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It all started with 300 Rupees 17 (Part A)

PLEASE FORGIVE ME FOR EVERYTHING I HAVE EVER DONE

I AM SORRY

I LOVE YOU KHUSHI

I DO

I WANT YOU BACK IN LIFE

I NEED YOU BACK IN LIFE

YOU ARE MY LIFE

DO COME BACK……….

I am patiently waiting………

Your Husband

Arnav Singh Raizada

It was very late in the evening. Even she didn't know when she started reading what he called 'file' and how many times she read it over and over again. It was dark outside. But all she did was sit in the cabin of hers, all alone, just kept flipping the pages without stopping. Everyone had already left the office, she was all alone, while the darkness took over the exterior…….

Her mind had become numb. She couldn't think anything anymore. She picked up her phone and checked her cell phone for his texts, but still nothing. He had never texted her back after the last message. I wonder where he is right now. She thought, he is probably already sleeping. But he always has his phone with him. How is it possible that he didn't check his phone?

She had this weird urge to meet him all of sudden. She wanted to see him RIGHT NOW. She didn't know why. Maybe because of what she just read. Maybe? No, not maybe, definitely! But maybe I should wait until he calls me back. No, I can't wait. I have to meet him right now. Maybe his phone is on silent. Maybe he didn't see my message. Regardless of what it is, I want to see him.

She picked up her bag, placed the 'file' in it safely, gathered her things and took off.

ONE AND HALF HOUR LATER………

"Ma'am, you are here for the meeting? Mr. Raizada is expecting you, Miss Saxena, right? He had already informed us of your arrival, we can show you to his room, I will get someone to escort you, this way ma'am" answered the receptionist.

That's the last thing she wanted to hear at that time. She was there to meet her husband, just her husband. Not to hear this crap. Roshni is supposed to be here right now? Is that why he is not answering my call? Is that why he didn't return my text? Why did he call her in his room? What kind of meeting is so urgent that had to happen so late at night? What is he doing? What is she doing?

DING

The elevator arrived while she was lost in her tangled thoughts. She entered and the attendant took over…….

I wonder if she is already in his room. But if she is already in her room, then the receptionist would know. Then why did she address me as Ms. Saxena. I am NOT Ms. Saxena, I am Khushi Arnav Singh Raizada. Yes, not for the world, but for me and him. That's what I am. I am his wife. Not s**t Saxena. Uggghhh, why would she agree to meet him this late anyway? Why wouldn't she? That's what she wants. If that's her agenda, then she would meet him anytime of the day. Night is even better, no office, no other people around them, no phone calls…….

Khushi, stop thinking. You know he won't do anything like that. I know he won't, but she can. Karan was right, she is not good to be around him. What if she is trying to seduce him right now in that very room? No, that's not possible. He doesn't even like her. How do I know if he likes her or not? I KNOW. How could he like her when he loves me? No, I am sure it's nothing like that. It must be something important, otherwise he would never do that. She took her phone out to check for any messages, but nothing. She threw her phone back in the bag so hard, it almost smashed.

The attendant escorted her to the right floor, to the same hallway again, to the same secured door, he opened it and she walked in. Her steps felt heavier by each step she was taking forward. She didn't know what she would do if Roshni was there. How I would react. What I would say. I wonder what they must be doing. Could she be trying to get physical with him? Would he allow that? No, of course he wouldn't. He is not like that. I know he is not, then why am I so bothered about what they must be doing. They are probably busy in some important meeting. At this time? In his room? Why couldn't he wait until tomorrow? Why can't he have the meeting in the morning? In the office, like the way it's supposed to be…….

Her mind went blank when she got to his room, the door was closed, obviously. She didn't know if she should knock or what. What else can I do as of now, I will have to knock, it's not like he knows that I am here. She lifted her hand to knock the door when she heard……..

His voice, he was saying something, she couldn't make you what he was saying but he was talking to someone. Is Roshni in the room? Wondered Khushi. But I can't hear her voice, should I wait outside to find out if she is here, or should I just go in? Go in? I can't go in, I will have to knock. What if she is in the room and they are……..NO what am I thinking? I can't even hear her voice. It's just him talking, is he on the phone? If he can talk on the phone, why can't he return my text? Why is he avoiding my messages? Why hasn't he messaged me for so long? Why hasn't he called me yet? Is it because of their stupid meeting? Or is he really busy? Busy with what? Roshni? I hate her. I hate Karan for saying all that. I hate myself for not asking him to fire her. I just hate all this. I don't want to feel like this. Why do I have so much insecurity? She was too engrossed in her thoughts when she heard…….

