Part 10(Day 4[Part 2])

"Today your over possessive husband didn't came in search of his wife?" Raphael looked at his left at the sitting Khushi, with a teasing smile playing on his lips.

Khushi tilted her head to look at him, a smile playing on her lips too.

Raphael looked at the smiling Khushi but immediately frowned at her turning pale face.

Khushi immediately got up from the bench, her hand roused at her thudding heart.

Raphael too got up from the bench.

"What happened, Khushi?" Raphael asked concerned.

"He...Arnav ji..."

And in a blur Raphael saw Khushi turning away from him and sprinting in the direction of the cottage. He stood there looking at the running Khushi but soon gaining back his senses he followed her. He shouted for her to stop but she ran ahead, not paying any heed to his calls.

"Khushi wait!!!" Raphael shouted as she reached the cottage and he followed her soon.

Khushi pushed the door and entered inside. Her heart dreading with fear.

"Arnav ji?!"

"Arnav ji?!"

Khushi called him but got no reply in return making her heart wane in horror.

"Khushi, why are you shouting for him? He will be somewhere..." Rahpael's words stuck in his throat as his eyes landed in a corner.

"But...but he always reply ...then why isn't he..." Khushi looked at Raphael but stopped seeing him staring at something. She too followed his gaze.

"ARNAV JI!!!"

A blood curdling scream rang on the floor as Khushi dashed towards him.

"Arnav ji...Arnav ji, what happened? ...open your eyes...please open it...please...are you mad at me?...please I am sorry...but please open your eyes...please Arnav ji..." Khushi cradled his face close to her heart. "Say something Arnav ji...please...don't leave me...please Arnav ji...don't leave me...please, Arnav ji..." She desperately pleaded him, her cheeks drenched with tears.

Raphael ran towards them, his eyes instantly falling on his bleeding hand.

"Khushi keep quite, dear. Let me see him, his hand is bleeding." Raphael took his hand, examining it.

Khushi looked at the blood on his hand and on the floor.

"Blood...blood...it's not good for him...he is diabetic...please do something...WHY ISN'T HE OPENING HIS EYES!! ARNAV JI!! please...please open your eyes...please..." her pleading cry piercing Raphael's heart.

"Khushi...keep quite...let me take him to the room...please Khushi..." Raphael took Arnav away from Khushi, with great difficulty and stood up.

Khushi followed them, her hand never leaving her Arnav ji's.

Raphael placed Arnav on the bed and immediately took out his cell.

"Mrs. Joseph, I am texting you a address, please send a endocrinologist there, fast please. Ok, thank you Mrs. Joseph" Raphael ended the call after getting a positive reply and turned around to witness a heart-rending display of helpless love.

"You can't leave me, Arnav ji...you will not leave me na? I will not allow you to leave me...you are always too eager to leave me...but ...but I will not allow you to leave me...you can't leave me...open your eyes please...please Arnav ji...please open your eyes..." Khushi chanted constantly, cradling his face close to her chest and rocking back and forth.

Swollowing the lump in his throat, Raphael moved towards the bathroom to search first aid box. Coming out with a first aid box, he sat beside them on the bed.

"Khushi, he will be alright. Shhh Ok...Doctor is coming...Arnav will be fine soon." Raphael tried to calm her and started bandaging Arnav's hand.

"He will not leave me...he can't leave me ... Why isn't he opening his eyes...tell him to open his eyes...he never listens to me...never...please tell him..." Khushi murmured, keeping him close to her chest.

Rapahel closed his eyes. What the hell Arnav has done?!

His eyes jerk opened as he heard the door bell ring. He got up from the bed and headed downstairs.

"Thanks a lot Mr.Sharma for coming on such a short notice" Raphael expressed his gratitude and welcomed him inside. And they immediately headed upstairs.

Raphael entered the room with Dr. Sharma and looked towards the bed. Passing a hesitant look towards the Doctor, Raphael moved forward.

"Khushi,...Doctor is here, let him treat Arnav." But saw no movement from her. He kept his hand on her shoulder. "Khushi, please let him treat Arnav...come...leave him..." Raphael tried to pull her away but she didn't budge.

