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Chapter 10

Time had flown, and maybe Arnav and Khushi didn't really get to spend as much time together as they would have wanted they were still new to one another yet familiar too. Familiar in the way that ASR had build trust in Khushi's heart amongst the devotion and respect she already carried for that husband figure in her mind and khushi was a breath of fresh air to his life. Different from all other sweet, sensible pure, her devotion had one Arnav over.

It wasn't a big affair, small yet significant just family, ASR wasn't one for big gestures or one to believe in rituals but Khushi was and nothing was giving him more pleasure than knowing that this would bring peace to Khushi's mind, her place as his wife, his home where she belonged and it wasn't even just that Khushi had truly caught his heartstrings in some shape or other admittedly It would take a little longer for it to but she was certainly special, certainly made for him.

As he looked in the mirror at his wedding day suit, he needed an opinion, he didn't really have a best man he had better. Arnav's doctor friend the only closest friend Arnav had in the country was with him.

"Perfect khushi is one lucky girl she complimented as she straightened his tie.."

"He smiled."

Before he could say anything more Anjali had walked in looking a little disturbed.

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"Khushi its me.." He said against the shut door that she hadn't opened to anyone in the last 30 minutes.

A few seconds of patience and the door was unlocked, it was almost like she had opened to the door but made sure she didn't look at him even if he tired to catch sight of his bride, she walked back into the room as he stood at the entrance. There was something bothering her something that she was only willing to share with him. He watched her take a seat at the edge of the bed, her back to him in her red bridal wear.

He took a moment to think on the use of his words but it was a situation that didn't need words.

He walked into the room softly around Khushi's bedside looked at his bride for a moment who seemed to disturbed and then took a seat beside her.

He didn't say anything for a moment.. he looked to his side saw her staring into oblivion for a moment he didn't know exactly what it was that was hurting her but he could feel it in the silence they shared.

Putting his hand over hers Arnav he found Khushi cold his touch in sighted her to look at him . "Aap aate..? agar ham .. (would you have come for me if f I hadn't ..") she stopped she couldn't word her feeling anymore then that. She was asking him if he would have ever come for her she not turned up at his door step.

It was a question he often thought about himself and he honestly didn't like the response his gut feeling gave him. The truth is he didn't know but nor could he break her heart. He nodded affirmatively leaving Khushi in tears she wiped away herself... she didn't want to cry but a heavy heart couldn't be ruled.

He smiled putting his hand around hers a little more his eyes comforting.

"Khoye hue pal mein vapas nahin la sakta Khushi magar vada karta hoon ke aane vale har ek pal mein tume yey ehaas hoga ke tum meri pati ho." (I cant bring those years back Khushi but I can promise to look after you, to love you to remind you that you are my wife in every way from this day forward.

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The rituals were simple &, heart-warming for the couple especially for Khushi who's years of aspiration had been answered today. She returned home a complete bride and was soon pulled into further rituals whilst ASR was excused & didn't mind leaving Khushi as she seemed happy enough in the hands of Anjali.

Later in the evening as Arnav walked in from the outdoor portion of his room after a phone call he was dressed in a fairly relaxed version of his suit. The collar of his white shirt sat open, he had rolled his sleeves up a little and lost his tie. As he walked into the room the first thing he lay eyes on was Khushi at the entrance of room, her big brown eyes asked him if it was okay for her to enter their room ..he nodded with a smile watching his bride walk through the door.

She had been unhappy with that outfit from the day she had asked him if she looked fat in it and she seemed to be fighting with even now. Only if she could see what he saw but that is what made her so unique she was oblivious to her own qualities.

He could feel her get all nervous as she walked into the room and stopped a some distance from him.

The insecurities about being a bride on a wedding night were something Arnav wanted to eliminate he wasn't the sort of man who would make his wife feel uncomfortable or obliged in anyway. She looked up at him as if she didn't know what to expect but he was observant of her and his response attuned to the feeling he was getting from her.

That maang tika was irritating her as was were the earrings and the air loom nani had gifted all of these things that were seen as tradition were causing her discomfort.

Pacing himself lightly to walk towards Khushi Arnav stopped before his proximity made her feel a little on edge he felt but he ignored it. He carefully took away her maang tika and put it to the side to reveal the red parting of her hair, Khushi who felt terribly conscious held her breath as he went on to remove the heavy jewellery from around her neck followed by ear of her earrings. His proximity, the brush of his hands against her skin the fact that his aftershave lingered around her all these things were embarrassing Khushi who stood beneath his figure. He had uncovered her head and removed all the unnecessary jewellery that was making her feel so uncomfortable bar her mangalsutra and bangles. "Is that better ?"

