Why is he here, itni jaldi kya thi? Arnav asked irritated as soon as he entered their room.
She remained silent thinking something.
He should have come after few days. He said trying to divert her attention but she looked little lost taking out something from her bag. He watched her setting his keys and wallet on the side table.
Khushi? tum teek ho? He asked from across the bed. He wondered what happened to her. She seemed to be fine in her house but suddenly she became silent in the car.
Sit. She took his hand and made him sit closer to her.
He adjusted himself leaning his back against the headboard, while she moved closer to him. She wanted to talk to him but looking at his tired eyes, she thought its better he take rest.
Actually Why dont you sleep? You look drained out.
Khushi, what is it? Lets get it over. He cupped her cheek as she looked hesitant.
She kissed the back of his palms and her vision blurred as she looked at him through her welled up eyes, and spoke taking erratic breaths, I am feeling overwhelmed, not sure how to react.
Come to me. He pulled her closer resting his hands on her lap, rubbing her feet. What happened? What is it thats bothering you so much?
She took deep breath and spoke looking into his eyes, Before I could even finish saying, before my tears rolled out of my lids, you came running towards me? Kyun? Itna pagalpan kyun? Kaise aadmi ho tum? [Why? Why are you so crazy about me? what kind of person are you?] Slogging away for the entire day, you came running to me just to make sure I am OK, without even thinking how burned out you are?
Khushi, yeh...He tried to cup her nape and pull her closer.
No let me talk. I need to talk today. In my life I havent seen anyone like YOU. My entire life I heard all men are same and carry brains in their d*cks. I havent seen my father being so crazy about my mom. I havent seen him (NK) like this. I wasted my career, my life for him hoping that he will be atleast 10% of what you are.
The moment she referred NK, he became rigid and lowered his eyes trying to hide his anger, withdrawing his hand from her skin.
I know you dont like me talking about him but you need to know something. Something that shook me off today. But before that, I promise I will not bring him between us, or in my thoughts after our talk. He immediately looked at her concernedly, trying to follow her. She reached for her bag and took out a paper. He looked at the folded sheet and then at her giving his all attention as she started breaking down again.
I have, in fact I had 2 passions in my life. Singing and Sketching. I stopped singing when my parents sent me to London, sort of like rebellious step, I was angry, I believed I was angry at everything I loved until then. As I now connect the dots, if I come to think of it closely, I am having feeling that I was majorly angry with you for allowing them to take me away from you. He looked flustered and perturbed as nothing made sense to him.
All day I was cursing myself as I couldnt remember one single incident or thing that happened between us or we did together.
Khushi, what are you saying?I am not able to understand. Get a grip, you are shivering. He tried to rub her palms but she is unstoppable. She is on roll to let him know her, what she is feeling, her inner torment, and she continued taking her hands from his.
I stopped sketching when I couldnt get anyone's portrait, NK's to be precise. He was the first person I tried to sketch after many years. I failed miserably. At some point I thought of taking it as career but he didnt believe that sketching is my passion and mocked which dropped my morale to pit bottom. I tried god knows how many times to get him on paper, with him sitting right in front of my eyes. But never worked, forget about the entire portait, I couldnt get a single stroke correct. Today, when you weren't there around, when I dont have single photo of yours with me, I tried again, purely based on my thoughts and imagining the way you look at me with all your being.
And? He spoke barely audible, barely getting words out of his mouth, holding his breath curiously impatiently waiting for her.
She opened the paper and showed him as tears flooded her eye gates non-stop.
He looked shocked, overwhelmed and stared at the paper for quite sometime trying to believe if this was his sheer reflection or a sketch. Perfect in all ways including his frown lines, a faded mole on his jaw and scar on his eye crease.
He looked at her amused, shocked and paralysed, feeling extremely overwhelmed with what she is implying.
How is this possible Arnav? How did I do it?
He remained silent tongue tied unable to come up with any answer. How is it possible? That bothered him as well. He looked up as he heard more from her.
Was I always thinking about you all these years? Why was I angry at life before meeting you? How did a nerd like me turned to a pervert? Why did I started humming after meeting you? Why did I became chatter box after meeting you? Why did I let you touch me (almost kiss) on our engagement night? Why did I come to convince you instead of bashing you? Why did I feel upset for stopping you that night? Why did I feel that it was perfect decision when you filled my maang? She asked holding his hand at her lips.
