Part 32 Suspecting Anjali

Alex handcuffed Shyam.

"Sir, on which basis you are arresting me?" Shyam asked.

"We will talk in the station, Mr. Jha. We have time."

"You ought to tell me the reason Sir... how could you arrest me baselessly?"

Shyam looked at Anjali who was thinking something.

"What are you thinking Anjali? Tell him, I'm not related to Khushi's escape"

Anjali was thinking about something that happened last night. Shyam woke her up last night and they had a session. He said he didn't get sleep having Anjali by his side. If he didn't get sleep last night, then he would have known about Khushi's call. The call timing and their session's timing were perfectly matching. That was what made Anjali suspicious.

"I would like to talk to him, inspector," Anjali said.

Alex thought for a while,

"Ok... you can talk. But don't try anything smart"

"No, inspector... this room has only one exit and my daughter is sleeping in that room," Said Anjali and entered the room.

Shyam followed her. he locked the door.

"What the hell is this Anjali? The inspector is suspecting me and you are silent..."

Cutting him,

"I know you were UP last night. Then you should have known about Khushi's call... you are the one who should have attended her call. I have no doubt about that. why didn't you wake me up to attend her call? What did you talk to her about? why did you delete her number from the call list? Why didn't you tell me about her call? What did you talk to her for more than ten minutes?" Anjali shot the question angrily, making Shyam shocked.

He might have thought of making her emotionally weak. It seemed tough for him. Anjali was not just suspecting but connected the dots perfectly. He cursed himself for waking her up to have a session last night. Yet he tried to get the situation in his hands. he thought for a while and was ready to turn the table.

"How could I tell you if your sister talked about YOU?"

Anjali frowned.

"Me? what did she talk about me?"

"She had been disappointed with you for many reasons. At first, she was angry with you for arranging her marriage without her acceptance. She thinks you want to lessen your burden. She thinks you are considering her as your BURDEN. She said you are selfish and wants to happen everything as per your wish"

If Shyam would have expected Anjali to become a weaker, poor man, he got disappointment. Anjali folded her hands with a stern expression.

"Don't you trust me, Rani Sahiba?"

"What are you hiding from me?" she hit him with a straight question.

"Me...? I don't hide anything... I did wrong by hiding the truth of her call from you. I should not have done that..." he pretended like regretting.

"If she wanted to complain about me to you, why did she call me?"

"She called you to fight..."

Cutting him,

"In the midnight?"

"She is in an affair with someone, Rani Sahiba. I understood that in her talks. That's why she called you to fight with you. using that in her favor, she would have planned to elope..."

"Enough... how many lies will you say? Khushi would not have complained about me... I know my sister. She would not have named me SELFISH because she wanted me to be selfish in some issues. We had talked about it many times. What do you know about us? She was not disappointed with me about her wedding. In fact, she wanted to get married. If she had conflictions, she would have told me clearly..."

"You trust your sister but me?"

"My sister never talked with conflictions... never tried to create RIFT in my mind like, you are trying to do now"

"Rani Sahiba..."

"Your words are not trustable. I'm getting suspicious of you... now"

Shyam was horrified. He didn't expect his own words would turn against him.

They heard the knock on the door. Anjali opened the door and walked out.

"Do you want to say anything, Madam?" Alex asked.

Anjali looked at Shyam who was looking at her with expectations.

"He said my sister would have eloped with someone"

"We don't need assumptions but the truth, madam. Mr. Jha can guess anything but how can we take it?"

"But, do you have any strong reason to arrest me?" Shyam asked.

"We are handling many cases every day in which respectable JEEJAJIs are harassing their SALIs... I suspect you would have tortured your sister-in-law in that way... you could have knocked on her door at the midnight... she would have called her sister to tell her that... you called her back who didn't sleep... she would have eloped to save herself from your LUST..."

Shyam was getting horrified by each and every word of Alex who spoke as if he saw everything in front of his eyes. More than Shyam, Anjali was shocked. She didn't think in the way, Alex thought.

"Nooooo no inspector... I'm not such a person"

"We will find it out, which kind of person you are"

Alex took Shyam with him. Anjali stood shockingly and could not digest the bitter possibility.

RM

Khushi was roaming in the living room. Arnav went somewhere after dropping her in RM. She was nervous. She knew arnav was angry with his father. She thought Arnav might have gone to meet his father. Nani smiled, seeing her restlessness.

"Why are you tensed?"

"Are not you, Naniji?"

"I got used to it" she smiled.

"Why are they troubling Arnavji?"

