50 About Khushi
Part 50 About Khushi (Double long update)
Khushi was broken down. She didn't know what Arnav thought of her. He knew she was showing an extreme level of concern for him. Didn't he think, being a married woman, how could she do so? What should she do now? She rushed to Nani's room. Nani saw her face and understood she was in deep turmoil.
"Khushi bitiya, what happened?"
Khushi hugged Nani and sobbed.
"Khushi..."
"Arnavji got to know I'm a married woman, Naniji"
"But how?"
"The happenstance of RM made me distraught. I was in my room looking at my Mangal Sutra. Arnavji entered my room like a storm and saw my mangal sutra... I don't know what he thinks of me..."
"Relax Khushi... I'm going to talk to Anjali about telling the truth to Chotte..."
"No Nani... not now... I think he is also interested in getting married to a rich girl"
"Maybe... that's why it's necessary to tell him the truth. We should not let it grow. We will do something about it"
Khushi nodded ok and came to her room. She wanted to call Aman immediately. She dialed his number and it was engaged because Lavanya was talking with Aman about what happened in RM.
"Aman, I think we are unwantedly wasting time. We have to tell Bhai about his wedding with Khushi"
"What do you think about ASR?"
"I don't know Aman... I'm scared to see a smile on his face while talking about his wedding with a rich girl. What if he doesn't accept Khushi?"
"Relax... I will find it out what's there in his mind when I meet him the next time."
"But..."
Cutting her,
"I know how to do it... you don't worry."
"Thank you, Aman..."
"By the way, why your voice sounds different?"
"Yeah... throat pain"
"Then, don't talk much... give your voice a rest"
"mmm"
"Good night"
"Bye"
They disconnected the call. Aman thought about what to do and how to talk to Arnav about Khushi.
The next day
Khushi called Aman in the morning. Aman attended the call without delay.
"How are you, Khushi...?"
"I'm trying to talk to you for two days but your number is always busy"
"Is it? I didn't get any missed calls from your number..."
"I want to tell you a very important matter"
"Tell me"
"Did Lavanya tell you about the fire accident that happened yesterday?"
"Yeah... she told me and felt sad"
"It's not an accident, Bhai"
"Not an accident means?"
"It was Jeejaji who burnt Di's saree"
"Whaaaat?"
"Yes, Bhai... I saw him doing that"
"What the hell... but why? I can't understand that mad man"
"But, I understood, Bhai"
"Do you know why he did that?"
"Yes... because he loves Di very much"
"What rubbish..."
"Yes, Bhai... he burnt the saree because Arnavji bought the saree. She preferred Arnavji's saree over his. He asked her to wear HIS saree after the fire accident. He is jealous of Arnavji. He doesn't like Arnavji to be Di's top priority. That was why he should have made Arnavji a mental patient"
Aman was speechless. Even though he could not believe it he could not ignore it too. Yes, Shyam loved Anjali very much. He had no one other than Anjali. Anjali loved Arnav more than anyone. her top priority was always Arnav. That was why she didn't hesitate to get Khushi married to Arnav.
"Bhai..."
"No, Khushi I don't think Shyam made ASR mad. He might have taken the situation in his favor but someone's hand is there..."
"We have to do something very hurriedly, Bhai. I don't know what else he would do and one more thing..."
That was when Khushi heard,
"Nani... come to Lavanya's room. She has a high temperature"
"Whaaaat?" Khushi frowned.
"What happened Khushi?"
"Lavanya has a high fever... Bhai, I will call you later"
"Ok..."
Khushi disconnected the call without telling him that he got to know her married. She rushed to Lavanya's room. Lavanya looked tired as she had a heavy fever. The doctor came and injected her and prescribed medicines.
"Anjali, call the Pandit and say we will come tomorrow," Nani said.
"Jee Nani..."
"Why, Di?" Khushi asked.
"Panditji asked us to come today to say the redemption for the fire accident. How could we go when Lavanya has a fever?"
"I'm here, Di... I will be with Lavi. You and Nani go to Panditji"
Anjali looked at Nani who nodded ok. Khushi sat with Lavanya. She didn't see Arnav in RM. Don't know where did he go.
Arnav reached Mr. Roy's residence as he wanted to meet Roy in person. He wanted to discuss with him something important as many things happened in his life unexpectedly. He didn't want anyone to know about it. So, he decided to meet Roy in his residence.
Roy was discussing the Bar council election with his co-lawyers. His assistant saw Arnav coming. Without any second thought, he brought him to Roy. Roy was excited, witnessing the great ASR in his place, and one more person was also excited, seeing him.
"ASR..." Roy rushed to him and clutched his hands emotionally.
"Hello, Mr. Roy" Arnav shook hands with him.
"Glad to see you, ASR"
"I think you are in an important meeting," Arnav said running his eyes on the people.
"Yeah... but I can take a break," Roy said looking at those lawyers. They nodded ok.
Roy brought him to his personal cabin.
"How are you, ASR?"
"I'm fine, Mr. Roy"
"Thank God, I have seen you again"
Arnav smiled.
"Do you know how many times I tried to meet you...? but I was not allowed," Roy said feeling sad.