Khushi, you are wearing out. Lets stop this, look at your condition. He tried to stop her as she started turning cold slouching to him.
She shrugged his hand, holding it for his attention.
You know why I entered into relation with NK? Because he gave me attention that my parents, people around failed to give me. Thats exactly what I thought up until you came to me few hrs ago. But the fact is, I got used to you and your attention in our childhood so much that I tried to seek it from other people all my life. And somewhere unknowingly I tried to seek that warmth and attention from him. My mom was right when she said, I did anything and everything I can to get one hug and kiss from you. I thought more about you in these 8 years than I thought about my relation with him. For reason that I wasnt aware of then but now I am.
Slowly, it dawned to him what she is trying to say leaving him shocked. She tried to find him in everything she saw and everyone she met all her life. And Everything seemed and made much more sense to WHY they love each other so much, even though they knew nothing much about the lost years.
On the night I broke up with NK, before taking the most important decision of my life to become yours that night, when I checked myself in the mirror, I couldnt recognize myself. I was no longer Khushi Kumari Gupta. My whole body, soul and my heart screamed your name, like a slap on my face, all I could feel was your touch, your gaze, this mangalsutra and this sindoor.
He took her hand and kissed her trying to console her, wiping her tears. He looked at her fondly until he heard her next statement.
I always wondered why I let you touch me in public when I blasted NK for doing the same. [[I hope you all remember when I introduced NK, I said she didnt like and felt odd NK hugging her in the airport]]
Khushi, thats enough. Its now going overboard. Lets stop it. He didnt like where the topic is going and tried to get hold of her hands that caught his sweat jacket tightly, possessively.
She caught his lapels and pulled one final straw that she wanted him to know, Why did I never allowed NK or anyone as a matter of fact, forget about getting physical, not even to kiss me?
Khushi STOP IT. He yelled at her, pushed her away and got off the bed furiously. He paced across the room angrily, lashing the vase that came along his way. He is exasperated thinking all that discussion was unnecessary. He wanted to listen to her but he couldnt bear what she is saying. Most importantly, the thought of she having physical relation with NK never crossed his mind because it didnt matter to him. All it mattered was her, and he is sad that she is giving explanation for something he didnt care or never valued.
He in a long stride, jumped onto the bed and held her shoulders roughly and yelled at her, Do you really think I care a damn about what your relation was with him? Do you really think I think about all these before loving you, kissing you, touching you? In what world are you? Is that what you think of me? Do you really think I will be thinking if you are freaking virgin or not when I will be making love to you?
She nodded NO and was about to say something when he interrupted. He cupped her cheeks firmly and made her look into his eyes, Then listen. Open your damn ears properly and listen. I DO NOT CARE even if you had such relation. Do you understand? I didnt love you for this piece of meat to question you if it was used or not. I loved you for your heart and the way it beats for me every single time, I loved you for returning my smile back, I loved you for making me fool, I loved you for making me realize that there is a person waiting for me to get back home, longing for my touch and most importantly for making me realize that I cannot survive without you. What have you done Khushi? You just broke me into pieces putting yourself in awkward situation explaining some crap which never mattered to me at all.
She nodded NO, with her eyes lowered, flinching in pain and crying for his arms around her, No thats not what I meant. You got it all wrong. All I wanted to convey to you is...she looked up at him and spoke looking into his eyes, For reasons that are unknown to me all these years, I was very possessive of my body. I never allowed anyone to touch me. Today it all made sense that I never wanted anyone to touch me other than YOU. I am just saying I was protecting it for you. My ALL for YOU, all my life unknowingly only for YOU.
He pulled her to bone crushing hug as he wept silently on her shoulders. He couldnt say anything. Anything he says will be nothing infront of what she just said. In a generation of people having multiple affairs, his wife is saying, in fact screaming that SHE IS VIRGIN by body, by heart, and by soul, waiting for him all her life. He hugged her as tight as he could to calm her to make her feel home. She hugged him bunching his jacket on his back, feeling relieved, finding much needed solace. As he brushed her hair, her grip on his jacket loosened and her body leaned loosely on him and slowly her hands dropped to the floor.
