked on the side of his lips.

It was hard to believe, but even after so long he had smiled, even though it was hardly there.

His heart had picked up the race against his chest...And he officially admitted to himself that he loved her. And wanted to make her his own, not for a year, or two or ten or twenty, but for forever. He didn't know when and how!?

May be the very first day he had seen her at the hospital.

He turned around to leave when Khushi stopped him, as she held his hand.

PART T (Can I kiss you!?)

"Please don't leave me!" her voice was pleading that made his heart jump in excitement and pain at the same time.

"I am always with you!" he said walking one step back. He sat with her. And she only gave him enough room moving to the other side of the bed. He half laid to her side, but maintaing a respectful distance between them.

He looked at her sleepy state, "close your eyes!" he murmured ever so softly, that Khushi couldn't store the warmth and the concern behind the words.

Then he was doing that she expected from him, he leaned in. "Can I kiss you!?" he demanded.

She couldn't deny and only welcomed him. His heart gushed with joy and he placed his lips on hers.

There was nothing physical in the kiss, just a promising kiss that," Khushi even if your shadow leaves you I will never ever!"

Arnav was relieved when he knew he wasn't scaring her, he was believing him. And yes, she was. She was apologizing for not believing him, and blaming him.

When she slowly snaked her long, thin fingers in his hair, only to keep him from pulling away from the kiss.

Kiss lasted longer than two minutes...And it was welcomed by both of them in their full senses...They were both mature enough to keep their feelings in check.

Somewhere, in their head they thought, may be they should give their contract marriage a chance.

"Go to sleep, doll! I am here right next to you!" he mumbled tucking the strand of her hair at the back of her ear and floating in his sweetly muttered words she drifted to sleep.

Holding his arm in his hands, as she felt safe, free of worries. The void that was created after Khushi's mom death was being filled by Arnav, or may be he was already in her heart.

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Another week passed away, Khushi was getting better. Arnav was successful in bringing smile on her face. And sometimes, she laughed her heart out. When one day, Arnav dressed into a Charlie Chaplin look. Khushi had decorated his face with her lipstick. And Arnav did not mind at all, he had painted Khushi's face too, with big kitten moustache. Truly, the colour in their lives were returning back.

Nowadays, they were even sleep in the same room, together in the same bed, trusting each other.

This was Khushi's way to apologize. They once laid together. Tears formed in her eyes. Arnav leaned on his elbow in concern. Before, he could ask her what happened, Khushi spoke as she sat up and held her ears.

"I am sorry Arnav for not believing you!" she said in guilt.

"Really did you do anything such!?" he asked so casually as really didn't anything happened.

He laid her back on the bed before brushing her tears away, with his knuckles.

"Let's just not talk about past! And if you are still concerned I was hurt, than the answer is yes, I was, just a little!" he said adding his tint of childish nature. "But it's alright. Because we are still together," he had said and Khushi could only look at him, in his eyes.

"Did mom ever complimented your beautiful grey eyes!" she said.

"Yes, she did. That's why I love them even more!" he told her.
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PART U (HIS TURMOIL)

Then slowly he saw her closing her eyes, and drifting to sleep, wrapped blanket tightly around herself. He couldn't resist running his hand in her hair and she seemed to liking it. Arnav could tell the way body almost relax, she wasn't at all clenching on blanket as she was afraid or missing her mother.

There was something in her that attracted him towards her, surely it was not just one thing, but he wasn't sure if Khushi has the same feelings for him.

He could read people mind, but her mind was hard to. Because she had lot more different things going in her mind at a time, that could be easily interfere in understanding how she feels for him.

But like sexy would say, "You are budhu!" in a mocking way.

"If she doesn't love you why she would let you to kiss her, cuddle in your arms, why would she get startled when you aren't around her!? Why would she impatiently wait for you when you will come from work!? Can't you just see on her face!? Remember when your hand got hurt, how worried she was!? Why would she care about your little things, let it be your socks, or do you have your wallet, your car keys always in your hand before you forget them at home. Why would every day she would stop by your office during the lunch hour to check if you ate or not, not to forget your breakfast...She gets up early even before you and prepare healthy breakfast for you...And dinner has something very special made almost every day, that also your favourite...She is aware of every little thing of you, what irritates you, what you are fond of, your likes, dislikes, name it what she doesn't," his subconscious mind spoke.

"And please don't tell me, it's just a favour after what you did for her or that you are just filling the void in her life, because that's not even a good reason when you were a part of her life already."

"Then why she isn't telling she loves me!?" Somewhere sat a question in his mind.

"Of course, you are a guy and you should proceed first, crazy!" even his mind has screamed back.

"What if she doesn't and if I will propose her, she will only hate me and distanced away from me."

"You are really foolish! If she had too she has left the day her mom died!" his soul taunted. "Be a man! A man is never scared of anything!"

