CHOSEN BY DESTINY (Completed )✔️
40 Wedding
Part 40 Wedding
Khushi was shocked to the core by Arnav's unexpected kiss. She tried to pull him away but could not even though Arnav's clutch was not so tight. She didn't have any chance other than to give up. She stayed clutching his shoulders. Arnav got detached from her, looking at her nervous–filled face dizzily. He wiped her lips with his thumb that made her open her eyes. She was supposed to get off the bed to run away from the room but Arnav pulled her back to him. Without any choice, she had to sit on the bed panting hard, looking down.
"Khushiiiii" Arnav called her in a husky tone.
Khushi closed her eyes tightly having no guts to look at him.
"If you think I don't have the right to touch you, you can go," he said.
Khushi opened her eyes and gulped not looking at him.
"I don't think you are someone else Khushi. You are mine... my Khushi. I don't want to part from you not only now but forever in my life. I would have felt useless if you had not come back to me because I love you Khushi"
Khushi looked at him with mixed feelings.
"Do you think this is too much for me?"
She nodded no hurriedly.
"Should not I touch you?"
Khushi suffocated by the question. What could she say? You can touch me?
"Don't I have rights on you?"
"Arnavji, this is not a matter of rights... there is something you can't understand. You are born and brought to Delhi. I'm from a small town called Lucknow and mine is a conservative family. Yes, according to me, this is too much. I... I can't stand this side of you"
"What side?" he asked with a smirk.
Khushi sighed.
"Leave it..."
"Ok... if you are not comfortable I won't touch you"
Khushi nodded ok.
"I hope this 'TOUCH ME NOT' condition is applied only till our wedding."
Khushi blushed.
"Khushi, do you know one thing?"
"What?"
"We can kiss without touching each other..."
Khushi widened her eyes.
"You don't want me to touch you with my PALMS only right?"
Khushi dropped her jaw and Arnav laughed. Pushing him, she rushed towards the door.
"You touched me Khushi"
Khushi looked at him turned around and ran away with a bewildered expression, leaving Arnav with a burst of loud laughter.
The wedding preparations started in full swing. On one side Shyam and on the other side Aman worked for it. even though Arnav asked them to leave it to the marriage assembler they voluntarily took part with interest.
Sinha Mahal
Rajeev was fed up knowing about Shyam was getting married to Anjali. On the other side, Arvind didn't respond to his call which frustrated him more. Rajeev thought after the humiliation Arvind faced from Ratna, he would come to Sinha Mahal to find a permanent shelter for him. But what he expected didn't happen. Arvind failed his expectation.
Simran was more annoyed than Rajeev. All her plans of getting Arnav flopped. At last, he became a disabled person and also became bedridden. She had to search for a handsome person for her now. She had to attend parties with his father. Then only she could find her match. She had wasted her golden days roaming behind Arnav unnecessarily. If she should have spent that time on someone, he would have been her slave by now. She sighed.
Simran got stuck, seeing her brother entering home. Rajeev stood getting bewildered as he didn't expect Shyam at his place. Definitely not, when his marriage got fixed with Anjali. Taking a few quick steps, Rajeev came to the center hall and stood looking at Shyam to know the purpose of his visit. Rajeev thought there must be another reason for his visit. He was so sure that Shyam would not have come to his place to invite him to his wedding.
"What brought you here Shyam?"
"For what I come here, Dad?"
"Dad? Do you still remember that?"
"Of course, Dad because I'm not like you"
"Why are you here for?"
"I'm getting married to Anjali on coming Friday"
"You are too late to inform me that. I already know that"
"I came here to invite you to my wedding"
His stance surely raised Rajeev's brows up.
"No matter how we conflict with each other. I would like to have your presence at my wedding"
"Do you think, I will attend your wedding?"
"I don't know but being your son, it's my duty to invite you to my wedding. Come to my wedding or leave it... it's purely up to you. but I fulfilled my duty because I don't want anyone to blame me in the future"
"This is how a father should be invited to his son's wedding?"
"I invited you... you should be happy about it, Dad"
"Why would you invite me then? Won't your disabled brother-in-law get angry at you for inviting me?"
"He is the one who wants our both fathers' presence at our wedding"
"It seems he got some brains after losing his ability" Simran chuckled.
"Don't you dare talk about Arnav...! I won't spare you... without even having a little repentance for what you did to him, how could you talk like this heartlessly? Don't forget you are the reason for his current state"
"He would not have been in this state if he had agreed to marry me... this is the punishment for him for refusing me"
"Dad, I did what I wanted to... it's your wish to attend my wedding"
Shaym walked off Sinha's place.
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Ajay Singh was absconded with his men somewhere in Delhi but he could not be calm after knowing that Khushi was getting married. He started collecting details about the wedding and also the people related to it. he decided to attend the wedding in disguise, expecting a chance to kidnap Khushi or ruin the marriage.
On the other side, the wedding rituals got completed. Khushi felt relieved as Arnav kept his distance from her as he didn't want to make her embarrassed. That behavior of him kept Khushi relaxed.
Arnav smiled inwardly, like, what are you going to do after our marriage, Khushi? Khushi's bewildering behavior made Arnav curious. He wanted to see how she was going to handle him after their wedding.
Here, the day came...
Wedding day
Khushi and Anjali were ready to go to the wedding hall. Shyam took Arnav with him to the hall. Arnav was sitting in a wheelchair. Aman took over Arnav's responsibility after they reached the wedding hall. Arvind reached the hall without delay even before anyone. Arnav slightly nodded his head looking at him whereas Ratna didn't even give heed to his presence. She behaved as if he wasn't existing. She made herself busy inviting guests. As she didn't expect, Arvind also started inviting the guests without showing their problems to the public.
People started occupying the seats in the hall. Ajay Singh was also there watching every movement of the people in the hall cautiously.
Two stages were ready. Both the Grooms took place in their respective stages. Arnav was sitting in a wheelchair on the stage. Shyam was on the other. Arnav glanced at Shyam when Rajeev entered the hall with Simran. They took seats in the second row and watched the wedding.
The Pandit called the brides. Khushi and Anjali came to the stage and sat next to their respective partners. A chair had been arranged for Khushi. So that Arnav could tie the mangal sutra on her neck, without putting effort.
The mangal sutras were extended toward the grooms. Taking it from the pandit, Arnav tied it around Khushi's neck and Shyam tied it around Anjali's neck.
Pandit asked them to take phares. Shyam and Anjali stood. Anjali looked at Arnav painfully whereas People in the wedding hall felt bad for Arnav. Khushi moved towards Arnav's wheelchair to push it to complete the phares. But as no one expected, Arnav stood up from the wheelchair and kicked it behind stylishly, making everyone shocked.
To be continued...
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