30 Enemy's Enemy
Part 30 Enemy's Enemy
"Arnav is my son, and Ratna is my sister..." Amrita said, making everyone dumbfounded.
The most shocked person was Avinash. He was already distraught because Rajesh was not his son. More than that, his son didn't die but was alive, standing in front of him in the name of Arnav. Was this why Arnav always respected Amrita? He always wondered why Arnav showed too much respect towards Amrita. Now he got the answer. Arnav was their son. He didn't expect his son to be so talented. He knew Arnav's capability. He could get anyone under his feet. He had always wanted to know about his talent. He did not know it was Amrita's trait. The mother and the son were the same... Same in everything... Talent, planning, skills, sharp mind, Upper Hand attitude, everything was the same. He regretted choosing Rohini over Amrita.
Arnav looked at Khushi, who was thunderstruck. She was standing like a statue, could not believe the happenstance. Was Arnav Amrita's son? Was this why he looked cool when she told him about her marriage? She saw the shocking expressions on his guards' faces, except Aman. A smile crawled on his face. It was clear that Aman knew the secret. After all, they were friends.
Khushi looked at him, who was smiling at her expression, understanding her mind voice. He raised his left brow, smiling. His expression changed diabolically when he saw Avinash... His so-called father looking at him. You look down, having no good to face Arnav's blessed gaze. Khushi noticed them.
Arnav looked at Amrita and said,
"Mom, Khushi is waiting for us... I think we should not let her wait more..." Arnav said rigidly.
Amrita turned towards Khushi.
"I arranged this party because I don't want them to use my name at any cost. I want to peel their mask. I made sure to do that in front of everyone. So that they could not claim my name anywhere; that's why I arranged this party." Amrita said, looking at Khushi.
Khushi looked at Rajesh and Rohini, who were seething. Their long-term plan went in vain without any gain. The mother and the son brilliantly demolished their plan... that too at the last moment... When they thought they DID IT. They were ready to celebrate their victory. They even made the necessary arrangements. When they thought they had defeated Amrita, she was preparing a well-structured plan to defeat them. Not only that, she had raised her son with the values necessary to rule her empire and had spent time with him in foreign countries whenever she travelled abroad for business. How cleverly she fooled them!
"Now you got your answer, but why did we bring you into this issue? I think now you have no problem marrying MY SON."
Khushi's face flushed. She looked at Arnav, biting her lips. Before she replied,
"Why won't you see Mary with him? Don't we know how deeply she loves him?" Shashi Said, circling her shoulders.
Khushi looked at him, racing her face.
"Why did you keep me in suspense, Dad?" She pouted.
"To see this flushed face..." Shashi laughed, making her whine.
Arnav went to Ratna and held her hand.
"Come on, guys..." He said, looking at the Raizadas who raised him with values.
He brought her to Amrita and extended his hand. She held his hand, smiling proudly. Arnav brought them to the stage, hinting that they are equally important to him. Arvind, Anjali and Shyam followed them to the stage.
Amrita came forward and said,
"This is not only Khushi's birthday party, but also her wedding announcement party with my son, Arnav Singh Raizada." Amrita looked at Khushi smilingly.
"Arnav, cut the cake with Khushi..." Shashi smiled.
"But they already cut the cake and celebrated Khushi's birthday at 12 o' clock..." Garima smiled, and Khushi looked at Arnav in shock.
Did they know about their cake-cutting ceremony? She looked at Arnav meaningfully, who was trying to hold back a smile.
"But they did that secretly. Let them do it authentically..." Amrita said.
Garima lit the candles. Arnav gestured to her to blow them out. She looked at Arnav, raising her brows.
Arnav took the knife and handed it to Khushi. He stood behind her slightly. He kept his left hand on her left shoulder and held her right hand that was holding the knife. They cut the cake and received loud applause.
Khushi was supposed to feed him, but he stopped her by holding her hand and directing it to her mother, making Garima emotional.
"No, no, Arnav beta, she should feed you."
"From her next birthday, she would feed me only..." He said that with a deep meaning. After the wedding, they would not get the chance to be fed FIRST.
Khushi also became emotional and fed it to Garima. She took another piece and fed it to Shashi. Of course, he was also emotional. Getting separated from their daughter was the biggest task every parent faced.
Understanding Khushi's mood, Arnav himself took a piece of cake and fed it to her. Then he signalled to Aman, who nodded and looked at his man. He brought something to Aman and handed it to him. Aman got it on the stage. Taking it from him, Arnav gave it to Khushi.
"Wish you many more happy returns of the special day..."
Khushi looked at him, perplexed because it seemed like a photo.
"Open it..." Arnav said.
Khushi pulled the satin ribbon that was wrapping the gift. The glitter paper slid down, revealing the thing inside it. Khushi became excited to see the PAINTING in it... The same painting Arnav won in an auction against Rajesh.
Arnav looked at Rajesh, who Arnav's men had blocked. That was when Rajesh understood why he was not allowed to leave. Arnav wanted him to see the painting. He wanted Rajesh to know why he had gone to the auction for the first time. Yes, he did that for Khushi...!
Rajesh was standing, looking at Arnav, thinking all these, even after his men freed him. He came to his senses only after Rohini tapped his shoulder. He looked at her and then at his surroundings. Arnav's men were not there. He walked out hurriedly. He saw his... No, not his, but Amrita's car. His hand automatically touched his pocket, searching for the key. He became furious. He searched for something. He saw a flower pot on the side. He took it and tried to throw it on the car. Rohini stopped him, clutching his hand.
"What are you doing? They left us... Will yoy give them a chance to put you behind bars? Put it down..." She chided.
Rajesh threw the pot down and walked out. They were supposed to stop the auto, but stopped seeing a car in front of them.
Rajesh and Rohini looked at the man in the car, who lowered the window.
"Get in..." He said.
"Who are you?" Rajesh asked.
"Your friend..."
"Friend? We don't even know you..."
"But I know you and your enemy..."
Rajesh looked at Rohini.
"Enemy of my enemy is my friend... That's you..."
Rajesh's face brightened. He saw a mild smile on Rohini's face. She gestured for him to get in the car. Rajesh gladly got in.
To be continued...
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