87 Epilogue
Epilogue
Arnav's plan worked. RM became busy with Lavanya's wedding preparations. That kept Anjali busy. She didn't even get time to think about anything beyond Lavanya's wedding. The rituals of the wedding started taking place one by one up to MEHNDI.
Arnav came from the office as usual. Khushi brought him coffee as usual. She forwarded the cup to him who just came from the washroom, getting fresh. He saw Khushi's mehndi-filled hands.
"Wow... The MEHNDI LOOKS BEAUTIFUL mehndi in your hands" Note the point, he didn't say 'YOUR HANDS LOOK BEAUTIFUL WITH MEHNDI'
Khushi smiled. Arnav took the cup from her hand. That was when he saw HIS name on her palm. He held her hand gently and gave it a look.
"I never know my name could look so attractive," he said.
"Arnavji, what happened to you? You are flattering me a lot?"
"you make me FLAT... so, I'm flattering..."
Arnav thought something, he pulled Khushi towards him who sat next to him jolting.
"Don't you feel bad, seeing the marriage rituals that you didn't enjoy at the time of your marriage?" Arnav asked.
"What about you? You don't even know when you got married" she chuckled.
"I'm not so attached to such rituals and all but you"
"I performed all the rituals at the time of our wedding"
"Is it?" Arnav raised his brows.
"Yeah... I wrote your name on my mehndi too"
"Did your mother or Di force you?"
"No one forced me. Di sent the beautician to GH to draw mehndi on my palms. She asked my permission to write your name. I permitted"
"What kind you are Khushi? Did you write a mental's name in your palm?"
Without thinking, Khushi hit his shoulder.
"I already warned you don't use the word"
"You are the biggest mental than me you know"
Khushi dropped her jaw.
"Then what? I didn't even know what was happening with me... and you wrote my name on your palm?"
"You didn't know what was happening but I knew. To register the reality in my mind that you are my husband, I wrote your name in my palm. If you name me mental for my act, I don't mind"
Gathering her in his arms, he made her sit in his lap, he bit her jawline slightly, making her hiss. Khushi looked at him caressing her jawline.
"Whenever you take my side, it feels like biting you... lovingly" he dashed her forehead with his.
Khushi smiled closing her eyes.
"Don't you feel to bite me...?"
Pinching his lower lip, Khushi said, making his brows go up.
"I often thought to bit your lip" she bit it slightly making Arnav dumbfounded.
He gazed at her, could not understand that he was not dreaming. Khushi tried to get off with a giggle, and Arnav gripped her.
"Then why didn't you bite me when I asked you?"
"Did you ask me this way?"
Arnav rolled his eyes.
"Crazy man..." She pinched his cheek making him smile at her lovingly.
........
Aman and Lavanya's wedding was over. Aman hugged Arnav.
"Thank you, ASR..."
Arnav smiled. He looked at Khushi who gave him a cover. Taking it from her, Arnav gave it to Lavanya.
"Wish you happy married life"
"Why is this, Bhai? You are the one who is doing everything for me. Adding to it, this gift..." Lavanya asked.
"It must be something special, Lavanya. That's why Chotte gives you" Nani said.
Arnav nodded yes. Lavanya became curious. She opened the cover and found an individual villa document in it. She looked at him with disappointment. More than Lavanya, Aman was disappointed.
"What's this, ASR?" He asked painfully.
They thought Arnav didn't want them to be in RM just like Anjali did. That was why he was sending them to the new villa.
"Don't think much guys... Aman has a little sister. He would wish to settle her down. He too wishes to give her property when she gets married. He will do it if he has an option. That's why I help him."
Lavanya hugged Arnav gladly.
"Thank you, Bhai..."
Raizadas sent off Lavanya and Aman with a lot of drama. Arnav rolled his eyes as usual which made Aman smile.
Night
Khushi bit Arnav's cheek and smiled.
"Someone seems in a mood..." Arnav chuckled.
"I'm so impressed by your trust in Aman Bhai"
"Khushi, I don't want to get into the trap called trust."
"What do you mean?"
"I don't think it's necessary to trust anyone because trust increases expectations. No expectations, no disappointments... Right?" he removed his coat and was about to throw it on the recliner, his hand stopped, hearing Khushi's question.
"Won't you trust me too?"
Arnav looked at her, throwing the coat on the recliner. He came to her taking a long step and clutched her shoulders.
"Khushi, I'm talking about people around me... You won't come into the list"
"Am I not AROUND you?"
"You are INSIDE me" he touched his heart.
Khushi became emotional and hugged him. Arnav embraced her.
"Won't I disappoint you?" She asked raising her head.
"Will you disappoint me?" He questioned her back, looking at her.
Khushi nodded no and again leaned on his chest. Arnav smiled pleasantly.
Six months later
AR
Arnav walked with Aman to the conference hall. That was when he got a call from Khushi. Arnav attended it.
