The Royal Fling - Part 26B

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Chapter 26B


Mussourie
Arnav Singh Raizada sipped the hot coffee in the early hours of the morning. It had been 4 days now that he was in Mussourie, away from his home, his family and most importantly, away from the woman who was the reason of his sleepless nights. After their fight in the farm house, things had changed drastically between them. It was evident that he wanted a control over this marriage and she wanted to break it off the very next moment he even tried. It was a difficult tug of war he wished to end. Khushi Gupta was a fiery woman and she had captured his heart the very moment he had laid his eyes on her during Angad and Suhani’s marriage. But if she attracted him in infinite ways, she was also his worst nightmare. In all those teen years and adulthood, the one thing he wanted to have in life was control. And ever since Khushi Gupta stepped in, he feared losing it very often. He had gone out of his normal ways to protect her from humility, to comfort her from the people who disliked her and generously supported her in times of needs. Didn’t she see all that? Yet, she fought with him and pushed him away every time he tried to bridge a bond between the two. Forget being a husband, she wasn’t even interested to be in talking terms with him. He had waited desperately for her call to hear her voice. He feared so much attraction for her would shift him from track someday. He wasn’t able to focus on the major issues – finding Akash Singh Raizada being one of them.
The door knock broke his stance. It was anything but gentle. Couldn’t be the hotel staff. This was his Resort and people here feared to even knock their Boss’s room. Who would do that then at this time? He strode to the door and opened it to give an earful to the person disturbing him but the moment he saw his wife Khushi Singh Raizada standing there, his temper cooled down. It was unnatural to feel so blissful for him. The only times he would be happy by heart was when he succeeded in tasks which raised their Royal status.

Khushi walked in the room uninvited. She had worn a dark blue denim and a spaghetti top highlighting her curves. This was anything but decent from a travel perspective. She dropped her bag and phone on the couch and turned around. The distressed look on his face was worth watching.

“Why are you so underdressed?” he shouted closing the door.

She crossed her arms at the front unashamedly. Let him growl or howl, today she is the one who is going to have the upper hand.

“And… what are you doing here? Why didn’t you inform me you are coming to Mussourie?” he continued raising his doubts while she kept ignoring. “Who got you here? Mohan?”

She shrugged rolling her eyes. It irked him to see her so unaffected by his shock. Mohan didn’t get her here otherwise he would know. None of his drivers would drive her without his consent.

“You hired a cab?” he snapped. “In these clothes?”

When she continued ignoring him, he strode to her and clutched her forearms.

“Don’t play smart with me you understand?”

Khushi pushed him away with a force.

“Why? Did it hurt?” she scowled. “Did it affect your big fat ego that I wore such an outfit to travel in some unknown vehicle all the way here, stamping the big royal traditions of your family?”

“Mind your words Khushi” he warned.

“I wont. In fact, why should I mind anything that hurts you? Did you think the same for me? No… you didn’t”

Arnav had no clue what she was talking about. Seemed like she was here only to fight. The next moment, Khushi came closer and gripped his shirt so tight that he feared she would tear it off.

“You screwed my career Arnav Singh Raizada”

He got it. So that’s why she came here. He didn’t drop his gaze from her eyes.

“You ruined everything that I earned all these years. You had no right to do so”

Arnav stiffened.

“You call yourself a husband?” she growled. “Huh!! You are not even a man after this”

Now this surely pricked his big fat ego. He gripped her wrists but didn’t force her to move away.

“Don’t ever talk to me like that” he threatened her.

“I will. I damn will talk to you the way I like… Because that’s why you deserve. You stooped so low. No one ever has hurt me so much the way you did Arnav Singh Raizada”

The tears in her eyes pained him. If he stays quiet now, she would break down and he wouldn’t tolerate that. So, he explained his side.

“Modelling is a code red for my family status. I cannot let anyone lay eyes on you. I don’t have a problem with you working Khushi.. but not this profession…”

Khushi clenched her jaw and gripping his shirt tight in her fists she shook him harder.


“**** your insecurity” she groaned. “I cannot leave my career because you think its unworthy for you and your family. If it hurts your ego now… break our ties… Save your royal tag and save me from this forced knot. I don’t need you… I don’t need this marriage..”

She left her grip and walked away. She had said it.. Finally!! She felt so relieved that she could stand for herself this time. All these days she was worried for Payal and her safety. She still does. But not at the cost of her self-worth.

Arnav fisted his fingers. Did she just say that?

“How very selfish of you” he snapped. “So all that sisterly love… all that desires to find her and get her back in Raizada family with full honor and respect was a lie?”

“It wasn’t a lie” she argued. “I still wish the same and I can make it happen even without being tied to you”

Arnav was just holding up his anger. If he bursts out, none of the two would be able to control each other.

