Arshi SS: Jhukaa Aasmaan - Season 1 (Completed)

JA Part 15

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Part 15:

"Khushi..." he said in low voice waiting for her to answer the call. His heart is pacing up in a rapid speed. He couldn't understand why it's happening with him. After three or four rings he felt irritated and frustrated

'Why isn't she answering my phone damn it?' he thought.

After six or seven rings of first call he heard her voice

"ARANV JIIIII..." he kept the phone away from his ear smiling little.

He heard her calling him continuously

"Arnav Ji... Are you there? Arnav Ji... why aren't you talking? Arnav Ji... Are you fine? Arnav Ji? What the hell... why isn't he talking? Arnav Ji... Please say something... Arnav Ji..." sensing her verge of crying state, he immediately answered

"Khushi... Shh... Shh... I'm fine, okay? Don't cry. Khushi I'm fine. Khushi stop"

"If you are fine then why didn't you talk?" she asked sobbing little

"IF you give me chance to talk, then I will, right?" he tried to lighten the situation.

"Haahh...? Fine... leave it... first tell me how you are? Did you take your food and medicine? Wait a minute... you called me? That means... Oh my God... Arnav Ji... Oh my God... you read the letter and... and... you got your vision back? Oh my... thank you god... thank you so much..."

Smiling to her happiness he said "Yeah Khushi... I got my vision. But something is wrong"

"Why? What happened Arnav Ji?"

"I am feeling something weird with my vision Khushi"

After few seconds of silence, she said "I'm coming there. Then we can discuss about this problem. But till that time, close your eyes and don't strain them much. Please... I will be there in 20 minutes"

"Okay..." with that he ended the call. He looked at the room with thudding heart. While looking at Khushi's room he again remembered her words about not able to buy iPod, her doing two jobs and about allowing him to go with Aman for his better treatment. He looked at the room once again. Suddenly he remembered his baby brother's words

"Don't trust poor people Bhai... particularly girls. They will never ever be good. They will do everything for their own happiness. They will never ever think about us" Arnav still remember that worst day of his life. The day, he saw his baby brother's death. The day, his world had come crashing down. He closed his eyes, letting those memories come in front of his eyes.

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When he is in a meeting, he received a call from unknown number. He asked his PA Aman to attend the call. But when he saw tensed Aman, he knew there was something wrong. He excused himself from others and went outside cabin and took his mobile and talked with the person other side

"ASR here"

"Hello Mr. Raizada. Can you come to our hospital now? Your brother wants to talk with you. He needed you here"

"What the hell? He is not in country. Who the hell you are talking about?" barked Arnav

"Sorry to say, your brother – Akash Singh Raizada, he committed suicide. He has only few hours. He is asking for you" the phone fell from Arnav's hands before he notice he is driving his car towards the hospital. He reached hospital in record time and went to his baby brother