Arnav is driving recklessly on the road with his mind full of the incidents happened today and the fear for reoccurance of his past probability.
Those sounds...Anjali laughing in bride appearance..Gun shot.
Maaaaaa.
Nahi chahiye mujhe iss bachaa!...
( I don't want this baby.)
Iss ki baap ko sab nafrat karte hain.nafrat..Isse kaun apnaayegaa. nahi chaahiye iss bachaa mujhe nahi chaahiye.
(All are hating this baby's father. Who will be concerned about it. I don't want this baby.. I don't want.)
Di ! Di ! please. Please listen to me..
"Di" He whispered painfully.
and
his thoughts fled to the incidents of particular hazel eyed girl and him.
"I love you khushi."
Khushi and arnav escaping from goons.
Keeping her hands on thorns carelessly to stop him from getting hurt.
Khushi falling down from the cliff. Her near to death experience which might have filled his dark life with an unbearable amount of pain.
Tum mere Zindagi mein aayein kyun? Main tumse milaa kyun?
Ye sab tumhare galthi hai Khushi.
Realization hit him hard like cold water poured on his head.
"Damn it. Ye main ne kya kar diyaa..Mujhe abhi ghar jaana hain.."
He hitted the steering.
( I've to go home now.)
He reversed the car and started to his home.
This is what always happening to them. When they are coming closer together, he always pushed her or himself away from her knowingly or unknowingly.
Like
1 step forward.
10 steps backward.
"I am sorry khushi." He choked on his whisper.
"Khushi...arnav shouted stepping into their bedroom and saw khushi sleeping peacefully like without any care in this world.
He noticed the medicine box kept beside her and felt guilty of accusing her..
He knew she's also victim in the clutches of shyam. But his protection stand towards his Di appear above anything even his love like happened now...
He used to have the fear of losing khushi that's why he married her.If anyone is in her place he shouldn't have done that.
But his anger,trust issues,fear of facing betrayal and losing his sister like his mother in the hands of cruel destiny always top all of his love towards her...
So he habituated to take everything under his control in the process of hurting KHUSHI and himself.
"I'll make her understand that I said all those rubbish in my untameable anger.
She knows about my temper issues.
She'll understand me like always.
.He obeserved her peaceful face (which is only mask so that her storms can't be visible.)
"She seems to be tired now. Let her sleep."
He mumbled to himself and adjusted the room temperature bearable to her .
He settled on bed turning to her side and observed her injury on her forehead.
Pain engulfed him and moistiure collected in his eyes.
"I'm sorry khushi. I shouldn't have said all those crap to you."
"Maine sab kuch teek kar doonga."
( I'll set everything alright)
He blinked back tears and hold her hand adjusting comforter on them.
Little does he know that the silent storm is showing it's consequences in their lives already and they'll be going to struggle to search solace with their weeping hearts.
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Khushi opened her eyes as the sunlight lightly spread through the little gap between the curtains into the room.
She didn't remember when she fall into her sleep but she seemed peaceful without any nightmares which've been her companion since arnav's kidnapping.
She didn't remember when she had this much needed sleep. If there is a chance, then she would have go to that peaceful heaven all the day or for days till her hunger for sleep'll be satisfied.
'But I don't have that much choice.'
She turned her face to side and observed her hand firmly grasped in his hold.
"Shayad ab ye meri aadat ban chuki hain." he showed her hand gripped firmly in his hand during sleep.
( Maybe, I've habituated to this now.)
His words during their stay at gupta's home ringed in her ears.
Tears gathered her eyes and a silent sob escaped her mouth.
But she recovered herself quickly and slowly removed her hand from his hold.
She collected a plain silk grey saree matched with a plain black blouse and undergarments.
She stepped into the shower and pushed all of her thoughts as that damn headache again started growing.
When she put her fingers into her hair at the backside she felt an unbearable pain.
Maybe from the blow on her head due to the fall from cliff.
After they reached home safely she band-aided herself and reduced the pain to some extent with whatever little knowledge she've of decoction.
'Maybe I need a stitch.'
She carefully finished her shower and dressed herself into skirt and blouse.
And finished her saree draping by pinning her folded pallu neatly on shoulder.
After drying her hair she combed her hair into plait.
'Long time no see' she murmered to her plait and chuckled.
She wore nothing except mangulsutra and sindoor.
Then she stepped out of the room with a side glance at arnav who didn't change his sleeping position from facing her side.
After checking no one is present in living room and no sounds are coming she noiselessly walked into kitchen and saw hari prakash who's checking any cleaning chores remained since the previous night.
"Didn't jiji wake up hariprakashji?"
'Aap!! bhabhi!?'
"Kya?"
'This early'
"Oh! Sorry. I didn't see time today'
'Achha... All are in their rooms bhaabi.
I haven't seen anyone yet.'
"Ok. I thought jiji'll be here."
"You check and kept all the groceries needed for today's menu. I'm going to temple now. I'll be join you soon."
'Ok Bhaabi.'
She went to puja mandir and took her prayer plate,other needed things and exited the house before smiling at the security at the main gate who greeted her.
Soon she started her journey to attain temporary solace.
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