8 Jealousy Dhruv
Part 8: Jealousy Dhruv
Dhruv discovered that Khushi was the daughter of his father's friend.
"How do you know she is our dad's partner's daughter?" he asked NK.
"She visited our house yesterday with her father for dinner, it seems."
"Means, were you not at home when she visited?"
"No, I went to the movie with my friends."
"Then how did you know she is our Dad's partner's daughter?"
"Nananv told me. He was at home when she came."
"Oh... introduce me to her."
"Why?"
"What do you mean, why? I'm your brother and her father's partner's son..."
"So what? Get introduced when she comes, RM, next time." NK took a step, but Dhruv stopped him by clutching his hand.
NK looked at his hand and then at his face.
"What?"
"Won't you introduce her to me?"
"Will think about it."
He shrugged his hands and headed to his class. Dhruv thought something and followed him.
Short Break
Khushi came to the canteen searching for Arnav. She didn't see him there.
She waited there after ordering two glasses of lassi for herself and Arnav and a sweet lime juice for Aman. She saw him coming. After seeing her, Arnav pretended like he didn't. Khushi flicked her finger before his face and made him flinch. She laughed louder, and he rolled his eyes.
"Hi, Ammu, go and bring the juice I ordered for us..." she said.
Aman nodded like a robot and went to bring the juices, as he liked her calling him Ammu.
"Very good acting..." She said to Arnav.
"Whaaat?"
"You pretended well like, you didn't see me..."
Arnav looked at her plainly.
"Why are you with so much attitude?"
"This is my nature..."
"interesting..."
"Interesting?"
"Yeah... I'm weary of flatterers and flirts..." She said.
"So?"
"Nothing..."
Arnav smirked, understanding the hidden meaning.
Aman came with the juices. Khushi took a lassi glass from him and handed it over to Arnav.
"Thanks..." Arnav said.
"Welcome..." She took another glass from Aman.
"Thank you, Ammu..."
"It's my pleasure..." Aman grinned.
"What happened to you? You look so submissive suddenly?" Khushi asked.
"I like you calling me Ammu."
"Is it?"
"Yeah...it feels special"
"Sounds nice..."
"What will you call Arnav?"
Arnav stopped sipping the lassi and looked at her.
She shrugged her shoulders.
"Won't you call him by any nickname?"
"I don't think he will like it if I call him with a nickname because of his attitude..."
Arnav smirked, narrowing his eyes. As he knew, it was the same ball he had hit on the wall that returned to him.
That was when NK came there, and Dhruv followed them. Arnav and Aman spared a glance. Khushi smiled at NK.
"Hi,"
"Hi... he is my brother, Dhruv"
"Hi", Khushi smiled.
"Hi, I'm your father's partner's son..." Dhruv said.
"Of course, if you are NK's brother, you should be her father's partner's son..." Aman countered.
Dhruv glared at him.
"I was not at home when you visited RM. I went on a trip with my friends to Manali. I like exploring places. It refreshes us, you know. He makes me think differently..."
"I don't like exploring, but I like to spend my time with my close ones," Khushi said, sipping the lassi.
"Oh... I also enjoy spending time with my close ones. As we are friends, you can ask me anything..."
"Sure..."
"In fact, I have more right on you than anyone..."
Cutting him off,
"What do you mean right?"
"After all, our fathers are partners..."
"So what if they are partners? They were business partners. What does it do with you two?" Aman asked.
"Shut up... don't poke your nose in our matter. Stay away..."
"It's you who poke your nose in our matter. You are the one who interfered with us when we were talking."
"It's because..."
Cutting him off,
"Your fathers are partners..." Aman said and laughed.
Dhruv glared at him,
"Don't you feel it sounds so silly and childish?"
"Why? When she is silent, why are you overreacting?"
Aman looked at Khushi.
"Ok, Dhruv, we will meet later. I would like to discuss an important matter with Arnav. Please..." She said.
"Khushi, I'm Arnav's cousin only..."
"Of course, I know. He was there when I came to RM and got to know how talented he is. My father liked him so much, and I'm so impressed by his confidence. It's not easy to be a breadwinner of his own..."
Dhruv tightened his jaws. He didn't like whoever praised Arnav, especially about his working talent. And Arnav felt blissful being praised by Khushi. He sat his head up.
"He is an orphan. That's why he is working..." Dhruv emitted fire in the form of words.
Arnav gripped the lassi glass in his hand. Khushi didn't like him addressing Arnav orphan.
"I have a father to spend money for me. Then why should I work while studying?"
Aman was supposed to say something, but stopped hearing.
"He is not an orphan. In fact, no one in the world is truly an orphan because there is always someone with a similar wavelength and understanding. Even though he has no one, he doesn't have to mind about it because he earns his own bread. People who are dependent on others should be concerned about it..."
"I didn't mean it..."
"Whatever you meant, I don't like it..." Khushi said straight on his face and looked at Arnav.
"Arnav, we will talk later... pick me up in the evening..."
She stood up, not waiting for his reply, and walked. Dhruv glared at Arnav and followed Khushi.
"Khushi, one minute..."
"What are you doing? Why are you following me? I don't like such things... leave..."
"I just want to tell you that I will pick you up in the evening and drop you home."
"I said leave..." She said heatedly and left.
Dhruv saw a few students looking at him, including Arnav, Aman and NK. He came to Arnav and stood in front of him, gritting his teeth.
"Why are you doing this?"
"What did I do?" Arnav leaned on the chair casually.
"Who are you to be friendly with her? She is my father's partner's daughter. You don't have the right to her. She ought to be my friend."
"Who stops you from being her friend? Did I say anything? Go and befriend her... if she is ready..."
"She will be ready if you stay away from her."
"Why should I? Who are you to control me? Who are you to me?"
"I'm your cousin..."
"Really? How could an ORPHAN have a cousin?"
"Don't act smart, Arnav. You know me."
"Yes, I know you, but you don't know me. I never mind about you because you never crossed my path. I will remain the same until you mind your business. If you interfere in my issues, I will not be the same... and for your kind information, we became friends even before she visited RM," he said and walked with Aman.
Dhruv looked at NK and said,
"Who is your brother, me or him?"
He showed his finger towards Arnav.
"Don't you have a shame to address him as your brother?"
"Why should I feel shame? In fact, I feel proud to have such a talented brother."
"One day, you will regret calling him brother..."
"I will take care of it. you don't have to worry about it." He went to his class, leaving fuming Dhruv.
Lunch Break
Khushi didn't come out of the class but ate in the class because it was Lavanya's birthday. She brought lunch for her friends. So, she didn't let Khushi step out of the class.
Arnav thought she didn't come to the canteen because of Dhruv. Even Aman thought the same.
Dhruv came to the canteen searching for her, but he didn't find her there. He thought he was the reason. He was furious when she refused to talk to him. And now, he could stop her from talking to Arnav at least. That satisfied his dirty ego.
But... he didn't know Khushi would do something that would blow him.
To be continued...
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