New SS: Rumor has it, Ch9,pg65 - Page 31

Originally posted by: lexaxel

Hilarious...I'm so enjoying this FF🥳

If u dont mind me asking...wht is this pattal[what is pattal??] thingie everybody is ROFLing abt??? maybe becoz I started watching IPKKND only after september last yr so I missed it????

Originally posted by: paru_rox

Oh my dear lord ... Khushi is outrageous in your story & I love her 😆😆 ... & Arnav right now completely bewildered as how to handle this spunky girl who loves him but yet is ready to kill him 😆😆 ... & now she is even more upset 🤣

PS -- Was she really going to push Arnav in the lake 😆

PPS -- Sorry for the late reply Gayatri ... caught up with the PM late ... Please update soon 😃

Chapter 7: The Turn of the Screw

"Khushi, I love you!" Arnav said.

"Huh?"

"I love you."

"I have a headache."

"I'm sorry. Can I get you something? Also, I love you."

"An aspirin. And stop saying that!"

"Here's the aspirin. And I will not stop. I should've said it a long time ago. And I'm going to keep saying it now till you believe me. I. Love. You."

"Arnavji, I fell into that lake because of you. God knows what it is infested with..it's probably dirtier than that pool we never use. I am cold. I am soaked to the skin. My head hurts. And you choose this moment to profess your love?"

"No time like the present," said Arnav hopefully. He had no idea what to do. He had rushed her back to the cottage, stopping only to buy some medicines and a large box of condoms at the pharmacy. He had racked his brains and decided that he just needed to convince her of his love. Everything else would fall into place. Poor, besotted, Misguided Singh Raizada. To go from one misunderstanding to the next so quickly! The female of the species know when they are loved. Khushi knew. What had getting even to do with love? Everything, really. He had made her suffer. So must he suffer.

"I'm going to take a hot shower and then I am going to take a nap," she said heading into the bathroom.

20 minutes later she felt human again. She'd changed into one of those cotton suits she slept in at night. He was sitting on the bed with his laptop, reading something intently.

"What are you doing?" she asked curiously.

"Nothing. You want to watch a movie?" he asked.

"Umm. Sure. Which one?"

"It Happened One Night."

"What's it about?" she asked, interested.

"A rich, spoilt brat runs away from home and finds love on the way!" he replied eloquently.

"Are you trying to tell me something?" she asked, lips hardening.

"Huh? What, No!" he exclaimed. "I didn't fall in love when I was away Khushi!"

"Whatever!"

"You must know I love only.."

She interrupted him. "Don't say it!" She sighed. "Let's just watch this movie."

10 minutes into the movie she said, "This is essentially Dil hai ke manta nahin in English."

"Yep. They copied it scene to scene, pretty much," said Arnav shaking his head sadly.

"You've watched Dil Hai ke manta nahin?" asked Khushi incredulously.

"Di made me!" he shrugged. They went back to watching the movie. When it ended they were both sprawled on the bed, sheets entangled, lounging against the pillows.

Arnav glanced at Khushi. It was barely evening and she looked sleep tousled and absolutely adorable. He decided to risk it. He reached across, pulled her close and planted his lips firmly on hers.

Next thing he knew she'd kneed him where it hurt and shoved him away.

"What are you doing?" she asked angrily. He was still reeling from that well-placed kick and took a minute to recover. When he could speak, he did.

"I was just kissing you. I thought you wanted this!" he said weakly.

"I wanted this yesterday. Yesterday you hadn't pushed me into the lake. Today I am angry and tired. I just want to be left alone. Not mauled." She said furiously.

"I didn't push you into the lake Khushi!"

"Semantics."

"And another kick or two like that and there won't be any little Raizadas forthcoming," he said, still squirming slightly.

"Sorry. But you should've asked before kissing me."

"I didn't know I needed permission to kiss my wife."

"You do if you put an expiry date on the marriage!"

"That's null and void now. The expiry date is not valid anymore."

"Oh! You've changed your mind. Why?"

"Because I love.."

"Spare me! If I hear those 3 words again I will make sure there are no little Raizadas forthcoming."

"Why are you so averse to my love?"

"Why are you so bent upon thrusting it down my throat?"

"I thought you loved me!"

"I thought I loved your Di's husband."

"I'm sorry about that."

"Too late for apologies now."

"So, you want to call it quits then?" he asked, heart sinking.

"Right now, I want to sleep."

"You can't run away from our problems Khushi."

"Says the man who disappeared off the face of the Earth for 9 days. Fabulous. If I die tonight, it will be because the irony entered my soul," she quipped.

"Can we talk tomorrow?"

"Maybe," she said, voice muffled as she burrowed her head into the pillows.

"And Arnavji," she called, as he prepared to get up and leave.

"Yes?" he asked.

"Don't cross the Arnav-rekha tonight." She said, pointing to the pillow she's placed in between their places on the bed.

"That rekha is all yours Khushi. But rest assured, I will respect it," he said wondering if he could get his money back for the condoms. He didn't think he was going to need them. Ever.

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WW11

Chapter 8