Dark Paradise Chapter Thirty

Arnav could hardly contain himself, that's why she'd been throwing up, having fevers and fainting. They were having a baby. He couldn't fathom it, he was going to have a baby with the woman he loved, this moment was perfect...but there was one thing missing. Mrs. Arnav Singh Raizada. Anjali and Payal both began grinning incredulously, Payal was going to be a Massi and Anjali a Bua.
"Main abhi Khushi ko phone karti hoon." Payal said as she grabbed her phone.
"NO! Payal don't, I want to tell her." Arnav said, grinning at the idea of how happy she'll be but she'll become embarresed because of Arnav being  there and her cheeks will blush that perfect red.
"But Bhai how? You two aren't even talking." Payal said and again Arnav grinned to himself.
"Oh my dear Payal, don't you worry about that, I wasn't going to let Khushi walk out of my life that easily but now she's definately not going anywhere fast. You wait and watch what Arnav Singh Raizada does." He said as he folded his arms over his chest happily.
Khushi paced across her room furiously, earlier the phone had rang and Buaji informed her Arnav was coming over.
"Aanne de uss laad governor ko! Aggar maine usse chun chun ke badlaa nahi liye toh mera naam bhi Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Rai-" She stopped herself as she realised what she had said and she covered her mouth. "Hai Devi Maiyaa yeh maine kya kehe diya?" Khushi said as she lightly tapped her head for making such a stupid mistake, she wasn't that person anymore, she was just Khushi Kumari Gupta, nothing more nothing less.
"Kyun aapne joh kaha, such kaha." A voice said from the doorway of her room. Chills ran down Khushi's back, she knew that voice all to well but she felt longing instead of anger. She felt the need to run to him, into his arms, she wanted to slap him and kiss him at the same time. Why was he doing this to her?
"Nahi, that is in the past, now I am just Khushi Kumari Gupta once again. Which brings me to my first question what are you doing here? Humari kismaat aaj kaisi chamki ki the great "ASR" came to my home?" She asked angrily, turning to him with wild accusing eyes, sarcasm heavy in her voice. He looked at her, she looked tired, dark circles under her eyes, her eyes themselves were red raw and her body seemed weak and frail. She needs to be taking better care of herself. He cleared his throat.
"Technically you are still my wife, we haven't legally divorced." Arnav pointed out to her. Khushi looked at him, he looked tired from his eyes but there was a glow to his face. He seemed more cheerful than she'd hoped he'd be, of course it was clear now, he'd come here to get her to sign divorce papers.
"Ha! Toh phir leyaon na tumhare divorce papers, humhe bhi kohi shok nahi tumhare patni banne mein!" Khushi said angrily as she spotted a large brown envelope in Arnav's hands.

Arnav sighed heavily, this girl would be the death of him, he began to advance towards her and Khushi took cautious and confused steps backwards. Arnav halted when he reached the desk in her room, he put the envelope down and raised his hands in surrender.
"I'm not here to divorce you Khushi, these are your blood test results." Arnav said, Khushi raised her head and looked at the envelope and spotted the logo.
"Hah, toh kissi nokhar ki saath pejdethe! Tum yahaan kyun ayein?" Khushi said angrily, it had been a week since they'd separated, not one phone call, not one attempt to see or speak to her and now here he was in the flesh. Something was up.
"I wanted to give you the good news myself." Arnav said with a small smile playing on his lips.
"What am I dying? Aap yahaan meri maatham mananne aaya?" Khushi asked sarcastically unaware of how hurt Arnav felt by her accusation but he reminded himself that pregnant women tend to have mood swings and Khushi on a good day has ridiculous mood swings.
"Nahin Jaan." He said as he swept some hair from her face and she froze at him calling her Jaan and then was paralysed by his touch. Why did his most simple of actions cause a frenzy to stir inside her? Khushi pushed his hand away and swerved around him to the bed and began to fold some clothes on the bed, anything to not look into those big brown eyes.
"Then what do you want to tell me?" She asked. He took a deep breath, patience Raizada, its all about the patience, he reminded himself. He walked up behind her and gently placed his hands on her shoulders causing Khushi to take a sharp breath. "Khushi." He said huskily into her ear and Khushi's grip on the folded clothes tightened. "The report came back and said your are pregnant." Arnav whispered happily into her ear, Khushi dropped the clothes in shock, Arnav smiled assuming it was the same happy shock he'd received. "Aap Maa baanewali hoon aur main...Pappa." He said still in a euphoric state over this. Khushi however felt like her world had come crashing down, no, no, no, no, no! How could this be happening? She was pregnant with a child whose father had practically kicked her out a week ago. No, this cannot be happening. She tore herself out of his grip and Arnav looked in shock at her.
"Khushi?-" Arnav began but Khushi put her hand up signalling he should stop.
"Bhaas Mr. Raizada! Bhaas! Yeh kya hui? Jab chaha humara saath chordiya aur jab chaha toh phir humhe phir se patni ka durja diya? Shukriya lekin humhein nahi chaiye tumhari chartiy. Don't do me the favour of trying to be my great and wonderful husband now. I don' need you and my baby will not need you." She said and Arnav stared at her with pain and shock resonating through him. How was she saying this to him? His Khushi would never say that.
"Khushi don't be silly, I never meant to hurt you, I just-" Arnav began to explain but Khushi interrupted him.
"STOP! Just stop it, okay? I don't need more lies in my life! "I love you Khushi, I'll always be there Khushi, you're mine for seven lifetimes Khushi!" I was the pagal one for believing you! I forgot humari toh sirf contract wali shaadi si. You did protect me while we were married but aab jab Shyam jail main hai toh Khushi ka kya kaam, na?" She said accusingly, tears streamed down her face as her cheeks flushed red with anger. Arnav knew he shouldn't get her angry considering her state, he'd been the angry one for long enough, considering she was his mrs. she had equal rights to be as angry as he had been. Maybe this was karma.
"Khushi, I only gave you the option to leave, I was trying to do what's best for you. I loved you, love you and always will love you. Believe it or not that's your choice but you can't run away from me. Wherever you go you'll find me." He said as he moved towards her and touched her stomach, she was wearing a sheer saree so he was practically touching her skin. Khushi froze at his touch and was confused by his words. Did he not want her to go? Then why didn't he stop her?

