Sunday, March 11, 2012

SS : I Can't Let Her Go! Part 23 - I'll Sign The Papers


"Arnavji? I think its time we..."

Arnav groaned..."yeah..."

He quickly grabbed her jaw, making her eyes widen...

"but mark my words...whatever happens down there...YOU ARE MINE, and ALWAYS will be...understand?"

Khushi nodded

Arnav slid unhappily off her...

He held her shoulders lifting her up slowly seeing her face contort with pain...

"Khushi?"

"it's not that bad...just...different..."

"i love you very much..."

Khushi just smirked..."I can tell..."

Arnav helped her get dressed, every few seconds letting his fingers brush areas that would make her skin break out in goosebumps...

Finally standing at the bedroom door...Arnav said, "let's go Mrs. Raizada..."

"I'm nervous..." khushi said as she quickly gripped his arm...

Arnav looked down at her grasp...

She suddenly looked up at him fearfully and released his arm...she backed away in alarm...

Angry and confused, Arnav pulled her back to him..."what was that?"

Khushi tried to look away but he asked her again, "WHAT WAS THAT KHUSHI?!"

"I...I....I'm sorry..."

His eye brows arched up demanding a better answer...when realization hit him...

He'd pushed her away from him in the past, he'd thrown her hands off him before...and knew that she'd backed off in fear he'd do it again...

His repose softened, "Khushi..." he held her gently..."however i acted with you before..." he shook his head..."will NOT happen again...you can touch me, hold me, come close to me, hit me...i don't care...i just want you near me always...and after what just happened...i don't even want to let you out of this room...i don't want anyone's eyes on you, other than my own..."

Khushi tried to speak but  Arnav kissed her...erotically slowly...till she relaxed against him...

Arnav's eyes shone into hers..."let's go...my wife..."

Khushi smiled nervously...

Arnav opened the door, clasped her hand tight, and they walked to the top of the stairs...

They saw the entire family staring up at them...

Arnav pulled Khushi closer and whispered, "whatever happens...trust me..." ...Khushi whispered  a nervous, "okay"...and they walked down to face everyone...

The first to speak was Buaji..."Khushi. Come. We're going home. NOW!"

Arnav felt Khushi's other hand enclose over his hand...he made no move to let her go...

"Can we please all sit for a moment. Khushi and I..."

"NO! There is NO 'Khushi and you'...now let her hand go this minute!" Garima was infuriated...

Arnav willed his anger to subside..."listen. I am not going to let MY WIFE leave this house until i have spoken to all of you."

Arnav saw that Anjali had tears drenching her face...he was about to speak when Khushi spoke first...

"Anjaliji...I am sorry for keeping the truth about Shyamji from you...I didn't want you to be hurt..."

Anjali looked up at Khushi..."Khushi, i am hurting deeply, but it's not your fault...I will be alright..." she looked at her brother..."but Chote, i think it would be best if you let Khushi go home with her family so that we can all talk, and they can all talk..."

Arnav didn't have time to lividly protest to his sister...because Buaji lurched toward Khushi grabbing her other arm harshly making Khushi cry out...

He was now enraged as his wife was now the victim in a tug of war....

"LET. HER. GO."

"No! She is a daughter of the Gupta family, and you have no right over her!"

"I AM HER HUSBAND! RELEASE HER NOW!"

Khushi was now crying out loud and Arnav gripped her around her waist and pulled her from Madhumati's hold...

Arnav held Khushi's arm gently seeing how red it was...

"You let her go! Because in a few days you will no longer be her husband!"

The room went deathly quiet.

"what . Did. You. Say!?" Arnav growled...

"just what you heard!?" Garima crowed, "we took it upon ourselves to prepare for your annulment...and you will sign these papers or we will take Khushi from you and disappear..."

Buaji pushed papers in Arnav's face...

"Buaji? Amma? What have you done?" Khushi's voice was breaking with fear...

Arnav held her tightly as he read the papers carefully...

"Fine." He said.

"WHAT?" everyone said in unison.

"I'll sign the papers..." Arnav said plainly...still holding Khushi's hand, he walked to the table, took the pen from his pocket and signed his name...

Khushi looked up at him...she felt her heart crumbling..."A...Ar...Arnavji...what have you done..."

Arnav looked indignantly at Buaji and Garima, who were standing there in shock...

"There. I have signed your papers."

"Khushi, " Garima spoke firmly..."sign your name."

"NO!" Khushi yelled...she tried to pull free from Arnav..."How could you do this!? I thought...you said..."

Arnav's eyes held Khushi's..."sign...trust me" he said quietly.

She shook her head hoping he'd stop her...but she leant down and started signing her name...

She second she put the pen down, she felt her head pounding...Arnav quickly steadied her saying, "Khushi!? Khushi ...no....don't worry sweetheart...Khushi...!"

But it was too late, she collapsed against him...fainting dead away...






6 comments:

  1. awesome update she did not give him a chance to explain poor khushi she fainted (DUMAS)

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  2. I want to hear Arnav's explanation! It was written well. If you don't mind me asking, what nationality are you? Cause your profile picture gives me the impression you are American if you are I wonder how you became interested in Iss Pyar Ko Kya Naam Doo? If I have hurt your feelings or offended you then I am very sorry.

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    1. not offended at all!!!! anyone can ask me anything thing they want! :D I'm Actually Australian! I'm a Zumba Fitness Instructor and for a lot of my routines are to bollywood songs, so i became obsessed with anything from India! and then became obsessed with Geet, and now IPKKND :D

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    2. Australian, nice:D So that means you must understand Hindi very well then! I love your writing:D The way you write sex doesn't give me any creeps but leaves me with a good feeling....actually leaves me thinking this is what making love is called.

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    3. actually my hindi is very poor...
      but i'm so glad the sex scenes don't creep you out! to me, sex is a beautiful thing, so i'm not ashamed to write about it... :D

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  3. i have been catching up on all the parts and had to stop here to comment...

    you are doing a brilliant job...i am hooked on this FF....so gripping....the love scenes are beautiful and not vulgar....and the story seems to be getting more dramatic

    you write so beautifully....i'm hooked on all you stories...they are amazing...you certainly have a way with words...good job...

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