OS: Just you wait Mr Raizada, just you wait! - Page 3

wow !! i wish something like this happens in the serial too!

great update go kushi make him suffer but stay away from whos must not be named

Here is a continuation of the OS I had written earlier. I don't know how this updating thing works. I guess I am going to find out. I don't think the title holds good in this part but nevertheless I think I will stick with that. Arnav and Khushi's status is somewhat like the one they have currently ie; pre holi. It is pretty simple as I like it as close to the way the show is going. Read on.

Arnav dreaded night time. Khushi had comfortably settled herself in his room thanks to his meddling mamiji. Now she was sitting at the dressing table taking off her jewellery. Life was so good until last week. How did it get so complicated? thought Arnav as he sat at his usual place working. Now the khan-khan of her chudi and the soft jingle of her payal were driving him crazy.

Khushi got up and took the plastic cover containing her old clothes and the covers containing her new saris. She walked up to the wardrobe and opened the sliding door. She stood there looking at it when Arnav realized what she was up to.

'I hope you are not planning to do what I think you are? '

'What?' asked Khushi still looking intently at the closet.

'You are planning to put your clothes in my closet, aren't you?' he said stressing on the "my" to make a point.

'Yes' she answered in matter of fact tone.

'I don't think so Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Raizada! No way!'

Khushi turned around and looked at him, annoyed, 'Where am I supposed to put my clothes Arnavji?'

'I don't care.'

Khushi quietly picked up all her covers and walked toward the door.

'Where are you going?' he asked her.

'I will first go to Payal and then to Anjaliji' replied Khushi.

'What the ___? I mean why?' he asked.

'Why? To ask them if they have any place in their closets of course.' she said.

'Wait! Come back here. I'll make some room for you in my closet' he said exasperated.

Khushi couldn't help the impish smile that stole into her lips. Arnav had told her to put her stuff in the bottom most shelf. At least it was a start. The camel has to sit out in the cold at first.

Arnav heard a soft whisper in the darkness. He had just turned in for the night about 15 minutes ago after sending out some important e-mails. Sleep eluded him. Khushi had gone to sleep a long time ago. Or so he thought. He heard the soft whisper again Amma. Khushi was trying to call her mother. Then there was silence as the person on the other end cut the phone. A few seconds later he heard a soft sob begin. Soon her body was racked with sobs. Why did those sounds bother him so much? She deserved it didn't she? He knew he had reasons to behave the way he did with Khushi. But he couldn't understand why her own family was being so harsh with her.

He couldn't take it anymore. He was about to tell her to stop when she got up and ran into the bathroom. She was out in probably about 10 minutes but it seemed longer. He hadn't been able to sleep. It was as if he could hear her sobs loud and clear. The strange uneasiness was back. It had started in him when she had come into this room on their wedding day looking desolate. It had lodged itself when she told him that he had made her an orphan for the second time. It kept coming back to him now and then. Earlier today he knew he had behaved childishly when he refused to allow her to put her stuff in his closet. He just wasn't prepared for this. Damn! He swore under his breath. It was a long time before he could sleep.

Shyam was sitting at the breakfast table. Arnav's molten brown eyes turned icy as he looked at Shyam with a barely controlled temper. It was becoming difficult to tolerate that man under the same roof! He was forced to give the snake another chance because of his Di's condition. Otherwise he would have taken great pleasure in kicking him out of their lives.

I don't think I have breakfast Di, I have an urgent meeting I need to get to' said Arnav when all eyes turned toward him.

'One minute Arnavji. I have to ask you ______' said Khushi running down the stairs. She couldn't finish her sentence as she slipped on the last step and fell down. She tried getting up but she had twisted her ankle. Everyone got up from their seat and rushed to help her.

'Let me help you Khushiji' said Shyam and NK in unison.

Before either of them could take a step, Khushi was lifted off the floor. It was Arnav. Khushi looked up at him in surprise. Arnav carried her to the living room and placed her gently on the sofa. He knelt down on the floor next to her. He took her foot gently in his hands and placed in on his thigh. He looked up at her and realized that she was remembering the other time this had happened.

'Chotey? Shouldn't we call a doctor?' asked Anjali walking up to Arnav.

'That won't be necessary Di. I know what to do'.

'Are you sure?' she persisted.

'Don't worry Anjalili' answered Khushi still looking at Arnav, oblivious of the fact that everyone was looking at them strangely.

She closed her eyes bracing for the pain. Arnav held her foot as gently as he could and gave it one firm twist. Khushi yelped out in pain and grabbed his shoulder. She opened her eyes slowly when the pain subsided.

'Are you ok Khushi?' he asked her softly.

'I will manage. You will be late to work.'

'That's fine. I think I can afford to be late' said Arnav standing up as he pulled out his cell phone.

Khushi was sure all this concern was a charade just to show off to the family. But she has still loved all the attention he had showered on her. Stop being a fool KKGSR! she berated herself mentally.

