Part 39 Lost Control

"I want you to kill the old dog..." He said gritting his teeth furiously.

"Whom are you talking about?" The man asked with confusion.

"Ankit Chowdry... one of the archaeologists...."

The man was shocked.

"But he is a government servant... it will become a big problem and our village will get affected..." the man let out his fear.

"Don't I know that...? And moreover that, I will also get suspected if something happened to him... because everyone knows what happened between us two." Akash said.

"Then why are you voluntarily getting into the trouble?" The man asked.

"Look, Hithesh... it will not seem murder but an accident." Akash stopped and read Hitesh's facial expression.

"I understand what you say but they are not even coming out of the village but doing their assigned work. Then how could I make it possible?"

He really couldn't understand how to do it.

"Fire their house... then no one will suspect me," Akash said.

"I can't understand how no one will suspect you..." Hithesh frowned.

"I will go to the Bolenath village where Nandkishore's father is staying. Tomorrow morning I will leave." He said.

"Ware wah... what an idea sirji... So even if the villagers suspect you, Nandh Kishore's father will say you were with him...." Hithesh said elatedly.

"Exactly... there is no reason for the villagers to suspect you also. So we will be free." Akash said with a devilish smile.

"Done... I will fire the house tomorrow night." Hitesh agreed to it.

"But, don't forget... you should not miss the chance because if they became alert, we can never get such a chance. If you get caught, I won't help you." Akash warned.

Hithesh nodded yes and said,

"I know... I will not miss it." He promised.

Akash left his house.

Akash's mother, Mohini got angry and hit him badly when she got to know about he lost all the properties. She couldn't believe she left with nothing. Taking a knife, she tried to stab him. Akash clutched her hand and told her the plan. Mohini lowered her hand down.

"I don't know what you will do. I want all our properties back. That's all." She said wrathfully.

"I'm going to Bolenathpur tomorrow morning. In two days, we will get all our properties back. Trust my words."

"If you don't get it back, don't you dare to step into this Shivshakthipur village again." She warned.

Akash nodded yes.

"Until then you stay in our old house which is on your name," Akash said.

"You don't have to tell me what I should do." She said furiously, spitting fire through her eyes.

Akash left the place.

Next Morning

As per his plan, Akash was ready to leave the village. He went to the president's house to tell his decision. The president sighed wearily.

"I can't believe you could do this... I thought you are wiser but you disappointed me. You made my mouth shut by your worse behavior..." he really felt bad for Akash because Akash had created such an image in the village.

"I'm leaving... I can't work for someone in this village where once I used to afford jobs to people. I'm going to Bolenathpur searching for a job."

"Oh... Shivshankar is there in the village. He may help you to get a job there." The president suggested to him something useful unaware of the truth of Akash's plan.

Akash nodded yes, making a sad face, and left the place.

The matter of Akash's departure spread in the village like a forest fire. The matter reached Arnav and co's ears also. They felt happy because they thought Akash may create problems before the marriage but unexpectedly Akash left the village. But Arnav didn't feel good. His facial expression told them he was not fine with Akash's decision.

"What are you thinking ASR?" Aman asked, understanding his mind.

"It's not good if our enemy gets back off," Arnav uttered calmly.

"What do you mean, Arnav?" Shyam asked.

"Our enemy should be in front of our eyes. Or else how could we monitor his moves?" Arnav asked.

"Do you think he is planning something?" Aman asked thoughtfully.

"Yes...May be, he would have already planned something...he is a wounded snake, after all," Arnav said.

"You don't worry about him Arnav."

They looked at the entrance, hearing NK's voice.

"I called my father and told the arrival of Akash," NK said.

"What if he doesn't meet your father?" Shyam asked.

"He won't meet him because he is my father. He knew I'm with you... so he won't meet my father to get help."

NK underestimated Akash.

"Then why did you tell your father about his arrival?" Aman asked.

"Bolenathpur is a small village than Shivshakthipur. It's not hard to keep tabbing on someone. My father could do that for us and it's necessary to do that." NK said.

"Whatever... we should be more careful," Arnav said.

"Do you know the president ordered to shut down the village casino?" NK said.

