A week later. (Its almost around 10 days that the two couples got married)

Everything was the same. Gupta's as well Raizada's weren't in talking terms with Arnav and Khushi.

Although Arnav immersed himself in work but Khushi didn't had anything to do. All the members had got back into their daily routines but never crossed the path of Khushi.

Anjali wanted to ask her bhabhi about the sudden decision of their marriage but couldn't muster enough courage to go ahead and question her. She was too angry to ask her.

It was a similar day. Arnav was dressing quick enough. But suddenly he felt everything going blur and darkness appearing in front of his eyes. Holding onto the recliner head, he stopped and inhaled sharply. Shaking his head lightly, he drank a glass of water.

Blinking back his eyes, he left for downstairs. Although he hadn't had a proper one for a week now making his sugar levels drop. No one cared enough about the newly weds resulting in the downfall of his health.

Coming around, he sat down on the dining among others. But none of them cared enough to wish the other and Arnav being Arnav didn't greeted too.

Suddenly when he was going to have a bite of his toast, his cell went off. Fetching it from his pant pocket he answered.

"Ok. I am coming." And he hung up.

Glancing up at his Di, he saw that she was busy eating her meal. Sighing he left without having any food.

Just as he stepped outside, the dizziness again hit him hard. Holding the handle tightly, he shook his head and blinked his eyes. He took a step ahead when suddenly everything starts getting blur infront of his eyes.

He gulped and started blinking his eyes more rapidly.He lossened his tie a bit and opened the top buttons of the shirt. He walked down the stairs but suddenly he skid and fell from the third step.

He came rolling down the steps and hit his head at the last step.

"BHAIYA!!!" HP screamed, who came inside the house buying something but now the packets laid scattered around.

"Bhaiya. Arnav Bhaiya.." He ran to him and patted his cheek.

"Bhaiya, open your eyes. Oh god!! He injured himself." He said slightly touching the bruise on his forehead.

Standing up, he ran inside the house.

"Nani ji, Anjali Di... Voh... Arnav bhaiya.." He panted.

Getting up immediately, they rushed to him seeing his panicked state.

"What happened to Chotte?" Anjali asked worried.

"He... He... Stairs... Hurt.." He couldn't form  of a proper sentence.

Hearing him, they went pale and rushed out with him.

Descending down the stairs they saw a lifeless Arnav with small pool of blood around him.

"Chotte."

"Bhai."

"Arnav bitwa."

All shrieked at the sight. Akash rushed and lifted him in his arms. Rushing inside, he placed him on the sofa.

"Payal call the doctor."

"Already done Akash."

Khushi rushed down the stairs hearing the commotion. Coming around she saw past everyone and matched their line of sight to see a lifeless Arnavji lying on the sofa.

"Arnavji..." She whisper shocked.

The door bell went off distracting them for seconds. Hp rushed and opened the door, letting the doctor enter.

"Please make some space. Give him air to breath."

Making a way, they let doctor have a check on him. Doctor held his wrist checking his pulse and matching it with his wrist watch.

Opening his eyes, he checked them and then his tongue.

"He doesn't seem to have a proper meal?"

"No doctor. He takes his meal in the office and breakfast with us."
Anjali answered.

"No. I guess you should cross check about this if he gets his proper meal and meds. But for now, he is quite critical and we need to shift him to hospital."

"What!! Doctor what actually has happened ?" Tears cradled her eyes.

"His surgar levels dropped."

"Khushi ji. Don't you check if he gets his meds? You are his wife now for god sake. How can you be so irresponsible? Aah!! How can I even expect anything from the girl who didn't bother to-"

"Anjali betiyan." Nani stopped her.

"Please let us take him immediately." Doctor interrupted.

Nodding, Akash held his limp body and rushed towards his car. Making him lay at the back seat and placing his head in Anjali's lap, he took driver's seat with doctor in the passenger seat.

"I too want to go." Khushi said trying to open the rear door. She was in tears already.

"No. You don't have to be worried for him. His family is alive for taking his care." Nani replied.

"Nani-ji please." Akash meanwhile, without wasting a second speeded his car and drove out if the drive way.

"Akash ji. Please. Stop." She ran behind the car.

"Khushi. Stop it. Stop creating a drama." Payal held her hand and dragged her inside.

"Jiji." Khushi whisper shocked, looking at her face who turned her face and walked away.

Closing her eyes, she let those tears she held at bay, flow out. Looking around she found no one. Sighing helplessly, she went inside the praying room of the mansion.

Sitting in front of idol, she spoke to her.

"What do you want? Please tell me. If I had committed any mistake or sin then please punish me... Not him. Why would you do that to him. Please make him alright. Please Devi Mayia. I promise I won't ever ask anything again from you but please don't let him be alright." She cried.

Nani and Mami came around to see her crying sitting in front of the idol.

"Hello hi bye bye. If your drama's is over, please get aside. We need to pray for our Arnav bitwa. First you don't take care of him and now show off as if you love him." Manorama taunted while Nani stood glaring her way, not making a move to stop her daughter in law.

