16 Waring
Part 16 Waring
Arnav was frustrated by Seema's cheap act, as he didn't expect her to stoop so low. Being a professor, how could she do dirty things? It was the professor's responsibility to teach valuable lessons to the students, but here, it seemed the professor herself needed to learn valuable lessons. How dare she fill his father's ear? What would have happened if it had been Khushi's father? He might have forced her to drop out? Would not Khushi's future have been spoiled?
Arnav went to the staff room to have lunch.
"It seems your father likes Khushi very much..." Akash said with a smile.
" Yeah, she didn't even intend to disturb him, as he was Khushi's class." Another one said.
Arnav understood what they tried to know from his father and how his father would have handled the situation. He continued eating without answering.
In the meantime,
When Khushi entered her class, her classmates looked at her with respect. She went to her place and sat beside Jane.
"Was he Arnav Sir's father?"
Khushi nodded.
"Everyone is talking about you. You are the HOT topic of our college"
Khushi smiled. Didn't she know that?
"Even I didn't trust you when you said his father and your father are friends."
Khushi looked at her, widening her eyes as if she didn't know that.
"I'm sorry, Khushi. What to do? Arnav, sir, it's like that. We can't believe his wedding is fixed with a naughty girl like you"
"Am I naughty?"
"For me, no... But Varmav sir didn't give any privilege to you..."
"He is like that. Don't you know him? When he was in college, he was a professor. No other thoughts would be in his mind."
"That's why we could not believe"
"Now?"
"How could we not believe after seeing his father talking to you?"
Khushi thanked Arvind inwardly. From here on, no one would doubt them. It didn't mean she could be close to Arnav. It was not up to Arvind, but Arnav. She could not take Arvind's arrival in her favour. It might backfire on her. She should be careful. She thought in the right direction.
Evening
Khushi came out of the class and headed to the exit. She backed off, seeing Arnav waiting outside the staff room, even though she was not sure for whom he was waiting. Making herself up, she walked casually, crossing him.
"Wait..." he said.
Khushi looked at him innocently as if she didn't understand.
"Come with me", he said, walking, not looking at her.
Khushi followed him, not showing her turmoil on her face. However, Arnav was going to shout at her like the other day, for creating a scene in the college. She didn't know what he would say. But what did she do? It was his father who visited their college and talked to her. What was her mistake in that? She saw a few of her classmates watching her as she followed Arnav. She smiled at them and continued walking. But neither Arnav nor Khushi noticed Seema, who was seething, seeing them together. She gritted her teeth. She wanted to bang her head on the wall for talking rubbish about Arnav to his father. What a dumb she had been! She could not tolerate seeing someone with Arnav. It was her place after all... she thought so.
Arnav came to the parking lot and opened the car door. Then he plainly looked at Khushi. The look meant, SIT IN THE CAR. She sat inside, making a face. She waited until Arnav took a seat.
"See, Arnie, I didn't do anything. I didn't even know your father would come to our college. He was the one who wanted to talk to me. He sent an attendant to my class and brought me out. Trust me. He was the one who kept vermilion on my face. I'm not responsible for any of his actions..." She stopped panting hard.
"Have you finished?"
She gulped.
"Learn to listen first. Let the opposite person talk and get to know what he really wants to tell you."
She kept her index finger on her lips and said,
"Ok, tell me..." without taking the finger.
Arnav rolled his eyes.
"Be careful with Seema, " he said, starting the car.
Khushi was stuck. She slowly lowered her finger from her mouth.
"What happened?"
"Be careful. She has been behaving erratically lately. Don't gel with her."
She nodded, understanding that something would have happened, or he would have heard something about Seema.
"Ok..." She said like a good girl.
"By the way, what did my father-in-law tell you about me?" She smiled cheesily.
He glared at her.
"Ok, leave it... You won't tell. By the way, what will you do the day after tomorrow?"
"Nothing..."
"Day-after-tomorrow is a government holiday. You would be at home. Won't you do anything?"
"It's a usual day... what's there to think about it? I just sleep"
"Sleep? Same pinch," She pinched his bicep.
"Ssss..." He pulled his hand, looking at her frowning.
"I, too, sleep well on holidays"
"For that, would you pinch me?"
"Haan, while saying the 'same pinch', we should pinch the person. It's the rule"
"Rule? Really?"
"Haannn..."
"Such a little coblin you are!" he said rigidly.
Khushi was stuck for a while and managed to control her laughter.
"I like the name"
"What name?"
"Coblin"
"Do you know the meaning?"
"It's a mischievous mythical creature"
"Yet, you liked it?"
"Mmm..."
She saw him driving on the path that reached her house. She looked at him, perplexed.
"Where are you taking me?"
"Have you forgotten the regular way to your house?"
"Are you coming to my house?"
He looked at her and drove.
"But why?"
"Simply..."
"Are you going to complain to my aunt?"
"Exactly... I'm going to ask her to bring your parents"
"My aunt is not my guardian."
"So?"
"I am just staying at her house. She won't take my responsibility."
"Let me see,"
"She won't even show interest..."
"I know how to talk to the elders and make them listen to me"
She sat straight, biting her nail. Arnav looked at her and concentrated on the road. After that, Khushi didn't say a word. Yet, she didn't seem tense.
"What happened? Why are you silent?" He asked.
"I don't like what you are doing"
"Oh, really? Are you doing everything that I like?"
She looked outside, pouting.
"What are you going to tell my aunt?"
"I will tell her what you are doing in college"
"Then?"
"What else do you want me to tell her?"
She nodded NO and looked outside. She thought something and looked at him, jerking.
"How do you know my house?"
He looked at her casually and smirked, his gaze fixed on the road.
"This is how you torture students?"
"Is it torture?"
"Then what?"
He exactly halted the car in front of the small villa. There were no houses nearby, but a little aloof.
Varanv got out of the car and pressed the calling bell, but there was no response. He looked at Khushi questioningly.
"I think she is sleeping," she said, removing a spare key and opening the door.
She stood giving him a space to enter. He got inside and ran his eyes around the house. Khushi saw a chit on the tea table. It was her aunt's note.
"I will come in ten minutes. –aunt"
Varnv rolled his eyes, and Khushi smirked.
To be continued...
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