arhi ff(wedding)Chp 29: Allz Well That Ends Well - Page 48

Yours truly,

Raakshas

I have to say its mosttt romantic 7pera..

Originally posted by: Sarun.nav

I have to say its mosttt romantic 7pera..

It was hilarious when Arnav tells Khushi "after having to tie your dori so many times, the task of untying becomes rather easy" 🤣🤣

I love it.. keep it up.

Originally posted by: ..-Sanzz-..

Aww, The Morning Talk & Arnav Teasing Khushi Was Hilarious 🤣 He Even Cut Himself && The Last Tika Scene; BEAUTIFUL 😍

Originally posted by: Akorshi

wow! its so cute n romantic update

lovely n long part..really thxx fr this...

arnav changed a lot fr khushi...very impressive..

waiting fr next part as surprise 2...update soon...well done...

Arnav and Khushi walked to the table hand in hand. Anjali saw this but she just smiled silently and kept quiet. She would get a Lon time to pull their legs later, but now they needed to have some space.

Anjali: nani I have something to talk to you about. Let's go to your room. We'll talk and eat there itself.

Nani understood what Anjali was saying and she left along with Anjali.

Mami: hello hi bye bye, what will I do between the love birds? Gootar gootar? Even I'll have in my room.

Thus everyone descided to have food in their respective rooms.

Khushi went to the room and Arnav picked up a plate, loaded it with food and followed.

Khushi was sitting on the bed, blushing furiously as she remembered the events of the night and early morning. She smiled shyly when she saw Arnav walk in. But Arnav had only one plate in his hand.

Khushi: where is my plate?

Arnav: Khushi, I am your husband, not OP To bring food for you. You can do that on your own.

Khushi's mouth fell and her mouth made the trademark O and Arnav just gave his naughty smirk as Khushi scowled at him. She got up in anger and walked towards the door with her nose held high in anger and she wanted to ignore Arnav completely. Arnav tried to control laughing but Khushi was looking too cute to resist and burst out laughing.

Khushi turned around and gave him an angry glare. Arnav still kept laughing and caused Khushi to pout angrily and turned to walk out.

But before she reached the door, Arnav caught her wrist and pulled her towards him. She crashed into his chest.

Even though due to his proximity, her head had gone fuzzy reducing her ability to think, she tried pushing him away with her hands. Arnav bent and stopped her by doing what he does best.

He kissed her senseless.

It took two seconds to turn the pushing into pulling, as Khushi used her hands to ruffle his hair and pull him closer. They broke apart with Arnav grinning at her and Khushi hiding her face on his chest to hide her blushing.

He quickly picked he up and sat on the recliner placing Khushi on her lap.

He took the plate and then said,

Arnav: now why don't you think about your pathniwratha rights(wifey rights)? All those days you used to drive me up the wall with that swami nonsense. Why not now.

Khushi looked confused. She opened her mouth to retaliate when Arnav shut her up by placing some food in her mouth. Her eyes widened as Arnav's smirk lit his face.

Arnav: isn't there some lame saying that if you share food from the same plate, love increases. Well atleast let me test if that's true or not.

He smirked again. Khushi smiled and pulled his cheeks.

Khushi: you know, you'd make one damn cute kid. Come to think of it, you are a damn cute kid.

Arnav: don't call me a kid Khushi.

Arnav said with his nose flaring slightly. Khushi knew he was faking it.

Khushi's smile widened even more as she pulled at his cheeks with both hands while Arnav looked at her like an angry kid caught between a couple of moms who were hell bent on pulling his cheeks.

Arnav: well Khushi if I am a kid then you are a bad BAD girl.

Khushi: huh?

Arnav: if I am a kid, means you did 'you know what' last night with a kid? Chee Khushi. Very bad.

Khushi blushed and punched him on his shoulder.

Arnav laughed.

They fed one another silently after that. They were all that existed to them at that time. The presence of one another. Not the house, not the room, not the recliner, not even the damned food, just each other.

After finishing the food, Arnav looked at Khushi and said,

Arnav: get ready Khushi. It's time for surprise 2.

Khushi's heart leapt as she got up and dressed in a reddish orange saree.

Arnav(thinking): oh Khushi, you are sooo going to regret wearing a saree. Should I tell her to change. Aah, forget it. It'll be better to see her suffer there. And since she doesn't know what we are going to do, she is really gonna kick my ass tonight, but it's going to be worth it.

Arnav dressed in an informal white shirt and jeans. And both went to the car. Arnav blindfolded her and took her to the airport. He had arranged for a private jet. It was a customized jet which suited his style and taste. Instead of seats this plane had a complete bedroom and dining tables and a small jacuzzi to boot.he took Khushi and placed her on the bed.

She was still blindfolded.

Khushi: arnav, where are we?

Arnav: my second surprise to you is our honeymoon trip, love.

Khushi removed her blindfold and jumped into Arnav's arms.

Khushi: then what are we doing in this room.

Arnav: it's not a room tomato, it's my jet.

Khushi: WHAT?

Arnav had expected this.