Chapter 2
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It was on Payal and Akash's reception ceremony, when NK had popped the question to Khushi. Both the Raizadas and the Guptas were stunned at NK's antiques, going all down on one knee and proposing marriage to Khushi Kumari Gupta. Everyone seemed elated, Khushi's buaji already commending NK for his chivalrous ways and Khushi, well Khushi was flattered if not anything more than that.
But there was one person in the room whose heart felt like it would cannonball out of his body any time now. Fearing he'd be unable to bear if Khushi accepted NK's proposal, he stormed out of the hall.
She can't do this to me.
What? What is wrong with me. I don't care if she agrees to marry that NK. She could marry whoever she wants for god's sake. He didn't care.
He decided to return to the party. He is Arnav Singh Raizada and his will power knew better than falling weak to stupid people and their stupid antiques. Stupid.
But who was he kidding. Every time he'd see them together, Khushi throwing her head back and laughing at something, obviously obnoxious that NK said, his breathing sulked. Arnav had no idea he was capable of experiencing this much of jealousy.
"Ab jo bhi kaho, ye dono saath mein bade ache lagte hain. He heard one of the guests talk. Control, Arnav. Deep breathe in, and out. He forced himself not to create a scene here but at that moment all he wanted to do was shout at all these people and shut them up. They don't know anything.
After the event when it was time for everyone to go home, Arnav couldn't hold back anymore. Before NK could ask Khushi to drop her home, he grabbed her hand and pulled her out of the house and straight into the car.
"Arnav ji! Ye kya badtameezi hain?" she shrieked as Arnav locked the doors and started the engine.
"Kyun? Problem kya hain?" he spoke gritting his teeth. His grip on the steering was so strong that his knuckles went white. Khushi feared he'd break the wheel. "Isse pehle toh main hi tumhe ghar drop karta tha. Ab kya problem ho raha hain?"
The car came to an abrupt halt as arnav screeched brakes. "Oh wait. How could I forget? Ab toh tum uss NK ki wife banne wali ho."
His eyes darted at Khushi. When she looked at him, she saw red. He was fuming with anger..and jealousy?
"Bas Arnav ji Khushi screamed. "Aap humse aise baat nahi kar sakte."
"Kya jawab dia tumne us NK ko?" he screamed back.
Khushi couldn't believe what she saw in front of her. A jealous ASR? Can that even happen?
"Aap ko usse kya?" she retorted, realising what is happening. Arnav Singh Raizada was jealous, and jealous beyond limits. "Aur waise bhi, Nanhe ji achhe insaan hain. Aur kitna khayal rakhte hain humari."
"Toh tumne han kaha." Arnav spoke with the same rough manner as before while starting the car. He pressed the accelerator pedal and the car starting moving at highest speed.
Arnav was hurt and hurt so bad that he admitted to himself that he was awfully jealous. How could Khushi do this? She has barely known this guy for a month and now she's agreeing to marry him?
Khushi felt like her heart was on her sleeves. Literally. She was unable to figure what is happening. On one side she was surprised at Arnav's jealousy while on the other side, scared at how he is reacting. He was losing his mind, and she hated high speed car rides.
When they reached her house, Khushi felt like her soul settle back into her body. She huffed and looked at Arnav who was sitting stern.
"Good bye, Khushi Kumari Gupta. And congratulations" he muttered without looking at her.
"Aapko yaad hain uss din aap humse shart lagaye thhe?" she spoke. Arnav listened, still not knowing where this was heading to. But when he felt her face dangerously close to his and her warm breath over his cheeks, his eyes widened.
Khushi kissed him. A light peck on his left cheek, barely lasted for a second. But for Arnav, time had stopped still for the first time.
And he was lost.
"Dekha Mr. Arnav Singh Raizada Khushi whispered into his ears. "Akhir mein jeet meri hui."
Arnav turned to face her but she was already unlocking the door. He wanted to grab her hand and pull her back but she was already out, running, her anklets tinkling as she did.
Of all the things that Khushi Kumari Gupta was, predictable was not one of them.
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