Khushi? He called her but no response. He pulled back to check on her, Khushi?
She passed out, with her eyes closed and lips parted slowly.
He panicked, rubbed her hands, called the doctor immediately.
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Whats wrong with her? Why the hell is she not opening her eyes? Arnav freaked out and screamed at Pradeep Singhania.
Mr. Raizada, I will have better answer if you could let me examine her. She is breathing, so she is out of danger. Would you mind stepping out of the room?
NOOO. He drawled angrily.
Dr. Singhania shook his head at maniac standing in front of him in the form of ASR and he continued his examination.
Arnav paced the length of the room and waiting for some answer. Freaking doctors. He swore all along fuming at Singhania for taking SO long. How long? 5mins. He couldnt wait 5mins for the doctor to examine.
Mr. Raizada...
What happened to her? Sab teek hain? Why dont you say something?
If you let me speak, I will. Singhania spoke writing note.
Arnav stopped talking and waited impatiently for the doctor to speak.
Nothing is wrong with your wife. She just needs some sleep. She should wake up in few hours.
Thats it? You took sooo long to tell this?
Dr. Singhania checked his watch, If I am not wrong, I took 4mins 42 secs to examine her and I believe thats pretty impressive. He said mockingly.
Arnav looked away irritated at his mocking statement and sat next to her. Anything I need to watch out for? Like her food?
Again NOTHING happened to her. Give her glucose water or lemon juice, she will gain strength.
Singhania handed the Visit Note to Arnav and escaped right away.
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The clock ticked 2PM in the afternoon, when Khushi woke up feeling massive weight on her belly and her knees. She rubbed her eyes that felt heavy and burning. She felt considerably confined to move as she tried to open her eyes. She peeked from beneath her lids trying to register what is stopping her from moving. She sensed a huge soft log and ran her hand on her belly. As she opened her eyes thoroughly, she noticed his hand wrapped around her belly securely and his leg tangled around her knees. She smiled dreamily and looked to her side to find him sleeping on her shoulder, his hair tickling her neck.
She tilted her head and pecked his hair making him snuggle into her neck more closely. She tried hard to look at his face but his frontal hair and the position of his head on her shoulder blocked the view. She raised her forefinger and ran it through his hair, slowing moving down to his forehead. He creased his forehead in deep sleep as he sensed something crawling. She then parted her fingers to touch his eyes trailing on his eye lids. She could feel him fluttering his lids in reflex action. She mutely giggled to herself. She then brought her fingers to his nose, momentarily blocking his breathing making him nuzzle his nose on her chest. But He didnt wake up. She pursed her lips thinking strategy. She then moved her finger down to his lips and traced his lip line to find his lips slightly parted. Pressing her fingers at the corners of his lips, she bunched his lips squeezing them.
Aaa? pls sone do. He frowned and mumbled in deep slumber.
Letting a naughty smile, she moved her finger further down to his neck, he twitched as her nails tickled him...He inched up tucking his head in the crook of her neck, he pecked her neck whispering, Kuch chahiye? You need something? He asked sleepily without opening his eyes.
Khumbhkarna! (Rakshas who is known for sleeping long time) She swore under her chin and he smiled giving open mouth kiss on her neck.
She didnt stop right there, with the tip of her finger nail, she tickled his ear.
I am warning you. Stop it. He mumbled covering his ear.
She then tickled behind his ears. He giggled and tried to get hold of her hand but she was too quick to tickle his neck and ears alternating the spots. He swiftly sat up barely resting on her belly, straddling his feet on her either side, You wont stop, wont you? He started tickling her waist.
She giggled, twitched, screamed his name, curling her feet, hitting him, pushing him, shaking her head pleading him to stop. But he didnt, he tortured her to the point that her tears started flowing as result of laughing hard.
Get off of me. You are so heavy. She screamed trying to divert his attention unaware that he is just too smart.
Nice try, but I didnt even sit on you.
She managed to get hold of his hand and bit his finger.
Damn Khushi. She took advantage of the moment and pushed him back with her hands and he fell at her feet. She quickly crawled up and sat on his abs and started pinching his arms.
Ou Ouc..Khushi. Stop it. Its paining.
Good, you are so dead today.
Ok ok Sorry Sorry.
