Note: Guys, my laptop is still not repaired. I am updating this parts from computer center. Please be patient and understanding, it will take time to give my laptop to service. If it was in my hand I would have done it long back but it depends of certain family member and I am tied.

I am updating three parts today.

And lastly so sorry for the delay.

Part 28

Delhi,

Week later all the Raizada's returned to Delhi with extra cautioness with Arnav in his state travelling for nearly four hours. And still not back to good health and little more way to go, Anjali had strictly ordered for him to not move out of the house.

Dadi 'Anjali go and call Khushi.'

Anjali 'Ji Dadi I hope she agrees to come'

Nani 'tell her it is good for Arnav bitwa if she attends the pooja. I'm sure she will not refuse. Poor girl is still in the aftermath of the incident'

Anjali 'I'll do as you say Nani' walking upstairs she reached before Arnav-Khushi's room, knocking it softly she entered inside putting on cheerful face.

Arnav looked up from the book he is reading to Khushi. Since he had all the time in the world he has taken upon tuturing Khushi and getting her improve before she could join the college which is month away. The admission was done and it was no difficult to get her seat in the diplomatic college. Needles to say Khushi is well able to read English but has long way to improve her speaking skills, and as for as writing is concerned if the grammar is omitted then she is good.

Anjali 'Chotte, Nani and Dadi have kept pooja in you name'

He just looked letting her to continue, Anjali 'and wants Khushi to attend it' casting a glance towards Khushi who became alert.

Arnav looked at his sister's hopeful eyes and then at Khushi who is not willing to leave his side. Shrugging his shoulder 'Talk to her'

Anjali sighed, sitting beside Khushi in the bed, taking hold of her hands she said softly 'the pooja is kept for the well being of Chotte, and you are his wife so it is important for you to be there. *seeing her not relent and getting upset* Khushi, you want Chotte to be fit and fine na *Khushi nodded her head* then please come with us to the pooja. We will be back soon.'

Khushi 'Sachhi mein hum jaldi wapas aajayenge?'

Anjali 'Yes!!!'

Khushi 'but Arnav ji....'

Arnav 'HP, OP, Ramu Kaka.....all are here for him and we will not take too much of time. The temple is nearby only'

Khushi turning to Arnav 'Hum Jayein Arnav ji'

Smiling at her, patting her cheek 'Sure Khushi, go. It will be nice for you to go out of the house.'

Khushi 'Nahiin I'm only going to pray for you'

Arnav 'Accha baba, now go get ready, Dadi and Nani will be waiting for you' Khushi hurried out of the bed and taking a new dress she dashed inside the washroom to get ready.

Anjali 'Thank God Chotte, she agreed'

Arnav 'It will be good for her to go outside and take in fresh air'

Anjali 'And I do hope she comes out of her fear soon. This cannot go on.'

Arnav 'I know, and don't worry Di. Next month she will be joining her college and studies will keep her mind wrapped from thinking anything.'

Anjali nodding at him left the room.

Few minutes later,

Shyam coming in to the waiting hall 'Is everyone ready? Shall we leave?'

Anjali 'Just waiting for Khushi!!!!'

Shyam 'She is coming?'

Anjali 'Yes!!!'

Gloating inside with Khushi coming alone without Arnav accompanying them he can freely make a fool of the three womens and have a gala time with Khushi. As if Khushi is too wiling to join his company?

The four ladies along with Shyam reached the temple where the priest was already waiting for their arrival with all arrangement for the pooja to be done.

He welcoming them with warm smile and with the permission to start the pooja started the fire in the havan kund and started chanting mantras with all taking place around the havan kund. Shyam however was too disappointed with the turn of events from first of Khushi siting between Nani and Dadi, and once the pooja being over too hurried to leave back home with the two old women not wanting to join him and Anjali for the dinner outside they had planned.

Grudgingly he had to go alone with Anjali who is more than pleased to have some alone time with her husband after long time for however she did not know his mind is too busy in plotting and lusting after her sister in law.

One late afternoon,

Shyam 'Rani Sahiba, I'll go with Khushi ji.'

Anjali 'Are you sure Shyam ji? You don't have any work?'

Shyam 'No, I don't have one and even if I have, when my family needs my help I ought to there for them' she hugged him pleased 'you are so good Shyam ji' only the thought she is having is not same shared by her husband who is gleaming inside with getting a chance to catch Khushi alone and in the name of going to market he got one.

Khushi came down towards Anjali 'Di Chalein'

Anjali turning to her smiling 'Khushi I'm not coming with you but don't worry Shyam ji will be going with you'

Shocked she looked at them both, one with wide smile matching others but with the difference in their eyes.

