ArHi SS: Mere Brother Ki Dulhan. Thread 2 link on page 143

SYNOPSIS:

What if there was no Shyam's fiasco? What if Akaash and Payal's wedding had gone all smoothly? Then how would've Anjali and Nani able to convince Arnav to marry Khushi? How did they actually realize they are in love?

This short story portrays the other side of the story if there were no misunderstandings and destiny paved way for two entirely opposite creatures to fell in love.

Don't think the story will end it 5-6 parts. I mean it's Arnav and Khushi falling in love, nothing minor 😉

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Chapter 1:

However, amidst all this chaos and non-petering happiness which filled the air, there was a person who sat on his recliner next to the pool side, oblivious to the entire merry making taking place in his house and pondered on the happenings of the previous weeks.

Arnav Singh Raizada, a man who would be imagined to be barking orders on the people assisting the wedding planner he invited, or consoling his Di that everything was going smooth and she needed not to worry, was far away from such businesses and was lost in thoughts of the person, he didn't want to see some months back.

Khushi Kumari Gupta had done some magic on him, tangled him in some enchantments, that she was only being he thought about. His day began from seeing her face or desiring to do so and commenced with a dream which consisted of her and only her. But that was some mere attraction wasn't it? He admitted to that. He was attracted to her, that's it. He reminded himself constantly.

His train of thoughts was badly interrupted by his sister, who was on her full fledging mission to act as a cupid.

"Umm Chote"

Arnav at once jumped on her voice but maintained his posture the very next moment, he was Arnav Singh Raizada after all and he never let other realize that was he was taken off the guard.

"Yes di?"

"What are you doing here?"

"Umm actually Di, I am ready and there's still some time to leave so I decided to rest a little bit, it was one hell of an exhausting day today"

"So thinking about Khushi ji calms you down haan Chote?" Anjali thought and a slight smirk crept upon her face.

"Di what are you up to?" Arnav asked, raising a brow. Anjali and smirk was not a good omen.

"I was wondering Chote that you are so persuading, that you actually wheedled Mami to agree for this marriage."

"So?"

"So I was wondering that... I..umm.. if..yo..c"

"Di speak up! You know I hate this mumbling"

"Will you persuade Mami for NK Bhai and Khushi" Anjali said quickly as words tumbled out her of her mouth.

"Bravo Anjali" She patted herself mentally for such great acting

"WHAT THE DI" Arnav stood up.

Anjali made an innocent look.

"Yes Chote" She replied timidly.

"NK AND KHUSHI! HOW COULD YOU EVEN THINK OF THIS? I MEAN I THOUGHT YOU WERE KIDDING AROUND BUT PERSUADING MAMI? YOU GOT TO BE KIDDING ME. I MEAN HOW CAN NK MARRY KHUSHI?" Arnav shouted not even realizing what he was saying. How could they let marry Khushi someone else. He was attracted to her and they were planning her to marry someone else. How could they even think? Didn't they realize how much she blushes when she's with him? Her mehandi; had A in it and they want to get her married to that NK!

"But Chote we asked your opinion that day after mehandi and you were fine"

"Because I wasn't affected by her till then" He thought

"What the hell, I am not affected by her. I am just a little... umm..attracted" His mind chided

"Di I thought you were kidding but NK and Khushi, how could you even think?"

"Why Chote? What's so wrong in this idea that you are losing your temper?" Anjali asked, pretending to be all innocent and at her brother's wrath.

"Bhai"

Just then Akaash appeared but Arnav was in no mood to listen to him.

"Everything is wrong Di! Khushi is crazy, she's a lunatic who stumbles and trips over things and feeds pattals to cow and she... she's freakin crazy and NK! Well it would be like two idiots under one roof"

"Bhai!" Akaash at once interrupted.

"What is it Akaash? And why are you so tensed?" Arnav spat.

"Bhai... it.. was. Khushi ji on phone"

"Hey Bhagwan or un hone sub sun lia?" Anjali asked worried

Akaash kept the phone on ear but the line was dead, he nodded

"Chote that was very rude? How could you say such things to her? She's such an amazing person. You know what Chote, you don't know the value of people who are actually of much worth." Anjali said roughly and left.

"That was rude Bhai" Akaash added and left with Anjali

"Perfect, Di and Khushi both won't talk to me anymore" He thought angrily, failing to realize that Khushi's anger meant something greater to him.

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Saying that Khushi Kumari Gupta was pissed would be a huge understatement because she was something way more than that. How could he be so rude, so presumptuous? What did he think of himself? Why did he always canonize himself over her? She was no less; she was Khushi Kumari Gupta who defeated him in the Sangeet and then in that kissing ...

DHAK DHAK DHAK.

That kissing bet; Khushi cheeks felt warm and she covered them with her hands

"DM at least don't make my heart go erratic now! I want to hate that..that..Laad Governor" The words came to her mind with some difficulty as she wasn't using it since last two weeks.

"DM I'll will make him pay for calling me a fool, a lunatic, manner less jerk! I'll teach him a lesson for underestimating me and degrading me behind my back. Brace yourself Mr. Raizada, I am co"

"Khushi!"

Khushi closed her eyes in irritation. Payal had broken her reverie

"Kia hai jiji?"

"Yeh Lehenge tumhe Nani ji ne dia hai?" Payal asked bringing the dress in front of her.

"Haan or hum yehi pehne ge" She replied hurriedly. She wanted this conversation to end so she can resume her planning against that Laad Governer.

"It is very beautiful but Khushi what about the one we brought together?" Payal asked, dejected.

"Actually I promised Di that I'll be wearing it" She tried to be polite while on the inner side, she was getting pissed with every passing dialogue.

"But Khushi, you can wear this for the reception. I mean I personally chose it for you. It's my wedding won't you do this much for me?" Payal asked pouting like a small child

"But jiji, Arnav ji chose this for me" She immediately thought and then it clicked her mind. An evil grin spread on her face as she witnessed the pieces of her puzzle fit together perfectly.

"Actually you are right; I'll wear that lehenga only. After all my jiji chose it for me" She said hugging her sister, dancing inside knowing that her victory was now inevitable.

"But Khushi"

"Yes jiji?"

"Didn't you promise Anjali ji?"

Khushi laughed.

"Wasn't that promise made just to tell Arnav ji that she'll be wearing his choice in the wedding, and now she'll pop his bubble?" She thought.

"I'll wear it in the reception. She'll understand." She patted her shoulder and went to her cupboard, the first step to her mission to defeat Laad Governor.

Precap:

His eyes roamed everywhere searching for the lady he had been itching to see since morning. He wondered how will she look in that dress he designed or assisted in their creations. (Of course, Arnav is a fashion designer, won't he design clothes which were supposed to be gifted to their closed ones?). The memory of her being adorned in that beautiful lehenge he created was still fresh in his mind, he remembered how ethereal she seemed. That time she wasn't able to wear it because Arnav debased her by tipping it to her, but this time, he actually chose it for her and he was all very curious to see her dressed up.

Just then the laughter of the lady ruling his mind echoed in the open air and Arnav eyes immedietly shot at the door of the house.

There she came out laughing, her ear flowing behind her but wait a second..

WHAT THE HELL WAS SHE WEARING?

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Chapter 2