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Part 12 Way Home I
At 6 in the morning, Khushi snuggled further into her pillow, smiling softly at how unusually comfortable and noiseless her bed seemed to be. The surprising thing was that despite being hard, the pillow was comfortable. But to her slight annoyance, she seemed to shaking and there was a slight noise in the background. She realised she was quite comfortable in a sitting position. And then it hit her; Sittig and sleeping?! Hard but comfortable pillow?! Shaking and noise? She closed her eyes in fear, her hands tightening around the fabric they lay on...Was it an earthquake?! she asked herself, hearing the rumbling.
And then she heard it...
"CHAAAII! Garrma garram chaaiii!"
TEA?! Her eyes flew open and she took in her surrounding. TRAIN?! And then it all came back... She blushed and her hand touched her lips with a small smile. Her eyes went to her hands which were fisting Arnav's shirt at the collar. She looked at his face and directly into his intense brown eyes.
"Good morning!" he said huskily.
"Good morning" she said smiling.
He brushed his lips against hers softly and she gasped in surprise.
"That's how I intend you to wake me every morning after we marry.." he breathed against her cheek.
Khushi blushed and nodded.
Few minutes later, both of them had brushed (its possible on a train ;P ) and were sipping hot tea. Arnav had said that sugar for one day wouldn't kill him.
So they were now sitting across each other in an amicable silence.
"So, you wanna stay in Lucknow or go back immediately...?" Arnav asked.
Khushi looked at him thoughtfully. "I think I would go back... I mean, Amma and Babuji and Buaji will be worried..."
Arnav quirked an eyebrow. "And where did this thought go when you packed your bags and ran away to Lucknow?"
Khushi looked at him annoyed. "I wasn't thinking..."
"You never do!" Arnav smirked.
"Haw! You Laad Governor!"
Arnav shrugged. "All yours..."
He came across and sat next to her. "I think since we are going back to Delhi, we will get down at the next station. I will send for a chopper.."
"Alright" Khushi agreed. "Arnavji, how will our family react?"
Arnav smirked. "I will bet that Di has already fixed our marriages..."
She looked at him with wide eyes. "Di knows?"
"Yes..."
"You told her?!" she squeaked.
"No, she figured it out.." Arnav shrugged.
Forty-five minutes Later-
"What the-!" Arnav said, banging the steering wheel.
"What happened?"
"The tyre is punctured.."
Khushi's eyes widened. "Is there a spare?"
"I dunno"
Khushi rolled her eyes. "Of course! All you know about cars is driving them!"
She put her hand on the handle and said sternly "I am going to check. You stay put in the car!"
"What the-! I am not a baby!"
"Do you know how to change the tyre?" she asked.
"But I-"
"DO YOU KNOW?"
"Well, I don't know..." he admitted.
"Then let me do the work. You sit in the car." she said quickly and got out muttering "All your presence will do is distract me...!"
Arnav smirked as he heard her and waited in the car for five minutes. But he was Arnav Singh Raizada after all... Kisi ki nahi suntha!
He got out of the car and saw Khushi stepping on a wrench that was attached to one of the bolts, trying to push it down. Her hair was messy and falling on her face and her hands were greasy till her elbows. Arnav watched a bead of sweat travel from her temple, down her jaw and then dropping off her chin onto the ground.
He loosened his tie a bit and walked as casually as possible to Khushi. He snaked his arms around her waist making an unsuspecting Khushi gasp. "Ar-Arnavji!"
"Why don't you teach me how you fix a tyre?"
"Huh?" she said in a dazed way, her foothold on he wrench loosening.
He kissed her jaw and murmured "I love you..."
Khushi smiled and turned around and wound her arms around his neck. "I love you too..."
He kissed her forehead and pecked her lips. He caught her head to tilt it into a more pleasurable position, but Khushi stopped him. "Arnavji, the tyre..." she whispered against his lips.
Arnav frowned at her. "Seriously?"
Khushi laughed and nodded. "We need to be at the helibase in 20 minutes more..."
"Right..." Arnav said, stepping back.
"Did you inform everyone at home?" she asked.
'Home'? More like a drama company or ZOO! He grimaced thinking of the conversation he had earlier with his family. Bloody eavesdroppers! He cursed fondly, remembering the conversation in the morning with them...
The phone was received on the first ring. "Hello?"
"Hello Di?"
Giggle. "Hello Chhote"
Frown. "Di, what happened?"
"We found an excellent rishta for Khushiji!"
Frown turns to scowl. "What the-! Di I-"
Another voice. "Don't scold Di Bhai!" Hidden laughter.
"Akash?!" Arnav wondered if they were on speaker and whether the whole family could hear him.
Mysterious voice. "We know Bhai... we know...!
Frown returns. "What do you know?"
Mock seriousness. " We won't dare say that again. Khushiji is yours. Samjhe hum!"
Arnav jerked away from the phone as if electrified. He looked at Khushi who was looking out of the window with a smile and remembered his words- "Don't you dare say that again! You are mine. Samjhi tum?"
Arnav gulped. "Akash, are you on speaker phone?"
Unbelievable! His brother had just teased him!
Someone muttering. "What is new about that!"
A small laugh. "Aap bhi na Payalji... It's family only na?"
How many people were there?! He heard a faint 'Hai Re Nandkisore!'
Holy shit, even the Guptas were there!!! Feeling a little queasy, he said a hoarse 'Akash I will call later!'
He cut the phone and looked at Khushi. If he told her, she probably wouldn't allow him to lay a finger on her again... Nope, he won't tell her and he wondered how they knew in the first... he felt embarrassed, hoping he hadn't been THAT obvious...
He had to inform Di about their arrival. So he texted her:
Got Khushi. We're coming back by evening. Tc.
A moment later, his phone beeped. Reply from Di:
Aww, I knew you would do it Chhote! Waiting at home.
That reminded him. He replied back:
Di, were you serious about her rishta?
*Beep* Ofc Chhote!
Arnav frowned. Who is it?
*Beep* Isn't it obv?
Cryptic drama queens was what his family was made of. He hesitantly texted back:
NK?
*Beep* Really Chhote? Ofc not! It's YOU!
Arnav was surprised.
Me?!
*Beep* Yes you baby bro Or you still don't wanna marry yet?
No!
*Beep* NO?!
He hurriedly texted back-I mean ofc, I will marry her!
*Beep*Good! We await you at home
Arnav gulped. 'We'? Okay. See you then...
Somehow that devil smiley was warning him...
*Beep* Okay 😊
Another beep. A message from Akash?
He opened it drowning and was shocked: Have fun Bhai!
He texted back. Fun? 😕
*Beep* You know... 'fun'? 😉
Why are you being so cryptic! 😡
*Beep* Fun =
WTH?!
*Beep*
*Beep* Btw, Bhai you need to give me lessons in being so romantic! You have set new standards in the house! Payal is so demanding now!🥺
*Beep*Btw, Chhote you are so romantic! ❤️
Oh horrors! What was happening! Without replying, Arnav switched off his mobile and pocketed it.
(In case you wonder how the mobile got charged, Plz assume that the station they got down at had charge points. Dunno about North but I did see charge points in South India )
Arnav shuddered and looked at Khushi who was know straightening her dress. "Tyre's done?"
"Yes" she smiled.
They walked into the car and drive to the helipad.
Edited by Dynamix215 - 12 years ago
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