She couldn't help but blush all time thinking about Arnav, how he tried saying I love you to her. She couldn't almost believe it. Laad Governor, the great ASR loves her! She chuckled at the thought and smacked herself on the head.

Payal - Khushiiiii, where are you lost?

She jerked and looked at Payal watching her bewildered. She didn't notice Payal calling her as she was so lost.

Payal - I'm going to get married today and here you are, all being the Sanka Devi you are. Didn't even tell me how I'm looking.

Payal pouted emotionally blackmailing and scolding her sister at the same time. Khushi grinned at her Jiji.

Khushi - Jiji, you're the most beautiful bride I've ever seen. You're looking so pretty. You see, Jijaji won't be able to keep his eyes and hands off you tonight.

Payal gasped and looked around to see if somebody heard her. But thankfully they both were alone in the room. Khushi giggled as Payal hit her lightly and then blushed lowering her eyes.

Khushi - Jiji, keep some blush for tonight also.

Payal - Dhat! Pagal.

Khushi was busy laughing when Payal suddenly pulled her into a hug. Realization hit her that she won't be having her sister around all the time and neither will they be sharing a bed anymore.

Payal - I'm going to leave you and you aren't even feeling a bit sad.

Khushi's smile disappeared as she heard the tearful voice of her elder sister. She's fully aware of her leaving them and becoming a member of the Raizada family. But how can Khushi let her Jiji cry on this joyful day? So she pulled apart and held her hands.

Khushi - Jiji, I'm not feeling sad. Because you may leave me, our family and home but I won't leave you.

Payal blinked her tears away as lines of confusion appeared on her face.

Payal - What do you mean?"

Khushi - I mean, that the Raizadas are getting me as dowry. Because wherever my Jiji goes, I won't be far behind. We're a special offer you see. Ek se saath ek free. (Buy 1 get one free)

Payal laughed at her jolly sister's offer and cupped her cheek with her hand.

Payal - You are completely a Sanka Devi. Buaji's!

"Haye re Nand Kishore."

Khushi - When you speak of the devil.

Payal suppressed her smile at Khushi's statement. Buaji just came in opening the door and her mouth dropped as she saw her younger niece not at all ready.

Buaji - What do I do with this girl? Ey Sanka Devi, why aren't you ready yet? Will the mauhurat wait for you?

Khushi - I was just to get ready Buaji!

Buaji - Then hurry up! Guests have all arrived. Even panditji is here. Take these and get changed.

Khushi nodded just silently as Buaji put her lehenga choli into her hands and made her way to the washroom.

*

Arnav headed straight to his Di's room and knocked at the door. Unpleasant thoughts running into his mind as he thought about his sister being in pain. The door was opened by Anjali who looked at him with a frown.

Arnav - Di, are you ok?

He kept his hand on her arm to support her. She smiled a bit and nodded as she sensed his concern.

Arnav - I'm fine Chote. Don't be so worried.

He relaxed a little and nodded at her. Anjali caressed his cheek lovingly like a mother.

Arnav - Ok Di. But why did you call me?

Anjali - No Chote, I didn't call you. Why?

Arnav - Strange. Jijaji told me you're calling me.

Anjali - But I didn't call you...

She left his face as Arnav narrowed his eyes. Why did Shyam lie that Anjali is calling him? Maybe he got mistaken. He left from there not giving it much thought but was stopped by his Di.

Anjali - Chote, go and see if Akash is ready.

He nodded and came back to hug her once. Only because of her he realized his love for Khushi and the need of confessing. She embraced her Chote back smiling.

*

Shyam paced the floor as he ignored guests walking by and neglected his duty of hospitality. His mind was only concentrated on Khushiji, being held close by Saale Sahab. How could the matter reach this stage? How could he let Khushiji fall in love with someone else? No. They may love each other but he won't ever let them unite.

I need to see Khushiji. I need to make her understand how much I love her. She'll have to understand.

He walked up to the room the Guptas were staying. He could hear Buaji's voice and dropped his plan. He knew she'll never let him even come close to Khushi, let alone talk to her.

Doesn't matter. I'll talk to Khushiji the first stance I get. And this time I'll see to it that Saale Sahab doesn't get between us.

*

She sat at the dressing as she wore her jewellery while staring herself into the mirror as a red blue lehenga adorned her form. The matching bangles she wore reminded her of the yellow ones gifted by him. How much she wanted to wear those. But unfortunately Amma didn't let her take those along as they didn't match to her outfit. But she promised herself the next time she's in RM, she'll wear his bangles.

She tied her hair in a bun but stopped after recalling that day.

Arnavji likes my hair open.

A crimson red spread over her cheeks as she opened her bun to have her soft hair fall down smoothly onto her back.

Perfect.

Her phone bell rang just then and she looked at the name flashing on the screen.

Arnavji...