"No...I need to feel his heartbeat...he will leave me...he can't leave me...I will not leave him...if I will leave him then he will go away..." Khushi tightened her hold on him.

"Khushi, please..." Raphael tried again but the same result.

Raphael pulled Khushi away, forcefully.

"Khushi, let him treat Arnav. You are not helping him. Listen to me" he hugged her, not allowing her to move.

"No! Leave me...I want to be near him. He will leave me...he will leave me. Why isn't he opening his eyes?! Why?! Don't he know that I can't live without him, don't he?! Leave me! Leave me...otherwise he will leave me...please leave me...leave me...I beg you" but Raphael held her tight as she violently sobbed and fought him in his arms.

"Shh...shh, Khushi...he will open his eyes, dear...he will be all fine..trust me...you trust me, don't you? "

"No!...I don't trust anyone...I just want him!...let me go to him!! let me!!" Khushi writhed in his arms.

Raphael picked her off the bed as her squirming turned violent, desperately trying to dislodge herself and go back to her Arnav ji.

"No!! ...I want to be near him!! Leave me..please...please leave me na...I want to be near him...please...please..." her voice turning low and pleading.

"Yes, Khushi I will...but first let the Doctor treat him...you want him to open his eyes, right?" Raphael asked looking down at her.

Khushi nodded her head, her tears falling freely.

"Then, keep quiet Khushi. He will open his eyes...trust me.." Raphael consoled her and kept her head on his shoulder.

Khushi just stared at the unconscious form of her Arnav ji.

"He will open his eyes na? He will not leave me, right?" Khushi asked in a low murmur.

"He will, sweetheart and he will not leave you." Raphael patted her head.

"Raphael, I have injected him.He fainted because of blood loss and being a diabetic has caused this state. He will gain his conscious in few hours" Dr.Sharma informed them after examining Arnav.

"Thank you so much Doctor. I will..."

"No No, Raphael, I will be fine on my own, you take care of her. She is really frightened" Dr.Sharma smiled and exited the room.

Khushi immediately bolted towards Arnav.

"You heard right? What Doctor said? Arnav will be fine soon" Raphael smiled at her and wiped her drenched cheeks with his hand.

Khushi looked at Arnav ji fixedly, not taking her eyes away from him even for a second.

As the time, filled with silence, tickled by, Khushi saw his closed eyes fluttering. She immediately kept her palm on his cheek.

"Arnav ji...Arnav ji..open your eyes, please..."

Arnav heard Khushi's pleading soft voice calling him and he tried to open his heavy eyelids.

"Arnav ji..."

"Khushi?" Arnav let out a whisper, his head spinning.

Khushi took his hand in her's and kissed his knuckles.

"Arnav ji, please open your eyes" came Khushi's choked voice.

As Khushi's voice fell on his ears, clear as crystal, he opened his eyes, blinking rapidly.

"Arnav ji...aap...aap theek ho?" Khushi asked in her voice heavy with crying.

Arnav looked at her, confused and then at his bandaged hand.

"Khushi...what..." but before he can continue any further, he head another voice.

"Khushi, can you bring something for him to eat? See he is looking so weak.." Raphael said and pushed him off the wall he was leaning on.

Khushi looked at Arnav ji and then slowly nodding her head, she climbed off the bed and bolted out.

Arnav looked at Raphael, all confused.

"Doctor, what happened?" Arnav asked.

"You are asking me what happened? To me, Mr.Raizada? See, Mr.Raizada, if you have no intention of supporting the treatment then don't waste my as well as your time. If you are happy with this version of your wife, then I too have no problem! When I take her two steps ahead, you are ready to drag her 10 steps back, then don't expect anything for me!!"

"But...What did I do...I mean..." Arnav asked, unable to recall what all he has done in his anger.

"I don't know what you have done, Mr.Raizada but we found you unconscious on the floor with your hand bleeding."

"Bleeding?" and then all the memory hit him back. His anger, breaking the glass, the blood. He closed his eyes in regret.

"I am sorry Doctor."

"Don't make it a habit, Arnav. Mistakes, mistakes, one after the other. It will take you nowhere and just leave you to regret. Think! Think before you speak or do something. Think where your actions will lead you to and then proceed further. You know better than me how our one mistake can affect us as well as our loved ones. You know where your mistake has brought you." Raphael looked at the downcast face of Arnav. Seeing him listening to him he continued.

