Arnav opened his eyes lazily but widened seeing Khushi standing near his couch, smiling at him with tray of breakfast. She was behaving like typical wife, and he wonder if she start taking their drama in real.

He sat quickly and moved back a little, "Kya hai? (What is it?)"

"It's food, not poison!" Khushi replied confused with his kind of scared and confused reaction, "What happened? Why do you look scared? Did you saw nightmare?"

"Usually people see nightmare when they're sleeping, but I see it when I wake up!" he looked at her up and down.

"DM I really don't deserve this!" Khushi pouted, "I brought breakfast for him and he calls me nightmare!"

"But who brings breakfast with such a creepy smile?" he asked, "And why didn't you wake me up? You stood here smiling at me.. pagal ho kya?"

"I was training!" she gritted her teeth.

"Training what?" he raised his eyebrow.

"We both know we are not husband and wife right? But for Dadi ji, Maya aunt and Pinky ji we are the most cute and loving newly married couple!.. And today, my so called husband woke up late, they already cleaned the table.. and I can't let you stay hungry all day na.. so here I prepared your special breakfast!" she said.

"Oh, you didn't need to do this.. I would have managed!" he said rolling his eyes.

"This is what you used to do when you were bachelor, Mr.Raizada!" Khushi sat beside him, glaring at him as she pointed a knife to him angrily. Arnav widened his eyes and gulped, "Khushi pa..pagal ho kya?.. What are you doing?"

She smiled and took the bread slicing it, "Now you have a fake but still your wife who has to take care of you! Understood now?"

Arnav nodded, "To make me understand this, you don't need to point a knife at me ok!"

"I shouldn't even be explaining you this.. You very well know we're acting, now why are you asking me?" she frowned.

"Because we both are alone in this room okay.. How was I supposed to know that you were acting?" he gritted his teeth.

"Oh.." Khushi giggled, "Now I got it.. You got scared thinking that I start to believe that I'm your real wife, hain na? Don't worry I don't want to be Tangaballi's wife!"

"Move!" he gritted his teeth, signaling her to stand up as she was blocking his space to move.

"Why should I? You make a move and go to freshen up.." she shrugged, "Your coffee will get cold then!"

Arnav breathed in and out to control himself, "Khushi don't make me angry.. or else.."

"Or else what?" she smirked and swayed her hair to his side with attitude, "You can't do anything with me Tangaballi, or else I will complain to Dadi ji.."

Arnav closed his eyes getting lost in her fragrance, oh the smell of her hair.. drives him crazy!

Khushi frowned not getting a reply from his side, she looked at him and waved her hands, "Oyee.. Arnav ji.. are you sleeping like this? You better sleep for more time if you want, what's the need to wake up when you will start sleeping sitting like this?"

Arnav opened his eyes startled, "I'm not sleeping!"

"Then?" she asked confused, "Were you praying?"

"NO, whatever I was doing, it has nothing to do with you.. Now just move, and let me go to the bathroom!" he said.

"Nahin!" she said stubbornly.

"You still don't know me!" he smirked and lifted her standing. Khushi shouted, "Leave me.. it's not fair.. Leave me Arnav ji.."

Arnav walked to the bathroom, "My wife will help me freshen up today.. hain na Sweetheart?"

"NOOOO.." Khushi widened her eyes shouting, "Arnav ji put me down now.. I won't help you.. you know we're acting.. put me down!"

"Say sorry first.." he smirked tightening his grip on her.

"Kyun?" she frowned.

"For troubling me.. I hate it when someone spoils my mood in morning itself.." he said.

"I didn't spoil your mood.. You're always like this .. kadoos.. Laad governor!" she pouted.

"Khushi say sorry otherwise you'll enter in this bathroom with me!" he said.

"Sorry!" she looked away with cute angry eyes. Arnav put her down whispering, "Good girl!"

Khushi glared at him and walked to leave the room, Arnav smiled watching her go.

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Sheesh Mahal:

"Any news of Chote?" Nani asked sipping her tea as she looked at everyone with questioning eyes.

"Relax Nani.. We're not talking about a kid who doesn't know how to take care of himself.." Aman giggled.

Nani glared at him, he smiled sheepishly and looked back at his food.

"By the way, Aman you're so relaxed about this matter.. Isn't it that you know where bhai is and you don't want to tell us?" Akash asked suspiciously.

"I don't know about ASR.. but I'm happy that this marriage didn't happen, because it was without his consent.." Aman said.

"Look Aman, we're not forcing Chote to get married we're just thinking about him and his future.. He achieved his dreams now, why is he always denying to get married? That's why we had to take such a step.. If you know where he is, then please tell him to come back home!" Anjali said with worried face.

"I.don't.know.." Aman said stressing each word with a sweet smile on his face. Anjali just wanted to throw the juice on her hand to his face.

"Aman mamu.." Mahi ran to him smiling with a bunch of papers in her hand. Aman smiled, he took her in his lap, "Ale.. what is Mahi doing with these papers? Painting?"

"Nahin.." she nodded sideways, "Mahi is wolking like Arnav mamu does.. and yeh mele files!"

Aman laughed, he pinched his cheeks, "Oye.. it's not your age to work yet!"

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At night..

Arnav sat on the couch and switched the ladies favorite channel.

"Arnav ji/Chote/Bro.." the ladies whined and looking at him with crying face.

"I want to watch world cup! Tomorrow you will watch your serials ok.." he said consoling them.

"We have so many cups here at home.. And you want world cup why?" Khushi frowned.

Arnav face palmed, while Maya, Dadi and Pinky laughed.

"Meri Comedy piece.. I'm talking about soccer.." Arnav said rolling his eyes.

