LOVE IS NOT BLIND (Completed) ✔️
7 Proposal
Part 7 Proposal
"I would like to marry Khushi", Arnav said, making all of them dumbfounded.
Garima looked at Akash, who was staring at Arnav unbelievably. He didn't know if it was true. He didn't know what to say. They were looking at Arnav as if he was not a human. Arnav's eyes were only on Khushi, who was suffocating. She could not understand what she was feeling. She could not conclude why Arnav wanted to marry her. They just met three or four times. Of course, he was indeed a gentleman. She did not doubt that but did not expect a marriage proposal from him. She jerked when Akash said,
"Arnav... I don't know what to say..." Akash said.
"What's there to say anything?" Garima asked.
Arnav saw Khushi's eyes wavering. He understood her inner turmoil.
"Are you sure, Arnav?"
"Yes... I'm damn sure about it."
"I don't know what made you decide it..."
Arnav was about to answer him but stopped hearing,
"No... I don't want to get married..." Khushi said with agitation.
"Khushi..." Akash was supposed to say something, but Arnav stopped him.
"Wait Akash..."
Khushi blinked her eyes slowly. Arnav walked towards her. She sensed it. He came and stood in front of her.
"I know you would have sensed my presence near you."
Khushi gulped down hard.
"You can tell me why because this is a matter of US..."
Khushi parted her lips. She didn't know how to deal with him.
"Tell me, Khushi. What stops you? What's your doubt?" He waited for her reply, but Khushi said nothing.
"If you think I'm sympathising with you, change your mind because there is nothing to sympathise in you."
Khushi raised her head and gulped.
"You are more and more better than people with vision because they have no confidence like you have. I like your confidence. You are not less than anyone with vision...! I admire your guts..."
"But..."
"Let me complete..."
Khushi became silent.
"I'm going abroad not to earn money to settle down. I'm going to earn for your operation."
Garima and Akash spared an unbelievable glance, whereas Khushi's condition was undefined with words.
"Don't think I'm hesitating to marry you without vision. I want you to SEE me before our marriage. Please accept me as your life partner with your full sense, not in any situation. You don't have to marry me just because I'm going to spend money on your operation. I'm not doing this for a wedding. Just think of it as my GIFT for your unbeatable, incomparable confidence. The satisfaction of making a nice girl confident is enough for me. I won't feel bad if you don't want to marry me, but I will feel blessed if you accept my proposal."
Arnav said all of them in a go, making the trio dumbfounded again. Khushi was the one affected more than the doe. What kind of man he was? He was ready to spend money on her operation, but he didn't want to compel her to marry him.
"You can marry me only if you like me. I want it to be MUTUAL," Arnav said.
Who won't like this man? Some people always try to influence others, but he...?
"It wiIt'll take me one month to go abroad. I will come back in three months. Before that, your operation will be done. After that, you can decide if you want to marry me."
"But what will you do after coming from abroad and resigning from your job here?" Akash inquired.
"I'm doing a project. It will be over before I go abroad. I will get a better job if I complete the project. That's why I asked my Jeejaji for a month to go abroad."
"Oh, will you go to your Jeejaji's company?" Akash asked.
"Mmm..."
"Your Jeejaji wanted you to go there for long, right?"
"Yes, he nagged me to come there for a long time, but I was not interested in going abroad. So, I refused his offer."
Arnav looked at Khushi and said,
"If you want to get your operation done as soon as possible, I can arrange it by getting advance from my Jeejaji... I mean before your exams."
Khushi didn't know what to say.
"No, Arnav. She has already applied for a Scribe," Akash said.
"May I think you are fine with my decision?" Arnav asked Akash.
"Why won't I be fine, Arnav? I know you will protect my sister like anything."
"I'm glad about it. It doesn't mean you can force Khushi to accept it. Let her decide what she wants."
Arnav looked at Khushi and said,
"You are free to decide anything, Khushi. Don't think about others opinion. This is your life. Only you have the right to decide it. You have full four months... until you SEE me."
The word SEE made her ecstatic. She was overwhelmed.
"Don't stress yourself. Just concentrate on your exams...! You can call me if you want to clear up any doubts you may have. 701096**** is my number. Bye..." Arnav walked.
Khushi stood gulping down. Of course, she memorised his number. Garima rushed to her and hugged her.
"Khushi, please agree to the operation...! He has his own house but his parents. He can earn money for your operation in just three months. You can be like a queen with no tension. I think he loves you so much. He will do anything for you. We can never have such a guy in our lives. Agree to the operation. You will like him because he looks handsome," Garima insisted.
It was not new to Khushi. She knew he was handsome. Akash already told her about Arnav. He was a heartthrob of their college girls. Then, he would be attractive, but it did not matter here. He was a man to be celebrated not for his looks but for his inner beauty. Khushi already liked his gentlemanly manner. Now, Arnav added an essence to it. Her respect for him was increasing day by day.
Akash came to her and clutched her hand. Khushi straightened herself.
"Khushi, I want you to accept Arnav's proposal, not just because he is nice. He will be a comrade in your life, saviour, and BETTER-HALF."
Khushi was silent. She was not an idiot not to understand that. Arnav was indeed a nice guy. She understood that by his gestures. The only doubt raised in her mind was whether he would accept her decision if she didn't want to marry him. Would not he feel dejected? Could he take it easy? If he could take it easy, what kind of love he had for her? Should not the true lover fight for his love lady?
Night
Khushi was tossing on the bed. She didn't get sleep. She exited her room and walked to the table where Garima's basic model mobile (button type) would be. Taking it, she came to her room. She remembered Arnav's number once.
On the other hand, Arnav also did not sleep. He was undoubtedly thinking about Khushi. He was not sure if she would agree to the operation. The more he knew Khushi, the more sure he was about one thing: If she had agreed to the operation, she would marry him. If she didn't want to marry him, she would not agree to the marriage.
His chain of thoughts was broken when he heard a phone ring. Taking the phone, he saw the number. It was an unknown number, yet he attended to it.
"Hello, who is this?"
"Khushi..."
Arnav sat on the bed.
"Khushiii... is everything all right?"
"You asked me to call you if I have any doubts."
"Yeah, I did... tell me."
"You said you love me and won't compel me to marry you if I don't want to."
"Mmm..."
"What kind of love is this? You love me, but won't you fight for me and let me go..."
Arnav smiled.
"I will definitely fight for you IF(stressing) you too love me."
"Why do you want to help me if you are unsure about me?"
"Who said I'm not sure about you? You may not love me, but you will marry me if you agree to the operation."
"How can you be confident about it?"
"It's because you TRUST me", Arnav said, making Khushi dumbfounded.
To be continued...
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