20 Shocking Shock
Part 20 Shocking Shock
The second batch of AR went to Indar's funeral. Arnav, Aman and Khushi were parts of it. Arnav ordered Monish to attend the funeral. Without having a choice, he joined them. Indar's sister was surprised to see him. There was a satisfaction in her face. She smiled in between her tears. She thought Monish came to the funeral for her.
Monish faced a hard time not to cry.
"Look at her face, she thinks you are here for her..." Arnav said and Monish bowed down.
"How are you going to manage her? What will you tell her when she gets to know you are working in the same office in which Indar worked?"
Monish nodded his head from left to right as his mind was not in the state of thinking anything.
"Tell her you recently joined the office and didn't get a chance to interact with Indar," Arnav said and Monish nodded ok.
Indar wrote a letter before committing suicide that no one was the reason for his decision but ONLY HIM. He apologized to his parents for being unable to make them proud of himself.
"My son is one in a crore...! No one could get such a lovable son in their lives. He always took responsibility for our family. He respected us like anything. Don't know what made my son take such a decision..." His mother cried.
Khushi looked at Arnav who averted his gaze. He knew the meaning of her look.
"Indar had created a good image in his family and had a worse side outside the house without their knowledge. Not only Indar, but many people live like that only. Men or women, everyone is the same... no difference" Khushi said only Arnav to hear.
He looked at him sharply.
"But... we are not like that...!" she added.
After a while, Arnav left the place with Aman. Khushi went to GH thinking about her daring approach. She could not believe she openly told Arnav that she wanted to marry him. She felt good about the decision to marry Arnav. She could never get a better choice than Arnav, she supposed.
On the other side,
Arnav was driving the car with a cloudy mind. His mind was full of Khushi's thoughts. There was no idea in his mind about marrying her. Yet, he could not avoid thinking about her. He didn't know how to avoid her. He could easily do that but he could not hurt her because she was a nice girl. Without hurting her, he didn't think he could avoid her.
The next day
Arnav was having breakfast silently looking at Aarav who was drawing lines on his plate.
"Aarav, you are getting late to school. Make it fast"
Aarav looked at him and then again looked at his plate, said nothing.
"Aarav..."
Aarav started eating fast and left the place, making Arnav perplexed. He closed his eyes helplessly. He went to Aarav's room. He saw Aarav crying, lying on the bed. Arnav came to him and caressed his hair, sitting next to him. In no time, Aarav laid on his lap and cried.
"Aarav, don't cry..."
Aarav sat on the bed, wiping his cheeks.
"Dad, please, marry Khushi didi. She is a sweet woman"
Arnav sighed.
"Aarav, listen to me. Khushi is so smaller than me. I'm nearing my forties but she is just twenty-four. People will laugh at Khushi and insult her. Khushi's mother will not agree to our marriage. She is a nice girl. She should be happy in her life. We should not be selfish, Aarav. We should not spoil her life for our happiness. You are a good boy... understanding too...! You should understand her stand. We should not think of her like that and more than that, no woman would love someone's children. if Khushi started hating you after the wedding, we could not do anything. Don't you trust me?"
Aarav sobbed silently.
"I'm sorry, Aarav. I'm really sorry" Arnav left the place.
Aarav again laid on the bed and cried.
AR
Khushi came to Arnav's cabin and saw him pressing his head. His head was blasting thinking about Khushi.
"Good morning, sir" Khushi wished Arnav with a bright smile.
"Good morning" he again pressed his head.
"Shall I make coffee?" She asked.
Arnav slightly nodded yes as he badly needed one.
Khushi went to the pantry that was being attached to his cabin. She went to prepare coffee for Arnav.
She didn't notice the wire of the induction stove touching the vessel at its BOTTOM. She boiled the water to prepare expresso and the wire also melted equally. Arnav sensed the smell and Khushi as well. She became horrified and pulled the wire away. In that process, she touched the melted part of the wire. The very next minute, she was thrown away by the current shock. Khushi fell to the ground lifelessly.
Arnav who rushed inside the room saw her falling and got horrified. He switched the stove off and tapped Khushi's cheek, kneeling.
"Khushi... Khushi... what happened to you? Open your eyes, Khushi..."
There was no movement in her. Arnav checked her breath which was stopped due to the shock. He was shocked to the core. Without delay, he started giving CPR. He pressed her chest to get her breath back but it didn't work. Without any choice left, placing his mouth over hers, he blew gradually. With the third blow, Khushi coughed. Arnav sighed in relief and sat on the floor.
Khushi sat on the floor slowly and saw Arnav also sitting on the floor. She didn't miss to notice the lipstick that was stuck on his lips. It was not hard for her to understand what would have happened. She knew she had been electrocuted. She felt herself being electrocuted. So, she guessed what Arnav would have done to her. His question confirmed that.
"Are you all right?"
She nodded yes.
"Take rest... you may feel dizzy"
She tried to get up, pressing her hand on the ground. Her hand slipped and she again fell.
"Khushiiii..." He held her head in his hand before it hit the ground.
He helped her to stand and brought her to his cabin. He made her sit on the couch and gave her a glass of water. Taking it from him, Khushi sipped it.
Removing his phone, Arnav called the doctor and asked him to come to AR. Disconnecting the call,
"The doctor is coming. You can go home if you feel tired"
Khushi blinked her eyes slowly.
"Sir..."
"Mmm?"
"Lipstick" she raised her finger.
"Whaaat?"
"Wipe your lips, sir"
Arnav looked at his image in the glass door and got stuck, seeing her lipstick on his lips. Fetching his handkerchief from his pocket, he wiped his lips. He was feeling awkward. It was not wrong to save a girl's life by giving CPR. It was just first aid but the situation made him embarrassed. He should have been cautious about the lipstick. He didn't know her lipstick would have stuck on his lips.
"Oh... I..."
"I know..."
He got stuck. What did she know? She leaned on the sofa closing her eyes. Arnav waited for the doctor.
After a while, the doctor came.
"What happened?" the doctor asked.
"She was electrocuted, doctor"
"Oh... then?"
"She fainted..."
"Did you do first aid?"
"CPR..."
"That's good"
The doctor checked Khushi and injected her. He prescribed a few medicines.
"She will be all right by tomorrow. Follow the medicine properly. Take rest for today"
"Ok, doctor," Arnav said.
The doctor left.
Arnav removed his phone and called Mohan.
"Get the car ready. You have to drop Khushi home" he disconnected the call.
"It's ok, sir..." Khushi said.
"No, Khushi, don't strain yourself...! Our driver will drop you off. Let's go..."
Khushi walked out slowly. Arnav followed her cautiously. He came to her cabin with her. Khushi took her bag and was supposed to hang it on her shoulder, but Arnav took it from her hand. Khushi looked at him wondering.
"I will bring it," he said, wondering her more.
He walked out. Khushi followed him. Arnav made her sit in the back seat.
"Drop her home carefully. She is not feeling well"
"Jee Sir," Mohan said and started the car.
Khushi lay on the seat, feeling tired. Arnav thought something and got in the car, making Mohan wonder.
"Go..." he ordered.
Mohan headed to GH. Arnav guided him.
To be continued...
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