I dont need your stupid Sorry.
Khushi stop it yaar. He couldnt get hold of her as his hands got busy rubbing the painful pinches.
After multiple attempts, with great difficulty, he managed to get hold of her pants' drawstring and undid the knot. She stopped in shock and looked at her pants that may come off the moment she stands. She bunched her pant with one hand at her waist and with the other hand, she tried to grab the strings from his hand but he wrapped them around his palm pulling her closer. He gave one firm tug making her fall hard on his chest, which is when she realized he is bare chest.
Her hands fighting for the strings, her chest fighting to stop heaving against his, her lips fighting to resist touching his stubbled chest, all happened at once in great turmoil. He let out a wicked smile raising his eyebrow, and tugged the strings once again making her lips fall on his toned chest.
That was it, that sent shivers down to her spine making her tummy twist and dance. She creased her lips placing a kiss on his chest. Whats most unique about the way she kissed was the way her lashes fluttered against his skin titillating his senses. It is like her every feature showering their own kisses on him. She tried to getup feeling shy but he tugged her once again and looked at her sensuously whispering Please stay.
She smiled and took her hands from her pants and swept them on his arms giving featherly touch. She inched up and looked at him locking him in her gaze. Putting pressure on his shoulders she crawled up and pecked his lips and quickly moved down brushing her lips all the way to the collarbone to kiss without breaking the eye contact.
As she caressed his arm with her thumb, she leaned in and gave a butterfly kiss which she seem to be mastered in fluttering her lashes against his skin followed by a deep peck.
She moved to the other arm and followed the same thing, making him weaker with her each sensuous touch. She then trailed her thumb on his each collarbone and brushed her lips along the entire way ending it with subtle nip and a deep peck soothing the redness if any.
His breaths became more erratic and what hammered his senses is the way she looked at him after every kiss, making him want her more and plead for more. No words exchanged but she knew what he wanted and how he wanted. This probably the first time in history a man getting pleasured by his woman with simple pecks.
She moved her thumb down to his chest, and circled it around where his heart his. She looked at him and whispered smilingly and proudly, Thats Me!
He smiled Sirf Tum!
She leaned in and pressed her ear to hear his heart beat, looking at him. Quite fast! She said teasingly.
Might take a while to beat at normal. He said huskily freeing one of his hand to brush her hair from her forehead.
*****START OF EDITED VERSION*************
She blushed as he referred her to be the reason for his erratic beats. She gave a feather kiss followed by the series of deep pecks while her free hand brushed his hair behind his ears.
She blushed and abit embarassed and feeling shy witnessing what effect she had on him and him going weaker. She looked up to meet his dreamy eyes.
He bunched her tee below her neck and pulled her face down and whispered, Hope you discerned how you are literally killing me for last 5mins,. She tried hard to control her blush.
*****END OF EDITED VERSION************
Brushing his lips on her ears, he whispered, If you let me take over, I am afraid you will not be able to dance tomorrow. But if you continue, I am afraid I will not let you step out of the room for next three days. He tilted his head and tried to read her expressions that changed to deep thinking as if she is considering her options in hand. Slowly it dawned to her that both options are same and he is teasing her.
Before she could bore her smarted eyes, He squeezed her cheeks pouting her lips and sucked them, I wonder if you wanna dance with me alone or dance with bunch of monkeys in the wedding?
She blushed and tried not to look at him. Tugging her lower lip, he whispered, So Should we or Should we not? Think fast before I leave you with no option. He said with teasing smile.
She looked flustered and spoke narrowing her brows, looking at his chin, I wanna dance with monkeys and attend the wedding.
Ouch..that hurts. I thought you would say Dance in the room! He teased as he already knew her answer.
She pushed him and tried to get up.
He tucked her hair behind her ears and asked, How are you feeling now? I totally forgot to ask you amidst all these. He smiled naughtily.
What happened to me? I am perfectly fine.
Hmm you fainted, nearly killed me. He said wrapping his arms around her waist.
I fainted? She looked worried.
He fluttered his lashes confirming.
Oh..but I dont remember. She looked down trying to recollect.
Khushi?
Hmm? She looked up to meet his eyes.
He rolled her onto the side and he laid next to her resting his head on his wrist. He took her hand, kissing her fingers, he asked with moist eyes, Did you really mean when you said you protected everything for ME? only for ME?
