Khushi came out of the bathroom, dressed up in Arnav's bathrobe, sulking all the while, grumbling to herself. It had been two days after their contract marriage. Thinking about their marriage sent her into fits of rage. Arnav hadn't bothered to explain the reason for their marriage and worst of all, he hadn't bothered about her basic necessities like her clothes which she hadn't any. Atleast Anjali had been kind enough to lend her the sarees. But she needed more than that! Not the sarees but other basic necessities.
She turned around to look out for him. She found him seated beside the pool, busy in his laptop. Why should she be worried and breaking her head, when the very person who put her in this situation was happily enjoying her misery?
She stormed towards him and stood beside him. He didn't bother to look up at her. She cleared her throat to gain his attention towards her. She took a deep breath and calmed down herself before proceeding. He still didn't bother to look up.
Khushi- "Arnavji" she called out to him in a soft voice.
Arnav- "Hmm.." he hummed still busy with his laptop.
Khushi- "I need that thing." She said unsure whether to proceed or not.
Arnav- "What thing?" he asked without looking at her.
Khushi- "Well... u know... that..." she said getting quite uncomfortable. She had to do this. She took a deep breath before she continued. "I need lingerie!" she exclaimed in embarrassment. Hey Devi Maiyya, she didn't know it would be so weird asking him.
Arnav- "WHAT!" he screamed out in shock, finally looking at her. She was wearing his bathrobe. How dare she wear my bathrobe! Is that really my bathrobe? Damn! that is my bathrobe! Wow, it looks good on her! Wait! What did she say just now? Control ASR, control yourself.
Khushi was furious to hear his reaction. Why was he reacting as if she had asked for his property?
Khushi- "Didn't you hear what I said? I said I need Lingerie. You have conveniently brought me in this house but forgot about what I would wear, about my basic necessities. Do you know its been two days since I'm wearing the same thing since our marriage. TWO DAYS." She glared at him furiously pointing two fingers at him. "I've had enough. It started itching you rakshas! I haven't itched like that for ages. I had to change today and because of YOU, I freakin can't wear the clothes because I put the only pair of lingerie I had for wash. I'm practically naked in here," she said pointing to her bathrobe, "All because of YOU."
Her whole face was reddened as she vented out all her anger at him. She had no idea about what she had just revealed.
Arnav's mind was spinning out of control. What! What! WHAT! Did she just say she is practically naked in there? In his bathrobe? What the eff! Dammit!
He was so lost in his thoughts only to be brought back to reality, when she snapped her fingers in front of his face.
Arnav- "Ask Di. Afterall, isn't she lending you her clothes." He said calmly not wanting to venture more into the dangerous territory.
Khushi- "Are you out of your mind Raizada? Would you wear Akash's boxers if u didn't have any?" she blared out at him.
Damn! She had a point! "OK! Fine! I'm not asking you to wear hers, but you could ask her to buy some for you or rather you can go for shopping." He said non-chalantly.
Khushi- "Listen Arnav Singh Raizada! Because of your stupid decision nobody is even talking to me in a civil manner, not even my own Jiji. So how can I ask them? Secondly, do you freaking expect me to go naked for shopping." She crossed her arms around her chest in a stubborn manner. "I don't care what you do, but I need my Lingerie. I demand you get it for me and will do so, even if I have to spend the next one hour pestering you."
Arnav- "Fine Woman! I'll see what I can do." He said as he went back to his room and picked up his car keys. He turned around and glanced at her and found her sitting on the bed with her legs crossed. He scanned her whole body, but Damn! He couldn't even see an inch of her bare skin due to the oversized bathrobe that practically covered her entire body. Why did they have to hate each other right now when he could instead be doing something productive with her? Damn you! Khushi!
He started the engine of the car. Now what was that place where Lavanya used to go for shopping? Oh yes! Victoria's Secret. Weird name. Wonder what's secret in it?
He reached his destination and entered the shop. He was greeted by the mannequins who were flaunting the sexy lingerie. A sales lady advanced towards him, a bit confused at finding a gentleman in their shop.
Sales lady- "Hello Sir! How may I help you?"
Arnav looked around the shop observing the whole room, at the same time imagining Khushi in every single piece. "I needed some lingerie..." he paused to look around but immediately felt really weird at how those words sounded. "For my wife." He continued.
