XEROX (completed)

9 Xerox?

Part 9 Xerox?

Khushi was shocked to see Arnav going somewhere with a girl. Who was she? Where was he taking her? How did he know the girl? He should have gotten her friendship through Facebook or Instagram. Or she may have gone to Scotland for some purpose. There were many possibilities to get girlfriends these days. Didn't Aman say, Arnav had been out of India for more than seven years and he could even have a family there?

She could not tolerate it. Was this why she waited for him for seven years? Why did she have a crush on him leaving thousands of students in her college? Damn... it was because no one was like him, from in and out. She had a crush on him not just because he was handsome. It was because he was the only one who helped her when she needed it. Still, she could not believe Arnav would be wrong.

Khushi was restless. She looked at the car that was fading from her sight. The signal was still RED. She could not follow the car, no matter if she rode the bike fast. Still, she was not ready to leave this issue. She wanted to catch Arnav RED-HANDED if he was wrong. Taking a U-turn, she again headed Aman's residency.

"Let me see, now what will he say" She murmured.

Though she wanted to catch him, she didn't want him to be wrong. Her hands shivered and her heart rushed. She prayed to god that Arnav should be at home, taking a rest.

Khushi came to Aman's residency and stopped the bike. She wondered seeing the door open. She pushed the door wide and entered.

Aman peeped from the kitchen and saw Khushi standing. He widened his eyes and smiled. He pointed at a room. Khushi walked into it and sighed, seeing Arnav lying on the bed. He looked weak. She sat on a chair with a thud.

Arnav smiled at her. They heard,

"Didn't I say?"

Khushi turned behind and saw Aman smiling.

"I told him, Khushi. you would not stay back after knowing he was not well. See, she is here"

Arnav nodded yes. Aman handed him a glass.

"Thanks, Aman" Taking it Arnav sipped it.

"I'm sorry, Khushi. I can't give it to you because this is ORS" Arnav smiled weakly.

"But, I can... wait" Aman went out.

Khushi came to the bed and sat next to him. Arnav stopped drinking and looked at her.

"Arnav, I saw the man who looked like you"

"It seems you are seeing me in everyone who crosses you" Arnav smiled mildly.

"No, I saw him clearly. He was wearing a cap and coolers. I just can't believe there is someone who resembles you to this extent. It's unbelievable."

Arnav shrank his eyes.

"Anyone will believe he is your TWIN. He is resembling you to that extent. He looked like your XEROX copy."

Arnav gulped down hard. There was an unknown restlessness on his face.

"Are you... are you sure?"

"Damn, sure... I'm sorry to say this. I felt dejected, seeing him because I thought it was you. That's why I came here to check whether you are really ill"

Arnav looked at her jerking.

"So what if he resembled me? What's there to feel dejected?"

"It's because he was with a girl. She was sleeping, leaning on the seat, wearing a mask"