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"ARJUN! COME DOWN AT ONCE! YOU ARE GETTING LATE FOR SCHOOL AGAIN!"
A seven year old boy with jet black hair, chocolate- coloured eyes hurried down the stairs.
"Mama, I'm sorry but I was adding changes to my story. Everybody in our class will be presenting theirs tomorrow." He said swiping his coat off the sofa.
"You know Arjun, you remind me so much of..." Khushi said lost in thought, her smile slowly disappearing off her face.
"What mama? Remind you of who?" Arjun asked breaking Khushi out of the memories she had just entered.
"Nothing. Khushi said fixing a her smile back onto her face. "I'm getting late for work and you are getting late for school. Come along, let's get going."
"Sure, mama." As much as Khushi hated not telling him the truth but she didn't want her only child being exposed to the truth she detested.
Arjun had walked outside to the car.
Khushi grabbed Arjun's bag, a box of home-made biscuits and her file, and made her way towards the car. She entered the car to hear Andrew, the driver, laughing at some joke Arjun had told him.
"Andrew, please drive to Arjun's school and then to the office."
"Of course ma'am."
Approximately 20 minutes later they were outside the school.
"Mama we're here. But remember you promised to make some biscuits for the school fair."
"Of course, how could I forget, when you've reminding me about it for the past week. Here you go." Khushi said handing over the box to her son.
"Thank mama. Love you. Bye"
"Love you too, darling. Bye"
Khushi smiled seeing her son run eagerly to the school gates. How quickly he had grown? And him being the spitting image of his father. Even after what happened between them.
"AARAV IS YOUR SON,ARNAV." Sheetal shouted. She calmed down seeing his shocked face. "He's our son." She said touching his shoulder.
"Sheetal, stop right there. You're a friend don't ruin our friendship. Stop lying about Aarav."
"Friendship, really? And Why would I lie about Aarav? Don't you remember that time when we both got drunk. And you told me you had a one night stand the next day after I left. That one night was with me. When everyone thought I had a stomach flu, I actually had morning sickness. "
"I don't believe you. But I want DNA test proving that he is my son. So I know what kind of women you are."
Sheetal was about to continue when they heard a crash. Khushi stood there with a tray cluttering the doorway of living room area and coffee splatted on her clothes and hands. He started moving towards her when he saw her pure white alabaster skin turning red, burning. She moved out of the room, stumbling towards the stairs she hit the coffee table and fell down. Still she held her hand up refusing any help and limped up the stairs and toward her room.
Moving toward the stair he felt a hand restrain him. Swiftly turning he saw it was Sheetal.
"GET THE HELL OUT OF MY SIGHT RIGHT NOW!!!!"
Sheetal stood there not moving.
"I SAID RIGHT NOW!!!!!"
"Arnav right now you're angry and you're not thinking straight, here is my number if you want to see your son."
With that she departed.
He ran up the stairs to find his room locked.
"Khushi open the door right now. Khushi please."
"Chotte what is all this shouting. What is happening in this house?" Nani questioned.
"Nani, I don't know what to do? Khushi won't open the door."
"Khushi beta, open the door."
Still there was no reply.
Arnav ran into the garden connected to his room and opened the door. Khushi was lying on the floor unconscious with her foot in a completely abnormal position.
"Khushi," he whispered "what have I done?"
Without wasting a second he opened the door and Nani came in. Arnav briskly walked toward Khushi and swiftly picked her up.
Within 20 minutes they were in the hospital, the doctor was checking Khushi and the family had just arrived.
The doctor came out of the examination room. Looked at the family and said,
"Mrs. Raizada dislocated her ankle. We put put it back into the socket and she has a cast to stop it dislocating again. She was very dehydrated so we've inserted a IV drip. When she wakes up she'll in pain so we have given her some morphine for the pain. She will be required to stay here for 2 to 3 days to be kept under observation, by that time her ankle should be much better."
The doctors pager bleep.
"If you'd excuse me Mr Raizada I have a emergency to attend to."
With that the doctor walked away.
Arnav walked towards the room Khushi was resting right now. How was he going to help? She'd hate him and he knew she was not strong enough to know her husband had, or might have had, a child from pre-marital affair. For the world it was the 21st Century but according to Indians it was the 17th/18th Century.
He had made up his mind. IF the child was his then he would ensure he had full custody and his wife would stay by his side.
Arnav enter Khushi's room, although she was awake she did not respond to him. He knew she was hurt but right now was not the best time to talk to him.
This however, was the same for the next four days.
On the day she was discharges from the hospital Khushi spoke.
"Arnav are you having a DNA test for Aarav?" Khushi questioned.
"Yes, the results should be with us in a few hours at the latest."
Arnav left to complete the discharge papers. Unaware, that Sheetal was lurking outside Khushi's room.
She entered and saw Khushi sat on the bed, staring into space.
"Khushi please listen to me." Khushi looked at the door to see Sheetal near the entrance.
"What is it that you want to say?" Khushi asked, in a voice that didn't sound like her. She could feel something bad was going to happen.
"Arnav will take Aarav away from me when he realises that Aarav is his son. And you alone will be responsible for making a child grow up without both parents. How would you feel if your son got taken away from you? You have no idea how hard it has been for me being a single mother in this society but I have pulled through. Did you know Arnav was my first love? We were always together but then we parted our way and didn't meet but I had my little angel. Khushi don't let my child lose his mother, please I will give you anything just to let me, Arnav and Aarav be a family." Sheetal sobbed.
These words had a very deep effect in Khushi. For someone who lost both parents she understood.
Khushi remembered the sweet innocent boy, Aarav, she couldn't do this to him.
"Fine. You know when I first saw Aarav he reminded me of Arnav. He looked, talked, spoke, ate, stood exactly like arnav. I will leave but only for that little boy who deserve to have a family who loves him. Arnav will get signed divorce papers tonight. Then I will leave town."
With that Khushi walked out and Sheetal followed, each going in their different directions.
The plan I have very carefully executed had worked and soon I will have Arnav, Sheetal thought.
Arnav enters Khushi's room; he found it completely empty. Where was Khushi? She was here ten minutes ago, he thought.
Khushi on the other hand visited Arnav lawyer got the divorce papers signed and gave it to the lawyer to pass to Arnav whilst Arnav was searching frantically for Khushi.
For Khushi her happiness was swapped for the happiness of three people, a family.
She wasn't sure it was the wrong or right decision. She just hoped Arnav was happy.
Thanks for reading. Please like and leave a brief comment telling me whether I should continue or not. Thanks.
Edited by Roses_ZaYa - 15 May 2014 at 10:38am