She was already wretched when Anjali suggested for going to market for grocery shopping as all the servants were busy and for change they will get some fresh air outside.

She had been hoping Anjali will drop the idea and she could spend time with her Arnav ji but she was beaten to it with her husband is taking the afternoon lap under the medicine effect. Though the doctor has changed the medicine and it is not too strong like before but then it is not too light to avoid the sleep coming to him after consuming them.

Khushi 'Par Di Kyun? You were going to come with me na?'

Shyam butting in 'Arey Khushi ji, someone has to be there for salesahib na'

Khushi hearing his words looked at Anjali again 'If then it okay na Di, we will go some other time' she, even in her innocence could feel the negative vibe coming from him.

Anjali putting her hand on her arm 'No Khushi ji, you hardly come out of the house. Last time it was four days back when you came to pooja with us, and then again confined inside the four walls. Now come on you will be hardly going for an hour to the nearby market to buy fruits and vegetables'

How she wished Nani and Dadi were here and not on some prilgrimage trip for the welfare of the family which they decided to take suddenly. If they were present maybe Di would have come with me and she need not had to go with Shyam ji.

Shyam 'Khushi ji why are you so afraid? Akhir I'm your jija ji and we are family'

Anjali surprised 'Why will she be afraid of you? *turning to Khushi* haina Khushi. Now go quick and by the time you will be here Arnav would have woken up'

Having no choice, she left with Shyam. Even in the heart of heart she could get the feeling of something is not right with him who makes her scared with his appearace as if her whole body revolts around him wanting to have the safe protection of her Arnav ji.

Market,

Khushi felt more than uncomfortable to say the way Shyam is trying to come near her, and his touching her hand and arms in one or other reason.

Shyam 'Khushi ji, come let us go to that ice cream parlour and have some ice cream. You like it na'

Khushi 'Nahiin I want to go home'

Shyam 'Come on Khushi ji don't spoil the fun, *holding her arm* it is the first time I've taken you out and I should definetly buy you something'

Khushi 'No, I don't want it'

Shyam looking around 'Okay, then let us buy you some bangles. See those colourful bangles are lovely' dragging her near bangle store.

Khushi tried to pry his hand away from her, but he held in firm, caressing his finger on them in the name of holding her.

Khushi 'Please take me back home....please' she is in verge of crying. She has no money with her to go back, no mobile to call anyone, and she does not know the way back to home. Being months in Delhi after her marriage, she has never ventured out alone or neighter had been keen on getting to know it. All the time she left the house for any outing from mandir visit to shopping or to any other place, it would be with Anjali, Nani, Dadi, or mainly with Arnav.

Shyam 'arey we will return but first let us enjoy sometime. Come let me make it wear them' holding the glass bangles in his hand and with other hand holding her wrist. Shyam 'Don't be afraid Khushi ji. Look these bangles will look beautiful on you'

Khushi 'please......please.....' she did not like the way he is touching her.

However, Shyam did not listen to her pleas and was focussed to make her wear the bangles. Khushi 'I want to go back to Arnav ji...please....please....'

Shyam 'Shhh....stand still, it is not going to take more time. And Arnav is taking rest in home' But he could not push the bangles around her wrist when all of sudden a hand came and caught his.

Arnav looked around his room; there is no sign of Khushi anywhere. Coming out of the room she met with Anjali who is reading a magazine sitting in the living room.

Arnav 'Di where is Khushi?'

Anjali 'Khushi!!! *smiling* I had sent her to market'

Arnav surprised 'Alone?'

Anjali 'Nahiin baba, we want her come to out of her fear, right? So, I thought why not take her out and get her mind changed, she will forget everything for few hours. So, when I suggested taking her to market for grocery Shyam ji said one should be available at home for you, so he took her with him' he looked at Anjali shocked, and then without saying anything rushed out not listening to Anjali's voice shouting after him. Grabbing the key from the driver who rushed to take the car out, he got inside and drived himself towards the market not wanting to leave his wife alone with the good for nothing brother in law, who for sure has no good intention towards his wife.

Shyam looked up to see Arnav standing there with pure rage one which could burn the person alive. He gulped. Khushi looked up to see her Arnav ji standing, she cried seeing 'Arnav ji'

By then Shyam's hold on her loosened. Arnav hugged her tight who rushed in his arm. Glaring at Shyam 'what do you think you were doing *like spatting the word* Jijaji'

Shyam stuttering 'voh...voh I wast just trying to get Khushi....I mean Khushi was so upset so to cheer her I thought to buy her bangles'

Arnav 'I don't think so she wanted it. I rather heard something else'

Shyam smiling uneasily 'Come on Sale Sahib, I was just trying to lift her mood. She has been through lot in the past weeks'

His lips tightening 'enough of cheering, I think the grocery shoping is over by now. Let us go'

Not waiting for Shyam he took Khushi with him to his car, settling her inside he closed the door. Then turning back to Shyam 'I'm taking my wife with me. Come in your car, jija ji?'

