68 Vikram's RM visit
Part 68 Vikram's RM visit
GH
Garima was horrified, seeing Vikram standing in front of her. Had he got released?
"Garimaji, how are you?" He asked her.
"I'm fine..." she said plainly.
"Where is Khushi?"
"I don't know."
"Lie... I know you and Shashi brought her with you."
"So what if we brought her? Why should I tell her whereabouts? Won't you leave her to live happily? Your entry may affect her life. Try to understand."
"No, Garimaji... I won't disturb her. I promise... I won't tell anyone that I'm her father."
"Then why do you want to see her?"
"Because she is my daughter."
"No... she is my daughter... you don't deserve to be called a father..."
"I know... I'm thankful to you for raising my daughter... I just want to apologize for my deeds..."
"Do you think you will be forgiven? Khushi hates you to the core... because of you she lost her mother." she sneered.
"That's why I want to meet her once to tell my side..."
"No... I can't let it happen. You can go."
Garima closed the door on his face. Vikram left GH but he didn't give up. He inquired about Khushi in the surroundings and got to know her whereabouts that Khushi got married to a multimillionaire Arnav Singh Raizada and lives in Shanti van. This is enough for him to trace Khushi.
AR
Arnav looked at his watch. Anjali wanted them to be in RM at 5 o'clock. It was 4:10 pm. He called Khushi. She attended it.
"Khushi get ready. We have to leave."
"Jee..."
Taking his coat, Arnav left his cabin. He saw Khushi waiting in the reception.
"Wait, I will bring the car."
"I will also come with you."
Arnav nodded yes and she followed him to the parking lot and they started to RM. Khushi sensed him unusual. His facial expression said that he was thinking something.
Anjali smiled at them as they reached before the pooja started.
"I will be back, Anjaliji," Khushi said while rushing to their room.
Anjali nodded ok and concentrated on the pooja arrangements. Khushi came out of the washroom, getting ready. She looked traditional in the orange-red saree. She smiled at Arnav who was ogling at her. She went to the cupboard to take something. She stopped as Arnav called her.
"Khushi..."
She asked him "WHAT?" by raising her eyebrows.
"You look HOT in saree."
Khushi widened her eyes and turned again to check the cupboard.
"Tomorrow also wear a saree." He suggested.
"Sure... if you wear this."
She kept a sherwani on the bed. Arnav was shocked to see that.
"This is for you. Wear this."
"Murder me rather than asking me to wear this," he said wearily.
Khushi chuckled at him.
"You will get to know if you wear this..."
"What?"
"Wearing sherwani is better than dying..."
"Diiiii" Arnav gritted his teeth. He knew Anjali should have asked Khushi to make him wear this.
"I'm going."
She left the room smilingly.
The pooja started. All the Raizadas took part in that has they were not given another choice.
Arnav was the one who suffocated a lot, wearing sherwani. It's so uneasy to sit on the floor. Arnav sat for a while adjusting but he couldn't stay for long.
"Khushi..." he whispered.
Khushi looked at him, opening her eyes.
"I will just come..."
"Where are you going?" she asked in a feeble tone.
"This dress sucks..." He said extending his left leg.
She nodded ok controlling her smile.
Arnav came to his room and removed the pyjama pant. Throwing it on the floor, he sat on the bed relaxed. Taking his mobile he checked whether there is a missed call. He frowned, seeing four missed calls from Rohan.
Before he called Rohan, Rohan himself called Arnav.
"Haan Rohan..."
"ASR, Khushi's father is coming to your place."
Arnav stood on his feet horribly.
"Whaaat the...."
"Yes, ASR. He is standing at your gate."
"Ok" Arnav disconnected the call and threw the mobile on the bed. He saw the pyjama pant lying on the floor. He rolled his eyes irritatingly. Taking it, he wore it again and rushed out.
His eyes searched for Khushi when he descending the stairs. She was not there in the living room. It seems the pooja was over.
"Di, where is Khushi?"
"She is in the kitchen to bring Prasad," Anjali said.
Arnav huffed in relief and rushed out.
At the same time, in the kitchen,
"Khushiji..." Hariprakash called her.
"Jee, Hariprakashji?"
"The security said that someone is waiting to meet you."
"To meet me...? Who is that?"
"Your father's friend..."
"My father's friend...?" Khushi murmured.
She nodded yes and went to meet the person.
Arnav saw Vikram waiting near the security room. He came to Arnav and wished him.
"I'm Khushi's father's friend." He lied to Arnav too.
"I'm Khushi's husband. My father in law had not told me anything about your arrival...?" Arnav asked observing him keenly.
"Ohh actually...I ..." he stammered.
"I know who you are," Arnav said calmly.
"Really...? You said Shashi didn't say anything about me...?"
"Mr Vikram... you are Khushi's biological father. You got released from jail today. You killed her mother."
Vikram was shocked. He thought no one knows about him in Khushi's in-laws.
"No... it was an accident..."
"It happened because of you."
Vikram's eyes tear up.
"Because of you, Khushi is suffering in a trauma... she became a pyro-phobic. She faints seeing fire you know..."
"I'm a changed man. I'm not that old Vikram..."
"Maybe... Khushi is also not that old Khushi.... you should understand that."
"You can say straight that she hates me," Vikram said regretfully.
"It's not her fault... because of you she hates you."
"Allow me once... I want her forgiveness. I have none other than my daughter in this world. Please..." he pleaded with joining hands.
"I don't know what to say. As of now, I can't promise you because I don't know what will be Khushi's decision."
"Please help me..."
"I'm sorry. My wife and her feelings are more important than anything to me. I can do nothing if she is not ready to meet you..."
"I'm glad that my daughter got a husband who respects her feelings. I hope one day my daughter will forgive me."
Vikram left RM wiping his tears. Arnav gulped hard looking at his retreating figure. The man who is the reason for his wife's death is regretting it now. What's the use?
Arnav turned around to get inside. He was shocked to see Khushi standing with a horrified expression. Arnav understood that she heard their talks and got to know who the man is.
"Khushi..."
Arnav reached her taking two long steps.
"Do you know about my past?" she asked unbelievably.
Arnav sighed and nodded yes.
"But how? How do you know him?" her lips quivered.
"We will talk later..." he touched her shoulder.
"How do you know?" she asked again.
"Do you remember, I dropped you in your home when you fainted, seeing the fire in the office? I have forgotten to give the medicine to you. To give the medicine, I came to your home. That's when I heard you and your mother talking about Krish's proposal... the reason why his mother didn't accept the proposal. And about your past... your father... your mother's death...everything..."
Did he hear everything? Did he get to know about her past that day? That means, he should have known that she was not ready to get married hiding the past.
"That's why you forced me to marry me?" Khushi asked astonishingly.
Arnav nodded yes.
"Your mother tied you with her promise. You were not ready to marry anyone with the guilt, hiding the past. I just decided to marry you wiping your guilt off. That's all."
Khushi stood there looking at him stunningly. Did he force her to make her not guilty?
"Just to make me guilt-free, you showed yourself wrong?"
"Showing me wrong is not a big deal because I believed one day you will get to know about me."
"You might have been told me after our marriage...?"
"I wanted to... but I don't know whether you will feel free or guiltier..."
They heard Anjali calling them. Arnav wiped her tears.
"Let's go."
He took a step to go inside. Khushi clutched his hand and Arnav looked at her. As Arnav didn't expect, she hugged him tightly and cried on his chest.
To be continued...
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