Arhi~I Want You!~FF *Thread 7* Part 58 p135 2/6 - Page 7

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Part 53

It had been three days since she had bared her soul to her husband. For some odd reason she felt really guilty. A little voice kept on telling her off that she was a bit harsh on him. Some humanity was inside her still and she felt that maybe she should just get along with him just for the sake of peace and tranquillity.

Sitting at the dining table she waited for him for breakfast. Aryan was busy with his dad. He always liked to be around his dad more than his mum now. He watched his father get ready for office. Khushi had woken up really early as she wanted to make methi paratha's which she knew were his favourite. Behaving like a typical wife she prepared tea and sugar free kheer.

Arnav picked up Aryan and came walking downstairs. "Buddy sit down..and have your brekkie..you know footballers always have their breakfast?" Aryan nodded. Arnav could smell the methi paratha's and he looked at Khushi remembering she had told him she would not make any breakfast for him. He switched his Bluetooth on.

Khushi whispered at her son knowing Arnav's attention was towards the phone call. "Aryan tell your dad to eat breakfast before he goes to the office".

"Aman for God sake why can't you close the deal? Bloody hell! Okay I'm coming".

He switched his Bluetooth off and looked at Aryan. "Buddy have to go.."

"Papa mummy said to eat your breakfast before you go.." He pouted his mouth. Arnav looked at khushi and she looked away. He came near his son and talked indirectly to Khushi.

"Tell your mum that I have to go something important has come up".

"Arnav your diabetic and it's not good you going without food. It won't take long I specially made you methi paratha's..their your favourite".

Looking touched without saying a word he sat down. "Khushi I thought you weren't going to.."

"Well for the sake of Aryan we should at least get along..it's not good for his mental well being that we behave like enemies. It's not about us anymore".

He nodded and she served him his breakfast. "Come on son let's see who finishes first".

"I will dad." Aryan began scoffing his paratha. Both of them were eating and making conversation. Khushi looked on feeling left out as they never even addressed her. After eating Arnav switched his Bluetooth on and walked off while Aryan walked with him to see him off.

She got up and began taking the dirty dishes inside. "I made such an effort with him and he didn't even say thanks...Why am I worried why he didn't talk to me? That's what I wanted didn't I? Look at even Aryan he does not even want to stay with me...always with his dad..he at least comes to me when he needs to sleep..but what use when he is awake he prefers staying with his dad...Hey Devi Maiyaa why am I thinking like this?"

She took a cloth and began wiping the dining room table. Aryan came back and plonked himself on the sofa with his hands folded and his mouth pouted. "Aryan whats wrong?"

"I'm not talking to you mum..."

She put the cloth and came towards Aryan. "What happened son? Why you not talking to your mama?"

"You're not getting me a baby brother..I asked dad but he says ask your mum..I know you're not letting him get it for me".

"Aryan it's not easy getting a brother".

Sitting next to him she tried picking him up but he resisted."Don't touch me! Your really mean..look at dad he always listens to me and you just can't do anything for me". He ran off feeling upset. Khushi began panicking. Picking up the house phone she rang Geet.

"Geet its me Khushi".

"Khushi are you feeling better?"

"Yes I am! Don't worry about my health. I need to ask your advice. Geet you were right Arnav has turned Aryan against me.."

Geet looked on confused. "What happened?"

"Uh Aryan he does not want to know me anymore. He ignores me and stays with his dad all the time".

"Is that a bad thing?" Geet smirked.

"It is! Look Aryan is not talking to me because he wants a baby brother..and how can I get him..a...baby ...brother if we don't..."

Khushi began feeling embarrassed and Geet slapped her forehead. "Oh I get the picture so the little terror is demanding a baby brother...that's natural though Khushi...its going to be good for him if he has a sibling..he probably feels lonely".

"But Geet you don't understand a baby is not a vegetable or fruit that you can just buy..he thinks his dad has lots of money and we can buy it from the hospital".

Geet laughed. "How cute..I don't know what to say Khushi..."

Khushi began thinking and her face lighted up. "Thanks Geet...I know what I can do..I'm putting the phone..I need to stop that Laad Governor making my son alien to me..I won't let him win this battle". She put the phone down and Geet put the phone down amused.

Dialling her husband's number she waited for his reply. He eventually replied.

"Suniye hum ne aap se kuch zaroori baat karni thi.."

