Part 54 Why? (Longest update)
"She is a sisterly figure to me," Aman said hurriedly.
"Really? Then why did you talk opposite to it?"
"I just..."
"Tried to make me jealous?" he asked, smirking.
Aman was thunderstruck.
"I know she is a sisterly figure to you," Said Arnav with the same smirk.
"But how do you know...?"
"I saw your name on her mobile as AMAN BHAI" Arnav smiled.
"You saw her mobile...? But how? When?"
"Two days before, you got a call from Khushi's number... remember?"
"Haan..."
"Khushi talked nothing but only you... it was not Khushi but me who called you... you blurt out everything thinking that Khushi was on the other side"
Aman could not believe he talked not with Khushi but Arnav. And, he remembered very well what he talked about.
*Khushi... I heard you are going to come to AR with your HUSBAND...! What an epic moment...! See, ASR himself is ready to bring you to AR. I think we should not keep him in the dark for long... please tell him the truth Khushi. You don't know about his anger. He will get angry if he gets to know the truth. Please tell him that you are his wife...*
Aman was standing with his body full of sweat beads.
"ASR..."
"I blocked your number on Khushi's phone because I don't want you guys to discuss with each other about the phone call..."
Aman widened his eyes with shock.
"You pretended very well a few minutes ago, like, talking to Khushi..."
"ASR... I just..."
Arnav removed Khushi's phone from his pocket.
"Khushi's phone is with me," he said, making Aman shocked to the core.
"You guys are really good companions... with a good understanding... after all, she is MY WIFE..." said Arnav.
Aman was delighted, hearing the sentence from the great Arnav Singh Raizada... he was overwhelmed. In no time, Aman hugged Arnav.
"I'm sorry, ASR... I'm really sorry..."
Arnav tapped his back with a smile.
"Why didn't you guys tell me the truth that Khushi is my wife?"
"It's because you are ARNAV SINGH RAIZADA..." Aman said the same sentence that Khushi said.
Arnav rolled his eyes.
"ASR, you are a man who writes your own destiny. Your marriage has taken place without your consent... how could we get the courage to tell you the truth?"
"You should have gotten the courage... because it's a truth"
"ASR, there are many truths that can't be said just like that because you can't bear it"
"If you are talking about Shyam, I'm ready to bear it," Arnav said.
"Do... you... know about Shyam?" Aman stammered.
"Not only about Shyam but everything..."
"Everything means?" Aman wanted to know what Arnav knew about Shyam because he didn't want to blurt out anything.
"I was not in a coma stage... I had been a mental patient who ran mad with uncontrollable sexual feelings. Shyam was the one who kept me mad by using an evil medicine... I physically assaulted Khushi and she escaped from me using her timing sense. So, Di got her married to me giving one crore to her mother..."
"Do you know all of them?"
"I know... but I don't know the reason that why Shyam did that"
"Out of jealous... and possessiveness..."
"I didn't get you..." Arnav asked thoughtfully.
"He doesn't like Anjali giving more importance to you over him... he wants to be her first priority... he can't bear her avoidance. So, he decided to keep her away from you. If you behave wild, without any difference, she won't dare near you and stay away from you. So, he made your sexual hormones wild. His plan worked. Not only that, he tried to divert your complete attention by bringing an immoral woman to RM"
"What do you mean?"
"Yes, as you were suffocating with sexual feelings, he tried to get a woman to RM in the excuse of quenching it. but Anjali and Nani didn't agree to it... That was when you assaulted Khushi. Anjali got you married to Khushi making Shyam disappointed."
"How do you know about Shyam?"
"It's not me but Khushi found it... do you know how?"
Arnav nodded no.
"Anjali met with a fire accident yesterday..."
Arnav nodded yes.
"It was not truly an accident..."
"What does that mean?"
"It was Shyam who burnt her saree"
"Whaaaaat? But why?" Arnav was shocked to the core.
"Because she chose to wear YOUR saree avoiding Shyam's saree"
Arnav frowned wearily.
"He is that possessive on Anjali... this must be controlled, ASR... or else, Shyam would become mad"
"He is... already" Arnav gritted his teeth.
"Yes, so be careful"
"Did you get anything about who hit me?"
"I'm strongly suspecting Reena"
"Reena? Why?"
"Shyam kept your mental condition from the world so secretly... but she mocked me mentioning your mental illness. How did she know about you when it was secret?"
Arnav became thoughtful.
"You can get more details about Shyam from Khushi... (he paused for a while) Khushi is a nice girl, ASR..."
"She is hesitating to talk to me about Shyam"
"Hesitating means... did you talk to her already?" Aman asked unbelievably.
"What do you think?"
"Did you tell her that you know the truth?"
"Yup..."
"What did she do?"
"Excuse me... it's purely personal between me and my wife..."
Aman dropped his jaw.
That was when someone knocked on Aman's cabin door. Aman opened the door. He saw the assistant manager Jaffer standing, who got stuck, seeing Arnav in his cabin.
"Good morning, ASR..." he said stammered.
