IPKKND SS : Roads To Confession{Part 3 pg 25} - Page 16

Part 3 ' Conditions Have No Limitations

That evening Khushi Kumari Gupta settled herself opposite a mirror and began untying the side plate that delicately lay on her left shoulder. Deep in thoughts she picked up the hairbrush and lightly combed the knotted parts, simultaneously replaying few moments that had taken place in these days causing great distraction. The whole marriage rush hadn't given her time to reflect back to incidents covering Arnav Singh Raizada. It all accelerated from that TERI MERI dance, and since then there was no stop to the man's actions, even words for that matter. What was this? Sure they shared some kind of connection, a weird one where her heart rate raced near him, her body felt heated up, and sent tickles down her stomach. But was this just her? What if he didn't feel any of these things and was just messing around with her head for fun.

Reaching to no conclusion but many more issues, she dumped the hairbrush in frustration and stared at a peacefully sleeping Payal who seemed content with herself. Akash was surely the cause of her contentment. This reminded her, she need her own sanity back. Letting out a low whine she picked up her phone, but her thumb just played around his name. Every time she would inch it to press, "call" her mind would ask her to stop. After repeating the process for over five times, Khushi threw away the phone absolutely pissed for not being able to press a simple call when that was only thing she loved doing. Talk.

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Chopping off few dried leaves from the rows of plants, he stared at them in a daze. What the hell was he doing? It all seemed clear after that dance, he had even gone to the extent of pecking her and now all of a sudden it felt strange. Moving forward with this seemed like a huge step, especially when he wasn't even sure how the other person would react. Yes Arnav was all ready to talk to Khushi and had mentioned that to her all throughout the wedding but when tomorrow he will get that chance to do so, he didn't know what to say.

Not necessary that his words would come out the way every girl wanted to hear. After all Arnav Singh Raizada was never good with words. He doesn't do things like conversation or discussion on feelings. Therefore chances of things getting ruined were more which was not a very good sign. It was clear that they had some kind of feelings for each other and may be just maybe when they go out tomorrow for their epic chai date he would be able to define it more.

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At dot 3:55, driver Raizada parked the car few lanes away from Khushi's house as per her orders. Since when did he follow such orders? When it came to Khushi anything was possible, if he could turn into a waiter then why not a personal chauffer. So yeah getting a little restless he clenched on the wheel for the third time in a minute. Occasionally yawning due to lack of sleep and lack of nerves at the moment. 4:01 and she was yet to be seen, surprisingly the one thing that irked him was waiting. Who comes late on such events? Now just because he was before time doesn't mean she was jumping with excitement.

On an usual day, Arnav's temper would have doubled on seeing a half running Khushi who was ten minutes late but the moment he saw her untied hair flying slightly due to the running, he was clean bold out. To make it worst, she was wearing a red anarkali dress, his favorite color. The flow of the chiffon cloth, making her slim curves highlighted. No jewelry, nothing at all, just painted in red. For a minute there he couldn't believe she dressed up for him. Only him.

His fantasizes were broken when a loud bang on the glass window interrupted it. "Your late" he barked lowering the window, but his eyes said another story. "Some of us have to actually answer people before getting out of the house" she sharply mentioned with hands on hip looking feisty as ever. When he didn't answer and just stared at her with pure admiration, completely forgetting his anger she continued "and it takes time to dress up like this'"and trailed off little confused with his sly smile. "I'm glad you took time, you look.." paused Arnav amused at her sudden lowered eyes, hands dropped, cheek flushed due to embarrassment. "Why the hell are you still standing there..get in" shaking his head, he stepped out to open the door for her which he had earlier forgotten because of the red that had blurred his mannerism.

Those that underestimated 'the Gupta' girl needed to research about her more. It is said that when a man opens the door for you your, suppose to sport a shy smile and get in without looking at him in the eye. But when Mr.Raizada opened the door for her, Khushi instead of giving him a shy smile narrowed her eyes with suspicion. Taken a back a little he returned a questioning look. "I'll go on one shart (condition)" she demanded crossing her arm that definitely was least anyone expected. Rolling his eyes he closed the door with a loud bang and roared, "I knew it! I just knew this was coming". His reaction did not surprise her at all. In fact she was more than ready to get this reaction. "So yes..no..what?" said Khushi suppressing the laughter that had reached her lips on watching a stiffened Arnav running his hand over his hair in annoyance. That was one sexy habit she noted.

"No absolutely not. Get in the damn car. Khushi" stressing her name in a crisp tone always made her lose confidence. "W-Why..you ccan't do it right?" she almost shuddered but still stated her point with her left over spirit. A smarty pant always knew challenging this young man was the best way to get things done. Stepping in closer he pushed her against the door and trapped her in between his arms to make more impact. "What makes you think so..?" if she knew challenge irked him then he was sure his low tone did something to her insides. Of course it evoked every nerve in her system, but she wasn't giving up that easily. Not at such a crucial moment.

Locking her eyes with him that showed hint of playfulness she reached his face and stopping at an inch to it, "lagi shart? (Challenge)" mimicking his tone. Sure her breathing that fanned across his face had him believe that she was going to kiss him. Maybe he was wishing for too much, where had she gotten so much courage from suddenly? "I'm only interested for the prize" was his scandalized reply and it was her turn to realize where this conversation was leading. Backing off Khushi ordered her mind to think of something quick and it did. Ducking under his arm she released herself, "get ready to buy me dozen more bangles", giggling she hopped into the car.

Warmth filled his heart on witnessing the childlike interruption to their much intimate conversation. With a slight shook of head, he got into the driver seat getting ready to be chauffer of her desired destination.

"So?" indicated Arnav reminding her that she hadn't stated her condition.

"I want to have chai at my favorite road side dhaba" grinned Khushi avoiding his stunned glare.

"What?"

That was absolutely the start everyone expected.

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