OS - The empress needs new clothes Part 5 Pg11 - Page 7

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"Di, go home, take her home, she is hurt. I will get Sim to pick out whatever she needs." He waited till they had left before he made his way back to Storeroom 3. He walked up to the sheer black set.

"Sim, pack these up too."

**

Khushi had spent the afternoon perplexed, thinking about the looks that had transpired between Shyam and Arnav. Something was definitely off centre and she was determined to ask him.

She was rearranging her new clothes in the wardrobe when Arnav stormed in. He was blasting someone on his Bluetooth and Khushi quickly decided that her confrontation would just have to wait. He was obviously in a foul mood.

He hung up the phone and turned to her dumping a few bags on the bed.

"You asked for these. The blouses will be ready kal. Office ajana fitting ke liye. Mein driver bhej dunga."

Khushi thanked him and picked up the bags. Arnav looked at her a little uncomfortably and walked out of the room. Khushi picked up the black negligee and bra set in utmost surprise. Had he seen her? Or had Sim seen her? She looked into the bag and was surprised to see that there were several beautiful pieces; well at least her underwear issue was solved.

She decided to change into a salwar kameez for the evening. Just as she was about to close the door to the bathroom she changed her mind and ran to the drawer in her side of the wardrobe. She just had to try it on. It was hers after all. She had every right to. Arnav walked into the room just in time to see a scrap of black lace disappear into the folds of the salwar she was holding.

She turned and smiled at him after she almost jumped at the noise of the door opening and hurriedly hid away the black lace.

He nodded curtly and walked across the room to the poolside and she made her way to the bathroom.

***

The evening had passed without incident. Payal and Khushi had been banned from entering the kitchen until their mehendi had faded, so Naniji had asked Mamiji to cook dinner much to Mamijis complete disgust.

Arnav had spent the evening in his room and came down only for dinner. He took his seat at the table silently as Khushi and Payal helped served dinner. His eyes remained transfixed on Khushi. She looked so young and radiant in the salwar suit. The red kaalidar suit with simple gold border. A sleeveless sweetheart neckline embroidered with fine kundan work. She had left her hair open and to the side. Her only jewellery were a simple pair of jhumkis and the mangalsutra around her neck. He noticed that her wrists were bare, something which looked rather odd. As if reading his mind his sister spoke "arre, Khushi, yeh kya aapki kalaiyaan khali kyu? "

"Haan bitiya, aisan naahi karte. Ek suhagan aurat ka nishani hai."

"hai devi maiyya, who hum nahane ke waqt'abhi pehen ker ate hai."

"Ek minute Khushi. Tum baitho, waise bhi achcha hua. Shayad yehi niyati ti khel hai." Anjali smiled and Nani nodded at her knowingly. Khushi sat down next to Arnav whose mind was lost from the moment she said the word "nahane." He couldn't help but wonder about the black scrap he had caught her hiding. Was she wearing it under the salwaar.

"Chotey yeh lo." Anjali handed Arnav a box. A box he recognised very well. He handed it over to Khushi who looked at him questioningly. He beckoned her to open it. Inside the velvet lined box lay two beautiful antique gold kangans. They looked very old.

"yeh Kya Chotey, pehna do apni haaton se."

Arnav picked up a bangle and wordless slipped it onto her wrist. They fit perfectly ' although he was hardly surprised. Shyam looked at him with fury and was snarling across the table. Arnav returned the gaze with a smug smile. "Khushi usmein ek chitthi bhi hai tumhari naam ka. Baad mein parlena, akeli mein." Anjali softly called to her sister-in-law across the table. Khushi picked up the letter and Arnav met her gaze, momentarily lost in her innocent beauty. He then looked away.

***

Khushi had gone to the terrace to read the letter. His mothers words were loving and pure. She already knew she would love Arnav through eternity, regardless of the way he felt for her. She said a silent prayer and made her way downstairs. She found him tending to his plants by the poolside

"Arnavji, hume aapse kuch baat karni hai."

He looked up from his plants. "kaho."

"Yeh shaadi, 6 mahine, aapka gussa'kya aap Shyam ji bare mein jante hai?" she lookedat him with fear filling her eyes. Yes she was scared but she knew she had to do this.

"Haan janta hu. Lekin tumhari zabaan se sun na hai mujhe" His gaze bore into hers. She came closer and hooked her hand into his forearm sitting down on the floor by the pool pulling him down with her. She started her story at the very beginning.

He stared at her horrified. He had shed tears with her, held her close and rocked her throughout. And then she wiped away her tears with a new resolve. "Lekin ab hum nahi darte."

"Good. Darna bhi nahi chaiye. Waise Khushi how is your foot? Chot ayi thin a tumhe?"

They both laughed and he got up holding his hand out to her which she took. "I am sorry for marrying you in such a hurry Khushi. I am sorry that I didn't trust you ' I am sorry that I didn't trust my love for you enough. "

"Iska matlab 6 mahine ka contract?"

"Lifetime tak extend hogaya."

He swooped down and capture her lips in a kiss that they had both waited forever for. The kiss started off as a gentle one, sofly exploring each other but slowly the urgency broke through, he deepened the kiss and both of them demanded and possessed each other. He trailed kisses down the side of neck, nibbling at her earoble and then continued down again. She moaned in pure ecstacy at the havoc his lips were creating on her sense.

"Arnav'." He lifted her up and carried her to they bed and proceeded to quell his curiousity. Was she wearing the black scrap underneath the salwar.

***

Hours later they both lay spent, her atop him. Her hair damp with sweat and bodies glistening the pale moonlight. Their fingers intertwined, "by the way, you have impeccable taste in lingerie. Good job."

"Kya? Aapko kaise pata ke maine black wali'aap to woha the na'Arnav?"

"Yes jaan?"and he rolled her over again and buried his head into her neck as she burst into peals of giggles.

Across the pool a man sat with his face contorted in anger as sounds of giggles and laughter of a couple very much in love floated in air carried across by the wind to him.

Awesomely awesomest part loved it

Lol, go arnav!!! great thought, loved it :) :) :)

Hey that was so beautiful. A perfect ending to a really nice and well written story. I loved everything abt it. Please continue writing such happy stories as it brings a smile to everyone's face

it was great.update soon😊

Read most of the parts aready and must say great thought love the office idea, awesome writing as usual. Keep it up :) :) )

Hey that was fabulous!! Already 4 parts up!!

Hi guys,