“I deserve so much better than you” she declared. “And I am done with this… done with you.. Arnav Singh Raizada. I have leaving that house… your family.. and you…”

Arnav stared at her annoyed. How could she decide that alone?

“That’s what I came here to tell you. I am not going back in that mad circus again where people like you are control freak”

She grabbed her bag.

“Good bye”

She took a step closer to the door, only to be blocked by him.

“You are not leaving” he warned.

“Dare you stop me” she replied in a similar agitated tone and took a step ahead.

Arnav snatched her bag and threw it away, scattering the things on the floor. When she saw her stuff from the bag broken and scattered, she gone more insane.

“You broke my things? How could you..” she started hitting him but it didn’t affect him at all. He could bear that pain but not the one which would erupt if she leaves this room right now.

When Arnav didn’t move an inch despite her assault, she started breaking things in their room. She broke the vase, then pushed everything off the table. During all this time she was continuously crying and mumbling hurtful words at him. It didn’t bother him but it would surely affect her health if she stressed so much.

“Khushi stop” he tried to control her but she pushed him away and kept messing with the things around. She was acting like a stubborn child who was denied for a candy.

“You are breaking things unnecessarily. .. this is not going to sort our problems” he shouted but she didn’t listen..

Her heart raced, hands shivered, head ached like it would burst out, she felt difficulty in breathing and her muscles drained. Yet she didn’t stop until her body finally gave up and she fell down unconscious.

“Khushiiii” Arnav yelled aloud rushing to her at once. She collapsed on the floor, almost lifeless.

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Arnav stood behind the Doctor who was examining Khushi. It had been an hour that she was unconscious. Arnav called for the in-room medical help and the Doctor rushed within a few minutes of that incident. The rest of the room was still scattered and looked utterly disoriented. The Doctor injected some sedatives and then stood up.

“Is she fine, Doctor?” Arnav asked worried. “Why did she fall unconscious?”

The Doctor exhaled.

“Your wife got an anxiety attack, Mr. Raizada”

Arnav swallowed hard.

“Attack…?? An…anxiety attack?”

“Yes. This usually happens when the person is in stress from an over longed period. I don’t want to know what your relationship with each other has been but with what I see around myself right now and the symptoms you explained to me about how she reacted before falling unconscious, points out the same. Fortunately, it was a mild attack, not a severe one but if things don’t go easy and calm down in her life, she might get another severe anxiety attack which might not be good for her health. This is not her age to be so stressed over things. She is still young”

Arnav had no words to say. He still couldn’t believe Khushi had an anxiety attack and he was the one responsible for it.

“Anyways, I have given her the sedatives which should relax her body and mind. When she wakes up, make her eat something and take those medicines. The anxiety symptoms become gradually more intense over minutes days and years if not treated on time. Talk to her… see what she is going through and what is the reason of her pain. If that reduces, she would be fine soon. Eliminate the cause of her worry and stress and she should recover soon”

Arnav needed her pain to stop. He was pretending to be stronger this moment but he couldn’t fake it before the doctor who patted his back.

“Keep her happy. She will be fine soon”

Arnav passed a gentle nod and opened the door for the Doctor to leave. The moment he was gone, he shut the door and leaned behind. Whatever happened today, he was responsible for it. He was the one why Khushi was stressed. She was already handling her problems with Shashi Gupta who never treated her good. Then she met him in a very unusual circumstances and he forced her for marriage. She managed to elope but he caught her, lied to her and when the wedding happened, he didn’t let her live peacefully either. He snatched the most important thing from her life… her career. How would she cope up to handle all this pressure? If he had dared to protect her, he should have also protected her heart, her feelings, her attachments and her career. How could he do this to her? To the only woman in his life whom he was madly falling for?

He returned back to the bed. She looked pale and sick. There were dark circles below her eyes. Tears had dried away and left marks over her cheeks. Whatever happened today wasn’t a good sign. He sat next to her and held her hand in his. It was cold, lifeless and lack of energy. He bent his head and kissed the back of her palm. When he just realized that he wanted this woman in life… he broke her permanently in return… What a tragedy!!


To be Continued.


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“Such a royal discomfort” she murmured to herself.

“Indeed” he replied. “Wish you had a decent weight”

“Excuse me? I was the slimmest girl in my college”

“And how long was that? 10 years?”

She cursed something inaudible. How dare he teased her about her age?

“I am just 22. And let me guess, you are 35?”

He halted.

“45” he lied. “Does that satisfy your ego now?”

She wanted to argue further but when he lied his age to that extent, she couldn’t help but laugh.

“45? Hmmm” she mumbled. “Is this your wig then?” she touched his hair.

“Stop touching my hair. I don’t like it”

“As if I am dying to touch them” she frowned again and looked away from his face.

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