Shyam could do nothing then to nod, Arnav walked around his car and taking the seat behind the wheel he zoomed off away from market.

Khushi face was pale; he stopped the car aside after few miles away from the market to the side of the road 'Khushi look at me' her eyes so vulnerable clenched his heart, he undid the belt of hers and took her in his lap, who came readily in his arm crying.

Arnav 'hush Khushi'

Khushi 'I don't like him. I don't know why but...but I don't like him' Arnav sighed hugging her tight rubbing her back.

It was after few hours of cajoling her, taking her out to park, buying her channa and chaat she returned to her normal self.

Coming back home Anjali shouted at Arnav for his carelessness. Arnav 'Di I could not let Khushi be alone'

Anjali surprised 'Alone? Shyam ji was with her'

Arnav 'Exactly, he was with her not me or you'

Anjali perplexed 'What?'

Arnav touching Khushi's arm 'Go to our room Khushi' she walked away, feeling bad for seeing Arnav getting scolded by Anjali.

He then turned to Anjali 'Di, Khushi is not yet familiar with Jija ji. He is still a stranger for her. Can you not see Di? She lived in entirely different circumstances, a sheltered life. Jija ji often remains out of city for his work and where did she got chance to know him. All she knows is he is your husband and with not known closely she will feel awkard and uncomfortable'

Anjali 'Hmmm I understand what you are trying to say? I'm so stupid, now I can see she was not willing to go with him'

Arnav 'Exactly, she is reserved from him. Let her come out of her shell little by little. We don't have to push her. I'm here Di.'

Anjali holding his arm 'Sorry Chotte, I did not think of that. Now go and freshen up. I'll be set the table for dinner'

That night on dinner, Shyam had escaped from encountering Arnav by leaving for one of his client meeting.

Next morning,

A courier came for Arnav and HP informed it to Anjali. She signing the receipt took the courier to Arnav's room.

Anjali coming inside after knocking 'Chotte, there is some courier for you'

Arnav 'Good it is already here' takes the parcel from her hand.

Anjali 'What is in it?'

Arnav 'Wait *Khushi come here*' once she settled beside him, he asked her to open the parcel. Anjali gapsed 'Wow a new iphone, is it for Khushi?'

Arnav 'yeah, I should have gifted her one long back but then I did not realize it till recently how necessary it is for her to keep one with her.' That is right, while in past all the time he was with Khushi, in office or home, and there was no problem or need for getting her one mobile but now after yesterday's incident he has been jolted to reality for provide her one for her and his sake, so he could be in contact with her anywhere, and he could reach to her anywhere through her iphone.

Anjali 'it is good Chotte' Khushi looked on in awe at the phone; both she and Anjali started inspecting it. Khushi is mostly familiarised with using Arnav's phone in these months living together she had no problem to accustomed to the new phone she got.

Hugging Arnav, kissing his cheek 'Thank you...thank you so much Arnav ji' Arnav looked at his sister embarrassed at the affection showed before her while Anjali laughed looking at his little wife grinning at him not minding anything else other then him. Blessing the couple in her heart, she left the room after patting both their heads.

He took the phone from her hand, inserting the sim, loading all the important and dear person's contact numbers, Arnav 'See Khushi, I've loaded all the contacts in this. And see here if you press one then it will go to speed Dail for my number. Again, make sure you remember your number *showing her number* and here my number and some of our family numbers so you could call them when you need them. You should always remember your and family's number [Okay there are many reasons why one should remember the phone number and address]'

Khushi nodding her head looked down at the phone as he set the setting and explained to her.

Arnav 'Did you understand Khushi?'

Khushi 'I...I think so'

Arnav 'it is okay, try by yourself. I'm sure it will be easy that way'

Khushi took the mobile in her hands as Arnav instructed and it was quite an hour for both them took time to dissect the mobile and its options with its cons and pros.

Arnav 'Now let us leave for charge. More importantly often make sure the mobile is charged and its battery is not low'

Khushi 'Ji!!!'

By afternoon, a person from bank came and completed all the formalities for an account to be opened on Khushi's name.

Within next day, she has got a master card in her name. Arnav made sure she learned how to use the card, withdrawing the money from ATM and how to use when doing shopping whethere she went outside or it is one of the online shopping.

Khushi had to wrap much instruction in her pretty little head as Arnav detailed them to her one after the other.

