"Aisa lagta mera face nahin, hammer hai (It looks like it's not my face, but a hammer)" Khushi complained about the make up on her face.

Arnav just shook his head, and left her to stand on her own as soon as they reached in their room. Khushi pouted, "I'm going to change.."

Arnav pulled her closer to him by one hand, while other searched for his phone on his pocket. He took his phone, "I want to take a selfie with you.."

Khushi giggled at his request, but nodded her head, "Chal beta selfie le le re.."

"What the.. I'm not your beta ok!" Arnav shrugged, "First wife who calls her husband beta on day of their marriage!"

"It's a music Arnav ji.. App bhi na.." Khushi whined and posed for a selfie with him, she pouted her lips and Arnav shook his head but smiled a little for their picture.

"Another one.." she giggled excitedly, "Let's take a picture where I'm siting on that couch like those royal princesses and you're standing behind me with a sword!"

"Shut up Khushi.." he rolled his eyes and took her to mirror set on dressing table, Arnav hugged her from behind and Khushi blushed, smiling at how beautiful they looked as a couple. Arnav took this opportunity that Khushi was not doing her antics and clicked their picture. He showed to her on his phone, "See.. Much better than the one you imagined.."

"It's just perfect.." Khushi smiled with tears in her eyes staring at their picture displayed on his phone.

"Bollywood ki drama queen why are you crying? It's just a picture Khushi.." Arnav shook his head at his dramatic girl.

Khushi turned to him, "After a long time I'm getting love from someone otherwise after my parents left me, everyone consider me as a burden.. It's just with you that I don't feel like that Arnav ji.. I always considered Amma, Bauji, Buaji as my family but they probably never looked at me as that, I'm not their blood daughter na, that's why.. There was always a different treatment for me and Jiji but I never said anything and got happy with whatever I got.. They hurt so much, but I can never hate my family.."

Arnav felt his heart just broke seeing tears continuously flowing from her eyes. He wiped her tears, "Shh.." he was never good at consoling someone, but today he felt like consoling Khushi, but no words came out of his mouth. He just hugged her tightly showing to her that he understands her pain, he also went through the same when his parents left the world and he had to work hard to sustain himself and Anjali, his mother's family 'Raizadas' were not so supportive in the start and did make him feel like he was a burden to them, but as soon as he gained money, success and respect from others, they started to show love and care for him and Anjali.

She broke the hug and looked at his shirt spoiled because of her eye kohl, Arnav also followed his gaze and pressed his lips trying to hide his disappointment at seeing his shirt spoiled.

"It's not my fault.. You hugged me!" she shrugged.

"Of course it's never your fault.." he said with a tone of sarcasm.

"Yes it's my fault, who asked that lady from parlour to put half-parlour-make-up on my face? You! Who made me cry? You! Who hugged me now? You! So fault is also yours!" she pouted angrily glaring at him.

"The face belongs to whom? You! The eyes belongs to whom? You! Who accepted the hug? You! So the fault is yours!" Arnav argued back.

"What an illogical argument Mr. ASR.. I expected something better from you.." Khushi shook her head in disbelief and clapped her hands slowly.

"When I'm talking with an Illogical-Sanki, only illogical arguments can come up in my mind.." he glared at her.

"Remove your shirt.. I will wash it.."she said and looked away shyly, extending her hand to him.

"Come and take it off with your hands.." Arnav smirked.

She shut her eyes tightly, "Arnav ji don't joke!"

"I'm not joking.. You're my wife and I don't see any wrong in it.." he shrugged.

"Yes but.. I can't do it.." she shook her head in denial.

"Do you want me to teach you?" he asked huskily.

"Nahin.." she nodded sideways feeling goosebumps now. She sensed he took some steps near her, and she just stood numb not knowing what to do.

Arnav wrapped his one arm around her waist, while his other hand moved her hair aside giving him full view of her neck. He nuzzled on her neck making her gulp and close her eyes, shivering on her place.

Rabba vee.. Rabba vee..

She tried to move, but Arnav didn't let her and turned her to face him in one move, Khushi gasped, "Arnav ji.."

Arnav eyed to the button of his shirt, gesturing her to unbutton it. Khushi shook her head slowly, with a shy smile spread on her lips, "Arnav ji please stop this.."

Arnav didn't reply to her instead he brought her hands to his button and started helping a shy with red like tomato cheeks Khushi to unbutton his shirt buttons.

Khushi gulped after his bare chest revealed to her, she wanted to run away but Arnav tightened his grip on her, circling his arms around her waist, "Arnav ji pleaseeeee.." she whined struggling on his arms.

But Arnav was so lost in her, to hear her complaints. He tilted his head and was about to place his lips on hers, when they heard a shocked voice, "ASR!"

"What the.." Arnav frowned hearing this voice. He left Khushi and started buttoning his shirt again, while Khushi composed herself feeling shy but frowned when she saw Sheetal standing at the door.

"What the hell are you doing here Miss Kapoor? And who gave you permission to here?" Arnav asked gritting his teeth.

"I came here to inform that Di is not eating anything because you're angry.. And she only gave me permission to come here.. But guess, forgetting about your sister's pain, you're doing more interesting things here!" Sheetal said glancing at his shirt, spoiled with Khushi's eye kohl and lipstick.

