“Im as much as determined you
are. You were determined to destroy your chacha likewise Im determined to destroy
you.”
Arnav flinched at his venomous
word. He is seeing himself in his eyes. The fierce, the anger everything
resembles same. After all he has the same blood as of him.
“Abhishek, this is the last
time I’m asking you. Where is my Jijaji?”
“Arnav… Even if you ask
thousand times, you can’t get to know the place. You know what?. You jijaji is
so much human which is not me. And Not to forget your darling sister. I don’t know
how she spent these many year with her husband. Such a fool she is. She can’t
even identify her husband. I was literally dropping her hints that her husband
is cheating her, but the love she has for husband is really great, that she
chose to ignore it and worshipped him. She went to the extent of pretending
herself to be a pregnant to keep her marital relationship safe. But one thing I
appreciate Arnav, that you sister is so much true to the word called love which
you are not. You didn’t trust your love right? You are like your father. Your
father cheated your mum and my mother. The same way you destroyed Khushiji’s
life. I don’t know how the hell she fall in love with her. She was hell bent on insulting me. All I
could able to see in her eyes for me, were disgust. But for you, all I saw was enormous
love. Now, she paid. She paid for loving you. You yourself destroyed her love.
I’m happy.. Happy enough to rest in peace Arnav. Both the siblings lost your
love.” Abhishek said laughing like a maniac.
Arnav’s face turned into pale.
Everything he said was true. He destroyed his love. He destroyed a soul. He
destroyed the trust she had on him. He destroyed everything that the girl holds
dear to herself. At last, he destroyed himself.
He looked at the person who is
laughing like hell. True, he had won. He
was still thinking about the happenings when he saw Aman nearing him.
“ASR, You jijaji is safe”
Arnav smirked hearing his ever
smart right hand man Aman. He looked at the shocked face of Abhishek.
“What? Didn’t I tell you, you
were messing with wrong person. Didn’t I warn you beforehand. Wondering how we
found. Guess what? Your pen drive. Every minute details of fraudulent you had
stored safely was in my hand. Your illegal business, your contacts, your plan
every damn details was inside that. It was not that easy to retrieve the data
with all the protection you had. But I’m not Arnav Singh Raizada after all
right.”
Abhishek fumed at his proud
face. In a minute he was surrounded by cops. He looked at Arnav with
bitterness. He can’t see his peaceful life. He will come back one day to
destroy him, if not now.
After all the commotions, Arnav
entered RM with his jijaji. Entire family’s attention got diverted to them.
Anjali ran towards them seeing their state. She launched herself in her husband’s
arm..
“Shyamji.. What happened?.
Where were you both? Chottey what happened to him? This blood…” Anjali went hysterical
seeing her husband in such a terrible state, with bandage around his arms, bruises
on his face.
“Anjali relax… I’m perfectly
alright” Shyam said looking at her who was caressing his face with so much
love. He felt home.
Anjali’s eyes widened at her name from her husband’s mouth. She always felt
weird whenever he called her as Rani Shaba that too especially for the past 6
months.
“Shyamji”
“Shhhhh.. Relax.. Come” saying
he gathered her hin his arms and took her to living room where everyone were
gathered.
They were surrounded by all the
family members. But Arnav’s eyes were searching for one person he longed to
see.. Everyone were bombarding with questions, but he was not answerable to
anyone but except her. Understanding his condition, Shyam hushed everyone.
“Arnav.. go to your room. You
need rest”
He looked at his jijaji’s face, thanked him mentally, he rushed towards his
room.
He stood before his room
thinking whether to go inside or not. His heart was battling inside. He slowly
opened the door and entered inside to find the empty space. He was panicked
seeing the empty room, rushed towards poolside to find it empty as well…
“Khushiiiiiii…. KHushiiii…” He
checked his bathroom, curtains, cupboard every other corner of his room only to
miss the glimpse of her.
He stopped his breathing for a
moment. He was afraid, Afraid of her, Afraid to lose. He rushed downstairs…
“DI… Where is Khushi?” Arnav
asked his sister…
“Chottey.. she was inside your
room only. She didn’t come out of her room after you left.” Replied Anjali..