These were all should have had done earlier but better late then never.

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Part 29

Three months later,

Khushi walked down the familiar path towards the college gate where she knew her Arnav ji will be waiting like always for her. The college is nice, one of the best in Delhi, and people here are so nice to her from teacher to student minus few. She loves it but it is not the same as being with her Arnav ji? Is it? Nah, nothing can be comparable for being with her Arnav ji. She likes to be with him more then anywhere else. Sighing, but he got work to do and she got her studies.

There outside the college gate, his white Suv parked on the side, he leaning against it with his arms crossed and his eyes trained on her is standing her Arnav ji. With a sunflower as got the light of sun she fleed to him with more eager steps.

He took the small bag from her and keeping it at the back seat, opened the door for her smiling 'How was your day?'

Khushi 'Accha tha'

Caressing her cheek, he closed the door after settling her in her seat properly before taking his behing the steering wheel driving away from the college.

It is the usual routine from past one month, he would leave his office by 1.30 p.m. and will wait outside her college for her to come out at sharp 2 p.m., they would drive towards his office, finishing the lunch send from home both would go indulge themself in their works. If it is said Khushi is pro in English then it is not nearly true, she has still long way to go and taking the time while Arnav is working she spends her time in improving her English in the middle of her studying her subjects, as it is for her she wants most of the time in home to be free to spend time with him. By the time it was 7 p.m., they would leave for home.

As they settled themselves in the single sofa with the carriage of boxes kept in front of the low table, wanting to be opened, for them to have their lunch sent by Anjali.

Khushi 'Are waah Di had made your favourite Bharwa karela. She also made for me tomato pulao and it tastes yummy'

He smiled at her, plating them, each dived to eat the delicious meal from home.

The lunch went peacefully in between their feeding each other and Khushi chatting away her day in college, but ofcourse Arnav as usual listened silently with occasional hmmms.

Parking lot,

With wide shocked eyes looked at the scene before her. She was walking beside her Arnav ji, like always her eyes roaming around when accidently her eyes colladed on the couple who unfortunately at the time were intimately locked and lost in their kiss, for Khushi it felt like the man is eating the girl's lips. Her feet glued to her place with eyes soccer like getting huge. Arnav after walking few steps away looked back to see why Khushi is not following him only to see her standing stiff in shock looking at something.

Arnav 'What the!!!' confused he came to her and followed her gaze, and man he was embarrassed for seeing a couple making out in open, the girl is leaning on the car supporting with the man shamelessly pressing himself on her, with Khushi beside him, it looked like vulgar. He looked away but not before closing Khushi's eyes with his hand and dragging her away. Slowly the embarassment give away to anger. This is his private parking lot dammit and how dared they entered the place. What is his security guard doing?

The building belongs to AR wholly with consisting fifteen floors. The last five floors is solely AR Fashion House and the rest of the floors have been divided into AR Designing Show rooms and few empty floors are rented to other shops. He has his own private lift and parking lot, and no one is allowed to enter this private premi other than him and now Khushi. But now how the hell the couple entered without anyone's notice?

Gritting his teeth, he made a mental note to take class of his security guards tomorrow. They need a lesson and it should be strong enough for them to never forget their duty.

Reaching his car, he took his hand from Khushi's eye. Khushi looked at him bewildered, the minute he closed her eyes from behind she knows it him. She knows her Arnav ji's touch and the unique frangrance of his perfume coming from him, so she did not shout other than gasping.

And now looking at him she could tell he is angry, very angry. Her eyes welled up, maybe she done something wrong. He was calm until now. Maybe he is angry because she was looking at that man and the girl.

Khushi 'Ar....Arnav ji?'

He looked up at her confused sensing her distressed voice, her eyes have welled up. His anger left him like someone poured water on him seeing her crying face. Cupping her cheeks 'kya huwa Khushi?'

Khushi shaking her head 'Maine jaan bujhke nahiin dekha, aap humpe gussa mat ho' (I did not see them deliberately, please don't be angry with me)

Arnav 'Shhh *wiping her tears* Khushi I'm not angry at you.'

Khushi 'Sachii'

Arnav 'yes'

What should he say to her? He is angry on his security gaurds for not doing their work properly. He is angry on the couple who does not have shame to see where they are and doing such an inappropriate thing when anyone can walk out on them. And he is angry for he knew his innocent wife will have have doubt and is dreading for what will be the reaction and effect on her innocent mind.

He hugged her briefly before making her sit carefully inside the car and taking his seat behind the wheel, he swirled the car out of the building.

Later that night,

Khushi 'Arnav ji!!!'

Arnav 'haan Khushi'

Khushi 'Can I ask you one thing? You will not get angry na'

Arnav 'You can ask me anything. Have I ever got angry on you?'

