Arhi FF: Retribution (part 11 updated pg 55) - Page 13

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Part 5

Hello everyone. I am contemplating whether to turn this into a fanfic because I feel I might end of rushing this if i leave it as a short story. I want to start adding flashbacks from their married life together. I'm undecided so tell me what you think. Anyways here is part 5. Enjoy! It's inspired by the recent bangles debacle. 😉 Btw anyone who would like PMs please buddy me otherwise I won't know.

They drove in silence. All that could be heard was the gentle purring of the engine as the rather out-of-place jeep made its way through the winding country lanes. Khushi revelled in the silence and peace of the rural surroundings before they hit the busy, traffic-congested, noisy streets of Delhi. In fact she would have enjoyed the silence more if it weren't for a certain someone's proximity running havoc on her senses. She found herself both wishing they would reach their destination soon to end the constant palpitations of her heart but also wishing they wouldn't ever reach for fear of what was to come. She mentally cursed herself for the billionth time. What in the world was she thinking when she agreed to go back "home"?

"It's not even your home anymore Khushi!" she mentally grumbled. And what was Arnavji thinking? Did he want to pretend the last year didn't happen and go back to playing happy families? Khushi squeezed her eyes shut, feeling the onset of a terrible headache. She couldn't do that-it was all getting too much for her.

"Don't you think you're giving the trees too much attention Khushi? I'm a little jealous."

Khushi's eyes snapped open as his silky voice broke her train of thought. She glanced quickly at the driver but his face was fixed beyond the windscreen, an expression of concentration stuck to his face. Khushi furrowed her eyebrows. Had she imagined his voice? "Huh'" came her disorientated reply.

Arnav turned his head towards her, bemused. He simply gave her a blank look and returned to the task at hand. Khushi sighed and returned herself to looking absentmindedly outside her window.

"You look really sexy when you're confused." Khushi's head snapped once again in the direction of her husband but he was still staring beyond the windscreen, with the same steely expression. Khushi took a prolonged stare, and blinked several times. That was his voice right?

"Did you say something?" she asked. Arnav cocked his head to look at her, confused.

"Nope. Why?" came his amused reply before once again turning his attention back to the road ahead.

Khushi scrutinised him for several seconds before resigning. She shook her head. Khushi you are losing the plot! Arnav Singh Raizada would NEVER say anything like that!

"You neck looks delectable. Can I kiss it?" Khushi blushed and awkwardly readjusted her duputta. What shameful thoughts was she thinking?! She had seriously lost the plot. She felt her face flush. She kept looking out the window, trying to conceal her face so he wouldn't notice her blush.

"You look even sexier when you blush." Khushi could feel herself turn crimson as she shut her eyes and tried to calm herself. Her heart was beating outrageously fast for some absurd reason!

"Khushi you have seriously gone crazy!" she murmured under her breath. Her eyes opened when she heard a deep chuckle. Cocking her head up, her eyes widened in horror as she came face to face with a smug looking Mr Arnav Singh Raizada.

"Aap'" she gasped. She blushed, and her face turned even hotter if possible. As she stared at him, she found herself dumbstruck. He let out another throaty chuckle before remarking, "you're so cute", before returning once again his full attention to the road.

Khushi stared, fuming. Why the hell was she lost for words?!

"Aap-" she began, causing him to smile. Seeing him smile, Khushi's anger dissipated. She looked down and awkwardly readjusted her duputta once again, trying desperately this time to give her own full attention to the trees outside her window.

***

Khushi jolted as the car came to a sudden halt. She looked around herself and her heart skipped a beat. They were here and she hadn't even noticed...

Arnav sighed and slowly looked in the direction of his wife. "We're here," he announced softly, almost a whisper. Khushi lifted her worried eyes to look at him. Catching his eye though, she immediately turned her attention to her hands in her lap. Arnav let out a long sigh as he pulled the key out of the ignition.

"Khushi."

"Hmm'" she looked dazed and she still refused to look up. He felt his heart squeeze involuntarily. His eyes narrowed. When would she be ready?

"You go on ahead. I'll bring the luggage." Her face immediately looked concerned but she did not reply.

"Khushi?"

"Hmm'"

"Did you hear me?"

She slowly nodded, still not diverting her attention away from her lap, and made to open the door. Arnav waited while she hesitantly got out. Sighing, he followed her out.

As she braced the chill of the breeze, Khushi started to shiver. She felt her stomach do flips. Arnav took off his jacket at once and wrapped it round his quivering wife from behind. He stayed behind her longer than necessary as he watched her looking down at the ground. His eyes narrowed. He needed to reassure her. He leaned in and whispered against her ear. "Don't worry. Nobody's at home at the moment."

Khushi's eyes widened as she stepped forward. She turned around slowly to meet the face of her husband. She nodded briefly to express her appreciation. With that, she turned on her heels as Arnav watched his huddled wife tentatively walk towards the threshold of their new life.

***

Khushi reluctantly rang the doorbell of the Raizada mansion to be greeted by a surprised Jai Prakashiji.

"Didi aap...aaiye na." Khushi simply nodded and hesitantly walked into the familiar mansion.

Her eyes darted around for any familiar faces. "Jai Prakashji, is anyone at home?"

"No didi, everyone's gone out to the temple." Khushi breathed a sigh of relief.

"Theek hai, aap jaaiye." Jai Prakash nodded and headed off in the direction of the kitchen.

Khushi took deep breaths to compose herself. What was she to do now? Was this all really happening? Desperately she tried to push out all the bitter memories that came rushing to head. Bracing herself, she walked the path to Mr Arnav Singh Raizada's room-a path she found that was still very much engrained in her memory.

***

Khushi's heart skipped a beat when she reached the large double doors, marking the barrier into the room. Taking a deep breath, she opened the door, keeping her eyes shut. She didn't know what she expected to find there but she slowly opened her eyes to find the room was exactly the way it was when she left it a year ago. The same feeling of emptiness resided in there. Her heart sank. She didn't know why but it affected her that her absence had had no impact on the state of the room or the house whatsoever. Khushi sighed and she stepped into the room. It was the same as it had always been-she was a nonentity.

Scanning her surrounding she felt wary, as if she had no right to be in this place. Catching a glimpse of her fatigued self in the mirror, she resolved it best for her to make her way to the bathroom to freshen up. Opening the wardrobe, her eyes widened as she found her towel, the yellow one she had left behind. She stared at the towel for a few moments, stroking it fondly, feeling her heart beat fast. Khushi shook her head, at once realising the absurdity in her thinking. It was only a towel-it didn't change anything.

She was just about to close the wardrobe when her eyes rested on a blue gift bag. Further observation led her to see that it was addressed "Khushi". Khushi's breath hitched. Her shaking fingers reached for the bag. Inside she found a long rectangular wrapped box. Trying futilely to calm herself, her trembling fingers went to undo the ribbon. Opening the lid of the box, she gasped. Her eyes immediately watered, tears threatening to spill from her tired eyes.

She started when she smelt his distinctive perfume creep up onto her. She felt her knees go weak as she heard the soft whisper in her ear of "Happy Anniversary."

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omg!!! this is soo cute. love that arnav wants to reassure khushi went entering the rM. THE ANNERVESERY GIFT IS PERFECT. he rememberedtoo. :')