Arhi~I Want You!~ FF *Thread 6* Part 52 p130 24/5 - Page 40

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Amazing !!! but i have a question , till now khushi does not know that Anjeli is dead ?

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Hi guys, sorry for not updating yesterday..anyways what's up with the comments..why are they going short? The more you encourage me the more I will write as it is great motivator...anyway here you go enjoy!😛

Part 49

A new morning dawned on the Raizada Parivaar. One could call it that as there were three members now in the household. Khushi had woken up since 6am as Aryan was an early bird. The little toddler was so excited by the new turn of events that he just wanted to discover everything around the mansion.

The new bride went to have a shower. She made sure she locked the doors as she did not want Arnav walking in on them. Standing under the shower she began remembering the last she had a shower in this house. It was in the morning after they had a passionate night together. She uncontrollably began sobbing under the full blast shower. Her sobbing included some wailing. Aryan knocked on the door.

"Ma why you crying?"

She stopped and pulled herself together. "No son I'm not crying..I'm just coming out". Stepping out of the shower she searched the drawers for her clothes. As always she was right he had bought her loads of clothes and everything she ever needed. The sari that stood out to her was red in colour with gold embroidery. She wore the heavy gold set and matching bangles. Khushi stood in front of the mirror and combed her hair straight. She looked at her mangulsutra and put it on like it was a necessity not by choice. Picking up the sindoor she looked at it intently and took a pinch applying it all on her parting. One could say she looked like a very beautiful new bride.

"Come one Aryan let's give you a bath". Aryan began having his bath. "Ma why you wearing that?" he pointed at her maang filled with sindoor. "Because I got married to your dad". He rolled his eyes trying to figure out what that means. She smiled noticing his confusion. Once she got Aryan ready she headed off downstairs.

Walking down like a queen entering her castle she walked down. The house was silent as no one was awake. Looking at the mandir she went and lit a few agar batti's and began making her prayers.

*Devi Maiya you have bought me back into this house so keep your blessings on me like you always have...Maybe you sent me back here to ensure I revenge that Laad Governor..so give me strength in teaching him a lesson for the rest of his life*

Aryan stood near her copying his mum. "Ma I prayed Devi Maiya give me a brother". She looked back shocked. "What??!"

Her mouth turned into a O shape and she looked at him not believing what she had heard. "You know mum your married now so you can get a baby brother for me..tell dad to get one from the hospital..he got loads of money too so he can buy me one".

Khushi looked on as she knew it was her fault she had been telling him that as she wasn't married she could not give him a brother and her other excuse was she had no money. Well it surely had backfired now.

"Okay leave that Aryan tell me what shall make you for breakfast?"

"Uh omelette bread and milk".

"Omelette bread and milk it is!"

"Yayyy!" he clapped his hands. "Ma where is dad's room?" Khushi pointed the direction to him. Aryan began running towards the stairs. "HP can you help me in the kitchen". Khushi began preparing her first dish in her susraal.

***

As soon as Aryan came near Arnav's room he barged in. He looked at his dad sound asleep. The little terror he was he went near his bed and nudged his shoulder. "Dad wake up..look I'm here". Arnav turned around and put his pillow on his head. Aryan got on top of his bed and used both his hands to get his attention. "Dad wake up, breakfast will be ready soon".

"Son let me sleep..could not sleep last night properly thanks to your mum". Straddling his father he cupped his face. "Dad please get up please". He ignored him. Aryan began acting like a cat. "Meow meow". Arnav put his arms around his son and he lay on his father's chest. After a little while Arnav flinched. "What the f***!"

Aryan began laughing, he had bitten him on his shoulder. "Ye kaun sa tareeka hain jagaane ka?"

"Dad jagaane ka nahin neend baghaane ka!"

"Oh really?"

Arnav pulled him on to the bed and began tickling him. "Badmaash...you wait a minute".

"Dad stop it please.." He rolled over and was in a fit of laughter. "Hmmm something smells nice".

"Mum is making us breakfast dad come down quickly". The image of Khushi making him breakfast filled him with pride. Getting into the shower he quickly had a bath. He began putting his office attire on. "Hurry dad mum is calling me.."

Switching his Bluetooth on he gestured Aryan to hold his hand. "Ya Aman?"

