Arshi SS- GHOST OF THE HAUNTED HOUSE ~SEASON- 2~ (Part 5)

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PART- 5

It was past mid-night, both Arnav and Khushi were in deep slumber being tired of today’s events when Khushi heard some faint voice calling out to her. At first she ignored it in her sleepy state of mind but then when the voice continues to call her she sat straight on the bed rubbing her eyes.
 
  Khushi!
 
  Come here!
 
  I need you!
Come Khushi!
 
  Hearing someone calling her Khushi looks here and there to see if someone entered inside there room, but upon not finding anyone she got confused, so she focused on the voice which she found was coming from outside of their room.
  Confused she looks beside her to find her man comfortably sleeping as if he didn’t heard anything.
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  “Wow! Mrs. Raizada what a husband you’ve got who is sleeping comfortably while here some idiot is disturbing his wife’s sleep. Normally he’ll get up even with a small noise and here today when someone is calling out for his wife in the mid-night, then see he is sleeping selling all his horses,” she murmured in annoyance and then looking towards the wall-clock she muttered “Who the hell is disturbing at such a time? Should I wake up Arnav? Ugh! No! I think first I should myself see to it,” saying this she got out of the bed and move towards the door.
  It was past mid-night, both Arnav and Khushi were in profound sleep being worn out on the present occasions when Khushi heard some swoon voice calling to her. At first she disregarded it in her lethargic perspective however when the voice keeps on calling her she sat straight on the bed rubbing her eyes.
 
Khushi!
Come here!
I need you!
Come Khushi!
  Hearing someone calling her Khushi looks here and there to see if someone entered inside there room, but upon not finding anyone she got confused, so she focused on the voice which she found was coming from outside of their room.
  Befuddled, she looks close to her, only to discover her man sleeping comfortably as though he didn’t heard anything.
                                 
  “Goodness! Mrs. Raizada what a spouse you’ve got who is dozing serenely while here some nitwit is irritating his better half’s rest. Commonly he’ll get up even with a little commotion and here today when someone is calling out for his wife in the mid-night, then see he is dozing selling all his horses,” she mumbled in irritation and after that looking towards the divider clock she murmured “Who the hell is disturbing my sleep at this odd hour? Would it be advisable for me to wake up Arnav? Ugh! No! I think first I should myself see to it,” saying this she escaped the quaint little inn towards the door.
  Opening the door gradually with no commotion so as not to aggravate her sweet spouse she ventures out of the vicinity of her room and move towards the direction from where the voice was coming. Following the voice she soon found herself standing in front of the same room which has been closed for years so as to prevent the so called ghost to harm anyone.
  Shrugging her musings she look towards the closed door in perplexity regarding how she heard the voice from behind a closed door. Even before she can contemplate over all these she once again heard a similar voice.
 
  Khushi!
 
  Don’t think too much…
 
  Just come here….
 
  Come Khushi!
 
  Come!
  Befuddled yet astonished she move towards the shut door and ran her finger over the wooden entryway from where she was hearing the voice. Moving her eyes somewhat down she saw a coordinating handle of old style with a major bolt around it alongside some red-yellow strings which were entwined upon it.
  She ran her fingers over it when all of a sudden she heard the voice once more.
 
  Yes Khushi!
 
  Open it!
 
  Open it Khushi!
 
  But, before she can do anything she felt a hand behind her. Realising someone’s presence behind her she look over her shoulder to find Arnav standing there with his sleepy eyes.
  “What’re you doing here as of now?” he asked passing his hands through his already ruffled hairs.
  “Umm! Really! Arnav do you heard some voice?” Khushi asked and after getting a positive gesture from him she added “You did? Right?”
  “Obviously sweetheart! I heard the voice-your voice,” he said giving a sloppy smile.
  “Arnav please! It’s not a time to joke around. I’m serious,” Khushi answered a bit annoyingly.
  “Then I’m also serious baby. As serious as you are. By the way you still didn’t tell me that what you’re doing here that too at this odd hour?”
Would it be a good idea for me to tell him regarding that voice which I heard some time before? No Khushi! You simply heard what he said? He didn’t hear any sort of voice. Perhaps that story about the ghost has taken a toll on me and thus I’m hallucinating all these. Yes! That is the reality. How might you even think in those lines Khushi! Remember that there is nothing like a ghost, and stop envisioning every one of these poops, she chided herself rationally.
    While Arnav who was waiting for her reply saw her lost in her own, so he shook her a bit to bring him out of his stance.
  “Wifey! Where have you been lost?” he inquired.
  Placing her arms around his neck she winked mischievously and said “Nowhere hubby dear! Was just thinking that my hubby can’t live even for few minutes without me.”
  “Well! That’s the truth,” saying this he placed his hands on her waist and pulled her closer to him.
  Their front touching each other, his hands playing with her midriff while hers garlanding his neck, their breaths slamming into each other while eyes gazing into each other. Arnav draw his face nearer to his woman to devour her but Khushi pushed him back and wriggle out of his hold.
  “What?” he asked annoyed at the breaking of the lovely moment.
  “Well! Well! Hubby dear we’re in India that too in the mod of your family. And I don’t think all this allowed here.”
  “Gracious hi! Madam you’re my legally wedded wife,” he said in attitude.
  “Baby then also you’re not allowed to do it outside our room,” saying this she winked and ran inside the room while Arnav too followed her.
 