"But I am, because I just don't want to hurt her!" a tear formed at the corner of his eyes. "I don't want to hurt!"

I know you more than you know yourself I know off you, and I should encourage you go and propose her...I tell you she will the most happiest person!"

"Happiest I don't know, if she really wants to live with me...And I hope she just doesn't kick my a*s!" he said.

"Don't worry she could murder you I am sure..."

"What the!?" he growled and Khushi beside him shuddered in fear.

Arnav quickly patted her shoulder and head and eased her back to peaceful slumber.

"Don't scream Mr. Raizada!" his mind said. "Listen to me first than growl...What I meant was if you didn't propose her and just let her go she will surely kiss your a** that is too eager to get a kick not to forget she will murder you!"

"Okay, I think I should go to sleep!" he said yawning.

"Yes, yes, of course! If you can take an eye off the angel in front of your eyes than you should really go to sleep!" his mind said.

Arnav blushed and smiled. He indeed was in love with her and heneeded her in his life, because already he had taken all her worries and even if she would say yes or no, he will make sure he always take care of her.

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PART V (GOING AWAY)

After gathering the courage nearly after 7 days Arnav finally decided to tell Khushi that he loves her.

He took her to the beach, after a little dinner.

"Khushi I want to say something!" he said.

"Even I have too!" she said. Looked like she herself was having hard time to speak her mind.

"No, me first, because with the great difficulty I have gathered courage to..."

"Arnav mine is little important..." she said.

"Is everything okay!? You feeling fine!? We can go home and talk!" he said concerned.

She nodded.

When they entered the home Arnav's heart picked up the race.

"What you have to say Khushi!?" he asked his heart was drowning.

"Arnav I think it's a high time we should go in our directions. I know it's a quick decision. But I think we should..." she couldn't complete her sentence.

"I have signed the divorce papers! In just few days you will be free!"

Arnav stood like pillar, his body felt a hard blow that he couldn't revive himself from, may be never ever. A blow that damaged his heart, broke his heart into pieces, even if he tried to gather them together he want be able to.

"Arnav I will go back to India! I don't think I should really live here anymore!"

After Arnav had convinced his heart that Khushi wanted to live with him, he let all the fears flew away. But he didn't know they would come back in this way...

He didn't know that Khushi never ever had a feeling for him.

Today, even his subconscious mind wasn't saying anything.

"Sign the divorce papers!" she said as she didn't care at all.
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PART W (Last Kiss!?)

Another month flew by, there were no major changes in Arnav Khushi's life after the storm that had swept all the happiness away from Arnav's life and only left back was sadness.

Divorce papers were signed and already filled. Arnav had no option left other than signing them. And after another 6 months passed and it was a time for Khushi's to leave.

This time Arnav didn't have ask if he can kiss her for last time because Khushi had already rose on her feet to meet his height and captured his lips.

Arnav closed his eyes in pain and tear slipped his eyes. His tears mingling with hers.

This time it was a passionate one. It was clear that they both weren't ready to separate from each other.

Separating both of them was like ripping off the hearts from their bodies and later they were nothing, but lifeless.

"Bye Arnav!" she said. Arnav felt the pain in her words, but he was just letting her go. Because if she is meant for him, she will be back to him.

If not they were just not meant to be together.

Khushi had her back against him, she didn't even look at him, even though Arnav silently prayed that she turn around, but she had continued to walk away, until she had disappeared in the distance.

***
He waited until he could hear the announcement of Khushi's flight taken off.

However, in reality he was just waiting for her and, but she hadn't returned and she was gone for...

Forever!

Leaving his heart lifeless.

Bonded just for a favour?! Chapter 3

Part M (The reality)

Arnav waited for Khushi for more than an hour outside; but eventually he had got an idea that she needed some time. He feared what if she took any wrong step!? But why he thought she would do that!? If she would do it that would be wrong. He had to make a way for some clarification but how he would!? If Khushi wasn't listening to him and jump into conclusion. 

The way she had reacted was completely normal for any girl with self respect to react, but without understanding both sides perspective!? Wasn't fair!

He banged on the door for the one last time, but he could only hear her sobs. He was extremely anguish and that he took out in anger. Although, getting angry wasn't in his nature.

"Okay, fine don't open the door!" he snapped and angrily left from there. 

He went to the kitchen to pick his Samsung galaxy which screen was completely smashed and of no use.

He carefully picked his phone, despite of that, the sharp mirror cut through his skin. Just like he was careful in his friendship, but one misunderstanding had drifted the two friends apart. 

He collected rest of the broken pieces of his phone and threw it in the electronic recycling bin.

He stilled when he heard Khushi's footstep as she came rushing coming out of her towards the washroom.

He scampered after her and saw her puking. He knew it was nothing, but just the effect of the hangover.

He went to the kitchen and made lemonade for her. 

By the time he returned she was still puking. He waited patiently for her until, she was done throwing. 

