Hello dear friends,
Thank you for your patience. I was stuck in some personal work. I hope you all will forgive me for the delay.
One more important thing. Please do read the note before starting reading the next part, as the note is related to the last update.
Note :
I, mistakenly, wrote about not finding Shyam in the previous update, totally forgetting about the fact that I had already written about Shyam and his punishment in one of my early updates. One of my readers reminded me of that. Thank you for reminding me.
I hope you will forgive me for the mistake. I will change it.
Now let's get to the story.
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RM [STUDY] :
After some discussion, Aman was about to leave, when Arnav said, "Ammy, I want Anirudh Malohtra in front of me tomorrow first thing in the morning in my office". Aman looked at him with disbelief and said, "tomorrow morning? Would you go to the office tomorrow? Your wedding took place just two days ago and your reception would be in two days, and you're telling me that you would go to the office now for all this? What bhabi would think, Arnie? Have you gone totally crazy or what"? Aman berated him mildly. "I am doing this only for your bhabi Ammy. I am doing everything only to punish her culprits. And for that, it is crucial to meet Anirudh". His face turned serious. Aman sighed loudly, "I know Arnie, but you should spend some time with bhabi as of now, don't you think? This time would never come back in your life. Bhabi's marriage did not happen like every girl always dreams. I agree you tried everything so that she could perform all the rituals, but performing the rituals is not the only thing in marriage, Arnie! Every girl has some dreams about her marriage, about her future husband. Every girl started to knit dreams from the time her marriage got fixed until the marriage itself. They go through a different feeling during this time. But bhabi did not even get a chance to experience all that. Now, if you snatch away this time from her too, then what would be left for her in the name of wedding memories, did you think for a second? Only memories of a forced marriage which she had to do to save the honor of her family and father? And what about you? Didn't you want to spend time with bhabhi? Arnie, you waited for her and this time together for ages. And now you're wasting time in all this bullshit? We could handle all this after your reception too, brother. Now go and spend time with bhabhi". Aman tried to put some brain in his friend's mind.
Arnav heard what Aman said and understood as well, but he was still reluctant to let this go. He had a nagging feeling that if he did not do anything right, then it would be too late, and he would rather not take any chances with those people. He took a heavy breath and said, "I understand Ammy but this meeting with Anirudh is important before Sheetal escape from there successfully. I wanted something in my hand before I permanently dealt with those mother daughter duo. Shyam ka toh jo karna tha woh mein kar chuka hu, ab in teeno ki baari" ["Shaym's matter was done, now it's time for mother-daughter duo".] The dispassion and unsympathy in his voice shuddered Aman. He knew his friend. If he thought to do something once, no one could deter him from doing that. He (Aman) took a shuddering breath and said, "okay then, Anirudh Malhotra would be in front of you". Saying that, he was about to leave when Arnav again called him and stated, "not only him Ammy, I want ALL his dark secret. Alright"? Aman nodded and left to complete his job.
After Aman left, Arnav went to look for Khushi. He knew Aman was right, that he should spend some quality time with Khushi but what could he do, he wanted to remove all the hurdles which could stand in the way of his Pari's happiness. He would rather not delay in doing so. Furthermore, he wanted to give his Pari a happy, carefree and stress-free life without any hindrance. That's why all this was essential. But spending time with Khushi was equally important now, as Aman was right, he could not snatch these little pieces of happiness from her. He was looking for her thinking all these when a teasing voice of his dad broke his reverie, "oh, Chote Maharaj! Where were you going in such a hurry"? Arnav rolled his eyes at his father's teasing and asked desperately, "Where is Khushi, dad"?
Sr. Raizada, smirked at his son's desperation and thought to tease him a bit. He rubbed his hands together mischievously as he didn't get much opportunity to tease his son. So how could he let this chance go? So he asked, making his face serious, "hmm, Khushi, haan? Look at him Ratna, your Chote is no longer yours. Earlier, when he used to come down in the morning, the first thing he used to ask was, where is Mamma? And now your son asked about his wife instead of you first thing in the morning. Oh God, what a day you have to see, Ratnaa"? Aditya Raizada held his heart and sighed dramatically. At first Arnav, Ratna and Subhadra Devi were getting confused when he started talking, but then they rolled their eyes seeing his drama. "If you're now done with your drama, then could you please tell me now, where is my wife"?