"Sir I heard your good news congratulations".

"Thanks...uh Aman what time is my meeting?"

"Sir I could cancel your meetings.."

"No Aman its importrant I attend this one".

As he walked down he saw Khushi putting the food on the table, he stood there frozen. His eyes travelled from her face to her sari. Looking every bit of a beautiful goddess she was he was completely over bowled by his bride. He always had a thing for Khushi dressed in red. Aryan looked up wondering why he had stopped.

"Dad you still looking at my mum with googly eyes". Arnav turned his gaze towards his number one competitor. "Are you my son or enemy?..she is your mum but my wife".

Maan and Geet walked into the dining area. "Hows the newly married couple?" asked Maan. Arnav and Khushi looked on surprised that they had come early. "We're good how are you?" responded Arnav. Aryan ran to Maan and Geet hugged and kissed Khushi.

"We are okay just missing Khushi and Aryan..but really happy for you both..so we thought we'd pop by".

"Khushi you look so beautiful..now you look like a complete woman with sindoor and mangulsutra". She blushed hearing that and Arnav looked on happily. "Maan come we are having breakfast". All of them sat down and began making small talk.

"Khushi its your first day in your husbands house what special dish have you made to start off your married life?" asked an excited Geet.

"I made halwa, omelette, pokore and jalebi's". She passed the halwa bowl to Maan. "Khushi you should give the halwa to your husband first".

"No worries Maan, your our guest" Arnav shook his head. "Don't worry Maan he is diabetic so can't eat sugar..I made his halwa separately..you know sugar free". Khushi gave a cold stare and Arnav looked on impressed that she had put so much thought into her first day cooking for her husband.

She handed him the bowl. He put a little and began chatting to Maan. "Hows dadima?"

"She is fi..." Arnav choked. "Are you okay ASR?"

"Ya just.."

"Just what..didn't you like my cooking?" Khushi tried acting upset. "No your cooking is lovely". He took a glass of water. Instead of sugar she had put salt in the halwa. Khushi came round. "I know have these pokore". She shoved 5/6 pokore onto his plate. He looked at Maan and Geet looking at him with concern. He bit onto one pokora and found she had put horrendous amount of chillies. He began hiccupping. Khushi looked on enjoying him pretending he was finding his wife's cooking good. She gave him a glass of water with pretence of concern.

"Are you okay ASR?" asked Geet.

"Ya just Khushi has made the food so lovely that I am eating too fast". Not looking convinced Maan whispered to Geet. "I don't why Geet but something is fishy". Geet nodded agreeing with him.

"Khushi I hope you took on board what dadima said about letting go of your past and making a go of your marriage?"

Khushi paused and looked at Arnav. "Of course Maan...we are fine, aren't we?"

"Ya don't worry we are fine..really!"

They scrunched their eyes and looked at the newly wedded couple. "Anyways we better be off...we need to go to our hospital appointment". Maan and Geet left and Khushi made sure they were out of their sight. She got up and turned angry.

"HP? HP!"

"Yes Memsaab?"

"Make sure you prepare Arnav's food for him..I will make my son's and my food separate got it?". HP nodded and walked off confused.

"Khushi why you doing this?"

"Because I am not going to act like a typical wife preparing your food understood!"

"Khushi why you put so much salt and chillies in my food?"

"Because I want to make your life as salty and chilly as its possible..so I thought lets start with the food".

Arnav got up from his chair and loosened his tie and began walking towards Khushi, she began looking flustered by his naughty eyes. He looked at her eyes with a slight smirk. He leaned his hand against the table next to her and she arched slightly back.

"Khushi I don't mind you spicing our marriage but salt should be in moderation". She could not believe he was still trying to seduce her. She was embarrassed by his innuendos. She turned her face.

"Khushi you look... absolutely mine... with this sindoor..." He traced her parting with his finger. She shuddered with his touch on her head. Aryan finished his omelette and went to Arnav.

"Dad move away from mum". Arnav looked at his son and backed off. "You and your mum.." He rolled his eyes and picked him up. "Buddy need to go office...will see you in the evening..now gimme a kiss". The little boy kissed him and he kissed his lips.

