51 Regretting Arnav
Part 51 Regretting Arnav (Long update)
Sara called Khushi thinking of a few more questions in her mind that can clear all doubts about Arnav. She wanted to throw some light into the darkness. After all, she was a lawyer... no one needed to teach her to question anyone, right? Khushi attended the call.
"How are you, aunty? Just now you remembered me? You didn't attend my call when I called you..." She said grumpily.
"Sorry beta, I was busy with my cases. That was why I forgot to call you back... I'm really sorry" Sara literally apologized.
"It's ok aunty"
"How are you and your HUSBAND?" Sara asked, looking at Khushi's husband who was curious to hear what she was going to say.
"I'm fine and ARNAVJI is also fine"
Arnav smiled as Khushi stated for the first time that he was her husband.
"Fine means, did he recover?"
"He recovered completely, aunty"
"Really? That's great... bring him to my home one day"
"Mmmm"
"Why are you sounding low?"
"Arnavji knew nothing about our wedding. He... he forgot me, aunty"
"Whaaaaat?" Sara showed shock in her tone to make Khushi believe that she called her coincidently.
"Yes, aunty"
"This is what I told you before your marriage but your mother didn't even give an ear to it. But, how did he get his memory back?"
"He slipped from the staircase and got hit on his head and got his memory back"
"Doesn't he remember a single thing about you? Didn't he get scared seeing you? That's why his sister wanted you to marry him, right?"
"No... he has forgotten me completely" she choked.
"Didn't you tell him that you are his wife?"
"No..." she sounded low.
"But why?"
"What if he doesn't like me?"
Arnav closed his eyes sighing.
"Why are you thinking so, Khushi?"
"Because he is ARNAV SINGH RAIZADA, aunty. He has standards. Girls die for his one look. But me...? He may like to get a rich girl as his wife...! With what ability I could claim him as my husband? What if he hates me knowing my status? His hatred is the only thing I could not stand, aunty"
Sara saw Arnav suffocating.
"But how long will you hide it from him, Khushi?"
"I too want to tell him everything, aunty. But I don't know how will he react to it. And, you clearly told me before itself that this marriage is not legal. Then, what do you want me to do?" She asked wearily.
"Khushi, touch your heart and say, don't you love him?" Sara asked, looking at Arnav.
Khushi gulped down hard...
"I know you very well, Khushi. You should have started loving him from the time he tied mangal sutra around your neck..."
"Haan... I LOVE HIM MORE THAN ANYTHING IN THIS WORLD... I started loving him when the entire world was scared to be near him... Even his family stayed away from him but I entered his room gutful. I had the courage to face him when he was wild but now, my heart shivers to face him, aunty" she said wearily.
"But, he raped you..." Sara asked it on her own as Arnav asked her the same question.
"Aunty, please you too don't talk like Amma. Arnavji didn't rape me but only assaulted me because he was not in his sense. How many times should I say that?"
Arnav closed his eyes in relief.
"ok... Shall I talk to him?" Sara asked.
"No... please don't do it."
"What are you going to do, Khushi? Hiding the truth from him is not advisable."
"Everything will happen as per fate..."
"Will you leave him if he doesn't like you?" this was also Sara's question.
Khushi was silent.
"What will you do then?"
"I will walk out of his life if he doesn't like me"
"Have you gone mad? Why are you melting in the fire, Khushi?"
"I'm melting for Arnavji... He has a life threat, aunty."
Arnav was stunned to hear that. So was Sara. They spared a glance.
"What are you talking about, Khushi? Life threat? How do you know about it?"
"Haan aunty... he was a mental patient not just because someone hit him. It's because some people kept him mad with the use of some evil medicine. I found it out the very next day of our marriage. I want to find out the person who is behind the ploy. I want MY ARNAVJI to live his life peacefully. That's all that I want."
Arnav swallowed the gland that was choking his throat. What kind of girl she was... she wanted HIM to be peaceful... to give him such a life, and was she even ready to burn in the hellfire...? Was he that lucky to have such a wife?
"Doesn't anyone know about it in his family?"
"They were blindfolded. They know NOTHING..."
"I didn't get you... how don't they know anything?"
"Will you believe if I say, I even treated his mental illness without anyone's knowledge? I brought his medicines with the help of my friend Meena from Tamilnadu. Do you know how quickly he improved? He became fond of me and got close to me. I felt relieved when the doctor said, he won't forget me if he got his memory back through the treatment. I planned to take him to Tamilnadu for the treatment too... but, the previous day, he slipped from the staircase and got his memory back... then everything changed..."
