ARSHI OS DAIRIES.

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Hi guys am back again. Am very sorry for not updating for quiet some time now. My posting for my mandatory national service is out which has made me quiet busy of late.

This one shot is actually a prologue to a new story am planning to start soon, I hope u guys like it.

And thanks to all those who read, voted and commented on my previous shots, I deeply appreciate it 😘😘😘😘.

It's every girls dream to have a wedding filled with happiness, music and celebration.

But for Khushi, it was a day filled with tears and allegations. The most heart wrecking of all was that, the man who promised to stand by her through thick and thin was no where to be found. Again he left her to face the world alone, again he left her to face the sins of his
father. What was her fault!?. The answer is nothing. Now more than ever she knows that Arnav Singh Raizada does not deserve her love. She had had enough of his so called Dadi degrading her mother.

Especially if she was an equal victim and maybe the most hurt in this story. No more enough is enough.

" I knew these middle class women only know how to trap rich men with their beauty and fake character. Thank God my grandson got saved on time and did the right thing by leaving your cursed daughter. What do I expect from an orphan with no family or class?. What I.................... "

Dadi didn't finish when a slap resounded in the marriage hall and Dadi lifted her face after a few seconds with her hand on her abused right cheek which was still burning with the effect of the slap with the imprint of Khushi's hand on it.

She looked up to stare right into the face of a furious Khushi who was shivering in anger.

Her posture and state sent shiver down the spine of Dadi who for the first time in her life felt what it felt like to feel fear. The others stood in shock at the turn of events.

[PS: Some might find it rude but I would have done the same if my family was degraded and insulted like that]

"This is for insulting my mother and family, who the hell are you to judge people. The one who knew about her sons atrocities and yet never stopped them, the one who knows the real truth but twisted it to favour her and her twisted agenda.
You and the Raizadas have no right to point fingers at us when people are the cause of our pain and misery." Khushi yelled.

This shocked the Raizadas who bowed their head in shame and remorse knowing exactly what Khushi was talking about and the most affected was Anjali who knew what Khushi and Payal were put through by the family was because of her.
Dadi was about to say something when Khushi cut her off.

"You have said enough and we have listened enough, now it's my turn to say and for you and your so called family to listen, it's time for some reality check Subhadra Malik.
Yes am an orphan but devi maiya gave me another family, yes we are middle class but we don't steal. I have a loving family with flaws but will live and die for each other if need be  unlike your so-called family who only know how to manipulate, use and kill for money. You shameless woman, you are proud of ur first son who couldn't stay faithful to his wife even after having two kids with her. Garima didn't know of his marital status but he did and yet did what he did. So don't you dare blame my mother for your useless, unfaithful and two faced son because he was a coward and a bad person who couldn't take the responsibility of this atrocities, a coward who chose the path of suicide because his truth of his betrayal came out in from of society. A coward who ruined the life of people for his pleasure.
He ruined the life of his wife with his disloyalty by having an extramarital after and my mother's life. A coward who ruined his own daughter's life by choosing the easy way out and committing suicide and leaving his children to face this cruel world. It was your son and no one else.
He was just like you another coward, you too left your family and house when it needed an elder to handle everything but you ran away saving yourself and leaving your grandson, when the little boy was crying for his mother you chose to run away, when your granddaughter's for whom you tortured me needed you the most on the day her marriage broke and parent's took their own life you still chose to run away. Left them to face their father's betrayal and their parents death alone.