She looked at him with her innocent eyes shaking her head negatively. Khushi 'Arnav ji voh log kya kar rahe thei'

He stiffened, Arnav 'Khushi don't think about it. It is nothing'

Khushi 'Arnav ji you said you will answer me. Were they hungry? Or they have chocolate in their......' Gosh Arnav closed her mouth with his hand....Khushi taking his hand 'tell me na, why are you closing my mouth? I heard that guy saying to the lady, she tastes like Belgium chocolate. And I even saw this happening many times around our office'

Arnav 'What the!!!'

Khushi 'you don't know? You never saw this happening.' Looking at him getting impatience and little angry, Khushi 'while I roam around the building at my free time na I witnessed some times people doing such thing and saying something which I don't understand at all'

Gosh he never knew this all. Arnav 'Khushi why did you go out of our office? I said to you na you will never step out of the office (AR Fashion House). Leave alone office, why did you left our floor? (The last floor in which left side wing consist of only his and Khushi's cabin and right side wing consist of senior employess. Canteen in fourteenth floor)'

Khushi bit her tongue 'maaf karna Arnav ji. Hum na bore ho rahe the toh Tanya bhabi humein shopping leke gaye, voh joh humara kapde dukaan hai na...vahan'

Arnav 'and you saw these things happening there' Khushi looked down nodding. Arghh people have even forgotten the fixed cameras. What has happened to the manners? Or are they so desperate.

Khushi looked at him expecting for him to say something not knowing the expressionless Arnav Singh Raizada is fuming inside. Khushi 'Arnav ji?'

Arnav turning to Khushi 'you will not henceforth leave our floor. If you want anything ask me or Tanya or Aman? And you will not go anywhere without telling me'

Khushi lowering her eyes nodded her head; she did not want to upset him. But she just sometime feeling bored started to roam around their office as after Aman's tour to the office she knows what and where what is situated.

Arnav seeing her fallen face, in a voice so tender 'Khushi there are many things you need to know, many things for you to learn about our relationship and I promise with time I'll tell you everything'

Khushi looked at him half understanding and half confused but nevertheless believed him.

'Hey cutie pie, what are you doing?' came a call in cheerful voice.

Khushi raised her eyes looking at Krishna standing besides her peering at the book she is reading. Sitting under the shadow of huge tree in the college garden, Khushi is reading one of her subjects not wasting the time of free hour they have got before next class starts.

Krishna groaning 'Khushi, why do you always behave like a book worm? Loosen up girl'

Khushi 'Krishna, I need to study'

Settling herself beside Khushi 'Arghh you always studies these boring books'

Khushi 'isiliye toh college aayi hoon, padne'

Krishan 'Okay, I got it. But yaar you should enjoy too'

Khushi 'I'm enjoying Krishna'

Krishna 'like really? With these boring books'

Khushi, with a sigh keeping aside her book 'so what should I do?'

Krishna 'look around at you, see how others are enjoying themself.' Khushi looked around, she did not see anything extra-ordinary, other than boys and girls in group scattered all around the place.

Krishna 'God, girl look at him *poiting a boy few distance away from them* how he is looking at you? I think he likes you'

Khushi looking at her 'Accha?'

Krishna 'yes, and I can see he wishes to talk to you'

Khushi 'kyun?'

Krishna 'hey bagwan, if a guy likes you, it means he wishes to make friendship with you'

Khushi 'Oh!! But I don't want it'

Krishna 'you are such a waste. Don't know how to enjoy your life. Your missing so many things'

Khushi 'I don't understand, Krishna. What am I missing?'

Krishna 'First wrong thing is you got married early, second wrong thing is even having the chance to get mingled and have fun in college you prefer to only look into your books, and lastly you are too innocent for your goodness for not understand a thing on what goes on'

Khushi 'I still don't understand' she is really trying to understand what her friend is trying to say but at the same time half of things is going above her head.

Krishna 'that is the exact problem'

Khushi 'humein padna hai Krishna' Krishna really felt to bang her head at the tree behind them.

Krishna 'are you happy Khushi?'

Khushi 'happy?'

Krishna 'yes, for getting married and that too to a man who is more than ten year elder than you'

Khushi 'Arnav ji is very nice. And I'm happy because he is my prince'

Krishna 'is that true?'

Khushi 'Very true, pata hai he takes care of me so so so much. He does everything for me'

Krishna 'Love? Does he love you?'

Khushi, with firmly 'he loves me' Krishna looked at the girl beside her, she is still a child in every way which is so much confirms from the way of her talking innocently having no clue of the world. She was shocked when she learned her husband's identity, as along the other's too in college came to know her relation to Raizada family. Such thing can never be kept hidden when everyday they see the man himself dropping her to college and picking her up.

