what l made you become

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Five years later

The doors of the jet opened and a man stepped out. He was dressed in an all black three piece suit. His assistant followed him and sat beside him in the car." Is everything ready" "Yes your company awaits they kept it running smoothly and it is still the best" "And my clothes" "All the clothes in your wardrobe will be replaced with the exact you are wearing right now no jeans or any bright coloured clothes" "Are there any problems from the gang I should worry about" "No everything is in order. Are we going to the penthouse or" "No we are going to the place where it all began after all I should thank them for what I became" he watched the sinister smirk that appeared on his boss's face. Only one thought occupied his mind what monster had they created.

Khushi stared at the picture of her contract husband. Well he was not a contract husband since she had signed papers making them legally married. She remembered how the great ASR had gone on his knees and begged for forgiveness and another chance and apologised. It was after she had gone to her room and cried her eyes out that she had thought everything over that she realised he was ASR he did not believe in love he loved his sister very much and he did not want to hurt her so he married the girl he liked to save his di and keep her close to him. He had dealt with the issue the way he knew how but that didn't mean he could treat her the way he had. She promised herself to speak to him the following day. The conversation never happened her husband had vanished and so had his ever loyal assistant. Even nk and lavanya did not know where he was. Khushi stayed as the raizada bahu. Whenever she looked at his empty side she would cry to sleep. She knew he had loved her but could never say it. She had broken her already broken husband after all his entire family had disowned him even the sister he had done all this for. Khushi regretted not giving him another chance. Maybe if she had her niece would see her uncle. He was not there for nk and La's wedding.

Everyone was eating dinner when the door bell rang. HP opened it to get the shock of his life. He stood aside to let them in. " hp who is at the door"anjali called out. The guest walked to the dining table where everyone got a shock. Khushi dropped her spoon. He stared at her. She was wearing an ankharli suit with the mangalsutra around her neck and sindoor Marking her partition. He felt a spark that he immediately squashed down. "Really di is that the way to welcome your long lost brother back home" he asked mockingly. Khushi was the first to recover. "Please take a seat you too amanji". The family watched as their eldest daughter in law served their lost family member as if the norm. 

Arnav had expected the shocked faces but not the presence of his wife. He had been shocked to see her still wearing the wedding chain he had forcibly tied to her neck and the sindoor. He hadn't expected his sister's reply. The shock came from his wife she had urged him and aman to sit and had served them as well. "Mami" he heard his niece call khushi. Of course he had heard that payash had a child. "Yes Adi" "Is that mamu arnav" "yes". Arnav watched as she jumped out of her chair and jumped into his arms." I missed you mamu no one wanted to tell me about you but mami khushi would tell me about you all the time. No one talks to her any more except mommy NK and aunty la because she likes talking about you. She cries a lot too and has nightmares too. Sorry I talk too much I just want her to smile like aunty la says she used to not the fake one".she whispered into his neck. Dinner continued as a silent affair. As soon as it was done arnav watched as every one left including his niece.

He watched as his wife and hp cleaned up. "Amanji come I will show you your room". Arnav followed and went to his room. Nothing had changed. He opened the closet only his clothes were present. Last time khushi occupied the other half. If she had been living in his room for the last five years where were her things. As he continued looking around he spotted her bags arranged in a corner. Maybe he wasn't the only one who had changed in the last five years. He changed for bed and went to the poolside. He watched as she went to the gathered bags and pulled out her clothes. She soon returned and took a pillow from the bed and a blanket from the closet. Was she planning on making him sleep on the recliner he wondered. He watched as she slept there. The bed smelled like her. So she had slept in his bed but because he was back she didn't.

It was the middle of the night when he was awoken by whimpering. He sat up and watched as his wife suffered from nightmares. He got closer and heard her mumbles. "Arnavji.........I'm sorry......I........wrong........I'm..........wrong.....sorry......please.......don't hate me...........sorry....... Khushi bad........Arnavji". He watched as tears fell down her cheeks. So she regretted. He caressed her cheek soothing her back to sleep. He wondered if she would beg him for forgiveness and how far she was willing to go. He smirked to himself as she relaxed. He knew his wife she would do anything he asked because she was selfless and she loved him.'Don't worry too much khushi I forgave you a long time ago but you will have to suffer for what you did'. He placed a kiss on her forehead and went back to sleep wondering how his wife would act tomorrow.