Rabba Ishq Naa Hove - Season 3 - Part 3

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Chapter 3


Khushi’s POV


“Dad, you can’t do this to me. He is blackmailing you, call the cops. What is there to worry? Let them deal with him and…”


Before I can rant further, Dad grips my arms.

“You married him?”

“I.. I didn’t want to marry him. I thought it was..”

“You married him because you wanted to fly to US and pursue modelling?”


Fine. If he wants the truth, I’ll give him one.

“Yes. That’s been my passion all long.. You know how much I..”

“That’s it then” He leaves his grip from my body. “You chose your path Khushi, not me. You made a mistake not verifying whom you tied a knot with… I didn’t push you to him. Had you listened to me, you wouldn’t have been in this mess.”

I’m enraged by his explanation.

“Had I listened to you, you would have got me married to your friend’s son to expand your business, Dad.”

“That was far better than what ditch you have landed now…”

“Seriously?” I shout. “Let me tell you what was better for me. Pursuing my dream career was better for me which you didn’t let me to and this is why I had to take that harsh step..”

“That was a foolish step Khushi.”

Maybe he is right.

“Fine.. But then One mistake from your daughter and you are abandoning her, Dad?”

“One mistake?” he scoffs. “All these years you’ve been doing chain of mistakes Khushi and I kept on hiding them from the world but not anymore.”

“I am your only daughter.. You’ll let me go with an unknown man? We don’t even know what he would do with me..”

“He wont..” Dad swallows. “I’ll have my men secure you. When Arnav called me up last night and told me he married you, I already started doing my homework. He’s suddenly rich and has everything that you always desired in life. If you don’t go to him now, he will bring us all down. He can.. Trust me when I say this, he can..”


My body burns in anger at that thought.

“For now, lets show him we have agreed to what he wants. I’ll have my eyes on you and its not that he is stopping us from meeting. We’ll stay in touch. You won’t be alone there. I’ll speak to Arnav and make sure someone you know and are comfortable with, stays in that house with. Just give me a day to fix this..”

“And then?” I shout. “How long will I have to stay with him?”

“As long as I don’t find a solution to this problem.”

“I can’t” I snap. “I can’t blindly wait there for you to find a solution while he treats me like he hates me..”

“Then don’t make him hate you.. In fact don’t do anything that can aggravate the situation Khushi. Just give me some time to handle this my way. Please..”


I don’t like what dad is suggesting me but do I have a choice?


“Fine.. But if he does anything to hurt me, you are responsible too Dad..”


Dad gapes at me in horror but I don’t let him a chance to argue and walk out. I march straight to Arnav’s car where he is leaning to and checking his watch.

“You are five minutes late..” Arnav mocks.

“Seriously?” I yell. “So what will you do now that I am five minutes late? Kill me?”


I expected him to debate over that because once there was a time when he didn’t like when I used any word linking me to death. But this time, instead of being angry on me or hurt, he grins. Has he really changed so much or is he just pretending it?


“Even God don’t kill the demons that easily, Khushi. Then who am I to kill you?”

“You called me a DEMON?”

“Ooops.. You are more of the Vamp kind.. Attractive..” his gaze lingers on my face. “dangerously seductive too..”


I swallow the anger bubbling inside me. He is demeaning me at every instance and I can’t do anything.

“Lets go before I change my mind and go back to my father..” I warn him but even that doesn't bother him. He laughs.

“Your father has thrown you out, Khushi. He’s abandoned you. There’s no F*cking way he is taking you back in that house.. So chill.. I am taking you home. You’ll have shelter.. don’t worry..”


God!! What is wrong with this guy? How can he use such hurtful words for me?

“But where’s your begging, darling?” he adds and my eyes pop out. Begging? He wants me to beg?


Arnav exhales audibly.

“I told you by the time we finish this meet and greet with your father, you will be begging to take you home with me. So… BEG”

I grit my teeth.

“Don’t want to beg?” He coolly asks. “Okay, then how about you plead me at least because without that I am not taking you anywhere..”

“plead my foot” I am losing my patience now. “I have other places to go if my father abandons me or if you aren’t interested to take me back to your home. So go to hell Arnav Singh Raizada.”