But the girl is question looked anything but a wife. It caused such uproar of envious reaction from many when one came to knew how the famous once upon a Bachelor in Fashion World "The ASR" is married to small village belle. Funny thing all, Khushi was immune to all the reaction lost in her own world.

It had been too easy for her to befriend Khushi, when the girl is as easy as an open book for anyone looking at her.

Khushi got up breaking Krishna's train of thoughts 'It is time for next class Krishna. We should leave.'

Krishna 'you leave darling. I'm not coming'

Khushi 'haww kyun?'

Krishna 'because I've to go somewhere else. It is wonderful than these boring classes I attend'

Khushi 'it is too bad'

Krishna 'You will not understand the fun of bunking the class, Khushi. So you, good girl go and attend your classes I'm going to have my fun' Khushi looked at her few seconds then left for her class hurrying for not to be late. Krishna shaking her head got up from her place, and walked out of the garden and to the gate, soon enough got into taxi ordering 'Berkley Hotel!!!'

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Part 30

His frown deepened as he cut the call, Anjali called out to him 'Kya hua Chotte, itna pareshan kyun ho?'

Sighing he let the news out 'Di, Mrs. Rania's daughter Shefali is coming to India for some project. She wants me to keep an eye on her. All too indirectly she wanted me to be her guardian and invite her to stay here.'

Anjali 'Oh!!! Is it bad?'

Arnav 'God Di, Bad? Very bad, you know her Di. You have met her. Don't you remember?'

Anjali brow furrowed thinking about this girl, Arnav 'Two years back we met her at the international conference in Mumbai, at the party later given to the guest attending it'

Anjali 'Oh yes, the heigh headed girl, as though the world is at her feet'

Arnav 'Exactly, think how can we manage such a tyrant in our house. I'm too polite to refuse her request'

Anjali 'It is okay, Chotte. For how many days she is coming.'

Arnav 'For three weeks or maybe month'

Anjali 'that is not too long but yet long stay for us. Let us see what happens. When will be she arriving? I'll get the guest room ready for her'

Arnav 'Next week by Monday she will be here'

Anjali 'That is hardly three days from now. I hope Nani and Dadi take it lighlty'

Arnav shaking his head 'they will not like the way the girl behaves.'

Anjali laughed 'I do hope she will not create a storm over here'

For next few days life went same for Raizada Family, all busy in their life, with Shyam most often for Arnav's relief staying away in the name of his work.

Arnav walked down towards his family waiting in the living room on the side talking to Aman in Bluetooth. Arnav 'Yes Aman, the flight would be arriving evening. It would do well if we will be there an hour before its landing.'

As he listened silently to Aman's word from other side, Khushi's ear perked hearing him saying, Arnav 'Nay, just buy a bouquet to welcome her. That would do.'

Arnav 'yeah everything is ready here, Di has looked into it'

Then after a pause, Arnav 'I'll see you in the airport, after finishing the meeting with the client come there directly.'

Ending his talk with Aman, he glanced at Khushi 'Chalein, we will be late for your college'

Nodding at him, gathering her bag, Khushi addressed other's 'Chaltein hein Di, Nani, Dadi'

As the car eats the miles away, Khushi 'Is she going to stay with us, Arnav ji?'

Arnav 'Haan Khushi, I told you, remember'

Khushi 'Yes, but I forgot. She is coming today na'

Arnav 'Yeah, after college I will drop you home and then head for airport to receive her'

Khushi 'Will she bring lots of chocolates?'

He glanced at her surprised, Khushi 'Voh...voh Tanya bhabi bought lot of chocaltes for me when she came from Paris'

Chuckling at his adorable wife 'I don't think so, but don't worry I'll buy you lot of chocalets returning'

Khushi 'Really? And ice creams'

Arnav 'Yes, that too.' Hugging his arm, grinning widely she gave him loud pappi on his cheek making them flush in pleasure. Such giftful pappis from his wife is so priceless; it makes his day a lot than any usual day.

Khushi 'and I'll make Mango kheer for you, sugar free wala.'

Arnav turning towards her 'I'm looking forward to it.' Shaking her head making plans over head she grinned happily.

In another few hours of time, the whole Raizada witnessed the walking storm as Shefali Banerjee entered the Mansion with air as if she owns the world.

Khushi looked at her wide eye, while Dadi snorted 'looks like she forgot to wear rest of the dress. Youngster these days' muttering under her breathe which was quite loud enough for Nani and Anjali to hear as they hid painfully the cropping up smile lest they upset their guest.