"Khushi, I have an important meeting now, I will call you later" he was about to disconnect the call, but he stopped hearing, as
"Arnavji..." Came from Khushi nervously.
"What happened, Khushi?"
"Di got a labor pain. We are taking her to the hospital" she disconnected the call.
Arnav looked at Aman.
"What happened ASR?"
"Di got pain. Cancel the conference" He rushed towards the parking lot.
After passing the orders to the team head hurriedly, Aman also headed to the hospital.
Anjali delivered a cute girl baby after a struggle. A nurse brought the baby to Raizadas who were waiting outside the labor room restlessly. Khushi took the baby in her arms with happy tears. The family became delighted, seeing the baby.
Khushi gave the baby to Arnav who nodded NO hurriedly.
"Why Arnavji?"
"No no... I can't take her. It's a risk" he said.
"Arnavji, will you say the same for our baby too?" Khushi asked in a feeble tone.
Arnav rolled his eyes smiling. His smile got vanished, seeing Khushi pressing her head.
"Khushi... Khushi, what happened?"
Nani took the child from her hand. Arnav pulled her on his chest. He tapped her cheek panicking.
"Khushi, tell me, damn it"
"Anything wrong?" A doctor who crossed the path asked.
"She fainted..." Arnav said.
The doctor checked her pulse.
"She is pregnant," the doctor said.
Arnav was speechless.
"You have no choice other than lifting a kid, ASR. Get used to it." Aman smiled.
Arnav smiled at Khushi lovingly.
"Just now, you talked about our baby, and here... He came" Arnav said.
Khushi blushed with a cute smile.
"Lavanya, you stay at RM and take care of Khushi and Anjali," Aman said.
Lavanya nodded ok.
"No need... I will take care of them" Arnav said.
"ASR, you don't even know how to pick a baby. Then how would you take care of them?" Aman teased.
"Maybe, but Nani will help me"
Nani nodded yes smiling.
"Chotte is right. We will manage" she said.
Arnav Singh Raizada does what he says. He said he would take care of them and he did the same. He took care of them. It was not so hard for him because both Khushi nor Anjali didn't trouble him. They just did what he said. More than that, Khushi helped Anjali for the first few months of her pregnancy and Anjali helped Khushi after that. The understanding they had in them moved their life smoothly.
A few months later
Raizadas were waiting outside the labor room. Even Anjali was there with her eight months baby but we could not see Arnav with them. He was not there. Where was he? Where did he go leaving Khushi in this condition? Arnav and leaving Khushi in this stage? No way...
He was with Khushi in the labor room. He was holding her hand and was in a severe passion. Arnav never felt so helpless as he did that day. Khushi's painful face killed him literally.
He took a peaceful breath only after she delivered the baby. Arnav was requested to leave the labor room for the further process. Arnav came out and sat on the chair with a thud. The women understood the reason for his state whereas Aman was panicked, seeing his reddened eyes and worry-filled face.
"What happened ASR? Is Khushi alright?" Aman asked.
"I don't know whether I should say she is alright"
"What do you mean?"
"She just took a rebirth. After she faced the killer pain, how can I say she is fine? This is torture... This is the real torture..."
"But, every woman is crossing this phase in their life"
"It doesn't mean it's easy. I don't think you and I could bear such pain, Aman..."
"Relax ASR..."
"The government should pass the order that the husband should be with his wife at the time of her delivery. It will solve and avoid many problems in the family. No man will dare to betray his wife after seeing her struggle. At least, the ratio will decrease for sure"
Aman gulped down. He never witnessed Arnav in such a vulnerable state. It was enough for Aman to understand how Khushi would have struggled.
That was when the nurse came with the cutest bundle. Without thinking of anything, Arnav took the baby in his arms. All of them spared a glance.
"Men should not find excuses to skip to do their duty. Men are equally responsible in bringing up the child" Arnav kissed the baby's forehead.
He waited to meet Khushi as if he was going to meet her after ages. When Khushi shifted to the room, Arnav rushed to her and hugged her.
"I'm sorry... I troubled you a lot from the beginning"
Khushi smiled on his shoulder weakly.
"What happened to Arnav Singh Raizada?"
Arnav broke the hug and kissed her hair saying nothing. Khushi
"Did you see him?" Khushi asked looking at the baby who was sleeping in the cradle.
Arnav picked him in his arms, making Khushi wonder.
"You picked him..."
"Already did... This is the second time"
Khushi raised her brows.
"He looks so cute just like you"
"I want him to be like you," she said.
"Then he will search for a girl like you and get disappointed because no one is like you"
"Why I'm feeling that you are overemotional today?" Khushi asked smiling.
Keeping the baby in her lap, Arnav circled her shoulders closing his eyes.
"Stop being so vulnerable, Arnavji. It makes me feel like biting you" she chuckled.
Arnav flipped his lip and nodded his head, like, go ahead. Khushi cupped his face smilingly and pecked his lip, making him smile.
The End.
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