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Chapter 19 - Angry Arnav, Soft Anjali!

"Can I help you Bhabhi?" Aman asked as he saw Khushi staring curiously at Akash's cabin.

"No.. I'm fine.." Khushi faked a smile and shook her head.

"Trust me.. I can be very useful!" Aman smirked glancing at Akash's cabin.

"You know about my plan?" Khushi widened her eyes in shock.

"Hmm.. So there's a plan!" Aman raised his eyebrow, "Can I know what you're upto Bhabhi?"

"Aww.. You fooled me to get the truth from me?" Khushi looked at him with open mouth.

"What to do Bhabhi? I've to stay alert to everything and everyone related to Arnav.. I'm only doing my duty, when I saw you asking the receptionist for Akash then only I got curious to know what you wanted to talk with Akash.." Aman said chuckling.

Khushi felt that she can trust Aman, so she told him everything and her plans made by now. Aman listenened to her words carefully.

When she finished she looked at him eagerly waiting for his reply. Aman looked at her once and suddenly hugged her tightly smiling, "Where were you till now Bhabhi? Where were you?"

Arnav and Akash walked towards the corridor and watch this scene. Akash smirked evilly, "Looks like Khushi Bhabhi is very close to Aman, hain na Bhai?"

"What do you mean?" Arnav asked.

"I mean that she isn't so close with us as much she is with Aman.." Akash replied.

"That's because you guys rejected her first and Aman didn't had any problem with her being my wife.. They became friends from that time!" Arnav said in no-nonsense tone and went to his cabin to finish his works.

Akash clutched his fist angrily, "Why? Why do you trust this girl so much? Urgh.. I never thought a mere middle class girl would make me work this much to defeat her.. But no problem, Khushi Kumari Gupta I never accept defeat and this game is everything to me.. I will never lose because of you! Be prepared for the biggest shock of your life!"

"He's here.." Khushi whispered to Aman and they started acting like chatting about random things. Akash passed from them glaring at Khushi and walked in his cabin.

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AR's Cafeteria

"So Sheetal is also out now.. That's wonderful news.." Aman smiled happily.

"Now it's Akash's time.. You see NK and Sheetal were easy because I had something to use against them.. But Akash no.. Akash is a good brother in Arnav Ji's eyes.. How will I prove him wrong?" Khushi said worriedly.

"That's true.. Akash is very cunning, in fact all Raizadas except Mama ji are like this.. Khushi Bhabhi they're acting for God knows how many years and whatever happens they won't let Arnav know that they hate him and are behind him.. Many times I thought to say this to Arnav, his family's truth but I knew it I wouldn't be able to.. This plan was very well made by them.. Arnav loves and trust them more than himself.. It's only because of you, that now I'm seeing few arguments between him and Anjali, he kicked NK out of Sheesh Mahal and accepted you as his wife against their wishes.. Only you brought these changes in him. But trust me, we didn't win yet Khushi Bhabhi .. It will be very difficult to make Arnav see his family's truth.." Aman said in warning tone.

"What can we do now?" Khushi pouted.

Both sipped their coffee thinking about the plan.

"Got an idea!" Aman smirked, "Arnav told me that you're organising a reception party tomorrow na.."

"Yes.." Khushi nodded.

"Arnav gave this responsibility to Akash only, means Akash is the one who will make all party arrangements.. What if we spoil the arrangements and Akash misbehaves with you at the party night? What if Arnav see all this?" Aman winked.

"Great idea.. Arnav ji will see that his good and innocent brother is not what he looks like.." Khushi widened her eyes smiling.

"Wahi toh (That's it)" Aman smiled and both high five.

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Arnav's cabin:

Arnav was staring at his and Khushi's picture they took in his farm house when they got married. He shook his head in disbelief seeing the picture where Khushi's pouting, but then smiled seeing the second picture that they took staring at the mirror. That was just perfect one..

He smiled staring at their picture, then left his phone on table and leaned his head on chair sighing, "I met a crazy girl during my trip to Chennai and she became my wife.. This is just unbelievable! What has happened with you ASR? You plan everything in your life, then how come she's just made an entry in my life and messed up everything? Here I thought I would never get married and now I can't get this Comedy piece out of my mind.. "

His thoughts were disturbed with a knock on the door. "Come in.." he quickly put up his ASR's mask and sat properly on the chair.

"ASR can you come downstairs for a while?" an employee said with crying look.

"Hmm.." Arnav looked at her confused and stood up heading downstairs as he knows his Comedy piece is around, so something she must be cooking up here.

