OS 'Khushi Khushi..' FINAL CHAPTER..Pg 17 - Page 7

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Ok, since Im such a sucker for the amazing response Ive got from all you folks..I couldnt resist typing away the next chapter... Hope you guys enjoy and leave comments..

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Chapter 8:

As Arnav woke up in Aakash's room the next day, the first thing that he thought of was the feel of Khushi in his arms last night… Was everything that happened yesterday, just a dream?? Arnav smiled…"No, of course not.. why else would I be sleeping in Aakash's room.." he told himself..

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As Arnav wandered down to the dining room, he saw Khushi.. his wife, Khushi.. laughing about something with Di in the kitchen..

"Arre, Chotey, tum utt gaye..Aaj tho sangeet hai, aur itna kaam baaki hai."

Khushi looked towards him…she saw that he was looking at her with the slightest of smile on his face..

He walked towards her and stood behind her as Anjali continued to speak to him about the guests and when they were arriving and what he needed to do…

Khushi felt his eyes on him as she stood hovering near the stove, trying to find odd things to do to prevent her knees from giving way.. just his presence, so near made her all weak kneed .. she was sure the whole of the RM could hear her loud heartbeats as he stood near..

" Helloo…haan panditji…" Anjali walked away as her phone rang..

Khushi stood still, not moving.. "Khushi.." he called to her softly and she turned quickly, wanting to appear normal instead of dizzy-eyed teenager… "Aap subah mein black coffee lete hain ya chai, wo maine dono hi bana diya.. bina shakkar ke… mujhe pata nahi thaa na.. isiliye.. aur.." she babbled, trying to hide how much like a love-struck girl she felt..

"Chai.. mein chai leta hoon.." said Arnav.. Smiling gently.. he realized she was just nervous, she always spoke too much when she was nervous, he knew that very well.

He moved a step closer to her.."Did you sleep well? .." he spoke in his low, husky voice..

"Wo, haan .. haan" she muttered.. and suddenly moved her hand, knocking the tea cup and its contents onto the floor…

"Arre, kya hua…" Anjali walked back, hearing the sound…

"Wo..wo..m..mere haath say…" Khushi stuttered.. looking embarrassed..

"Nothing, Di. Khushi was handing me the tea and I didn't hold onto the cup properly.. that's all"

"Sorry, Anjali ji.." Khushi said.. Anjali turned to her and gave her look.. "Maine bola na, Khushiji… agar aap mujhe abhi bhee Anjaliji bulaenge tho, I will not answer…" she teased.

"Sorry… D..Di"

"Why did his heart sing out when he heard her call his sister 'Di'…"

"Don't worry, Khushiji, I will have the servant clean this…You go ahead and leave, Payalji is waiting for you in the living room.. Aapko apne maa or babuji se milke vaapas jaldi aanaa hai na. Sangeet ke liye aapko vaapis aake thayyar hona hain, na?" said Anjali.

Arnav looked back at Khushi… why did his heart sting so much, just to hear that she will be away from him for a few hours..

Khushi looked at his as if asking him permission.."Mein jaaoon..AaArnavji.."

Arnav just nodded, swallowing deeply.. he didn't trust himself to say the words as his heart did not want to let her go..

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Back in the Gupta household, Maa, Buaji and babuji welcomed Khushi with tears of joy..

"Khushi bitiya.. we are so happy that Arnav bitwa agreed to marry you.. we will be forever indebted to him.. we know you also are not extremely fond of him.. but we know you did this for your family and for our payaliya..You will grow to like him, bitwa" said Buaji..

"Like..?" Khushi thought… " I think I may be way beyond that point, Buaji.." she told herself shyly..

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As Khushi arrived back in the RM.. the arrangements for the sangeet were in full progress..

"Khushi beta.. tum vaapis aa gaye? " asked Nani as she entered… Khushi bent down to touch her feet.."Mere Khushi bitiya hamesha khush rahe" smiled Nani…

Anjali walked in.."Khushi ji..".. she smiled..

"Please tell me what I you want me to take care of, Anjaliji..I mean, Di.. for the sangeet.."

"Arre, Khushiji aap tho abhi naye dulhan ho… you just get ready and come for the sangeet.. that's your responsibility" she said smilingly

"Shyam beta has left, Anjali bitiya…?" asked Nani.. Khushi froze..

Anjali started pouting.."Haan, wo Chotey unko airport chodne gaya hai.." "Wo Shyamji ke mamiji ko heart attack ho gaya, so he had to go to Lucknow to take care of her.. Shyamji, bhi naa.. sabka fikar rahta hain, unko.. I so wanted him to be here for Aakash's wedding… But…" Anjali explained to Khushi…

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As Khushi sat in Arnav's room, unpacking her clothes.. she was so lost in deep thought… just the mention of Shyamji's name was enough to bring back the dreaded memories of yesterday and the kidnapping..

"Khushi…." ….she didn't hear Arnav enter the room…"Khushi…." He said again taking a couple of steps closer to her…

She jumped and turned.. "Arnav..ji…" He was looking at her with concern…"Tum theek tho ho na, Khushi? Kya hua?" he asked..

