[#1] Fan Fiction | Bhabhi - Page 11

"Why is this room locked?" asked Khushi looking at Aakash who was beside her.

Arnav was about to reply but closed his mouth when he heard Aakash speaking.

"Actually ye Nana Ji ka room hai and after his death, Nani kept it locked" muttered Aakash.

Khushi nodded and looked around the big corridor of RM. He and Arnav were with her for the tour of the RM and no doubt it was huge, magnificent, and elegantly designed.

"Nani sometimes sneakily comes here. I had once caught her red-handed" spoke Arnav with a wink, finally lifting his head up and looking at Khushi.

Khushi giggled and then smiled when her gaze fell on a room situated far away and her brows scrunched confusingly.

"That's Dhruv Bhai's room. His dark room" spoke up Arnav.

"Dark Room?" Khushi raised her eyebrows at Arnav.

"Yeah. He often spends his times there" replied Arnav and Khushi nodded, her gaze flying back to that Dark room.

Khushi looked away and twisted her lips. She doesn't even care.

"Heyaaa" Arnav pressed his lips together in annoyance and rolled his eyes as he turned back to find Lavanya marching towards them with a wide grin onn her face.

"Hello Bhabhi" greeted Lavanya hugging Khushi sideways.

"Hi" Khushi replied with the same grin.

"Payal didn't come" she spoke teasingly on observing Akash's searching gaze for Payal.

"Why?" he asked, his smile dimming.

"I don't know. She just called me and cancelled her plan of coming here" she said and Akash nodded slowly, his mood turning off.

"You shouldn't have also come then" butted in Arnav.

Lavanya mouthed a Shut Up' to him and held Khushi's hand who was staring at them with a blank face.

"Come Bhabhi. Let me show you the terrace. It's beautiful. He must have bored you" She whispered the last words in her ear but they were enough audible for Arnav.

Arnav coked an eyebrow and snatched Khushi's wrist from her hand.

"She wasn't..." Arnav muttered now standing beside Khushi.

Lavanya stared at Arnav a little hurt but composed herself. True, that Lavanya was Arnav's very good friend and they had a very good comfort level but sometimes Arnav hated Lavanya's chipku nature.

"Umm..yeah. I mean i wasn't. Arnav is quite funn..." Khushi applied brakes the moment Arnav snapped his head in her direction and a surprised look on his face.

"I mean Aakash was with me" Khushi muttered slowly and stared at both of them sheepishly.

Lavanya giggled and crossed her arms on her chest, with a smirk.

"Yeah i was a li'l busy in my Phone but Bhabhi did enjoy my company" he spoke throwing back her smirk at her.

Aakash who was some seconds ago lost in deep thoughts now lifted his head up and shook his head.

"Lets go" he whispered and holding Khushi's hand, he took her up to the terrace.

"What the..." Arnav uttered the moment he felt Khushi's hands slipping away from his not so tight grasp.

"You deserved it" Lavanya stuck her tongue and fled away before Arnav could say something more.

"Khushi Ji...Our story is so same. But don't worry as we are together. We will never leave each other. I always wanted to have a sister younger than me" spoke Anjali hugging Khushi tight.

Khushi smiled, hugging her back feeling all of the sudden so overwhelmed by her words. Never she thought she would get a sister after a day of her marriage. The family was so good to be expressed in words unlike Dhruv.

Khushi swiped a finger near her eyes and pulled back, sniffing. They were good more than her expectation.

Anjali caressed her cheeks and smiled.

"No happy tears" Anjali whispered in her ear and giggled.

Arnav smiled watching them while he typed onto his phone simultaneously.

"Khushi Bitya...what was the place you lived in lucknow?"

Manorma while painting her nails looked at Aakash curiously who was pacing from one end to the other holding his phone against his hair.

She glanced at Arnav and Lavanya who were busy in a conversation and then back at Aakash. Her curiosity was rising with passing seconds seeing his son so desperate.

