Arshi FF:Love Me Forever #2 LINK TO# 3 pg 149 - Page 5

Superb teaser

Hmm they certainly can't stay without each other, they depend on one another for everything

Awaiting to see what Arnav does after the baby is born

Nice teaser

Arnav made her wear his ring

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But what's Arnav going to do when the society taunts Khushi after the completion of their contract marriage ?Will Khushi make him realize that..? I do not think she will.

Chapter 13

The servants were running in different directions to complete decorating the hall. daadi was sitting in the centre overlooking all the arrangements for the engagement, only few hours were left for the function to start. Arnav was actively involved in everything, be it catering, decorations, sending out invitations, security of the guests, he wanted every small and big thing to be absolutely perfect. Both he and khushi had been up early and were busy monitoring activities around ,they had breakfast together and he noticed that she didn't have it properly. He ignored it thinking that later she would take a glass of milk to cover up for it but now when Payal was offering her milk she was making excuses and not having it, even his sharp glares were not working on her.

He gazed at the wall clock, it was past 11 and she was supposed to have that glass long time back, the doctor had prescribed a strict diet schedule and he made sure that she followed it. He took the glass from payal and went to her, she was instructing the servants to change the sofa covers, he patted on her shoulder and reached out with the glass when she turned around.

She made a face on seeing the milk," arnav ji, please not now." He didn't take his hand back and stood there staring at her, forcing her to tell him why she was refusing to have it," I want to have something else."

He moved his head up asking what she wanted, she played with the edge of her saree and replied shyly," I wish to have hot jalebis with milk." He softened his facial expressions and said," oh not a problem. You finish this glass in the meanwhile I'll ask hari Prasad to get you lots of jalebis."

She shook her head in negation and whined," no I want jalebis now ..otherwise I'm not going to drink this."

He raised his free hand in the air helplessly," khushi, you can see everyone is busy out here but I promise, before the function starts you'll get your jalebi. Now stop being stubborn." She pouted like a kid and left him with the glass in disappointment. He heaved out a deep sigh on seeing her stubborn behavior but didn't lose his patience, her hormones were to be blamed, he had read somewhere.

She went out in the lawn where the food was being prepared in a huge tent, she inspected whether everything was in order and no ingredient was short in supply then went back to the hall to give daadi her medicines and took her to her room to rest, she didn't want her to exert herself before the function. Payal called khushi to check if her dress was fitting her perfectly or it needed some last minute alterations. The dress was a little loose for her from the waist and before she began to panic khushi suggested her to call the tailor home immediately and get it done quickly.

Khushi had been on her toes since morning so thought of taking a nap before the engagement function starts, she began walking to her room but was stopped in the corridor when she heard his voice from behind. She turned to see him with a plate filled with hot jalebis, she grinned broadly and at once took one in her mouth. He brought his other hand holding the glass of milk from behind. She bit her lower lip sheepishly and took the glass too. He was now content to see her having both the things happily and quietly but couldn't refrain himself from asking from where did she get this idea of having jalebis?

She raised her finger and pointed towards Aman who was busy talking on his cell, he narrowed his eyes in confusion, how was Aman responsible for all this? She gulped and tried to explain him," since morning his cell phone is ringing non stop." He questioned "so?" There was so much pending work and he was doing just that on the phone. Seeing him still not understand what she wanted to tell she continued further," Arnav ji, have you heard his latest ringtone?" he shook his head, he knew that aman was fond of having dance numbers as his ring tones but wasn't aware which song currently played on his cell, he raised his brow asking her," jalebi bai..since morning I'm craving to have jalebis."

He didn't know whether to laugh or get angry at the moment. He gestured aman to come to him, while khushi went to her room with the plate and glass of milk. He crossed his arms in front of his chest and inquired in his heavy tone from Aman," so all set?"

Aman replied proudly," yes boss everything is done. I just need to check whether boxes of sweets have been..." he couldn't complete his sentence as his cell began ringing which irritated arnav a lot," listen you change your ringtone this very minute."

Arnav left the place and a confused aman behind, "if not this then which song shall I set?" Arnav turned his neck and replied while gritting his teeth," go for some bhajan!"