Arnav looked at everyone for
answers, but he got the same..
“Arnav Bhaiya.. Bhabhi is on
the terrace” he heard a voice of HP which was full of fear.
He turned and ran towards the
terrace, not caring about anyone.. Seeing her safe and fine is his only
intention. He opened the terrace door startling the person who was sitting
there. His blood rushed down the spine, relief passed him seeing her perfectly
alright. He closed his eyes for a minute to calm and opened it only to find his
wife, his Khushi with her face full of tears and questions. He took a step back
seeing her vision. Her gaze pierced his soul.
Khushi looked at his
disoriented form. She had never seen this Arnav except once when he shouted at
her in the middle of the road when she had gone to get the ghee. His disheveled
state explains her that something is wrong. His eyes explained her, that he
needed her. She took a step before him, but she was shocked seeing him taking a
step back. This was the first time, he was seeing Arnav backing off. This was
not the same Arnav who she loved..
“Arnavji” Khushi whispered
looking at him.
Arnav lowered his head looking
down at the floor. He couldn’t look at her face for what he had done to her. He
broke her trust.
Meanwhile Shyam was explaining
everything happened with the help of aman. Everyone were ashamed of punishing a
poor soul for the deeds done by others. Anjali was crying in her husband’s arm.
They all got up to go to Arnav’s room. But Shyam dismissed the thought saying
they both need time to resolve their issues.
In terrace, Khushi was starring
at her husband’s form. He looks like an failure, not the person who possessed her
life. She again took a step only to seeing moving backwards.
“Arnavji?”
“Khushi… Please don’t come near
me… Please”
“But Arnavji?”
“Please KHushi… Please…” saying
he dropped himself on the floor on his knees crying out of himself…. Khushi
rushed towards him, taking him in her arms, cradled his face to her bosom like
a mother does for a child.
“Arnavji.. What happened?”
“Im sorry Khushi… I’m really
sorry…. I” His voice was choking. “I… I broke your trust Khushi.. I broke your
trust. I didn’t love you enough to trust you.” Arnav said shocking her…
“What are you saying?” Khushi
asked looking at his eyes. He averted his eyes, but she forced him to look at
her eyes.
“Tell me.. What were you
saying?”
Arnav narrated everything from
the terrace scene till now what had happened not missing anything. At the end,
he looked at her face, to find no emotions of loath or hurt visible on her face
which he had expected.
“What were you saying?” Khushi
asked him again.
“Khushi.., I”
“Who said you broke my trust?”
Khushi asked startling him more.
“Khushi” he called her name in
his coarse voice with all the tears..
“Mr. Arnav Singh Raizada.. I’m
asking you one question. You better answer me looking at my eyes. Who said you
broke my trust?”
Arnav don’t know what to answer
her question. She stood up, forcing him to stand and dragged him towards their
room. She pushed him inside, latched the door towards poolside and their room
door, pulled the curtains and stood before him..
“Answer me Mr. Raizada” She
raised her voice again…
Arnav gulped not knowing what
to say.
She turned towards the cupboard
, took out an very antique box in her hands, and dropped all the contents
inside the box on the bed… Seeing the things Arnav’s breath got stucked.
“Answer me Now?” Khushi
stressed more…
Seeing him all silent which is exactly
opposite of what she had know him, she again started…
“These pearls, Torn duppatta, broken
bangles, this picture.. What is all these things?. Why are you keeping these
things” Khushi questioned him again.
She opened the letter which his
mom had wrote for her bahu.. In the place of Bahu, he was written Khushi, her
name in the place.. She shoved the letter at his face asking him again….
“Please Arnavji.. Answer me.. Don’t
keep your silence.. I need answers.. If you really feel guilty of breaking my
trust, please answer me” Khushi tried her last attempt.
“I don’t know.” Arnav
whispered..
“Huh.. What?”
“I don’t know why Im keeping
all these things… I don’t know why wrote your name on the paper…. I don’t know
why my heart pained everytime I see your tears. I don’t know why I my heart
earned to see your smile. I don’t know why I wanted you to be safe cocooned in
my arms. I don’t know why I wanted you to keep me with myself. I don’t know why
I wanted you only for myself.. I don’t know Khushi…. I don’t know” a failed
Arnav answered her questions without knowing himself….