I turn around and keep walking to the gates. I am very agitated right now and hoping him to follow me, stop me and drag me back to his car but I reach the gate and even now he is not anywhere near me. I turn around and watch him waving at me as if he doesn't mind if I walk away. But wait, where will I go? Sheetal? Yes… She is the only one I have at the moment who can help me. I didn’t see her after I fainted in the temple knowing I married Arnav. I don’t even have my phone so that I can contact her. But of course, I know her address so I quickly wave at a taxi and get inside.


It is only when I get down from the Taxi that I realize I don’t even have a wallet. Sheetal will have money. I ask the driver to wait and then take the elevator to Sheetal’s apartment. I knock, ring the doorbell and keep banging the door but no one opens it. That’s when her neighbor tells me that Sheetal has left for Australia. Seems her father was ill and she was immediately called home. According to the neighbor, by now Sheetal would already be mid-air as her flight has taken off hours back. Shit!! What will I do now? The driver is waiting for the money. I don’t know what to do. It’s a very embarrassing situation that I have to ask for Sheetal’s neighbor to lend me money faking that I forgot my wallet. I promise to pay her soon and then get down and pay the driver. I have some money left but its not even enough to buy me a proper meal. And… there’s no sign of Arnav Singh Raizada. Does my father even know he didn’t follow me? And that I am left nowhere to go? How could I beg or plead to Arnav to take me home and why? Only because now he is my husband? Never! That’s not happening even in my dreams.


I didn’t eat anything since morning yet I keep wandering in the shopping mall next to Sheetal’s home to spend some time there so that I could think what to do next? I use the money to buy some water bottles and a small burger which does nothing to satiate my hunger. Enough is enough. I hate that man for treating me like this. For making me homeless all of a sudden…


I keep strolling in the mall, until I feel exhausted. I sit at the corner table of the Food Court where I doze off.


“Ma’am” someone touches my shoulder and I jerk.

It’s a woman staff working at the mall. It’s so silent around me that I wonder how long did I sleep there?

“The mall is closing down. You’ll have to leave.”


Leave? Where will I go? I ask the time and she tells me it’s 11:00 pm. Its night already? My stomach growls and I have no energy left to even walk. Yet I come out of the mall, and look around. No vehicles to even take me back to my father’s home and to be honest I don’t even have the guarantee he will let me in. But I’ll at least be safe there. But how will I go? I can’t walk. I decide to wait until some vehicle is around to give me a lift back to Gupta mansion when it starts raining.. Great!! Just F*cking great… If I was shelter less, hungry, exhausted so far, now I am even drenched and cold and shivering. What a life.. Never in my dreams I imagined myself in such a helpless state.


I sit there on the stairs of the Mall, letting the rain soak me when a posh car parks before the stairs. I have no energy left to even raise my eyes and see who gets down from that car. I can only see his shoes as he walks towards me and when he stands two feet away from my curled shivering body, I look up. It’s him.. The man I married.. Arnav is in the same suit he wore this morning and is now equally drenched like me.


“Happy?” I mutter. “Happy with my state or is there anything left for me to go through for today?”


His eyes bore into me as I shout at him. Only when I think he might again have a fitting reply to that, Arnav bends down and carries me in his arms. The moment he touches me, I freeze and wriggle to get off his hold but nothing stops him from carrying me and taking me back to his car.


“I am not going anywhere with you, Arnav. Because I am not begging neither pleading. I am a woman of my own will. I can break but I’ll not..”

“Bend..” He completes it for me and I am shocked. He still remembers everything about me.. All my dialogues, my tantrums.. everything?

“Put me down, I am not coming with you..”

He puts me down when we reach his car and then pins me to it..

“Look at yourself Khushi.. Just look at your damn self.. Where has your stupid ego landed you?”

“My ego didn’t land me here.. My self-esteem did.. You asked me to beg.”

“Then what else should I have asked you to do? Kiss me? Would you have done that?”


How sick of him.. What has he become? He wasn’t like this..

“You are a cheapster right now..” I blurt..

“That far better than being innocent and docile, isn’t it? Thankfully, its you who taught me that…”


I did? He means I am the reason of his present arrogance and nasty attitude?

“You shouldn’t have attended my class then… if I was teaching all this rubbish. Why did you?”

He gives me a heated glare and that’s when I realize our bodies have pressed against each other leaving no gap for even air to pass between.

“I was foolish then,” he answers. “But you know what’s the only similarity between the Arnav I was then and the man I am today?”