"Wo, hum… Anja..Di bata rahi thi ki aap airport gaye the.."

Arnav understood.. "Shhh, don't worry about it.. don't think about him.. I have handled the situation for now and I need to do what is right for Di with minimal hurt to her or her marriage.." Arnav stopped as Khushi still looked upset..

He pulled her towards him.. clasped both is hands around her petite frame.. as if engulfing her in his arms to keep her away from all evil and all things bad…"

They stood there… the two souls..brought together by fate, as much as love..

It was then that Khushi saw what was on the bed…"was it…? It cant be…" she thought…it was the ghagra outfit that she had tried on when she had gone shopping with Lavanya…

"He has bought that for me.." her heart jumped..

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Loved it. Aww. He bought the ghagra. So sweet.

lovely update

Luved it!! Arnav is definitely the prince charming that every gal wants!!!
plz update fast!!!

So cute Arnav bought her the lengha!

awesome... fab update... i love the way they long for each other but can't be together...

Hello all,

I really cant wait for the episode today and figured the only way to get through the hours before are.. correct... by writing another chapter... Im so hot and bothered after writing this chapter 😳, the CVs better reward us with loads of rabba ve's today.. enjoy...

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Chapter 9:

Arnav kept looking at the clock and at the stairs.. couldn't time move quickly so that he may see his wife all dressed up in that pretty ghagra.. his heart stopped thinking back at her look of surprise on seeing the pretty dress.. You remembered, her eyes seemed to ask..

"Hey, Naanav… congratulations man, you are one lucky fellow, huh? Taking Khushiji away and marrying her before any of us could try our luck.." NK jokingly said bringing Arnav back to the present..Arnav was not amused.. and just gave him a blank stare

Guests had started arriving for the sangeet.. And as the Dulhe kaa bhai, he was busy receiving all of them and ensuring that they were well taken care of..

"Khushiji…." NK shouted excitedly… "Khushi ji… you are looking so beautiful… " as he went to escort her down the stairs..

Arnav turned … and stood there mesmerized…

She looked more lovelier in that outfit than the last time, if that was possible.. He forgot to stop breathing for a few moments.. Her hair.. gently blowing in the evening breeze, her eyes looking every so shyly, her arms decked with a stack of bangles,… and Argghhh why did NK have to hold her hand to escort her.. she was HIS wife…

Arnav excused himself from the guest he was chatting with and walked over.."NK, I will take it from here…" why couldn't he keep the jealousy out of his voice.

"Sure, Naanav.."

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As Khushi walked out of the room nervously, she thought to herself…"Hey Devi Mayya, please help me today.. it is the first biggest function of the Raizada Khaandaan that I am attending as a bahu. Let me prove that I am capable of this task. Let me not let him down, my Arnav…"

As she walked down the stairs.. Nanheji came to escort her down.. but, her eyes were looking around for her Arnav.. where was he.. she wanted to see a look of approval on his face..reassurance that she looked fine enough to be his wife…

Her eyes settled on this gorgeous man in a black sherwani… his shoulders ever so manly as if the sherwani's sole purpose in life was to adorn them… the auburn, almost red dupatta tossed ever so casually around his shoulders.. like they were beckoning at the red pallu of her own ghagra…

She saw the gentle look he gave her slowly give way to one of annoyance…

"Hey Devi Mayya… what have I done now.." she thought as Arnav said….."NK, I will take it from here…"

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As Di took Khushi away to meet and greet all the guests, Khushi put up her bravest face and took to the task at hand whole heartedly.. She knew that she wanted to make her family proud, most of all, she wanted to make him proud.. She mixed, mingled with guests, laughed and ensured that they were well entertained..

Everytime she looked over her shoulder or near her, trying to find him.. she saw that look that he gave her..there was anger there, definitely, she thought.. "What had she done now?.."

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"Arnav ji…" she had walked into the pool area, looking for him..

"Is there something wrong with the way I am dressed or behaved? You know, I don't want to be an embarrassment to either you or the Raizaada house.. I know my dressing.. has at times..you know, not appealed to you..But, I am tryin…"

He had taken two quick steps to her…"Oh, shut up, Khushi…" he said, lovingly this time..

"Par aap itne udaas kyun hai, Arnavji?…I cannot bear to see you like..." her eyes started to tear up…

He tilted her face up to meet his eyes…."Khushi Singh Raizada… you are unbelievable.." he said… wiping away her tears…

His fingers seemed to tease those few strands of her that had taken the liberty to fall on her face…

"Tumhe pata hain Khushi… I was thinking back to that Diwali night… you know the night when we nearly…" he stopped to watch her turn all crimson.."Of course, she remembered" he thought… a look of great satisfaction …

He caught her hands and brought her closer…"If you stay here, Khushi…I am not responsible for what happens next.." he said huskily…

Khushi did not move.."Khushi…." he said as he moved in to secure her lips.. softly at first, as if wanting to tease them.. as if stoking her fire… wanting her to want him as badly as he wanted her.. and then she let out this soft, passionate moan… that was his undoing… he held her more closely, intensifying the kiss..

"Chalo maiyya ke bhavan, bhavan…chalo maiyya ke bha…" her phone sang away…

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