When Khushi didn't reach home by 8. Arnav started feeling worried. With the intention to go find Khushi, he took his car keys and started walking out. Just then, main door opened and Khushi walked in with a tired face. She had important work at office and was held up longer than usual. Moreover her pregnancy was tiring her. She felt drained. Just wanted to freshen up and sleep. For some moments, she forgot about the divorce matter.

But everything came back with full force as soon as she entered inside the house. She saw an angry and frustrated Arnav all ready to leave somewhere. Seeing Khushi, all his worry flew away and once again anger dominated his persona.

Khushi sighed. Guess it was time for confrontation. Khushi came inside with an expressionless face. She silently started walking towards her bedroom.

"Stop!" Arnav said gritting his teeth.

Khushi stopped at her place but didn't turn back to face him. Arnav came in front of her.

"Where were you till now?" Arnav asked with anger.

"Work." Khushi answered in one word.

"I called Shukla. He said that you don't work with him anymore. Then where were you?" Arnav asked frowning.

"I have got job somewhere else." Khushi said calmly.

"Where?" Arnav asked frowning.

Khushi contemplated answering the question. Should she tell. Arnav could create problems if he wants. But what's the guarantee he won't find out even if she doesn't say. He has means. He would use it. So she decided to be truthful. Anyways it's not going to do her any good even if she lies.

"Oberoi constructions." Khushi again answered in one word.

Arnav was getting irritated with her monosyllabic answers.

"What work do you have at Oberoi Constructions? Do you work at their canteen?" Arnav asked confused.

Khushi felt hurt and angry. What does this man think of her? Can't she get any another work than a cook?

"I work as the junior architect there." Khushi answered with a blank face not showing her emotions.

"Junior architect. But you... How can you get job as junior architect?" Arnav asked confused.

She is only 12th pass right. Then how did she get job as junior architect. That too at Oberoi constructions. One of the topmost construction company of the country, well Asia. They only hires topclass employees.

Khushi remained silent and didn't answer anything. She didn't felt it necessary to answer him. Whatever he wants to think, he can think. She is not bothered anymore.

All the Raizadas also were in similar situation as Arnav. They also couldn't understand how could Khushi get job in Oberoi constructions. Except one person. Who had a scared look.

"Khushi, you started working in Oberoi Constructions. You didn't say that you are going to work there. You could have atleast told me before taking up the job." Payal said worried.

Khushi looked at her sharply. "Though I like cooking, I was not much satisfied with the Dubba Service job. Also most of the people didn't like me working there. So when I got a job offer from Oberoi Constructions, I took up the job." Khushi said shrugging.

"But why will Oberois offer you a job?" Anjali asked confused.

"When I was studying in college, there was this competition conducted by Oberoi Constructions for students during vacations. Any student of architecture stream could participate. I participated in that and got first prize. As a reward, I was allowed to do a two month internship at their company during my vacations. The boss was impressed by my work and gave me a recommendation letter which I could use after my college finishes to get job there.

"After my studies, I applied there and I was called for interview. But due to some circumstances, I couldn't go for the interview. One month back, they were recruiting architects for their new branch in Delhi. So they send me an interview letter once again as I was already selected the previous time. I went for the interview and got the job." Khushi concluded.

"College? Which college did you study?" Arnav asked confused. He never knew his wife has studied in college.

Khushi sighed. "I have completed my Masters in architecture from UCL. I have also completed my MBA online from same university." Khushi said calmly.

"Then why didn't you tell this before?" Arnav asked frowning. UCL. That's one of the top college in the world. If she had a degree from there, then why would she hide it.

Khushi looked at Payal who looked down. "When Guptas were looking for alliance for Payal Jiji, a boy came to see her. But after knowing that I am more educated, he wanted to marry me. I denied for marriage and they broke the alliance. Buaji was worried that my educational qualifications will pose problems for Payal Jiji's marriage, so she asked me to not tell anyone about my studies till Jiji doesn't get married. But after our marriage, one thing led to another, I didn't get chance to say about it." Khushi said sighing.

The Raizadas were frowning by then. Payal was squirming at her place. Akash had a disappointed look. Mami looked as if someone has poured cold water on her.

"Wait you have double masters. Actually how old are you?" Anjali asked confused. She always thought Khushi to be 18 year old little girl. Her brother is 29 year old. She was somewhere worried about their age difference.

"24. I was joined to school early and I skipped one year. Then my MBA course was online. So I took less time to complete it. Like six months. I am one year younger than Payal Jiji." Khushi said.

