Khushi Pov

This should not be happening. My eyes and ears are deceiving me. How could Meghana and arnavji have a child? He said he didn't touched any women, then from where did this Barbie doll of his landed from? That little girl is calling him daddy and clinging onto his neck like a monkey.

And what the heck this Meghna is saying? Iniya Singh Raizada deserves to get equal love from her parents.

Iniya Singh Raizada...

Iniya Singh Raizada...

She's Raizada kid. How? How the heck Meghna can give birth to a child when arnavji clearly denied touching any women?

Would iniya be an adopted kid?

Or

Arnavji is not her biological father but Meghna is her mother?

Whatever conclusions I could deduce from those doubts, either of the options wouldn't be possible without a marriage. Does that mean Meghna and Arnavji was married? Are they parted?

Am I his second wife?

A sting of pain hit straight on my heart. Something clogged up on my throat and my upper frame turned heavy. I tightened my jaws to avoid the brimming tears from rolling down.

Did I hurt my amma to get this? No. Ain't I expected a normal life with him? Is this my punishment for adamantly declaring my marital status with amma against her will? Did I left my family for this mysterious family?

But I followed arnavji for a whole week before accepting this proposal. In those one week, he never once did anything suspicious. He never met Meghna nor this little girl. His record came clear like a clean water. How's this possible? Moreover my instincts can never go wrong? He's the one for me. But...

"Shut up Meghna. There will be never US."

His robust voice snapped me out of my contemplation. My hurt and confusions took a back seat when the three people on house decided to extend their fight.

"In your dreams Arnav. I can go any limits to keep my iniya happy. She needs a father. She needs her father love."

My head swiftly turned to Meghna side when she uttered the sentence.

"I am not her father dammit." Shouted arnavji. It felt like someone threw a bucket of ice cubes on me. He's not that little girl's father.

"Daddy... You're not my father?" The pain and disappointment in that little girl voice shifted something on my heart. I saw her cupping his cheeks with her small palms and questioning him with her lips jutted out. Her eyes already welled up ready to pour down. Such a cute kid she is.

Arnavji hands automatically brought her close to him and he bobbed his head as no "You're my cute Barbie doll Iniya." He neither denied Iniya question nor accepted her claim.

What was the mystery between these three? Why arnavji is disgusted by Meghna's presence? Why he loves Iniya when he claims to hate her mother?

But iniya seems cute, adorable kid. Who wouldn't fall in love with  childrens? A part screamed inside my head.

"Meghna stop dragging chutki in between your disgusting wishes. And for your information, Arnav can never be yours." Dadiji stepped in their conversation. Something is clear yet not in certain.

Meghna stepped forward. Her eyes turned fierce "In your dreams dadi. Why you and your chotte always held my wishes disgusting? Anyways, leave it. Iniya is your great granddaughter dadi. You should not stop her from getting love from her father."

"Then take her to her father." Came an instant spat from dadiji.

I craned my neck as Meghna chose to continue her argument.

"That's what I did. From today onwards, we're going to stay here. We've no one other than your family."

"Don't forget you've your mother." Rasped dadiji.

"My mother cannot be Iniya's father dadi."

The temperature on chill cold rainy day turned hot by heated arguments and the tension surrounded on the living area of my in-laws is no less than a heater which increased the warmness. And the heat elevated a step high by Arnavji's shout.

"STOP YOUR BLABBERING AND SPIT OUT YOUR NEW PLAN MEGHNA."

My eyes automatically rounded like saucers. His roar came as a shock to me. He yelled at me few times and even shouted on high pitch just few hours before, but the roar I heard now almost startled me. So much hate and rage. What would be the hidden truth on their lives?

A whimper of cry snapped not only me but also others. That whimpers coming from the little girl, Iniya who's clinging on arnavji neck.

Arnavji patted her back, cooing on her ears softly trying to calm her down "Shh... Shh... You're my cute strong Barbie na.. Barbie's don't...."

"Cry." That girl finished his line with a smile.

Arnavji gave his full fledged smile to Iniya which had been denied to me. I never saw him smile whole heartedly. Iniya pressed her cute small lips against his cheeks. And guess what, I wish to be in Iniya place. Atleast he'll show some affection if not love. A heavy sigh escaped out of my system. My eye vision further captured him returning her sweet kiss on her chubby cheeks.

No one could miss the special bonding between them. It's hardly five minutes or so, I came to know the existence of his Barbie doll, but I can evidently declare the affection of love between them. The name Barbie doll itself shows, how much that cute girl has her charm on him. If she's his Barbie doll, then she's my Barbie too. As if someone woke me up from my sleep, I jolted again by Meghna words.

"Wait for few minutes Arnav, my lawyer will arrive here with court orders."

Meghna answer puzzled me more and I looked at arnavji who has also pasted an perplexed expression.

Why her lawyer has to meet us?, I mused completely clueless about the happenings.

"That would be utter waste Meghna, I would say." Dadiji said with a winning smile. Now what's this new drama?

"Chill yourself. Don't frown so much Meghna, trust me it's a horrible sight. And let me enlighten the situation..."

I stood hearing dadiji's reply keenly that I didn't expected the sudden pull and next moment I ended up crashing myself against his sides.

My eyes bulged out as dadiji stood beside my right whereas my left is touching his bare arms.

"Here meet my bahu Mrs. Khushi Arnav Singh Raizada."

"YOU'RE LYING." Shouted an enraged Meghna.

"Get this straight on your head Meghna." An arm not any, his arm circled my shoulder and he pulled me towards his sides "She's MY WIFE, MY BETTER HALF. Only she has the right on me. So stop dreaming. I am taken."

He's using me again to get rid of Meghna, The productive instinct run on my nerves jerked immediately.

But my stupid heart galloped vigorously against my ribcage sending butterflies to my tummy. I can feel his whole side profile on my sides. It's like, he's completely pasted to me with Fevicol.

"This can't be true. You cannot marry Arnav."

"I did." Arnavji declared proudly. Even though I am angry on him, I couldn't restrain my heart from swelling in pride and love. He's the same man who screamed his lungs out on my face and labelled me as parasite yesterday. And how irony is it that, the same man is almost plastering himself against me like a parasite!

"Come on Arnav, how much can you lie? As far as I know you're bachelor until yesterday evening 6. p.M. Don't tell me you married after that because, I came to your house yesterday after office hours."

What the!!! Evening six means when we went out for shopping and the break-up thing followed by dadiji drama and our marriage. Does that mean dadi done the entire drama due to Meghna?

"Sharp your brain my ex-bahu. Marriage can happen even after six." Dadiji replied sarcastically.

"Ex-bahu?? Dadiji what's happening here?" For the first time, I opened my mouth on the morning.

"I'll tell everything later Khushi." Dadiji dodged the topic and darted her vision to Meghna.

"Don't do any drama. They're married. You cannot claim Arnav and nor you can reverse the time and cancel this marriage."

"Let me tell you the same dadi, sharpen your brain. Their marriage will not be legally valid as it just happened yesterday and you CANNOT make it legal henceforth because I've gotten STAY ORDER to stop Arnav marriage. Unless your chotte gave us a secured life, he cannot marry."

Stay order to stop marriage from happening, why??? My head spins in several directions. If I am not wrong I felt arnavji going stiff and his grip loosen on my shoulders. What the heck is happening? Why should Meghna get stay order that too to stop his marriage? And how?