"LDA colony Nani Ji" Khushi replied.

"Really? The Jalebis there are very popular" Deviyani said immediately, her mouth watering as well as Khushi's.

Deviyani was a woman of three scores but her habits, taste and behaviour was similar to a lady of a score and five and that's what always connected her to Anjali and now Khushi as well as.

"Arrey Nani Ji You can find the world's finest and tastiest Jalebis only and only in LDA colony" Khushi replied, her eyes gleaming with a little happiness remembering those Jalebi moments back in Lucknow with her friends.

"And that too with a..."

"RUBBUDY" Anjali, Khushi and Deviyani shouted in unison.

"Even Chote loves Jalebis but he can't have them...you know." muttered Anjali in a low tone.

"What do you mean Di?" Arnav asked immediately sitting straight.

"That i feel pity for you" she replied back rolling her eyes.

Khushi giggled which didn't last longer as her gaze fell on Dhruv who was now striding inside the Lounge. She didn't realize the time passing.

"Jai. Jai Prakash" Dhruv yelled entering inside.

He loosened his tie and Jai Prakash came running to him, taking his laptop bag and coat off his body lifting some weight off.

"Good evening Dhruv" Anjali chirped which was acknowledged by a curt nod.

"Khushi come in the room" Dhruv said to her and then ascended up the stairs in a lightening speed.

All this while Khushi just stared at him with an incredulous look. He was just too different from everyone living in the mansion, so unlike them.

All in the mansion were lovely and kind even the servants but he was a demon. Khushi was sure, Anjali was a little hurt but the hurt was expertly masked.

Is he same with everyone or it's only she?

"Jaiyye Jaiyye Bhabhi... Dhruv Bhai is waiting for you" Lavanya winked at her and Khushi passed a faint smile before gulping.

She stood up slowly and then followed him up inside the room. Her heart beating abnormally scared of what's next stored in her life.

"Payal" Now everyone's attention was diverted towards Aakash hearing him yell Payal's name all of the sudden.

"Thank God, you received my ca..." He stopped when he noticed so many pairs of eyes staring at him especially his mother's wide eyes.

"Er...excuse me" he muttered and quickly left the place ignoring Manorma's blazing with fire eyes.

Anjali, Arnav and Lavanya laughed together but they gulped it back when they came face to face with Manorma.

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The sound of the door locking made Khushi turn back quickly. She couldn't help but gulp again as Dhruv took hurried steps towards her.

"W-w-what are you doing?" Khushi asked hitting the table behind her.

"Suhaag Raat. Remember? We couldn't do it last night so it's time we do it now" he said holding her elbow.

"You are Shameless" Khushi writhed under his touch and pushed him back.

"You just sounded like a typical indian wife" he chuckled and leaned over her.

"I just couldn't concentrate on work today and i blame you Khushi for that. You had just clouded my mind with some wil.."

"Shut up" Khushi gritted angrily.

He was surely exceeding the limit of decency.

Decency? Huh? Does the word even exist in his dictionary.

He smirked and stroked her arms with his knuckles.

"I missed you sweetheart" he whispered in a disgustingly husky voice making her feel nausea at the moment.

He literally was looking similar to that Rahul of Darr.

"Stop it Dhruv" Khushi shoved his hand off her arms.

"Stay in Limits. I have already told you that nothing is going to happen between us" Khushi spoke firmly, the fear of being helpless in front of him didn't seem to bother her now.

"Really and who are you to decide?" he caught her wrist and pulled her towards him and she writhed again like a fish out of water.

"Suhaag Raat to ab hoke rahegi" he smiled evilly and dragged her towards the bed ignoring her pleas and protests.

Tears streamed down Khushi's eyes and her heart started beating rapidly the moment Dhruv pushed her down on the bed and took off the waistcoat off his body.

"In some minutes you will get to know about my wildness more. Dare to stop me" he chuckled an impish chuckle, absolutely ignoring her continuously flowing tears.