[OK. So the age of everyone goes like this
Anjali is 33 years old.
Arnav and Akash are 29 years old. There is a 8 months difference between both brothers.
Sheetal is also 29 years old and Arav is 8 years old.
NK is 27 years old.
Payal is 25 years old.
And Khushi is 24 years old. She completed her 12 at 15 years age. Then got admission in UCL same year. She left her mothers home at 21 years. She went to stay with Guptas but then went back to her college to complete her masters. One year later she came back to Lucknow after completing her masters (7 year course). Then did 6 months of MBA online course. And then Payal's first marriage got fixed. It has been one and half year since she met Arnav and one year since contract marriage and 8 months since second marriage. So legally they are married since their first marriage.
Hope timeline is clear.]

All were looking at her frowning. They couldn't digest what she said. Just then Arnav's eyes fell on the divorce papers kept on the table. Nobody has noticed it till now since he kept it there. And he also forgot about it while questioning about Khushi's work. But seeing the papers, everything came back to him once again. And his anger also escalated.

Khushi thought that Arnav didn't get the divorce due to some delay. So as soon as the questioning section by Raizadas got over, she started moving towards room.

"Wait..." Arnav stopped her again.

This time Khushi stopped and turned to him sighing. She felt confused seeing his sudden anger. Then seeing the legal papers tightly clutched in his fist, she understood what's happening. So he got the papers. She took a deep breath and calmed herself.

Arnav marched towards her in extreme anger. Standing toe to toe with her, he asked her shoving the papers on her face. "What is this?"

Khushi looked at the papers briefly and then stared at his face with an expressionless face.

Arnav gritted his teeth in anger. "I asked what the hell is this?" Arnav shouted angrily.

The Raizadas flinched on the background and looked at the couple confused. But Khushi stood there with a calm look. It looked like she was a stone.

"Khushi, don't test my patience. Answer me dammit. What the hell is this?" Arnav shouted shaking her by her shoulders.

Khushi relieved herself from Arnav's hold and stood one step back. "Don't you know what it is? I thought you could read." She asked calmly.

"I bloody well read what crap it is. I am asking you why the hell did you send it to me." Arnav asked angrily.

"I send it because I want it. I tried talking about it in the morning but you were too busy to listen to me. So I thought when you will get the papers, you will understand it on your own." Khushi said calmly.

"What do you mean by that. How dare you send me divorce papers? Huh, how dare you, Khushi?" Arnav screamed again holding her shoulders tightly.

Hearing that, the Raizadas gasped collectively. All of them looked at the couple wide eyed. Sheetal was elated. She had a victorious smile on her face which she hid quickly. But Khushi wasn't bothered about anything. She didn't react to anything.

"I want divorce. So I send the divorce papers." Khushi said still maintaining her calm look.

Arnav glared at her. Her calm look was irritating him. She looked like a rock. He looked in her eyes for any emotion. Pain, hurt, anger, anything. But her eyes looked cold and dead. He felt like something broke inside him. A fear engulfed him. Her eyes were the mirror to her soul. He could always read them. But now, there was nothing except emptiness.

He felt like loosing. He wanted her to respond to him. But the calm look on her face was not helping. It looked like nothing affected her. He didn't affect her. It scared him. He wanted her to react. To cry, to fight, to slap him, something. So that he could fight with her and make it fine between them.

But this emotionless face was giving him bad vibes. As if he is loosing her. Or did he lost her already. No. He won't let that happen. He had to make her react. He had to make her respond to him. His feelings.

"What the. Have you gone mad? Is this some joke?" Arnav asked glaring at her.

"No. It's not a joke. I am serious. I want divorce." Khushi said expressionless.

"To hell with the divorce. Stop this bloody nonsense right now. Do you hear me, Khushi? I said stop his prank or whatever it is,stop this right now?" Arnav shouted.

"It's not any prank. I am really serious. I want divorce." Khushi said sighing.

"Shut up. Shut the bloody hell up. What do you think of yourself, Khushi? How dare you say this? Divorce. How dare you talk about divorce?" Arnav screamed shaking Khushi.

Khushi took away his hands from her and stayed silent.

"Speak up, dammit. How dare you do this. Divorce? How can you even think about that?" Arnav was loosing his patience.

"I want divorce." Khushi repeated looking at him calmly.