Khushi launched herself in his
arms, forgetting everything….
“I heard you” Khushi whispered near
his ears.
“Huh?”
“I heard you yesterday
Arnavji.. I heard you when you were debating withing yourself. I heard each and
everything you said clearly. How can you say that you broke my trust, when you
loved me more than anything to trust me other than anyone… I don’t know how
much you loved when you married me.. But Now I know.. You love me more than I
do… No man will behave sane after seeing the girl he loved in the arms of
another man. But in this case, the other man is none other than your jijaji…
You took time to trust me, in that process many things had happened.. I
understood… but your heart did trust me.. I was hurt that you didn’t ask me
anything, but I was happy that you wanted to prove yourself about my innocence.
What more a wife can expect? Huh?. Arnavji.. these things…. When I say these
things inside your cupboard today morning, I was shocked.. I never knew you
held all these things with you… I never knew you had all my things like I had
your Key…. You never broke my trust… I loved you soo much enough to forget all
the pain you inflicted on me.. because everytime you hurt me, you were the one
who healed me, I saw the same pain your eyes everytime I suffer. Silly me? I
chose to ignore everything then, but not now..” Khushi said everything hugging
him...
“Khushi…?”
“Shhhh… you are speaking too
much…. Im soo happy that I married you.. Nothing matters me… I love you.. and I
trust you enough to give second chance to our life.. I want to live my life.
For you.. For US…”
Arnav looked at the girl in his
arms in wonder. Even after all this, she still loves him.. He tightened the
hug.. He don’t know how to explain his emotions.. he don’t know how to put his
love in words… He cupped her face, wiping the tear stains.
“Sorr..” He started but cut off
by..
“If its sorry, then please don’t
ask.. Even the mistake is on me… I did confide you about my X fiancé… May be if
I had said you everything, these things wouldn’t have happened.. But in one way
I was happy” she said grinning at him..
“Happy?”
“Of course.. Otherwise, you
would have took your entire birth to confess your feelings… and I would have
waited for you confessing me till I my hair turns grey.. then how would I hv
got married, How would I have got my kids?” Khushi kept on blabbering…..
Arnav smirked at her who was
still holding onto him….
“What?”
“Nothing.. Just thinking about
to make Kids” Arnav said huskily..
Khushi blushed at his comments
and hided her face in his neck..
“Im still waiting for you to
confess me” Khushi chided.
“Do you still need my words?”
Khushii nodded…
“ I don’t know how to say my
feelin” Khushi kept her fingers on his lips to stop him from speaking.
Arnav removed her fingers and
spoke..
“Let me princess… You are the
best thing that is ever happened to me. Your face is the mirror of my life. I
want to life my life, to see you smiling, to see you blushing, to see you
carrying my kid, to see you grow old with me. There was time, I have been
looking everywhere for you. From now, I don’t want to search you anywhere.
Instead I want to keep you in my arms forever. I don’t know what love means to
everyone.. but for me.. its YOU…. I love you Khushi” Arnav said what his heart
felt.
“You are the best things that
is ever been mine.. I love you Arnav” saying Khushi hugged him making them
completed with each other.. When love is there, there is no need for respect
except love, trust and passion… Their trust got proved when Arnav tired proving
himself, her trust got proved when she forgot everything for mer. His passion
was visible when he wanted to start a life with her, and Her passion was said
when she stopped adding “Ji” to his name.. and their love was proved to each
other with the breath they are taking. It screams each other’s name.
THE END
I don’t know what crap I wrote
my dear readers.. Please pardon me for mistakes… waiting for your comments..
Yours
Nakshu aka Hema
Author’s note:
I would like to dedicate this last chapter to all my readers who
patiently waited for me to update my stories... If not for you all... I wouldnt
have come back.. Recently someone made me realize that Im making big crime
making you all wait.. So not mistakes from my side.. But one small request..
all my works from now on will have no proof reads.. you have to bare with my
mistake..Love you all.. Thanks for your support