Khushi rinsed her mouth and held her spinning head.
"Khushi have this, you will feel better meanwhile, I make coffee!" he said as he lifted his hand to rub her back to comfort her and gave her the glass of lemonade.

"Don't touch me and stay away from me. I don't want to see your face!" she snapped and furiously tossed the glass on the floor.

"Fine, do whatever you feel like..." he yelled. "If you change your mind please drink lemonade, there is more in the kitchen!" he instructed and angrily left from there.

He himself was so furious that he didn't care giving her explanations. He got ready to leave for his work, didn't care to eat and left.

***At the hospital***
"Khushi, where is handsome!?" 

"Ma, I don't know where he is, just call and ask!" Khushi snapped.

Khushi's mom was shocked to hear her angry remark. Never ever before, Khushi had talked to her in this manner. And especially, she was saying this about Arnav was something unbelievable.

"Khushi, what happen!? Did you guys fight!?"

Khushi pretended she wasn't listening and flipped the papers of the magazine furiously.

"Slow down that's my favourite, magazine. You will rip it!" her mom joked, to lighten her mood, but Khushi hadn't said a word or reacted in anyway.

"Khushi by the way what had happened to you last night!?" Khushi's mom said.

Khushi immediately looked at her. "What happened!?" she asked nervously as she stopped flipping the papers of the magazine right away.

"What had happened to me!?" she asked again if her mom knew anything.

"Did you get wet in the rain and fainted!? Handsome had called me! Hey, Devi Maiyan, he is so adorable. Khushi if you will know about what he did last night, you will love him more than you already do!"

Everything had gone top of Khushi's head, having no single ounce of idea what she was saying.

"What are you saying!?" she asked.

"He took Jennifer from here to change your wet clothes!"

Khushi was shock struck. "What do you mean ma!??" she asked to clarify what she just told her.

"Yes, he said you were unconscious and wet. That stupid called me and asked to come to your apartment and change your clothes...but then doctors didn't allow me to go with him, so instead he took her!"

"Ma you are not kidding!" she said faintly already pang of guilt started making her crazy.

"Why would I!? He was so worried about you. I asked him that you are his wife he could himself change your clothes! But he was like "he can't do anything such without your permission!" 

"How adorable!? But he was really sad he told me that he wanted to make night special by taking you to the dinner, but his friends just ruined it!" she went on.

"Let me tell you. I was so jealous, but not anymore and then in the morning he calls and says!"

The real conversation...
"Oh yeah, I just wanted to make a night very special you know!"

"I am really jealous! You have to arrange a candle light dinner for us. Only me and you alone!" Khushi's mom joked. "But don't you think my daughter will mind it if you will take her young, sexy mom along with you!"

Arnav had laughed.

"Oh common you are my girlfriend and she is my wife!" he said jokingly. [/I]

Now, Khushi understood what she heard and what he really meant!

"What the heck I did!?" she thought to herself as she covered her face with her hands.

***At Arnav's workplace***
"Hi, Arnav!" Genelia Arnav's collegue said. "Should I cancel the council meetings for today then!?"

"No, not at all. I want a busy day today, book the highest number of appointments and call at the Churchill hospital tell them instead of tomorrow, I am ready to fix the meetings today!"

"But Arnav, meetings are quite long and we have to make sure that everyone can come!"

"Do as I have said, please!" he said gently even though there was a havoc inside him.

"I am sorry, I surely call them and ask them if they could and before lunch I will inform you!" Genelia answered politely. But she knew something was really wrong with him. Otherwise, she had never seen him like this disturbed ever before!

***At the Hospital***

Khushi felt an extreme pang of guilt. 

"Khushi, don't crush him under your anger alright!? He is my innocent handsome and oops I told you about the candle light dinner. Seriously, he will be so mad at me! But anyways you aren't jealous, right!?" Khushi's mom joked, but Khushi was completely shattered to answer. As she felt an enraging anger towards herself. 

She clenched the leather of the sofa in which she was sitting. 

"Jennifer changed my clothes!?" she asked staring at the floor.

"Of course, that buddhu (foolish) took her from the hospital...I have already told you so many times, I don't know when I talk to you, where your mind goes to travel!" she complained. 

"But the only thing I know is that I have gotten the best son-in-law in this world! That is loyal..."

"Khushi do me a favour get me a nice red colour dress for me today, I am going for a candle light dinner with handsome!" she added as she was really excited.

Khushi didn't say anything and ran from there. 

"Khushi, where are you going!?"

"Oh Khushi!" she shouted, but she long was gone. "Now what has happened to this girl!?"

***
"What did I do!?" Khushi muttered as she pulled her car out of the parking lot. 

She tried calling Arnav in between but he wasn't picking it up. Of course, he was mad. Without thinking she had said whatever came into her mind and not even that she had even slapped him. 

She felt like crying at the same she cursed herself. Now how would she apologize!?

