The Story of us

Part 9: The best or worst step ?

Khushi was in a house arrest in her room, where Garima had snatched Khushi's phone and handed it to Akash.

" You disappointed me Khushi," said Garima in angst.

" You disappointed me as well mom, by fixing my marriage with an uncle just because there is no dowry. How low can you stoop ?" asked Khushi looking at Garima.

" It's for your welfare. Do you ever see how you are ? Your weight, your appearance, no man will ever find you desirable. Thankfully we got Prakash who is accepting you," said Garima.

Khushi hadn't felt any cheaper in her entire life. This moment, she felt so cheap with her mother's words.

How can a mother say to their own daughter something like this ?

" Arnav loves me Mumma. Irrespective of how I am, he loved me by heart. If you are ready to accept Prakash, then why not Arnav ?" she asked with a loud tone.

" Because your father hates Arnav. He is from different caste and he hates the influence he is on you,"

" See now you are dancing on his tune and going against your father. This is what he hates in Arnav," added Garima looking at Khushi.

" You don't have any rights to talk about my Arnav. And this is not his influence, but my own decision," said Khushi.

" Khushi if you are not going to shut your mouth now, I don't know what I will do to you," warned Garima gritting her teeth, where she stuffed Khushi's hand with clothes and pushed her into the washroom and closed the door and locked it from outside.

" Get ready by yourself, if not I will come inside and get you ready," warned Garima where Khushi reluctantly got refreshed as she didn't want Garima invading her privacy.

Khushi got ready in a lehanga, and Payal helped her in getting ready, with Garima scrutiny.

Both of them wasn't able to speak anything.

Meanwhile Prakash came to their house with his parents and relatives.

They were informed about the change in plan and today was the marriage day.

" I want to see her first, " ordered Prakash.

" She is on the room. You can please go," said Shashi.

Garima unlocked the door and led Prakash inside.

Khushi felt highly anxious, being alone with this Prakash. She didn't feel even a bit of security as that man walked near her with a huge grin.

" Wow, I must say you are very beautiful," he chuckled and neared her where Khushi immediately moved back.

" I like you, my perfect maid," he mumbled holding her and caressing her face forcefully.

Khushi pushed him away hardly, where he took few steps away loosing his balance.

" Stay away from me," she warned with her eyebrows raised and her hands lifted in a warning posture.

" You are going to be my wife in another hour. Let me see after then how you defy me," he said with a evil tone.

" I am already married," said Khushi.

" Your father told me, it doesn't matter to me," he mumbled looking at her from head to toe

" I need you, dot," he added lustfully.

Khushi felt a creepy feeling inside her with his gaze, where tears pooled in her eyes.

" Get ready, I want a beautiful bride, not a crying one," he said leaving outside where he locked the door from outside.

She sat on the bed with thud. She thought she will be able to convince them, but then she wasn't.