Read here for the Old Terrace Scene:-
http://www.serialjunkiesnuffshere.blogspot.com/2012/03/khushis-revenge-seduction-of-asr-begins.html
The New Terrace Scene
Dedicated To Tangam/CravingKhana
Arnav noticed the camera staring back at him, even mocking him. He knew they were being watched by the creep in the room next door.
"I should give him a show he will never forget" Arnav was tempted but better sense prevailed. He drew the curtains and sat on the bed waiting for Khushi. She walked in drying her hair freshly wet from her shower. The smell of peaches permeated the air, reminding Arnav why she meant so much to him. He watched her dry her hair and turn to face him.
"What?" she asked, confused as to why he was staring. She checked on her dupatta and smiled. He could not resist. To hell with the camera.
He pulled her down to the bed.
"Arnavji, stop, Shyamji is watching us!" she whispered urgently. He was beyond caring but a pinch on his arm from her jolted him back to sense.
They both sat up and panted. He cursed his fate. Just how many days, obstacles and races was he destined to fight before he had the good fortune to do what he really wanted to do with Khushi. He sighed.
"There is the poolside." Her eyes twinkled in anticipation as if reading his mind.
"No, I want to do it where it all began".
"You mean on a lighted stage?" She exclaimed with her signature "O". Arnav knitted his brow in confusion. Sometimes he failed to understand what Khushi meant. Sometimes? His brain stopped working as his blood supply shot south. Without warning, he lifted her and carried her to the infamous terrace.
***
Shyam was frantically switching between cameras, trying to find where the love birds had disappeared. He slammed his laptop shut and decided to survey the house. He started with Arnav's bedroom. There was no one there.
He ran his hands through his hair and grimaced.
"Come on, I wont let you go that easy , love birds"
Once on the terrace, Arnav laid koosi on a bed of flowers.
"How did you get these up here?" she asked.
"I don't know, I just though maybe during the course of our first night, we might choose to spend time on the terrace, watching the shooting stars"
"Oh Arnavji" she hugged him. He ran his fingers on her bare back and began undressing her. As clothes fell one by one, their hands explored the new discoveries with a frenzy. Hot breaths replaced the mild winter chill. Lusty bites and greedy fingers danced as the two lovers reclined and lowered themselves on the flower bed.
"Arnavji" Khushi panted
"Hmmm" he answered absent mindedly, his entire attention devoted to tasting her.
"What if someone finds us here?"
"I don't care. I want you" he took a bite of her ear lobe.
As Arnav began the journey to their union, Khushi gasped.
"Khushi, I love you more than anything in my life" he moaned
"Anything?"
"Yes"
"Can you leave everyone and everything for me?" she asked in the throes of her passion, close to insanity.
"Yes, everything and everyone."
"Tho Chod dijiye na Anjali Di ko?"
"Yesss!" and the two crashed in the heat of their passionate union.
Shyam watched the love birds in a mass of limbs. He stumbled back from the door, shocked and dejected at what he had seen. Arnav had claimed Khushi in ways he could never do. Shyam knew he had to get away from his past or it would haunt him forever. He had to tell Anjali about Chotey's betrayal.
"Rani Sahiba! Do you know what your chote has done!" he yelled. Anjali was on the bed in her best lingerie ordered straight from the latest catalog of The Filigreed Underwear..
"I have news for you Shyam ji. Guess what!" She lay seductively supine , hoping her husband would notice the little filigree work on her undergarments.
"No, Rani Sahiba, it can't be as bad as what I have to tell you. Chote has sinned."
He began with breathless words and incoherent gibberish, Anjali yawned and fell asleep. Hurry Prakash had once again replaced vitamin tablets with sleeping pills.
***
Shyam parked his scooter by the Panwari Pan Bhandaar push cart. He got down on his knees, his eyes bloodshot and his veins jumping on his neck in anger. He screamed, ""What have you done Khushi ji, What have you done!". A goat somewhere bleated a painful, "Baaa.aaa". Two gun shots followed. (It was the local goon trying to extort from Paanwari Pan wala.)
The terrace scene flashed through his mind, once more rearing its ugly head, and reminding him of his running saga of hurtful credit card overdraws, his solemn duty to his psychiatrist and his revenge on his BIL.
The act must go on.
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