27 Cuteness overloaded
Part 27 Cuteness Overloaded...
Khushi reached RM with Arnav and Lavanya. She felt an extreme level of difference in Arnav's behavior. He was asking questions repeatedly about what he saw in the Taj Mahal. Khushi brought him to their room as she didn't want him to throw any bombarded questions at her in front of Nani and Anjali just as he did in front of Aman and Lavanya. She removed the hairband from her hair and applied a little oil as her hair became dry due to long travel. She tried not to go out but she could not stay in the room at the time of dinner. Anjali called them downstairs for dinner. Khushi was nervous as Arnav was in some deep thoughts all the time. She didn't know what was running through his mind. He learned many new things that day. Don't know which one made him think a lot.
While having dinner, everyone noticed that Arnav was leaning toward Khushi again and again and inhaling deeply.
"Khushi bitiya, what Chotte is doing?" Nani asked smilingly.
"I think he inhales my hair oil smell" Khushi smiled.
"It seems Bhai also liked your homemade hair oil," Lavanya said.
"Really? Is that your own preparation, Khushiji?" Anjali asked.
"Yes, Di... Khushi prepares her hair oil at home with special ingredients. It gives a pleasant smell anyone would like. That oil is the secret to her hair growth. See, how silky her hair is..."
"When you prepare it next time, prepare it for me too..." Anjali said looking at Arnav who leaned towards Khushi and inhaled the smell again.
Hari Prakash who came to the dining with a water jug smiled seeing that.
"Khushi bitiya, give your pillow cover to Chotte. He will smell it sitting on the couch without disturbing you" Nani smiled.
"No way, Nani. He won't leave her side. No matter what" Lavanya said.
"Khushi..." Arnav was supposed to ask her something, she stuffed the roti in his mouth not letting him ask her anything.
"Arrey, Khushi, I think, Chotte wants to ask you something," Anjali said.
"He has been arrowing a lot of SHARP questions on her since morning, Di" Lavanya smiled teasingly.
"is it, Khushi?"
"Nothing is like that, Anjaliji" Khushi stuffed the next morsel in Arnav's mouth.
"Khushi bitiya, I want to ask you something," Nani said.
"Tell me, Naniji"
"Much more things happened between us. Some of them are bitter. I know that. I hope you are not angry with us now."
"I was never angry with you either" Khushi simply answered while feeding Arnav the next morsel.
"If it is so, then call Anjali as DI. Is not Chotte's sister your sister too?" Nani smiled.
"Haan, Khushiji, stop calling me Anjaliji and start calling me Di just like Lavanya does" Anjali also requested.
Khushi smiled.
"I will call you Di on one condition," Khushi said.
"What's your condition?"
"You too pull out JI from my name and call me Khushi"
Anjali nodded ok cheerfully.
That little gap was enough for Arnav to question Khushi.
"Khushi, you said my mother went to meet God. When will she come back?"
Nani and Anjali looked at him bewildered as they didn't know the morning happenstance between Arnav and Khushi.
"She won't come back, Arnavji," Khushi said in a feeble tone.
"Why won't she come back?"
"She was a good woman. That's why God liked her very much and kept her with her"
Khushi saw a horrified expression on Arnav's face.
"Will you also go to God?"
Khushi got stuck.
"You too are so good. Will God call you too?"
Khushi didn't know whether she should tell him the truth or not. But, she concluded quickly that Arnav was not in the state to understand the truth. So, she nodded no hurriedly.
"Don't go Khushi, just like how my mother went leaving me" He hugged her in front of everyone. This time, Khushi didn't feel to stop him from hugging her.
She caressed his hair with teary eyes. Before she answered Arnav, Nani did.
"God will not call your Khushi, Chot... (she stopped telling Chotte and said,) Arnavji because she is the one who sent Khushi to you"
For the first time, Arnav smiled at someone other than Khushi.
"Really?" he smiled at Nani.
"Haan, your mother should have requested God to send Khushi to fulfill all your needs on your behalf of her"
Khushi became emotional. So was Anjali and Lavanya.
