Moments

Strong

"My hands, your hands,

Tied up like two ships...

Drifting, weightless,

Waves try to break it....

I'd do anything to save it.

Why is to so hard to save it?"

Strong, One Direction

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The door of their room slammed shut so hard that the glass doors leading to poolside vibrated terribly. Khushi sighed and looked down to the carpet as she heard him muttering some curses and throwing his coat to the floor.

"Calm down!" she said softly.

"CALM DOWN? YOU'RE ASKING ME TO CALM DOWN?"

"Arnav ji..."

"THAT WOMAN WHOM I DESPISE SO MUCH IS BACK IN MY HOUSE, TELLING ALL SORTS OF RUBBISH ABOUT MY LOVED ONES. AARAV IS A CURSE, MY WIFE IS A CURSE? WOW!!!! SHE IS WALKING AROUND AS IF THIS IS HER HOUSE AND NANI IS DOING NOTHING TO STOP HER! AND YOU'RE ASKING ME TO CALM DOWN!" he screamed and threw a vase to floor. The beautiful flower vase which Anjali had gifted them for their wedding anniversary shattered into pieces once it made connection to the floor.

Khushi said nothing but walked to the door. Opening it she called out for HP. She shut the door again and walked to the wardrobe. Taking out his towel and clothes she dumped them to his hands. "Go take a bath. I've to call Akash ji and ask him to bring Aarav home"

She turned to leave when he held her wrist. "I'm sorry" he said slowly, "I was so frustrated and took it on you"

"Nothing new on that" she said laughing. Giving him a peck on his cheek, she said, "Take a bath Mr. Stinky Raizada"

"Join me Mrs. Clean Raizada!" he said wrapping his arm around her waist.

She smacked his chest and said, "Pervert!"

It was when the door knocked and Khushi moved away from Arnav's hold. "Come in HP!" she called out.

"It's me!" the door opened and Manoram said peeking her head in.

"Mami" Arnav said, "Come in."

Mami came in and closed the door behind her locking it.

"I've to tell you both something important!" she said whispering.

Arshi looked at each other and then at her.

"When nani ji asked us to leave the living room I stayed back. I hid behind the curtains and heard their conversation." Mami whispered.

"Now tell me, what do you want to speak?" Nani demanded and crossed her arms.

"So the kid is not Arnav's?" dadi asked slowly.

"We told you. They adopted him. Aarav is now Arnav's and Khushi's child!" Nani said exasperatedly.

"Not that. He is not Arnav's biological son right?"

"No"

"When Arnav has his own children, wouldn't the past repeat?" dadi asked.

Nani froze.

"What are you saying?" Nani whispered furiously.

"I was worried if Arnav had a girl child. That's why I came. If Arnav has a daughter, the incident that happened 28 years ago will be back" dadi said.

"How would they know that Arnav has a girl child, if he has in future? How would they even know Arnav? It's all past Subadra!" nani chided.

"If it happened for a five year old Anjali, then it can definitely happen for Arnav's future child!"

"So what do you want me to do? Ask Arnav not to have children?" Nani said angrily.

"Tell them the truth!" dadi said.

"NO" Nani gasped.

"Tell them. They deserves to know!"

"We cannot do this" Nani whispered, "I don't want Arnav and Anjali to know this!"

"How long can you hide? There is a high possibility that if Arnav has a girl in future the same thing will happen. It's better if we tell him now about the past!" dadi said.

Nani sighed and said, "Stay here for a while Subadra. I cannot do this alone!"

"Arnav and Anjali won't like it. I came here just because I thought Arnav had a girl child of his own and got worried. Now it's all good. You tell him!"

"No, you're staying. I want you to be there when I tell them!"

"Tell us what?" Arnav asked confused, "What past are they talking about? What happened to di when she was five years old?"

"I don't know bitwa. I married your chacha ji when you were two years old. So I don't know anything about the incidents in Malik family!" Mami said, "I heard this and decided to share this with you. Something fishy is going on. Sasuma and dadiji are hiding something serious about you both!"

Arnav looked at Khushi and then at mami. "They both have decided to tell me. Haven't they? Let's wait!" he said.

"But what will go wrong if Arnav ji has a girl child?" Khushi wondered, "What happened to di in her childhood? And doesn't she remember it?"

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"No. I don't remember anything happening to me" Anjali said laughing and she looked at the closed door. "Did you both seriously lock ourselves in to ask me about my childhood adventures?"

"Di this is serious" Arnav said and narrated mami's words.

"Oh" Anjali said, "But what happened to me? Let me think? I fell from stairs!"

"Di" Khushi cried.

"What? I'm 33 years old and you expect me to recollect what happened 28 years ago, that was when your husband was not even born and....wait" Anjali stopped herself

Arnav and Khushi looked at her expectantly.

"I remember something. I didn't see you when you were born!" Anjali said to Arnav, "I mean, when I came home, it was like two weeks past your birth."

"When you came home? Where were you?" Arnav asked.

"I don't remember. But I remember seeing you for the first time and ladies there telling each other 'Ah finally sister met her brother two weeks after his birth'." Anjali said frowning, "I never asked anyone about it. I completely forgot why I wasn't present when my brother was born! May be this is related to what dadi was saying. I was five then! 28 years ago!"

"We should ask nani" Arnav said.

"Let her take time!" Khushi said, "Whatever the matter is, nani ji is worried. Let us give her some time!"