***
Arnav sat in his cabin during his lunch break, genelia came to call him for the lunch, but he had refused.

***Flashback***
Their eyes met as they both laid on the bed, Arnav on top of Khushi. Khushi had opened her mouth to say something, but she stayed quite and leaned towards him to kiss.

Both of their bodies were set on fire, despite of the wetness of their clothes. As Arnav glared into her demanding eyes, he couldn't help, but gave in. 

And kissed her back the way she guided him. 

But all of sudden his eyes flew open. "No, this is not right!?" he immediately sat up.

Khushi let out a frustrated sigh at the lost of his touch, but giggled and shortly dozed off.

"Shoot, shoot, short. What the f**k, I think I was doing!?" he yelled at himself. 

He got up the bed to rush from there, but he couldn't leave Khushi in this condition. She was drenched and shivering.

He sat back to remove her wet clothes, but he stopped. 

"Shoot, shoot, shoot Arnav you can't do that!" he shouted. "So what shall I do!?" he asked thinking of no other option.

"Yes, I call sexy," he said as he took his phone from his pocket. 

"But she must be sleeping and the doctors will not allow her to leave, but it's only 9:30 I myself go and get her. She will be here in ten minutes and I will drop her back quickly," he decided as he wrapped blanket around Khushi and rushed to the hospital.

***At the hospital***
"I know doctor, I will get her back in 30 minutes!" Arnav told the senior Doctor.

"Arnav you are crazy!" Doctor said.

"I don't know about that, but I will definitely bring sexy within 30 minutes. I promise. Look it's an emergency!"

"What kind off emergency!?"

"Please I can't tell you!"

"Arnav I am sure you know very well that it's against the law of the hospital!"

"Please doctor for 30 minutes!"

"Okay, go and take her! But you could take the nurse too!" Doctor suggested.

"Oh gosh, that didn't come into my mind, shall I take her!?"

"Go ahead, but for only half an hour!"

"Yes, I promise she will be here within 30 minutes, my home is only 10 minutes away from here!"

"Okay, bye see you in the morning!"

"Thank you doctor!" 

Later when nurse had changed Khushi's clothes she returned back to the hospital. She was in a hurry too so she had just threw her clothes on the floor.

And later that night Arnav made sure she didn't have fever, and took a sigh of relief she was just cold, but her body temperature was normal. 

But he was sure in the morning she would suffer from a bad hang over. By the way, he had no idea why did Khushi consumed alcohol!? When he couldn't come up with a valid reason he just sat in the seat and stayed up whole night if in case she did need anything. 

***End of flashback***

He sat sadly. The morning encounter had left him completely shattered. She pointed her finger at his character, without really thinking. He was assured that Khushi never ever believed him.

He thought she was his best friend and believe him, but he was proved otherwise.

***
When Arnav didn't pick his cell, Khushi tried at his work number.

"Hello, Dr. Raizada's clinic!" the receptionist said. 

"Hi, this is Khushi. May I talk to Dr. Raizada please, if possible!"

"Yes, sure please hold the line for a second please," receptionist replied and put the phone on hold. 

She knocked on the Arnav's cabin door.

"Come in!" he said his voice tired.

"Dr. Raizada there is a phone for you!"

"Who is it!?"

"I guess, Khushi!"

"Tell her I am busy!" Arnav said coldly. 

"Okay sure sir!" she said and gently closed the door on her way back.

"Hi, Khushi!"

"Hi," Khushi said. 

"Hi, he is little busy at the moment," receptionist replied. "Any message you might want to leave for him!?"

"It's alright. I shall try some other time!" Khushi replied politely. But she understood he had denied to talk to her.

PART M ("I would prefer it to be just a drama!")

At 8:00 o' clock, Khushi got free from her work. Even though she wasn't feeling well. But anyhow, the day had passed, however, now she was worried how would she face Arnav!? He might have come home, she thought. 

On her way home, she bought the flowers and a sorry card! Today, she had acted outrageously and she was extremely sorry about that.

Her actions reflected what she heard during the phone conversation and what she saw in the morning. 

But now when she had heard the other perspective of the situation and she understood that she was so wrong.

She wished she had just kept quite at that moment and hadn't reacted in a way she did. But it wasn't possible at that moment to think straight!

However, that have no right to her to just blurt out anything, without realizing who the person in front of her was. She had given him the punishment of something that he hadn't ever done. She had excused that she should have known that person like Arnav couldn't do. 

She knew she had went wrong, first of all, she was jealous and was overly drunk, she thought. And then she blamed him that he used her when she herself wasn't in her senses.

She herself was the one who had kissed him for the second time.
She hadn't control over her own feelings, but blamed him. 

The harm was done and then she had to apologize, but she didn't know if Arnav would really forgive her. He must be really angry one thing was sure.