Arnav nodded his head. He looked at Aman and said,
"Everything is ready for the general body meeting, sir," he said glancing at Arnav.
"Did everybody come?" Aman asked.
"Yes, sir"
"You go... I will come"
Jaffer nodded ok and left. Arnav knew it was a weekly meeting that happened with all the department heads in AR.
"Finish the meeting and come to my cabin," Arnav said.
"Ok, ASR... I will come within a few minutes"
"Take your time," Arnav said.
Aman went to the conference room whereas Arnav came to the parking lot and opened the car door to get Khushi out of it. She got off the car.
"Shall we go?"
She nodded ok. Arnav got her to his cabin.
"This is my cabin," he said.
Khushi ran her eyes in his cabin smilingly.
"Nice..." she said.
Instead of taking his seat, Arnav leaned his back on his table, folding his hands.
"Doesn't it need any modification?" he asked.
Khushi nodded NO raising her brows.
"Why?"
"It's looking classy already... I don't think it needs modification"
"It's like as same as how it was six months ago... when the owner of the cabin changed from SINGLE into a FAMILYMAN, shouldn't his cabin also be changed?"
Khushi didn't know what to say as she didn't understand why he asked so. Arnav asked her that because he wanted to converse with her to get her casual.
"By the way, Khushi... would you always prefer saree?"
"Actually, when I was a college-going girl, I used to wear suits..."
"Why did you change your dressing habit after marriage?"
"Because saree is our traditional dress..."
"Traditional dress? Seriously, Khushi?" he smirked.
Khushi frowned. She looked at him, IS NOT IT TRADITIONAL DRESS?
"I too thought saree is a TRADITIONAL ATTIRE (he paused a while) until I saw you in saree"
Khushi looked at him bewildered.
"But now, I changed my impression... saree is the sexiest dress in the world..." Arnav said running his eyes on her, making Khushi's stomach mix up.
"Even a Bikini can't tempt a man, like, a low-hip saree does"
Khushi's hand automatically pulled the saree and covered her waist hurriedly.
Arnav moved towards her and stood looking at her face. Khushi slowly lifted her eyelashes and saw him.
"You are tempting me like hell, Khushi..." he whispered, making her sweat.
He palmed her cheek and Khushi clutched her saree tightly. Arnav pressed his lips on her forehead.
Suddenly, they heard a footstep sound near his cabin. Arnav took a step back from Khushi. Without knocking on the door, Aman opened it. He got stuck, seeing Khushi in Arnav's cabin. He became awkward for opening the door without knocking on it as he didn't expect her there.
"I'm sorry... I didn't expect..."
"Get in..." Arnav said.
Aman got in embarrassingly.
"Meet Mrs. Arnav Singh Raizada..." Arnav introduced Khushi to Aman.
They spared a glance and smiled.
"Did you bring Khushi with you?" Aman asked.
Arnav nodded yes.
"I'm glad to see you guys together," Aman said.
"As of now, no one needs to know that I know the truth"
Aman nodded ok.
"By the way, ASR... how do you know the truth?"
"First of all, a stranger told me that he met me in the Taj Mahal with my wife"
Khushi widened her eyes.
"Just the previous day, you said you took Khushi and Lavanya to the Taj Mahal... So, I went to the hospital and inquired the doctor about my coma stage. He said I got admitted to the hospital only for two days as I slipped from the stairs"
Aman looked at Khushi who was staring at Arnav blankly. how beautifully he had connected the dots...!
"And then, I met a very interesting person... Swaraj... Khushi's brother..."
Both Khushi and Aman were shocked.
"Did you meet Swaraj?" Asked Aman.
Arnav nodded yes.
"He came to RM to get money from his sister... he was drunk that time. He called me MENTAL..."
Khushi closed her eyes helplessly.
"He had no reason to know that I'm recovered... I got to know everything from him..."
"Why didn't you react?" Aman asked.
"I don't know why the hell you guys are hiding the truth from me... I thought my family is hesitant to tell me that, only because they took a decision in my life... but, Shyam changed my view talking about my marriage. He wanted me to get married to a rich girl... that was what made me think differently. I understood something must be wrong with him... but, I could not conclude anything because I could not think, he hates me."
Khushi looked at him shockingly, like, how do you know that? Arnav saw her shocking expression and answered.
"We just discussed about Shyam... he told me why Shyam hates me..."
"Yes, Khushi, I told ASR about the fire accident and the reason for Shyam's behavior"
"He is possessive on Di... he wants her complete attention... he wants to be her priority... everything is fine... but, why he doesn't want me to get united with my wife? Why does he try to make my mind ready for marrying a rich girl? If I get united with my wife, he will also get his wife's complete attention, right? He will get a lot of time with Di, if I became busy with my wife... then why does he play a dirty game with me?" Arnav frowned.
"Yeah... I too don't get that point" Aman said.
They looked at Khushi who was suffocating, fiddling with her saree pallu, looking down. They spared a glance contently.
"I think Khushi might have guessed the answers to all my questions..." Arnav said.
Khushi's hand stopped fiddling and looked at him bewildered.
To be continued...