Sara saw Arnav writing something. He showed it to her. Sara nodded ok and asked,
"But why didn't you tell his family about the treatment?
"Aunty, I'm not in the condition to tell you about it..."
"Khushi, don't be careless. Don't keep everything hidden. Tell me why didn't you tell them about the treatment?"
Khushi was silent.
"Don't you trust me?"
"Not like that, aunty" Khushi sighed.
"Then tell me, Khushi... please..."
"Because the culprit is none other than his JEEJAJI"
Arnav was shocked to the core. He gulped hard knowing the truth. Though he had a slight doubt about Shyam he didn't expect he could be the main culprit.
"Whaaaaat? You mean, Shyam Jha?" Sara was shocked.
"Yes... only I and Aman Bhai, I mean, Arnavji's manager know that. We don't know for whom he did that. Aman Bhai is watching him outside RM whereas I'm watching him inside RM"
"Did you get anything?"
"I found out something but I don't have proof. But, I'm sure it's not just my guess. We handed over the doctor to the police who helped Shyamji to keep Arnavji mad"
"Why didn't you hand him over to the police along with the doctor?"
"We can't do that because the doctor is not a squeaker. He doesn't open his mouth about Jeeaji but accepted the guilt... and more than that, he is Di's husband. how could I break her heart?"
"But he is dangerous it seems"
"He can do nothing to Arnavji until I'm alive," she said sternly.
"You are risking your life, Khushi... understand ASR's ability. He will make everything alright"
"I know... but I don't want to give him the pressure of acting against his sister's husband. He loves his sister very much, aunty. How could he see his sister in tears?"
"Khushi, you just leave it on him. Let him decide what to do"
"I will try to tell him..."
"I want to see you happy with your husband, Khushi"
"Mmmm... I... I have some work aunty... I will call you later" she disconnected the call.
Sara looked at Arnav who was looking like a mixture of many emotions.
"I'm ready to help you to sort out your problem. You can call me any time if you want to do anything secretly" Sara said.
"I definitely need your help because this is more sensitive than I expected..." Arnav said.
"Anytime..."
"Shyam is the culprit but he didn't step into AR. He did nothing with my business. He didn't even take a penny from my savings. I don't know what's his intention. Being a lawyer, I think you can connect the dots. Could you please tell me, what Shyam could have done?"
"Sure... I will definitely analyze it and let you know"
"Thank you so much"
"Can I get your number?"
"Yeah..." Arnav shared his number.
Sara saved it and the next minute, Arnav's phone beeped with a message tone. He looked at Sara who sent the message.
"Give it a look," Sara said.
Arnav opened it and saw his and Khushi's wedding photo. Arnav saw himself in a half-white sherwani with half-closed eyes. Anjali and Lavanya were clutching him securely. Shyam was standing behind them whereas Khushi was sitting beside him, bowing down. He smiled at the pic.
"It was only me, who captured your photo without anyone's knowledge," Sara said.
"Thank you so much" Arnav smiled.
Sara was about to get down from the car,
"One minute, madam..." Arnav stopped her.
Sara looked at him.
"Thank you for your help. You have no idea what have you done to me... thank you so much"
"Khushi is a treasure anyone can get. She loves you from the bottom of her heart. Please take care of her."
"Khushi is my wife... she is my responsibility. I will take care of her. And... we will visit your place soon... as a couple"
"Thanks" Sara spilled a satisfactory smile and went.
Arnav leaned on the seat, closing his eyes. Khushi treated him alone without anyone's knowledge. How stupid he was thinking that his family treated him? When his family members were puppets in the arms of the evil, Khushi struggled to get out of his mental illness without any help. If she would not be done that for him, he might have been still caged in the grilled room of RM like an animal. How pathetic...!
How selfless his wife was...! how deep her love was...! what could he do to compensate for her love? Could he? No... never... when she was doing much more for him, he had been doubting her for lying about the rape scenario... how stupid? No doubt he would not have raped her but he would have definitely physically assaulted her. The stress she had must be equal to the rape tension. That incident should have made her feel low. Don't know what he did with her. Poor girl... she was struggling alone and he was playing with her emotions. He wanted to see her, right away. Gearing up the car, Arnav headed to RM... to meet his wife... to give his shoulders for her to lean on... to hug her as tight as possible.
To be continued...
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