Khushi always shared a very strange yet strong bond with Aruna and Avinash Singh Raizada. She didn't know why but she felt safe under their watch. She used to revel in the way Avinash Papa used to call her every evening to check on her when she was in boarding school.
When she lost them, she felt like she had lost her deity's blessings on her life. She was scared and cautious of everyone and everything around her.
But it wasn't the same anymore.
When she saw Arnav walk forward to stand beside her while glaring at Latika, she felt safe like she used to do. She smiled as Arnav held her elbow, making her slightly stand behind him as if silently announcing to everyone that every trouble has to go through him before touching her.
She smiled shyly when Arnav glanced back at her to make sure that she is alright. She waited in anticipation as Arnav turned back to Latika.
"Watch your words, Latika. She is my wife and I won't tolerate anyone misbehaving with her. Am I clear?" Arnav said arrogantly, his head titled to the right making him look intimidating as ever.
Khushi smiled in satisfaction the moment she glanced over Arnav's shoulder to see Latika gulping nervously as she looked around, thinking of ways to escape from this situation.
Being a model for past 2 years has made her learn one thing- never mess with Arnav Singh Raizada if you don't want your career to go downhill.
"ASR, I am so glad that you are here." She purred softly, walking towards Arnav and was about to hug him when Arnav held his hand forward, stopping her then and there.
"Latika, I asked a question. Am I clear on this?" Arnav repeated as Khushi gave Latika a victorious smile, smirking at her failed attempt to steer Arnav away from the topic.
"Yes, ASR. I won't do that again ever." Latika instantly agreed, knowing very well that her career was at stake here.
Khushi stifled a laugh at this, not wanting to direct Arnav's anger on herself. However, she missed how Latika looked at her in vengeance the moment Arnav turned to her.
"Are you coming with me or not?"
Khushi looked up surprised as Arnav questioned her. She looked around with a frown marring her beautiful face. Her eyes widened the moment she checked her watch and looked at Arnav.
"Yeah it's evening already, Khushi. That's why I came here to look for you." Rolling his eyes, Arnav answered her unspoken question.
Biting her lips, Khushi gave him a sheepish smile and indicated with her finger to wait for some more time. She turned to the choreographers first and then to Latika to instruct them about tomorrow's rehearsals.
Picking up her bag, she turned towards Arnav who was waiting for her patiently. Grabbing his right hand with both of her hands, she said "I can't believe you talked to her like that. I thought only I deserved that kind of behaviour from you."
"Come on Khushi, you know how guilty I feel for behaving so badly with you in past. Besides that, Latika clearly deserved it. No one gets away with behaving so rudely with my wife." Gently placing his hand on her waist, he drew her closer as they walked together towards the exit.
Her heart fluttered the moment she heard the words my wife'. Ignoring how hot her face felt suddenly, she spoke "You know I am surprised that you haven't fired her. When you came in looking very angry, I thought that this is going to be her last day at AR."
"I was going to fire her. But then I don't want her suing AR for kicking her out of the job on just a mere misconduct. Tell you what, next time if she did anything like that again feel free to throw her out. You have all the right to do. Remember, I promised you that I won't interfere in anything relating to this show." Arnav told her smugly making Khushi glance at him in approval.
"Hmm, sounds good to me. I am holding onto your words for it. After meeting her, I think that she is going out from here soon." Khushi answered thoughtfully making Arnav raise his eyebrows at her confidence.
"Now can we please go home? I am starving." Khushi whined making Arnav smile at his cute wife. He shook his head as Khushi almost ran towards their car, telling him to hurry up.
Oh, he was so glad that she was here with him, as his wife and partner.
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As she saw him serving her dinner like he always used to do, she sighed before grabbing his hand and indicating him to stop.
"Shyam, stop it. I can do it myself." Anjali whispered faintly, every memory she shared with her husband becoming more alive than ever.
Shyam nodded, not trusting his voice at all. It broke his heart the way he saw her crying in his arms. Her sobs broke his heart all over again.
He stared down at the food, not being to just raise his hand and eat even one morsel of it. He felt ashamed of what he has done to the person he loved the most.
"What happened? Why aren't you eating?" Anjali asked chewing the food slowly. Giving her a smile, Shyam started forcing the food down his throat.
They ate the dinner in complete silence. When they walked together for their room, Anjali stopped suddenly making Shyam look back.
As Anjali grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him down for a kiss that spoke of longing and reunion, he felt his already dead soul coming back into life making him kiss her back fiercely.
"Love me again, Shyam. Replace the old memories with new ones." She whispered the moment they broke the kiss to gulp down some air while resting their foreheads against each other.
It was all what he needed. Trapping her in his arms, he kissed her with such an intensity that made them stagger back. Resting her back against the wall behind her, Anjali ran her fingers through his hairs, determined to forget everything else to just focus on present.
On the fact that she was being loved again by her husband.
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Khushi was sleeping peacefully when she felt a heavy weight on her body, pressing her down to the mattress. As she was unable to move even an inch, she opened her eyes to look what it was actually.
Her breath was caught in her throat the moment she saw that it was none other than her husband, Arnav who was sleeping peacefully with his face buried in the crook of her neck.
She saw him frowning in his sleep the moment she tried to move a bit. Giving up, she clasped her hands around his waist snuggling against his strong form intimately
She raised her hand, eased the frown creases from his forehead before closing her eyes, a smile intact on her lips.
Everything was good now.
This is it for now. Don't say it's short as I have divided the chapter in 2 parts. I am busy nowadays and will post the next part when I will be able to type further.
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