15 Alliance
Part 16 Alliance
Khushi was dumbfounded to see the beautiful view of the Taj Mahal. She forgot herself for a while. She looked at Arnav excitedly, who was smiling at her expression.
"I didn't expect you to bring me here..." she smiled, as if she had won the Miss India title.
"When I thought of taking you on a long drive, the Taj Mahal was the only place that came into my mind." He said, looking at her deeply.
Khushi looked at him and asked,
"Why?" Her voice sounded soft. She might have expected something from him.
"You said you never went for a long drive. So, you would not have visited the Taj Mahal for sure. That's why..." he said, making her disappointed. She didn't get the answer she expected. After all, the Taj Mahal was celebrated as a symbol of love.
"Am I right?"
She nodded.
"I wanted to visit the Taj Mahal, but I didn't get a chance. Now, I got it unexpectedly..." She smiled.
"Let's go..." They got out of the car.
Khushi captured a few selfies with Arnav. Of course, she posed the UNIVERSAL pose in front of the Taj Mahal, as if she was touching its tip. When they roamed inside the Taj Mahal, Khushi wanted to entwine her fingers with his. She took time to admire the Taj Mahal and shared it with Arnav, too. He sat in a corner, letting her see them patiently.
That was when a guy banged on Khushi. She glared at him, who smirked. She was supposed to leave the place, but the guy blocked her way.
"What are you looking at?"
"Step away..." She said.
"What will you do if I don't?"
Arnav saw that and became furious. He headed to them.
"I'm not alone... mind it..."
"I too am not alone..." She said with an attitude, seeing Arnav close to them.
Arnav clutched his collar from behind and pulled him.
"What did you say?" Arnav asked.
The next second, he received a tight slap from Arnav.
"Hey, who are you? Why are you slapping me?" the guy shouted, touching his cheek.
Before Arnav said anything,
"He is my boyfriend..." Khushi said.
Arnav looked at her in surprise. Khushi went to Arnav and circled his bicep, making him more surprised. The boy looked at them, horrified.
"What do you think, she is alone? Will you show your Romeo side only to the ones who are alone?" Arnav again slapped him.
"If I call my friends..." the boy warned.
Arnav removed his phone and called someone.
"Come inside..." he disconnected the call.
The boy was horrified to see a few neatly dressed men come and surround them. Khushi looked at them, widening her eyes. How did she miss the point that his guards would never let him go anywhere alone? After all, he was Arnav Singh Raizada.
"Take him and hand him to the police..." Arnav ordered.
Two guards held his hands on either side and walked.
"Sir, sir, please leave me, sir. I will not do it again. Please let me go." The boy said, looking at Arnav, turning behind.
The other guards followed them.
"I didn't expect this twist..." Khushi chuckled.
"After all..."
Cutting him off,
"You are Arnav Singh Raizada..." She said.
"Sounds good..."
"What?"
"My name... from your mouth..." he smiled, and Khushi blushed.
"Shall we go?" he asked.
Khushi nodded.
"I should have thought... your guards didn't even let you go to the temple alone, then how did they let you come to the Taj Mahal..."
Arnav smiled.
"I think you will get your guard's permission to talk to your wife..."
"I didn't get their permission to talk to you..." came from him like an arrow.
Khushi was struck.
"I mean, I don't need to get their permission to talk to my wife..." he said, smiling.
Khushi smiled at him, embarrassed.
"Let's go..." Arnav walked, and Khushi followed him.
They got into the car.
"You didn't eat anything..." he said.
"It seems you ate your stomach full...." She teased.
"Ok... I'm hungry..."
Khushi grabbed a box from the back seat and opened it. It was homemade brownies. Khushi ate it, and it melted in her mouth.
"Wow... it tastes so good..." she said, mouth full.
"Yeah, I like it very much..."
Khushi extended the box towards him. Keeping his eyes on the road, he took one from the box and popped it in his mouth.
Khushi again ate one and forwarded another one to his mouth. Arnav looked at her, surprised.
"Eat relaxing, while driving..." she said.
"Thanks..." Arnav took it with a smile.
......
Exactly at the same time, when Arnav slapped the guy, Amrita Malik stepped inside the Gupta House. Shashi Gupta saw her and frowned. Neither did he welcome her nor smile at her. Garima looked at her and then at Shashi, as she didn't know who the woman was.
"If anyone comes to your house, you should welcome them, Mr Gupta..." she said.
"We would welcome the one whose relationship we need..." Shashi didn't hesitate to tell that.
"Oh... so, you don't want my relationship..." she sat in front of him.
"I'm glad you understood what I want... So, there is nothing we could talk further..."
"Relax, Mr Gupta... being a leading businessman, without knowing why I'm here, you should not talk..."
"Ok, what are you here?"
"I'm here to talk about my son..."
"Excuse me... this is why I don't want to give you a chance, because I know you will talk about your useless son..."
"Useless? Mind your tongue, Mr Gupta..."
"Excuse me, madam... I have no time to listen to your son's story. Because I don't think he has something in him that others could listen..."
"How could you conclude?"
"Madam, I told you. I don't care who your son is... I don't want to give a damn to him... understand? As a businesswoman, I respect you a lot. But if you talk about your son, I don't think I can give you the same respect. He behaved like a rogue to my daughter... and then he came to me and asked for my daughter's hand in marriage. What is he thinking of himself?"
"My son loves your daughter..."
"Love my foot... does he know what love is?"
"He learnt it after meeting your daughter..."
"I will kill my daughter instead of getting her married to him."
"Why are you so angry?"
"Because I know your son. No father will give his daughter to a womaniser..."
"He is not a womaniser. He changed after meeting your daughter. I can prove it."
"You don't need to prove it."
"You will feel bad if you miss my son..."
"Let it happen..."
"Mr Gupta... I'm Amrita Malik... I won't tolerate denial. Yet, I'm talking to you patiently because you are Khushi's father. If I want my son to marry Khushi, I can do it by hook or by crook. I need five minutes. Just listen to me. Then decide."
Shashi was supposed to say something, but Garima stopped him.
"Let her speak. She needs five minutes. We can spend it on our daughter."
Shashi folded his hands.
"What do you tell us about your son?" he said, looking at his watch.
Shashi gave her five minutes. At the end of the five minutes, Shashi was sitting silently.
Amrita stood up, smilingly.
"In the upcoming days, you will see my son's ability. He will bag a big deal this week. Then, you will understand who he is..."
Garima looked at Shashi restlessly.
"I heard your daughter's birthday is in ten days. I want her birthday party to be her wedding announcement party too... think about it..." She walked off the Gupta House.
Shashi stood thinking about something deep.
To be continued...
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