He was trying to help her in every possible way, but she didn't believe him. He had let her stay at his home. She had forgotten Arnav was the only person who was with her when she needed him the most, not only that he had married her for the sake of her mother.

But the truth was, she had doubted his intentions. 
***

When Khushi got home, she didn't find Arnav. Later when she called her ma, she told him he was with her an hour ago, but now he had left for home...

She had tried his number, it kept on ringing but he didn't bother picking it up.

One thing she knew Arnav would never keep his phone switched off. "And by the way why do you expect him to answer your calls, to hear more of your taunts!?" she said to herself. 

She sat in the living room and switched on the T.V. there was nothing that captured much of her attention. There were few Hindi movies on the Indian channels and then the English movies and the locale news, but she wasn't interested in any of it, her attention was at the door, so that Arnav comes and she apologizes him.

She had long written the text message, asking him, "where he was!? Why he is late!?" but she couldn't press the send button. 

She got up and paced down the hall back and forth.

Every minute was passing by great difficulty. 

And then she didn't know when it was already 12:00 AM and Arnav wasn't at home yet.

She again called him but this time it was switched off.

"Devi Maiyan what should I do now!? I don't know where is he!? And I don't even know his friends number that I could really call."

When it was 1:00 AM she herself decided to go and search for him. She picked her car keys from he kitchen counter and had just had stepped out of the apartment when she bumped into him. 

She felt a sudden rush of relief seeping down her mind.

"Arnav where were you!? You know how worried I was!?" she yelled loosing her coolness. 

"I have been waiting for you since 8:30 PM. Ma told me you were with her, but then where did you go later!?" 

"Now come inside!" she said as she opened the door for him.

By now he was well aware that she knew the truth, but she didn't wait for her to say anything and marched into the house.

Khushi quickly closed the door and called him, "Arnav, I am sorry!" 

She was trying her best to digest her tears that threatened to steam down her eyes any moment.

Arnav immediately stopped, but didn't turn around to face her.

"I am sorry, I blamed you for something that you didn't do!"

"What did you say!?" he asked in astonishment.

"I am sorry, for my violent behaviour earlier in the morning!" she repeated in guilt.

"I know, I shouldn't have behaved the way I did!"

"I am sorry, I blamed you!"

"Oh, thank god Khushi you believe me!" he said as he didn't mind at all.

"Arnav have you forgiven me!?" Khushi asked as a smile made a way on her face.

"Of course, Khushi, I am glad you believe me I am glad. You know whole day, I was so worried. I didn't know how would I make you believe that what you thought of me is not who I am! I am not a cheap man who would at least not use his friend!"

"However, I am happy that you blamed me, because whatever you said in anger was straight coming from your heart. You slapped me, I am really grateful for that too. Thank you!" There was a sense of sarcasm in his tone now.

"I indeed needed that slap, because after my parents I was proved that what you really think of me!"

"Thank you!"

"Thank you for making me aware that how much you really believe me, next time I would really take precautions and stay away from you!"

"Thank you for making me aware that I could be thought of as a nasty man who would use his friend in her drunk state!"

"Thank you Khushi!"

"And last but not least thank you for waiting for me, please go inside and sleep...I am home, don't worry. But do me a favour do not wait for me in the future."

Khushi was completely embarrassed. 
"Good night, I am really sleepy! By the way sexy was getting worried about you, after you left in the afternoon all of sudden, call her in the morning!" he said. 

"Arnav won't you eat something!?" she asked as she knew, he wouldn't have eaten anything.

He forced a sad smile, but it quickly disappeared. 

"I said don't worry about anything. If you haven't eaten anything please eat. From now onwards, I would prefer we both say away from each other..." he said bluntly. 

"And also let it be just a drama in front of sexy."
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PART N (Shattered believes)

Today, Arnav had to go early to his work. Khushi got up early too so that she could prepare his breakfast and lunch.

She came out of her room and at the same time Arnav came out of his room, lost in his thoughts and they both knocked into each other. Khushi let out a short scream as she lost her balance, and was about to fell when Arnav immediately held her strongly by her waist.

Khushi felt a tug of concern when she looked into Arnav's eyes. He looked really tired as he hadn't slept whole night.

"I am sorry," she said faintly as he made her stood properly on her feet.

As expected, Arnav hadn't said a word and went to the kitchen to make himself a cup of coffee.

And meanwhile, he sat in the chair. He pressed his aching forehead with his fingers.

Khushi looked at him, she was now sure that Arnav didn't sleep last night. Due to lack of sleep he gets extreme headache.

"Arnav should I massage your head!?" she said.

"No, I am fine!" Arnav flatly said.

"Okay, I get coffee for you!" she said reacting normally as nothing had happened between them.

Arnav didn't say anything.

"You want black coffee!?" she asked.

"I have already put it on the stove and please I will make it on my own!" he said as politely as he could.

"Arnav you don't look fine. Didn't you sleep last night!?" she ignored his anger. "Is it important for you to go to work!?"

