Rabba Ishq Naa Hove - Season 3 - Part 37

 

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Chapter 37


Arnav’s POV


“What will you reward me with?” Khushi asks me and I strongly haul her to my chest this time, our lips an inch away from brushing and claiming the other’s.


I sense it on her face. She has lost her ability to reply and is desperately waiting to know if I will go ahead and kiss her. I want that too. To kiss those luscious inviting lips of my wife. Khushi had those lips I can nibble on for hours and still not be done. Not just her lips, but each and every inch of her body is what I crave for and want to suck and taste for life.

“Ar…nnaavvvvv..”

Her soft voice against my hot face breaks my trance and lifts my gaze from her lips to her eyes. We are too close and with this level of closeness, our eyes squint to see each other.

“Your phone.”

My phone? I hear the ringing of my mobile which I’d left in the kitchen. I withdraw myself from Khushi and make my way to check who called me at this hour? As far as I know, my family wasn’t going to disturb us at this odd time. Maa had called me an hour back when I’d told her that I was making Aloo parathas for Khushi which we both will savour in dinner. She was happy to see my little efforts in becoming the kind of husband any woman would love to have.

I reach the kitchen and pick the phone. It’s Akash, my psychologist. Damn!! He doesn't know about these amendments in my life. And though this is not the right time to talk to him about it, I still answer his phone call.

“hey” I clear my throat.

“Hello Arnav. Is this the right time to speak to you?”

“No…” I turn around only to find Khushi leaning against the kitchen door, her arms crossed at her front and she admiring me openly.

“No?” he chuckles. “Okay, I won’t take much of your time. Just wanted to check upon your health. If your headaches and sleeping pattern have not eased, then I’ll write a prescription for you and you can…”

“I don't need any medicine, Akash,” I interrupt him giving a hot onceover to Khushi who now knows whom I am talking to. “I’ve found my cure.”

Her lips curve into a sweet smile at my declaration. Yes. Khushi is my cure .. my lifeline.

“Cure?” Akash asks, confused. “Hold on… did you and Khushi-?”

“We are giving each other a second chance.” I tell him before he can ask me the same.


He is silent for a few seconds.

“Are you sure?” He breaks his silence. “I mean is Khushi sure of it this time? I don't want you both to make any temporary commitments again and then lose yourselves completely in the future. You know what I mean?”

I walk to Khushi while she stays rooted to the spot. I stroke her soft cheeks with my knuckles as she continues to look at me with adoration.

“It is permanent this time, Akash. I can feel it.” I stroke her lips this time and she shuts her eyes with a soft gasp as if this is what she was waiting for me to do. “She wants me as much as I do..”


The moment I say this, Khushi opens her eyes, cups my face and kisses me, stopping my next words. I drop the phone from my hand as a reaction to her desperate action and pin her to the wall behind, kissing her back. I don't know if the call has disconnected or not. I don't care even if my phone has permanently damaged since I dropped it. All I care at this moment is that I am kissing my wife and she is the one who initiated it. I am about to deepen the kiss when Khushi withdraws the contact of our lips and looks in my eyes. She’s still cupped my face in between her palms.


“I thought about doing this the entire day,” she admits with some embarrassment on her face.

She thought of us kissing again? Throughout the day when she was out to work? How can that truth not make me happy? I lean forward and nip her lower lip, sucking it for seconds and pulling it with my teeth before leaving it and looking in her eyes again.

“We have started thinking alike then..” I reply. “Another sign that we are going to make this work.”

“We already are.” She circles her arms around my neck and gives me a tight hug. I pull her to me, soaking into her warmth. This is our first step towards each other and we have done exceptionally well.


Khushi’s POV


We kissed after all these months. Even if it was a brief one, for a limited time, it gave us the assurance that we were both missing each other throughout the day. So, now that we are dinning together, sitting next to each other, I give him another good news.

“I’ve pushed my present week’s schedule to the next.”

Arnav is still chewing the morsel but looks at me quizzically.

“Why?” he asks finishing it.

“What do you mean why? To spend the entire week with you. No work. No other commitments apart from being with each other, and learning everything about you that I missed in the past.”

He gives me a million-dollar smile liking the idea and feeds me the next morsel. We are eating from the same plate. They say when a couple eats in the same plate, their love doubles. I don't see any connection but what is the harm in doing such little things for each other? I eat the paratha piece he feeds me and wait for him to speak.

“What else did you think about us today?”

My cheeks hurt as I try to contain the response within me and not let it out to him. I really had thought in every possible direction about us today at work. And most of the bits are not sharable with him at this stage. It needs time. We need time to get there again.

“C’mon, Khushi. You can tell me. Everything between us has to be transparent from here on.. That's what you said.” Arnav coaxes me.


I look back at the plate to distract myself, or maybe even compose myself and break another piece of the paratha and feed him this time. He licks an inch of my finger in the process of taking it in his mouth and grins.

“I am not telling you anything until you open up some bits of our past, Arnav.”