*

NK - Hey Nannav, mere bhai, did you see Khushi anywhere?

Arnav stopped in his track as NK enquired about Khushi. Even the mere mention of her name erupted some kind of butterflies into his stomach. His mind automatically worked into the memories of terrace a while ago. It brought a smile onto his face. He couldn't describe the feeling and neither could he understand it. He just knew it felt good.

NK - Nannav, mere bhai, where are you lost?

He looked up at NK staring him with his characteristic goofy grin. Arnav himself was just on the way to meet Khushi. They needed to finish some talking. But why was this idiot NK looking for her?

Arnav - Why are you searching Khushi? Any work?

NK - No, I mean yes. Actually I wanted to click some pics of her in her attire. She's the bride's sister after all.

Arnav felt like punching him right into his stomach. He couldn't stand anyone admiring Khushi in this way.

Arnav - NK, we've hired professionals for this. Why don't you leave the damn camera and enjoy the wedding?

NK - Woah Nannav, calm down tiger. Relax. Why are you always so angry? You know-

NK was all set to narrate some story and give his cousin some tips of anger management when Arnav just rolled his eyes and moved away leaving him flabbergasted.

He grabbed Shyam by his shoulder who was following Arnav,unknown to the latter.

NK - Hey Jiju, have you seen Khushiji?

Shyam's blood boiled now. He wasn't oblivious to the fact that NK too liked Khushi and it didn't irk him less. After all, Khushi was involved with him too, even if in a friendly manner only.

Shyam - Now what do you want from her?

God, whom all do I keep away from Khushiji? As if she's not a girl but prasad. Everyone wants it.

But realizing his harsh tone, Shyam immediately took care of the matter and faked a smile.

Shyam - I mean, NK Bhai, Khushiji may be getting ready. Why don't you go and help Akash? He's the groom and all alone. Go see him.

Shyam didn't even wait for NK to nod and rushed to stalk Arnav who was on a call now. He had taken it as a mission to keep an eye on Arnav and not let these two talk to each other today. Come whatever may.

*

Payal - Khushi, whose phone is it?

Khushi pressed the cut call button to silence the bell and turned her gaze to Payal.

Khushi - It's none. Company call for offers.

Payal nodded smiling and Khushi hurriedly typed a message to her Laad Governor.

"Can't attend call. I'm with Jiji."

Arnav read it and looked up at the room she would be sitting in. He wanted to march inside and yell 'I love you' to her. But on the same time he understood it's her sister's wedding today and she needs to be with her.

After the wedding then.

*

Priest - Call the bride now.

The ceremony had started. Akash was already there at the mandap surrounded by family, friends and all the guests. And everyone looked up as Payal was brought down by Khushi.

She made her stand beside Akash and squeezed in happiness as the both exchanged garlands.

Once Akash and Payal sat down, Khushi looked around as her eyes searched for one particular person. It was only then that she noticed her heartbeat getting louder suddenly and she looked beside to spot him. He had come and stood next to her. She lowered her smiling shyly as he looked at her.

As both standing behind Garima and Shashi, none could see it when Arnav held her hand into his. None, except for one person who had been keeping an eye on them only. And he was burning in rage. But Anjali was holding his arm, happily recalling her own wedding at this auspicious occasion.

Shyam - Rani Sahiba, call Saale Sahab here. So he can stand with us.

Anjali raised her brows in question and followed his eyes. Of course she noticed it when her Chote had gone to stand beside Khushji. And she was least bothered about it. In fact vice versa.

Anjali - That's ok. Let him be there.

She beamed at him innocently and admired the couple lost into each other's eyes. She prayed to Devi Maiyya that she may get the opportunity to ask Khushi's hand for her Chote soon.

In the meanwhile Arnav and Khushi were oblivious to the crowd standing in the hall as they were drown into each other's eyes.

Khushi - Arnavji, someone will see.

Arnav - See what?

A smirk glued to his face as he asked. She pointed to their hand hold while struggling to get it free but he tightened it instead.

Khushi - Arnavji, first complete what you wanted to say and then only you can hold it.

Not getting anything else but a naughty smile from him, she called Buaji.

Now I'll see how he won't leave my hand.

As soon Buaji's voice hit their ears, his hold on her hand loosened and taking advantage of it, she pulled her hand out.

Buaji - Ey Khusi.

Khushi - Ji Buaji?

Buaji - What are you doing behind?Come and stand here in the front. Watch your Jiji's wedding ceremony carefully. After all you'll be the next.

Khushi's cheeks turned red at the idea of her marriage, specifically to Arnav. She glanced at him once before going to stand next to Buaji. But it wasn't pleasing to come across his reddened face. Not because of shyness but anger. She got it that he felt bad for she didn't let him hold her hand.

Not so soon Arnav Singh Raizada. First you will have to confess your love.