BONDED FOR THE WOMB
~Tortured and Tormented~
I WANT TO DEDICATE THIS CHAPTER TO THOSE CRUEL, UNRULY WOMAN WHO TORTURES THEIR HUSBAND BAD MOUTHING THEM
It has been a week and the situation had worsened even more. Khushi was paying for her khamoshi (silence). Arnav was worse than a beast to her during the whole week. But Khushi silently obeyed what her husband wanted.
Every night after making out she used to run to her bathroom and locked herself to cry. She did not want to show her husband the pain that she was going through. At the end of the week she lost all hopes. She could anticipate it very well that her husband will be anything but polite and for him intimacy means the three-letter word not making love.
To some extent she was successful in stopping her husband from going out during night. Once they started making out Arnav stayed back home. Even to Arnav's surprise the more she did with her the more he carved for. He was not only surprised, but shocked. What was it that made him desire Khushi? She was not a super model with hot figure or an experienced wh**e who knew how to seduce her partner. During these days Arnav's mind was slowly giving in to her naiveness. The battle with his mind and his heart was in the highest level. His mind said that Khushi is GG's daughter and she knew how to trap him, but his heart failed to accept what his mind was telling him. Some where he found her to be a simple girl, his wife, his Khushi.
Khushi hadn't recovered from her illness and Arnav's torture has added more to it. She started skipping lunch and sometimes dinner too. As she was barred to enter kitchen and loiter around the house she preferred to stay in her room spending time alone, sometimes even crying missing her daddy. Oh how she loved her daddy and how she wanted him to be beside her during this time of her life. A husband whom she loves the most after her dad, had started behaving weirdly with her, she did not know why. Slowly she started going into a shell. Samjhota kar liya tha ussne. (she lost all hopes and adjusted herself with the situation). Except Payal she had no female whom she could share her misery. Her mother''.hmm lets not talk about her at all.
It was a Sunday when they were making out in the morning. Arnav was a little polite on her not because he wanted to be, but because he was feeling uncomfortable inside her. He felt she was swollen inside and he was unable to do it properly. Frustrated he took it out and was about to go inside the bathroom to complete the whole thing by himself, he was a drop of blood on the bed sheet. He mistaken the blood thinking she might be in her special days, but actually it was due to his roughness, that she had to bear. Her body gave up finally.
Arnav was in his office, due to some urgent meeting, which came up and Khushi was alone in the house. Everyone except Shyam and Akash went to mandir. As Khushi was deprived from the Raizada family no one took her with them.
She was in her room reading books when she got a sudden urge to drink water. She checked the jug beside her and found it empty. The stress, the illness had taken over her so much that she lost her power to speak. Slowly she got up from the bed and tried to walk. A lone tear escaped her eye feeling the sharp pain in her abdomen, her head dizzy, her body lifeless'
She limped down the steps and headed towards the kitchen but the moment she tried to entered the kitchen, suddenly everything became blank and she feel down in the floor.
As she lay unconscious on the floor, Shyam who had just arrived from his own house saw Khushi in that condition. He sprinted and reached her.
"Khushi ji!...Khushi!" he patted her cheeks. But there was no difference. He scooped her up and headed towards her room. He tired Arnav's number but it went to his voicemail. He called Akash and luckily he got though. Akash joined Shyam in Khushi's room and helped his brother-in-law to bring Khushi into conscious.
"Pani!...please'.pani" she called out, her voice diminishing with each word.
Akash quickly got the water from the kitchen and slowly poured into her mouth. Most of the water came out as she was unable to gulp it down. Akash held her head and little up and then made her drink slowly. That's when she started taking it. Sighing Akash patiently fed her.
"Issy to bohot tez bukar hai akash", Shyam said while checking Khushi's forehead.
Slowly making Khushi rest her head on the pillow akash also checked and agreed with Shyam.
"I think we need to call the ladies", Akash said crisply and started to dial Anjali's number.
"NO", Shyam screamed and stopped Akash. "Call Nani ji''"
Before they could dial nani's number the door suddenly banged open. Both of the men flinched due to sudden harsh noise. They were terrified to look at Anjali and mami standing at the door step.
Shyam could easily figure out the venom that Anjali was throwing through her eyes.
"Anjali'." Shyam got up from the bed just to be held by Khushi's hand, which clutched his hand. Shyam looked at Khushi's pale form and felt pity for her. He unclasped her hand and securely put it beside her. He turned to talk to his wife when she stopped him raising her hand.
"BAS!...Bas Shyam, mujhe kuch nahi sunna hai' I don't believe mere peeth peechey tum'how cheap can one get. Kuch to saram karo, your wife his gone to pray for your long life aur tum yahan rangraliya mana rahe ho?"
Shyam just felt disgusted with her wife's words and tried to catch hold of Anjali to shake her up and put some senses'
"zaruri nahi hai ki har rista itna neech ho Anjali'you have such a caring bother, then how can you think so low of me? I am your husband damn it", Shyam spatted back.
"Husband? Husband who beds with my brother's wife Shyam?" Anjali threw the vase, which was kept on the table towards Shyam. Luckily he caught that at the right time otherwise he would have had serious injury.
"Let my brother come today I will not spare this b*tch" Anjali threw a disgusted look towards Khushi and stormed out of the room.
Mami held akash's hand and pulled him out with her. No matter how much Akash protested but mami did not listen.
