Heya everyone! wanted to thank everyone for ur comments. And ya for those who dont know, this story has been started from Payal-Aakash's wedding and it continues. here Shyam is a nice ideal husband that anjali has been married to. here's the next part. dont forget to comment.
Part-4
Arnav was in the kitchen and banged his fist on the kitchen wall in anger.
"Itna gussa, Kyon?" Khushi asked, acting surprised. She knew Arnav was jealous.
"Tum hoti kaun ho mujhe yeh puchne vali.." Arnav replied in his usual ASR tone.
Anjali had known that Arnav had been angry and hence had deliberately sent Khushi inside the kitchen to bring something. Khushi had seized this opportunity to see Arnav alone once again
"mein kaun? Mein to Khushi Kumaari Gupta." She said stressing on her name and chuckling a little seeing Arnav getting redder with anger.
"Ok fine, Atleast tell me the reason your anger." Khushi said, kind of pleading so that he would tell her.
"What were you doing outside with NK? huh! What was the need to take his handkerchief? You could have asked me." Arnav replied, finally.
"Kyun? Aapko kya fark padta hai ? Hum Nanheji ke sath rahe to aapko KYA FARK padta hai?" Khushi said, teasingly.
"Fark padta hai dammit.! It does affect me!"Arnav shouted.
"Kyu?" Khushi said not controlling her smile anymore. Seeing her smile, Arnav understood that she wanted him to blurt it out.
"wait, I'll tell you." Arnav saying this with a smirk, started moving towards Khushi and she backwards till she was pinned to the wall, as usual. Their bodies were almost touching each other and Khushi looked away from his eyes. His smirk still played on his lips and he held Khushi by her waist and pulled her into him. She, unable to bear the force he applied on her body, was now in a hugging position with him.Cupping her face with his hands and bringing her to face him, he said "Do you still want to know why does it affect me?"
"Arnavji..."
"ssshhh..." said Arnav, tightening his grip on her waist and pulling her more into him.
"lekin Arnavji..."
"Sirf Arnav, ji nahi." Arnav smirked.
"lekin Arnav-ji..."
"Kaha na, Sirf Arnav, I dont like it when you address me with that "ji" added to my name. I would like it if you call me "Arnav", just Arnav."
Khushi blushed like a red tomato. Arnav loved seeing her like this. He refues to leave even after her repeated pleads.
"Khushiji, jaldi aaiye, kaha reh gayi aap?" called Anjaliji from outside.
Khushi somehow left Arnav's grip and was running outside the kitchen when she turned around and said "Bahar chaliye, ARNAV." quite obviously stressing her last word. Arnav smiled and ran behind Khushi outside. They reached outside almost together and Anjali was smiling looking at her little brother and his "not-yet-confessed" love.
Anjali was happy seeing Arnav smile, but he didnt notice her di looking at him and relishing his smile. He was too busy to make Khushi blush through his constant stare.
The post-wedding ceremonies were over. It was finally time for Gupta's to leave. Arnav didnt want Khushi to leave and so did Khushi. He looked at her with those eyes which told her that he didnt want her to leave. Noticing both of them, Anjaliji said "Khushiji, aate rehna. Hum aapko bahut miss karenge. Aadat jo ho gayi hai aapki."
"Di bilkul sahi keh rahi hai. Keep coming to RM." said Arnav coming near Khushi but maintaining a distance as everyone was around.
Khushi and Anjali both had opened their mouths in a perfect "O". Arnav, the one who expressed nothing but anger infront of everyone was now actually telling Khushi to keep coming. Khushi replied, looking at Arnav "Ji, zaroor."
The guptas went away. Arnav and Khushi bade goodbyes to each other, when noone was looking.
Hope this one contained sufficient Arshi scenes! And ya hope u liked it! Keep commenting, Your comments keep me writing.
Precap: Arnav confesses his love!
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