OS: Woh Aayenge

OS: Woh Aayenge

Weary and exhausted, Arnav had no energy to argue with Payal and so he simply pushed her aside as gently as he could manage and made his way towards Khushi's room.

His heart contracted when he saw her lying on the bed, looking as awful as he felt. He hadn't been home in the two days since their ill-fated wedding day. Garima and Buaji were sitting on either side of her stroking her fevered brow while she muttered to herself.

'Woh aayenge. Woh aayenge.'

He rushed forward hurtling onto the bed and gathered her up in his arms, ignoring Garima and Buaji's protests and stroked her hair. 'I'm here Khushi. Look, I came. I'm sorry Khushi. Khushi look at me.'

He tilted her chin up and slowly her red and puffy eyes opened. He had been prepared for anger and shock but not the fear that was so clearly evident in her eyes.

She struggled in his arms, no longer looking up at him and Arnav reluctantly loosened his grip. She leapt instantly away and hid herself Garima's arms.

Arnav didn't hear anything else around him, his focus entirely on Khushi as Buaji and Payal shepherded him out of the room.

'Woh aayenge na Maasi? Humare Amma aur Babuji aayenga na?'