"I don't have any interest in soccer.." Khushi crossed her arms and looked away.

"But I do, so I'm watching it!" he said and stare at the TV screen.

"Chote.. How can you be so rude to your wife? If not for us, then for Khushi change to her channel na.." Dadi said.

"Leave it Dadi ji.. he's like this only.." Khushi said making faces.

"See.. She will get used to me Dadi.." Arnav said smirking and continued watching the world cup match.

"Should I bring popcorn for you?" Khushi asked smiling sweetly.

"Sure.. why not?" Arnav smirked more.

"I will bring it right now.." Khushi said and went to the kitchen.

"She's so sweet Chote and you're just opposite.. You didn't let her watch her channel still she went to make popcorns for you!" Maya said.

"She went to make poison for me Maya aunt!" Arnav thought, then replied to his aunt sighing, "Okay fine.. I will change the channel and she will eat her popcorns!"

Dadi and Pinky squealed in happiness.

Khushi returned smirking, she added much salt in the popcorn for him. She gave to him, but Arnav smirked returned to her, "Look I changed to your channel.. not you eat popcorns enjoying your serial.."

Khushi widened her eyes shocked, "What?.. But.. But I made it for you!"

"But I changed the channel for you!" he said, "And you have to eat these popcorns also!"

"Aww.." Dadi, Maya and Pinky smiled at them, little did they know what's the reason for the sweetness between them.

"Eat na.." Arnav smiled bringing the popcorn near her lips; Khushi opened her mouth slightly and shut her eyes tightly.

Suddenly she heard thud sound, she opened her eyes and saw the popcorns on the floor.

"Thank you DM.. thank you.. You saved me from eating these popcorns.." Khushi muttered smiling, "Ayee aye.. you performed a miracle for me.."

"I'm the one who dropped it.." Arnav looked at her in disbelief, "From where did you buy such bakwas brain now?"

"Aww.. I don't have bakwas brain ok.." Khushi pouted, "And why did you drop it? Didn't you want me to eat it?"

"I can't make a mad person taste its own madness.. Who knows it might turn you crazier than you are!" he said.

"What are both whispering to each other?" asked Dadi teasingly.

"Nothing.. I was wishing her Good night!" Arnav said and left from there.

Khushi smiled, "Aap kitne ajeeb hai.. (You're so strange).. Really it requires a heart and not brain to understand what you do and why.. Isliye I might have bakwas brain, but I have original heart ji.. I can see that you're good person.. You only show to the world that you're Laad governor.."

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Arshi's room:

Khushi walked in slowly and Arnav frowned, "Did your serial end so early? Don't they last for 30 min?"

"I thought to watch World cup with you!" she said and sat on the bed staring at the TV on their room.

"Really? Do you know what a goal means?" Arnav asked mocking her.

"You think you're funny but you're not ok!" she said making faces.

"I don't even want to be.. Can't steal your key success factor!" he smirked.

"I thought I would come here and ask you to be my friend and you're making fun of me.." Khushi pouted.

"Why do we need to be friends? We already crossed that line.. We're husband and wife!" he said irritating her more.

"Urghh.." Khushi gritted her teeth and buried her face on the pillow, "Watch your world cup alone now.. I wish the world start throwing cups at you now!"

Arnav chuckled, "I was alone.. You're the one who came!"

Khushi stood up and started walking to leave when she felt his hold on her.

"Comedy piece are you going to make popcorns for me? This time don't add to much salt ok!" he said smirking.

Khushi turned back and glared at him, she opened the door when she felt his hold on her. He closed the door fast and pinned her to it, "Why are you getting angry?.. I'm just kidding with you!"

Khushi didn't reply, she was stuck at words because of their closeness. She could feel his breath, his nose almost touching hers and his hand on her waist. She didn't move, just stood like a statue..

Arnav also stopped smiling, realizing the position they were in. His hands over her waist, she leaned on the wall and their faces close to each other. he raised his hand and cupped her face getting lost in her hazel eyes, he stare at her lips moving his face closer. Khushi closed her eyes feeling butterflies on her stomach.

Rabba vee.. Rabba vee..

"Yaaaaay.." the crowd cheered as the team scored one more goal.

Arnav and Khushi got startled, Arnav took a step back and looked away. Khushi looked down shyly not knowing what to do or what to say!

"Uh..woh.. do you want popcorn?" she asked awkwardly. Arnav nodded his head also feeling awkward.

"I will go and make it.." she said and opened the door, and quickly escaped from the door.

While Khushi went, Aman called Arnav. Arnav attend his call, "Hmm.."

"You don't know how much curious everyone here is to know where you're ASR.." Aman said and starts narrating him everything.

"ASR?.. Are you listening?" Aman asked. Arnav got startled, his mind was in what just happened minutes ago, and he wonders what magic this girl has to pulls him to her. Why did he even got so close to her? She's just a stranger and why his heart is treating her like his own?

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At kitchen..

Khushi walked here and there nervously, she patted her chest softly, "Why my heart is making this dhak dhak sound? What's happening with me?"

Khushi got angry with the non-stop dhak dhak, she start punching her chest, "Hey.. Heart don't beat me okay otherwise I will beat you too in Salman's style.."

Her mind went to what happened minutes ago, she gulped.

"Why did I let him come so close to me? And it didn't feel wrong.." she thought.

Dadi passed from kitchen and stare at Khushi beating herself. "What are you doing bitiya?"

"My heart is beating me Dadi ji.. it's doing dhak dhak.. I'm also beating him to stop!" Khushi pouted.

Dadi giggled, "You're so cute Khushi bitiya.. Chote was right.. You're his Comedy piece! He really needed someone who can make him laugh!"

Khushi widened her eyes and opened her mouth in big "O" shape.