Part 62 Again

Khushi looked at Arnav and smiled, staying in the hug.

"wish me"

"Happy birthday, Arnavji" She again hugged him.

"Thanks" He kissed her hair.

"I didn't know you would expect me to wish you on your birthday," She said smiling.

"Mmm... from the time, I met you, I have started doing wired things" he chuckled

Khushi dropped her jaws.

"Then what? I started believing that people who die would become STARS..."

"Do you believe that?"

"Didn't you know?"

Khushi nodded yes.

"We spoke about it when you were kidnapped..."

"Did you hear me?"

"Clearly. I could not believe you believed it"

"Yes, because it's your belief... whenever I see stars, I remember my mother..." he smiled.

"I would have celebrated your birthday grandly if I had known this"

"You already celebrated my birthday grandly without telling me about it openly. I liked it"

"No... I didn't celebrate it grandly. One more thing is remaining"

"What's that?" he pulled back from the hug.

"Cake cutting"

Arnav rolled his eyes and was supposed to say something,

"Arnavji, Arnavji, please don't say no... I was thinking about an excuse to make you cut the cake. As you have no problem in celebrating your birthday, cut the cake and complete the celebration, Arnavji... please please..."

"Ok, ok..."

"Is it? Thank you so much Arnavji... come"

"Where?"

"To cut the cake..." Clutching his hand, she dragged him downstairs.

Raizadas were waiting for them nervously. They saw Khushi dragging Arnav. They gazed at them to know if Arnav was ready to cut the cake.

"Di, Arnavji is ready to cut the cake," Khushi said, and they sighed in relief.

"Wow, Nannav, are you really ready to cut the cake?"

"For Khushi" Arnav said.

"We know that..." Anjali chuckled.

"However, you are ready to cut the cake. It's enough Bhai" Akash said.

"Here, the cake is..." NK brought it.

Khushi forwarded the matchbox to Anjali and gestured for her to light the candles. Anjali did that. When Arnav blew it, Raidazas sang the Happy Birthday song.

Khushi gave him the knife. Clutching her hand, Arnav cut the cake. He fed it to Khushi and then to Anjali. They too fed him a little.

"What an achievement, Khushiji. Bhai doesn't even like to hear birthday wishes but you made him cut the cake" Akash smiled.

"Haan Khushiji, Chotte throws a glare if anyone talks about his birthday"

"Di... enough. You have to go to the hospital for a check-up tomorrow. Remember?"

"I do remember. Khushiji also reminded me."

Arnav looked at Khushi who nodded yes.

"That's great..." Arnav smiled.

...........

The next day

Arnav woke up from his sleep. He had to take Anjali to the hospital. He got ready for the hospital. He didn't know why he was feeling something not right. His INSTINCT was alarming since morning. He became restless as it was Anjali's check-up day. He wanted the baby to be fine. Thinking about that, he dressed up.

He saw Khushi coming with a Pooja plate. She kept vermillion on his forehead. Arnav didn't deny it.

"I prayed for the Baby's growth. Mark my words, she will be super fine"

Arnav huffed in relief. He didn't know why, he believed Khushi's words. She was a selfless soul. If she prayed for anyone, they would be fine. Khushi nodded her head like what? Arnav nodded no and pulled her for a hug, making Khushi confused.

"Arnavji, we have to go to the hospital. get ready"

"I'm ready"

"Let's go, then"

They came downstairs. Anjali was ready and waited for them.

"Shall we go, Di?"

Anjali nodded. They took her to the hospital for a check-up. Arnav was impatient until the doctor completed examining Anjali. He rushed inside when the doctor called them.

"How is the Baby, doctor?" He asked agitatedly.

"So fine... nothing to worry. The Baby is so healthy and its growth is so gradual"

Arnav sighed in relief. No doubt he was glad about the baby. At the same time, he was confused about his Gut Instinct. Why did he feel different? The baby was fine. Shyam was nowhere. Dadi also became calm and stopped creating problems. Then what would his Gut Instinct mean? Was he going to face a NEW problem?

