SS - Khadoos Laad Governor -New Snippet: Pg28 & 29

"Khushi, chotey tumse aise baat karta hai aur tum kitni pyaar se peshate ho?" Anjali put her hand on her sister-in-laws shoulder.

"hmmm kabhi kabhi hota hai, phir sochti hu ke kuch log aise bhi to hai jo upar se gud ki tarah meetha hai per unke andar karwahat vish banke rehta hai. Phir sochti hoon ke issi behetar mera khadoos laad governor hai, jo ke upar se bilkul kerele ke tarha karwa hai per agar andar jhaak ke dekho to dil bohut saaf hai unka." Khushi smiled thinking about Shyam and the circumstances of her marriage. Another image crept into her mind and a blush crept over her. An image of the feared Arnav Singh Raizada lost in the throes of love-making. Of entwined limbs and hoarse whispers and throaty moans. Some his, some hers. How a man could be so harsh to her by daylight yet be the gentlest lover by night.

"Kya hua Khushi, kaha kho gayi ho"

"Who kya bimari hai di, jaha pe ek admi ke ander do personality hoti hai?"

"Schizophrenia?" Anjali enquired quizzically.

"haan, hume lagta hai apke bhai ko check karwa lenik chaiye!"

"Khushi!" Anjali slapped her playfully and as if on queue her phone rang

"Chotey!" Anjali exclaimed pointing her finger to the phone for Khushis benefit. "Lambi umar hai tumhara. Abhi tumhare hi baat kar rahe the!"

"Kyaa baat?" Arnav enquired gruffly

"Tumhari bivi bol rahi thi ke tumhe Schizophrenia hai!" Anjali giggled

"What the? Subha se bakwas khatam nahi hui uski? Khud to pagal hai aur saat saat puri ghar ko pagal kar ke rakhi hai."

"Waise tumne phone kyu ki?" Anjali ignored his rant. "Haan who aap dono pouch gaye ho shopping mall mein?"

"Haan ' kuch chaiye?"

"Nahi bus checking. Theek hai."

"Chotey ' hum to kitne baar mall aye huye, per tumne pehle kabhi phone karke check to nahi ki tumne? Kyaa baat hai bivi ki fiqar ho raha hai? Don't worry, hum khayal rakhenge."

"Di what nonsense. Aap responsible ho. Khushi nahi hai."

"Lo, Khushi se baat karo." Anjali laughed at her brothers lame attempt to cover up.

"Haan kahiye?"Khushi spoke softly into the phone still blushing from her earlier thoughts

"Woh, mein keh raha tha ke Di ko pareshaan mat karna. Aur credit card rakh liya na tumne? Ghar kab puchoge?" He hit her with a barrage of questions

"Hum bachche nahi hai, aur yeh baat aap ache tarah se jante hai. Ab hum jaa rahe hai. Apne khana kha liya na?"

"Haan. Bye." He hung up and shook his head, did she just tease him about last night? He cursed his own mind and got back to work.

***

"Yeh rakh lo. Kuch samples hai tumhari size ke honge pasand aye to pehenlena" Arnav handed his wife a bunch of sarees, salwars and lehengas.

Khushi's face lit up when she saw all the stunning clothes he had given her. Each piece was exquisite. Arnav smiled inwardly at her happiness. "Thankyou," she looked up at him. He shrugged his shoulders "Oh aur, Lavanya also sent you this" he gestured towards a white box on the bed.

"Lavanya-ji?" Khushi smiled with glee picking the box and untying the red ribbon.

"Umm, yeah baad mein kholna." He blushed and walked out of the room.

Khushi opened the box and fingered the most luxurious silk she had ever felt. She picked up the fabric to reveal a flimsy black negligee and matching lace knickers. A note drifted onto the floor.

Chamkeeli,

kaisi ho? Your husband is a goose, but you already knew that. You probably don't know this but ASR designs only one piece in each of our collections. All the others are done by a team of designers all over the world. But the one piece he designs is usually the showstopper and models fight over who gets to wear his designs. Anyways the only line your husband had never designed anything in is AR intimates ' our lingerie line. A few weeks ago we were preparing for a new intimates collection and I was working in his office and I found a sketch of the piece you are now probably holding. Khushi ' I have no doubt in my mind that this was designed for you. Why? Well because even though it was clearly the best piece in the line, he never included it. This is part of ASR's personal collection. I took the liberty of stealing the design and getting it tailored.

Funny thing is ' I though ASR would kill me when he found it (although now I don't care as much), he didn't ' he said to me, "You got it made, so you give it to her!" and walked off.

Chamkeeli, close your mouth btw ' a fly will go in."

Khushi abrubtly closed the perfect 'o' her mouth had formed and continued reading,

"I have included the original sketch your husband drew ' should give you a good idea of what he wants to see. Enjoy your nite darling. Love Lav."

Khushi looked into the box and picked up the sketch. Sure enough the very black negligee she was holding was seen hugging the figure of the model. She picked up everything and a pair of black strappy stilettoes and went to the bathroom

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