Ajeeb Dastan Hai Yeh (Completed)

Chapter 41: Khushi Confronts

The scene was fraught with tension as Manvi stood trembling, her cheek still stinging from the force of Aarav's slap. Sharda approached her gently, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder. "Manvi beta..." she began softly, her voice filled with concern.

But Manvi couldn't stay still. Her heart raced as she dashed out of the hall, desperate to find Aarav. Tears blurred her vision as she called out to him, "Aaravji, rukiye!" Her cries fell on deaf ears as he continued walking, his strides fueled by anger.

Summoning all her courage, Manvi reached out and grabbed his wrist, halting him in his tracks. His eyes bore into hers, filled with a mix of rage and pain. "Aap aisa kyun keh rahe hain?" she pleaded, her voice trembling with emotion. "Aapki patni ki saree pehnne ki itni badi saza?"

Aarav's grip tightened on her arms, his fury boiling over. "Yeh thappad tumhe saree pehnne ke liye nahi pada hai!" he thundered, his voice echoing in the empty street. "Yeh thappad tumhe mujhse meri beti ko door karne ki koshish ke liye pada hai."

Manvi's eyes widened in shock at his words. "Main aapko Khushi se door karne ke baare mein soch bhi nahi sakti hun," she insisted, her voice firm despite the pain coursing through her.

But Aarav's accusations continued to fly, each word cutting deeper than the last. "Soch nahi sakti? Toh Khushi ne kyun kaha main tumhara divorce karke tumhe hamesha ke liye ghar le aau uski sauteli maa banake?" His anger was palpable, his grip unrelenting.

Manvi's world spun as she struggled to comprehend the situation. "Main nahi janti, Aaravji... Wo toh bachi hai," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.

But Aarav's accusations only grew more vehement, his words laced with pain and betrayal. "Bachi hai isliye tum uska fayda utha rahi ho?" he accused, his grip tightening with each accusation hurled her way.

Desperate to defend herself, Manvi shook her head, her eyes brimming with tears. "Aap yeh kya keh rahe hain... Aap galat samajh rahe hain mujhe," she protested, her voice breaking under the weight of his accusations.

But Aarav was beyond reason, consumed by his own pain and anger. "Galat samajh raha hun main tumhe? Nahi! Sach yeh hai ki tumne meri beti ka fayda uthaya hai... Uske emotions ke saath khilwad kiya hai tumne!" His words hung heavy in the air, each syllable a dagger aimed at her heart.

With a final, anguished cry, Aarav stormed off, leaving Manvi standing alone in the empty street, her heart shattered into a million pieces. And as the realization of his accusations sank in, tears streamed down her cheeks, a silent testament to the pain and betrayal she felt in that moment.

Khushi's shock at Aarav's actions was palpable as she turned to Sharda, her eyes filled with disbelief. "Daadi, dadda ne dost ko thappad maara! How can he do that?" Her voice quivered with anger at her father's behavior.

Sharda, taken aback by Khushi's words, looked at her with a mixture of concern and pain. "Beta, tumne kya kaha unse?" Her voice was gentle, trying to understand the situation.

As Khushi explained, Sharda's expression shifted to one of stunned realization. Cupping Khushi's face in her hands, she implored softly, "Khushi, dadda se baat karne se pehle ek baar mujhse baat kar leti..." Her eyes reflected both sadness and a plea for understanding.

But Khushi's determination overshadowed any hesitation. "Aapse kyun karti main? Unhone phirse meri dost ko hurt kiya hai! I need to speak to him," she declared, rushing out of the hall in pursuit of her father.

Finding Manvi standing alone on the empty road, Khushi's heart constricted with guilt and sorrow. She approached her friend from behind and enveloped her in a tight hug. "I am sorry, dost! Mujhe nahi pata tha dadda iss tarah aapko sabke saamne thappad maar denge," she murmured, her voice filled with remorse.