~Chapter 21 - A Love Marriage ~~ Last Chapter~
"Paise do joote lo" Sana sang, as soon as she saw NK coming near her to take Arnav's shoes back.
"Sana give the shoes back" NK growled, "You cheated in stealing the shoes."
"Accha ji? You're defeated so you are calling us cheaters?" Sana wriggled her eyebrows, giggling the next second.
"Its foolishness na.. Who hides the shoes under the stage? Even a five year old kid can find it there" she spoke, rolling her eyes.
"Whatever" he looked away, "Now give the shoes back"
"Pehle paise"
"Pehle joote"
"NK wait" Arnav came forward, till the time Khushi was with her parents.
He smiled at Sana and the other girls, which he supposed to be Khushi's cousins and friends. Taking his left hand forward to take his shoes, "I actually can't walk barefoot to my home" he said in an husky voice and smiled a heart-stopping smile.
"We don't care Jijaji. Ek toh we are giving our Di to you. So at least we have the right to keep your shoes with us" Sana spoke, with utter confidence.
"Agar itni sundar ladkiyan ho toh hum khud hi ruk jaaye aapke paas" NK muttered, lost in Sana's beauty.
"Ji?"
"Here take this" Arnav took out some money from his pocket.
"No bhai" NK and Aakash screamed in unison.
"YESS!" the girls screamed in victory and gave Arnav his shoes back, giggling all the way back to the room where Khushi presently was.
*
After some time, Nani asked the gupta family to grant them leave and let them take Khushi with them.
Khushi walked to the front door, sided by her parents and brother; all other relatives walking behind her.
She took some rice from the thaal which Sana held, and threw back into a dupatta which was held by her mother.
Just before stepping out, she turned back, and hugged her mother tightly, crying bitterly. She hugged everyone goodbye, taking blessings from everyone.
At last, she came in front of her father, who was smiling widely. He tried to hide his tears with his smile, but failed terribly as soon as Khushi hugged him ever-so-tightly. She hid her face in his chest, crying hysterically. He looked up to the sky, crying silently. His tears flowed down his cheeks to his neck, as he caressed his daughter's head, kissing it.
Arnav felt a tug in his heart seeing the scene. She loved her Dad more than anything.
"Khushi" Arnav came forward after some time after looking at everyone who had started crying seeing them.
Khushi at last parted from the hug, sniffing and wiping her tears.
"Arnav. I have trusted you to take care of my princess. She is the apple of our eyes. Don't ever let her feel anything less then that. She doesn't wish materialistic things. Your love and care can make her happy anytime. Promise me that you will take care of her and her needs" Khushi's father spoke with a heavy voice, touching both of their heads and blessing them.
"I promise Dad" Arnav smiled, for the first time, calling him 'Dad'.
"I'll miss you Dad" Khushi touched her father's shoulder.
"We'll miss you too baccha" he replied, wiping her tears.
If Arnav was her Prince, her Dad was her King!
Khushi waved everyone goodbye before sitting in the well-decorated car, along with Arnav. Ankit and her other brothers, pushed the car as per the ritual, praying for her happiness.
*
Manorama did the new-couple's arti, touching their head to bless them.
Khushi kicked a small pot of rice with her right foot and imprinted her hands full of kumkum on the entrance wall, marking her belonging to the Raizada Mansion.
"Chalo chotte, now you have to carry Khushiji inside the house" Anjali told him, smiling mischievously.
Arnav smiled at her and then turned towards Khushi. In one go, he picked her up in his arms, effortlessly, while her hands clutched onto his sherwani. He walked up till the stairs and turned back to have a look at his family.
"Put her down now" Anjali chuckled.
Arnav blushed and carefully put Khushi down, letting her stand beside him.
"Now you both can go to your room" Aakash spoke, making his words sound teasing.
Everyone smiled and retired to their rooms, leaving Arnav and Khushi near the staircase.
Arnav looked at Khushi, who seemed to be hell nervous, and scooped her in his arms again. He climbed up the stairs and entered his room, which was all decorated with flower-petals and scented candles, giving a romantic feel.
He placed her down, and walked to his wardrobe.
"I'll change in the washroom. You change here.." he spoke without looking at her and went into the washroom.
Khushi heaved a sigh of relief. His closeness was making her go insane.
She took out a cotton suit from one of the bag and quickly changed into that.
*
"God it was heavy!" she sighed, holding the lehenga with both her hands.
As she was folding her lehenga and keeping it aside, she felt a pair of arms wound around her waist from back. He pulled her close to his chest, kissing her neck. She closed her eyes as his hold tightened around her. She quickly turned around to face him, taking his lips in hers.
After the kiss ended, she felt too shy to even look into his eyes and moved away, only to be pulled back.
"Arnav--" she panted, as he picked her up and walked towards the nicely-decorated bed.
"Shh" he shushed her, lying on top of her.
He nibbled on her ear-lobe, his hot breath fanning her neck. She closed her eyes and snaked her arms around his neck. His lips moved all over her face, making her let out a pleasurable moan. His one hand went under her, caressing the back of her neck. She felt him unzip her kurti, and shuddered in his hold when his fingers unclasped her bra.
His other hand travelled down to caress his belly and navel, moving upwards to her assets.
A throaty moan escaped her lips, her hands dug into the skin of his neck, as his hand brushed over her breasts. Sliding her kurti off her shoulder, he removed it completely; taking off his shirt too. He covered both of them with a cozy quilt and continued to roam his hands all over her body. Her swollen lips due to constant kissing was making him all the more impatient.
She moved her hands slowly over his back, combing the back of his hair. Her eyes were closed all the while, her heart-beat coming back to normal with his soft touches.
"Arnav--ji" she moaned, feeling his hands play with the string of her salwar.
He captured her lips once again, shushing her.
*
A painful yet pleasurable scream escaped her lips as he entered her, completing her in every respect, making her his forever.
Her nails left marks on his skin and his teeth left marks on her skin, while the passionate night continued to grow more passionate.
*
The next morning.
Arnav woke up first, feeling her head move on his arm, which pillowed her head. His other hand was possessively wrapped around her petite waist. Her both hands rested comfortably on his chest, as they both were cuddled into each other.
"Good Morning Khush" he whispered huskily in her ear.
In response, Khushi snuggled more into him, blushing.
He caressed her blushing cheeks, placing a feathery kiss on her lips.
"Are you okay?" he asked, feeling concerned after seeing an uncomfortable expression on her face, which formed when she tried to move.
"I love you Arnavji" she replied, feeling too shy to look into his eyes.
"I love you too Khushi" he smiled, taking her lips in a lingering kiss.
Its was the beginning of their Love Marriage.
I hope it wasn't really off my age 🤣
And this story ENDS here 😃
*wipes happy tears*
An epilogue will be coming soon 😃
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