"I was in a coma... I hope you know that"
"I was told the same but what harm if they allowed me to see you? Being your personal lawyer, don't I have the right to see you?"
Arnav was silent.
"I just wanted to meet you. That's why I came here. it seems you are busy. We will meet one day freely"
"Sure ASR. I will meet you after the Bar council election"
"Ok..."
Arnav took his leave and came out. Seeing Roy being busy, he didn't want to disturb him.
When Arnav came out, he stopped, seeing a woman standing with a smile on her face.
"Hello, ASR, how are you doing?" she asked.
Arnav shrank his eyes as he didn't know who the woman was but he didn't show that to her. He wanted to know who she was because nowadays, strangers were the ones who gave him much information about his own life.
"I'm fine... may I know who are you...?" he asked.
He saw pleasure in her face. Arnav became excited when she said who she was.
"I'm Sara... Khushi's aunty"
Hearing Khushi's name, Arnav became alert.
"Oh... how are you, madam?"
"It seems, Khushi told you about me... am I right?"
"Of course, she told me" he lied.
"Thank God you became normal... I became busy with my cases and now, this Bar council election. Otherwise, I would have come to RM and met Khushi and you. By the way, I'm so glad that you became normal. I want to see Khushi happy. I will definitely come to RM to meet her"
"You can't see her happy if you come to RM right away," Arnav said.
"What do you mean?" Sara frowned.
"I mean Khushi said nothing about you to me"
"Nothing to you means?"
"Nothing means nothing... I don't even know who you are"
"But you spoke like you know me...?"
"I know Khushi is my wife but no one said that to me..."
Sara was embarrassed, it seemed she blurt out something.
"Can I ask you something?" Arnav asked.
"Yeah... sure..."
"Being a lawyer, how could you let this marriage happen? Don't you know a mentally disordered patient's wedding can't be registered legally?"
"Keeping a lawyer in your house, you questioning me, ASR...! Why didn't your jeejaji stop the marriage?"
Arnav was silent.
"There was nothing I and Mr Shyam could do with it, ASR. It's your sister who wanted this wedding to happen. And Khushi's mother agreed to the wedding only for money"
"Do you think a mentally disordered guy can RAPE a girl?"
"No way... it's not at all possible"
"Then how everyone is thinking that I RAPED her?"
"It was her brother who overheard her talks with your younger sister about the attack and misunderstood that. Khushi even told your elder sister that you didn't RAPE her."
Arnav sighed in relief. That was the thing that kept him restless. But nope... she didn't say so.
"And, the rape was not the cause for your marriage, ASR. Khushi's timing sense is what attracted your sister. And... you got controlled, seeing Khushi. So, your sister thought only Khushi can control you"
Arnav was silently listening to her.
"Khushi is a nice girl ASR... she is my friend Garima's daughter. She agreed to get her daughter married to a mentally ill patient only for money. Your sister gave one crore to Garima to get Khushi for you"
"Could you please tell me everything in brief?"
"Shall we talk now itself?"
Arnav nodded yes and took her to his car. They got seated in his car.
"Now, tell me Ms...."
"Sara"
"Tell me, Sara Madam"
"Khushi is your sister's friend. She came to your house to get a book from your sister. At that time, no one was there at your home. So, they freed you from the grilled room. Seeing a woman in front of you, you started chasing her without sensing that she was your sister. Khushi could have run from there and saved herself. But she did not... she didn't want to give up on her friend. So, she tried to save her. your concentration turned towards Khushi. In the process of saving herself from you, she got trapped with you in the grill-gated room that was being secured with a sensor lock. To save herself from you, she asked your sister about your weakness. She told Khushi that you are afraid of Blood. At the same time, you pounced on her. To make you scared, she cut her hand with her hair CLIP. (Arnav remembered Khushi telling about her hair CLIP to Swamiji. So this was why he was scared with the CLIP?) As she expected, you got apart from her. your family members reached home who were out of RM. They saw her in the worst condition and rescued her."
Arnav gulped down hard.
"You were scared whenever you saw Khushi. Maybe, you would have remembered BLOOD seeing Khushi. Your sister noticed it. She thought only Khushi can control you. She liked Khushi's timing sense. So, she wanted Khushi to marry you."
"Did Khushi agree?"
"She didn't have a choice. She wanted to give a lavish life to her mother. She studied well to fulfill her mother's wish. But before that, her life took a big turn. You entered her life. But however, she gave such life to her mother"
"Could you please help me?"
"I should not say anything to Khushi, right?"
"Yes... because I myself want to tell her. Before that, I would like to get clear something from Khushi. So, I want you to call Khushi..."
"Call? but why...?"
"I have some doubts. I want to know something from, Khushi. I don't know why does she hide our wedding from me. And many more things were happening in my life. I think Khushi knew about them."
"But why me?"
"No one knows about our wedding but you... so, I think Khushi would share something with you"
Sara nodded yes. Arnav told her what to ask. Sara dialed Khushi's number, turning on the speaker. Khushi attended the call. Arnav was catching his breath as Khushi was going to talk about HIM.
To be continued...
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