29 First day... First night
Part 29 First day...First night...
Khushi was sitting on the bed, waiting for Arnav. She saw Arnav entering the room, locking the door. She stood on the bed and got down. Rushing toward Arnav,
*Welcome to OUR room* she welcomed Arnav, bowing down.
Arnav raised his eyebrows as he didn't expect she will welcome him into HIS room.
*Yeah... this is our room. You have all the RIGHTS to do anything here.* he said calmly.
*Such a niggard you are... Amma is better than you.* she pouted.
Arnav was gazing at her without interrupting her to know WHY.
*Amma said the whole house is mine...you gave me the rights only in this room...* she made a face.
Arnav rolled his eyes. This MIL and DIL are so mean.
*Let me change the dress... this is very heavy* saying, she went to the washroom, taking her nightdress.
When she said THIS DRESS IS HEAVY, she tucked her hair and Arnav got a clear view of her Mehandi. He got stuck, seeing her palm-full of *A*s. was this the favor she told me about? Did she think he won't show interest to see HIS name on her palm? She was at the top of the list of people who amazes him...
Arnav also got changed. Khushi came from the washroom, changing. She sat on the bed, seeing him sitting on the recliner with a pillow.
*So, this bed is going to be mine from here on?* She asked teasingly.
*For a few days...* he said nodding yes.
*For a few days? Mind you tell me the reason?*
Arnav leaned on the recliner, folding his hands, and looked at her without answering.
*Do you think I will do something?* she asked, shrinking her eyes.
Arnav chuckled at her softly.
*Good night* he closed his eyes.
Khushi dropped her jaw.
*If you think so... don't forget that I can do anything even if you sleep on the recliner.*she warned.
Without opening his eyes, Arnav smiled.
*You are going to pay for this...*
Opening his eyes, Arnav looked at her.
*Don't blame me if you see me next to you on the recliner tomorrow morning...* she pouted, extending her index finger.
*Good night...* he again closed his eyes.
Khushi went to her bag and removed her diary. She again came to the bed and sat on it. Arnav heard the soft sound of her anklet. He turned around and found her sitting on the bed and writing something.
*What are you doing?* he asked couldn't hold himself.
*writing diary...*
Even though Arnav was curious he didn't ask her and closed his eyes. Khushi saw him trying to sleep. She wrote the diary while saying loudly.
*Today I got married to Arnav...*
Arnav smiled slightly without opening his eyes.
*My husband had slept before I sleep...*
Arnav looked at her with a shocked expression.
*He is sleeping on the recliner. He thinks I will do something... that's why he is sleeping on the recliner getting scared of me* she wrote making face.
Arnav sat straight.
*Are you writing all this...? Seriously?*
*Hann...* she showed the diary, turning it towards him.
*Stop writing...*
*Why...? Writing a diary is my habit...*
Arnav rolled his eyes. Khushi continued.
*My husband is forcing me not to write a diary...*
She looked at him from the corner of her eyes.
*I think he may snatch my diary anytime...*
*Diary is a personal note... it should not be written while saying openly but secretly...*
*If you know that, why are you listening to me...? Don't hear my secret...* she said controlling her laughter.
Arnav nodded NO and lay down again.
*My husband didn't even show interest to see my Mehandi...So, sad...* She said loudly, while writing it in the diary.
* I had seen it...* Arnav said, not turning towards her.
*Whaaaat! How? When?*
*When you entered in...*
*Don't lie Arnav*
*Your palm is full of *A* right?*
Khushi sighed.
*How romantic moment it is... how easily he had finished it...* Khushi murmured.
*You said something?* he asked turning towards her.
*Yes... I said you are so sweet...*
Arnav again turned opposite to Khushi smilingly.
She looked at her palm and smiled.
After a few minutes, Khushi lay down on the bed, covering herself with a quilt. Within a few minutes, she drifted into sleep. Arnav opened his eyes and looked at her from the corner of his eyes. He made sure that she slept. Turning towards her, he looked at her sleeping form, keeping his palm under his cheek.