"I am alright! If you didn't go from here than it can be worst!" he said bluntly. His words knifed Khushi's heart. But why did it hurt anyway!?

It shouldn't have because she had blamed him for the worst crime, and in front of that his remark was nothing. If he didn't want to see her face it wasn't his mistake, but her own, she thought. But she couldn't leave him in this condition either.

"Arnav I know, you should be mad at me, at least let me help you for the sake of friendship!"

He immediately got up as he looked at her in disbelief.

"Do you even know the meaning of friendship, Khushi!?" he asked. His eyes red, Khushi couldn't tell if it was due to his anger or it was his tiredness.

Then she saw sudden change in him, his expressions were slowly softening. "Look, Khushi, I am fine. Please leave me alone. I don't want your favour, not only yours but anyone's," he told her.

"As we decided, we better maintain our spaces. And by the way once your trust breaks it's hard to get it back," he added.

Khushi was sorry that she had forced him to show his this side of his too.

"And I seriously don't want to say anything that would hurt you."

Khushi came forward to talk to him, but he lifted his hand up in the air that gestured her to stop right there, where she was.

"There is no point in explaining or saying anything right now, the right time has long gone!"

He said as he walked past her, to retrieve his coffee. He felt extreme anger as he realized how rude he is being to her. But why he couldn't contain his anger or just shove it away!? Did it hurt because he never expected it from her!?

Lost in his thoughts, as he absently poured the content of the pan into his coffee mug, accidentally it fell on his hand.

He shrieked in pain, the pan fell from his hand, hot coffee burnt his skin, Khushi immediately turned in dread.

"Arnav what happen!?" she asked and saw the coffee spilled on his hand. His skin red.

Khushi immediately made him walk to the sink, even though he resisted first, but she forcefully made him put his hand under the cold running water.

"Arnav aap bhi na, dhayan nahin rakhte hain apna!" (You don't take care of yourself.) "I told you that you aren't well. I do it!" she said hurriedly and her voice trembled to see his burnt hand.

"Please keep your hand under the water for a while, I fetch ice from the freezer!" she instructed and quickly paced to the freezer to get the ice pad.

Arnav looked at her as she was literally concerned for him. "I don't know where your mind wanders!" she complained.

She turned off the tap and applied the ice pad on his hand.

He winced in pain. Khushi quivered at his pain. "Is it hurting!?" she asked and looked at him, straight in his eyes. Arnav could see pain in her eyes as it was her own hand burnt.

"I told you to sit down, but you just needed a reason to show this male ego of yours! Now please come I get pain reliever for you!"

Arnav pulled his hand away from her, "For you, I can't kill my ego, Khushi!" he said icily.

The ice pad fell on the kitchen floor and it cracked. "Just like this pad of ice my belief that you believe me with everything, even with your life has shattered! And I am sorry that I wasn't that faithful in your eyes!"

He said and hurt danced in his eyes, that implied that he was hurt beyond she could think of.

"Blaming me of "using," he emphasized. "No, not blaming, but thinking that I used you in your drunk state, is even worst than saying that I have killed someone Khushi."

"I would prefer death, if I have ever looked at you in that way," he could see tears in her eyes. It hurt him.

As she looked down at him with teary eyes, he immediately shut up.

He took the Kleenex box from the dinning table and give it to her.

PART O (Who is she to you!?")

***At night***
Arnav was going to leave to his room, when the door bell rang. He looked at Khushi, who had already made her way to open the door and he resumed his walk to his room, but stopped when he heard Lavanya's voice.

He quickly rushed to the living room.

"Hey!" she said as she walked into the house expecting Arnav, but found Khushi.

"Hi!" Khushi replied.

"Hey, Arnie!" La said as she walk passed Khushi and went to Arnav.

"I will be back!" Khushi said and left from there.

"Arnav, off lately I am seeing Khushi more with you! What she is doing with you!?" Khushi heard Lavanya asking Arnav.

Her heart fluttered. She looked at Arnav who was shocked, but more conserved. However, from his silence to la's question it was clear that he wasn't ready to give her the answer.

"Arnav I am asking you!" Lavanya said upon getting no answer from him.

"She," Arnav started to speak, but Khushi interrupted.

"Actually, I am his friend's wife," Khushi said, as she came back to the living room, that surprised Arnav and he looked at her as he wasn't expecting her to say that.

"So!?" La said.

"Actually my husband has gone to India for a while, since, I was new to the U.S. I didn't have anyone to live with, so Arnav suggested that I can live with him!" Khushi said as she quickly formed a story in her mind. And to some extent her answer convinced La, if not completely.

"Oh that's so sweet of Arnav!" she said as she pulled his cheek. "But you never told me, Arnav!"

"But I am glad we are meeting again Khushi, you see Arnav has such a big heart, after all, he is my friend. I am proud of that!" she said as she side hugged him.

