The Unbreakable bond - Page 52

Anam was pleased to see the change in Arnav. Marriage life suits him he thought; he looks more relaxed and happy. He had yet to meet the famous Mrs. Raizada who had stolen this boss's heart.

Arnav looked up as his office door opened and Arush rushed in; he put the file down and caught his son who jumped into his arms. "Hey! Champ what are you doing here?"

"Come to take you papa." Arush chimed kissing his father on the cheek, and then he wriggled out of his arms. Grabbed a surprised Aman's hand and pulled him behind his father's large desk, Arush proceeded to sit in the large leather chair looked at Aman and commanded "Spin me." Aman complied with a chuckle, thinking like father like son. He turned his head to see a beautiful woman with twinkling eyes and a smile as bright as sunshine enter and his boss's entire focus was on her.

Arnav watched as Khushi entered his office. She looked so radiant in a chiffon peach sari, with silver sequence work on the borders, his breath caught in his throat. She flirted to him putting her arms around his neck and kissed him fully on the lips, she sweet tongue ran over his lower lip parting them and tangled with his. With a moan he wrapped his arms around her drinking the sweet nectar of her lips. She pulled away a radiant smile on her beautiful face "Hi" she said, her eyes drifting over his shoulder. "Oh! You have company." Indicating the man spinning the chair with her son in it, his face averted prudently, to the intimate scene between his boss and his wife.

Wiping the goofy smile of his face and clearing her throat, "Aman." He called. Anam turned with an embarrassed smile. "Aman, Khushi my wife and of course that is Arush my son." He said proudly. "Khushi, Aman."

"Finally we meet." Khushi smiled

"Yes, It's a pleasure to meet you Mrs Raizada." Aman replied, Arush screamed, "Again." Aman made a show of jumping to attention, "yes boss."

"Sorry, he can be a little over bearing." She smiled apologetically. grimacing at her son.

"It's alright I'm use to It." he said flippantly; suddenly realising what he had said the threw a wary glance at Arnav "I...what I mean... I..." Be blushed furiously over his blunder.

Khushi laughed elbowing her husband in the side. "Really, Arnav you overwork this man." She complained.

Aman looked mortified, "No! Ma'am really I... didn't.. mean it that way." He stuttered, still spinning the chair.

"Relax, Aman no offence taken. She was just teasing." Arnav said graciously.

Akaash, Anjali entered the office followed by Payal. "There he is." He indicated towards Arush "I told you we'll find him here. Hey, Aman. I see the little guy has got you on duty too." He grinned.

Anjali greeted Aman warmly, "Hi Aman, how are you? how is your mother?" She inquired.

Aman blushed pleased that she asked after him, "She fine, thank you Anjali," he smiled shyly. Aman used to have a huge crush on Anjali. But had never able to explain his feelings to her. He had waited too long and she had married someone else. But he still cared for her.

"Bhai, we have come to take you." Akaash grinned, he was not going to let his brother wriggle out of this, he didn't want to be the only one stuck with this task the women had in mind.

"What the..?" Arnav looked perplexed. "What? Where?

"Shopping!!" Khushi and Anjali chimed in union giggling.

"What? No! I've a lot of work." He pleaded.

"No work." Khushi walked around his desk picked up Arush from the chair. "Aman will handle everything. Won't you Aman?" She deposited Arush into Arnav's arms, grabbed his coat of the chair. Hooked her arm around him and pulled him towards the door.

"Of course, Ma'am" Aman smiled nodding.

"Khushi? Di!" Arnav protested as they herded him out the door. He threw a dirty look at a grinning Akaash, who said with a shrug "No way was I going to do this alone."

For all their protests Arnav and Akaash had made they found they were enjoying themselves at the mall. The women shopped for sarees, and gifts for the family; while the men sat at a table at MacDonald's eating burgers. Quite happy to relax and chat keeping a close eye on Arush as he played in the small park area in the mall.

Arnav stood with a long suffering sigh in the men's section of a designer showroom, as Khushi and Anjali held shirts to him trying to make a selection. While Payal did the same for Akaash and a grinning Arush picked shirt after shirt giving them to his mother saying "I like this one." Arnav's sarcastic "Way bother choosing; let's just buy the whole store." Got him a very serious "OK" from his son; and a whack on the arm from his wife.

Arnav and Akaash had the time of their lives in the toy store, they hooted and high fived each other as the competed on a video game, with lots of gun fighting and Chinese martial arts. With Arush skipping around them happily cheering for his father. They decided to have one installed at home.

"Yes Bhai! Awesome idea. We should have an entire gaming room with attached gym."

"Yep with pool and snooker tables too." Arnav said taken in with the idea.

"Forget it." Di said with a reproaching look at the two. "Nani will never allow it. And besides you guys are not 13 anymore, Chote you're a father. And Akaash you will be married in a couple of months and will probably have a kid on the way." She said making Payal blush.

"But were thinking about Arush." Akaash said trying to convince her.

"Arush is too small to play with that thing. As well as snooker and pool" Anjali pointed out, to which Arush gave her his most charming smile and said "no I can play bua. I'll play with Papa and Chachu." She smiled looking at Arnav and Akaash nod their heads solemnly. She hugged Arush "waaa..I'm sure you can puppy. But no."

Arnav and Akaash exchanged conspiring glance, they'll bring up the matter at a later date. Loaded with shopping bags, They left for home.

Later that night with Arush tucked snugly in bed, Arnav lay with Khushi fast asleep in his arms. he lay wake slightly disturbed. Dinner had been a noisy affair. With the women discussing wedding idea for Akaash and Payal's wedding. Nani and buaji told stories of their wedding days, and how things used to be much more simple during their time, as such event were simply held in the houses of the bride and groom, and there was no need to have wedding planers or halls or catering services.

The only person who did not seem to contribute and was unusually silent was Shayam. Arnav had noticed that Khushi and the Gupta's had taken a huge dislike to his brother in law. Even Anjali seemed to be wary of him. Shayam and he rarely talked much due to the cold vibe between them since 4 years back. The Gupta's had virtually ignored him while they had been quite attentive to Akaash and him. he had not missed Kushi's father angry looks towards Shayam.

Shayam mostly kept his eyes downcast but Arnav had caught him watching Khushi. This had irked him, he didn't like the way Shayam watched Khushi. A strange restlessness over took him. As he kept wondering about Shayam's connection with the Gupta's the thoughts that came to his mind made his blood run cold. It could not possibly be, but still everything pointed to such a possibility. He had tried to ask Khushi about it, but she had simply said that will tell him everything tomorrow after the gala.

Khushi whimpered in her dream and snuggled closer to him, twisting her fingers into the collar of his pullover. He watched her sleeping, though she was fast asleep she seemed restless. He knew the something was troubling her and he didn't like it. but whatever it was, he would have to wait for tomorrow.

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