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"Sir, do you want us to arrest Sheetal?" The inspector asked.
"Yes, she is more dangerous than anyone," Arvind said.
"Sir, before arresting a girl, we need valid proof. She is a college student, and the issue could turn against us."
Arvind became thoughtful; the inspector was right. Touching a student was a sensitive issue.
"Okay, then, keep an eye on her activities. If you find anything suspicious, arrest her."
"Understood, sir. We can do that."
"Thank you."
The police closely monitored Sheetal's activities. She was cautious, unaware that she was being watched. She attended college every day without fail.
Meanwhile, Arnav forcefully sent Khushi home because she was reluctant to leave him. He didn't want her to miss her practice. Aman and NK stepped in to help and managed to take Khushi away. However, she still visited the hospital after her daily practice. Arnav was discharged after two days.
The next day, Arnav came to pick up Khushi. She smiled brightly at seeing him back in good form. They went to the stadium together, and Arnav resumed his practice. During her own practice, Khushi kept a watchful eye on Arnav to see if he showed any signs of pain. Arnav noticed this but pretended not to.
Suddenly, he sat on the ground and hissed, clutching his leg. Khushi rushed over to him, panic in her eyes.
"Arnavji, what happened? Are you hurt?"
Arnav nodded in affirmation. Khushi rolled up his track pants and began to rub his calf. She looked at him anxiously while he struggled to suppress a smile. Khushi's mouth dropped open in disbelief.
"Are you pretending to be hurt?"
Arnav sprang up, laughing.
You're too much, Arnavji. I won't talk to you..."
"Khushi, I didn't expect this from you. Do you want me to be hurt?" he asked, playing the sad card.
Once again, Khushi's jaw dropped in surprise.
"Yes... I want you to be hurt..." She raised her hand, and Arnav began to run, laughing. As Khushi chased him, Arnav became serious. He started running at full speed, knowing that even though Khushi was a state champion, it wouldn't be easy to beat a male runner. Khushi didn't give up and continued to pursue him. Within a few minutes, she caught up with him, both of them surprised by the outcome. They smiled at each other, both panting heavily.
"Khushi, you caught me..." he said between breaths.
Khushi nodded enthusiastically, resting her hands on her knees.
"You will surely win at the national meet," Arnav said confidently.
Khushi smiled sarcastically.
"But what about me? I won't win because I lost to a female runner," Arnav replied, looking downcast.
"You are losing? Don't pretend like you really lost..."
"I really lost, Khushi. Don't you trust me?" he asked, shock evident on his face.
She nodded no.
"You will definitely win."
"I know..."
"I just wanted to give you hope..."
I can't feel hopeful if you're not in form. I want both of us to win. My victory alone won't make me happy."
Arnav smiled at her adoringly.
"We will win the national medal together, okay?"
Khushi nodded in agreement.
"We need to get ready tomorrow morning to go to Kolkata.
"Yeah, I have finished packing," Khushi said excitedly.
"Oh my god, this packing stuff always sucks..." Arnav said wearily.
Khushi smiled and rolled her eyes.
"Don't worry. I'll help you pack your things.
"Is it?" Arnav asked, intrigued.
Khushi nodded.
"Mmm... However, you should pack my things. After all, you are my wife," he murmured, his voice low.
"What did you say?" Khushi asked.
"Nothing..."
"Didn't you say something?"
"Khushi, I said something inwardly... that's why you heard it."
Arnavji, understand one thing: you don't keep secrets inwardly; you reveal them outwardly... I heard you."
"So what?" He folded his arms.
"Nothing..." she shrugged.
"Aren't you my wife?"
"What do you want me to say?"
"What would you say?"
"I would say, 'not yet...'"
"But I will say, 'you already are...'"
"Okay, let's go. I need to go to GH after I pack your things.
"Are you coming to RM now?"
"How could I pack your things without coming to RM?"
"Let's go..." He chuckled.
