*COMPLETED*#2!FF:THE BROKEN BED, Chapters 12 to 20 - Page 82

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This chapter is dedicated my Blaster friend Supriya / Supi the sweet🤗 who wanted Arnav to know that Shyam and NK had wanted to marry Khushi and the exciting possibilities thereof! 😉

Chapter 20

Khushi ready to marry NK!

"Dammit Khushi Kumari Gupta! She has complicated my life unnecessarily! Why did I ever meet her!" Arnav banged his desk, moments after Khushi pushed him away and walked out of his office.

A red file sitting at the edge of the desk fell down, its contents spilling on the carpet. Arnav bent down to pick it. His eyes fell on her name instantly... Khushi Kumari Gupta...He gathered the papers and glanced through them rapidly. Then he barked into the intercom and asked Aman to see him immediately.

Aman knocked on ASR's door and entered to see his boss engrossed in reading the file papers.

Arnav looked up at Aman with flashing eyes, "What is this, Aman?"

"All the details you had asked about Miss Gupta, ASR!"

"Why the hell didn't you tell me earlier that both NK and Shyam wanted to marry Khushi?"

Arnav coughed, "Err...ASR...I got to know this morning. I kept the file with all related information on your desk."

"Dammit, Aman! This was of prime importance! That ba***rd Shyam! I will skin him alive! If he so much so as touches her with a twenty feet pole, I will crush his bones, I will beat him to pulp. I will..."

Aman coughed again, "I get the general idea, ASR! But then you might want to mete out the same treatment to NK ! He is sweet on her too. Khushi's parents are eager to see them married off!"

What the f***

"Well, she can't marry that blistering fool, NK, can she?" Arnav looked at Aman beseechingly.

Khushi reached her apartment and flung down on the bed. Fresh tears welled up in her eyes at his rejection. "I hate him!" she said aloud, when her phone rang. Khushi could not believe her eyes when she saw the caller ID! Arnavji was calling her! Maybe he was having seconds thought! She picked up the phone with a faint hope.

Arnav snapped at her on the other end.

"Listen Khushi, you have many silly ideas but I hope you have enough sense not to marry that nitwit NK !"

Khushi could not believe her ears! Only an hour back, he had told her in no uncertain terms that he did not want her in his life. So what gave him the right to call her and tell her whom to love, and whom to marry! The audacity of the man! She would now do exactly what he wanted her not to do!

She controlled her boiling temper and said in a matter of fact voice "Where did you acquire the right to interfere in my life Mr. Raizada? I will marry whomsoever I want to, samjhe aap? And my parents think NK is just perfect for me! And don't you dare call me again Mr. Raizada. I am done with you!" And she slammed down the phone.

Fuming, Khushi immediately dialled her babuji's number in Lucknow.and waited impatiently for him to pick up the phone. Once the line was connected, she spoke rapidly " How are you babuji? Actually, I called you to tell you something important.! Amma, buaji and you have always wished that I marry NK, well I am ready! You can fix up the marriage whenever you want to!"

Shashi Gupta was surprised but happy! NK was the son of a dear friend and the Guptas knew the family very well. Khushi liked NK, Shashi knew, but his younger daughter had a mind of her own and he did not want to force her into this marriage. So he asked her lovingly "Are you sure Khushi?"

"Ji, babuji!" came the pat reply.

"Has something happened? You sound agitated..."

"I am fine babuji. I am going to Gosak tomorrow for the project. I will come and meet you once I am settled."

"Your amma, buaji and Payel bitiya are returning from tirath yatra (holy pilgrimage) tomorrow. They will be so happy to hear about this news. Maybe Payel bitiya might change her mind about marriage now."

Khushi thought of her sweet jiji (sister)and felt sad. Last year, her sister's marriage was called off when their babuji could not pay the dowry demanded by the groom's parents. Ever since that day Payel had declared her intention to remain single.

"I too hope so babuji. Pranam." Khushi said in a choked voice.

"Khush raho, bitiya (May uou be happy!" babuji blessed her.

Khushi disconnected the line and turned to see Neha standing in the doorway with her hand on her hips, her eyes wide with shock.

Approaching her friend slowly Neha said, shaking her head incredulously,

"What are you trying to do Khushi? Did I just hear you agreeing to marry NK? Has this something to do with ASR? Did he say "no" to you? Have you decided to marry NK on the rebound? This is madness Khushi!"

Before Khushi could reply, her phone rang again. Khushi connected to the caller.

The voice on the other end said cheerfully, "Hello Madam, I am Mr. Sharma from Only Beds', remember me? I hope...ahem, the special bed we delivered to you is comfortable and you have no complaints!"

Khushi at once sprang up from the bed as if it had bit her and shouted into the phone, "I hate this bed, Mr.Sharma. Remove it from my apartment immediately and send it to that rude, arrogant Arnav Singh Raizada's mansion without delay."

"Oh dear! A lover's fight, again! How cute!" Mr. Sharma chuckled at the other end.

Khushi felt like strangling him and disconnected the line fuming.

Neha sat down on the bed and sighed, "Khushi please listen to me. Aren't you over-reacting?" she said.

"Really Neha?! You know how rude Arnavji was? Do you know how much he hurt me? He rejected my feelings outright as totally crap! He said there can never be anything between us..." And tears streamed down Khushi's cheeks again.

Neha ran to her friend and hugged her tightly as her body racked with sobs.

Arnav had a sinking feeling deep within him ever since Khushi had dismissed him abruptly on the phone! Surprisingly he was not angry with her. It was slowly dawning on him that she was hurt. And he was responsible. Maybe he should not have been rude to her. But he did not know how to mince words. He did not want to lie to her. He did not want her to harbour hopes which he could never fulfill. He could never make her happy and she deserved all the happiness in the world.

"ASR! Sir!" a voice was calling him. ASR looked up at Aman who was looking at him curiously.

Arnav drew the lapels of his coat together and sat upright on his chair. "Yes, what is it Aman?" he said briskly.

" ASR I have got hold of the name of the person who gave bail to Shyam?"

"Who is it?" ASR clenched his fist.

"Someone called Billu. What is surprising is that he is a driver who works on a daily basis. Where did he get the money to pay the bail?"

"Someone is using him as a cover, that is obvious Aman," Arnav hissed.

"Yes, you are right, ASR. And another thing. You had asked me to keep an eye on Khushiji's movement. Well, she is leaving for Gosak tomorrow for a month."

Arnav stiffened. "What the! I can't let her go so far away from me!" he growled, punching his desk once again.

Aman tried to stifle a smile at ASR's volatile reaction. Khushiji had affected him pretty badly, it was obvious to everyone except his boss!

Arnav was too worried about losing Khushi to notice Aman's reaction and blazed, "What with that scoundrel Shyam on the loose, I can't let her go, you understand Aman?!"

"Yes, I do understand, sir! "Aman said gravely, hiding his smile and walking away.

He turned back to see his boss pacing up and down the cabin, running his hand through his hair muttering to himself, "But will she listen to me? On the phone she called me Mr. Raizada twice instead of her usual Arnavji! "

For the first time ever since he had started working for ASR, Aman felt a pang of pity for his khadoos boss.

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Originally posted by: cheesemad

I had switched off the lights, went to sleep then I remembered that u were going to update tonight so I am here reserving my fav spot;)