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Part 33 Alimony?

"What will you do if I don't agree to divorce Arnav? Do you think I can't do that?" Sheetal asked wrathfully.

"You can't do that" Came from Arnav who was spitting fire on Sheetal standing behind her.

Sheetal came to the composer, taking a

few seconds.

"I can do that... because if you want to divorce me, you should give me alimony. Where will you go to give me money when you have no power to sell the property? What will you do if I ask you a huge amount of alimony to divorce you?"

"Having this weak point only did you talk so confidently? Do you know what is alimony? According to the Hindu Marriage Act, only 25% of the net monthly salary should be given to the wife by her former husband. As a principal of the school, my salary is nearly one lakh. I have no problem in giving you twenty-five thousand but do you think, it's enough for you to pay the hotel bill for a night?" Arnav mocked her with a serious expression and then continued,

"I have been giving you money whenever you demanded. It does not mean I will accept your alimony demand... if you go to court, you have to obey the court order. And for your kind information, I will win the case and definitely will get a divorce"

"But, you have my father's property..."

"I didn't ask him... It's him who registered all the properties in my name because he didn't have hope for his own daughter"

"My father is a brainless man. He thought I will live with you happily that was utterly a baseless expectation. There is no use in talking about what my father did stupidly anymore. I want my property back. Without giving it to me, you should not marry anyone. I won't let it happen" she howled

"What will you do? Do whatever... You can't stop me from marrying Khushi. We... are... getting married... ( he said the stance stressing, giving enough space between the words) that's final... now get out of my school..."

"Is this your school? This is my father's School..."

"Your father's WILL states, it's mine. Only I have all the rights in this school. Just leave..."

Sheetal looked at Khushi fuming who was glaring at Sheetal.

"Don't think you won. I am not going to leave you. You can't live happily... Mark my words" Sheetal sneered at Khushi and walked away.

Arnav looked at Khushi who was looking at him restlessly. He blinked his eyes and gestured for her to be calm.

"You don't have to worry about her, Khushi. She can do nothing. Everyone knows how cheap she is. You can easily beat her lawfully. You guys have faced a drastic phase of life because of that one woman. Now, you have taken a good decision to remarriage. Just think about it nothing more than that" Manju said.

She came to Arnav.

"I am so glad about what you guys just did. It's enough for me if you guys get your life back. Enough of your sufferings... get married and live your life happily" Manju said.

Arnav was silently looking at Khushi.

"You have to do it for Khushi at least. I can't believe a girl could take such a gutful decision of marrying a third-gender guy just to keep her love alive. You are so great, Khushi. Arnav is so lucky to have you as his life partner."

Khushi bow down gulping down.

"Don't think of anything...! Don't take anyone's words in your head. No one will come to your help to solve your problems. This is your life. Anything should be faced by you only. So, just concentrate on your life, ignoring all the odds that come your way" Manju said.

She said that to shut the school staff's mouth. She didn't want anyone to criticize the issue. She didn't want anyone to lower Arnav and Khsuhi's confidence levels.

Manju got back to her work. Arnav left the place. Khushi sat silently not looking at anyone. Lavanya clutched her hand and pressed it warmly. Khushi looked at her slowly raising her eyelash. Lavanya smile at her delightedly which made Khushi relaxed.

Though Rishab school staff gossiped about Arnav and Khushi no one had the guts to talk in front of them nor they asked anything to Khushi.

After the school hour, as usual, Khushi came to the bus stand and waited for her bus. Lavanya's route bus came first and she went. Khushi looked for her bus. That was when Arnav stopped his car at her footstep. Khushi looked at him.

"I will drop you," He said.

"No, thanks..."

"I didn't ask, SHALL I DROP YOU, but said, I WILL DROP YOU"

Khushi looked at him perplexed and looked at their surroundings hesitatingly.

"Everyone is left... only the watchman is there in our school. Get in"

Khushi sat in the car.

"Put on your seatbelt"

Khushi buckled herself with the seatbelt and Arnav started the car.

"I think we should not do this"

"What are you talking about, Khushi?"

"We should be in distance..."

Cutting her,

"Look at yourself, you are sitting in distance only..."

Khushi glared at him and Arnav smiled.

"We are going to get married"

"But, we have not married yet"

"We will... do you have any second thoughts on it?"

"Let it happen when the time comes... till then, we should not give food for people's thoughts"

"However, they will find FOOD for their thoughts because people got to know who we are and about our story. Think about Manju Di's words. Didn't she say, don't care about people?"

She nodded yes.

"I wonder... the girl who never bothered about people and kissed her boyfriend at her college time is bothering a lot to talk to him now..."

"It's because we are not college students now... we have responsibilities..."

"You have changed a lot..."

"Don't you?"

"No... you know that"

Khushi was silent.

"Do you really think I have changed?"

Khushi didn't answer and Arnav understood the meaning.

"So, you know I have not changed... right?"

Khushi sighed.

"I don't know how you can be so rigid keeping a lot of feelings in your heart"

"It's just like, how you were in the past years..."

Arnav rolled his eyes smiling.

He dropped Khushi home.

"Convey my regards to Sumi"

Khushi nodded ok.

"Bye..."

"Bye"

Arnav

On the other side,

Sheetal came to the hotel paradise and threw her clutch on the bed in anger. Sarath who was waiting for Sheetal's arrival jerked.

"It seems you have not succeeded in insulting Khushi?" he said, seeing her furious.

"My foot... everything went upside down. She lashed me over again in front of everyone and insulted me again"

"But how? How could you let her do that?"

"She even knows where I stayed last night."

"Whaaaat...? But how?"

"I think Arnav it is stalking me. He is not what he was... He daringly said he is going to divorce me... he didn't even bother about my threat..."

"What are you going to do now? It seems Arnav is fully set to face anything... if it is so he won't give a penny for us... What will you do for your expenses?"

"I am not a fool to sit silently. I want Arnav to be Hit hard... the HIT must be like; he could not be able to forget it for his lifetime... He should regret messing with me."

"Okay, what is your plan?"

"Khushi and her husband should die..."

"You mean Murder?"

"Yes, I have no other choice. Until she is alive, Arnav will not back off from the divorce idea. If he divorces me, I will be left alone in the middle of the road without a penny... I am not an idiot to let it happen. Kill them..." she said angrily.

"Done"

"It should happen today itself"

"Okay"

"It should be seen like an accident... No one should suspect me... But, Khushi and her husband should know why they are dying... who is killing them... Beat them to the death and throw them on the railway track"

"Okay..." Taking his mobile, Sarath dialed someone.

Sheetal sat on the bed fuming.

To be continued...