Chapter 33

KHUSHI! KHUSHI!!

The voice boomed over the place as Khushi sighed in another room and replied back.

COMING!

She turned to people standing next to her with an apologetic smile.

Khushi: I have to see this. So Madhu and Kastur can you manage?

They nodded smiling as they knew where their madam was wanted. She had wonderful people around her and she had a beautiful family. Before their madam could cross the room threshold they heard another booming voice echoing the walls of the place.

AMMA!

Khushi rolled her eyes exasperated and shaking her head she marched out. Both Madhu and Kastur chuckled knowing about the fate of the owners of the voice. And they were not disappointed.

YEH KYA HAI? CAN'T YOU LET ME DO MY WORK IN PEACE. HAR WAQT KHUSHI... AMMA... KHUSHI.. AMMA!

Chuckling they continued their work. On the other side there were 2 culprits looking at each other glaring and looking sheepishly at Khushi!

Khushi: Speak up you both!

She asked placing her hands on her hips. She looked so adorable in that cute pink high collar anarkali with her hair open and a fringe falling over her face that she was trying to blow away in anger with very little success. Arnav had this urge to chuckle but seeing the other guy looking at him expectantly and Khushi looking at him glaring stopped him. The other guy sighed in disappointment while Khushi crossed her arms across her chest giving him ample view of her *ahem* B**bs which has been his weakness since their wedding night.

Sensing his eyes on her, private part, Khushi cleared her throat.

Khushi: Ahem! Arnavji! My face is what you should be seeing.

Arnav(mumbling): On safer side I prefer seeing your...

Khushi: Shut up! 2 bache ke baap hoke aise baat karne mein sharam nahi aati aapko?

I AM NOT A BACHA!

Now Khushi turns her glare to the other guy who was so sorry for distracting her and landing in trouble. He should have known his mother better! arhh! What all should a boy of 9 years endure?

Khushi: Akansh! You better behave! And why were you both yelling my name as if I was in next universe?

As if answering her query another booming voice echoed in the room. She looked at both her men who shrugged as if it was the reason and looked beyond her. She turned back and by the bed in the crib lay her and Arnav's daughter Akangsha who was crying her lungs out.

Khushi: Another one conspirating against me!

She rolled her eyes as she moved to the crib to handle her daughter. It was always like this. It's been 14 years since their marriage and 15 years since launch of Khushi in the fashion world. Her male regal collections "ADE" was instant hit in many countries and Arnav's feminine regal collections complimenting hers were named as "ARICIA" which was launched 1 year later and together "ADCIA" was ruling the fashion world and AR was the uncrowned king of the Designing world.

Following their engagement in Hawa Mahal Arnav and Khushi got married in the same place 15 days later in a very private but grand ceremony. They happily went on a honeymoon trip to Venice where Arnav's dream of getting her and making her completely his, got fulfilled.

Normally dirty talking Arnav, that day turned completely dirty and Khushi did not stay put in playing dirty. That was when he got his fascination to her particular anatomy while she got fascinated by his Butt! Which till today Arnav failed to understand why!

As both of them were at the peak of their careers, they planned their family accordingly and they were not ready to share each other with a third person, so their first child, Akansh was conceived nearly 4 years later who was now 10 years.

WHAT HAPPENED TO HER?

Arnav and Akansh asked her in chorus bringing her out of her train of thoughts that went years back. Khushi looked down to her daughter who was looking up at her with teary eyes and with her fist in her mouth as if trying to control her wail. Khushi looked at her and then removed her specs knowing that soon her Nth pair of spectacles will be broken by her.

Then she looked up at her husband who was still standing there with their son looking expectantly at her. Khushi made a gesture to Arnav showing Akansh and then door. Arnav understood.

Arnav: Little buddy!

He called kneeling down beside him. Akansh ran to his dad.

Akansh: Ha Papa.

Arnav: See I am sorry about the card. I was on a phone call ok? Why don't you make another one. Go to Amma and Papa's design room and work. No one will disturb you there.