Khushi smiled a sad smile.

"How did you come here, La, I mean all of sudden without informing!?" Arnav said after offering her seat in the sofa.

"Yes, thought of giving you a surprise!" she said and kept her hand in his lap.

Khushi noted each and every gesture of her, her close proximity to him.

"And by the way where did you disappear too, at the restaurant, after saying that you will be back!?"

Arnav and Khushi both shot a look at each other.

"There was an emergency!" he answered weakly.

"Oh alright! Arnav, I have a small friends party I really wish you would be able to make it!"

Arnav looked at her, but didn't say anything for a while as he was thinking of saying yes or NK to her. Khushi knew he was too sad from inside that he would say no, to her. But his answer totally surprised her.

"Yes," he answered. "For the first time I think I really need a break!" he added, looking at Khushi.

A pang of pain and hurt hit Khushi's chest as she looked at Arnav who was also looking back at her.

"Awesome! So see you tomorrow at the party!"

Lavanya left and she didn't even bother herself asking Khushi to come along. But Khushi was glad. Because she knew if she would have invited to the party, Arnav might have refused and he was the one who said he needed a break. From her!?

"Good night!" she muttered to him and almost rushed to the room.

She shut the door behind and tears came gushing down her eyes.

Arnav could here faint murmurs of her sobs that knifed his heart. His own eyes were watery.

PART P (Not a positive feeling!)

"Arnav so tell me where did you go after we chose not to get engaged!?" Lavanya asked.

Arnav seemed not to paying attention for a while, but when la kept her hand on his hand he shot a glance at her.

"As always, busy with work!" he mentioned.

"Arnav I must say you are not the same as I remembered you from childhood!"

"People change!" he said sadly, "with circumstances."

"Hmm, that's true!" Lavanya agreed.

"So, tell me what's the plan for the long weekend!? Do you want to go to the Las Angeles!?"

"For now I can't say anything!" he answered back.

He had agreed to come to the party with the hope that he could divert his mind for a little while, but only realized that he had done wrong with Khushi. He shouldn't have said whatever came into his mind to her. What he was doing afterall!? He was hurting her in return too.

Whole night he could hear her sobs...

"La, I think I should really leave!"

"Common, Arnav party has just begun!" she said.

"I would have loved too, but right now I am not in a mood!"

"Shall I call Khushi here too!?" she said the very statement caused Arnav to look at her in shock.

But he almost quickly lifted his eyebrows as he tried to look confused. "What do you mean!?"

"Nothing," she said as she shrugged her shoulder and shook her head. "She is your friend's wife and as far as she is with you, she must be your responsibility!"

"No, there is no need of that. She isn't a child that can't take care of herself," he said maintaining the serenity in his voice.

"I am just kidding!" La said completely changing the topic. "I just wanted to see if you aren't really in love with your friend's wife, who ever that friend is of your's!" she said. "That I don't know off!"

"Don't get me started on that!" he said with a note of slight irritation in his voice.

"I was just kidding. If you aren't really thinking of her than stay with us!" she said waited for his answer that would answer all her questions.

"I really don't have to prove myself!" he told her and she was convinced that there wasn't really anything between them.

But he was Arnav, who would read your thoughts even before they could come into your mind. A physicist, but psychologist by nature.

She gave him an expression that she was convinced by his answer.

"Well you could spend some time with me, only for 30 minutes," she said. "I missed you a lot over this 6 months!"

Reluctantly, Arnav perched back on his seat. But he wasn't having a positive feeling. He was continuously thinking of Khushi.

PART Q (Dead)

Just after an hour, Arnav excused himself. Lavanya made no effort to stop him this time. He checked his phone and there were 10 missed calls from Khushi.

He cursed under his breath, Lavanya had switched his phone and took from him. He couldn't fight back.

He instantly dialled her number back and was concerned and thoughts coming in his mind weren't positive. He didn't know why Khushi had called him, also 10 times, it must be serious, not just she simply wanted to talk to him about the misunderstanding.

He waited for her to pick the phone, but she wasn't answering.

He got into his car and drove straight to the home. It was an hour drive, he swore, as he was literally frustrated.

He parked his car in front of the no parking sign, at the moment he didn't care. He climbed up the staircases that seemed to be a good idea for him, than elevator.

He put his house key into the lock and clicked open the door.

"Khushi," he shouted. But there was no sign of her. He was afraid if she had left the house.

"No, she can't!" he thought. He went to her room and checked it, she wasn't there either. He checked the washrooms, before knocking on the door, but they only opened at his simple knock.

Meanwhile, he tried her number and it was not reachable.

He had called Khushi's mom phone, even she wasn't picking up the phone. It was the first time Khushi's mom wasn't picking up the phone.

In quick, 10 minutes, Arnav reached the hospital, and there was Khushi.

Sitting on the chair, her head laid back against the wall, she sat almost lifeless.

Tears dried on her face.

