arshi-( Ippknd)-OS- Sacking Khushi *complete *

Sacking Khushi

"Khushi what are you doing here ?"

"Saving your hide MR RAIZADA"

"Either way bhai is going to kill me- just which is going to worse?"

"Jiju , I don't feel pleasantries so make the explanation short and sharp -we have work to do and then my bed and medications are calling"

"Bhai is going to kill me for allowing you to work in your state"

"I have flu -I will survive; the worst is I give it to you! What is it they say sharing is caring!"

"Khushi please don't share this with me -save it for you husband. In fact please give it to him -that way he would be too ill to kill me."

"Going back to your options. What are they ?"

"I screw up the deal as all the designs are not ready - but I know, that if I tell Bhai now, he will buy us some time- then he will kill me. So you see either way I'm going down. If I let you stay in this state he will bury me - if the designs are not ready I will live to tell the tale. So you see out of purely selfish desires and the desire to live -you have to go home or your jiji will become a widow very soon, at worse and at best we will never have any children. Please Khushi go home!"

"Akash Jiju -are you a man or a mouse -are you that scared of your brother?"

"When it concerns you - I'm a mouse -Listen SQUEAK,SQUEAK- I'm squeaking please go home !"

"The longer we argue, the longer I am going to be around -so the quickest way for me to get home -is lets finish the designs"

"Khushi please go home or I will call Bhai -right now!"

"Call him ! He's unobtainable for at least the next few hours -stop wasting my time with this useless convo- I feel like death -so before my medications wear of -lets work"

"Useless convo's -you're the original Queen Khushi Raizada"

"Jiju before we start a mug of hot lemon and honey- my throat feels like sand paper"

"See what I mean; you can still find your voice to have a useless argument with me -please Khushi you're not well go home."

"Designs Jiju"

"Let me ring your Jiji -Payal -Khushi is at work talk to her or your now officially talking to a dead man"

"Akash Ji -she is more stubborn than Bhai when it comes to her work-finish the task and send her home-QUICKLY"

Khushi and Akash worked quickly and productively -instead of starting from scratch -Khushi had Akash pull some archived samples that were not deemed suitable enough for one reason or another to carry the ASR label.

"OK jiju -lets re hash these outfits and let's see what we come up".

Bodices were removed from one outfit and attached to other designs , lengths were shortened. Duppta's were halved and used as sleeves. Whole borders of Lengha's were removed and used as sleeve borders and choli's and various embellishments -by late afternoon the designs were complete and actually fabulous.

"Khushi - you're cannibalisation idea worked -the task is completed -and you look like death warmed up - please go home now"

"After I have seen the walk down for the clients"

"No way Khushi- you are exhausted -you look and sound terrible -I think your flu has got worse- YOU ARE GOING HOME!"

"After all the work I have done, you think I'm going to miss the end ?"

"Yes you are-either you go home with Mohan or I will have security walk you off the premises"

"what ? You will have security walk ME off the premises"

"Damm why didn't I think of that earlier "

Khushi folded her arms and glared at Akaash with a look which would make most mortals wither and die instantly.

"Khushi -I'm used to Bhai-you walking to the car or am I phoning security"

"Phone Jiju -and lets see what Di, Jiji, and Nani have to say?"

"You didn't mention Bhai's name. I must be doing something right."

Akash showed Khushi the door. She was hot and flushed , she felt like death warmed up but she wanted to see the show -this lady was not for budging.

Akash called security "please escort Maam off the premises-to the car downstairs -Mohan is waiting "

The security guards looked from one to another and then looked from Khushi to Akash,and then back at each other. "err...sir ... you want us to escort Khushi Bhabhi off the premises?"

"She was fired from her job about half hour ago-she has no right to be here"

"I have -I am married to the CEO of this company "

"You may be married to him but currently in his absence, I hold the most authority -so your fired!"

"err... Bhabhi ..please come with us.."

"If I won't then what? Are you going to forcibly carry me out? Don't forget I'm your Bhabhi-that means I'm married to your brother -in case you have forgotten who he is - his name is Arnav Singh Raizada."

"Akaash Sir ,we can't carry her out -she is our Bhabi !"

"You hold the doors open -I'll do the carrying -and deal with Bhai myself later"

Khushi was unceremoniously thrown over his shoulder and carried out to the car.

The staff at AR designs looked on gaping with mouths wide open, as the scene unfolded. Khushi felt positively ill. Was she going to throw up all over Akaash-she didn't care that she was being carried through the building like a sack of potatoes. All she could think of was she going to hurl all over Akash or pass out. Her head was throbbing and all she really wanted right now was her bed.

"Akash please put me down .."

"Will you go home ?"

She meant to say yes but all that came out of her mouth was "no"-it didn't even sound like her.

Akash had almost reached the main doors "the only person who can reinstate you is the CEO till he confirms in writing that you are allowed on the premises -stay out of AR Designs"

"Akash what is the meaning of this?"

Arnav had just arrived -to watch his wife being carried over Akash's shoulder -he would recognise that backside anywhere -he had missed her - she hadn't skyped him for the last four days -just texts and emails -. He missed her but from what he heard what the hell had exactly kicked off in his absence at AR designs.

"Bhai don't stop me! Khushi is not well and is refusing to go home till the walk down - she should have stayed at home in bed instead she came to help me finish the designs -which are stunning -by the way-but right now she needs to be home in bed."

Arnav dropped his bags and rushed over to Khushi . One look at her face and he felt her fore head she was burning up."

"Arnav -tell him to put me down and reinstate me"

"Akash put her down in the car and I will do no reinstating -You my lady are going home to bed and the doctor will be on his way to see you -understood"

Once Khushi was deposited in the car Arnav got in the otherside.

"Bhai where are you going ?"

"Home ! You have shown your skills in this situation. I'm sure you can manage the rest by yourself -it will be child's play compared to handling her. Thanks Akash"

With that Mohan drove home with a very quiet Khushi who was currently being held in her husband's arms. She already felt better.

"My job-Jiju fired me"

"The first intelligent thing that he did all day- We discuss it later -let's get you home to bed first"