53 Plan Backfired
Part 53 Plan Backfired (Long Update)
In the meanwhile,
Anjali and Nani went to Pandit's place. The Pandit predicted the consequence of the fire accident using Cowrie. He calculated something with its counting. Anjali and Nani were looking at him all tensed.
"It's indeed critical... You are going to face a storm in your life." Pandit told Anjali.
"What are you saying, Panditji?" Nani almost shivered.
"Jee, Maaji... She is going to get the biggest shock of her life. It will change her life upside down. She should be ready to face anything"
"What do you mean, Panditji?" Anjali asked fearfully.
"Yes, beta... because of you, your Mayka will face problems. It won't stop just like that... it will burst out like a volcano"
Anjali and Nani became horrified.
"Can't we do any redemptions to avoid such problems, Panditji?"
"It's too late... this is not time to think about redemption... but to get ready to face the consequence"
Anjali gulped down hard.
"To reduce the harshness of the problem, you should light a lamp with the mixture of FIVE OILS (mixture of Neem, Ghee, Caster, Mahuwa, and coconut oil) in your Pooja room every morning. After lighting the lamp only, you should eat anything"
"I will surely do that, Panditji," Anjali said.
The Panditji nodded ok. They stood up.
"One minute, beta..." the Pandit stopped her.
Anjali looked at him.
"Concentrate on your own life... you could have avoided many problems if you had done that" the Pandit said.
"What does that mean, Panditji?"
"Your previous behavior was the reason for all the problems you are going to face. Just do what I said"
Anjali nodded ok and they left the place.
Anjali and Nani got inside the car. Anjali laid on Nani's lap and cried.
"I think Chotte will get angry with me for making him married to Khushi, without his consent, Nani. What will I do if he refused to accept Khushi as his wife? What if he hates me for making him married to Khushi? I can't tolerate if Chotte hates me, Nani"
Anjali thought she was the root cause of the problem. She was unable to suspect the other way, especially about Shyam.
"Relax Anjali bitiya, happened is happened... we can't change it. however, we should have to face it..."
"I'm scared, Nani..."
"I wanted to tell Chotte about his wedding because he got to know Khushi is married"
"Whaaaat? When? How?"
"He saw her mangal sutra it seems..."
"Hey, Devi Maiya..."
"Haan, I wanted to tell Chotte. But now, I don't think we could do it right away. You do what the Pandit said for one week. After that, we will talk to Chotte..."
"Ok, Nani..."
"Until then, don't say anything to anyone about Panditji's prediction"
Anjali nodded ok.
RM
Arnav stood keeping Khushi in his arms circle. Khushi could not believe that she was in her husband's arms. She could not believe Arnav accepted her as his wife. Though he didn't remember anything that happened between them he accepted her. How great he was...! She had seen him looking at her with an intensive gaze. Did he do that knowing the truth? She bit her lip blushing.
They again heard a calling bell sound.
"Arnavji... someone is at our doorstep," Khushi said.
Arnav broke the hug and nodded yes.
"Khushi, you go to Lavanya's room. I will open the door. Don't forget... your reaction should be according to what I talk to others"
She nodded ok and rushed to Lavanya's room. Arnav came downstairs and opened the door. He got stuck, seeing Shyam. He too got stuck, seeing Arnav. Both of them, composed themselves and started talking casually not showing their dissatisgfaction.
"Hi, Arnav... I didn't see you in the morning"
"Just went for a long drive"
"Don't anyone at home?"
"Don't know... I just came home" Arnav said.
"Oh..."
"Do you know where are others?"
"Rani Sahiba said she will go to meet Panditji"
"Oh..."
At the same time, Anjali came with Nani. Anjali smiled at them.
"Di, are you alright?" Arnav asked seeing her dull face.
Nani nagged her meaningfully. Anjali composed herself.
"I'm alright Chotte..."
"Chotte, did you eat anything?" Nani asked.
"Not yet, Nani... I just come home"
"Oh..."
They saw Khushi coming from Lavanya's room.
"Khushi, how is Lavanya?"
"She is fine, Di. She is sleeping"
Anjali walked to her room.
"Di... I'm thinking of going to AR" Arnav said.
"Ok... Chotte... but you said, you will take Khushi with you. Will you?" Anjali said.
"Oh yes, Di. By the way, is Khushi married?" he asked.
Shyam looked at him with sparkling eyes whereas Anjali suffocated.
"Haan..." Anjali said.
"I can't believe she is married..."
Khushi bowed down gulping down.
"What is your husband doing, Khushi?" Arnav asked intentionally.
"Oh... he is a businessman," she said the truth.
"Ohh... that's great... but why do you want to earn, if he is a businessman?"
"I'm not in talking terms with my husband," Khushi said in a feeble tone.
"What does that mean?"
"I'm not staying with my husband"
Anjali and Nani felt bad for her.
"But why?"
"Oh..." she pretended, like, hesitating to tell her problem.
"Ok, leave it... you should have some personal issues with your husband..." Arnav said as he didn't want to deepen the issue.
"Khushi, Chotte is going to AR. You to go with him" Anjali said.
Khushi nodded ok.
