《Tumse Na Jaane Kyuin✓》Epilogue
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Khushi sat on the bed, Her eyes fixed at a point in the distance. “What’s running in your head?” She heard his voice, closer than she had perceived it to be causing her to flinch.
“” Khushi scolded him
“” Arnav almost pouted.
“” Khushi asked, turning to Arnav.
“” Arnav made a plate for her.
Khushi's eyes brightened, looking at the plate filled with her favourite food.
Arnav made a morsel for her and asked her to open her mouth.
“” Khushi asked.
“” Arnav answered feeding her another morsel.
“No later,” Khushi tore a bite of the poori and made a morsel “”
Arnav smiled, opening his mouth. “” He asked.
Khushi shrugged. “” She grinned.
“” Arnav informed her.
Khushi frowned, “” Arnav spoke before Khushi could.
Khushi nodded.
It had been two weeks since the confrontation had taken place, Devyaani Raizada had been made aware of whatever was going on in the house behind the lady's back, although shocked at the events. She had understood her grandson's fears and supported him.
“” Devyani Raizada had blessed the soon-to-be parents with all her heart. Her eyes reflecting her ecstacy at being able to see her family happy.
Subhadra Devi Mallik had, on getting to know about Khushi's pregnancy thrown a huge fit which didn't come as a surprise to any of the family members.
“” She had asked angrily pointing a finger at Khushi who was trembling.
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“” Venom dripped from her every word.
Khushi's grip on Arnav's front tightened, tears rolling down her cheeks, harshly clawing his heart in the process.
“” Arnav warned dangerously still holding a sobbing Khushi close to himself.
“”
Arnav boiled in rage hearing the words, so much so that he let go of Khushi in a jerk and in other was standing directly in front of the vile woman, his hand raised in mid-air ready to slap Subhadra Devi Mallik.
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“” Khushi screamed, effectively freezing her husband's hand. “”
Arnav closed his eyes, Made a fist of his hand and lowered his hand.
“” Subhadra asked, eyeing Khushi with distaste.
“” Arnav said through gritted teeth, his bloodshot eyes burning in rage.
Subhadra Devi malik flinched on seeing pure rage reflecting in Arnav's chocolate brown eyes.
Khushi walked up to him, keeping a hand on his shoulder, “” Her voice trembled as she let the monosyllable out.
Arnav took a deep breath before turning to his wife, who he knew was already too disturbed by the events of the last few minutes and cupped her face, wiping her tears. “” He whispered softly.
“” Arnav growled.
Subhadra Devi Mallik had still not left the house, neither had ASR or Shyam wanted her to, But if she was earlier forced to stay away from Anjali by Shyam, Arnav wasn't letting even the shadow of Subhadra reach his wife or baby.
Khushi was being treated like a glass doll by the whole family, everyone was busy showering her with all the love attention and care on earth. Armav was always around her.. Hovering over her like an over-paranoid and over-protective husband that he was.
Suddenly, Khushi had become the centre of his universe, Khushi couldn't help but feel blessed on receiving such a special treatment from her Arnav-ji for the last two weeks
Shyam on the other hand, was trying his best to make things normal between Anjali and himself, knowing all too well that it just wasn't easy to forget everything and move on just like that, as if nothing had happened. He knew that she needed time, and this time he was ready to give her a lifetime if that meant she would, at the end forgive him for his sins and accept him back in her life.
They still didn't talk in the confines of their room. They still weren't normal, but Shyam knew that Anjali's decision of distancing herself from him was justified. Hell it was even justified if she asked him to divorce her after whatever he had done to her, He fervently hoped she never asks for a divorce, because he knew he had no argument which could stop herself from leaving. He had, in one thoughtless action of his, fated himself to lose the most precious possession that he had.
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-His Anjali.
Back in the present, Everyone had assembled in the hall of Shantivan on the request of Shyam who was now standing in the middle of the room with a CD in his hand.
“” He held the CD up for everyone to see “”
“” Anjali asked, frowning.
“” He answered putting the disk in the Laptop, and connecting the latter to a home theatre system.
“”
“” Shyam said.
“” Subhadra asked feigning shock.
“” Shyam ignored subhadra.
“” Khushi asked
“” Shyam said playing the video.
ArShi and Payash gasped, catching on to the line of thoughts of Shyam.
The video played, Showing Subhadra Devi Mallik, with her back faced to the camera scattering the glass pieces on the carpet of Anjali and Shyam's room, a sick smile visible on her face through the night-vision enabled cameras as she turned to leave the room. A few minutes later, Anjali entered the room and the glass pierced her feet making them bleed
Anjali gasped, tears shining in her eyes.
Next, The video shifted to the staircase where Subhadra devi was fiddling with the wires leaving them naked. Anjali, who was already stumbling on her injured feet held the railing to balance herself was thrown back by the force of the electric shock, The video ended showing the back of a man running upstairs
Anjali hugged her baby bump protectively, crying softly.
“” Arnav looked helplessly at her sister's sobbing form
Shyam walked upto her and took her in his arms, rubbing soothing circles on her back with one hand and caressing her hair with another.
“” Shyam whispered soothingly to a shaken Anjali
“” She sobbed.
“” Shyam sighed.
“” Arnav caressed his sister's hair.
“” Subhadra Devi Mallik defended herself.
“” Shyam asked with a sneer.
Subhadra gulped.
“” Subhadra smirked evilly
“” Shyam asked exasperated. .
“” Subhadra said sadly
“” Shyam asked stupefied
“” Subhadra said nonchalantly.
Shyam played the recording on the home theatre, Subhadra's voice resonating in the hall.
“” Subhadra growled.
“” Shyam snapped at her.
The police entered the house. “”
“” Shyam told the officers. A lady constable handcuffed her.
“” Subhadra gasped.
“” Shyam smirked
“” Subhadra broke free of the lady constable and charged towards him but was pulled back by the constable.
“” Shyam whispered coldly coming dangerously close to her.
“”
“” Arnav said flatly.
The inspector nodded and gestured his team to walk out of the house.
“” Arnav said authoritatively.
“” The inspector nodded and walked with a handcuffed Subhadra Devi Mallik.
Finally, The evil had left the house and it was, again filled with only happiness.
Shyam looked at Anjali, Who still had tear marks on her face as she sat on the bed.
“” Shyam said softly wiping her face and kissed her forehead gently.
Anjali gave him a small smile.
“” Khushi whispered.
“” Arnav assured Khushi pulling her in a side hug.
Khushi snuggled into him.
“” Arnav said extracting a book-of-sorts from the nearby drawer.
“” Arnav said.
Khushi smiled
“” Arnav asked
Khushi nodded taking the album from him and leafing through its pages.
“” Arnav kissed her nose and palms before leaving the room.
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