Arnav came out of the hospital thinking about it. Khushi and Anjali followed him. When they came to their car, Khushi saw a boy crossing the road. He didn't see the car that was coming from the opposite side. She was horrified and ran to him. Arnav saw her running like that. He looked at the car and followed her getting shocked.

"Khushiiii..."

She pulled the boy towards her and fell on the road taking the boy with her. The car crossed them at full speed. She sat on the road and dusted up.

"Are you all right?" she asked the boy.

"I'm all right... I would have been better if you had not pulled me" he said.

"Whaaaat? You were supposed to be hit by the car"

"I would have been safe even though you didn't save me"

"I should have minded my own business..." Khushi murmured.

"By the way, thanks," The boy said.

Khushi made a face. She jerked, hearing Arnav shouting.

"Khushiiii... what the hell... you are sitting on the road" he lifted her holding her shoulders.

"Why the hell did you run, damn it?"

"The boy..."

"You are not a superwoman to save people who are in trouble. Why are you putting yourself at risk?" He shouted.

"I just..."

"Let's go..."

"Who are you, beta? With whom you came?" Khushi asked the boy as she didn't want to leave him alone there.

That was when they heard,

"Aarav..." a woman in an ultra-modern outfit rushed to the boy.

Arnav saw the woman and his lips curved into a smile.

"Aarav, what happened? Why did you come here?" the woman asked.

"I wanted to go to the opposite shop. A car was supposed to hit me..." the boy said.

"Whaaat?"

"Yup, she saved me" He pointed at Khushi.

She looked at Khushi and her eyes softened, seeing Arnav.

"Arnav..."

"Sheetal... you? How long we met each other...!"

She nodded yes.

"Is he your son?" Arnav asked.

Sheetal nodded smiling at him brightly.

"She is my wife Khushi... she is the one who saved your son"

Sheetal's smile faded.

"Do you know her?" Khushi asked.

"Yeah, she is my friend. We studied together in college"

"Oh..."

"I have to go..." Sheetal said.

Arnav nodded. Clutching Aarav's hand, Sheetal walked away.

Anjali who came there asked,

"Who is the boy, dressing up like you...!"

Arnav jerked. Yes, the boy was dressing up like him. Why? He was Sheetal's son. She knew his dressing style. Did she dress his son like him, because she liked his dressing style?

Before Arnav answered Anjali, Khushi did.

"Di, she is Arnav's friend sheetalji. They studied together in college. Sheetalji should have liked Arnav's dressings I suppose. That's why she dressed up his son like that. Am I right Arnavji?"

Arnav smiled lovingly. How innocent his wife was! If someone had been in her place, would not she have created a big scene in this issue? How Khushi was so lovable? It was because she thought in the way she was. She would think everyone would be like her. Poor her. She didn't know no one in the world was like her. Arnav circled her shoulders. Khushi looked at him innocently.

"Let's go..." He walked to the car.

Arnav started the car towards RM. Though Khushi answered Anjali about Aarav's dressing style, she was thinking about him. Not only his dress but his attitude also seemed like Arnav. His face also resembled Arnav. He looked exactly like a miniature of Arnav. How? She didn't want to think about the possibilities because it would lead her mind to stress. She didn't want to do it as she trusted Arnav.

They reached RM.

"Anjali, what the doctor said?" Nani asked.

"The Baby is fit and fine, Nani," Anjali said.

"Thanks to Devi Maiya..."

"Khushi, take care. Call me if you want anything" Arnav said.

Khushi nodded ok.

"Di, I have to go to AR. I have an important work"

"Carry on, Chotte... you came to the hospital. It's enough for me..."

Arnav looked at Khushi and nodded his head. Khushi followed him to send him off. When he opened the door, he saw Sheetal, extending her hand to press the calling bell. Arnav frowned seeing her.

To be continued...