Looking at his family member and their reactions he and Aman shared fleeting glance smirking lightly.

Arnav 'Dadi, Nani, Di, Khushi, this is Miss. Shefali Banerjee' Shefalibellowed a soft husky Hi to them, and then pointing out to Shefali 'She is my Di, Anjali Jha (Anjali greeted her Namasthe), this is my Nani, and she my Dadi' Coming near Khushi, he held her hand 'And this is my wife, Khushi'

Shefalilooked at Khushi up and down, and then passed a nod as a greeting while Khushi smiled at her saying Namasthe.

Aman 'Now if the introduction is over, let us settle down. Come Miss Banerjee'

Anjali 'Oh yes, I'll ask OP to take her luggage to her room.' Walking off looking for HP and OP, one to bring snacks and refreshment for the guest and other to fetch the luggage.

After the guest has settled in the house, in Arnav and Khushi's room; Khushi walked inside carrying a tray with attractive bowl resting on it. She gives Arnav one full bloomed smile rushing to him 'Arnav ji, your Mango Kheer. *handing him the cup of kheer* now where is my chocolate and ice cream'

Laughing at her, he picked a box parcelled in a gift wrap, taking it from his hand she tore open it. Her face lighting seeing the box full of chocolates.

Arnav 'There are some more, I have asked HP to store it away in fridge and yes your ice creams too'

Khushi 'Really, I did not notice it. I was busy preparing kheer for you.' Seeing him not having it yet 'Khayiye na....khayiye...khayiye....and tell me how is it?'

Taking a spoonful of kheer in his mouth he uttered after relishing the taste 'Delicious!!!'

Khushi 'Haina, *grinning at him* everyone said so, now finish the full bowl. There is some more I've stored for you in fridge.'

Biting on to her chocolate, she mused 'Arnav ji, will Shefaliji like Kheer?'

Arnav 'Don't know, we can test about it later. Maybe she will like it even if she does not prefer kheer. No one can refuse this tasty kheer; if they do then they are a fool'

She laughed at his words 'You are so nice, Arnav ji. You always say nice things to me' he smiled at her savouring her expressive face as she devoured the chocolates.

Sunday came too quickly for Khushi's thrill, the day she spends her whole time with her Arnav ji, no college, and no office.

She woke up with a smile turning her head to look at her husband sleeping peacefully beside her. Giggling she moved stealthy, propping on her elbow, she looked down at him. Her eyes shinning with mischief, taking few of the waving strands of her hair, she brought it towards Arnav's ear, tickling him with them, she laughed softly as he brushed off them in his sleep.

She giggled again, now tickling him on his face, a low smirk made Arnav's face sensing his little wife's naughty ways of disturbing his sleep. With a triumph he managed to surprise her as he tugged her hard as she crashed on him, entrapping her body on him, he opened his eyes to clash with her wide ones.

With his sleep laden eyes, he brushed the few hairs away from his way which was blocking his view of her. Brushing a tender kiss on her cheek 'Gud Morning'

Looking at her sweet face 'So my wife is being naughty in the morning, hmmm so what should I do to punish her for disturbing my sleep'

Gasping the word 'Punishment.....'

Arnav 'Yes!!!' he ponders loudly 'So what should I do give the mischief bundle in my arms....'

She squeeked as his hands roamed on her waist, his long fingers started tickling her, her laughter rose, pushing away his hand 'Arnav ji, sorry....sorry...sorry....Chodiyna....Ah...'

She laughed hard, tears escaping her eyes, Khushi 'my stomach hurts, Arnav ji. Please.....' she begged him.

Giving her a loud kiss on her cheek he left her free of his punishment, but wrapped her in his arms, as she steadied her breathe, he asked looking down at her 'now tell me why did you wake me up from sleep' saggering in his arm 'I'm happy'

'I see, may I ask why?', looking in his eyes 'because today is Sunday, our holiday'

He laughed at her joy, joining in with him she told cheerfully 'Today we don't have to study or work.'

Typical Khushi!!!! He sighed hugging her tight.

Dining room of the Raizada Mansion is filled with the occupants of the house. Shefali looked around everyone; they are warm and welcoming towards her. In this week of her stay here, they did not let her regret of living in their house. The two oldies are strict but were nicely polite to her. Anjali is very welcoming while Khushi is silent type unless otherwise she is with her husband, for most of the time she could hardly see her away from her husband's side. It is like seeing two love birds, always together wherever they are. A strange thing, when in today's world everyone would need space. And then rested her eyes on Arnav, the man in question has changed so much, maybe not to the world but if anyone sees him with his wife one can see the change, as his eyes becomes warm with love, harsh exteriors changes to soft, making her swallow to see the transformation in the angry man she had known years back.