"They want the credit to be his parents as he became a successful Music director..."

"Do you know how furious he became when the girl touched him?" Khushi sat on the couch biting her nail.

Nani was about to say something, but at the same time, they saw Arnav entering RM with tightened jaws. It seems the task for which he went was completed. Khushi stood up, seeing him. Arnav slowed his walking speed down. He stood for a few seconds and again walked.

Khushi gestured to Nani to ask him where did he go, pleadingly.

"Chotte..." Nani called.

Arnav stopped without turning.

"Are you alright? Where did you go urgently?"

Arnav turned towards her and looked at Khushi who looked nervous.

"You know very well where would I have gone, Nani"

"I'm not clever to guess your moves, Chotte"

"I when to meet the person who is announcing himself my father"

"Oh... did he agreed not to announce himself as your father anymore?"

Arnav stood silently.

"Do you think they will be controlled?"

"They will see the worst side of mine if they don't get controlled"

"You have humiliated them many times... I don't think they got affected"

"It doesn't mean I can be quiet"

"I don't want you to be quiet... do something that can shut their mouth forever"

Arnav frowned.

"What's that? What do you want me to do?"

"Marry someone..." Nani said.

Arnav and Khushi were shocked.

"Until you get settled in your life, they won't stop nagging you. they will keep on torturing you if you are single. Just end it..."

Arnav gulped down, glancing at Khushi.

"Just because they are torturing me, do you want me to get married?"

"That's how you can stop them, Chotte."

"I have stopped the man already. If he has a little shame in him, he won't cross my path again"

That was when Nani's phone rang. She looked at her phone and showed it to Arnav where DAMADJI flashing. Nani attended the call.

"Hello,"

Arnav snatched the phone and turned the speaker on.

"You have made my son arrogant... do you know how did he talk to me? Doesn't he know the meaning of respect? What's wrong with him? Being his father, won't I think of his marriage?"

"Mr so-called father... Just think, your son died when you married someone, divorcing his mother. And for your kind information, any son who was abandoned by his parent would be obviously disrespectful. You should have taught him to be respectful. You don't have to bother about my marriage. I know when and how to get married" He disconnected the call and walked to his room.

Nani sighed.

"I don't think any girl would like to marry him if he is ragged" Nani sighed.

"Anyone who sees his inner beauty will like him, Naniji," Khushi said.

Nani smiled inwardly.

"Who could see his inner beauty if he shielded his heart with an iron wall called arrogance? He talks only with you... accepted you as his family. I don't think, he will find another one on the list" Nani stopped without completing what she exactly wanted to say and left the place.

What did she mean? Khushi bit her nail. Did she want Arnav to find another one? Or did she mean she was the one? She didn't understand. She saw Arnav coming downstairs again.

"Hari Prakash..." he shouted.

HP ran out of the kitchen.

"Bring me tea," he said and left for his room.

Khushi frowned. He knew she prepares tea well. Yet, why did he ask for tea from HP? She waited. HP got tea to Arnav's room. She waited for a few more minutes. HP came back with an empty cup. She went to Arnav's room and knocked on the door. Arnav saw her standing and nodded his head like, get in.

"Are you upset with me?" She asked without getting in.

He nodded NO, blinking his eyes slowly.

"Why would I be?"

"You asked for tea from Hari Prakashji..."

"I always ask him"

"You asked me to prepare tea today morning"

"I asked for Alex"

"I thought you are upset with me, that's why you didn't ask me"

"I'm not upset with you... in fact, because of you I'm looking a little bit cool after people made me upset"

Khushi smiled.

"Is it true?"

He nodded yes.

"I'm glad about it" Khushi was about to go,

"Are you busy?" he asked.

Khushi nodded no.

"You are not even letting me prepare tea... then why could I be busy?"

"Get in" he smiled.

Khushi came inside.

"Tel me Arnavji"

"Nothing particular... just feel to..."

Khushi sat. she saw a guitar there and thought of something.

"Arnavji, I know you sing sometime and play guitar well. Could you sing a song?"

"Now?"

She nodded yes.

"I sing worse..." he smiled.

"Lie... please sing..."

Arnav smiled, closing his eyes.

"Please, please..." she pleaded. She wanted to see what KIND of song he sings.

Taking a guitar, he sang. SUNO NA SANGEMARMAR... making Khushi stuck as it meant,

THESE MINARETS MADE OF MARBLE ARE NOTHING IN FRONT OF YOU. FROM TODAY ONWARDS, YOU ARE THE RULER OF MY HEART...

To be continued...