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It had been more than ten minutes since he was standing in front of his wardrobe with the towel hanging around his neck and hands resting on his waist. She had finished making the bed then opened her cupboard and took out her sari. She gave him a sideways look then shook her head in surprise, he knew that yellow color suited Payal, she herself looked good with open hair according to him, her cheeks turned scarlet on remembering it but what suited him he didn't have a clue.

She kept her sari on the bed and stood next to him, she glanced at the numerous kurta's that were hanging then shifted her gaze at him, he still seemed confused, she slowly raised her hand and took out a light orange colored kurta and showed it to him. He turned his eyes from the kurta to her, she gave him a reassuring look and said," trust me it will look amazing." He threw the towel on the bed and began wearing the kurta.

She went back to her cupboard to take out matching jewellery when she heard him call," Khushi" she was opening different jewellery boxes and examining them with her head lowered so replied without looking up, "hmm" again he called her out this time a bit loudly, her head shot up at once and she turned toward him. He was trying to get into the kurta without opening its buttons as a result his head got stuck in between, she pressed her lips hard to prevent herself from laughing then opened the buttons for him and pulled the kurta down. His hair had messed up completely and he seriously appeared agitated," these people don't even know how to stitch a kurta. It's do complicated to wear."

She nodded her head in agreement and smiled inwardly thinking he didn't know how to change into a kurta how would he change the diapers of their child in future? He combed his hair and left the room allowing her to get ready.

Sometime later both the sisters after wearing their designer outfits stepped down the stairs, with khushi walking a little behind them slowly. Though the Raizada family had accepted her open heartedly and so had she but still she felt a bit uncomfortable with other guests and relatives owing to her financial background, she couldn't forget the fact that her father once worked for her husband which was why she was reluctant in inviting her parents to the function.

Anjali stood before Arnav and shyam along with payal. She met Arnav's eyes and cleared her throat expecting him to comment them on their dressing. Arnav gave them a warm smile and said," di, the two of you are looking very nice."

Anjali curled her lips naughtily and pulled khushi from behind, "but chotte, I was asking about our khushi bhabhi" he admired khushi who was wearing a red silk sari with blue border along with a gold set minus heavy makeup. Her beauty lied in her simplicity, he moved his eyes elsewhere and didn't reply. She knew it wasn't easy for him to come up with a compliment but the way he looked at her she was sure that he liked what he saw.

She lowered her head shyly when Payal too started to tease him, "what bhai, our bhabhi is looking so pretty and you're not saying anything."

Arnav bit the inside of his cheek as his sisters continued to embarrass him but thankfully as always his wife changed the topic of discussion," payal, I hope you're not getting butterflies in your stomach."

Payal nodded her head, she was indeed feeling the jitters, her palms were sweating and she asked nervously, "bhabhi, on which finger do you wear the engagement ring?" Everybody gathered let out a laugh on hearing her innocent question, anjali wrapped her arm around her to give her support and khushi pointed towards the ring finger where engagement ring was supposed to be worn.

Anjali gave shyam a shy glance and added, "you know payal, it's believed that the nerve of the ring finger is directly connected to the heart." Shyam grinned widely while arnav rolled his eyes on hearing such a stupid logic.

Payal noticed that khushi's ring finger was empty so questioned," bhabhi, why aren't you wearing your ring, didn't bhai give you one?"

Khushi immediately covered her ring finger with her other hand and spoke in defense of Arnav," you're aware that we got married in a hurry so didn't get the time to exchange rings." Everyone around seemed convinced with her reasoning except for shyam who poked in purposely," where there is love there's no place for such lame excuses like lack of time and all."

His remark didn't go down well with the family especially arnav who clenched his jaws hard, had shyam not been his brother in law he would have seriously repented what he said. Khushi too lowered her eyes to hide away her pain.

Arnav stepped forward and took out the gold ring from his little finger then held khushi's hand in his and slipped it into her ring finger. Everybody clapped in joy while arnav flared his nostrils and shot an angry glare at shyam shutting him up completely.