Doubting me? She asked narrowing her eyes abit upset with his question misunderstanding that he doesnt trust her.
No, not at all. I am just asking so that I could hear it from you again. So that I could feel special. He said wiping the lone tear that escaped the corner of her eye.
Every inch of it for you to explore, for you to own it Mr. Arnav Singh Raizada. Would you like to do the honor of changing my......[[she was about to say "changing my virgin status"]]
He placed his finger on her lips and stopped her from saying further as he knew what she was about to say...Please dont ask me that question now. I will not be able to control myself. Save that question for our special day, at a special place, where we will hear only our heartbeats, where we will see only us and nothing else but not today, not like this, amidst these crumpled dirty sheets.
She smiled and cupped his nape and pulled him to a passionate kiss assuring him that she will wait.
They were forced to break the kiss when they got repeated phone calls from panicking bride Payal. Arnav assured that her lehenga will reach her in 2 hours. Arnav asked Khushi to get ready to go with him to Design Studio.
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The moment Khushi left to bathroom to get ready, only one question lingered in his mind, Why was she sent to London at such young age? As far he understands Shashi, the old man seemed to love her daughter like any father does. No matter how hard he tried to remember or understand, he couldnt figure out the reason why she was sent. But one thing he understood how much she missed her parents and he wanted to fill that gap in her life and hatched a plan.
As Khushi came out of bathroom all ready to go out, Arnav made her sit on his lap and showed her 3 brochures.
What's your pick? He asked smelling her wet tresses.
Khushi took the three brochures that had couple posing intimately on it with Honeymoon Packages written in bold.
She looked at him, with her eyes wide open and asked, Humare liye?
No, for Kaka and his girl friend! He said mockingly.
She slapped the brochures on his shoulder and asked, Batao na? Sach mein, for us?
Ofcourse US, you and me. He said scooping her hair to one shoulder.
With shy smile on her lips that only seemed to grow bigger, she opened her the first brochure that read Greece.
He said looking at the brochure along with her, its famous for its Dazzling Greek Islands, Exciting Night Life in Athens, Sunset at Cape Sounion. Is it something that interest you?
She didnt respond and took the second brochure which read Amalfi Coast, Italy. The moment she opened the brochure he said, Known for family owned restaurants, smaller beaches, late night shops, hmm and oh they have restaurant on the water.
She curved her lips in surprise but when he asked if she is interested in that. She switched to final brochure that read Fiji. Her lips instantly curved into happy smile the moment she saw the cover photo and he knew thats the one, Tadrai Island, Fiji. He mumbled nibbling her neck, Private Island, Only for couples, Private pool with ocean view. And the only way we will get to the resort is by helicopter. What do you think?
She smiled shyly tucking her lower lip. When are we going?
Thats surprise.
NOOO, I wanna know. Tell me.
Jeez Khushi, You are so desperate.
She pushed him and went sat in front of the mirror combing her hair. He quickly followed her and kneeled infront of her, How about next month? He asked holding her hand.
Next month? Good We will go for honeymoon during my chums. She blurted out in anger and quickly closed her eyes feeling embarrassed.
Thats awesome idea, I will not have to work hard in our honeymoon then. He teased her.
She gave him a deathly stare.
He kissed her cheeks, I am just teasing, We will work it out.
But somehow Khushi wasnt happy that he planned it for a month later, unaware of his real plans. He got up to get ready and asked her while taking his towel, Waise Khushi, how long does your cycle last?
Chums!!!
Yeah whatever!
5 days, She spoke absentmindedly thinking about honeymoon and is upset that they are not going soon. For some reason, as he stated, she indeed felt desperate.
What the? 5 days? He again settled down infront of her.
She nodded Positive.
Iska matlab, 60 days in an year?
She nodded Yes innocently enjoying the frustration riling up in him.
This is why I hate your God, just so you know. Cant it be single day cycle?
Poochke bataongi. [I will find out and tell you]
Kisse? [With whom will you find out?] He asked innocently.
Bhagwan se. [God]
Very funny.
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Pre-Cap: Khushi entry to Farmhouse, Arnav's first words about his parents death. Weaker hearts, Please read next chappy with a box of tissues.
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