Differences Between Us :: Arshi FF [COMPLETED] - Page 50

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"Dhyaan se, La. Girne mat dena." (Careful, La. Don't let it fall.)

"What the hell was that?"

Khushi jumped violently at that familiar growl and turned around. Arnav Singh Raizada stood there, emanating wild fury as he glared at her.

"Aap?" she gasped. "Aap yahan kaise aaye?" (You? How did you come here?)

"Obviously chal ke aaya houn. Kya kar rahi thi tum?" (I obviously walked. What were you doing?)

She innocently blinked at him. "Hum yeh uphaar theek kar rahe the!" (I was arranging the gifts!)

The muscles in his jaw clenched tighter to her immense amusement. "You know what I'm talking about, Khushi!"

"Kya?" (What?)

Arnav stormed further into the room, only to stop a few steps away from her. "Flirting with Aman, huh?" he growled.

"Haan to?" she squared her shoulders, raising her chin. That ought to teach him for ignoring her. "Jaise aapne kuchh nahin kiya hai." (So what? As if you didn't do anything.)

"'Scuse me?" he gawked at her incredulously. "What the hell?"

"Ji haan! Aap jab se aaye hain, aapne humein bas ignore kiya! Ek baar bhi nahin dekha!" she sulked and turned back to the gifts. (Yes! You have been ignoring me since you came! You didn't once look at me!)

"Main tumhein nahin kar raha tha!" (I wasn't ignoring you!)

Khushi huffed. "Dekha humne! Malvikaji aaj zyaada hi sundar lag rahi hain, na?" she grumbled. (I saw that! Malvikaji was looking very pretty today, right?)

He stared over her head in confusion until he finally realised what was going on with her. Arnav broke into a rakish smirk as he closed the distance between them and leaned even closer.

"Oh! To Khushi Kumaari Gupta ko jalna bhi aata hai?" he breathed in her ear. (...So Khushi Kumaari Gupta know how to be jealous too?)

She inhaled sharply and turned to look at him with wide, surprised eyes. Chuckling, he moved forward and trapped her between the boxes and his body.

"Jealous, Khushi?"

Startled, she glanced nervously from him to the door and back. "N-n-nahin... H-h-hum k-kyun..." Then suddenly regaining her posture, she straightened herself against him. "Humein Malvikaji se jalan kyun hogi? Jal to aap rahe the! Amanji se!" (No...Why should I... Why should I be jealous of Malvikaji? You were jealous! Of Amanji!)

Instantly, the anger was back on his face, filling her with a sadistic kind of pleasure. The arrow had squarely hit the target.

"About that," he said darkly while his eyes turned blacker. "What's with him?"

Khushi rolled her eyes and pushed him away so that she could resume her work. "Kuchh nahin hai. Voh bas aise hi hain. Aapko to pata hona chaahiye. Voh aapke bhai jo hain," she frowned at him. "Aur aapko bhi jalan huyi, iss baat to nakaarne ki koshish bhi mat kijiye!" (Nothing. He's like that. You should know. He is your cousin. And you were jealous, don't try to deny it!)

To that he shone a dazzling half-smile at her, crossing his arms across his chest. "I didn't deny being jealous, Khushi."

Her eyes widened and she almost knocked over some of the boxes. "K-kya?" (What?)

He took a step towards her, making her gulp. "I said I did not deny being jealous. Yes, I was very jealous when that leech sent you a flying kiss and you caught it. Yes, I feel jealous when any other leech even looks at you."

His warm hand found her bare waist and he pulled her close. Khushi shuttered her eyes tight and swallowed with some difficulty as he pressed a soft kiss right in the parting of her hair.

"And I wasn't ignoring you. I was simply trying to keep my eyes off you," he whispered, his husky voice making her shudder.

"Kyun?" she managed whimper. (Why?)

He chuckled again as his fingers traced abstract patterns on her back. "Have you seen yourself Khushi? You do look beautiful every single day, but today... breath-takingly stunning. And I don't want anyone else to look at like I do, okay?"

A small mischievous smile played on her lips as she looked up at him with teasing eyes. "Kyun? Hum aapke hain kaun?" (Why? What am I to you?)

Arnav narrowed his eyes darkly. "You shouldn't have said that," he muttered, slowly stepping away. Khushi's eyes widened while he shook his head. "You should have said that, Khushi," he grinned and shook his head when he reached the door. He opened it and glanced at her one last time.

"Because now, Khushi, you are going to regret it."

***

"Chamkili, kahaan thi tum?" La thundered as soon as Khushi burst into Payal's room. "Panditji ne kaha hai ke Jiji ko neeche aana chaahiye aur tum ho ki-" (Chamkili, where were you? Panditji has called for Jiji and you-)

Payal held her youngest sister's hand to stop her and smiled at Khushi, who was breathing heavily from all the running around. "Ab voh aagayi hai, na?" (She's here now, right?)

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Shivanee rubbed her hands together in excitement. "Haan, ab chalo bhi! Tum teenon ki maa aagayi, to anarth hojaayega!" (Yeah, let's go now! If your mother comes it will be a disaster!)

Lavanya giggled while Khushi swatted her friend on the back and they all helped Payal towards the mandap. Mamaji and Mamiji stood near the altar since they were the ones who would do the kanyaadaan. Their father had himself decided to give Manohar and Manorama the opportunity. They had been particularly close and supportive to Payal, their favourite niece. The girls sat Payal beside Akaash and stepped back.

Khushi looked around for her parents. Garima was not too far away, speaking to an aunt. But where was her father? A little frown was beginning to form on her face when she noticed Shashi Gupta sitting in the second row. Oddly to her, he seemed to be frozen with shock or terror. Her frown deepened. What had happened to him?

Suddenly, panic gripped her hard. Was her father having another attack? She was just going to nudge Shivanee so she could rush to Shashi's side but something else suddenly caught her attention. And she started realising what could have sent her father in such a state as she felt herself turn to stone.

Arnav Singh Raizada lounged lazily on one side of her father, eyeing her hungrily with that devastating grin that, it appeared, he reserved just for her. Khushi's heart skipped a beat while blood rushed up into her face. Yet, she defiantly held his gaze. What was the man doing?

***

Khushi watched tearfully while the pandit concluded the marriage and proclaimed Akaash and Payal husband and wife. She laughed even as tears spilled on her cheeks and showered the couple with the rose and marigold petals.

Her sister and brother-in-law took the elders' blessings. Garima and Shashi had moved closer for that. They hugged their eldest daughter, although with different emotions each. The father expressed both his joy to see his child married and the grief of being separated from her; but the mother? She was ecstatic. Well, nothing that Khushi had not expected.

As Akaash and Payal moved on to Mamaji and Mamiji, Shashi turned to his second daughter. "Bitiya, khaane ke baad humse zara study mein milne aana." (Come and see me in the study after dinner.)

Khushi's eyes grew wide and an unexpected hiccup erupted. Things were going to be bad...