"Shut up. Don't say that ever. You are not getting any divorce. Do you hear me you are not getting divorce. You are mine. My Khushi. My wife. Mine for this lifetime. No for next seven lifetimes. If there is anymore. Then for that also. You are mine. Forever. Nobody can take you away from me. Not even you yourself." Arnav said hugging Khushi tightly. "You are mine." He repeated.

Khushi froze in her place when he hugged her. She didn't hug him back. But it took her a moment to compose herself. She struggled in his arms and pushed him away.

Arnav stumbled two steps due to the push. But regaining his balance, he again came to hug her. He was feeling scared. Her demeanor is scaring him. He wanted to hug and keep her in his arms, to reassure his heart. To reassure himself that she is with him. She is his. Forever.

But before he could hug her, Khushi showed her hand. "No. Don't touch me." She said moving away from him.

Arnav stood shocked. It was getting difficult for him to gain control over himself and the situation. He was feeling like he was encountering his worst nightmare. He just wanted it to end. So that he could get up and see Khushi sleeping in his arms safely. He couldn't take it.

"Khushi..." Arnav called her painfully.

Khushi ignored his painful call. "No. Stop it. I don't want to talk to you. I want divorce. That's it. Just sign the papers and let's get over with it." Khushi said nonchalantly.

Hearing her, Arnav's anger came back with full force. "Shut up. I told you, don't speak about Divorce. What is this? I want divorce. I want divorce. You are not getting any divorce. You are stuck with me forever." Arnav shouted.

Then looking at the divorce papers, he said, "It's all because of this stupid papers. Let me get rid of it. Then it will all be over."

Saying that he was going to tear the papers but before that Khushi screamed, "Don't even think about it."

"These are court papers. If you tear it, then you will be in trouble. You have to give a response to the court." Khushi said calmly.

"You want response, right. I will give you response. Listen carefully, Khushi. Till I am alive, I won't let you go away from me. You are mine forever." Arnav said determinedly.

Khushi sighed. "I don't want to make it ugly. I just want divorce. It's better if we do this without creating much problems." She said.

"Well then, wifey. You are not getting any divorce. If you think I will give you divorce, then that's only your misconception. You are my wife and you will remain so." Arnav said smirking.

"I don't want to stay with you." Khushi said.

Arnav felt hurt hearing that. "Why, Khushi? Why are you doing this?" Arnav asked hurt.

"I can't stay with you anymore." Khushi said looking away. She doesn't want to fall weak in front of him.

Arnav felt angry seeing her nonchalance. "Why, dammit? Why you want this? Why can't you stay with me?" He shouted. "I love you. Then why are you doing this to me?"

"I don't love you. Not anymore." Khushi said closing her eyes.

"What do you mean by you don't love me?" Arnav asked shocked. "Khushi, we are Arnav and Khushi. We love each other. Remember Arnav Khushi Hamesha. We can never stop loving each other." Arnav said cupping her cheek. He felt his heart breaking seeing her unemotional face.

Khushi looked at his eyes. There was pain in them. She closed her eyes. "I don't love you. Not anymore. The love, it.... it just ended. I just stopped loving you. I couldn't feel it in me anymore. I don't love you anymore." Khushi said painfully. She gulped feeling weak. No. She can't do it. It's getting difficult for her.

"What nonsense are you saying? How can love just end? Love never ends, Khushi. It never ends. We can't stop loving someone. We love each other. We will always love each other." Arnav said touching his forehead with Khushi's.

A lone tear escaped from both of their closed eyes. The tear mingled and got lost in Khushi's hair. Both of them opened their eyes and looked at each other's eyes. There are pain in their eyes. But then Arnav saw Khushi eyes turned rigid and then emptiness filled them.

Khushi pushed Arnav away and took steps away from him as if burned. Arnav looked at her shocked. "Khushi..." Arnav tried to reach her.

But Khushi once again stopped him showing her hand. "No!!! Don't come near me. I don't love you. I want divorce. I want to get out of this relationship. It suffocates me. I am tired of this. I just want divorce. That's it." Khushi said that and ran upstairs.

"Dammit." Arnav screamed in outrage.

The entire Raizada clan was shocked. They were paralyzed with shock since the talk about divorce started. They couldn't understand what was happening. The most lovely couple according to them is going for divorce.

What? Why? When? How? A thousand questions ran in their heads.

"Chote, this... what's all this?" Anjali asked confused and scared.

"Di, please. Don't ask me anything now. I... I just need sometime. I... I will handle it. Yes... I... I will handle it. Khushi is mine. I won't let her go away from me." Arnav said to Anjali. But it was more to himself. He looked slightly disorientated. The shock was too much for him.

