ArHi SS: Saiyaara Parts 16 - Last Part

And so this SS comes to an end here, do enjoy the last parts :) P.S I love you has been discontinued, but I have started a new piece of work and that will be up soon :D

Saiyaara

[Listen to the song. It was my true inspiration]

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Part 16

“Pregnant! Big belly! Nine months! Baby!”

“I know that but you? How?”

“What do you mean how? You thought I’m not fertile?”

“No no… but…”

“Don’t you dare say anything Raizada!” she pointed her index finger at me.

“You’re a Raizada now too!” I reminded her of our wedding.

“Please don’t tell me to get an abortion…”

“Of course not Khushi… but travelling isn’t good in this health then.., and you know now we got RAW and ISI teamed up to search for us…”

‘They teamed up to kill us… not to resolve the issues between them… wow!’

“Please Arnav… first France and then Italy. We’ll permanently stay in Italy…” she pleaded.

“You sure?”

“Yes” she smiled at me.

“Fine… now come one… we’ll get late for our flight…”

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In no time they reached France and headed to the small house Arnav had booked.

He had ordered all the accessories pregnant women needed.

“I need something sour right now Arnav!”

“What?”

“I need something sour!” she yelled.

“Ok ok… calm down baby…” I soothed her and gave her the container of sour keys.

I admired her as she flavoured the sour keys.

Now I was to not only protect myself and her, but my would be child.

I was going to be a father.

Arnav Singh Raizada was going to be a father.

And this was the next level to our relationship…

Part 17

“RAW is here…” I barged in the house only to see Khushi flavouring the entire ice cream container.

I didn’t let her talk and quickly closed the door. “We’re not going anywhere until they move down to a different city here…” she literally reminded me that now I was going to be accompanied by a pregnant woman.

“Yes I know you’re pregnant!” I growled at her.

“Good!” she shoved a spoon full of ice cream in my mouth.

“Don’t you dare step out of this house otherwise…”

“I won’t…” she promised me.

I really hoped that she would keep this promise of hers. I didn’t want her to be stressing much during this time.

“I love you…” she snuggled in my arms.

I let out a chuckle and pulled her more closer, both sinking beneath our blanket.

“Love you too…” I kissed her forehead.

“Good night…” she mumbled.

“Nite…” and by the time I glanced at her, she had already dozed off to sleep.

Her arms were tight around me as I sighed of relief that she was here… with me.

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We had luckily escaped from both RAW and ISI for an entire month and now Khushi’s bulge was clearly visible.

She had put on some weight and she had this glow on her face. I didn’t let her go out much, but provided her with everything she wanted.

I had literally brought home a special chef to make her Ravioli in France.

She never complained, yet whined when she felt irritated. I knew they were the mood swings, and hence I didn’t even bother to argue with her.

I didn’t want to be crushed or beaten until I told her she looked skinny. I had lied to her numerous times about that topic.

But I always told her she was beautiful. And especially more gorgeous in this stage of our life as she was carrying another part of both of us within her.

Part 18

“Arnav, come back home will you?” I heard his voice.

It was Aman; my best friend and part of RAW. I really didn’t know whether he would agree to Khushi and my relationship, but I had to tell him.

“I’m married…” I blurted over the phone.

“You’re what!” he sounded more shocked. “Are you out of your mind Arnav! How can you!”

“When I told you her name ‘Khushi’ you sounded happy, and the moment I told you ‘Khushi Khan’ you became upset… does religion really matter?” I asked him.

“No. It doesn’t. She’s in ISI and you’re in RAW, well you were in RAW. You both are from different teams, you have all the secrets of RAW, you guys can’t be together!”

“Well we are! We have moved on and forgotten about these fights and this feud between ISI and RAW! We are starting afresh!” I yelled at him.

“Please Tiger… you’ll get killed…”

“The name’s Arnav! I’m not an animal for God’s sake!” I shouted.

“Akash Sir doesn’t like this. He wants to chase you down at the moment and the minute he finds you, you’ll be dead.” His voice sounded more threatening than warning.

“I don’t care, we’re not coming back! Period.” I ended the call.

