Khushi stood up and moved closer to Anjali. Keeping her hand on her shoulder she made her look at her. She wiped her tear stricken face. But Anjali felt uncomfortable and moved away a little.

"Di, I know it is difficult for you to believe it. It would be, for any wife. I can understand your situation but believe me it wasn't my fault, any of it. I just regret not telling you about his ways when I got to know it before, when he was my fiance."

Anjali snapped her head in shock and confusion.

"Fiance?" She barely was audible.

Khushi nodded, lowering her head.

"Remember before Payal's marriage I was engaged to Shyam. It was him. I never had met him here in Shantivan or seen the picture of your husband before but on the day of pooja, I saw him on the terrace and then at the end of the pooja you introduced your husband to me. I was in shock and  didn't had a choice but to pretend as I am meeting him for the first time, although I was. Remember I told I called off my engagement the next day. I came next day to tell his truth but then your nuptial thread broke and you were so panicked. I thought it wasn't good time to reveal. Later on Amma said that I should keep quiet until Payal's marriage and the rest is history."

"You could have told me Khushi." Arnav spoke after long, finally. His voice hoarse and little harsh as if complaining.

"Like you told me the reason before marrying me. And what would have I said "Arnavji, listen your brother in law is cheating on your sister. He is the same Shyam I got engaged with. He is playing with two of us." She scoffed. "You would have laughed the matter out. "

Arnav clenched his fist and looked away.

"Look Di, I know I am fooling myself by keeping the truth at this moment where hardly anyone believes me. I don't care you people do or not but I had no other option but to save his life. The life of your baby. Shyam had told me that he will kill him and run off taking away all the property after trapping you all in a false case of his murder." Anjali gasped and palmed her mouth in utter shock.

"I don't have any solid proof of this but enough proofs to show you all his real face." She nodded at Aman.

Aman took a file and a CD out of his bag. Handing the file to Arnav, he moved near the TV to play the contents of CD.

The CD played..

"Hurry up guys, pack all of this. We don't have anymore of time. Its now or never." There were almost a dozen of men wearing black tuxedos with black goggles while Shyam instructed them.

"Yes boss." Many among them replied.

Picking up the weapons, rifles and putting them in the boxes, they sealed them and loaded them into trucks.

Aman paused the video. "He is a smuggler smuggling weapons to a  terrorist group outside the country." He played the clip.

Another group of men filled a box with RDX and life jacket bombs separately  and loaded it into the same truck.

The clip changed.

"Buck up you idiots. You know we have no fucking time left for its delivery. Move your butts faster." Shyam was in his formals wearing Rolex and a gold chains, ordering his mens.

It was a dark place seeming like at the outskirts of the city. The mens were filling up small packets of white powder and hiding them into the sole of sports shoes, precisely. Those shoes were sent to another group of mens who were stitching it to perfection.

Shyam had an evil smirk on his lips.

The video ends.

"This can't be possible. Shyam Ji cannot fucking do this. He is a lawyer so how come he is into all this. I have seen his case files in my room and saw him studying them as well at nights." Anjali defended her husband.

"Di. Here." Arnav who looked completely off of his mind handed her the file.

The contents of file described that Shyam is a killer and a run away criminal from Orissa. The police had been finding him since past 4 years but never got a lead on him as he changed his name from Manohar to Shyam.

He has killed his own family and eloped taking away the money leaving his brother who was estates at that time for studies, to nothing. He has cut his hair short and did an eye surgery so he wouldn't be easily recognised. He has put on some weight as well.

The file fell from her hands and the papers scattered around on the ground. Akash came and picked them and read it louder to the family making all of them distorted.

"How?" Anjali whispered.

"Anjali ji, I have my ways. Being friends to best detectives of Delhi made it easier for me. I just needed enough proofs to disclose his facade to you all so my sister could be proven innocent." Aman clarified.

"And you can anytime cross check the details Mr Raizada." He addressed, particularly Arnav.

"Please don't let him near the baby Di. Its upto you all now, what you want to do with him! I have done my part by protecting him. Hope you don't think this as a joke or something a sort of revenge from me. I am telling the truth." Khushi stood and neared Aman.

Aman smiled at her and embraced her in a hug and kissed her temple. "You were great."

"All because of you. I didn't broke down just because of you otherwise -"

"-you would have been a cry baby and then I would have no other choice but to pamper you." He made a pity face and Khushi gasped and hit him on the chest making him laugh.

"I know. I know you need baby sitting."

"Shut up." They both laughed together.