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"I told you Sheetal and I were just friends. Aarav is not my son." Arnav grabbed the DNA report from Khushi's hand.
"Then tell me, you didn't do with her what you did with me in the farmhouse?"
Arnav looked confused. "What did we do in the farmhouse?"
"That's a good question, even I don't know what we did." Khushi said, looking confused. Then she added, "But you.. just tell me did you do IT with her?"
"I have no idea what you are talking about."
"Fine. Don't tell me then. I will just assume he is your son. Let me go tell him that I found his father."
"Why are you trying so hard? Do you want him to be my son so that you can find him a father? Is that what it is?"
Khushi's eyes flew wide open. She exhaled deeply and closed her eyes. Shrugging her shoulders, she said, "Yes."
It was Arnav's turn now for opening his eyes wide. "What? Why?" Then he scoffed, "Oh wait, of course you need to prove to my family what a good person you are right."
Khushi, her face fuming with anger, said, through clenched teeth. "I wanted him to be your son, so that I will finally have a reason to leave you."
Arnav glared at her. "You want to leave me? Why?"
"Give me one reason why I should stay." Khushi folded her arms.
"Because I love you."
Khushi scoffed. "You love me? You didn't try to cheer me up when you knew I was worried. You treated me like your maid in front of your ex-girlfriend. Did you want her to think that we weren't happy together? Is that what you were trying to do?" Arnav clenched his fists and took a step closer. Khushi stood firmly in her place. "You knew I was upset, Mr. Raizada, about you and her and still in front of me, you talked about the time you spent with her."
"Really? So just because I am married, I can't talk about my college days. And since when did I ever have to prove to you that I love you, Khushi?"
"You love me? Then tell me why did you look at her when Mamiji talked about marriage?"
"Because she looked upset, dammit."
"She was upset? Was I jumping with joy next to her? Is that why you didn't notice me?"
Arnav was about to say something, but Khushi interrupted him, her finger pointing at him.
"You, Mr. Raizada have commitment issues. When you were with Lavanyaji, you were always looking at me, concerned about me.. and now, when you are married to me, you are looking at her and concerned about her. So maybe I should leave, then you might finally look at me and care about me again."
Arnav screamed, "Enough!"
Khushi continued, her lips trembling, her eyes filled with tears. "Or is it that you find her more attractive than me?"
Arnav's face softened. "Khushi.. what.."
Khushi fought back tears as she asked, "You used to try to kiss me and grab me all the time earlier, but recently you never even notice me around you. Even at night, you sleep so far away from me. Why, Arnav?"
"Khushi.. I am sorry. It's not you. It's me. It's just I am having issues with you know.. down there. That's what is making me behave unlike my usual self."
Khushi's eyes opened wide. She grabbed his arms and asked, "What? Why didn't you tell me?"
"I.. I .." he stammered, his shoulders slumped. Khushi threw her arms around him.
"What?" My eyes opened wide. "You need what?"
"We need help with you know.. IT"
I tried to control my smile. "I know I am your love guru and all. But I don't think I know enough to help you with you know.. IT". and I quickly added, seeing their disappointed faces. "But I know someone." Arnav and Khushi looked at each other and smiled.
I opened my address book and looked up, Chotte Guru, sex therapist.
"Come." Arnav extended his hand as he opened the gate. Hand-in-hand, they ran across the yard of their new home. It was raining heavily and they were soaked. Khushi was wearing a black saree, part of her pallu pulled over her head, to stop her hair from getting wet but in vain. They ran into the veranda of their bangalow, panting. They looked at each other and laughed. Arnav smirked as he opened the door. Khushi was about to step in, but he shook his head. He grabbed her in his arms and Khushi opened her mouth wide.
"Arnav, someone might see."
He raised his eyebrows. "And has that stopped me before?" He pushed the door shut with his leg and carried her into their bedroom. He placed her on the bed and leaned close. She smiled.
"Thank you, Khushi for not leaving." Khushi started to say something, but he continued. "You stayed even though you knew I was.. you know.."
"I am glad I stayed. I am glad it was never you. I am relieved to know that your Chotte was fine. But it surprised me that it was Di. It was because of her presence in your life that you could never.. that your Chotte never.."
"Khushi, if only I had known, we would have moved out a long time back." Arnav added with a wink and he moved closer. Khushi's eyes flew open and she pushed him away.
"Wait", she screamed as she sat up on the bed.
"What now, Khushi?" Arnav asked, frustrated. Khushi looked at him, a naughty twinkle in her eye. He raised his eyebrows and a smile appeared on his face. He watched as she got up from the bed and walked to the cupboard. She opened the cupboard and took out something.
She turned around, one hand on her hip and the other hand lifted in the air. "Are you ready?" A pair of red furry handcuffs dangled from her hand.
"Always." Arnav pulled his shirt open, buttons flying everywhere and grabbed the bedpost with both his hands, waiting, a wide grin on his face.
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