Dear friends, because neither you nor I can handle the loss of ÇiçDer and because they gave us enough freedom to imagine our own continuation of their story, I have decided to write what I think could have happened after their last scene. I will proceed with the first year of Iskender's sentence, leading up to the prison wedding... And some other things. 😉
⚠⚠ This was my first ever FF and it's highly cliche, cheesy and hopelessly romantic so if you don't like such stuff, this isn't for you⚠⚠
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Shayam fished out the gun from his back pocket pointing it towards Arnav. Khushi's eyes widened in fear as she saw the scene infront of her. She felt her heart pounding in her chest painfully.
"Aa..Arnav-ji.." She stuttered.
But Arnav paying no heed towards her call, started taking steps towards Shayam.
"Arnav-ji no..." Khushi tried to stop him.
But Arnav kept moving towards Shayam, glaring him all the while. Shayam started taking back steps, still keeping Arnav at gun point and spoke,
"Arnav, stop....I swear I will fire..." He threatened trying to stop Arnav.
But Arnav paying no heed to his threat reached near him in two long strides and held his hand which was carrying gun. Shayam started struggling in his hold trying to squirm out of his grip.
Khushi's felt her heart had stopped beatng. She got afraid because the gun was still pointed towards Arnav despite his hold on it.
"Arnav-ji.."
"ASR"
Khushi and the officer spoke at the same time trying to convince him to loose his hold but Arnav was adamant. His grip tightened more as he tried to get the gun from Shayam. Both started struggling to get the grip.
"Arnav-ji leave it...goli chal jaegi...the bullet can hurt you. Please leave it... Arnav-ji... please leave it..." Khushi pleaded with tears falling down her eyes.
And her pleads fell in deaf ears. Both the men kept on fighting, trying to get the hold of gun. And then, a loud shot of fire echoed in the room followed by a loud painful mascular scream.
"ASR!!!!!!"
"ARNAV-JIII!!!!!"
Cover credit:@SujzWriter