 
 
  Next morning, Khushi woke up in the arms of her handsome husband. Affectionately putting a peck on his forehead she came out of the bed and went to freshen-up not wanting to give the elders a reason to get upset like last time.
  Taking a much needed cool shower she came out wiping her wet hairs only to find her husband still sleeping with his mouth slightly parted. Shaking her head with a smile muttering a ‘cute’ she slide the curtains making the sunrays to enter inside the room disturbing her husband’s sleep.
  While she sit in front of the mirror, fill her partition, place a bindi on her forehead, apply kohl in her hazel eyes and wear the matching bangles. After getting satisfied she turns around only to find Arnav staring at her making her look down while blushing.
“Goodness! I want to eat you raw seeing you getting all tomato red.”
“Hubby dear, keep this romance for some other time. Now get up and get ready,” saying this she too left down the stairs without giving him any chance to say anything.
  Upon reaching downstairs she saw everyone else near the temple offering their prayers to god. She too joined them, after which along with Roshni she move towards the kitchen area while others move towards the main hall.
  While cooking she remembers previous night incident. Though she has shrugged it off as figment of her imagination but still the curiosity inside her to know about all this is raising it head so she asked Roshni.
  “Umm! Roshni!”
  “Yes!”
  “Yesterday I got to know about your miscarriage. I’m sorry to hear about it.”
           
  “It’s okay. What is written in your destiny can’t be changed. May be I don’t have a fortune of having child.”
“Why’re you saying so Roshni. Try not to think so negative.”
  “It’s okay. What is written in your destiny can’t be changed. May be I don’t have a fortune of having child.”
  “You not accepting won’t change reality bhabhi,” she said a bit irately, wiping her sodden eyes.
  Realising that she has hurt her sentiments unintentionally she apologised for the same.
  “I’m sorry Roshni. I didn’t meant to hurt you. Really! Okay! Tell me if this house has taken away your happiness then why’re you still living here? I mean anything which is cursed or jinxed, we tend to keep ourselves away from it. And according to you all this house is nothing less than it?”
  At this Roshni didn’t speak for a while, but after a few moment she said “You’re right, we should move out of here. And honestly I too want the same but daadi ji…”
  “Daadi ji what?” Khushi asked.
  “Actually daadiji doesn’t wants to leave this house, and we can’t leave, leaving her alone here.”
  “But why so? I mean what’s the need to stay at a place which is costing someone’s life?”
  “May be her attachment to this house. She has spent her whole life here, so…”
  “But…”
  “Khushi bhabhi! Let it be! Let the life go as it is! Moreover we should move outside. The breakfast is ready.”
  Getting the cue that she didn’t wants to talk about all this Khushi nodded her head in affirmative and both went towards the main hall.
  After settling on the dining table all of them start having their breakfast talking about random things when all of a sudden Arnav remembers the last night incident and asked “Khushi! You still didn’t tell me that what you were doing outside that closed room at mid-night.”
  As soon as the words came out of his mouth everyone else look towards Khushi.
                           
  “What? What’re you saying Arnav? Do you mean to say the room where the ghost has been imprisoned?” asked Narmada Devi in horror.
  “No granny! I mean to say the room which you guys have locked unnecessarily on the name of ghost,” Arnav said annoyed.
  “Just because you guys don’t believe in all this doesn’t mean it is not the truth.”
  “Okay! Okay! Let it be, otherwise this will keep on going.”
  “Hmm! But Khushi you still didn’t tell us that why you even went there?” Narmada Devii asked.
  “Ugh! Nothing! Actually I was feeling thirsty so, I just got up and was going downstairs but as soon as I reached near the room I remember all those stories you told so, I was looking towards it when Arnav came there,” Khushi said not wanting anyone to know about what she imagined.
  “But Khushi you didn’t drink the water and you were also saying….”
  “Do you want to become James Bond Arnav?” she asked interrupting him in the middle of their talk while Arnav just nodded in negative.
  Rest all was a silent affair because no one wanted to talk about it due to their own reasons unaware of the storm which was moving towards them ready to unearth many secrets and bring a devastation with it.
 
 
             
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