Precap for Bride of Sheesh Mahal - Season 3 - Part 49

Khushi’s POV

It feels so good to be back in my bedroom. I had missed staying here with Arnav in the last week and now that we were so close again, I couldn’t wait to spend some time with my husband who was still in dilemma why all this was happening and if there was really any solution to this spell which Chandrika had casted. When I come out taking a quick shower, I see Arnav standing at the huge glass window in his night pants and semi-sleeved T-shirt looking utterly confused and in pain. I know its hard for him to know that the woman he believed is his elder sister doesn't belong to this family and she even tried to kill me. It will take months for Arnav to make peace with that fact. I also pity Shyam who is so much in love with Anjali Di that he wouldn’t be able to live without her either. But for now, without any delay, I reach Arnav and hug him from behind, resting my cheek on his back. I want him to believe we will together fix this with Devi Maiyaa’s blessings. He grabs my arms and turning around, pulls me into his embrace. Without a word exchange, or any gestures, just our mere touch on each other is enough to give us some solace. He keeps tugging me closer to his body, as if believing my presence again in his life. My arms soothe his back, clutching hard on his T-Shirt. Soon the emotional moment turns into a passionate one as I want to feel him up without any barriers of clothes, pain or the worries that’s looming around us. I tug on his T-shirt to take it off his chest when Arnav grabs my arms to stop me. He looks nervously in my eyes.

“You survived a major accident of falling in the well. You need to rest, Khushi” he tells me.

“I have rested enough, now all I want is my husband and his love. I can survive without resting but not without you.”

His soft grin is back. I’m glad I could make him smile again with my boldness. Before he changes his mind, or coaxes me to rest some more, I again reach for his T-shirt and about to pull it when the door knocks.

“Chotte?”

We both freeze at Anjali Di’s voice from outside the door. Arnav quickly drags me and hides me behind the thick curtains.

“Stay here.. I’ll be back,” he commands before hurrying back to open the door.

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