23 Love?
Part 23 Love...?
Aman felt bad for what happened with Khushi. Because of him, Khushi faced such a phrase in her life. He called the magazine section's head.
"Yes, Aman..."
"Stop printing the magazine" Aman ordered.
"We almost finished, Aman"
"yeah, I know... just stop it... it needs editing"
"Oh...ok..."
Aman disconnected the call. He dialed Khushi.
............
Arnav was fed up as Khushi didn't come out of the room. Her bag was laying on the floor. Her phone started ringing that was in her bag. She was laying down on the bed in her room crying. Arnav came out and removed her phone from her bag. He saw Aman's name flashing on her mobile. He was about to take it to Khushi, she herself came out of the room. Arnav saw traces of tears all over her face. He felt bad for shouting at her. She took the mobile from Arnav's hand. Composing herself, she attended the call.
"Haan, Aman..." Even though she composed herself she could not hide her broken voice.
"I'm sorry Khushi... because of me, you have faced the worst"
Khushi was silent. Arnav watched her, standing next to her.
"I should not have forced you to do the photo session" he regretted.
"Mmm..."
"I have stopped printing the magazine... don't worry your photos won't come out"
Khushi gulped down.
"Did Arnav drop you home?"
"Mmm" she said looking at Arnav.
"Did he scold you?"
Khushi was silent again.
"I don't know why he reacted that way. He never interferes with anyone's personal issues, you know? Don't know what made him furious that he hit Vikrant black and blue. You got even his respect Khushi. That's truly good... Vikrant also will think twice to reach you anymore. Don't worry."
Khushi smiled softly.
"Please, relax. If you don't have a mood to come to the office tomorrow, don't come"
"No... that's ok... I will come"
"Decide accordingly. Bye"
"Bye..."
Khushi was about to go to her room,
"I'm sorry... I should not have shouted at you" Arnav said.
Khushi looked at him plainly. Of course, he doesn't like to interfere in her personal matters. She thought.
"I didn't ask you to leave this house..." he said stumbling.
Khushi looked at him wondering.
"I just shouted in anger..."
She was looking at his stammering state.
"Vikrant is not a good guy. He does anything to get a girl on his bed"
Khushi was shocked to hear that.
"That's why he tried to take you in his car..."
Khushi was horrified.
"That's why I got angry..."
"Thank you for saving me from the rough (She paused for a while) even though you don't like me..." She left the place.
Arnav rolled his eyes.
............
Ratna called Khushi and she attended the call.
"Hello, aunty..."
"Are you alright, Khushi?"
"Mmm..."
"I'm sorry, beta..."
Khushi smiled softly. Is this a day of APOLOGY or what? Everyone is apologizing to her...!
"Why are you sorry, aunty?"
"I should not have asked you to do modeling... I should have considered your words... I should not have ignored Chotte's gesture"
"We can do nothing with it aunty... because it's over"
"Chotte felt bad..."
"Yes, he apologized..."
"For?"
"For shouting at me"
"I'm not talking about it... he is sorry for asking you to leave Mumbai... but he didn't ask you to leave his home..."
"He told me that too..."
"Really?"
"Mmm"
"Then what did he say?"
"He is sorry for shouting at me."
"Actually, what happened, Khushi?"
"Someone called Vikrant misbehaved with me, seeing my photoshoot pics. Arnavji hit him wrathfully"
"Chotte hit him?" Ratna asked surprisingly.
"Black and blue... he would have killed him if Akash and NK would not have stopped him"
Ratna smiled.
"What did you tell him?"
"I kept silent..."
"I think he is scared of losing you"
Khushi was silent.
"I think he realized what you meant for him... but he doesn't realize that's nothing but LOVE..."
Khushi didn't know how to take it... LOVE? Really?
"Chotte shouted at me. he doesn't want me to interfere in your PERSONAL matter nor does he want me to give you suggestions. I think this is high time I should get away from your personal matter..."
"Aunty, nothing is like that..."
"I mean I should not interfere into HUSBAND and WIFE's matter. So, I have been decided to stay away from your matter... I won't talk about it anymore... but, for one last time, I would like to take my son's side Khushi... he requested me to tell you what he meant...so, I would like to talk on the behalf of my son..."
Khushi gulped down.
"I can say Chotte started feeling for you. He was never like this. You know, I hardly get calls from Chotte but this week I got calls from him twice. According to me, it's a very big change in him because I know him thoroughly. Of course, he called me to fight with me but I don't care because the reason is good. He wants you to be with him, Khushi. He doesn't want you to leave his house or Mumbai. I can sense the tension in his tone when he said you cried because of him. He is really sorry for making you cry. You may expect him to open his heart to you but please don't expect that from him Khushi. We know him. He just started talking... he is not a man of words. He won't speak... he used to be like this... he used to be alone... he wanted to be alone... just take his gestures... you can see his eyes speaking volumes... Please don't think of leaving him Khushi. He will break down into pieces. I don't ask you to go to him right away... I know you too have self-respect but wipe the thought of leaving him completely. Please give him a chance Khushi"
"Aunty, I too don't want to leave him but..."
"He said that in anger... being your husband, how could he tolerate if someone tried to touch you? and should mention, he is possessive too. He never handled this kind of situation nor did handle a GIRL. He doesn't know how to behave with girls. That's his problem. You are the first girl he is handling. He may do something stupid. Please don't mistake him."
"I don't take him, wrongly aunty"
"Thanks... and, I'm taking my words back"
"What words?"
"Didn't I ask you to show progress in your relationship within three months..."
"Don't you want me to show progress?"
"No need... I have seen enough progress already... it's enough"
Khushi chuckled.
"May God bless you, beta. Take care of Chotte... he can't live without you... but he hasn't realized it yet. From here on, I'm completely out of it... You and your husband... do whatever... This is Ratna Raizada SIGNING OFF..."
Khushi chuckled.
"Bye..."
"Bye aunty..."
Khushi smiled biting her lips. This is the first time Ratna takes her son's side. She must be right. Who else other than she knows Arnav very much? She is right. How could the man who always stayed alone and kept his distance from people open his heart up easily? Is she miss noticing his gestures keenly? Khushi thought about recent happenstances. He is sorry for shouting at her but he was not sorry for FALLING on her when he struggled in low BP. He didn't deny her for doing things for him. He readily accepted everything she did for him. Does he really like her? Let's wait and watch... what he does...
It was already 8'o clock. She didn't notice the time as she was tense about something. Khushi came to the kitchen to prepare dinner... of course, her eyes searched for the interesting character, her husband. He was not in the leaving room. She went to the kitchen and got stuck as the REGULATOR of the stove is not there. Where is it? She searched for it here and there but she didn't find it in the kitchen. That's when Arnav came to the kitchen.
"You don't have to cook today... I have been ordered dinner for US"
"No thanks... I..."
Cutting her,
"Khushi, I know you are not in the mood to cook just like me..."
"Who said I have no mood? I can cook for myself..."
Arnav said nothing but was looking at her. Khushi rolled her eyes.
"This is why did you remove the regulator from the stove?"
He nodded yes. Khushi was about to say something, they heard a calling bell sound. Arnav opened the door and received the ordered food. To Khushi's surprise, he kept them on the dining, looking at Khushi.
"You had taken care of me when my BP lowered..."
"Are you compensating?" she asked.
Arnav said nothing. In fact, he was not compensating. Arnav was happy seeing Khushi advancing the dining table. He was ready to pull a chair for her but Khushi took a box from the table and went to the room with a pleasant smile on her face.
To be continued...
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