56 Unpredictable
Part 56 unpredictable
Khushi came to Arnav's room with juice. She forwarded the glass to him. Arnav stood not taking it from her.
"Khushi, I want to get clear on one thing"
"Whaaaat?"
"Do you want us to get married again?"
She frowned and nodded NO.
"Thank God... so, you are sure that we are husband and wife?"
"Why should I be not sure?"
"Actually, I was not in my sense when we got married. I thought you may like to marry me again with my full sense"
"No, Arnavji... I don't want to get married again"
"Really? Why so?"
"I don't think it's needed"
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah... I'm sure... do you want it to happen again?"
"No way... actually, I don't like ritual dramas... thank God, my marriage took place without my consent" he chuckled.
"But, you don't know how our wedding happened..."
"Who said? I was in half white sherwani with well-combed hair... and was in semi-conscious state... right?"
Khushi was amazed to hear that.
"But, how do you know that? Did my brother tell you that?"
"No... I saw our wedding pic"
"Wedding Pic? But none captured photos in our wedding"
Removing his mobile, Arnav showed the photo that Sara sent him. Khushi dropped her jaw in amazement. She took his mobile from his hand and admired it with a smile.
"How did you get this photo?"
"Suspense..." taking the mobile, from her hand, he kept the phone in his pocket again.
Only a very few people attended their wedding. Raizadas would not have captured the photo as Anjali, Lavanya and Shyam were with Arnav on the stage. Nani also was in front of them only. So, she would not have captured it. Shyam wanted the marriage to be secret. So, her mother and brother also didn't try to take pics. Was that Sara who took the pic? Khushi shrank her eyes thoughtfully. Did Sara meet Arnav? But Sara didn't tell her anything when she called her that day morning...
Arnav saw her thinking deep. He understood, seeing her facial expression that she guessed the person who captured the photo. He was amazed by her sharp mind. No wonder, she had an amazing level of timing sense. He diverted the topic.
"Ok, let me come to the point, as you said you don't want our wedding to happen again, can we take our relationship to the next level...?" he asked seriously.
"Next level?"
"Yeah... I'm talking about indeed our first night" There was a smirk crawled on his lips.
Keeping the glass on the table, she rushed to the exit.
"Khushiiiiii" he called her in a faint tone that made Khushi stop at the spot.
She looked at him turning her head slowly. Arnav spread his hands and Khushi stood hesitatingly.
"Is Arnav Singh Raizada worse than a mental?" he smiled, pressing his lips.
"Controlling a mentally ill patient is easier than controlling Arnav Singh Raizada. You don't know that HE was under my control completely" she said, making him smile.
"Do you want me to be under your control?" he asked teasingly.
Khushi nodded no hurriedly.
"You can keep me under your control you know?" He said in double meaning.
Khushi swallowed the gland that blocked her throat. Arnav moved towards her. Khushi looked at him jerking. He came close to her and stood folding his hands.
"I wonder... how the girl handled a mental bravely who is hesitating for everything?"
Of course, she could even stand a mentally ill patient but Arnav with full sense. The mental patient didn't embarrass her with his romantic ideas like, Arnav did, right?
Arnav pulled her on his chest and brushed her cheek with his fingers. Khushi closed her eyes gulping. He cupped her cheek and kissed her forehead making her gasp. Arnav admired her for a while and caressed her cheek with his making her forget her own existence. In no time, he got her lips under his control and could not hold himself. In no time, Khushi's eyes tear up in overwhelming sensation. Arnav panicked when he felt wetness on her cheek. Breaking the kiss, he looked at her.
"Khushi... why are you crying? Don't you like..." before he completed the sentence, Khushi circled his neck tightly?
Arnav stood, could not understand her state of mind. He touched her back gently.
"What happened, Khushi?"
"I never thought I will ever meet this moment in my life, Arnavji," she said emotionally, spilling tears.
Arnav wrapped her up passionately and stayed keeping her in his arms. After a while, Arnav pulled her back from the hug and wiped her tears.
"I was stunned hearing your bravery. I know how hard it would have been for you to handle a mental patient. You are a warrior, Khushi. Be brave. Arnav is with you"
Khushi wiped her cheek.
"Let's take a selfie" he smiled.
Khushi looked at him bewildered. Selfie?
"As same as you captured with me before when I was mental..."
Khushi's stomach churned. In that selfie, she sat on Arnav's lap and posed like she was kissing him.