"Khushi!" he muttered, his heart swollen in pain. With every beat of his heart he prayed everything was fine.

Lump of worries formed in his throat. Khushi sat up in the seat, looked at him in one glance. Now Arnav could see her face was completely drenched in tears.

Her pain grew even more as she looked at him through the blurred layer of tears in her eyes, but she made no effort to openly mourn.

Her face was pale, eyes red due to the continuous hour of crying.

Arnav slowly walked to her whereas Khushi showed no movement. She seemed lifeless.

"Khushi is sexy fine!?" he asked. His heart sinking.

Still Khushi didn't say anything, her back hit the chair back, as she decided to sunk back in the chair and Arnav immediately put his hand as a cushion before she had hit the back of her head into the wall.

"Khushi why aren't you saying anything!?" he asked loosing his cool.
Her silence was killing him.

"I asked is sexy fine!?"

Khushi managed to nod her head.

"She is fine and she is just sleeping!" she managed to form her mouth.

Arnav immediately went to Khushi's mom ward, she wasn't there.

"Jennifer where is sexy!?" he asked, his heart palpitating in worry.

"I am so sorry Dr. Raizada to say, but your mother-in-law is no more!" she mumbled sadly.

"No," Arnav said as he backed up, his hand raked in his hair.

Every thing froze as world didn't exist at all. He wasn't able to believe nurse words.

"No, it must be a misunderstanding!" he said. "She can't leave us!"

He ran to the I.C.U. Where doctors were taking off the wires, oxygen mask, that attached to Khushi's mom's body and mouth. The heart monitoring machine showing one straight line.

"You are my son!" she had said the day, he organized a candle night dinner for her. "Not my son-in-law! You are the best son in the whole world!"

Words said by her formed in his mind.

"I will wish in the next birth you born to me," she had said. "I love you my son!"

Arnav couldn't able to stop himself from mumbling, "I love you, ma!"

Khushi's mom had no end to her happiness. "Can you say that once again, what you just said!?" she almost pleaded.

"I love you ma!" he said again. His words warmth her heart. She had immediately outstretched her arms and Arnav scraped his chair back and fell on his knees and hugged her heartily.
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Today, Khushi had lost her mother, but looked like Arnav had lost the very part of his heart.

"Dr. Raizada!" Arnav's senior doctor called him as he came out of the I.C.U.

"I am sorry, we couldn't able to save Mrs. Uma Gupta," he muttered apologetically.

Arnav couldn't say a word as he was already devastated at the loss.

"We have to store her body!" he told him.

"Until you are ready with the funeral activities!"

Tears had automatically, made their way down his eyes.

Doctor kept his hand warmly on his shoulder, softly squeezed it and left.

Khushi heard the doctor saying and came rushing.

"No, you are are not taking her anywhere!" she shouted.

"Khushi, calm down!" he said as he got hold of her.

"Calm down, are you asking me to calm...They can't take my ma away!"

"Khushi she is no more!" he said bursting into tears, but still holding himself strong.

She slapped him. "Are you saying that!? Shame on you. You believed that she is your mother and you are the one who want her dead. Can't you just see she is sleeping!?"

"Khushi please gather yourself!"

"Shut-up Arnav you aren't in your senses. Why did you disturb her!? I was sitting there waiting for her too open her eyes and you disturbed her. You made her angry, that's why she isn't talking to you. You know that ma doesn't like when someone disturb her sleep!" Khushi muttered.

"Khushi look everything will be fine!" to his surprise he could mutter.

However, it had no effect on Khushi. She was struggling in his arms.
He held her by her shoulder tightly.

"She has left us," he said keeping a stone on his heart.

The pain in his words were brutal enough to rip her soul apart.

"You have gone crazy, Arnav!" she shrieked.

"I go ask her to open her eyes, for me she will open her eyes! You know that she has a habit of joking and that is what is what doing now! No, she won't listen me either, she loves you Arnav please I beg you, go to her and ask her to open her eyes, she will listen you," she pleaded.

"Khushi!" he shouted and grabbed her. "She is no more. She has left us," the words were harsh, but they were true and necessary to blurt out.

"She has slept forever!" he worded faintly.

Khushi looked at him in shock, she had stopped struggling. Her eyes wide opened.

"She will never be back!" he stated. "Never!"

Khushi pushed his arms to get free from his hold. She was numb. She turned to look at her mom, that laid dead.

"You are lying!" she said in an inaudible voice. "She can't leave me!" she was shaking her head violently. "She can't leave me."

"Khushi she can't, she will always be in our hearts!" Arnav said.

Blood had stopped reaching Khushi's brain, deprived of oxygen at the same time.

As the reality of her mom deaths, settled in her mind, and no other thoughts existed, she was frozen.

As the surroundings got blurred, her body slowly turned into a jelly, no energy left in her, her head collapsed on Arnav's shoulders.
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