Part 22 Virat is acting

Aman was standing like a statue. Seeing Arnav's wrath, Aman understood where he is going. He must be going to Virat Villa. He knew how short-tempered Arnav is. The outcome of his anger is unbearable. He rushed out to join Arnav but before he reached the parking lot, Arnav left. Aman touched his pocket for his bike key. It was there. He jumped on his bike and kicked it. He headed towards Virat Villa.

Aman was not wrong. Arnav went to indeed Virat Villa. He stopped the car on the next road from the Virat Villa as there was a traffic jam. He walked towards the house. The watchman looked at Arnav and stood awe-struck seeing him after a long. Arnav entered, pushing the huge gate.

As Virat didn't expect Arnav's arrival, he was drinking tea, standing in the living room casually, keeping his hand on his hip. Arnav stopped, seeing him fit and fine. He ran his eyes on Virat tip to toe wondering. Virat's wheelchair was near the stairs. Has he recovered....? Or... he is acting like a paralytic attacked? Arnav hid behind the wall. Virat kept the cup on the tea table and went to the stairs. Arnav waited until he climbed three stairs and he rang the calling bell to know whether he is acting. Virat jumped from the stairs and sat in the wheelchair. Arnav confirmed that he is acting to get sympathy. Seeing Arnav standing at his doorstep, Virat got thunderstruck.

Arnav slowly moved towards him with a stern expression.

*So...everything is a drama????*

*What are you talking about, Arnav?* Virat stammered.

*I got to know everything about your drama...*

*No... you should have misunderstood...*

*I witnessed you having coffee... standing near the couch, keeping your hand on your hip, and climbing the stairs...*

*No, Arnav... I'm practicing...*

*Shut uppppp...* Arnav shouted.

Hearing his shout, Sheetal rushed to the living room and was bamboozled seeing Arnav.

In no time, Arnav rushed to her and clutched her neck with his right hand.

*How dare you talk to my mother-in-law and lie about me...? I have not told anything to the world about your sister so far... doesn't mean I won't do it anytime... I have all the judgment copies of the case... I have proof that your sister had intercourse with Sanjay. It won't take a minute to publish it everywhere... Don't make me stoop low. murdering someone is not new to me... and I won't hesitate to do that again if you interfere in my life* He strangled her neck, gritting his teeth.

Sheetal and Virat were shocked to hear that. Sheetal struggled to come out of his clutch. Virat ran towards them and pleaded with Arnav.

*Arnav please, leave her... I had already lost one daughter of mine... please leave her at least...*

Arnav pushed her with anger and turned towards Virat.

*If her upbringing was good, you would not have lost her... It's your mistake...*

Arnav looked at the entrance, seeing a shade. He saw Aman capturing a video of STANDING Virat.

*You had done a very good job, Aman. Send it to all our partners, shareholders, employees, and relatives.*

Sheetal rolled her eyes in irritation. Arnav left the place with Aman as there is nothing to talk about with them.

*How were you so careless, Dad?*

*I don't know how he came in...*

*What can we do now?*

Virat nodded his head left and right sadly.

*We have lost our only trump card. If he sends the video to all, none of them will trust us...but insult us...* Sheetal shouted.

*Let's go to Singapore... we don't have to be here anymore... we can do nothing with Arnav anymore...*

*Why can't...? Why we can't do anything? Maybe, I can't stop his marriage... but I will never let him live peacefully. How could I forget this humiliation? How dare he strangled my neck...? He has to pay for it... not only him but also Khushi...*

*You said she didn't trust your words...*

*What if she didn't trust my words... Arnav will trust them if he heard something about her because he is a wounded snake... he won't trust any woman easily. If I sprinkled a doubt seed in his mind... he will lose his sleep*

*But, how Khushi is so stern...? Did she love him from the beginning?*

*No way... she is very smaller than Arnav. She was in school when he got married... girls are not idiots nowadays...*

*however, do the arrangements to settle down in Singapore...*

*Yeah... my cousins will help me to finish Arnav and Khushi's chapter.*

Virat nodded yes.

Arnav went to AR. Aman sent the video to the people as Arnav said and then started the bike toward AR. Arnav expected Khushi to call him. She didn't call him the last night. She usually calls him and blabbers something. Today also called Aman, not him. Khushi was unable to call him as she had been surrounded by her relative girls. They landed in GH for the ROKA which was the next day.

Roka

RM was ready for the ROKA ritual. Ratna was at the reception to welcome the guests with Manorama. Raveena and her family reached RM.

*Welcome, Damadji... welcome Gangaji...*

Raveena's husband Anil Kumar sat with his mother and sister Seema whereas Raveena stood with Ratna.

*Where is your NEW Bahu?*

*Roka is at 6 pm... its only 5 pm now...*

*Mmm*

Aman and NK who have been supervising the arrangements went to Arnav's room. They saw him getting ready.

*Thank God, he is ready...* NK said

Arnav stopped for a second and buttoned his suit.

*ASR... you are looking damn handsome...* Aman said.

*You are right Aman... Khushiji is getting a heart attack seeing Nannav today*

*Then I will get changed...* Arnav was about to pull the tie off, and Aman clutched his hand.

*Don't be so mean, ASR...*

*OK, Nannav, let's go...*

*You go. I will come later*

NK sighed. Aman gestured for him to leave. They left his room.

Raveena was curious to see her brother's bride...the one, for whom his father got angry at her.

Guptas came to RM. Ratna's face flourished with a smile, seeing Khushi. She looked dazzling in traditional wear. She touched Ratna's feet, bending down. Ratna lifted her and kissed her forehead. Khushi was about to touch Manorama's feet, but she stopped Khushi.

*May Devi Maiya bless you to be smiling always.* She is blessed.

Arvind and Shashi smiled at them.

*Let's go...* Ratna brought them in.

Khushi's eyes wandered here and there to see SOMEONE. And that someone smiled, seeing her searching for him. Aman and NK rushed to Khushi.

*Hi, Khushi...*

*Hi...* she stopped hesitatingly.

*Done...* Aman said.

*Really?*

*Yeah...*

*Thank you...*

*Sorry. The owner of the sorry is not me*

*Then?*

*Arnav...*

*But, I requested you not to tell him...* she pouted sadly.

*I didn't tell him... when you called me, he was with me... how could I hide things then?*

*Did he get upset?*

*No...but angry...*

*Oh God...*

*How could he be cool when they spread fake news about him...? That's why he finished the problem... I heard they are leaving India*

Khushi sighed.

*Poor Arnavji...*

Aman and NK spared a glance smilingly.

*That's why he is not here?* Khushi asked sadly.

*No no, he is ready. He will be here anytime*

*Mmmm*

Aman sent the video to Khushi that he captured the previous day in Virat Villa. He almost sent it to everyone.

*I have sent a video to your mobile. Watch it after going home*

*What video?*

*A horror-thriller video...* NK laughed.

Khushi frowned.

She again ran her eyes and her eyes got rooted at Arnav who was sitting at the corner of the hall. He was pretending like checking his mobile.

Khushi went towards him. Arnav sensed her near him. He raised his eyes. Joining her hands, Khushi greeted him.

*Namaste...*

Arnav stood and said,

*Hi...*

*How are you?*

*Good*

*Thank God... you started giving ONE WORD answer at least*

Arnav smiled.

*God... you smiled...Dad was right...you look so good while smiling.*

Arnav was about to say something, his facial expression changed, seeing Raveena coming towards them.

To be continued...