"Uh Khushi I'm busy got clients in front of me so talk to you later". He cut her phone off. She made an O shape with her mouth. "Khaat diya...mera phone khaat diya...Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Raizada ka? Wait Arnav Singh Raizada I will teach you how to cut my call". She put her hands on her hips and looked at the time.

***

Khushi walked into the Raizada office with Aryan. Suddenly she was stopped by a hand placed on her shoulder. Looking slowly back she was shocked. "Piya?"

Piya looked at her with happiness. "Haan its Piya..Khushi how could you leave me like this..we were best friends.."

Khushi hugged her and both cried. "Piya I know I should have kept in touch but you have no idea what I went through".

"I know Arnav told me..but you should have came to me..we shared so many phases of our life..and do you know how hurt I was that you shut me out and left".

"Piya you don't know what I have been through.."

"What the! Why is everyone messing around its an office...GET BACK TO WORK".

Piya and Khushi looked around and saw ASR looking from above at its staff. Looking incredibly sexy Khushi looked at the man she fell in love with...ooo so authoritive. He always looks good in a suit. Shaking her drooling thoughts she returned back to her friend.

"Piya how come your working here?"

"ASR gave me the job after you left...I was in deep financial trouble and he pulled me out". She nodded pleased that at least some one saw the nice side of him.

"Piya we will meet up..here's my number...I need to go now..Aryan sit here with uncle Aman and Ranveer".

"Okay Ma...but be quick!"

Climbing up the stairs she began getting flashbacks of her past. Something was playing in her mind and she needed to express it. Knocking on the door she entered and found him immersed into his laptop.

"Arnav.." He instantly looked up. "Khushi what are you doing here? And where is Aryan?"

He took a file and began half looking at it. "He is sitting with Aman and Ranveer...I needed to talk to you".

"You think your very smart aren't you?"

Looking at her sheepishly. "Wifey I don't think only, I AM smart,,anyways whats the problem?"

Pointing her finger at him she started her complaints. "Firstly how dare you cut my call off.."

"Oh that...sorry man just was a bit busy.."

"Well you didn't ring me after that...since morning I been noticing Arnav Singh Raizada that you're not even acknowledging my presence forget the fact you cut my call...what better can I expect from you anyway..on top your always with Aryan and turning my son against me".

"Watch out khushi if you carry on saying this I will begin to believe that you're getting jealous of me paying attention to Aryan and not you". He looked at her intensely with a naughty smile.

"Listen I have not come to hear your suggestive talk...its important.."

He sat on his desk and waited for her. "Okay I'm all ears, go on".

Trying to sound confident she came near and began talking.

"Arnav Singh Raizada you like doing business deals so I got a proposal for you too..."

His eyes scanned her and he looked at her intently. "Deal? Proposal? Really Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Raizada?"

"Yes...I want us to make a baby for Aryan".

"WHAT?!" He got up from the desk and dropped the file. Looking at the dropped file she turned her gaze back to Arnav who stood there speechless for a few moments.

"You heard he wants a brother and I am going to get him one..."

He arched his eyebrow and smirked. "So...Khushi.." He walked towards her and she moved back. "You want us to sleep with each other because of making a baby? So you're going to use me?"

He corned her near the window.

"So what? You used me so I'm going to use you...we'll be level then".

"That means you're going to take revenge on me?" he asked pushing her hair back slightly.

"Yes thats what it is.." she said trying to sound convincing.

"Khushi I don't mind you using me but you do know that last time we were lucky that we got Aryan the first time..but it could take many times for us to conceive so are you willing to be in my bed till we make our baby? Are you prepared to sleep with me again and again for the sake of a baby?"

She looked up shocked and rattled. In her mind she knew she had not thought of that.

He cupped her face and looked into her blushing eyes. "Khushi why does it seem to me you want to get back with me but you're masquerading it with this entire baby making nonsense...Khushi tum sach main Aryan ke liye karna chahti ho ye 'kuch aur' baat hain?"

Paying emphasis to the words 'kuch aur' he looked at her smugly. Retaliating she looked into his mischievous eyes.

"N..n...no..'kuch aur' baat nahin...I just want to make Aryan happy...he needs a brother..or sister"...she stammered uncomfortable with the close proximity.

She looked into his molten seductive eyes. "Your thinking of Aryan that he needs a brother but you're not thinking about us that we need each other.? It's been so long Khushi that I have held you in my arms, caressed you, touched you..I Want you Khushi! And I know you want me too".