Akansh: You better don't come there with your mobile talking to Aman uncle! When you talk actually when you are yelling at him, you just don't know what is going around you.

Khushi: AKANSH! Papa se aise baat nahi karte! RESPECT.

Khushi who was herself a kid managed to maintain a stern facade for her son who had all the mischiefs of both his parents. Akansh muttered a sorry and ran out of the room to their studio while Arnav came and sat next to Khushi on their bed.

Arnav held his daughter's head below Khushi's hand as he settled behind Khushi letting her lean on him to feed Akangsha. This was something Arnav did every time when he was around while Khushi was feeding.

Khushi tried removing the zipper of her salwar and Arnav helped her. Soon Khushi pulled one sleeve out and started feeding the angry and hungry baby while with other hand she tried to close herself with her duppatta, But never possible with Arnav around!

Arnav: Don't spoil my view!

Khushi: Arnav! You are not suppose to see like that when someone is feeding a baby.

Arnav: That rule is for someone not for husband! Moreover, I have been denied my appetite for a long time. At least let me have my full this way!

Khushi: Issh!! Arnav! At 43, they say that men grow up to become responsible and here you are growing up into something entirely different! behave of your age!

Arnav: Ah? Are you trying to tell me that I have grown old?

Khushi: Ask that to your mirror. It will clearly point to your grey hairs near your ears.

She said holding back her giggle looking at Arnav's face. Actually she was kidding. Those light little grey hairs were something that always attracted Khushi more to him. If not for the advice of her ob gyn after the difficult delivery of their daughter to stay away from certain things for some 50 days, she would have pounced on him every morning when he used to stand there in towel in front of the mirror gelling his hair! Uff!

Arnav: what if I ask you instead of mirror Khushi? Than mirror, its you who sees those hair with a big sigh every morning!

He asked as he moved more close behind her with a mischievous glint in his eyes. Khushi's cheeks warmed up knowing that he knew her little fantasy. She looked down to see that their daughter has had her stomach full and has slept. Arnav noticed the same and took her from Khushi's arms and placed her in her crib. He covered her neatly and gave her a kiss on her forehead. Khushi was about to move up and zip her dress when Arnav hurriedly went back to his position pulling Khushi on his lap.

Khushi: Arnav?

Arna's naughty hands pulled down her dress that she pulled up and slowly they went about trailing a path down her B***sts.

Arnav: Doctor said at least 45 days and I waited for 60 days. Now I have green flag from your ob Gyn Meher. So no more waiting. Darn woman! Everytime I see you with Akangsha, I don't know how I maintained my composure.

Khushi knew his obsession with that particular part of her anatomy. Khushi giggled and turned in his hold.

Khushi: Do you know, after 40, they say that men grow more attractive. But my husband is growing more sexy.

Saying she leaned to his lips. If Arnav grew sexy, Khushi grew demanding. He lowered her salwar and lowered her on the bed and himself on her as they kept their kiss on.

With every passing minute, the kiss grew more demanding. This fire between them had always been so explosive that they had to keep themselves apart to follow doctor's orders. But today there was not stopping them. When both came up for air, Arnav's shirt buttons were open, Khushi's salwar top was discarded and her bottoms were halfway down.

Arnav: Ahh!! you were not so full even during Akansh's birth. Woman you have grown more full and curvy. Urhh! Its gonna be very difficult to keep my hands off you.

Khushi pushed his shirt off him and slowly her hands went down to his fly and soon her hand had free access to him. Arnav gritted his teeth.

Khushi: Who is asking you to keep your hands of me you stupid laad governor?

Arnav chuckled hearing his name given by her. Be it happy or angry times, Khushi always addresses him by the same name. Shaking his head he discarded every scrap of material on their body and lowered himself on her. But before he could move on further, Khushi stopped him.

Khushi: Door?

Arnav: Locked. Now don't you dare stop me.

