Chapter 39
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[MEMBERSONLY]
[NOCOPY]
MARRYING KHUSHI
Part 33
Section 3
That evening, a grand party was organised at RM for ASR's colleagues and fellow businessmen.
The lawn and house were filled with people dressed in formal clothes.
Khushi & Payal were wearing red designer saris gifted by Anjali.
(Payal)
Payal had put up her hair, and Khushi's hair was unbound. Both of them looked so beautiful that all eyes rested on them for long moments before passing on.
"Khushi, you look beautiful." ASR complimented her.
Khushi smiled slightly and looked away, nervous. What did it matter to him how good or bad she looked. His eyes were sure to stray to other women. Her heart bled.
"Khushi, don't worry. They are all just acquaintances. You don't even have to remember their names. They will greet you & Payal & move on." He tried to put her at ease.
"Ji." she replied obediently, looking down at the pleats of her sari.
Soon, the introductions started.
"Khushi, this is Ashok Merchant. He runs Merchant Financial Services across India." ASR introduced a handsome boy who did not look old enough to run a race, let alone a firm.
"Khushi, I am so glad to meet you." Flirty eyes twinkled in her direction. He caught hold of her hand and tried to kiss it. She pulled it back in affront before the kiss could land.
ASR's jaw clenched. His fingers curled in to his palms.
"Your friends are looking for you." ASR managed to growl.
Disappointed that Khushi wouldn't play, the boy went to join like-minded friends.
Khushi wiped her hand in the pallu of her sari.
"ASR!" the shrill cry almost tore his eardrums.
It was Mona, a model who had worked for his firm in the past and was now married to the head of Malhotra Enterprises, Kapil Malhotra.
ASR turned to look at Khushi's face. Yes! Success went to his head like the rush of good wine. Her face was pale and her eyes rested on Mona with an expression of dislike and fear.
"Mona!" ASR's husky voice cooed.
Had Aman been privileged to hear ASR cooing at Mona, or at anybody for that matter, he would have had a heart attack. Thankfully, he was at the other end of the room.
Mona's step faltered. Why was ASR so polite to her? Normally he avoided her because she talked too much! Her eyes fell on Khushi standing next to him. Maybe he was trying to show his beautiful wife that he was a gentleman and had good manners.
Mona smiled uncertainly as she approached them.
ASR opened his arms and leaned forward. Mona air kissed him, her cheek slightly brushing his. Why was he letting her air kiss him when he normally barely shook hands with her? Mona wondered.
Khushi grit her teeth. Her fingers closed around the pallu with murderous intentions. Her eyes shot fire at her husband and promised him swift payment. Her blood boiled and her hands itched to throw something at his smirking face.
ASR smiled at Khushi.
Mona gulped. ASR could smile? If only her husband had accompanied her to the party. He would have been able to witness this rare sight!
"Khushi, this is my friend, Mona. Mona, my wife, Khushi." ASR was all smiles as he introduced the two ladies to each other.
Mona's eyes bulged. She was ASR's friend? Since when? She hugged Khushi who swallowed her ire and stood in her place with great difficulty.
Mona would have liked to chatter to Khushi, but many people were waiting impatiently in the line behind her. She moved away, all smiles.
The party was over at midnight, and an army of helpers was clearing the furniture and decorations, the plates and glasses, the balloons and flowers, the lights and the chairs.
Khushi had retired to her room and ASR followed her, eager, anticipating an outburst from her.
He pushed open the door and his pillow hit him squarely on the face.
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