67 Demanding Aashi
Part 67 Demanding Aashi
Arnav followed Khushi to their room. When she sat in the bed, the lay on her lap smiled, perplexing her.
"I was so stressed until I implemented my plan. Now, I feel relaxed," he said.
"Who asked you to take the stress? You could have been relaxed from the beginning if you had not taken the stress, " she said, caressing his hair.
"How could I let them be peaceful? To make them restless, only I took the stress." He said casually.
"What can we gain by doing that at Arnav?" she asked, keeping her hand on her hip.
Taking her hand, he kept it on his hair again.
"We don't have to gain anything. I want them to experience the same you experienced in your life. Sheetal should lose her respect and life. I wanted to see her dream to be shattered. She should not be peaceful for the rest of her life..."
"Arnav, you are talking like a villain." She chuckled.
"Everyone is villain in someone's story. I don't care to be one of the characters in Sheetal's story because she is not a nice woman! More than that, my action didn't make me regretted but satisfied me." He said with no regret.
"But, Arnav..."
"Khushi, don't be so naive. I like the girl who threatened
Sheetal the other day. You were so impressive, you know. They don't deserve your concern."
Khushi smiled.
"Leave them... don't spill my mood by talking about them..." Talking about her palm, he kept it on his cheek.
"Khushi..."
"Mmm?"'
"I really want to..."
"Want to?" She raised her eyebrows.
"Make love to you"
"Oh..."
"You stopped punishing me... It's too bad" He kissed her knuckle.
"I don't want it to be punishment, but it should be enjoyable. That's why I stopped it."
"Even though it's a punishment, I will enjoy it to the fullest because I'm not the same Arnav now. Don't forget that," he winked.
"How could I forget it? Only I know how hard it was for me to bring you out of your guilt," she chuckled.
"After bringing me out of the guilt, after making me greedy about your punishment, you stopped punishing me... stopped your sweet torture... this is the real torture..."
"Don't play innocent, Arnav. I know it will backfire if I repeat it now."
"What are you talking about, Khushi? I didn't get you," he said, making a face.
"What an acting? You deserve an Oscar award," she laughed.
"I don't want an Oscar award but a reward from my wife."
"Oh..."
"Reward me with your punishment...Make me enjoy it..."
Khushi smiled, looking somewhere.
"Do it... Please"
"Are you seriously serious?"
"What do you think? Why won't I be serious if it takes me to heaven?"
"I have no doubt... you became crazy..."
"Crazy about you..."
He pushed her on the bed and rolled on her. He placed his head on her chest and hugged her tight, making her pant hard.
"Arnav..."
"Mmm?"
"What do you want?"
"You know"
Khushi pushed him onto the bed and came over to him. She held both his hands on either side and looked into his eyes, where there were piles of expectations. She leaned down and sucked his earlobe, giving him a torturous sensation. She inserted her hand inside his T-shirt and caressed his bare skin with her fingertip. It gave him Goosebumps. In no time, Arnav turned ON.
He pulled her for a hug and flipped her beneath him. Without wasting time, he started to change the punishment into a reward. Getting rid of his clothes, he threw them away. He pressed himself inside her to quench his longing. Within a few minutes, the Goosebumps in his body disappeared, and sweat beads were replaced.
Khushi noticed something and widened her eyes.
"Arnav, we forgot something."
"What?"
"We didn't even LOCK the door."
Arnav looked at the door and hurriedly dressed up. He sighed and again lay on Khushi's lap like a good boy.
"Thank God, no one came..." She sighed in relief.
"No once will enter our room without our permission except our daughter" Arnav chuckled.
Khushi was supposed to say something but stopped hearing Aashi's voice.
"Mom..."
They looked at each other and chuckled.
"Arnav, Aashi is coming. Get up..."
"Why?"
"She had not seen us close to each other..."
"Then, let her see it now."
"It's not good to be close before her, Arnav..."
"Nothing is wrong in it. We are her parents. Let her get used to it."
Arnav closed his eyes, folding his hands. Aashi, who entered the room, was stuck, seeing Arnav lying on Khushi's lap. She looked at him with a weird expression because, to date, no one had laid on Khushi's lap except for HER.
Before she said anything, Khushi kept her index finger on her lips and gestured to stop talking.
"Shhh... Dad is sleeping. Don't talk loud."
Aashi came close to her and asked, looking at Arnav.
"Why is he sleeping on your lap?"
"It's because I'm his wife, and he is my husband."
"Would husband sleep on his wife's lap?"
Khushi nodded.
"Didn't you see Nanne lying on Lavanya's lap?"
"No... Ask him to sleep in his mom's lap," she said.
Arnav controlled his smile and stayed still.
"Why?"
"I want to sleep on your lap."
"Ok... You can sleep, but why should he not sleep on my lap?"
"I sleep on your lap. Likewise, he should sleep in his mom's lap, not yours."
"He will get upset if he hears you because you want us to get married. Then why are you opposing him?"
"You didn't tell me what marriage is,"
"What would you have done if I had told you? Would not have you let us get married?"
Aashi nodded no.
"Okay, if that is the case, let's leave RM. We don't have to be here anymore."
"Why?"
"Then what? You got us married and are now trying to separate us. This is not done. Police will arrest you for separating a couple."
Aashi bit her nail.
"Let me wake up, Arnav. We will leave RM and go somewhere.".
"Where will we go?"
"We have to go somewhere..."
Aashi nodded no.
"Then, what will you want us to do? You will sleep with HIS mother but don't want him to sleep with YOUR mother... This is not fair."
"Will police arrest me?"
"Of course..."
Arnav, pretending to be sleeping, opened his eyes and looked at Aashi. He smiled at her, who was seriously grazing at him. He sat on the bed.
"What happened, baby? Why are you looking gloomy?"
"Will police arrest me?" She asked the same question.
"Police? But why? How could they arrest my princess when I'm here?" Arnav asked as if he didn't know anything.
"Mom said the police will arrest me if I separate you."
"Why do you separate us? Don't you want to be with us?"
"I want to... But I don't want you to sleep on Mom's lap."
Arnav sighed.
"Oh, okay... I won't sleep. Are you happy? " he asked, and Khushi dropped her jaw.
Here, she was trying hard to make sense of Aashi's behaviour, and he scored good marks early on by accepting her demand.
Arnav got off the bed.
"Ok, Khushi, take care of yourself and Aashi... Mom too... I'm leaving".
He went to the closet, removed a bag, and started packing his stuff. Aashi blankly stared at him, and Khushi smiled inwardly.
"Where are you going, Arnav?" Khushi asked.
"I will go somewhere else."
"What will Aunty say? What could we tell her? She will get upset with us, Arnav. She will think I and Aashi made you leave RM..."
"It's ok... I want Aashi to be happy. That's all. She will not be happy if I'm here."
"I will be happy," Aashi said, feeling sad.
"It's ok, beta... You can sleep alone on your mom's lap. I'm going."
"Don't go, Dad."
Aashi looked at Khushi and said,
"Mom, ask him not to go."
"He will be here only if you let him sleep on my lap. What say?"
Aashi stood still.
"She won't... let me go..." He walked with the bag.
"No, no, Dad... don't go...!" Aashi held his bag.
"Arnav, please don't go. She won't restrict you... please stay"
"Are you sure?" Arnav asked Aashi.
She nodded. Arnav kept the bag and again lay on Khushi's lap. Aashi lay on her other thighs and made them smile.
To be continued...
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