The forced marriage Part 52

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Part 52:

 

Aman:-ASR !...please listen to me once…and then, you can do whatever you want…you can kill me if this is your wish…

Arnav pulled his collar aggressively:

Arnav:-talk!

He yelled…Aman hesitates and the, he said calmly:

-I know I did a mistake…it’s all my fault…I was…

-... you abuse of my kindness...

-NO! …ASR! of course not…I just love Anjeli…and she loves me too…

-Don’t talk about her…we are talking here, about you! ….did I stop you love her! But…but…damn it…should you make her pregnant?...my sister...and you haven’t even the right to do so …!!!!!!!!

Arnav pulled his collar more aggressively:

-this thought is enough to that I break your face, Aman!

-then do it if this will calm you, ASR!

-don’t taste my patience!

-I never wished to this to be like that, to be this way but it happened…we can’t change it!

-shut up! Shut up!...shut the f*** up damn it! And you’re supposed to be…to be my friend…you’re just…

-ASR…(Aman was a little surprised that Arnav is considering him like his friend, he never told him so, friendship and Arnav they don't work together...Aman was...he wants just to calm him, now)… I’m…sorry…sorry for all this…please let me fix all this…

-just get lost!

Arnav let off him, he wanted to go away to not do something that he will regret after…so, he walked away and then he returns …he can’t…can’t walk away like that…he’s just angry…

He looks at Aman…

ASR’s look…

And then…

He walks again towards him…

Suddenly…

He gives him…a punch but it was a strong one…

Some blood appears out of Aman’s mouth…

-that was really soft…I should have kill you!

He was about to leave the room…and Aman speaks:

-ASR!...tomorrow, I’m coming to ask for Anjeli’s hand…

Arnav looks again at him, giving him his angry look…but, Aman was determinate… if Arnav was ASR in that moment…Aman was a superman….he takes a deep breath…

-My parents are on their way…they will be here by tomorrow...and…(Arnav was silent) ASR…I think that you’re the one, maybe the only one able  to understand this…that’s why, I will repeat to you…I love Anjeli…I love her to the core!...I can understand you’re trying to protect her…but…don’t protect her from me, ASR!…because protecting her is your responsibility and mine too…

-oh! and who gives that right to protect her?

-I’m her …her would be husband….(he hesitates and then he murmurs) I’m the father of her child…

Arnav stares at him…

Aman has the Courage and his sincerity to defend him and …above all he’s saying the truth, the reality…

He can’t punish him for this…should he?

The door was half open…Arnav was about to react and he heard that everyone of the employees is back to his place and the lunch pause is over…the office is back to his dynamic state…Arnav couldn’t add anything or create any drama in the office…he decides to just disappear from there…

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In the car,

Arnav is driving…

Khushi couldn’t decipher his face’s expressions…angry yes, he was…but she thought, he’s more than angry…

Anjeli was with them, in the car…sitting in the behind…Wiping her tears…

Khushi turns to see her…worried…but she can’t talk to comfort her…she can’t do that in front of her husband…who was fuming…

When they come to RM…

Arnav walks directly to the main door…

He doesn’t talk or even look at any one, straight to his room…

Fortunately, ne one has saw Khushi holding Anjeli helping her to get in her room…

She installed her in the bed…covered her…

Anjeli still crying, silently…

Khushi gives her water…and caresses her hair…

Kh:-you know…it doesn’t arrange the baby if he feels that his maa is crying…

Anjeli looks at her and hugs her…

-what can I do without you? (Anjeli said , sobbing)

-Shhhh….it’s really not good…for you, now…everything is goanna be all right…you will see…just …stop crying, no one here, should see you like that…

Anjeli nodded…she wipes her tears…

-take some rest…Sleep a little…did you eat something?

-I’m not hungry

-this is not right!...just a minute…I will bring something light that you can eat and then sleep!

-Khushi…thank you…

-oh please don’t think me, understood?...I’m coming back…

Khushi was smiling, giving her some courage…she takes care of her and doesn’t leave her before she was sure she felled asleep!

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In the Arshi bedroom….

Arnav was also under the blanket…lying in the bed…he doesn’t change…he just want to relax a little

Closing his eyes…but how?...how to relax…

He doesn’t want to think about all this mess… how can we react if our sister is pregnant without even being married…he doesn’t believe in all this…but…here!...it’s a little weird… he was dreaming that he will, himself, giving her sister the best marriage ever…he will himself choose her partner, and himself give his agreement…and once she’s married, she can be pregnant…not before that!

Yes…here…he’s reacting like a traditional man…like he was her father…

Yes….he is…

He is her father…damn it…

Anjeli…his Anjeli is his responsibility and now another man is reclaiming this like it was his right to take her, to protect her…

But the way Aman gives those last sentences…

Looking straight in his eyes with that blood in his mouth…

And the way Arnav doesn’t have anything to say about that…

After all, Aman was the Man…

He did it…makes Arnav silent…

-you’re sleeping!

He heard her voice…soft voice…Khushi’s voice…

Khushi stands besides Arnav who was closing and lying in the bed…

She sits beside him…

Kh:-I know you’re not sleeping…

Slowly, Arnav opens his eyes…he said:

-No! I’m not!

She puts her hand on his cheek and leaned to kiss his forehead…

She knows he doesn’t need any word, he don’t want to talk but…maybe he needs her presence…

Arnav takes her hand and kisses her palm…closing his eyes while kissing…

He holds that hand…and he gives her some space to lay with him in the bed…

She takes off her sandals and lay on the bed…he takes her in his warm arms…

Arnav:-it’s so difficult to be a good brother…

Khushi looks up to him:

-but…nothing is difficult for Arnav singh raizada, right?

