WW About Last Night (Apr30-May08 2012)) - Page 19

awesome part dear
plz continue soon

Just read the first part...
Such a cute scene...
Yash realizes his feelings for his patients...
and what an amazing analysis of 5 reasons "to be or not to be" with Anjali...hehhe...was too good...
loved the little hand touch between the new- would - be couple...

Thanks for the PM...
Now going back to the udpate to read the next...

OP

the next part..
was hilarious...
her lifting her saree till her knee...I was imagining how Khushi will look when she did that..hahha
She cursing in front of him...
And they both getting caught by Yash and Anjali...
Not even thinking what effect it will have on little Khushi😉😉😉...

all in all...loved both the updates...
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Nice two chapters. These two are too saucy for words. Like the love story of Anjali and Yash; she isn't married after all. I hope they go for it!!!

Wow great...and just to say I like your whole piece about whats new not to mention i like everything thats new here !😆

Khushi said "f**k Off" 🤣...

Lol
That was one sassy chap
Romancing in front of kid nanav is so naughty
She literally used the F word hehehe
Wonder what will be yash n Anji reaction

Phew!
Khushi getting bolder n bolder!
These two never fail to surprise each other really :)
update soon.

May 01 2012| 20:37

Ask any woman. Most would prefer a slow, drawn-out torturous death than be caught in flagrante delicto. Khushi was no different.

She had coloured violently when she realized Yash and Anjali had witnessed their intimacy. Arnav understood her mortification. Moreover, for a brief moment they had forgotten the presence of an impressionable child. He strategically placed himself in front of Khushi to block their view of her and allow her a moment to compose herself. After all, he had initiated matters. He was to blame. Something she would undoubtedly express to him in choice language and broad hand gestures later when they had privacy.

The child had turned at the interruption and saw her father and her friend. She repeated what her young eyes had seen Arnav doing--she dipped her finger into the bowl and held out a dripping finger for Anjali. Anjali stepped forward--gave Chotte a pointed sisterly look!--and in a playful manner took Little Khushi's finger in her mouth and licked off the proffered ice-cream. The girl repeated the action for her father. He also complied.

"So you are the culprit--encouraging everyone to eat ice cream with their fingers!" Yash said to his daughter, wiping her mouth and hands with his handkerchief.

Arnav was aware that Dr. Malhotra had with his words deliberately deflected attention away from Khushi to ease her awkwardness. It seemed to work.

At that timely moment, Buaji entered the kitchen asking Khushi to prepare tea. Arnav exchanged a look with Khushi which conveyed that at least they had not been interrupted by Buaji. Khushi smiled, lowering her eyes.

Arnav was leaving the kitchen when he sensed Buaji hovering by his side. He asked, "is there something I can do, Buaji?"

In her typical flustery manner, she said, "hai Nande Kishore, you have done so much for us already, Bitwa."

"What is it, Buaji?" Khushi asked.

Buaji exchanged looks with Yash, and then turning to Khushi, explained, "With Yashu at the hospital, your mother and I feel confident taking your father back to Lucknow."

"Kya?" Khushi cried, abandoning the tea to come and stand directly in front of Buaji.

Arnav heard the agitation in his wife's voice.

"Titaliya, you girls have your own home. We miss our old friends and neighbours--" she placed her hand on Arnav's arm, and added at a lower octave, "we feel he will recover quicker at home knowing his business waits. You understand, don't you, Bitwa? A man needs his work."

He mumbled that he understood, and agreed.

Garima had joined them in the kitchen. "If you have no objection we would like to stay at our old house?" she asked Arnav with hesitation.

"It's your home, Auntie. It and the business wait for you at your convenience," he replied, but his gaze was trained on his wife, whose eyes had grown shiny with wetness.

Khushi blinked back tears.

Arnav stepped towards her, but Yash got to her side first. He bent his head near her, and explained, "Uncle's reports indicate that nothing neurological prevents him from a full and complete recovery--returning home may do the trick, Khush."

Arnav stiffened as he saw the doctor place an arm across Khushi's shoulders and draw her close to him, adding, "I live two doors away. It will be fine."

Though deeply uncomfortable with their physical closeness, Arnav could not separate his wife from that man without drawing the family's full attention.

Khushi finally acquiesced, saying softly, "as you wish Buaji, Amma."

His mother-in-law turned to him and asked, "can we ask one more thing, Bitwa?"

"Of course!" In the days ahead, Arnav would remember this crucial moment; these words so easily spoken but so heavily borne.

"If Khushi could come with us to help us settle back into the house..."

Arnav met Khushi's eyes over Garima's head. She continued, "...We'll leave tomorrow and she can stay with us until you all arrive for the weekend party."

Five days!

Buaji said, "we would take Payaliya, but nobody is as capable as Khushi, and she knows everything about her father's business matters."

The ladies had the courtesy to ask Anjali, who diplomatically said that if her brother had no objection, she could safely speak for Nani and say that Khushi ought to go and help her family resettle.

What objection could Arnav present when one look in his wife's eyes told him she wanted to go? They all waited for his reply, though they had already counted it as a 'yes'.

He nodded.

Khushi smiled her thanks, but he lacked the magnanimity to show that her pleasure pleased him. It far from pleased him that she was comfortable being away from him for five days.

It pleased him even less that she would be staying two doors away from her childhood friend. Had she yielded with less joy it would have been of some comfort--but she had not even hid her satisfaction.

He glanced at the doctor to read that man's response. All he was met with were cool unexpressive eyes. There was nothing between this man and his wife; so why then did Arnav Singh Raizada's heart whisper that Dr. Yash Malhotra had known this morning that he would be taking Khushi back to Lucknow with him tomorrow.

Amazing update girl... where do you get so many ideas???... you are truly gifted...