He is married... and his wife is in his room... sleeping on his bed... in a hand distance... how cutely she is sleeping...! How beautiful she is...! Why she married to him when she knew this life won't be easier...? She could have led a simple life if she had married someone. Girls usually have expectations about their married life... but why she was different? How she had the guts to take a risk in her life? He didn't get anything no matter how hard he tried. At last, he slept at midnight.
The next morning
Arnav woke up from sleep. He stretched his body hissing as he felt pain in his back. He sat on the recliner and saw Khushi looking at him firmly, sitting on the bed. That's when he remembered that he got married to Khushi. He smiled at her.
*Is your back aching?*
He stood smilingly without answering her.
*Come fast, taking bath* she said.
He looked at her frowning. Then he remembered that today she has to go to her Mayka for Pagperah. He nodded yes and went to the washroom.
Khushi slid the curtain. She became excited, seeing a small garden and also the swimming pool. She rushed to the garden and looked for plants. A maximum of them are flower plants, especially roses. She liked a RED rose and hesitated to pluck it without getting Arnav's permission. She thought to water the plants until Arnav comes.
She saw Arnav coming out. She wondered as he came fully dressed up.
*Let's go...* he said.
*Where?* Khushi asked.
*You have to go to your mother's place. That's why you asked me to take bath, right?*
*Of course, I have to go to my mother's place but not now. I have to complete a ritual in RM before going there*
*Then why did you ask me to take bath?*
Without answering him, she went to the dressing table and brought the vermillion box. Opening its lid, she extended it towards him. Arnav looked at the vermillion box and then at Khushi.
*Fill my partition...*
*Why me?*
*To remind you that you are my husband...*
Arnav gulped down.
*OK...I will tell you the reason one day...*
*What reason?*
*I said I will tell you...*
*Will you ask me to do it daily?*
*Won't you do it daily?* she back questioned.
*Is it necessary?*
*Is it necessary to argue for everything? Can't you do a simple thing too?*
Arnav nodded no. Taking a pinch of vermillion, he filled her partition.
*Look at yourself...*
*What...?* Arnav looked at himself.
*You look as same as before. Neither your height decreased nor did your weight just because you filled my partition...* she said seriously.
Arnav rolled his eyes and smiled.
*God... stop smiling... or else I may get a heart attack...*
Khushi left their room giggling. Arnav turned towards the mirror and smiled looking at his image.
Khushi came downstairs. At the same time, Ratna also came downstairs.
*Good morning Amma...*
*Good morning Beta...*
*Why are you calling her Amma?*
Khushi looked at Raveena who asked the question. Before Khushi answered, Ratna wanted to answer but before Ratna answered, Arvind, answered.
*Why? Why shouldn't she call us Amma, Babuji? She is also our daughter... more than daughter-in-law*
*And... Amma sounds so pleasant than MOM...* Ratna said.
Raveena rolled her eyes because she and Arnav call her MOM.
*Come on Khushi beta...*
Ratna took her to the kitchen.
*This is just a formality... you don't have to cook anything. Just make a simple sweet. That's enough.* Ratna said.
Khushi felt like she was a guest and sensed Ratna doesn't want to make her work.
*Am I a guest here?*
Ratna looked at her shockingly.
*Why are you hesitating to tell me what I have to do?*
*You married Chotte... that's more than enough for us...*
*Oh... that means, am I not permitted to cook for my husband?* She asked sadly.
*No... not like that... you can do anything you want...*
*Amma... you are making me embarrassed you know...*
*I'm sorry... you can do anything... ok? Don't be embarrassed...*
*Let me prepare breakfast...*
*Shall I help you?*
*No... just be like a mother-in-law...* Khushi chuckled and Ratna smiled awkwardly.
*But, you don't know where the required things are* Ratna said.
Khushi looked here and there.
*Hariprakashji...* she called.
*Jee, Khushi bhabi...*
*Bring a chair...*
*Jee...* HP rushed out and came with a chair.
*Keep it here*
HP kept it.
*Sit here and tell me where the required things are...*
Ratna sat on the chair smilingly, nodding NO.
Khushi started preparing breakfast. Ratna adored her Bahu, sitting on the chair.
To be continued...
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