"Is it Khushi? Did my mother send you for me?" He asked to get confirmed Nani's statement from Khushi as she was the only authorized person for him.
She nodded yes.
"I won't go leaving you," she said touching his cheek.
As no one expected, Arnav cupped her cheeks and pressed his lips on hers strongly, making Khushi shocked and others stunned.
"You are so good" Arnav smiled delightedly.
Khushi moved her pupil toward the people to see their expressions who were sitting with their mouths open. She bowed down closing her eyes.
"Khushi, feed me..." Arnav asked casually after embarrassing Khushi enough.
Finishing her dinner quickly, Khushi went to their room. Of course, taking Arnav with her.
"Arnavji, you should not kiss me in front of anyone. Didn't I tell you before?" she pouted.
"Ok, I will kiss you personally..."
He again cupped her cheek and pecked her lips.
Khushi sighed. What did she try to make him understand and what did he understand?
"Come, Khushi... I'm sleepy" he pulled her to the bed and laid down.
"Wait. I will come to change my dress" Khushi said.
Taking her dress, she walked to the washroom.
"Khushi, why are you going to the washroom?" Arnav asked.
Khushi looked at him jerking.
"I always change my dress in this room only. Then you can also do the same"
Khushi gulped down hard.
"No... actually..."
"Change here, Khushi"
"No... I don't change my dress. I will sleep with this dress itself" she laid next to him and closed her eyes.
In no time, Arnav hugged her. Khushi as usual waited for him to sleep to apply the oil after he slept.
Arnav raised his head and looked at her. Khushi smiled at him like what?
"How a woman becomes a mother?" he asked.
Khushi flinched hearing that.
"Mother?"
"Haan... didn't we see a mother feeding her child today?"
"So?"
"Who could become a mother?"
"Every woman could become a mother"
"Really?"
Khushi nodded yes.
"You too?"
She nodded yes smilingly.
"When?"
She smiled without answering him.
"Tell me Khushi"
"I will tell you tomorrow. Now sleep"
She pressed his head on the pillow.
The next morning
Khushi came out of the washroom, finishing her shower. She already made Arnav take bath. She saw Arnav thinking deeply. She nodded no smilingly. Sitting in front of the mirror, she combed her hair all the way looking at thinking Arnav. Don't know what was going to come to her.
She stood from the stool and walked to the table. Taking the water bottle from the table, she drank water. As she expected Arnav asked her a question and she spat the water, hearing the same question again.
"Khushi, when will you become a mother?"
Khushi looked at him with widened eyes. Had not he forgotten this yet?
"You will also become a mother right?"
"Haan... so?"
"When will you become a mother?"
"Arnavji, it's not in my hands"
"Then, in whose hands?"
"Only God knows about it"
"Who? The one with eight hands?" Arnav asked.
Khushi nodded yes.
"Then let me ask her"
Without waiting for her answer, he ran downstairs. Khushi became horrified.
"Hey, Devi Maiya... don't know what Hungama he is going to do now" she rushed out, following him all panicking.
Standing at the stairs, Arnav shouted,
"Devi Maiyaaaaa..."
That made everyone turn towards him. They were looking at him to know what made him call Devi Maiya so loudly... that too, early in the morning.
"When will Khushi become a mother?" he questioned DM intimidatingly as if DM was his student and he was her teacher.
Nani bit her lip lifting her brows whereas Anjali and Lavanya closed their mouth controlling their laughter. HP who was serving them coffee left the place smilingly.
"Bhai, you are asking the question to which only you can answer" Lavanya countered.
Anjali and Nani chuckled hearing that.
Arnav was about to say something again, but Khushi closed his mouth.
"Shhhh.... Arnavji, I told you, this is a couple's matter. It should be kept secretly"
"Then how could I ask Devi Maiya?"
"She can hear you even if you talk slowly. But our secret should be secret"
Arnav nodded his head, shrinking his eyes seriously. He rushed to Devi Maiya's idol and talked in her ear secretly, closing his mouth with his palm.
Anjali saw the cutest scene and captured it on her mobile.
To be continued...
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