"I will bring my certificates" she went to her room.
"I will bring my coat" Arnav went to his room to not only bring his coat but also Khushi's mobile. Taking it from his room, he kept it in his pant pocket.
They brought what they wanted and left RM. Shyam felt relieved as Arnav got to know that Khushi was married. Here on, he won't even spare a glance of her. He supposed.
In car
"I know you are not staying with your husband... but, are not you on talking terms with your husband?" he asked teasingly.
"I just said that to make them believe..."
"I know..."
"Why don't you want me not to tell them that you know the truth?" she asked.
"I heard something... I wanted to get confirmation whether it's true or not. Until I find the truth, I don't want them to know the truth"
Khushi gulped down hard. She could not understand how to tell Arnav about Shyam. What if he didn't trust her? Or what if he created a scene in RM? She bit her nail anxiously. As she was going to AR, she might get time to discuss it with Aman. He would help her to sort it out. Khushi believed.
"Khushi..."
"Mmmm?"
"Be careful... you may bite your finger instead of your nail in tension"
Khushi pulled her hand down. Arnav stopped the car at the signal. There were thirty-two seconds for RED to turn into GREEN. Freeing himself from the seatbelt, Arnav turned toward Khushi. She felt awkward as he gazed at her piercingly, without talking anything. Khushi was suffocated by his action.
"Whaaat... are... you doing?" She stammered.
"Just looking at my wife"
"Why?"
"I don't think I can get a chance to gape at her at home"
"But why do you gape at me?"
"Just feeling to..."
Khushi gasped awkwardly. Taking her palm, he kissed her knuckle, making her swallow. Arnav saw sweat beads on her cheek.
"Are you scared?" he asked raising his brows.
She nodded no. Arnav wiped the sweat bead on her forehead. Khushi blinked her eyes panting.
Arnav looked at the signal as the vehicles started blowing horns. Sitting straight, he started the car. Khushi smiled with a blush.
Arnav stopped the car in the AR parking lot.
"Khushi, you have to wait here for a while until I come and take you inside...ok?"
Khushi nodded ok.
Arnav got down from the car and strode inside.
AR
Aman was thinking about Khushi's statement about Shyam. He wanted to talk to Arnav about Shyam. Before that, he wanted to tell him that Khushi was his wife. There was a plan in his mind to implement it. He decided to do that by making Arnav jealous. He witnessed Arnav getting irritated when he moved with Khushi closely. So, he thought it would work... unaware of the truth that Arnav already got to know about their brother and sister relationship.
Through the glass door, Aman saw Arnav getting in. He got alerted. Taking his mobile, he put it in silent mode and pretended like he was talking to Khushi. Poor guy, he didn't know Khushi's mobile was with Arnav and his number was blocked on Khushi's mobile.
Arnav opened his room door and saw him talking on the phone, facing his back.
"Ohof, Khushi... you are so mean..." he laughed.
Arnav shrank his eyes, seeing his acting. He stood folding his hands, leaning on the glass door. Aman turned around and saw Arnav.
"ASR..." he said closing the phone end, as if, he saw Arnav just now.
"I will talk to you later, Khushi" he acted like disconnecting her call.
"Was that Khushi's call?" Arnav asked without any expression on his face.
"Yes, ASR..."
"Why did she call you?"
"It's not Khushi but me who called her"
Arnav smiled inwardly. How beautifully his friend was lying...! Damn... How could he call her when he blocked his number on Khushi's phone? He understood what Aman was trying to do. What would Aman do if he turned the table? Won't Aman's expression be worth watching?
"Oh..."
"She is a good refresher you know?" Aman said observing Arnav's expression.
"Ohh really...?"
"I feel relaxed whenever I talk to her"
"Mmm...?"
Aman didn't find any change in Arnav's face that he least expected. Arnav looked so cool.
"I'm happy seeing you close to Khushi. finally, you got a good companion it seems..." Arnav said casually, noticing Aman's facial expression that changed into a horrified one.
"You are right. Khushi is a nice girl... I'm happy seeing you happy with her. Getting an understanding person in our life is what everyone needs" Arnav said coolly.
Aman sensed that the matter was getting diversion terribly. Didn't he see jealousy on Arnav's face the other day? Then what happened to him today? What if his drama backfired? It seemed Arnav misunderstood their relationship... No doubt, his plan backfired. Oh my God... He gulped down hard.
"No no, ASR... what you are thinking is not true..." he tried to hold it on.
"What I'm thinking? Is not Khushi a nice girl?" Arnav asked frowning.
"No no... she is indeed a nice girl"
"Then, about what you are talking about?"
"She is not my companion in the way you are thinking"
"Arrey... just now you said you feel delighted talking to her...?"
"Yeah... but not in the sense you understood that"
"In what sense I understood that?"
"ASR... we are just... I mean..."
"Relax Aman... why are you panicking? What's wrong if you like her? I will talk to her if you are interested in her"
That sentence made Aman horrified.
"No no... ASR... Khushi is a sisterly figure to me..." Aman said hurriedly, with a horrific expression.
Hearing that, Arnav smirked. Aman was bewildered seeing that.
To be continued...
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