"I need to tell you something after today's session. You know what Khushi told me? She told me she don't need your sorry. Because your sorry reminds her about your harsh words. But do you know what that harsh words consist of? " Raphael asked looking at Arnav.

Arnav lifted his head to look at Raphael.

"I...I thought she was having an affair with my sister's husband...and I married her to protect my sister...and...and...I called her...character...characterless..." Arnav closed his eyes as the memory flooded his mind.

" You are missing some parts, Arnav. The words that had afftected her more than you can imagine is your threatening her to leave her. Today while talking to me, she never for once told anything about your accusation, all she wanted to forget is your telling her that you will leave her. And there is where her mind is stuck. The fear of losing you is making her do all this things"hallucinating you, asking you to leave your sister, everthing. And you have done a commandable job today to boost her fear more. This is unexpectable Arnav. Change your attitude or search some other Doctor. But keep one thing in your mind, Arnav, if you continue with your stunts then no Doctor will even agree to treat your wife let alone make her well. I have no pity on you Arnav" Raphael looked straight in his eyes.

"Because it's us who make our life worse or pleasant, it's our decision that lands us where we find us. So if your suffering then get one thing clear in your head that it's because of YOUR mistake or whatever you want to call it- a misunderstanding, your insecurities or whatever, I don't care. All I want to say is, there is one poor soul out there who is paying for YOUR mistake. I don't care an ounce about you, I don't know what kind of a person you are, I don't know if you are born lunatic or something has forced you to become one but all I know is, I care about Khushi and she is madly and hopelessly in love with you, so much that sometimes I pity her for falling in love with a man like you but still I can't deny that her world revolves around you. So if you really love her, which you never fail to make me believe then please for her sake, stop! Stop doing all this!! " Raphael completed with his breathing heavy, anger for the man in front of him bubbling inside him. He tries so hard to bring her back and this man! This man dooms everything.

Arnav listened to everything what Raphael said. But there was no anger for Raphael. He knows it was his mistake, How can he do that? But he was feeling so helpless. She had even refused to even look at him and that was disturbing him to no end.

Khushi enetered the room with a bowl in her hand. She looked at Raphael, who averted his eyes immediately from her and then at Arnav ji, who followed him.

Khushi took timid steps towards the bed and sat beside Arnav ji.

"Arnav ji, soup." Khushi forwarded the bowl but noticed his wounded hand.

"I will feed you.." Khushi picked the spoon to his mouth.

Arnav opened his mouth without protesting.

" I will leave Khushi. " Raphael started towards the door.

"You ...you will come tomorrow na.." Khushi looked at Raphael.

Raphael turned around to look at Khushi, and nodded his head.

"I will" and with that he exited the room.

Khushi kept the bowl on the bedside table after feeding him.

"You are alright now? Are you feeling dizzy? Should I bring something else? " Khushi asked looking at him.

Arnav just shook his head, unable to form anything.

"Then then ...rest..." Khushi supported him to lay down.

"I am fine Khushi." Arnav found his tongue.

But Khushi sat there, looking at him.

Arnav closed his eyes, not knowing what to say or do. But as soon as he closed his eyes, he felt Khushi's trembling hand on his shoulder. He opened his eyes.

"Khushi?"

"Don't...don't close your eyes...what if..."

"What?"

"I mean...I mean..what if you again fall unconscious ...how...how will I know...I mean...I...I..." Khushi splintered, not knowing what she wants but not wanting him to close his eyes.

Arnav looked at her and then extended his hand towards her.

Khushi looked at the extended hand and placed her hand in his.

Arnav pulled her to him and nested her head on his chest.

"Can you hear that Khushi? My heartbeat?" Arnav asked and felt her nodding.

"It will never stop till he can feel you around, till he can sense you in this world. So no need to be afraid, Khushi. Jab tak tumhari dhadkan chal rahi hai tab tak tumhe darne ki koi zaroorat nahi hai." Arnav tightened his hold on her, and closed his eyes as he felt her relax in his arms.

Khushi closed her eyes lulled by his comforting heartbeat.

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shona_arhilover2014-03-22 07:06:22