Ratna and Subhadra Devi were trying to control their laughter somehow listening to their banter, but Aditya gasped, "did you just call my concern for your mother as drama? How could you Chote? Look at your Chote, Ratna"? Before Ratna could say anything, his mother (Subhadra Devi) slapped his head affectionately and said, "yes, we had seen everything. Your concern and drama too. And Chote Khushi bitiya is in the kitchen preparing something for you. You wanted to talk to her, right? Now go", making Sr. Raizada puffed his cheeks in fake anger. [I will call Aditya Raizada as Sr. Raizada. I think it sounds tedious every time to read Aditya Raizada or Aditya] Arnav left for the kitchen, throwing a triumphant smile at his father, which made him even more irritated. "What Ma, you too! Couldn't you ever support ME, your one and only sweet obedient son against your cunning, disobedient, always angry on nose tip and that arrogant grandson of yours? Because of you, guys, I could never tease him, and he always won over me", he sulked.
His wife and mother laughed out loud when they heard his sulking words. Ratna who was amused by seeing her husband's drama silently couldn't help but tease him a bit, "what are you Aditya? A baby who started to sulk because he couldn't win against his competitor or brother? You're his father! Seeing you like this, who would believe that you are THE FORMIDABLE ADITYA SINGH RAIZADA? If your employees had seen you like this, they would have fainted, my sweeto"! She pinched his cheek laughingly like he's a baby, and he swatted her hand away from his cheek, pouting. "Should I say one more thing"? Ratna whispered in his ears and said, "Chote always won over you, not because of our help but because of his intellectualism and spontaneity. You would never be able to beat him, at least in a chess like you dream of. And as far as teasing is concerned, there also you wouldn't be able to beat him. You know why"? Aditya, who was sitting there dejectedly, looked at his wife quizzically. Seeing his skeptical gaze, she said, "because he is too intelligent for you" and started laughing loudly, making him whine more.
"Ma, see na, how Ratna was teasing me and indirectly calling ME, THE ADITYA RAIZADA an idiot" he grumbled. She tittered, listening to her son, and said, "my daughter-in-law is absolutely right. You actually are a total idiot in front of my grandson. You know, my chote's brain is faster than that of the smartest animal in this world. Not only that, but you are nothing in front of him", she proclaimed proudly. Even though he (Sr. Raizada) was doing drama, yet he couldn't help but feel proud as well. But continued his so-called drama, "alright...alright, I understand that for you only your daughter-in-law and grandson are important, but there was no respect for the one for whom they were here. You were very mean. I have no one but my daughters Anju and Khushi. From now on, I would only team up with them. You betrayers, just wait and watch. My daughters would always support me and would never disappoint me by betraying me like you all. I would not need anyone than them from now on, huh", he grumbled, wiping his fake tears from his eyes. Ratna and Subhadra Devi chortled after hearing him, and thus their bickering continued while waiting for their children to come.
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Meanwhile, In The Kitchen :
Arnav, who was sniggering by seeing his father's antics, had to stop at the kitchen door. He was staring at the events happening inside the kitchen with dazzling eyes. There Khushi was busy cooking something in the kitchen with her saree wrapped around her waist which gave him an unlooked-for opportunity to peek at her bare slim waist. The way the pearl-like sweat beads were falling from her forehead through her swan neck, bedazzled him. Her unkempt bun created an erotic scene from which he was unable to take his eyes off even if he wanted to. Before today, the kitchen had never seemed so beautiful, homely, and sensual to him. It was as if the blood circulation in his entire body had flown down to his southern part. His trance suddenly broke when Hari Prakash appeared in front of him. Gritting his teeth, he looked at him and signalled him to leave from there, and he screwed away, leaving his sexually frustrated bhaiya with his innocent bhabhi alone in the kitchen to spend some romantic time.
With predatory steps, he slowly moved towards Khushi and gently hugged her from behind, startling her. Because of the sudden embrace, at first Khushi got a little stiff but when she felt her Arnavji's warm breath against her nape, she became relaxed. Feeling him so close, a beautiful smile appeared on her lips, which illuminated her full face. Before she asked or said something, a sweet moan escaped from her lips, feeling his small and wet kisses, "Arrrnavvvvjiiii"! Her eyes got shut, automatically enduring her husband's sudden affection. "Ummm Arnavjiiii, wh...what areee youuu doing hereee"? She asked him with difficulty. "What am I doing? I am doing what I am supposed to do. What are YOU doing here, Pari"? He groaned, tightening his hold on her while continuing with his kisses on the other side of her neck. Khushi's answer got stuck in her throat when Arnav started caressing her flat stomach with one hand over her clothes.