'I don't think I will be going into work today Rani sahiba. I just got back from my trip and would like to get some rest' said Shyam looking at Khushi.

No way! Arnav turned around, 'I think I left the car keys up in the room. Khushi? Did you happen to see them?'

'What? Your keys? I '.I' stammered Khushi completely taken aback by his question.

'I think Khushiji should rest Arn ..err' saale saab' said Shyam irritated.

'Oh you don't have worry about that jeejaji. I won't let her put her feet on the ground.'

Arnav lifted Khushi off the sofa in one movement. 'After all, I have learnt all this from you' he grated looking at Shyam.

Arnav felt a knife twist in his heart at the adoring look his Di was giving Shyam. It wasn't helping that Khushi was giving him a big eyed confused look which was equally adorable. He quickly strode up the stairs, Khushi in his arms with the eyes of the entire family boring into his back.

Arnav had just finished his meeting and continued to work on his lap top. Khushi had looked beautiful in her pink salwar suit. He couldn't help thinking about her. She kept her hair down these days. He wondered if it had anything to do with what had happened after the sangeet. He broke from his reverie when he heard a knock.

Hariprakash had brought a cup of tea for him.

'Where is Khushi?' he simply wanted to know.

'She is in the kitchen preparing lunch Arnav bhaiyya' said HP.

'Is Payal with her?' he checked.

'No Arnav bhaiyya. She has gone to the mandir with Anjali didi and naniji. Only Shyamji is at home' he said.

Arnav came down stairs. He saw Shyam sitting in the sitting area next to the kitchen looking at Khushi cooking. He tamped down his anger and went into the kitchen. He wanted to tell Khushi to get the hell out of there. Just as he was about to call out to her he realized she was on tip toes trying to reach for something on the high shelf that was just a little out of reach.

'Here, let me help you with that' Khushi jumped at the soft whisper right next to her ear. She stepped back in fright only to hit the hard wall of Arnav's chest. He was standing right behind her! She could have sworn his lips had touched her ear for one brief second. His hand was on was on hers. She quickly snatched it away.

'Which box do you need?' his breath whispered in her ear again.

'Uh..?' she squeaked.

Her whole body was had started to tremble at his nearness. What was he asking her? Ah right it was about the box.

'The sssecond one' she stammered. What was he doing here?

'Here you go' he said handing her the box.

Khushi quickly darted away toward the stove to resume her cooking. She looked flushed and a little shaky. He then looked at the person who was watching the whole show from the sitting area. From his view point it would have looked like he was kissing Khushi on the neck. It was just what he deserved. He could practically see smoke coming out from his ears. It was not over. He moved behind Khushi.

'Khushi' he whispered in her ear.

'CLANG!' Khushi dropped the ladle on the counter top. 'Yes Arnavji?'

'Will you teach me to make chai'

'What? Why would you learn to make chai? I will quickly make some for ___'

Khushi's words were cut short when Arnav put his hands on her shoulder. Khushi froze. What was he doing? He turned her around to face him. Looking in her eyes, he put his hands on her waist. His hands felt cool on her skin. Khushi's heart went dhak-dhak. She closed her eyes at the sensations assailing her. Her trembling began all over again. Khushi felt herself being lifted up like a doll and placed on the counter top next to the stove.

'Shall we begin?' he said as she slowly opened her eyes.

Khushi watched as Arnav followed her instructions like a dutiful student. She realized she was enjoying this little act of domesticity that was going on between them right now. If only it were real she thought wistfully.

Arnav poured the chai into the kettle. He then moved in front of Khushi. He put his hands on either side of the counter and leaned toward her. Khushi instinctively put her hands on his chest. She saw his lips move toward her left cheek. Seriously? Here?

'Thank you' he whispered into her ear. Khushi's hand stilled as she felt a twinge of joy at his admission. Arnav Signh Raizada was thanking her?

Arnav looked over Khushi's shoulder, at the figure now standing up and staring angrily at them. He stared right back his eyes simmering with latent anger.

'Let's take the tea to the sitting area' he said abruptly pulling Khushi off the counter.

Khushi fell against Arnav and hand to hold his shoulders for support. When she looked up at Arnav, she thought she saw anger in them. It was gone quickly. She saw him pick up the tea tray and go into the sitting area. She followed him to the sofa.

'Jeejaji! We didn't see you sitting here. Would you like to share some tea with Khushi and me?'

Khushi saw Shyam on the sofa with a disgusted expression on his face. Arnav's voice had seemed polite enough but his eyes were telling a complete different story. Did he know?, she wondered in dismay.

For the continuation please look up my Himalayan Magic series

Pls update soon and include me too in ur pm list

Awesome post...can't wait for the next part :) :) :)

nice one...loved it.pls continue & pm me pls...

please continue, thank-you for the lovely os.⭐️

Glad you all enjoyed it. And yes I will PM :-)

Very nicely written. I liked the subtle hints between the two. It's a great combo. It might actually happen like this, Let's hope. But please keep writing. Would love to read more from you !