Is this the end? Is he going to loose Khushi? Is he going to loose Khushi also like his Mumma? Will she go away from him forever? Then what would he do? How would he survive without her?

Raizadas looked at him sympathetically. They felt bad for him. Even they couldn't understand what was happening? And why? They wanted to ask questions.

But before they could ask anything to Arnav, HP came there and announced, "The dinner is ready."

All looked at him confused. HP had a passive look. He didn't felt any sympathy for these people. Neither for Arnav nor for this family. They deserve it. In fact it's all their doing. He didn't felt an ounce of pity for their state.

After understanding what HP said, all moved towards dining table. Nobody had mood to eat anything except Sheetal. She felt like celebrating and eating a feast. Arnav didn't move from his place. Then Anjali coaxed him to eat.

Unwillingly he went to dining hall and sat with them. Eating a couple of morsels, he left from there. He immediately went to his room.

Entering inside, he saw Khushi coming out of the bathroom after changing into her night clothes. He wanted to talk to her but she completely ignored him. He saw her tired look and decided against stressing her further. Honestly he didn't know what to say or how to start a conversation. Though she was in front of him, she looked miles away.

After few minutes, he went to freshen up. Changing into his night dress, he came back to his room. He felt emotionally drained. He decided to sleep and talk to Khushi the next day. But he frowned seeing Khushi moving towards recliner to sleep.

He all of sudden felt like Khushi was going away from him. All these days, due to his anger and ego, he didn't stopped her when she slept on the recliner. But now he felt like loosing her when she laid on the recliner. He went to her and lifted her up in his arms.

Khushi was shocked by the sudden lifting. Her hand automatically went to her tummy. She started wriggling in his arms. "What are you doing? Leave me." Khushi shouted moving her hands and legs.

Arnav was moving to the bed but his legs stumbled on the rag and he lost balance. "Aah" Khushi screamed and clutched him tightly afraid of falling down and loosing her Babies. Arnav soon steadied himself and hugged Khushi tightly.

Khushi started crying being scared. Arnav looked at her concerned. He felt guilty. He doesn't know about the babies. But he felt guilty for making Khushi scared.

"Khushi..." He called her softly still keeping her in his arms.

Khushi looked at him teary eyed and tried to get down from his arms. Arnav made her stand on the ground. Khushi moved away from him and cried uncontrollably clutching her tummy. She was shivering. Fear of loosing her Babies engulfed her entire being.

Arnav felt bad and moved towards her to console her. Khushi shook her head and ran to the washroom. She locked the door and sat on the floor crying clutching her tummy. Arnav could hear her loud sobs. He banged on the door worried.

"Khushi.... Khushi, open the door. Let me in. Khushi, are you alright. Open the door, Khushi. Say something. I am getting worried." Arnav asked banging the door.

"Leave me alone. Go away!!!" Khushi screamed from inside the bathroom.

Arnav felt helpless. He sat outside feeling guilty. He could still hear her cries. He didn't knew how to console her. She didn't want him near her. It hurt him to think that.

After half an hour, which felt like a century for Arnav, Khushi came out. Arnav stood up seeing her. He tried to move towards her but seeing her moving away from him, he stopped. She silently went to the recliner and laid down.

Arnav looked at her sadly. He switched off the lights except bedside lamps and laid down on the bed looking at Khushi like his everyday routine. But seeing him looking at her, Khushi turned around and showed her back to him. Arnav felt bad and kept looking at her sadly.

After few minutes, Arnav felt Khushi's breath becoming even. He slowly stood up from the bed and came near the recliner. As if on cue, Khushi turned around facing him. Arnav sat on his knees near the recliner and admired her. He gently kissed her forehead careful not to wake her up.

"I am sorry. I promise I will make everything fine." He promised.

He got up and laid on the bed. Soon he slept off.

A star looked at the couple in disappointment and sadness. "WISH IT WAS THAT EASY, CHOTE." She wanted to tell him.

So the next part is up. This was one of the most difficult chapters, I have ever written. I don't know if I did justice to the emotions. Please please comment on that. So that I can improve as coming chapters will be more emotion packed.

So back to story. There was a small Arnav Khushi confrontation. Don't worry it's only a start. How do you think Arnav and Khushi handled the situation. The divorce drama has begun. And Arnav has refused for divorce. What do you think will happen next. Will Khushi get divorce. Will Arnav let Khushi go. Is it really the end of their love. Did Khushi really fell out of love. Is it possible to fall out of love.

Please vote and comment.