They drove to RM. After parking the car, Arnav rang the bell, and HP opened the door before heading to the kitchen.
Arnav brought Khushi to his room, but she stood outside, refusing to enter. He turned to her.
"What?"
"How did I forget?" she replied.
"What?"
I vowed to enter your room only with the recognition that I am your wife...
"According to me, you are already my wife..."
"But..."
Before she could finish, Arnav pulled her inside the room. Khushi widened her eyes, her jaw dropping in surprise.
"After your parents accepted my proposal, what's there to be hesitant about?"
"Just because my parents accepted your proposal doesn't mean we can cross any boundaries..."
Arnav raised his eyebrows, looking at her.
"Crossing boundaries? Who's going to cross any limits? Khushi, don't entertain such thoughts, okay?"
Khushi glared at him, hands on her hips.
"Stop talking and tell me what you want me to do."
"Will you do whatever I say?"
"Oh, double meaning? Do you want me to pack your things or not?"
Arnav smiled and folded his arms.
"I am going," Khushi said defiantly.
"Really?" He smiled back.
Khushi pouted and walked toward her cupboard but stopped midway as something caught her attention. She noticed a photo on the side table beside the bed. It was a picture Arnav had taken when they won the state medal, with Khushi wearing a coat he had given her. She moved to the bed and picked up the photo with a gentle smile. She looked at Arnav, who was smiling at something off in the distance.
"This is so nice," her smile brightened.
"It's beautiful because we are in the frame," he said, moving closer to her.
"Isn't our pair just perfect?" he asked.
Khushi nodded in agreement.
Arnav caressed Khushi in the photo, and she looked at him, perplexed.
"I like you so much. I want your face to be the last one I see before I sleep and the first one I see after waking up... He smiled.
Khushi placed the photo back down, feeling a heaviness in her heart.
"Shall we pack our things?" she choked out.
"Hey, what's there to get emotional about?"
"Isn't there anything?"
Arnav blinked in surprise.
"Besides giving me a life, you also gave me your heart... What will I give you in return?"
"I didn't give my heart expecting anything but your love in return. And I suppose I got that..."
She gulped hard.
"Do one thing... if you want to give me something special in return, why don't you consider giving me a kiss?"
Khushi looked at him in shock, and Arnav laughed loudly. She was supposed to say something but stopped when she heard Arnav's phone ring. He answered the call, realising it was from their PI.
"Hello, sir. Good morning!" He began removing the items that were to be packed.
"Good morning, Arnav... how are you feeling now?"
"Fit and fine, sir." He placed the items on the bed.
"Are you guys ready?"
"Yes, sir... we are ready." Arnav handed a trolley bag to Khushi.
She started packing the items into the bag.
"Arnav, our principal wants you and Khushi to come to the college before heading to Kolkata..."
"Sure, sir..."
"I'm also coming with you."
"That's great, sir..."
"But my ticket isn't confirmed yet."
"Cancel it, sir. I'll book your flight ticket."
"Are you sure?" He was excited.
"Yes, sir..."
Do you know why our principal asked you to come here?
"Why, sir?"
"To ask you to claim your expenses? The poor man will have a heart attack if you claim the flight charges." He chuckled.
Arnav laughed.
"Don't worry, sir, I won't give him a heart attack. By the way, Aman and NK will also be accompanying me.
"Thank God."
"Why, sir?"
"You and Khushi will be busy... I would be left alone. If Aman and NK come, they can keep me company."
"But I'm not sure they'll want your company," Arnav chuckled.
"I'll take care of them. Just come to the college with Khushi."
"Okay, sir." Arnav disconnected the call and looked at Khushi, smiling. She had finished packing.
"Are you done, baby?"
Khushi nodded.
"Oie... are you still feeling emotional?"
She looked at him blankly.
"Okay then, kiss me." He turned his cheek towards her.
Khushi pressed her lips against his cheek and walked out, leaving him stunned.
At the same time, Sheetal called a man, unaware that her phone was being tracked.
To be continued...
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