As they reached downstairs, they went to a room where models were practicing ramp walk. But instead of the normal scene, he caught them dancing freestyle Hindi songs with his Wife!

"Yes.. Yes.. Dance like this only.. Don't waste time in just walking on ramp!" Khushi giggled chirpily.

Arnav almost gasped, was she encouraging his models to leave his work and start dancing?

"Look at yourself.. Do you even eat at home ahn? Go and eat vada pav, gol gappe and yes don't forget my jalebis otherwise you will disappear from this world like this, so thin!" Khushi pouted scolding one model who looked weirdly at her.

She looked at other model and widened her eyes, "Where are your cheeks girl? (she looked back at model she spoke with seconds ago) See her cheeks already disappeared, now her body will start also.. If you don't want this state for yourself then go home and eat something.."

"You know if you continue like this fit and all.. On strong windy days, you will fly away having no control of your body.." she pouted warning them.

"Oh really.." Arnav folded his arms staring at her, "Have you ever looked at yourself?"

"I might be slim but I've chubby cheeks and very heavy also so strong wind can't take me away.. But your non-smiling living thin and fit models don't have chubby cheeks like mine!" she put her hands on her hip.

"Everyone back to work.." Arnav shouted and the models quickly set to work afraid of him.

He pulled Khushi with him, Khushi looked back at the models smiling, she shouted: Don't forget my advises okay.. Go and home and eat fully!

"Khushi just stop it.." Arnav glared at her, taking her outside AR building.

"What the hell are you doing there? They are models and that's their profession.. They do eat but according to their diets.. Which you won't understand because you have no limits on food.. Always eating junk and unhealthy food.. Don't talk about things you have no idea about and please keep your madness limited to our house only, don't embarrass me like this in my office.." he shouted angrily.

Khushi looked at him with tears brimming in her eyes. She walked towards the car and he followed her, "Khushi wait.. I will drop you!"

"No need.. I will go with Ram uncle.." she said and got in the car pleading the driver to go.

Arnav looked at the car disappearing from his sight with guilty look.

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At some restaurant..

"Chote asked me to meet you here.." Anjali said sternly.

"Me also.. He said we should talk about Mahi!" Shyam said politely.

"So you want to take my daughter away from me? How will you raise her without money? Do you even know Mahi wears designed dresses, play with expensive toys, she went to trips at most beautiful countries.. Can you afford that for her?" Anjali raised her brows.

"Anjali let's just start this over again.. Forget about your ego, stop just thinking about yourself, your money, your luxurious lifestyle etcetera.. I will also forget my ego and my problems.. Let's talk only as Mahi's parents.. Ok?" Shyam asked.

"Okay.." Anjali sighed and nodded her head.

"Let's think from Mahi's point of view.. You know all of us needs parents by our side when we're kids.. You also needed them Anjali and I know about your terrible past.. you lost both your parents, did you ever missed them? " Shyam asked.

"Of course I missed them.. Everyday I would cry for them, cry to have them but I couldn't.. They were away from me.. I had to be strong to fight for me and as well for Chote also.." she gulped with moist eyes.

"Then think about Mahi.. You lost your parents, but she didn't.. We are still alive but are making her feel as if we're not with her.. Mahi craves for your love and my love.. She needs us.. She doesn't need expensive clothes, food or toys.. No trip to beautiful countries can bring the happiness that she needs from us.. Only we can make her happy.. I'm afraid that little girl might fall in depression if we continue like this.. You're more worried about your life Anjali.. Admit it.. Do you even look at her once you wake up? Do you give your attention to your baby? I can't also be with her all the time.. Only Arnav is doing what we both should be doing.." Shyam said.

Anjali didn't reply to him, she got lost in thoughts staring at nothing in particular with tears in her eyes.

"Anjali.." Shyam held her hand gently which made her jerk and looked at him numbly.

"I don't want to snatch a daughter from her mother.. If you don't mind, then can we go on a trip with Mahi.. Just the three of us.." Shyam said.

"But.. How would that help?" Anjali raised her eyebrow.

"Just say yes or no?" Shyam asked.

"Yes.." she nodded blinking her eyes.

"Thank you so much Khushi for this idea.. I will try my best to change Anjali and give happiness to my baby girl in this trip.." Shyam thought smiling to himself.

"We are leaving tonight to Switzerland.." Shyam exclaimed.

"Thank God you choose a nice place!" Anjali rolled her eyes. Shyam made a face, there she is back at being rude and arrogant Anjali!

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