"Just Stop Dhruv" she whispered in her broken tone as Dhruv grasped and crumpled the pallu of her sari.

But as he was about to rip it off, there was a knock on the door and Khushi flinched and snapped her eyes open. She pushed Dhruv back immediately and stood up wiping her tears recklessly.

"Bhai" they both heard Arnav's voice and Dhruv groaned angrily, flaring his nose.

Khushi sighed a relief and thanked Arnav zillion times mentally for saving her dignity for now. She proceeded towards the door and opened it slowly.

"Urh..Sorry to disturb you Bhaa...bhi" Arnav's voice lowered gradually.

Just by the look on Khushi's face, he felt something wrong. He glanced at Dhruv behind her taking out his night suit from the cupboard and then at Khushi.

"You wanted something?" Khushi asked suppressing a smile that didn't reach her hazel eyes.

"Umm..yeah actually I wanted Bhai's Laptop"

"I can't. I have some power-point presentations to make Chote" he spoke in his curt tone turning back.

Arnav pressed a smiled on his lips and nodded.

"That's okay" Arnav replied tapping the Mobile Phone on his palm rapidly and then turned towards Khushi.

"I forgot to tell you the most important thing. Di was asking for you" spoke Arnav and Khushi nodded glancing at Dhruv.

Dhruv glared at Khushi as she left from their hurriedly. Arnav smiled at Dhruv who left inside the bathroom banging the door.

Arnav stared at the closed door for some time and then shrugging his shoulders, he too left.

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"Khushi Ji you have to come down early so you get to meet those who couldn't meet you at the wedding day" Khushi smiled and nodded obediently.

"I didn't know, that it's Arnav's birthda..."

"So you don't have to make this face Khushi Ji. Even Dhruv doesn't remember and you are new here"

"What?" Dhruv asked descending down the stairs.

"You don't remember?"

"What di?" he asked lifting his eyebrows.

"Uff Dhruv. It's Chote's Birthday tomorrow. Kuchh to yaad rakha karo kabhi" she said and Dhruv rolled his eyes looking away.

"And as it is Chote's birthday, i thought of keeping your and Khushi Ji's reception party at the same day...yaane kal"

"There is no need"

"Need hai. Keep Quiet. Even Shyam Ji is arriving here tomorrow. There is going to be a triple celebration" Anjali clapped excitedly.

Khushi smiled.

"Now you can take your wife back to your room and sorry if i disturbed" teased Anjali.

Khushi's shoulders slumped while Dhruv smirked.

"Good Night" Anjali waved her hand at Khushi and left upstairs leaving Khushi and Dhruv alone in the lounge.

"Lets go" he muttered holding Khushi's hand.

His mere touch was enough to boil Khushi's anger. Khushi pushed him back angrily and moved back.

"Don't touch me Dhruv and it's a warning" she lifted her index finger.

"You want to create a scene here" Khushi didn't reply but moved back when he stepped towards her.

"I already said, you can't stop me. Don't display your fake braveness" he pulled her towards him, wrapping his arm around her shoulder while she wriggled.

"Just leave me. I don't want to be with you" Khushi gritted still wriggling.

"Don't show me your attitude. I am going to crush it mercilessly so better save it for others. You are my wife and i can do whatever i want to do with you. So don't you dare stop me" He said dangerously.

"I am not your puppet Dhruv. Leave me right now" Khushi said, the firmness so evident in her voice.

Khushi wriggled, wriggled and wriggled while Dhruv kept staring at her until he shoved her away so harshly that she hit the table behind her and then fell on the first step.

Her eyes filled with tears when she felt the blood oozing out of her little hurt finger while he glared at her.

"Get ready Gupta for the night tomorrow. I swear i won't leave you." speaking this in his powerful and dangerous tone, he left from there while Khushi stared at his retreating figure.

She sniffed, wiping her tears.

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