"Kahan ho aap sali saahab?" Shyam sighed and sat beside Khushi for sometime. He took her hand and pressed. "you will be fine sis, that's a promise from this brother" he said and closed his eyes in frustration.
Arnav parked the car in the garage and locked the door. It was a long day for him. He hated to work on Sundays. "Khushi!" just a thought about his wife made him smile. What was it that he wanted to be back in his house to his wife these days? Happily he walked inside the house. And was greeted by a sarcastic Anjali instead of his cute little wife who always welcomed him by her warm kisses. His eyes searched her. But she was nowhere in the house.
"Aaiye Aaiye, beithiye zara" anjali said in a sarcastic nautanki wala tone. Arnav immediately knew it that time only that big drama is coming up. "suniye to sahi kya gul khila rahi hai aapki biwi". "Biwi" the word hitted him hard.
He was about to get up from the sofa feeling disgusted yet again thinking what crap might his Di utter about Khushi, was pulled by Anjali.
"you have to listen to me today Arnav. You wife and my husband were in one room". Anjali purposely hid the fact that Akash was also there to dramatize the situation more.
Arnav clutched his fist and wanted to hit something very hard. Closing his eyes and gulping down his anger he stopped himself from hitting back Anjali. For the first time in his life he wanted to hit his Di for being such a cheap person. Not only she insulted his wife but also his best friend Shyam.
"Di, don't try to act smart. If you think I am going to believe in your cheap tricks then I am sorry'." He made a disgusted expression "keep those low words to yourself Di".
"Dekho dekho kaun yeh sab keh raha hai' Arnav as if you are doodh ka dhula huya hai na?...anjali made an angry face'"maybe this cheap trick doesn't matter to you as you indulge yourself in such acts with other woman'.." Arnav did not let her complete'
"ENOUGH! Stop talking rubbish Mrs Anjali Jha, I am not like your husband who takes shit from you. You are forgetting who I am and why you are hear for. Sukar karo I allow you to stay here'" Arnav gritted his teeth and turned to move towards his room'
"Mera baat ka yakin nahi hai to apne best friend sehi puchlo'whether he was inside her room or not while Khushi was lying down on your bed
Arnav just lost it. "lying down your bed" never sounded so cheap. He was ready to lash out on Khushi as to why she cannot stay away from his brother-in-law, when he had made it clear to her. Not that he did not believe Khushi and his brother in law, but he hated Anjali to bring Khushi's matter up every now and then. Why to make his woman give any such opportunity, he thought.
He ignored Anjali's rant and headed towards his room ready to lash out on his wife when he heard a scream.
"Nani?" Arnav panicked and ran towards nani's room. But nani was not present. Then he heard another shout "Arnav beta!" Arnav turned at headed towards the source of the scream.
He entered his room and froze. His eye darted towards the element lying on the floor. It was his Khushi.
"Khu'''shi!" his breath hitched. Suddenly his throat dried up.
Her face said it all'
Nani was holding her in her lap and crying.
"Baba!" Khushi was unconsciously whispering, shifted her head painfully. Her face has turned pale. "Arnav ji" she mewed. "mujhe lagta hai'.bohot lagta hai'" she again whispered painfully.
Arnav was shocked. What have he done to her, he thought. But how can her condition be like this? For the first time in his life Arnav was dumbfolded. He did not know how to react. He did not know what has happened to her. But one thing he knew was about what Khushi was whispering. She was murmuring about their loving making.
"what the hell have you done to his girl Arnav", nani furiously accused Arnav. No matter how much nani listened to Anjali's drama, but a woman within her did not failed to understand the torture this little Khushi had to go through.
"Ab khade khade muh kya dekh rahe ho'pick her up and take her to the doctor you beast", nani spatted furiously to her grandson.
Arnav without wasting much time came to pick her up. The moment he touched her she shivered and shifted back. "nahi'nahi'mujhe mat chuiye is tarah'" her tears gave away. Fear written all over her face.
"Chhi!" nani looked away from Arnav.
Arnav picked her up despite of Khushi's request and ran towards the car. He could feel she was sinking in his arms. As if she will die any moment.
He knew he couldn't drive in this condition. Something, some unwanting feeling was hitting him badly' he gave the key to Mohan and decided to sit with Khushi at the back.
"What have you done to your wife Mr. Raizada?" the doctor threw his angry looks towards Arnav. "do you even know what her condition is? We have to give her tranquilizer and put her to sleep, she is so much traumatized. You should kept in mind her age and your age Mr Raizada, she is still in her teens'don't you understand that? And being a virgin do you know what damage you have done to her? You have ripped all the tissues inside her. Do you even know what it can cost? She can have a very critical pregnancy?"
"Virgin?" shocked would have been an understatement what Arnav was going thorough. "Khushi was a virgin?" he thought and he thought it loud.
"yes she was a virgin Mr. Raizada, aapne kya socha?"
"that mean I have wronged her all these days? I have ripped not only her body but also her soul?" Arnav felt disgusted about himself. "how could I be driving by those strong emotions? How could I think she was like her mother when my heart knew it very well that she was not", Arnav sat on the chair hopelessly feeling ashamed on himself.
"Mr Raizada, in future I would ask you to be more polite on her. She is suffering from acute vaginal infection at the moment. I am sure she will be able to recover with your support. She loves you a lot and is afraid to lose you Mr. Raizada'all the time she was taking your name and her dad's name before she slept. Try to support her and be polite gentleman".
Doctor gave him a soft press on his shoulder before leaving him alone in the haunted chamber.
@ green real life incident