"Guarantee kya hai? Who knows, maybe after you've had you're fill of being a Pappa for a few months you tell me I can leave again?" Khushi asked as she removed his hand from her stomach. Arnav sighed, she was too angry to listen to anything now.
"Tik hai Khushi, if that's how you want to play it then fine. Main bhi aapka pathi hoon. If I don't have you back in the Raizada house in a week then my name is not Arnav Singh Raizada." He challenged her and he took in her face one last time before he made a start to leave when Khushi called.
"Waise toh tumhara asli naam Malik hai, toh aap harijaoge." Khushi said as she recalled that night when they had first spent the night together when he divulged his past to her. Arnav clenched his jaw.
"You know what I mean Khushi, one day you'll understand what I did." He said as he left the house. Khushi sighed deeply, she felt tired and weary now. She sat down on the bed when her family came in and congratulated her. Khushi smiled at them all.
"Lekin, titaliya tumne bubua ki saath lotke ghar kyun nahi gaye?" Buaji asked and Khushi looked up at her.
"Buaji yehi mera ghar hai. Aap log please mere saath bhez maath khariye. Mera dimaak waise bhi patha jaara hai." She said as she raised her hands to her head and they nodded deciding to leave this conversation for later, Garima took some Kohl from her eye and warded Khushi from any nazars. Khushi smiled and lay down. She heard the door shut and took a deep breath and that's when she took it in. She was pregnant. There was a small being growing insider her, connected to her every breath, her blood ran through it and it was a little her and a little Arnav growing. She smiled at that.
"Aap ladka hoon ya ladki?" She asked aloud as she touched her stomach. "Main chahthi hoon ki ladka hoon, lekin apke uss khadoos Pappa pe maath jaana. Don't be a serious angry person like him, todha maasti karne wala ho, meri jaisa." She said happily. She may be angry at Arnav but he was the father of her child, she wasn't ready to forgive him but she had to acknowledge his relevance to her child at least. Khushi rolled her eyes at the idea of how happy he must be, he probably wants a boy just like him. "Yuck." She said aloud and decided her child would be like her and closed her eyes deciding to get some rest since she hadn't been able to sleep in so long.

Khushi woke up to a familiar fragrance wafting through the house. She sniffed repeatedly to ensure she wasn't just imagining it. She sat up sharply and smiled, clasping her hands.
"JALEBIS!" She said excitedly and ran towards the kitchen. She arrived there and her smile was gone instantly. "TUM PHIR AGAYE?!" Khushi shouted at Arnav who stood before her with a plate of Jalebis, his shirt covered in Jalebi mixture, had he come here and made them? Oh God, they smelled good. Arnav smiled as he saw Khushi look heartbroken at his Jalebis, he saw her lick her lips slightly only to bite it afterwards.
"Buaji told me you haven't been eating properly and I don't want you to starve my future princess so I came over and made the one thing I knew you'd eat happy or sad, hungry or not." He said confidently and Khushi raised her finger to him.
"What do you mean starve your princess?" She asked questioningly. Arnav simply looked up at her with confusion.
"Khushi obviously you're my Jaan so naturally our daughter needs a pet name too, she'll be my princess." He said casually and this made Khushi's blood boil.
"WHAT THE-?" She said and then covered her mouth and regretting saying it immediately. Arnav sniggered at this. "Listen, yeh bacha mera hai okay? Also yeh ladka hoga tumhara koi princess nahi." She said angrily at him Khushi had always wanted a little boy and then a girl. Arnav groaned and rolled his eyes.
"Come on Khushi obviously the baby isn't just yours I had a little something to do with it." He said with a wink and Khushi gawked at him. Was he for real? "Okay, it'll be whatever you want but if its going to be healthy you've got to eat." He said and Khushi looked at the Jalebis, they did look good and she was hungry. But she wouldn't eat it while he was here.
"Mujhe nahi kahna." She said stubbornly and Arnav knew from the longing in her eyes that it wouldn't take long for her to cave but for her sake so she could save face he decided to leave.
"Tik hai, math kao. I'm going home. Waise if you want you can come with me any time you want." He said and Khushi simply stared at him. "You're choice." He said, he grabbed his keys off of the counter, after placing the Jalebis onto the counter and he began making his way out and stopped when he reached where Khushi was standing. "Goodbye Khushi." He said with a slight nod and she turned her head away from him and he smiled, fine if she was going to be like that. He bent down and placed a kiss on her stomach.
"Bye Princess, try not to bother Mamma too much, I know you'd rather be at home with Pappa, Bua, Badi Nani, Badi Mami, Bade Mama, Chacha and Chahci-" Arnav was about to continue when Khushi corrected him.
"Payal will be a Massi." She said looking down at him angrily.
"Right Massi, but kya kare you're Mamma is very stubborn lekin main bhi aapka baap hoon." He said this as he stood up and met eyes with Khushi. Khushi turned her face from him, unimpressed and he quickly placed a peck on her cheek. Khushi turned angrily but Arnav had already began to half jog out of the kitchen. Khushi grimaced, wiped her cheek and attacked the Jalebis.

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