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Another week had passed and it was getting more and more difficult for us to stay in the area.

I had decided that we’d probably just shift to another city rather than having a long trip, and hence Khushi and I shifted to another city.

Shyaam had noticed us, and we were on the verge of getting shot, but fortunately he missed.

We just reached our new apartment, and Khushi was going to practically pass out.

“How long Arnav? How long will we run?” she asked me out of breath.

“I promise that once we reach Italy, everything will be fine…”

She looked at me with a serious look and I smiled at her, trying to ease her mood.

Mood swings.

I would have to cope with them for the rest of the upcoming 8 months and 3 weeks.

“Love you” I kissed her forehead, and lay her in bed.

Part 19

We had landed in Italy, happily. She was smiling and so was I, but she still had the fear in her eyes. The fear which she had in the beginning.

“Khushi…” I called her.

Her trance broke as she looked at me startled. “Haan”

“Where are you lost?” I asked her.

“Nothing…” she replied while biting into the cheese burger she had taken from the plane.

The poor air hostess was tired of bringing so much food for Khushi, she was constantly eating after an hour that I had an urge to ask her whether she was carrying a 1 month and a week baby or an elephant. But my patience held me back.

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“Arnav we have to run!” Khushi stood up and took hold of my hand. I looked at her in a very confused way.

“Shyaam and Akash are here Arnav! Get up!” she pulled me up.

And at that moment we had no option but to run.

Khushi couldn’t run much in this condition she was in and all I could do was lift her up and carry her to the nearest hiding place possible.

But we both knew that it wasn’t possible to escape now.

We were trapped among 2 separate forces.

Yes, the entire ISI and RAW was here.

To catch us.

I glanced over at Khushi, while she was taking heavy breaths.

“Ready?” I asked her.

“Always” she replied back to me.

“Challo!” I pulled her along with me in the battle.

“You sure about this?” she asked me.

Her expressions told me she was again nervous. But I knew that if we wanted to be together, then we would have to do this.

“100 percent!” I gave her a thumbs up.

Part 20

{Last Part}

As we looked to our sides, we saw a motorcycle and all we could think of was to sit on it and run off, and that was what we did.

Khushi quickly sat in front while I sat at the back with my gun. Our friend, NK who was a doctor, knew about me and Khushi had said to avoid guns as the sound of them may frighten Khushi.

At first I didn’t believe it because all her life she had been using guns and all sorts of weapons, but then I realized that she was pregnant. And there were complications for her hearing along with taste buds.

She drove so fast as I kept shooting at the back. We literally had approximately 20 different cars following us. Well actually chasing us.

“Ready?” she asked me as she managed to jump off the motorcycle and enter the helicopter.

NK knew that some sort of situation would arise and we had pre-planned. I knew ISI and RAW were following us and I chose not to tell Khushi because I didn’t want to stress her out… but we actually managed.

Khushi successfully turned on the helicopter, preparing to ride off, while I continued shooting behind me.

And then, all of a sudden… a gunshot came towards me.

It went straight through my knee and I winced in pain. Khushi had seen it coming and she couldn’t do anything.

She pulled me in and quickly shut the door. In no time she took off while I heard numerous gunshots from behind.

But she didn’t care.

She lifted me up a bit and placed me in the pilot’s seat while she healed my wound.

“It’s time to start a new life…” she mumbled.

“Hmmm…” I responded.

“No running this time… we’ll go to a small area where not many people visit…” she murmured.

“And we’ll have a happy life there…” I added.

“With our symbol of love…” she placed my hand on her belly.

We looked into each other’s eyes and they teared up due to relief that finally. Finally we excaped.

We would lead a normal life.

With our symbol of love.

And that was it guys.

The journey of ArHi in ‘Saiyaara’ has ended.

Initially this was not supposed to be the ending. They were supposed to die… but I decided to keep it a happy one…

I want to thank each and every one of you guys who read this SS and liked it.

For the people who didn’t like it, then too bad… I’ve finished the journey with somewhat of a support… and I’m happy with it…

Cheers for the last part!

~Ravneet