"Really?" Arnav asked awe fully.

"Yeah... After what Akash did, he doesn't feel good to keep the casino in this village."

"That's a good decision," Aman said smilingly, looking at Shyam.

"Why are you smiling at me teasingly? I gambled for entertainment. It's not my passion." Said Shyam with a smile.

"Ok guys, I will be back..." Arnav said, standing from the chair.

They shared a content glance with one another with a teasing smile, understanding that why he suddenly going out.

"yeah..." Shyam said.

Arnav took a step and stopped hearing Aman,

"Convey my wedding wishes to Khushi..." He let Arnav know that where is he going.

Arnav smiled at him and left the room. As he expected, he saw Khushi going to Nk's field temple. The pooja basket was in her hand. He silently followed her until she reached the mustered field. Once she reached, he rushed to her and closed her mouth from behind. In no time, he dragged her inside the plants. They got invisible from the outer world as the plants covered them wholly. Khushi shocked at his action as she didn't know it's none other than Arnav. She sighed, seeing him. Arnav laughed at her expression and Khushi started punching his bicep.

"Do you know how scared I was?" she said panting hard.

Arnav clutched her hands smilingly.

"I'm sorry..." he touched her cheek lovingly.

"My heart is racing like a sewing machine." She said pouting.

"Really? I had never heard such a heartbeat. Let me check..."

He was supposed to keep his ear on her chest, Khushi pushed him away. Arnav fell down and hissed clutching his back. Khushi became horrified as she found a big stone on the ground. Arnav should have hit on it, she supposed. Keeping the pooja basket aside, she sat next to him and rubbed his back.

"Is it paining?" She asked while rubbing.

Arnav nodded yes, making face.

"I'm sorry..." She rubbed his back a little faster, keeping her hand on his shoulder.

Arnav slowly leaned on her chest and Khushi caressed his hair, thinking that he is really hurt.

"You are right..." Arnav said and Khushi frowned not understanding what he is talking about.

"What?" she asked cluelessly.

"Your heart is really racing like a sewing machine..." He said, still leaning on her chest, circling her waist silently.

Khushi tried to push him again. Arnav increased his grip around her, making her give up before his stubbornness. Now, Khushi's heart raced faster than before feeling Arnav on the sensitive part of her body. She stopped putting effort, understanding that reality that she can't get apart from him. As she was losing herself in his charms, her hands wrapped him automatically which decreased the last inch of the gap between them. Arnav made her sit on his lap to get more comfortable. Arnav slowly raised his head and saw her dizzy state. He brushed her lips passionately to make her give up completely. They shared a zealous kiss overpowering one another. After a long and obsessive kiss, Arnav left her lips which were in his control. Keeping her forehead on his, she stayed hugging him tightly.

"Is the marriage necessary to share ourselves?" Arnav asked no-no he begged.

Khushi looked at him and nodded NO which made Arnav weaker and weaker.

"Khushi please go, before I lose my control completely." he pleaded.

Khushi softly pressed his shoulders and made him lay on the ground. She placed herself on him and closed her eyes.

"Cool down Arnavji... we waited for births... can't we wait for a few days?" She looked at him raising her head.

Arnav nodded NO. Khushi chuckled softly.

"Ok... I'm ready." She said.

Arnav flipped her underneath him.

"Don't underestimate me... I will swallow you in a go," he said caressing her cheek with his nose.

Khushi clutched his hair, feeling erratic. Arnav was about to say something, they heard chatter sound in between the plants. Arnav looked at her shockingly.

"Someone is there..." Khushi said with bewilderment.

"You go... I will come afterward."

Khushi nodded yes. Taking the pooja basket she started moving slowly. Though Arnav stayed there his eyes were only on Khushi. He searched here and there to know the reason for the sound. But he couldn't find anyone or anything.

To be continued...

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Murderer...

Garima was arranging for the marriage rituals wholeheartedly but pretending like she was upset because she doesn't want the villagers to get suspect them. Today is Mehendi. She saw Khushi coming from the temple. She asked Khushi to get ready for the ritual. Khushi's friends were experts in drawing Mehandi. They were in Khushi's place to draw Mehendi on her palms and also legs.