Not been able to bear the sweet torture given by her husband, she turned and hugged him tightly and kept expressing her love again and again saying, I love you. Hearing the sudden expression of love from Khushi, Arnav got stunned for a brief period of time. He broke the hug and stared at her flustered face with so much tenderness that it gave her goosebumps, and she hugged him again to hide her blushing state. That sudden hug from her broke his stupor. Without being able to control himself, he slammed his hard lips on petal-like soft lips and started to kiss her wildly. Khushi's heart slammed inside her chest, feeling his fanatic kiss. She could feel the emotion that her husband poured into that one kiss. That kiss was not at all carnal but of the emotions which burst in his heart, listening to his Pari's unanticipated and instantaneous confession. Because today was the first time when Khushi had expressed her love first, that too without Arnav taking the initiative. Sometime later, she also started to kiss him with the same intensity. She clutched his shoulder first, then slowly sneaked her arms around his neck and pulled him closer than he already was. Getting such an intense response from her, Arnav started to fondle her back while tasting her lips. With the time passed, their breathing became more erratic. Khushi trembled with pleasure when he took her mouth into his mouth and sucked it hard, and gave the same treatment to the lower lip as well. Her cardamom flavored mouth freshener and her response made him insane. He wanted to have more of her, so he pinched her waist to make her open her mouth. She gasped, and he plunged his tongue into her mouth to suck her sweet nectar out. "ummm ... .mm mm...Nan...naavvv...", feeling the utmost pleasure given by her husband, Khushi moaned. Hearing her moaning his name, he got thrilled and started to kiss her more aggressively.
After kissing each other for ages, Arnav broke the kiss feeling the need of oxygen but did not separate his lips from her skin. Leaving her lips, he got closer to her jaws and traced her jaws with his tongue, making Khushi pant heavily. He then traced down her neck with his tongue, closing his eyes, feeling the taste of her skin. His intense sucking and licking made her a moaning mess. They were making out wildly in the kitchen itself, forgetting about their surroundings. Suddenly, he bit down hard there, making her moan a bit loudly in pain and pleasure, "ahhha... aaa... ummm" and turned her head to give him more access to her skin. Listening to her painful moan, he sucked and licked there with his warm tongue to soothe her tingling pain. He pulled down the sleeve of her salwar and began to suck her there, leaving her neck. While kissing, his hand touched Khushi's breast, making both of them freeze for some moments. His mind warned him to stop going further, but his heart did not want to stop. That's why he waited for some time to see Khushi's reaction, to see whether she wanted to stop him or not. But she didn't do anything to stop him but pulled him close, which gave him consent to go ahead. Getting her approbation, he started to knead her boobs gently. "Umm...hmm...umpfff" she moaned and pulled him up and smacked her lips into his. They were kissing each other frantically when their dadi's call, "Chote...Khushi bitiya" broke their haze of passion, but they were still gazing at each other diligently as if they were still in that fog and didn't want to come out of that reverie. But after coming out of the passionate haze, Khushi was unable to make eye contact with Arnav due to shyness. She averted her eyes from him when she felt his palm was still on her left breast. She looked away, flushed, when he took his palm away from there. Arnav smirked looking at her crimson face but said nothing as he wanted to give her some time to adjust to their intimacy. "There was no need to be embarrassed, Pari! This was just our love that's coming out passionately. And the most important thing is, it was only ME... your nannav, and I love you the most...always remember this, okay? So, no need to be awkward or self-conscious, hmmm? I am going out, you come". Saying that, he left from there after kissing her forehead gently, allowing her some time to compose herself.
Khushi blushed, when she saw her husband leaving her alone. A shy grin cropped up onto her lips remembering those moments they shared sometimes back, and she hid her face into her palms, blushing hard. After a while, she came out, composing herself completely.
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Dining Table [RM]
When Khushi came back from the kitchen, she witnessed that everyone was busy as usual in their bantering-bickering and were waiting for her to join them for breakfast. Standing there, she started to enjoy the site without disturbing them. A small smile crossed her lips when Aditya proudly told everyone that now he has not one but two daughters and that he would make a team to defeat Arnav and Anjali agreed happily without making any face or unhappiness. Seeing so much love, her eyes got filled with tears. She never got this love and affection from Garima and Sheetal in the Gupta house. Yes, there was a sister, but only in namesake, who always enjoyed humiliating her. She was nothing but unpaid house help for them. They treated her even lower than that. If her father and aunt were not there, she probably would not have even got proper food. It's only them who treated her like a human. She had always prayed to her Devi-Maiya for a family where she would be treated at least as a human and get respect. But day by day, her hope got shattered when the atrocities of Garima and Sheetal were increasing, but she had never even thought in her dreams that her Devi Maiya would give her a family which would be no less than a gift for her.
