Part 19 Evil is IN

In the meanwhile,

Laila was breaking things in frustration. Her parents stood could do nothing.

"How could Arnav do this? How could he marry Khushi? How could he be without thinking of me and my love for him?" She pushed the flower vase wrathful.

The vase was broken into pieces. One of the pieces wounded her feet. Anup advanced her and stopped her from making herself hurt.

"Stop it, Laila... I say stop it... Try to understand there is nothing we can do. Arnav is not what we thought. He has his own policy... Own wish... Own lifestyle... Noooo one can even think of changing it. Just forget the tasteless idiot... you will get a good life partner who understands your value..." Anup pleaded.

"Finished???? Have you finished, Dad...? Are you asking me to forget Arnav? How could I? How could I forget what he did, Dad? Do you think I could forget him? I won't"

"But your life..."

Cutting him,

"Damn my life... Bloody life... What's there to relish life if I don't get what I liked? He refused me... He said no to me and chose someone over me... "

"Laila, listen... Why should you waste your life for the man who never gave heed to you? He will be happy in his life... Then why would you spoil yours?"

"He won't be happy... I won't let him be happy..."

"Laila..."

"Dad, if you say a single word, I will leave this house... Forever..." she threatened.

"Have you gone mad?"

"Yes, I have gone mad... My heart will not be at peace until I make them cry"

"You can't do that... Arnav will break all the problems that come his way." Anup warned.

"Could not I marry him using any tricks?"

"Trick? What trick?"

"What if we plan something and trap him? What if we create a scene as he misbehaved with me? Is not it enough to make me marry me?" Laila's eyes sparkled.

"He won't give a damn to your trick and will kick you out of his life. Or else, he will fly to an unknown country to where you can't find him."

Laila thought, sitting on the couch. Her mother treated her wounded feet.

"Dad... I will marry Neerav. " Laila said.

Sapna's hand stopped, hearing that.

"Whaaaat...? He is a useless fellow"

"We will use him..."

"He knows nothing..."

"That's what I want"

"Being a worthless guy, he denied marrying Khushi...as if everything his father has is his..."

"Then, I can easily create a rift between them"

"He is not like Arnav... Straight opposite to him..."

"Then he won't refuse me... Won't kick me out of his life... Won't fly to an unknown county leaving me..."

"But how could we take the wedding proposal to Raizadas? We were behind them for Arnav... Then, how could we ask for Neerav? Raizadas will never agree to it"

"Why would we ask them? Who are they to agree?" Spana said.

"Even Neerav won't agree to marry you"

"He doesn't need to agree... He will be left no choice other than to marry Laila. Raizadas will be left no choice other than to accept Laila as their bahu..."

"But how?"

"I have a plan," said Sapna.

Anup looked at her disappointed.

"Raizadas have to pay for insulting us... They have to bow down in front of people" Sapna said.

Anup sighed.

"Are you with us or not?" Laila asked.

Anup nodded yes.

"Done... You will become a Raizada bahu... It's my responsibility" Sapna said.

GH

Arnav was sitting on the bed, surfing something on the internet. He pressed his head not taking his eyes from the laptop screen. Khushi who was sitting with him looked at him and kept silent. She didn't know what to ask him.

"Can I get a strong coffee, Khushi?" Arnav asked.

Khushi nodded ok and was about to stand from the bed, Arnav clutched her hand, making her horrified.

"Show some concern on your husband if you get to know he is suffocating with headache," he said.

"No... I thought..."

"What did you think...?"

"I... I'm sorry... I will bring you coffee"

Arnav left her hand. Khushi went to the kitchen and boiled the milk. Garima saw that.

"Khushi, do you want coffee? Let me prepare it"

"No, Amma, not for me..."

"Oh... did Arnav bituwa ask? Ok, I will prepare it"

"No, Amma... let me prepare it," Khushi said.

Garima nodded ok smilingly and moved back. Khushi prepared a cup of coffee and came to her room. She forwarded the cup to Arnav. Arnav sipped and understood that Garima didn't prepare it.

"This coffee taste unusual... didn't aunty prepare it? " Arnav said sulking.

"The coffee is not prepared by Amma"

"Oh... was that Buaji?"

"No... it's me..."

"Oh... do you know to prepare coffee?"

"Mmmm..."

"Where is aunty? Is not she at home?"

"She is..."

"I can't believe that..."

"Why?"

"She would not have allowed you to prepare coffee for me if she is at home. She knows how much I like the coffee prepared by her"

"She was busy in the kitchen. So, I prepared it"

"Oh..."

"Even though it's not up to the standard, get used to it"

"What does that mean?"

"You can't get your mother-in-law's coffee every day but coffee prepared by me..."

"Yeah... I so want to have coffee prepared by you every day. Thank you for the assurance" Arnav sipped the coffee smiling.

Khushi didn't react to it. he talks too much these days. She thought.

"Khushi... won't you ask me why I want you to come to London with me?"

"Didn't I ask you?"

"You did... but you didn't show interest..."

Khushi sighed.

"I will get to know when the right time comes"

"Why are you not showing interest, Khushi?"

"Look, Arnav... not that I'm not interested..."

"So, you are interested..."

"Let me complete..."

"Ok... do complete..."

"Let me be disinterested until the marriage"

"Oh... are you going to be pretending like not interested?"

"Arnav, please..."

"Ok... go on..."

"Until this relationship gets its recognition, I don't want to think about it"

"We are getting married next week... only six days left... still, are not you believe we will get married?"

"Not like that, Arnav..."

"Then how? Don't you trust me?"

"I think we don't have to touch TRUST thing"

"Why? Why don't want me to trust me?"

"You can't understand..."

"What logic do you have, Khushi? Can't I betray you after our marriage? Is marriage a stamp paper contract or what? Even a stamp paper document can be rewritten, Khushi. I don't know what makes you so insecure"

"I'm not insecure"

"Then?"

"I... I don't want to get disappointment... that's all"

Arnav sighed.

"Ok... as you asked time to get into this relationship, I let you be like this... will see, how long will you take..." he said smirking.

What does that mean, will see, how long will you take? It sounded like a challenge. What's there in his mind? Doesn't he talk a lot these days? Don't know what changed him to this extend...! Khushi wondered.

To be continued...