He held her by the hips and touched her forehead with his. "Khushi I can't make love to you just for a baby..I want to make love to you because we love each other..because our minds want to, our hearts want to...our bodies want to be united.."

Her eyes started welling up. "Arnav let me go...you got it wrong..."

Hearing her say that, he let go instantly. "Khushi don't come near me then as when you're around my animal instinct takes over. I respect you and your body so I will not use it to get a baby out of you..."

The breathing turned erratic between the two. Khushi began heaving and looked down helpless by her attraction for him. He inched slightly close and took her mangulsutra in his hands and kissed it. A swish of his musky aftershave played havoc on her senses once again. "Khushi this mangulsutra has made you a stranger to the rest of the world and made you mine forever...this sacred bond we have I value it more than my own life..I love Aryan but I love you more..our son is an extension of us...so you should never feel threatened by his closeness to me..by the way thank you for making me those methi paratha's they were scrumptious just like you..".

There was a knock on the door. Arnav moved off and Khushi tried gaining her normal senses which were blown away again. "Come in.."

"Sir I thought I'd ask you shall I order some tea, coffee for you and Mam..ya 'kuch aur'?"

Khushi looked at Arnav. He looked back with a naughty glint in his eye. "So Khushi you want 'kuch aur'?"

She turned away and tried not to smile. "No its okay I'm going anyway". Seeing Aman around she left very quickly leaving a smirking Arnav.

***

Arnav picked up Aryan and was trying to get the boy off to sleep. Khushi came after a little while, holding his milk bottle.

"Buddy your mum is here you go off to sleep now".

"Nooo I want you near me too". Arnav looked at Khushi. "Mum will hold my bottle and you will lay next to me here.."

Aryan was in the middle of the bed, Khushi on the left laying next to him and Arnav on the right laying next to him.

Spluttering his milk Aryan looked at his dad. "Story please".

"Story? Uh once upon a time there was a man that loved this beautiful princess.."

Aryan stopped drinking and interrupted in between. "dad was the princess as beautiful as my mum?"

Arnav looked at Khushi. "You find your mum beautiful? She is isn't she? Ya she was very very pretty".

"Dad stop having clicks with mum! You promised me!"

"Clicks?" Arnav chuckled.

"Your Rabba ve's dad!"

Khushi feeling embarrassed concentrated on holding his bottle for him.

"..she came into his life filling it with love...but he was too evil minded, arrogant and snobbish that he broke the princess's heart...and he did not even know how to mend it..so..."

Khushi looked on emotionally and he forgot to carry on with the story. "The princess ...son ...should tell him what she wants him to do so he can get her back again..."

A tear escaped his eye and he looked away. Aryan had gone to sleep. Looking back he let go of his hand and got up..leaving for his room.

Every night he looked up at the stars and tried to talk to Anjali. Her death had really broken him. *Anjali I wish you were here to see the girl you wanted me to marry is your sister-in-law...I wish you were here to guide me...I know you're watching from somewhere and make sure you keep an eye on your brother as he needs you.."

"Arnav?" Khushi called him from behind. Taken aback he questioned her with his eyes. "Khushi are you okay?"

She hardly ever entered his room. "Yes I just wanted to know what you thought of my proposal."

Looking puzzled and then figuring it out what she meant. "Oh that...Khushi your serious?"

She nodded her head he walked near her and circled her. Feeling timid she looked away. "Khushi I can't believe you're saying this to me".

"Sleeping with girls has never been a problem for you in the past"...she retorted with a sharp edge.

"Darling those were girls your my wife..that was my past...which I would like to forget..if you don't mind."

"it's not as if you haven't had s** with me before...I was just like those other girls.."

"No you were my first proper love then and..till now.."

"Whatever!..I want a baby..for my son..and you can only give it to me".

Coming closer she looked at his eyes turning into their flirtatious best. Nervously she moved backwards. His eyes, seriously looking at her. Reaching his sliding doors she was stopped and he smoothed her hair behind her ear. Cupping her face he moved near. She closed her eyes waiting for his luscious hot lips on hers once again. He burst out laughing. "Khushi I can't do this! For a baby? You must be joking...Your mad...go away". He held his stomach and fell over in splits.

Pouting her lips she felt like a fool. She turned and left him laughing. *He does not even find me attractive enough to sleep with me now...He could have used the excuse of the baby to come near but he refused...*

Feeling dejected she found the more he refused her proposition the more she wanted him.

Precap; Arnav shirtless..Khushi drools..☺️

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