Her musing broke when Arnav's phone rang loudly. She stared ahead, and what she saw didn't make her feel good. She discerned that Arnav stormed his way to study without finishing his breakfast. He looked quite disturbed and upset. He didn't even answer his dadi and dad when they asked about the call. She could smell the seriousness of the call from here. There was something in that call that unsettled him. She wanted to know and soothe his worry but knew that if he didn't tell his dadi and dad anything, then would not tell her as well. So, she let go of the matter as of now and went to join her family.
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GUPTA HOUSE :
At the same time,
Here in Gupta house, Garima Gupta was pacing up and down in the living room of her house. She was on tenterhooks thinking about her daughter. Not being able to do anything to rescue her daughter frustrated her. Frustration, anxiety, and anger were palpable on her face. "This Anirudh is good for nothing. When I needed him, he was not here. His own daughter had been missing for so many days, but that man had no care at all? What the hell! That day when I told him about ASR being our relative, the way he started to stutter! What was the matter? Am I missing something? He was as if he were a dog and was being chased by a wounded tiger named ASR"! She murmured in agitation. Since then, he had switched off his phone. I wasn't even able to contact him. Now, how could I find my Sheetal? Where should I search? Should I go to his house? But...but he forbade me to meet him in person. What should I do now"? She was murmuring under her breath when suddenly the doorbell rang.
First she got frustrated, then, thinking it to be Sheetal, she sprinted to the door and opened it with a snap but got surprised when she saw no one was there. Her heart was beating loudly in trepidation. The feeling of déjà vu struck her hard. The same thing happened when that video of tortured Sheetal came earlier. Sweat beads started to accumulate on her forehead. She started to look around in dread to see if anyone kept anything like that on her doorstep but found none. She heaved a sigh of relief. But not finding anything like that got her more annoyed and closed the door with a loud bang, but the moment she closed the door, the bell rang again. She opened it again but this time too she found nothing and this got her exasperated. She threw her hands in the air, irked. "Who's it? Who is it? Insolent people"! She grumbled irritatedly and banged the door again.
Seeing her irritation and dreading someone was feeling delighted. Yes, someone was there who was looking at her frustration and consternation and enjoyed her terror-stricken expressions. But the third time he did not disappoint Garima Gupta and put her gift at her doorstep and rang the bell again. This time Garima opened the door outrageously to give the person an earful but turned pale when she saw the same type of package. She started shuddering in horror, thinking about what would be in it now? She picked the parcel up with trembling hands. Garima could feel the dampness on her upper lips. She licked her dried lips fearfully and went inside with the package with quivering legs.
She opened the packet and saw another phone with a note to open the gallery and see the content. The ground slipped beneath her feet after seeing the contents inside. Tears streamed down through her cheeks. The phone was already on the ground, shattered. "Aaaaaahhhhh.... nooooo...nahi.... no this couldn't happen with my daughter... noooo.... no...SSHEETALLLLL"! Screaming Sheetal's name, she fell down on the same spot where she was standing, sometimes back and started crying bitterly, slamming her forehead again and again.
RM [STUDY] :
Arnav was pacing up and down, talking...no actually shouting at his phone, "haunt him down Aman Mathur. I would rather not hear anything except a positive response. I want him as soon as possible. DO YOU UNDERSTAND?.... Better"! And cut the call furiously.
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That's it for today.
I hope you will like the update.
Sorry for the late update, friends. As you already know that my brother is suffering from LUNG CANCER and I was in Mumbai @Tata Cancer for his treatment. That's why I got late to give you an update.
Thank you for all your wishes. But the doctors gave us the deadline. He will be with us not more than a year from now. Only a miracle can make him survive. Only prayers can help him.
One more thing, I value my readers, that's why I put notes to let you guys know that I will not be available for some time. But I seriously didn't know that those notes irritate you guys so much that you leave because of these.
HEART-FELT APOLOGIES FOR THAT, FRIENDS. I PUT NOTES BECAUSE I DID NOT WANT YOU GUYS TO WAIT FOR ME. anyway, SORRY AGAIN.
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Dipanwita86
11/10/23