Khushi couldn't respond for a second she was a little embarrassed after anticipating a more elaborate scenario. She looked at him to find him still waiting for an answer the fact that he was smiling in such a relaxed fashion really made Khushi feel grateful for what she had in form of a husband. He seemed to pick up on her feelings so easily. She nodded "ji"

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Opening her eyes to a new dawn Khushi finds it almost all dream worthy.

Turning to her side Khushi finds Arnav's side of the bed vacant but as she sits up her surroundings are very real. Her husbands room, his things dotted around the place, the mangalsutra around her neck and her naturally took her to the view just outside the view by the poolside where he was watering the plants under the morning sunshine. It was a very real indeed.

First day official day as a Raizada bahu Khushi thought when she walked downstairs after getting ready for the day, Khushi honestly couldn't contain her feeling of content it showed in her eyes on her expression that she was happy and she had every reason to be she had a lovely husband and a very caring family even so the first day was one to make perfect.

She walked into a casual conversation at the breakfast table and couldn't help overhear.

ASR was sat with his newspaper in what looked like his morning run kit and Anjali and nani were sat around the table with breakfast.

Where's Khushiji?

"I don't know, probably around somewhere", he was fairly easy going sat behind his newspaper and orange juice but the women didn't see It that way what did he mean by I don't know??!

Nani was the first to respond whilst Anjali just looked at her brother in disbeleve at how men could be so laid back. "Arnav aap na ke baat samaj lijyey agar aap ne Khushiji ko kisi bhi taara ki takleef pochayi naa toh ." (Look Arnav if you trouble Khushi in anyway what so ever ..)
They hadn't even been officially married a day and they were already on her side. He was getting THE TALK.

"Me and takleef.. Khushi ko really? (Me and trouble Khushi really?? )

Sarcastically light he continued to read his paper without much notice but felt Anjalis eyes still staring in his direction. --"What ? ! Look aap apni bahu se puchiyey ke jab aap yaha nahin they toh kya kya nahin karvaya tha mujse, gardening, cleaning, painting, bag carrying.. naukar bana kar rakha the mujhe now that's trouble" (You should ask khushi about what she put me through when you were gone..!)

They both thought he was making it all up, well anjali may have known the truth but pretended not to believe and nani she could see no way Khushi would do anything like that.

A little embarrassed for she knew what the truth was but also happy to see the playfulness amongst the family and how protective they were of her made her way closer into the kitchen and as she did the conversation stopped.

Just like that.. "Here she is" Arnav commented whilst bringing up the newspaper to cover his face to avoid his sister and grandmother apart of it was probably because they were being so pro Khushi and anti-Arnav this morning.

Khushi wished Nani good morning and touched her feet & then Anjali both of them greeting Khushi with the up-most affection. Well they weren't going to believe him now were they he thought from behind the newspaper she was the quintessential bahu.

There was just silence from Arnav Khushi looked towards him for a moment but couldn't see him behind the newspaper and then looked at Anjali who pulled a face. Walking towards his seat at the breakfast table she wished him good morning, he kind of nodded from behind the news paper and tired not to be too forth coming with his reply but she went and touched his feet too

A nail in the coffin. He sighed from behind the newspaper dropping it he gave in ..

"God bless you! Now excuse me I'm off for my morning run." As soon as he walked off Khushi couldn't help but break out in laugh..

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On returning from his morning run, a little tired, thirsty and ready for a shower he grabs a towel from his wardrobe out of habit but notices something. On the side table of the recliner sat a steaming cup of coffee.. khushi didn't drink coffee, from the wardrobe hung the suit he intended to where this morning only freshly Ironed and underneath on the floor sat his shoes, newly polished. There was only one person that came to mind that would do all this for him and as he looked around there she was in the poolside gardening!.

Walking out into the poolside watched Khushi replanted the plants he had been meaning to fix for the past few days. Her dress was covered in mud, her hands too and she managed to get it on her face too!

He could see what she had done she had done, she was apologizing for that misunderstanding in her own little way and there they were right back where they had started of in a garden.

She seemed to struggle and it was only gentlemanly to help. He helped her lift a heavy container out when she realized he was even in the same space as her and smiled. "Shukirya" (Thank you ) she said with a smile.

The weather was turning quite dull and soon enough there was droplets of water they could both feel..soon enough it rained and both had to run in .. It was okay for him.. it was Khushi that was a little more soaked as they ran inside Arnav through his towel around Khushi..

She stood by the glass divide watching the rain ..the clouds whilst he did his thing she stood there for a few minutes and watched it wasn't just that the rain was beautiful it was the clouds. She turned around to see her husband drinking from the cup of coffee she had made a few minutes ago with her fingers crossed to its accuracy amongst all clouds there is always a silver lining and he was hers.

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There we go guys that's the last chapter of this SS, after extending quite a lot from the original hope you enjoyed it I will be updating bitter sweet next followed by colors of compulsion.

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