She nodded no, embarrassingly, and turned to go, Arnav circled her waist and pulled her towards him. She banged on his chest with her back. He sat on the recliner taking her on his lap. Tightening his grip around her waist, he removed his mobile from his pocket and forwarded it to Khushi.
"Come on, do it..." it was indeed an order.
Khushi looked at him pouting. Arnav gestured to her again. Taking it from his hand, Khushi captured their selfies. Arnav smiled for the first two pics. Khushi's facial expression changed when Arnav looked at Khushi instead of the camera. She gulped down, seeing his strong gaze on her.
"Pose like kissing me as you did with the mental," he said huskily.
Khushi looked at him turning her face slowly.
"Don't say the word again" Khushi said. Arnav could not conclude whether it was an order or a plea.
"Which word?" he smirked.
"You know that"
"I was indeed a mental..."
Khushi closed his mouth. Arnav kissed her palm and removed it from his mouth slowly.
"I want the same pic on my mobile in which you kiss me"
Making herself up, Khushi leaned towards his cheek and captured the pic. Suddenly, Arnav turned his face towards her and Khushi kissed his lips. Khushi looked at him panting hard. He leaned to her and sucked her neck. Khushi clutched his shoulder tight to get herself balanced. He sucked her before too. How different his sucks were...! Arnav's hands crept all over her passionately. Picking her up, he walked to the bed. Khushi somewhat understood where this passion of him will lead them. But it seemed he could not be stopped.
Putting her on the bed, he came over to her. Khushi parted her lips, getting bewildered. He laid on her chest, making her gasp.
"Stop gasping, Khushi. It tickles my sense..."
She caught her breath. Arnav raised his head smilingly.
"Even though you caught hold of your breath it won't make difference in me. However, I'm going to consume you today" he kissed her cheek fondly.
"I know I have already given you the experience in this matter. But I want to experience it right now"
"Arnavji... what if..."
Cutting her,
"So what if anyone comes? We are husband and wife after all" he said firmly.
"But no one knows that..."
"Let them know"
"Are you sure?" she asked unbelievably.
"Yeah..."
"But you don't want anyone to know..."
"I said that when I don't know about Shyam... but, now, I don't think we should hide it anymore"
"What's there in your mind Arnavji?"
"As of now, I have a lot of romantic ideas and want to implement them"
Khushi was about to say something, he kept his finger on her lips.
"And... I want to be with my wife rightfully"
"You can... but this is not the right time, Arnavji... Shyamji is performing a drama. They will be here anytime"
Arnav sighed.
"Ok... let me..." he laid on her chest and closed his eyes.
Khushi circled his neck and made him smile.
As they expected, they heard a calling bell sound. Arnav looked at Khushi sighing. He sat on the bed, letting her go. Khushi rushed out and saw HP waiting for her, looking at the stairs. He gestured for her to go to Lavanya's room. She nodded ok and ran to Lavanya's room. HP opened the door. Anjali, Shyam and Nani got in.
"How is Lavanya?" Nani asked.
"She is fine and Khushi Bhabi is with her" HP said.
"What Chotte is doing?" Anjali asked.
"He is in his room"
"Did he have anything?"
"He asked me for juice and I gave it"
They saw Arnav coming.
"What happened Nani?" he avoided questioning Anjali.
But before Nani answered, Anjali did.
"He is not even taking care of him, Chotte... without eating anything, he went to meet his client and fainted due to weakness"
Shyam was looking at Arnav hard. Arnav's question made him dumbfounded.
"What are YOU (stressing) doing, Di?"
"Me? What I could do, Chotte? Is he a kid or what?"
"He might not be a kid but he is your husband. You are responsible for his health... if you don't take care of him, who will do that? You should check whether he eats anything or not. If he didn't eat anything, you should make him eat something... at least forcefully..."
Anjali was shocked as Arnav blamed her for Shyam's illness which he never did before. But, Arnav's next stance shocked Shyam too.
"Be careful, Di... Concentrate on your own life first... you could have avoided many problems if you had done that before itself" Arnav said with a piercing gaze on Shyam.
Shyam didn't know in which sense Arnav said so. Did he get to know something about the madness medicine? He saw Arnav's sharp gaze on him. That made him gulp down. A sudden nervousness occupied his mind.
Anjali was stunned because that was the same *warning* that she got from the Pandit.
More than Anjali and Shyam, Khushi was shaken by the core. What Arnav was trying to do? What did he want? Didn't he say he would forgive Shyam? Then why did he PINCH him now? she could not understand.
"This man is really unpredictable" she murmured.
To be continued...
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