I don’t want to know but I am curious.. Arnav leans closer and I am thinking of how to defend myself if he does something I don’t like.


“The similarity is … even six years ago the only thing in my mind was you… and you are still the only reason why I breathe.. The only reason I want to survive… to bring you on your knees and strip your baseless ego from your mind, heart and body..” Arnav whispers in my ears cupping my jaw.


His determination makes me shiver but soon enough he leaves my jaw, opens the car door and puts me in and then drives us back to his home..


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I don’t realize when he leads me in his house, holding my hand and then calls some woman whose name I overhear as Suman who takes me back to the same room where I slept last night, which has a closet full of my clothes. I am so tired and hungry that I don’t mind when Suman helps me pick the clothes for tonight and she also fills the tub and helps me to get inside it. I want to feel clean too. I want to wash my hair and my skin. She lets me bathe alone and when I come out wearing a bathrobe, hot food aroma fills my nostrils. It’s my favourite food and I cant resist. She serves me in my plate and without another thought, I start eating. My stomach keeps growling still until I eat well and then the sane thoughts start running in my head again. Why is Arnav serving me such delicious food? Why is he having an assistant for me to take care of me when all he does is hate me? Or just like I thought earlier, is he only pretending to hate me? Too many thoughts to ponder upon but I cant think now. I want to sleep. But the very thought of Arnav and me sharing the bed, or he touching me without my will scares me again.


“You can go to sleep Ma’am. Sir said he will be sleeping in his room,” Suman mentions.

“His room?” I repeat. “This is not his room?”

“No, Ma’am.”


Thank God. I take a sigh of relief and though it confuses me why would he keep our rooms separate if he wants to torture me, I still don’t ponder much. Once Suman leaves with the food trolley I lock my bedroom and go to sleep. In seconds, sleep takes over..

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The sharp sound of the closet door wakes me up and I almost jerk on the bed seeing Arnav in my bedroom. It’s morning already.. He’s dressed in another suit and probably is ready to go somewhere.


Taking out a green dress from the closet, he keeps it on my bed, his gaze never leaves mine. No good morning, no how are you doing or anything.. He is cold and just the way I don’t like him anymore..


“Wear this today,” he says. “We have our reception party today evening. The Designer will be here to help you pick something nice and also do your hairdo..”


Wedding reception?


“You think you’ll command me and I’ll do everything as you want?” I challenge.

“yes” He nods without any delay that zips my lips and turns to leave.

I get down the bed.

“Look, Arnav. You can’t force me to…”

Before I can complete that sentence, Arnav turns around and throws a bunch of cash on the bed, just beside me.

“What the heck are you doing?” I snap.

“You don’t know?” His sharp voice is domineering. “Money rules. You said that one day, didn’t you?”

I did. Yes.

“You taught me Money just doesn't rule the mind, it rules the hearts too, Khushi. And you were right.”


He walks to me and emotions choke in my throat in the form of suffocation.

“This same money has made me heartless like you were six years ago.”

“I wasn’t heartless,” I snap. “I was thinking practically.”

“Fooling a man that you love him and then ditching him at the last moment is practical for you?”

“I never said I loved you, Arnav.”


Now he goes mad. Gripping both my arms, Arnav hauls me to his body.


“Do you let anyone touch you intimately, even if you don’t love him? Because if that’s what you do, then I did the worst thing by marrying a woman like you.”

Gosh! It hurts. His words prick something in my heart, but most importantly it makes me feel cheap which I am not. Did my past encounters with him gave him that impression? He has framed a dark image of me in his mind which might be true to some instance as I’m aware I didn’t do justice with him in the past, but the way he is bringing it all out now, makes me nauseas.


To be Continued.


NEXT PART 



Note: I stopped right at the precap I posted but couldn’t do more tonight. Also, I do see a lot of reviews from my readers related to this fiction, which I totally appreciate. The story is harsh.. I agree.. Stereotype… repetitive… playing with marriage.. etc etc.. I still hope to do justice with it someday.. All I want to say is I have just begun this.. A lot to happen yet.. a lot to open up. Both are flawed here.. If Arnav was good before, his actions now are not right. If Khushi was flawed before she is still the same and yet…there is a story I wish to share in the form of Rabba Ishq Naa Hove Season 3.. If its too much negative and illogical for you, please skip reading this. I’ll bring more good works in future for you all, once another fiction of mine completes here on the blog. Thank you.

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