'Guess what's today?'

Khushi looked at her husband unenthusiastically for she had to avert her eyes from her phone to him. He slipped closer to her and gently tucked a hair strand behind her ear.

She narrowed her eyes at that look in his eyes. She knew it too well. But she wanted him to speak, to listen to what he's got to say.

Arnav - It's our anniversary.

His smile won't fade away as he declared it happily and kept her hand on her shoulder which she shrugged off.

Khushi - It's not. Our anniversary is in 4 months yet.

Arnav - You don't remember? Wow, usually it's me who forgets all the important dates. This time the tables have turned.

She frowned pondering over all the important dates and days of their married life. It was just a usual day.

Arnav - It's the 6th June Khushi. We first met that day.

She opened her mouth in half gasp now getting it and smiled a bit but then as soon he rested his hand on her stomach and leaned forward she pushed him away.

Arnav - What the-

Khushi - No nothing! You keep taking some random anniversaries as excuses to make love. This is not the only way to celebrate an anniversary.

He steadied himself on his side and nodded in denial at his wife's behaviour.

Arnav - This is exactly how a couple celebrates their anniversaries!

Khushi - No. It's not. And now shut up and let me check through facebook.

He gritted his teeth as she went back to through her newsfeed. Ever since she discovered Facebook and Instagram, she's become addicted. She'll check it first thing in the morning and last thing at night. Even sex wasn't important to her sometimes. And it irritated him.

Arnav - What the hell Khushi. Stop wasting time on these stupid apps. If not for celebration, then at least as your wifey duty-

Khushi - Oh great. My duty! Of course, pleasing my husband in every way is my duty, right?

She put on a sarcastic smile before fading it away and flaring her nostrils.

Khushi - This is not the middle age anymore. I'm an equal partner in this marriage and have all the rights to deny you whenever I don't want to sleep with you. Nothing is my duty! The only duty I have is towards me and my self-respect.

He raised one brow at her and pouted his face in an adorable smile. The feminist pages on Facebook she follows have their effect on her, from time to time and only in front of him. Never ever does she talk back in front of the family. That time she's only the perfect Raizada babu. Only inside their bedroom she's his feminist wife. And to be true, he was proud of her for seeing her self worth and finally letting go of her thinking that husband is God and all that bullshit.

Arnav - Ok, not as a duty but for love's sake. Come on.

He leaned ahead and spoke huskily in her ear while nuzzling his nose in her neck. Irritated, she pulled back more to the other side of the pillow.

Khushi - Arnavji, just keep quiet! It's 12:30. You have to go to office tomorrow, so sleep. Good night.

She pulled the quilt on him and turned her back to him. He saw her clearly not pleased with this treatment and clenched his hands in fist wanting to smash her phone on the wall.

So he switched off the light of his side and laid down to sleep in anger while she stayed for a while on Insta before dozing off.

*

The next morning she woke up and for an hour stayed in bed, scrolling through FB and Insta again. He got ready in that while to go to office. Their eyes met sooner or later as they kept looking at each other now and then. Both waited for the other to speak but neither one did until she finally kept her phone away and got out of bed.

She moved to him at the mirror and wrapped her arms around his neck. She kissed his cheek with a smile.

Khushi - Good morning hubby ji.

He removed her arms and continued tying his tie. She widened her mouth in awe.

Khushi - Hawww, you're angry with me? That even today? On the day we met? Remember? It's been 7 years now!

He didn't react to any of her words and stepped to the cupboard to take his blazer. She flared her nostrils.

Khushi - Fine. Stay angry. Your loss. I would have been generous, now I won't even kiss you.

He grabbed his coat and bag just giving her a stern look.

Arnav - Ya, you got your phone for that. Be generous with it.

He commented before walking out and leaving her dumbstruck.

She put her hands on her hips blowing on her hanging hair strands.

Khushi - Laad Governor!

*

Arnav - What the-! Why is it so dark here?

He entered the studio and already started swearing. Aman asked him to come to the studio to have a look at the rehearsals going on for next show.

He walked further inside the studio to see if anyone is there but it didn't seem so. He turned to leave and got his phone out of the pocket to call Aman but felt a breeze at sudden. He turned and stepped ahead following his heart.

Arnav - Khushi?

He stood just in front of the runway and then suddenly the lights went on. He saw the future just for few seconds before she fell down for him to catch in his arms.

And now he looked at her, there she was, in the same green dress as 7 years ago. He was mesmerized and bewildered at the same time. She was looking amazing, just like seven years ago. But what was she doing here?

Probably this is her plan of making up to him. And it worked. He smiled at her as she tightened her grip around his nape. He scanned her from head to toe. She blushed as his eyes stopped at her lips.

Khushi - So, my Arnavji still angry?

He looked at her and smirked.

Arnav - So you don't care ha?

She twisted her mouth. He couldn't let go of it, could he?

Khushi - Well, this day where I fell in your arms won't come again and again. You may not care but I do. It just comes once a year and I don't want to spoil it. It's such a beautiful memory. Can't you just let go of your ego and celebrate this day?

Arnav - That's all I want. You, me and some quality time!

She bit her lower lip smiling and played with his button.

Khushi - But the full packet. Not just the part you like the most.

He chuckled and kissed her forehead still carrying her in his arms.

Arnav - I'll take leave and we'll go out.

She hugged him cheerfully. He closed his eyes enjoying the feel for that while. But he longed for more.

Arnav - Right after we make love.

He started walking to the backside area, towards the dressing rooms. She coloured looking down but pulled her phone out of the waist. She had it tucked inside her skirt.

Khushi - But first, let's take a selfie like this. I'll post it on Insta.

She held it up with one hand to capture a photo of them but he didn't put a picture ready smile. She looked at him irritated which caused him to smirk as he moved forward again.

Arnav - I have a better idea. We'll make a Sex tape.

She gasped, dumbfounded at his shamelessness and smacked him lightly.

Khushi - Shut up. Laad Governor kahin ke.

She glared him first but then eventually smiled as his smirk didn't fade. And the day was well spent.

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Happy 7th IPKKND Anniversary Arshians!!!