SS: Keeping Khushi 3: Part 31 on Thread 4 - Page 40

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Amazing updates...loved them!!!...awesome story plz don't end it too soon!!! :)

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Where is our update? Where is our update? I feel like I have lost my real IPKNND...I hate the current track of the show. Smita, your story is the only bright thing left. How could the CVs ruin Arnav and Khushi's character??? I wish they could have read all your stories specially Living Without You and Burning in Love!!!

Loving the updates Smita Di! Especially the end 'scrabble' #ROFL 😉

Part 27

Arnav took Khushi to Omkar after breakfast.

The children were deliriously happy to see her. Amidst loud cries of Di, Di Amma, & Bhaiyya, they hugged her till her ribs were in danger of cracking. Arnav too received his share of hugs.

Arnav & Khushi then went to meet Baba.

Baba took one look at Khushi's face, and felt relief he had never felt before. She was happy. Very happy. Smiling, she touched his feet, kissed his hand, and hugged him tight.

Baba glanced at Arnav's face. The look in Arnav's eyes as he watched Khushi hugging her Baba! It screamed of love and pride.

Leaving Arnav with Baba, Khushi went to the kitchen to help make lunch.

Three hours later, he took her back home with him. They sat silent in the car, enjoying each other's company.

As he stopped at a traffic light, Arnav caught hold of Khushi's hand in his gentle one.

"Khushi, it seems Vivek will be coming this weekend. I need his help to figure out where and how to fix the railings for you. And the heights at which I need to do them."

Khushi smiled, pressing his fingers between hers, loving the feel of him.

"I will find 2 ladies to man the kitchen in Omkar.", she promised.

"Khushi, I talked to Baba about recording a CD." Her eyes widened in shock.

"That way, music lovers will get to hear him, he won't have to meet many people, and he will never have to worry about money again.", Arnav reasoned it out.

"Baba agreed?", she asked, unable to believe this news.

"He has promised to think about it."

"The last person who came to him with a recording offer found himself kicked out of Anand Sadan. It will be a miracle if he agrees.", she said softly, looking at his face with wide eyes.

Arnav smiled. "But I am not just anyone, Khushi.", he reminded her. "I am Baba's son-in-law."

Khushi smiled.

"And Khushi, I was thinking, why should Vivek go all the way to Mumbai for his studies and a part-time job? If he prefers it, I can find something for him in Delhi."

Khushi stared at him.

"Then he can see all of you daily. Why should he stay alone far away when his family is here?"

The lights changed, and he took his hand from hers to drive on.

"Please pinch me.", Khushi said in a low voice.

"What?"

"I can't believe that this is Mr. ASR talking. Please pinch me...", she smiled, a naughty glint in her eyes.

He slammed on the brakes.

"I won't pinch you, Khushi, but I will most definitely kiss you.", he said, and followed his threat to the letter, kissing her cheek thoroughly.

Her cheeks were as red as roses as they walked into RM.

That afternoon, Arnav took Khushi to his office. He needed to get a file from his cabin, and he didn't want to spend a moment away from her.

She wore a pink, cream, and green Benaras silk sari, and plaited her hair tidily to fall to the back of her knees. She looked beautiful, like a pari, like some dear dream of his that he had forgotten...

"Khushi?"

She looked at him.

He cupped her cheek.

"Thank you."

"For what?", she was genuinely surprised.

"For being with me." Sincerity shone from his eyes.

Khushi swallowed, and nodded.

He parked in front of a huge building in the centre of the city. He opened her door, and held out his hand. She placed her hand in his, and alighted with his help. Curving her hand around his forearm, he led her into the office.

Aman's face broke into a wide smile as he watched Arnav Singh Raizada walk in with his wife, Khushi. He came rushing to them, greeting them.

"Sir, you didn't have to come here. I would have brought the papers Mr. Roy sent to your home in the evening.", Aman protested.

"Are they ready, Aman?"

"Sir."

Aman frowned. It was bad enough that ASR was working the day after his marriage, but to come to the office with poor Khushiji... How he wished Arnav and Khushi would enjoy a care-free honeymoon in some haven far away from the madding crowd!

Arnav led Khushi into his office, and made her sit across from him. He and Aman placed many documents in front of her, asking her to sign them. She didn't know what they were, and didn't want to ask Arnavji what they were. She trusted him. She signed all of them.

Arnav took the file he wanted, and left the office with her, smiling, noticing the numerous curious, envious eyes on him and Khushi.

He sat working in their room after dinner, typing on his laptop furiously. Khushi walked in, a glass of water and his medicine in her hand.

"Arnavji, your medicine.", she said softly.

"Just a moment, Khushi.", he murmured, preoccupied. "Let me just finish this..."

She sat there, looking at him. The frown on his face as he looked at the accounts, the strands of hair flopping on to his forehead, the sleeves of his shirt rolled up to his elbows, revealing his strong, muscled arms, his long, muscular legs folded under the low table...

He finished his work, and looked up to see her sitting on the bed, staring at him.

He swallowed.

He got up and walked to her, kneeling beside her, their eyes locked.

Khushi brought the pill to his lips. He parted them and took the pill, his eyes still holding hers. She lifted the glass of water to his lips. He drank, and swallowed the pill. She set the glass aside.

A drop of water clung to his lower lip. Khushi lifted a finger to wipe it away, but Arnav shook his head, dissuading her. He looked at her lips. They trembled.

Looking into his burning, golden brown, honey eyes, Khushi slowly parted her plump lips. She brought her head closer to his, cupping his rough cheeks in her soft palms. She angled his head, and slowly placed her lips on his, licking away that lucky droplet.

Within a week, she had a new bank account in the name of Khushi Arnav Singh Raizada, a handful of credit cards, and three prime properties in Delhi, including Anand Sadan in her name. She stood shocked, the documents held loosely in her nerveless hands, staring at him.

Part 28: https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/fan-fictions/3259956/ss-keeping-khushi-3-part-31-on-thread-4

Beautiful! Amazing! Out of this world!!!!
First of all, I simple LOVED the sari! I can imagine Sanaya Irani wearing it! I wish you start designing her outfits for the show as well.
Arnav is a dream! The most caring and loving husband there could ever be. He has made people of Omkar his family as well. I love the fact that he thinks about them and is sharing the responsibility! Just adore this Arnav.
Oh, is Khushi going to be upset about the accounts and properties??? I know for sure that she doesn't give a dime about all these material things. I am waiting to see how would Arnav convince her??? He's securing her future; is there anything this guy doesn't do for his love!!! He's just PERFECT!!!!
❤️
P.S.: I am so glad that I am the first one to comment! Stalking paid off! 😃

Just started reading this FF and i'm hooked

Thanks for the update. I loved the idea of Arnav being so confident that he could'nt be kicked by baba as he is the son-in-law ..