-well…here…I’m not sure…

-Arnav! You’re a good brother…there is no doubt…but…it’s just… you should accept that things can’t be always under our control…

He looks at her…fascinated…she comes to the point…she reads him…she knows him…always…only her, she could understand him…she saw the worst and the best of him…who else then her could know him the way she do….

Khushi:-I know you don’t want to all this to happen this way…you planed a perfect future to your sister…and this is what a good brother should do. But Arnav…when we think about it…she will have that perfect future but seems like destiny wanted to make that quick…when we think about it…we are talking about Anjeli and Aman…both are mature…both can handle it…both have the courage to tell you the truth and have assure you that they can assume their responsibility…by their marriage decision…

Khushi was talking to him…convincing him…calming him…

He was looking at her…while she’s talking…listening to her...sometimes her words revolt him when she talks about Aman positively and sometimes her words calm him because she knows how to say the right words…and he finished asking himself why he’s acting like that…

Kh:-I wish I had a brother who would worry for me the way you do!

Ar:-if you had a brother like me…he would have killed me…

-what?...why?

-because I forced you to marry me…I was harsh and brutal with you…I was…

But, he couldn’t complete because she cuts him:

-you said it: you was…was…now…you’re the best husband ever…                                                                     

-even, I wished to our marriage to happen differently…if I could change that…if I could just delete that …if…

-I have already forget that…and you know why?...because your love make me forget that…only you, your attention, your care, your love…(she looks at him, she wants him to smile, now that this thought makes him suddenly serious and a little sad, she even saw the guiltiness in his eyes)…your…kisses…also…makes me forget…

Yes…he smiles…she makes him smile…despite everything…

 Without thinking, she looks down shyly:

-I love your smile…

She murmured…

That was it for Arnav…

He holds her chin…making her look at him…

-so… (he said with his husky voice)… …you come with my lunch…you give me a gift…you calm me down…that was ok for me…but  you love my smile…and you’re now talking about my kisses…I think here…I should react to all this….

Khushi blushes and bits him playfully:

-stop it!

But his hand is now touching her bare side waist…

His gaze in now on her lips…then on her neck…wearing his pearl necklace and the mangalsutra…and then her cleavage, where the mangalsutra chain was sleeping there…and lying like that…even the blouse gives him a charming view of her milky, soft skin…

Khushi noticed where his eyes are travelling and could see both his fascination (like it was the first time he saw her) and his desire (always that dark desire which make all whole body shivering…)

-No!

She said and she was about to get up…

But she was in his arms….in his bed…he has just to bring her closer to him…his only need is have her in his arms right at that moment…so, he’s not going to let her go…

-Khushi…stay!

He ordered, seriously, firmly and she stops pushing him to look in his eyes…

An ocean…she was afraid to drown there…

Shyly…she hides her face on the hook of his neck…

He kisses in between her hair…

He caresses her hair and then his hand travelled on her back…

He starts unbuckling her blouse node…

She jerked:

-Arnav…no…no…it’s afternoon time…time for the afternoon tea…I should go downstairs!

Arnav is not ready to listen…

He touches her lips…with his fingers and then leaned to pose a peck…another one and another one and then he takes her lips…into a passionate, soft kiss…Khushi pulled the collar of his shirt…it gives him the desire to transform the soft kiss into an aggressive one…he, literally, eat her lips…Khushi has the impression that he’s tasting them…every kiss seems to be like it was the first…he suck and lick her lips…like it was his first time….like he’s discovering anew the softness of her kiss ….the sweetness of her lips...

-what was that? You’re using a new balm stick?

Khushi murmurs:

-No…it was the same…I usually use…

-thought it was a different one…it’s tasty…

Khushi smiles…

Arnav:-what?

-Arnav…this balm is a natural one…it doesn’t taste anything!

-oh…really?...then…why your lips have a fruity taste?

Khushi smiles shyly….

Kh:-can I go downstairs, now?

She asks him…

Arnav hugs her…

-Arnav…please…no, I’m…

She stops as she was feeling that his hands are now trying to tie the node of her blouse, the same that he was untying it…he places a kiss on her shoulder…

-fine…if this is your wish….

He said while his thumb is caressing her lips…like he was deleting the trace of his kiss…but her lips was already red…

-Khushi?

-mmmm…

-how she is?

She knows he’s talking about Anjeli…

-she’s fine…I make sure she eat and she’s sleeping…

-and…she’s…pregnant…I mean…of course….she’s suffering, now…

-No…Arnav…it’s ok…having a baby didn’t hurt…

Khushi smiles to assure him…

-I know but…this is the first time and …

Khushi capped his face...

-it's ok…I’m sure she will manage with that…becoming a mother is not an easy matter but she's Anjeli...she's courageous...but for now...she just needs…you to …forgive her and Aman

Arnav looks at Khushi…

-did I have another option?!!

He said a little disappointed…that he can't do anything about that...he can't not forgive to those two stupid people as they simply love them ...

Khushi holds his hand…she was very happy, he finally accept the idea…but she wanted to tease him…

Kh:-No…as you will become, soon…uncle Arnav! Cute? Isn’t it?

Excited …she pinched his cheek…

Arnav was looking at her with wide eyes…a little shocked…

-‘’Uncle Nanav…play with me! Come on!’’ (Khushi was talking like a baby)...and then…you have to take him on your back and runs with him on your back all over the mansion…

Khushi giggled…

Arnav was looking at her …now, amused…imagining that…imagining his little nephew already and in his heart…he was not feeling anything but this thought…

He’s another man with her…thinks to her...

Again…her magic is working….

Again…she proves that she was the Khushi of his life…his Khushi…

Khushi kisses his cheek and get up…

Before she leave the room…

-you want me to bring your cup of tea here?

Arnav thinks a little and then looks at her…

-No…bring three cups of tea in Anjeli’s room!