Silently standing up, she joined her hands and mentally prayed for his health. Moving aside, she let the two ladies pray and perform some puja's for the better health of their son.

Shaking her head, she stepped outside and went to her room. She didn't even knew to which hospital did they take him, so that she could visit on her own.

"How is he now?" Akash inquired.

"Much better. But I recommend you to have a proper check on his meals and their timings. I have made slight changes in his meds, do give him once in a day. If he wouldn't have been checked soon and given aid, we might have lost him." Doctor answered.

"Lost!" Anjali spoke in shock.

How stupid of me to ignore my brother for such a pity thing.  What not has he done for me!! If I would even sneeze, he would be there for me and scold me for not taking proper care of myself. But being an elder to him, what did I do!! I have been a shame in the name of a sister. What if I had.. lost him!!

He married despite knowing what a marriage has done to their mother. Still on our insistence he agreed on marrying. Though we like Khushi ji, so we should have been happy thinking he married her.

Khushi ji should have been careful with his health. She knew about his diabetes and as well as his workaholic nature. If we had been not in talking terms, she should have been taking care of his meals.

Khushi ji you shouldn't have done this.

"Di where are you lost? Bhai is absolutely fine now." He said wiping off tears from her face.

"Hmm... Can we meet him?"

"Doctor said we can."

Pushing open the door of his cabin, they entered in. He laid there lifeless surrounded by various tubes and pipes inserted to his hand. A sob escaped her seeing her brother.

"Di, control yourself please. You need to be strong for him."

Nodding at him, she wiped her tears and sat beside him.

"Chotte."

"Chotte, I am sorry. I am a very bad sister. You stood by me in every situation. But when it turned out to you, I backed away. I am such a shame in the name of a sister." She sobbed, face palming.

Arnav stirred in his unconscious state. He moved his hand that were injected with IV.

"Chotte. Chotte, you are awake." Anjali smiled.

"Di-"

"Sshh." She silenced him.

" You need rest. I will go and bring soup for you." She said

"Di. You aren't angry anymore?" Arnav asked innocently, with droopy eyes.

Anjali sat beside him and held his hand.

"No. I am not. I- I am sorry chotte. I shouldn't have overreacted. You found your happiness in Khushiji, and I should have happily accepted it as you did the same. You accepted Shyam ji without any fuss. How can I be so selfish." She sobbed again.

Arnav fisted his another hand, trying his best to control his anger.

Only if you knew their real faces di.

"No Di. It wasn't your mistake. Please stop crying. You know I hate seeing tears in your eyes." Anjali nodded and wiped them off her face.

"But I am upset with Khushiji. Why didn't you take proper meals? I know you are careless but now she is your wife. She should have been looking after your health."

"Di. I am ok. Please."

"You don't know what we had to go through seeing you lying there, limp. I- I thought..." She gulped reminiscing the scary memory.

"Please chotte, promise me, promise me that you will never neglect your health. Please chotte. I can't loose you after mumma and papa."

"Shh... I promise di and you aren't losing me."

"Now take rest. I will be back." He blinked his eyes at her and closed his eyes.

A few hours later he was discharged and brought home. He was strictly adviced to bed rest for few days.

"Chotte. Here have your meds." He got up and without a fuss took them.

"I can't believe this girl. She still doesn't cares. Where the hell is she? Chotte, she was like this before! I don't know what happened but I am really upset with Khushi ji." Arnav didn't comment on this.

Khushi stood just outside their room watching everything. She held her tears back seeing the duo.

Di is angry on me still. But what is even my mistake. He isn't even telling me the reason of our marriage. What if everyone remains upset this way!!

No. No.. I need to do something. I can't let this happen. I can't let this continue any more. I cannot lose the people who have been close to me, my only hope in life.

But Amma, Babu-ji and Bua-ji. How will I make them understand? Bua- ji doesn't even want to see my face.

"Khushiji, what are you doing here?"Anjali asked coming out of the room.

"Di... Voh-"

"You disappointed me. I thought you people married because you love each other. You love him, right? But I guess I was wrong. You don't even care for him!! Do you know what did doctor say? He said that if he wouldn't have been treated for another 5 minutes, he wouldn't have been in between us. We would have lost him." Anjali broke in tears.

"Di. I- I am sorry." She tried holding her but she moved away.

"Don't be sorry, untill you actually feel it. Untill you are sorry for your mistakes." Anjali left.

We would have lost him.

We would have lost him.

We would have lost him.

Lost him...

"Arnavji..." She gasped and ran inside the room.

Arnav looked at her and turned his head other way.

"Arnavji!" She sat beside him and looked at his back.

"Arnavji?"

"Leave." He replied.

"How are you? Do you need anything?"

"Peace!! Can I get that?" He cocked his eyebrow at her. Seeing her tear-striken, he gritted his teeth trying the urging need to wipe them off. But alas, turning the other way he covered his face and drifted off.

Looking at his sleeping form, she caressed his hair and placed a kiss on forehead. Getting up she covered him properly and went towards her place, where she would end up sleeping, Beside the pool.

Time went by and everything remained the same except for the pains, hurts, and difficulties in her life. They just increased with time.

Precap: After 8 months.
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