Clearning her throat 'ASR!!!'

He raised his eyes to her in question on her call, Shefali 'I was thinking if you could take me around Delhi.' Others gasped silently looking at the girl with wide eyes. For Nani, Dadi, and Di, it is near to impossible to ever imagine Arnav to escort anyone outside the family around Delhi.

Khushi sat upright in alert, glancing at Shefali wrly. Arnav 'Er....Me? Why don't you take Di with you? I'll ask Tanya to join you both. They would show around.'

Shrugging her shoulder, she looked towards Khushi 'You will join us, right'

Khushi shook her head too soon 'Nahiin, hum ghar par hi teek hain' how can she leave her Arnav ji back in home and go out. Nay, she will not give up Arnav ji for anything.

Later by the poolside,

Arnav 'you could have gone with them, Khushi'

Khushi 'Nahiin I don't want to go anywhere. I love here'

Shaking his head at her knowing well about his wife 'So what shall we do?'

She dived her hand in the cup filled with channa, propping few of them in her mouth,

Khushi 'Aap Kahiye!!!'

Arnav 'What should we do? What should we do? *he pondered thoughtfully* Wait!!!' he rushed away for few minutes and came back with a box in hand.

Khushi 'What is it, Arnav ji?'

Arnav 'here let me set them' as he opened the box and laid it on the table, Khushi voice out 'Shatranj ka khel'

Arnav 'Yeah, Sometime I and Aman play it'

Khushi 'You do? I never thought so'

Chuckling at her amazement 'What did you think I only work? Nope, I play sometime like chess, basket ball, football, or hockey. Anything that fancies me the time, Aman and I used to go to sports club.'

Khushi watched him in awe, Arnav 'Do you know how to play this game?' shaking her head in no she looked at him, Arnav 'Koi baat nahiin. I'll teach you, and then we can play. Ready!!!!'

After an hour, irriation and frustration mingled with Khushi disturbed the chess peices making them fall on the floor, surprised he called out to her 'Khushi!!!'

Looking at him in accusing manner 'You are doing Ramanchi.'

Arnav 'How so?'

Khushi 'I'm losing all the time' amusement shone in his eyes, crossing her arms, looking away from him she looked like a petulant child. He chuckled softly 'We can play again, and you can win'

Khushi 'Nahiin I don't want to play it. You will win, again'

Tugging her hand, he brought her to stand before him, then cuddling her in his arms, he sighed 'then what should we do?'

Leaning against his arm 'Don't know.'

Arnav 'Okay then let us settled on watching a movie; you like it right' she grinned pleased at his idea, voicing out her suggestion loud 'Salman Khan ji movie.'

Groaning at her choice inwardly, he tried to plead in softest tone 'Khushi, this time we will watch one of my choice. Let us watch some horror movie'

Khushi 'Bhooton ka film'

Arnav 'Err....yes. Are you scared Khushi?'

Khushi shivered at the idea of sitting through two hours to watch a horror movie 'I don't watch it'

Arnav 'Don't worry, I'm with you na. You are safe with me'

Pulling her inside, he looked into the DVD case, rummaging through it he took one out 'The Ring', let me call ask HP to bring some pop corn and coke for us.

Looking at him with worried expression, she chewed her nails, Hey Devi Maya Raksha karna.

Next one and half hour was one of the never forgettable moments. For Arnav was lost and distracted in Khushi as she buried her face in his chest hugging tight everytime the strange sound and the bhoot appears.

The effect was shonein tight as she screamed his ear out in fear, for she had scarry dream, at theend Arnav cursed himself for putting her through it.

Next day,

Arnav looked at her worried, taking hold of her hands 'I'm sorry Khushi. I did not know you would be so scared for getting nightmares'

Laying her head on his shoulder 'It is okay Arnav ji. I always get's scary dreams if I watch horror movie'

Arnav 'I'm so sorry....I'll not let this happen again' caressing her hair, brushing the waywards strands of stubborn air kissing her temple, he brushed his lips tenderly cuddling her close.

Few minutes later 'It is time, you should get ready now'

Pouting at him 'Monday itni jaldi agayi. Why Sunday never remains long? Better forever'

He laughed, pulling her nose playfully 'then it will be a bore, life will be utterly bore.'

Tugging her to get up from bed 'Now shoo go get ready for the day. I'll finish my exercise till then. Today I'll head to gym. No time for jogging.'

Getting up from the bed 'I hate Mondays.'

Nodding at her 'I know!!!.....I know!!!!' chuckling at her disagreement with Monday. It is most of the people's thought, groaning in contempt why Sunday ends soon weaving way to Monday, working day.

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