60 Desire
Part 60 Desire
Arnav and Khushi came out of the office. They looked at each other and laughed.
"Let's go..." Arnav said.
"Where?"
"Until she leaves the office, we should not be here"
"Why, Arnavji?"
"Come... will tell you"
Clutching her hand, he dragged her towards their car. They sat in the back seat.
"Tell me, Arnavji... what's happening here?"
Arnav nodded no.
"Why?"
"I don't like to be called Arnavji"
She raised her brows.
"Didn't you call me something a few minutes ago, Darling?" He smirked.
Khushi burst out laughing.
"Oh... tell me, Baby," she said laughing.
Arnav saw Natasha coming out of AR, talking on the phone all heated up. He gestured for Khushi to look at her. Khushi frowned seeing her shouting on the phone.
"What's wrong with her?" She asked frowning.
"We did hurt her ego" Arnav smiled.
"Yes, we did... we irritated her like hell but why did you behave like that?"
"She is here with a plan of putting me behind bars" he said smiling.
"Whaaaat? How dare she..."
"Yeah, she dared because she has someone's support now. That's why she thought to revenge me for refusing her"
"Did she come to AR to do that?" Khushi asked shockingly.
Arnav nodded yes.
"But, with what reason did she come here?"
"To get our dates for an Ad"
"What would she do through that? She could have done nothing if you had accepted her offer..."
"She planned to make me angry with her Ad's concept."
"Why would you get angry with her Ad concept?"
"The concept of the Ad was that kind..."
Khushi looked at him and raised her brows.
"Fertility centre Ad"
Khushi was shocked to the core.
"How dare she...!" she gritted her teeth.
Arnav nodded yes, looking at her sharply.
"You should not have left her just like that... If I had known this before, I would have made her more irritated"
"What do you want me to do? She had a powerful background now. She is even ready to spend her time to pull me down. That means she is well prepared to handle the problem. We should not face off with her. It would not be a wise decision. We should hit her indirectly"
"This is why you spoke to me like that on the phone?"
Arnav nodded yes.
"You know what, she would not have gotten more irritated even if I had slapped her. But now, seeing us close, she would have fumed like hell"
"Thank God, I caught your point. Or else, I might have messed it" Khushi said smiling.
"By the way, what did you think when I spoke to you cheesily?" Arnav asked teasingly.
Khushi chuckled.
"I could not understand anything... I was dumbfounded..."
"Didn't you think I was in a romantic mood?" He questioned her with a smirk.
Khushi bit her lip and nodded yes.
"It's not my fault. Just this morning, you said you might get the mood in the office too..."
Arnav laughed.
"Oh... that was why you came to my cabin all tensed?"
Khushi made an awkward face and nodded and Arnav again laughed.
They saw Natasha leaving AR in her car.
"Let's go..."
"How will you handle her Arnavji?"
"We will think"
They got out of the car and came to the office. Arnav stopped at the reception and called the receptionist.
"Yes, Sir..."
"Don't allow that woman to enter my cabin next time"
"She had your appointment, sir"
"From here on, don't give an appointment to anyone if they don't submit their identity card. Anyone can get my appointment only if they submit their identity card. I or Aman will finalize them"
"Yes, sir"
Arnav walked to his cabin. Khushi followed him. When they came to his cabin, Arnav turned towards her. As she didn't expect, he made her sit on his table by lifting her. Khushi widened her eyes shockingly. She tried to get down, but Arnav held her shoulders, not letting her get down.
"What are you doing?" She asked feeling uncomfortable.
"I'm in a mood now" he whispered.
"Whaaaat? This is office"
"Don't I know this is office?" he chuckled.
"This is not fair..."
"Who will stop me?"
Khushi looked at him perplexed. Could not she stop him?
"If you are really in a mood, we could have gone home... why did you bring me back?" She asked.
"If we started going home whenever I get the mood, we would have to shut down AR soon" he chuckled.
Khushi dropped her jaw.
"So, I will use my cabin to change my mood what say?"
Before she said anything,
"You kick my sense in this saree..." he added.
"I think I should stop wearing saree..."
"You may stop wearing saree... but, do you think you can stop my senses from getting aroused? I will get mood no matter what your outfit is... because it's not about the outfit but about the girl..." he drew a line on her cheek.
"Arnavji..."
He nodded his head from left to right.
"Don't call me Arnavji" he demanded.
Khushi closed her eyes smilingly.
"Call me something else..."
Khushi nodded her head like, come close to me. Arnav leaned towards her. She whispered in his ears,
"Baby..."
Arnav looked at her smilingly. He saw her facial expression changing.
"Hey, what happened?"
She nodded no.
"Khushi... won't you tell me?" he lifted her chin.
Khushi hugged him tight, resting her cheek on his shoulder.
"What happened, Khushi?"
"I'm sorry..." She chocked.
"Why?" he caressed her back.
"I had made a blunder"
Pulling her from the hug, he panicked to see her eyes teary.
"What did you do?" he read her eyes.
"I removed my uterus..."
Arnav was silent.
"Will you do what I say?" She requested.
"What do you want me to do?"
"Will you announce we will not have our own child?"
"Relax... why are you thinking unwantedly?"
"Didn't you see, how Natasha tried to insult you? People like Natasha will not be quiet if they get to know I can't have a child. They will use my condition in their favour"
"This is why we should not decide in haste" Arnav filled the gap he got.
"No... I didn't decide in haste. According to me, my decision is right. We should not think about others when it comes to our family. Our priority will be our family, Arnavji. I did the same"
"What kind of problem do you think will occur, Khushi?"
"The kids may feel insecure..."
"Khushi, they are kids... just like a CLAY. Can't we MOULD them beautifully?"
"What if we can't? What if our plan flopped?"
"Don't you trust me?"
"You were the one who didn't want to get married, Arnavji"
"Khushi, everything has changed now. We are married. We started our married life too. What about that?"
"I want it to be good. It will be good. We will not face any problems because I will not have a kid. We will be like this..."
She got down from the table. Arnav clutched her hand and asked,
"Don't you want to carry my child? Do you know how great it is to be a mother? A mother creates a child in her womb with her flesh and blood. A father gives life to a child and a mother gives a shape to the baby. We don't have a chance to relish such a moment. You think it's a good decision. Khushi I already sacrificed many things for my sister's kids. This is too much for me..."
Khushi was gazing at him without blinking. She didn't know Arnav would have such desire in his heart. Her decision of removing her uterus was right? Did she decide to remove her uterus in haste? But, Arnav knew she removed her uterus. Yet, why did he feel bad about it? Instead of accepting the reality, why did he like to relish her pregnancy? She was confused and also distraught.
To be continued...
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