Arnav walked off and then came back. "Uh Khushi make sure you take your anti depressants..I'm sure after being busy with such lovely cooking you must have forgot to take it..health comes first". Khushi looked at him shocked and then looked away annoyed that he had not blasted her.

***

After work Arnav came back home. He was greeted with excitement by Aryan who wanted play football with him. "Buddy I am tired we will play later, let's eat some dinner".

Neil and Simran walked in with a bunch of flowers. She handed them to Khushi and she thanked her and asked HP to put them in a vase.

"Arnav so when is the big bash man? Can't wait to celebrate.."

Khushi looked on annoyed. "Celebrate what? The fact that your friend destroyed my life?!" Neil looked at Arnav. "bhabi.."

"Don't you dare call me bhabi! I was some stalker wasn't I? Isn't that what you said to everyone at that party?"

Neil got up and tried putting his point across. "Bhabi I regret what I done that night".

She clapped her hands. "Wah what a ploy! I must give you both credit..you regret it...what miracle happened that you both regret it?"

"Anjali..." Arnav shook his head not to mention what had happened to her and Khushi noticed.

"What a great sister-in-law I have? She has so much respect for her bhabi that she has not even called forget come to meet me..some lunatic family I have come into..."

"Khushi he is my friend..and our guest..you can't take my anger out on him...sorry Neil..."

Neil looked on with a guilty conscious. "Its okay ASR somewhere I have"

"I said Neil forget it..you can't blame yourself for anything I have done..anyway Khushi whatever you want to say you can say to me...do not include others in what mistake I have made". Khushi looked away.

"Anyway Arnav what about the party?" Simran asked trying to divert everyone's attention.

Arnav looked at Khushi and she looked away not really interested. The house phone rang and she leaned over the table and picked it up.

"Hi Khushi its Geet..."

"Geet how are you?" her anger turned into hurt.

"I'm okay Khushi...I needed to talk to you...me and Maan noticed things were strained between you and Arnav...I know you have been through a lot but Khushi he is your husband now..and you need to give him the respect he deserves..all we sense is your hatred for him...if we tell dadima.."

"No don't tell dadima! Me and Arnav are fine...aren't we Arnav?"

"What the!"

Arnav and Neil looked confused. Her tone changed into a devoted wife one. "Please Geet don't worry we honestly are fine..marriage is not a joke I know...it will take time but we are working and getting used to it..you can ask him if you want?"

She passed the phone to Arnav. "Ya Geet..don't worry she is fine...I said to you before you all should not worry..she is my wife and we are getting on like a house on fire".

Neil smirked and looked at his wife and gestured to Arnav that they are leaving. After a lot of convincing he put the phone down.

"I think she suspects we are not on good terms...listen we are going to have to act like a normal couple when they are around...and we going to have that party because if we don't they will get concerned about me and I don't want dadima or anyone from their family worrying about me...understood Arnav Singh Raizada?"

He looked at her with an arched eyebrow. "Scuse me you ordering me about?"

"Yes I am... Arnav Singh Raizada I will not let you be on top this time".

He got up and walked towards her. Putting both hands on either side of the chair behind, he leaned towards her. His breath fanning her. "Khushi...If you want to be on top it's alright with me..I love it that my woman wants to be on top". He gave her bedroom eyes and a mischievous smirk.

"I..I...did not mean that what I meant was.." she stammered trying hard not to feel shy with his double meaning lines.

"I was talking about our relationship..what did you think I meant?"

"You think your smart aren't you..you know exactly what you.."

"Khushi it's not my fault my innocent lines make your mind in the gutter". He flickered his eyes from her eyes to her lips. She began heaving and her heart beat went up. "Khushi so you want to be on the top or bottom?"

"Don't touch me Arnav".

"I'm not touching you Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Raizada". She looked around and he was not touching her at all. He backed off and looked towards Aryan who was looking around the house.

"Uh Aryan man lets go and play footy in the garden". He picked up the ball and was about to walk off. He looked back at Khushi who was really flustered.

"Khushi this time I want you...I want you to be on top". Not really too happy with his patronising antics she looked at him in disbelief and anger.

"Arnav Singh Raizada you think by making me vulnerable your going to win..you watch my next move".

Precap; Khushi breaks all of Arnav's plants.😭

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