Shantivan
Dadi was caressing Khushi's hair while she was sleeping resting her head on Dadi's lap after sharing her side of the story to Dadi. Khushi even told her the truth that she and Arnav lied to Dadi that they were married, but after coming to Delhi they did got married in real to which Dadi even forgave her.
"Arnav ji.." Khushi woke up suddenly making Dadi look at her worriedly, "What happened Khushi bitiya?"
"Arnav ji.. is he okay? Where is he? Dadi.. I saw a nightmare.. Arnav ji is not fine.. Arnav ji was shattered.." Khushi blabbered frightened, caressing her chest as her heart was beating hard and loudly while her other hand wiped the sweat from her forehead.
"Khushi bitiya.." Dadi shook her trying to bring her to reality, "Chote is fine and at his home.. I don't know why you still are worried for him even though he hurt you this much.. you still care for him.. Seeing you like this, I feel so ashamed of what my grandson did to you.. I seriously don't even know what to say.. I can't even look at your eyes.. I can't see you like this.."
Khushi stare at Dadi sobbing at her misery, she side hugged Dadi controlling her own tears, "Dadi don't cry.. I will be fine!"
Dadi nodded and pecked Khushi's forehead. She made Khushi lay on the bed and covered her with blanket, "Good night Khushi bitiya.."
"Good night Dadi.." Khushi smiled a little and closed her eyes. Dadi locked the door and went to her own room to get some sleep.
After Dadi left her room, Khushi opened her eyes slowly and sat on bed disturbed, "I know something is wrong with you Arnav ji.. I can feel it you're not fine.."
She stare at her phone for sometime in a dilemma whether to call him or not, reminding herself how much he insulted and humiliated her in front of his family, didn't trust on her and throw her out of Sheesh Mahal, she shook her head with tears in her eyes and turned her back to her phone and laid on bed, trying to sleep.
"If I just hear his voice.. then I will be assured that he is fine.." she bit her nails and turned to her phone and grabbed it on her hands dialing his number nervously.
"Why would he even pick up my calls? He hates you Khushi.. he doesn't even want to see my face.. he can live his life peacefully and happily without me then why can't I? Why can't I just forget him once and for all? He so easily threw me out of his life then why can't I do the same?" she cried after seeing her call being unanswered by him.
She threw her pillow to the floor frustrated and angry with herself for making a fool of herself everytime, being to sweet and caring for people who don't even want to see her face. She took her phone and was about to throw it on the floor when he picked up her call.
She placed her phone on her ear astonished and surprised that he picked up her call.
"Khushi?" he said in his husky voice and caring tone, how much she misses this kind of tone he uses only with her. She sobbed uncontrollably covering her mouth with her duppata so that he can't hear her crying.
"Khushi tum theek ho? (Are you alright, Khushi?)" he asked again feeling that she was crying.
Wait! Why was he talking like this with her? Doesn't he hate her? Why is he sounding worried for her? Khushi was so confused about Arnav's behavior that she kept thinking what must have happened.
"Khushi speak up dammit.." he shouted.
She blinked her eyes startled and realized he was still on line. But ASR didn't change at all, here he was back at his mode barking at her like he did on that night.
She cut the call angrily and kept her phone back at it's place. She rested her head on her pillow and closed her eyes tightly.
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