The sales lady glanced at him with a very amused look in her eyes. "Is it for your anniversary?" she asked cocking her eyebrow.
Arnav- "Yes, something like that." He lied to the woman not wanting to divulge more details about them.
Sales Lady- "I'm sure your wife must be so lucky to have such a romantic husband." She chuckled with delight and led him to their newest collection.
Sales Lady- "Sir, could you tell me the size?"
Dammit! I forgot to ask her the size. "What's your size?" he asked the sales lady.
Sales Lady- "What!" she glared at him with wide eyes. "it's 36." She murmured under her breath.
Khushi isn't that big. Maybe two centimetres less. "Then it's 34."
Sales Lady- "A, B, C or D?" she asked.
What the eff is she talking about? Grades? Were there grades for this? "What!" he exclaimed out loudly.
Sales Lady- "I meant the cup size. A is the smallest, D is the largest."
Dammit! Couldn't they make one size for all thing. Why so much of trouble for this one piece of garment? OK! Phew! Let me think! I better stick to B or C. In between. But B or C, B or C...
Arnav- "I think it's B."
Sales Lady- "Ok Sir, do you want the lacy see through ones, or the silky ones or..." she went on showing the whole collection to him.
Everytime, she showed him a piece, he would imagine Khushi in it. Semi transparent Lacy ones! The soft fabric over her already soft creamy skin. His fingers running through the material and snapping it off! Control ASR! Control! Focus! You are supposed to hate her. HATE! Not think of vivid fantasies about her.
Arnav- "I think I'll have the black, red, cream, white, pink, blue and yellow lacy ones." Yes! Seven colours for seven days.
The Sales lady packed the selected ones and handed it over to him in a cover bag.
He entered the room to find her still sitting on the bed, looking sulky and angry. It was forty five minutes since he last saw her. Arnav gave her the bag. "It's for you. I arranged for your lingerie."
Khushi quietly took the bag from his hand and went directly into the bathroom to change her clothes.
Hey Devi Maiyya! He had purchased seven of them. Seven. She needed three or four. Not Seven! She felt the lacy material through her fingers. It felt soft and smooth. She decided to wear the black one for today.
After wearing it, she looked at her figure in the mirror. Damn! It fit so well and felt so nice. Why didn't she know about this before? Where were these things all her life? That Lakshmi Nagar Lingerie shop owner was practically duping them by providing such cheap material stuff. Maybe those were perfect for her Buaji. She giggled to herself thinking about the old lady.
She looked down at the price tag. Two thousand rupees. TWO THOUSAND RUPEES for one. Hey Devi maiyya, at that rate, she could easily get 5-6 of it in Lakshmi Nagar. Was Arnav crazy to buy her such expensive stuff?
Then she thought about all the things that he had done to her. That Lard Governor, deserves to spend his fortune on her. wasn't he the one who used to lecture her about her status? Now that she was his wife, she would match up with his status.
She draped the sari that Anjali had given her and stepped out of the bathroom.
Arnav was eagerly waiting for her to step out and gauge her reaction. He saw her coming out wearing his sister's saree.
Damn! He felt a huge surge of disappointment rushing through him. Damn. Damn. Dammit! Why did she wear that saree? Wait! What! What did you think she would wear the new lingerie and walk out with it, to display and flaunt it for you? You are supposed to hate her! Hate! The inner voices were driving him crazy. He deeply observed her figure. Damn! That's one great piece of lingerie. It flaunted her curves just like they deserved. Too bad he couldn't admire it without the saree.
Khushi '" Thanks!" she murmured before leaving the room quietly.
Arnav banged his fists with frustration on the bed. Why did he have to hate her now! As In Now! If he wasn't hating her, he would at this very minute be running his fingers through that very fabric and snapping it out. Damn this freaking business of hating her! The Victoria's secret was going to be secret atleast for a while now! He pouted his lips with absolute frustration. These six months were going to be absolute torture for him.
And that my friends is the story of how Khushi got her Lingerie.😆 This happened during the day. Yes, that day which they skipped it directly to the night. Now the director didn't want to show all this on Tv. So he privately told me this secret about Victoria's secret.😉😆
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