His grin vanishes. I clutch his arm over the table and press it.

“I don't want to force you to tell me everything right away but please think about it. Our physical attraction and intimacy are on one side. Mentally and emotionally we have to connect to the same level.”

He exhales audibly. This is hard for him. I agree and so it is for me.

“I am trying. I really want to tell you everything, Khushi but it brings back the painful memories of the moments I don't wish to recall again.”


I feel his hands shivering. I press his hand harder this time to stop him from continuing it.

“Alright, not tonight. Not until you are ready to have this discussion. I wont force you, Arnav. Take your time.”

I kiss him on his cheek to relieve the pressure he has at the moment to unveil the strings of our past. Since we are done eating, I am about to rise from my chair and wind up the kitchen chores when Arnav pulls me on his lap.

His gaze penetrates into mine as we see each other.

“I am sorry, Khushi.” He means it as I see his eyes glisten with tears. “I’m sorry for punishing you without any fault of yours. I just wanted to revenge Shashi Gupta and at that period I only knew he was your father and a man who loved his daughter and could go to any extent to protect her. But I was wrong. He didn’t love you nor was he protecting you, he was just … safeguarding his secrets.. his crimes. After I denied leaving his company and my role in it, he tried all his ways to threaten me to quit the job and when I still didn’t pay heed to his demands, he targeted my family.”


I look at him in pain knowing how much efforts he is taking at the moment to reveal these things to me.

“After my father’s death, my uncle was the one who took us under his shelter. Me, Maa and Di stayed with my uncle those days when I was working in your company. He was my father’s youngest brother who never married. Shashi Gupta met him in my absence and threatened him to throw us out of his house but my uncle didn’t listen to him.”


A lone tear rolls down his eye and I think I am crying too because even before he can continue, I can feel his pain. Something horrible might have happened to his family which is why he hated me so much because no matter what…. It all started because I showed interest in Arnav for my desires. Had I not involved Arnav in getting close to me those days, Shashi Gupta would never have gone behind him.


“My uncle spoke to Maa about it and whatever Shashi Gupta had warned him to make us all homeless,” Arnav continues, his voice laced with a mix of pain and anger. That's when Maa met you at the temple and you threatened her that if I don't stop stalking you, you will lie to the police that I tried to molest you and that you will be enough to put me behind the bars.”

“Arnav, I am sorry…” I cry out.. “I didn’t mean it, Arnav.. I didn’t mean to threaten Maa but I got too scared when she told me that since your father died, you get attached to people and cannot bear the fact if they don't love you back.. She told me that and I was scared. You were already stalking me everywhere. Dad told me you denied quitting the job and you had challenged him to win me over. I didn’t want a middleclass life.. if you forced me ever to marry you. So these words of lying to the police about you molesting me just came out from my mouth and I am sorry for that.”

I try to stifle my cry but I can’t. I weep snuggling into him, to let him know I really am apologetic for what I did that day.

“I didn’t realize Maa will take it so much to her heart, Arnav...” I continue and then suddenly remember more. “I didn’t even know she met with an accident that day. It was only after six years later we got married that Dad told me about your mother meeting an accident that day after I left the place..”


Arnav pulls me harder into his embrace as if recalling that moment. We stay like that apprehending the impact of that accident in Maa’s life. My tears haven’t dried off yet when I suddenly have another query in my head. I pull away from his chest and meet his eyes again.

“After that accident Maa wasn’t in a state to even recall much and she lost her mental balance too, right?”


Arnav nods gently, holding up.

“Then.. how did you come to know what conversation I had with her? She couldn’t tell you anything as she wasn’t in her right set of mind. Then how could you relate it to me and held me responsible for her accident? Who told you all of that Arnav?”

Arnav wipes my tears first before taking that person’s name.


“Your friend. Sheetal.” he replies.


My heart skips a beat. Sheetal? My best friend? Arnav then tells me how after Maa’s accident when he was in the hospital, waiting for some updates about her health from the doctors, Sheetal showed up there and told him that I was responsible for his mother’s condition. She told him each and every word I spoke to his mother, and pointed at me for giving that trauma to Maa which made her skip noticing the vehicle coming from the other lane while she was crossing the road.

“Sheetal???” I snap. “She wasn’t even there when I spoke to maa that day..”

“But your driver was there, right?” Arnav asks and I nod. Yes. He was there. Because my car was punctured so all this conversation happened before him. “He told this to Shashi Gupta and in order to make me hate you, Shashi Gupta used Sheetal as a bait to come and tell me all of this so that I start hating you and stop stalking you once for all and leave the town.”


I swallow angrily. All these years I believed Sheetal was my bestie and I relied on her friendship. Why did she do this? And not even once she told me ever in the last six years that she had met Arnav and told him all that? Framing me in the negative light? How dare she planted that seed of hatred in Arnav’s heart for me and put all the allegation of Maa’s accident on my head?


To be Continued..


Note: The entire truth of the past is slowly opening up. There is definitely more to it which will come up in the upcoming parts.

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