ARVI FF: Jiska Mujhe Tha Intazaar (Ch. 8- Pg. 18) - Page 11

Awesome Ami😛

amazing update😳...plz update soon😃

Oh I hope you update soon, I completely love this FF!!

Lol Ami here is my comment nearly 1 month later😆
That was so cute! Arjun and Purvi making chai, Purvi pouting how arvilicious..
Sulo is really concerned about Purvi it would have been hilarious if she walked in on them!

totally sick with pr episodes glad to find really awesome ff's in the forum

I'm back, after a month... 😆 Sorry to all my lovely readers. I couldn't find time to update this month. Finals left me pretty high strung for the past month. 🤢 To make it up to you all, I'm going to start scheduling my writing. So I'll be updating once/twice a week now until further notice. 😊

*Disclaimer: This is just an installment before Ovi's maha birthday chapter. And a leap is set to take place soon, so brace yourselves, readers. 😉

CHAPTER 7: CALM BEFORE THE STORM

MUMBAI, INDIA

DESHMUKH MANSION

6:00 PM

Arjun jerked out of sleep to the frigid drops of water on his face and harmonious laughter.

"Purvi, tum yaha? (Purvi, you're here?)" he rubbed his eyes in disbelief. A soaking Purvi sat beside him, tresses drenched, dupatta dripping, and smiling ear to ear. It was a mischievous grin, nonetheless, a smile he wouldn't mind waking to every morning.

"Ha, aur kaha? (Yes, where else?)" She embraced him tightly and as she rest her head against his chest. Chills traveled up Arjun's spine. He knew not whether the tingling sensation was from the wet hair against his bare chest or feeling Purvi's cold fingers tips traveling up his spine. Whatever it was, he loved it.

"Purvi, you'll get sick." Arjun extricated himself from Purvi's grip. He walked to his closet and removed a Quicksilver T-Shirt, London sweater, sweat pants, and cotton socks. "Le, Purvi. Kapde badal. (Here, Purvi. Change your clothes.)" he handed her the garments. He settled himself in bed again, still chattering from Purvi's wet hair.

She reluctantly changed in the washroom and after a few minutes, came out and complained "Aru, yeh bahut bade hain. (Aru, they are are too big.)"

Arjun chuckled upon sight of a cross-armed Purvi. The hood of the sweater covered her eyes, sleeves extended four inches longer from her fingertips, and the sweats resembled a salwar. The men's casual clothing completely consumed Arjun's little lady.

"Yaha aa, Karanjkar. (Come here, Karanjkar.)" He opened his arms to a hug. Purvi beamed and settled into his arms.

"Love you, Kirloskar." she buried her cold nose into his neck. He kissed her hand and held her tightly, fearing losing her.

"Arjun, wake up, dude! Aaj hamari Princess Ovi ka janam din hain and you're still not ready? (Today is our Princess Ovi's birthday and you're still not ready?)" Sachin kicked Arjun's bum. Arjun put a pillow over his head in protest till Sachin nonchalantly mentioned they had to reach the venue in an hour.

"Kya?!? (What?!?)" Arjun threw aside his covers as he saw his platinum blue Rolex strike seven. He frantically ran his fingers through his hair as he pulled a suit out of his closet and ran into a steaming shower. "Kitna acha sapna tha. (It was such a nice dream.)" Arjun pondered as he washed his hair.

MUMBAI, INDIA

KARANJKAR CHAWL

8:00 PM

"Meet me at Euphoria, we r throwing a party 4 a close friend. :)"

Purvi received the text just minutes before leaving for the hospital. "Ufff, yeh Arjun bhi na. (Ufff, Arjun.)" She texted Munni that she was too sick to come hospital tonight and texted Arjun that she would arrive at Euphoria at nine.

"Purviii!" Sulochana called from the kitchen.

"Ha, aaji, main aayi. (I'm coming aaji.)" Purvi made her way into the kitchen where Sulochana quietly hacked away at a head of cabbage. Two minutes of silence passed before Purvi asked he what the matter was.

"Kal raat kon aya tha ghar pe? (Who came here last night?)" Sulochana fumed with her spectacles on the tip of her nose.

"Um... woh mera, meri dost Munni aayi thi. Actually, who, mere paas Munni ka' ka purse tha na? Tho who lene aayi thi. Maine kaha tha ki kal sube aaja na, par woh nahi mani aur baas, agayi paper lene ke liye. (Um... my friend Munni came. Actually, I had her purse. So she came to take it. I told her to come tomorrow morning, but she didn't listen and came to take her paper.)" Purvi stuttered and fumbled as she looked at her feet and knotted a corner of her dupatta.

"Paper ya purse (Paper or purse)?" Sulochana arose and put her hands on her hips. "Dekh Purvi, jo bhi kar rahi hain, jinko bhi mil rahi hain, mujhe use koi lena dena nahi hain. Par mere liye nahi, bhagwan ke liye, in harkato ko rokh do! (Look Purvi, whatever you're doing, whoever your meeting, I don't care. But please stop doing this!)

"Aaji! tujhe mere par zara bhi bharosa nahi hain. Aur isi liye tum mujhe koi ere gere se shaadi karana jhati hain. Takhi main pura din ghar main bhetu. Meri koi zindagi nahi ho mere sasural se alava." (Aaji! You don't trust me at all. And that's why you want me to get married to some nobody. So I sit at home at home all day. So I don't have a life outside my in-laws.)" Purvi began shaking furiously and teardrops strolled down her aaji's experienced face. "Main ja rahi hoon! Aur mujhe rok ne koshish mat karna! (I'm leaving and don't try to stop me.)"

Sulochana sank in the wooden chair as helplessly let Purvi run out of the house.

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Awhh, Arjun's dream 😳

Thank you Sheetu. 🤗 Glad you liked it. 😳 I have yet to catch up on all your new FF's and chapters. 😛

Originally posted by: nalonynnej

Thank you Sheetu. 🤗 Glad you liked it. 😳 I have yet to catch up on all your new FF's and chapters. 😛

Awww. I'm literally blushing. 😳 When we meet each other and AshVik we should brainstorm a great FF together! 😆