Then there was no stopping them. Silent sighs and feeble moans were all that were audible from that room while their daughter slept through all with a beautiful smile adorning her face very similar to that of her mother's.

ASHU!

A 35 years Ashwin turned to the voice where he saw his beautiful wife Kashish. She was 2 years elder to him and their love story was no less than a film itself. But Kashish being orphan made it easy. Arman and Arnav took it on them to convince the Gupta's for this marriage as Ashwin became almost Devdas. Khushi though was a little apprehensive, did support him as Ashwin's happiness was her priority. Now they were happily married for almost 8 years and they were proud parents of 5 year bubbly girl ANAYA.

Ashwin: Kya hai Kashish?

Kashish: Where is Khushi?

Ashwin: How do I know? We just came here and I am also searching for her.

Kashish: Ahh yes. If not for my lawyers meet, we could have been here early. Bichari she managed all the arrangements all alone. But I can't manage that bomb of your daughter alone. Only Khushi can manage her! Aate hi yeh Anaya bhaag ke kahin gayab ho gayi. I don't know where she went! Urh.. Yeh larki mujhe pagal kar degi.

She said keeping her palms on her forehead and Ahswin chuckled remembering his mother doing the same with Khushi. Anaya was actually more like Khushi in all mischief.

Ashwin: Relax Yaar. She will be here only. Its already nearly 4 in the evening. You go and check all the arrangements as the guests from long distances will start coming. I will take care of Anaya and check for Khushi. Even Jeeju is missing.

Here they were going bonkers with the function arrangements while here in the room, Arnav and Khushi were sleeping peacefully tangled with each other.

KHUSHI! ASR!! ARE YOU IN THERE?!

They heard loud voices outside that brought them out of their little nap after their lovemaking. Arnav stirred and saw that his daughter was also stirring from sleep. It would be only moments before she started taking the whole Hawa Mahal on her head. So he slowly released himself from Khushi and wore his tracks and went to open the door taking Akangsha in his arms only to see a parade of people outside looking at him as if he has grown 2 heads and 12 hands.

Arnav: WHAT?

Riddhima: WHAT THE! There the out of city guests have started coming and here you are peacefully sleeping?

Arman: Never expected this from you ASR!

Lavanya: Where is Khushi Bhai? Is she in there? Move aside. I should get her ready for the evening. In less than 2 hours you both should be making your appearance you know?

Lavanya was about to take a step when Arnav came on her way. Lavanya frowned at his block.

Arnav: She is.. Err.. sleeping. Let me wake her up and then call you. Then you can..

Lavanya: WHAT? SHE IS SLEEPING?

Arnav: Arey Akash Yaar! Take your wife from here man! Samjha karo!

Arnav went all red, just like the morning after their wedding night when Lavanya just like this came to wake them up as they had to leave for Venice, their honeymoon destination. Garima and Sasi understood. They shooed the crowd and left the couple. Arnav gave them a gratitudeful nod and went inside to wake up his very naked wife. While his daughter was all ready to wail her lungs out.

He went near her and kissed her forehead and tucked her silver fringes away as she slowly opened her eyes.

Arnav: Wake up. Its almost 4. We should get ready.

Khushi: What the 4? Oh NO!

Arnav: Relax. You fresh up and come. I will go to the nursery and get Akangsha and Akansh ready. Once you are done, go to Lavanya's room. She will do all the touch up. And don't forget to wear the saree I gave.

He winked at a very red Khushi and went out wearing a T shirt carrying his daughter.

Nearly an hour later Arnav was on the design studio of Hawa Mahal that was now being used as one of Arnav and Khushi's holiday home and relaxing place to get design ideas.

Arnav: Akansh! where are you. You should get ready.

Akansh: Here Papa!

He got a voice from below his table there. He went there and bent down to see his son with sketch pad sitting beneath the table and seriously analyzing his sketches.

Arnav: What are you doing here Akansh?

Akansh: Papa, I made a card. Will she like it?

Arnav: Who?

Akansh: Ruhi aur kon?