Aakash and his family had arrived on the stage, anjali suggested that they should also join them for the ceremony. All the ladies began moving towards the stage but khushi preferred to stay back and excused herself by keeping her hand on her stomach and said, "di, I think I'll stay back. The stage is too crowded I might get pushed by someone." They agreed with her and didn't force her to come to the stage, anjali glanced at arnav who said, "I'll join you soon." while the remaining members dispersed around to meet the guests.

Khushi gave arnav a small smile and said," I'll go and sit with daadi." And turned to leave but he held her wrist to stop her, "no be here with me." She nodded her head and stood next to him quietly as he watched both aakash and payal standing together. He had obtained full information about aakash, his background and his past life there was nothing to worry about but still he was finding it difficult to accept a new man in his sister's life. Khushi caught him throwing daggers at aakash, she was amused to see the way he reacted especially whenever aakash moved close to payal his grip on her wrist would tighten and when aakah and payal exchanged rings he dug his nails in her flesh making her wince in pain.

He immediately loosened his grip and gave her an apologetic look. She rubbed his arm affectionately with her free hand and reassured him with her eyes that Payal was now in safe hands and he need not worry about her. She understood what he was going through and was more than happy to see him begin to feel for his sisters once again. She was aware that he possessed a very soft heart that was filled with love for the people around him but just feared to show that side to them.

Daadi came to take both of them to the stage and distribute gifts to aakash's family, khushi tried to free herself from his grip and said," I'm fine here." But he didn't let her go and replied firmly," you're my wife. You can't be part of the crowd. You're real place is next to me." Then dragged her slowly seeing to it that nobody pushed her while she couldn't stop herself from gazing at her wrist which he was holding with absolute authority.

The engagement ceremony got over late at night, everyone was tired and went back to their rooms. Khushi changed into some comfortable clothes and tried to sleep but was feeling suffocated in the room so went to the terrace to have some fresh air. She sat on the swing and traced her thumb over the ring wondering what he really thought of their relationship? she remembered him saying that he didn't love her and there were times when he would distance himself from her as if nothing existed between them except for this child whereas sometimes he would support her, understand her, be with her even without being asked by her. On some occasions she would feel lonely despite of him being near to her on the other hand there were occasions when she felt his presence even in his absence. The more she thought about all this the more she got hassled.

A while later she saw him rubbing his eyes and coming in search of her. He sat next to her and turned his neck to ask," not sleepy?" she nodded her head then twisted the ring on her finger and said hesitantly, " Arnav ji you really didn't need to put this on my finger."

He moved his eyes from the ring to her face, she was right there was no need for him to give that ring to her which was why he hadn't done that earlier but if someone questioned their relationship or her in particular he would not tolerate that.

" Nobody here knows what you and this marriage actually mean to me and I don't care to explain it to them either. But that doesn't allow them to point a finger at you." he said while grasping the swing firmly. What he felt for her and whatever transpired between them was nobody's business and how could anybody dare to speak rubbish about her?

He had utmost respect for her and their marriage and he would never bear to see her or their relationship being questioned. He closed his eyes in fury on recalling how her face had dropped when shyam had mocked at them. She saw his knuckles hardening as he clasped the swing tightly, to watch him getting possessive about her brought tears in her eyes. She covered his hand with her and pressed it softly to calm him down.

Her touch had some unexplained soothing effect on him which always succeeded in pacifying his inner turmoil. His face softened a bit and he glanced at her wrist which he had clutched so fiercely in the function , he brushed his fingers over it gently and questioned," Did I hurt you?" she moved her head in negation and smiled at him.

The night was getting cold as winter was fast approaching, she rubbed her arms to keep herself warm then asked, " it's cold. Should I make tea for both of us?" he agreed with her and didn't protest, she stood up to leave when he said from behind," but khushi, don't you think it would be better if you have hot milk instead?"

She turned around and rested her hands on her waist then asked sweetly," Why, are you planning to get jalebis for me?" he bit his lower lip and raised his brow immediately, " I was saying don't forget to add ginger to the tea." She grinned on seeing how cleverly he had changed the topic while he turned his face to the other side to hide his smile from her.

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Rose

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end of the chapter was superb😊😊

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