Khushi Pov

I blinked my eyes to push away my hallucination. How come dadi can be fit and fine in a microsecond? Am I dreaming? Is it all happening in my dream? I raised my fingers and touched my neck. Mangalsutra was there, that means everything was real. My fingers run on my partition and found a reddish hue on my fingers, screaming the vermillion and it's significance.

"Are you sure you aren't in any drama troop?" I asked in daze.

She beamed to the moon and back instead of answering me. What the hell happened now? I received a call stating that she fell down in temple.

Wait, she didn't fell down and I thought she fell down from the stairs. Stupid! If she fell down, she must be in downstairs not in the temple which was upstairs. A gasp escaped out of realisation.

And my dilated pupils captured the perfectly arranged hawan kund. Did that means everything was preplanned?

Why did she done something like this? What's the hurry to marry us today itself when he ended our brewing relationship? Does she come to know about the decision we took? Is this marriage an outcome of it?

"You're acting." It's not a question but statement.

I turned at my left hearing a soft voice. Arnavji face looks pale like a white sheet. I doubt whether the voice I heard just a moment ago was actually his voice.

Dadi took few steps ahead to reach us "Chotte... Hear me out. I..."

"STOP IT. Just stop. I don't want to hear any damn excuses. Do you think marriage is a child play? For god sake, open your eyes from your dreamland. See what had you done. I BROKE UP with her, I ENDED everything between us. Not even few hours passed after that, you did this drama. Who the hell you think, you're to take decisions for me? Can't I have a simple right to choose my life according to my wishes?"

He roared not caring about the old women whose eyes are now pouring tears out. But he isn't wrong from his perspective. How can dadi trick us like this? Doesn't she knows, only two hands makes a clap? It needs two of us to took forward the relationship.

"I..."

"DON'T.. Don't open your mouth. You lost it completely. I never thought you would backstab me like this. You too.. like others..."

He punched the nearby wall. We both jumped on our place. I never thought he'll get angry like this. Heck, even a lava is burning on my nerves. But he looks like he'll hit any person on the way. Glad dadi is elder to us.

"Arnavji..." I called out suppressing my anxiety. He's continuously punching the wall scaring us to the core. His maniac punches tells, how much he felt betrayed.

He whipped around to face me. The fury in his eyes scared me to the nuts. If a lava is burning inside my nerves, he's bursting it out through his eyes. At once, my breath stuck in throat as he pulled me harshly by my arms. I shivered on his arms seeing him clenching his teeth. Bones of his jaw would flakes into pieces, if he continue to grit his jaws.

"I thought you're not like other girls. But you proved me wrong. You're also one of those immoral girl. You planned this with dadi, aren't you? That's why you asked me to buy a mangalsutra. Like a stupid emotional man, feeling bad for crushing your dreams, I agreed to buy it. But you... A cheap trick. Aren't you ashamed?"

He pushed me with a force that I stumbled back and fell down. It didn't hurt me but his words did. Physical pain is nothing compared to the thorn in the form of his words.

He thinks so cheap of me. He thinks, I manipulated him. How sick his thoughts are?

"Khushi beta..."

I shot a glare at dadi who bend down to help me. I shoved her hands away "You totally disappointed me dadi. I never expected this from you. Never! Didn't I said only I'll be your daughter-in-law? Then why this drama? And now your grandson is accusing me. Just to make your grandson life a heaven, you destroyed my dreams dadi. I can never forgive you for that. Ever once had you thought about me and my family? What would we feel? How many dreams we weaved on this marriage? You DESTROYED everything. See, I didn't even had the privilege to wear a new lehenga for my marriage. Heck, marriage finished even before I could comprehend."

Tears spilled out. I don't know how to react to this situation. All the dream I had with my marriage was doomed.

"Stop your drama. Will you both?" He yells making our ears to go deaf.

"Chotte.. She has no hand in th..."

"I am not going to hear any bullshit."

"You need to hear me out."

"Like hell. I am not going to come on your words again. Do whatever drama you want. I'll never ask you questions nor I am going to run behind you like a puppy."

"Chotte please..."

"Your Chotte died the moment you betrayed him."

His scream turned many eyes towards us. It's only then, I noticed the onlookers.

"Dadi let's go home." I mumbled meekly earning a stern glare from him.

Dadi wiped her tears. Arnavji rushed downstairs as if taking my sentence as a cue. Is it called storm before calm? But then already storm hit us, what's there to left.

"Khushi beta.. It's not my intention to broke your dreams. I..."

"Please dadi don't. I respect you that's why I am trying to be polite in contrary to my feelings. But don't take it as your advantage. You already did it."

Wiping away the dried tears, I took my handbag and cursed myself for not reprimand him when he accused me. Now that stupid head will evidently believe that we both planned this wedding and trapped him in our plan.

Suddenly I felt my feet slipping away from the ground "Amma..." I shrieked closing my eyes anticipating a hard thud.

Instead I felt many hands on me, pulling me back. I winced in pain as they made me sit on the stairs. I looked up to fathom the incidents but only come to face with unknown peoples.

"Khushi beta.. Are you ok?" A known face, dadi asked me.

"Don't know where these youngsters keep their brain while climbing down the stairs." Someone from the group who helped me muttered away. Who cares that now? My amma and brother knows who am I.

Amma.... My heart skipped a beat at the thought. She's already against the idea of my marriage with arnavji. How'll she react now? I just had an heated argument with her and come here as single and now if I go back??

"Chotte. Where are your manners? Can't you see, she's in pain? How'll she descend down, lift her." Ordered dadi.

"What?" I freaked out. My eyes involuntarily looked up at Arnavji who's pretending to stay calm yet his curled fist turned white.

He looked around one time before, I felt like flying in air.

My arms instinctively went ahead to hold his shoulder for support. He scooped me in his arms like a baby.

"Don't make a scene here." He muttered under his breath only for me to hear. I gripped his shoulders in fear.

After my childhood, I was lifted by someone. And that someone is a man, and he's my husband. Husband! I am married. I am no longer single. Our lives are interlocked. His palm on my waist over the fabric send shivers down the spine.

And for the very first time, I saw him clearly. His chiseled jaws, firm yet determined face stirred something on my stomach. I tighten my hold on his shoulders and he threw a glare at me in return. Ignoring his glare, I kept my head on his shoulder tiredly.

He is so near yet so far!

What destiny planned for us?