"It's none of your business.." Arnav glared at her, "Now get lost from here.."

"Shee.. Shee.. Sheetal ji this name suits you a lot.. Your actions really define yourself.. They are also Chii.. Chii.." Khushi shook her head making disgusting look, "Who comes in married couples room without knocking the door?"

Sheetal glared at Khushi, and left from there making sound with her high heels.

Arnav walked away from the room, he went downstairs and scolded the guards for letting Sheetal come in his farm house without his permission.

"Ab ayega maza (Now it's going to be fun).. Slowly slowly I'm showing this family truth to Arnav ji.. Now let's make Di and Nani rest for a while, it's boy's time, this Akash is very much silent and might be the most dangerous also.." Khushi thought to herself smirking.

"What are you thinking?" Arnav asked when he returned to their room.

"Nothing.." Khushi shook her head.

"How about we continue what we stopped?" he smirked mischievously taking steps towards her. Khushi run away from him to the bathroom, making Arnav laugh at her.

He sat on the bed, thinking about Anjali's strange behavior, "I always thought Di could never lie to me, but today she just not lied to me but that was such disgusting move to get my forgiveness.. Unbelievable Di, I never thought you could do something like this.."

Next day

Arnav and Khushi returned to Sheesh Mahal, and everyone were gazing curiously at them.

"Hello hi bye bye.. Where did you spend last raat (night)? I didn't seewa you both!" Mami said with big eyes.

"You're forgetting with whom you're talking Mami.." Arnav said sternly making Mami smile sheepishly, "I was worries bitwa!"

"Hello hi bye bye won't you congratulate us for getting married Mami ji?" Khushi asked smiling.

"MARRIED?" Anjali, Nani, Mami, Akash and NK widened their eyes.

"AGAIN?" Mahi pouted, "Two times malliage?"

"Yes married.. I got officially married to Khushi yesterday, so she's Mrs. ASR.." Arnav announced with his husky voice.

"Yeh Mrs. ASR bohot short hai (This Mrs. ASR is very short) style se kaho na Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Raizada (Say with style Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Raizada)" she smirked at Arnav.

"Mere paas faltu time nahin hai na isliye.." he glared at her.

"Mere toh bohot hai, do bhar shaadi karli tumse (I do have, after all I got married two times with you)" she smiled sarcastically at him.

"One marriage was just acting, and this one is not.. So basically you just married one time ok.." he said.

"Par Shaadi toh hain na, asli ho ya nakli (But it's marriage na, be it true or fake!)" Khushi said.

"You have answers for everything on the tip of your tongue, right?" he asked sarcastically.

"Okay.. I'm quiet now.." she crossed her arms frowning.

"That was an answer too.." he added.

"But how can you get married to her, Chote?" Anjali asked widening her eyes, thinking about the probability that Arnav's property can land in Khushi's hands.

"What do you mean Di?" Arnav asked, "I hope that you're not stuck with the idea of making me marry with Sheetal till yet.."

"No Chote, we're happy that you got married to Khushi.. We're trying to get used to her and her lifestyle also.. It's just you didn't inform any of us, that you would be registering your married with Khushi.." Anjali faked a smile.

"Well you didn't inform me too, that you bribed a doctor to tell us about your fake accident and fake injuries!" Arnav said and folded his arms, with what's-your-reply-to-this look.

"Are wah.. Kya dialogue tha (What a dialogue)" Khushi clapped her hands smiling at her husband.

Arnav and Anjali glared at her and she smiled sheepishly.

"Please Chote forgive me.. I really didn't want to hurt you.." Anjali said crying.

"Bhai Di hasn't eaten anything since yesterday, why are you torturing her like this? Yes, she failed but how you can be so stone hearted to not forgive your Di? She forgave your so many mistakes and treated you like son and today she just failed one time and you're this much angry with her.." Akash spoke in defense of Anjali.

"Yeh Akash bohot smart hai (This Akash is very smart) using emotional blackmail to make Arnav ji forgive Di.." Khushi thought to herself watching their drama to convince Arnav.

Arnav walked to Anjali, and sat beside her on the couch, he caressed her cheek, "Next time don't lie to me, you know that I hate lies!"

Anjali nodded and hugged him tightly shedding fake tears, "Sorry.. I'm so sorry Chote.. I will never do it again.. Promise.."

Khushi looked away clutching her fist, "Control yourself Khushi.. Let them think they won.. I will come up with something big next time.. I won't let any of you rest Raizadas.. It's time for payback! And Akash.. the same emotional blackmail tactic you used in your favor, I will use same against you! Just wait and watch.."

While Raizadas took a sigh of relief, seeing Arnav behaving normally with them except NK, Arnav still doesn't talk with him and he got the news that he was fired from AR yesterday only, all the employees were gossiping about this yesterday making him feel embarrassed.

"You didn't do any good by coming here Khushi.. You spoiled my relationship with Bhai and got me fired from AR, I will make sure you pay for this.." NK whispered in Khushi's ear.

"Look who's speaking! A beggar who's staying at Sheesh Mahal thinking it to be his own mansion when reality is far from that.." Khushi mocked.

NK gritted his teeth, he raised his hand to slap Khushi but two hands stopped him at right time. Khushi looked at her sides, one was Arnav and at her left side was her father, Shashi. Both were dangerously glaring at NK.