"Mr. Raizada, I don't mind doing anything for you…….." It was her voice, it was Roshni. Khushi could tell her voice through a wall too. This is how much she hated her. She is in there. They are both in there. What are they talking about? What doesn't she mind doing for him? Why would she mind anything? That's what she wants. Of course she will do anything, that s**t. I hate her. I should knock now, yes, before she does something.

But…….what am I going to say to him? Why am I here? At this hour? I didn't even inform him of me coming. What would he think of me? He might not like me showing up here unannounced. Should I call him? No, I have already texted him, he never texted me back. Why should I call him? WHY? Because I am outside his room, that's why. What am I planning on doing? Standing here outside the door all night? And wait for that s**t to do whatever that she is planning on doing? No, absolutely not. She heard his voice again…….

She leaned in on the door to listen to what he was saying, he was ordering dinner. Why is he ordering food? Now they will eat dinner together? Instead of calling me, he is ordering food for them? Why is he doing all this? He knows I don't like Roshni. Does he? No, how would he know that I don't like Roshni? I never told him that. But I shouldn't have to tell him, he should get it himself………

ANOTHER FORTY FIVE MINUTES LATER……..

She was still standing outside the door, now leaning her back on the wall. Still confused about what she should do. She was tired of standing on her heels, she had taken them off and kept them on the floor right next to her bag by the wall. She was upset, mad, confused and extremely tired. She was leaned on the wall and had her eyes closed. Lost in her thoughts of both of them being inside, when she heard a knock…….

Who is knocking, she wondered…….

Why would they knock from inside? She opened her eyes – still confused…..

She saw one of the hotel employees standing outside his door, with dinner tray, waiting for him to open the door. She got worried, he would open the door anytime. What is he going to think about me? Shit! He will probably think I am crazy. How am I going to explain me being here? Crap! What should I do? Should I leave before he opens the door? No, he might see me. I should just, should what? What should I do? I need to think something fast. I don't want him to think that I am such a……….

The door opened……..

She freaked out, more like she was embarrassed……….

She quickly slid behind the door. There she was, between the wall and the door. She has never done something so stupid since…….since she had left RM. Which was LONG time ago…….

What am I doing? What am I? A ten year old girl? If I am so afraid of begin here, I shouldn't have come here. It's too late now to think about all this. I have to make sure he doesn't see me here. Not now, especially when that Roshni is inside the room right now. Everything will be too awkward. Way TOO awkward. No. Khushi, stay here, calm down, relax and breathe – she whispered.

She was doing all this without realizing that all this was witnessed by the staff with food tray. She looked at him, he stared at her like he has seen a ghost, she gestured him to look away but he didn't……

She closed her eyes again, hoping that the staff will stop looking at her if she closes her eyes…..

She heard him, he was on the phone……

As usual, yelling at someone for something……….

She slowly opened her eyes, still hiding behind the door………

Saw him from the little crack, he gestured the staff to wait, she was getting more nervous, why can't he just take the food and go back inside. NO. Don't go inside, not to that Roshni. Then what? Then stay here and catch me acting like a fool? I don't want to be humiliated right now, not in front of that Roshni. What will she think of me? Who cares what she thinks? I am his wife, I am allowed to meet him whenever I want. He is my husband. Really? Is that why I am standing here, hiding behind the door, hoping that I won't be caught? Is this what normal spouses do? NORMAL? What am I thinking? We are anything but normal. Normal is far beyond our little marital dictionary. She just stood there, without making any sound, trying very hard to not even breathe. All her hard work went down the drain when she heard…..

"Khushi?"

She instantly closed her eyes again. Too embarrassed to face him……..

He was shocked to see her there, shocked and happy. But he didn't know what she was doing there. Why was she standing behind the door? Why she closed her eyes? He didn't know what was going on……

He walked to her, tapped her shoulder and said "Khushi, open your eyes"……….

She slowly opened her eyes, and saw him standing right there, in front of her, she looked around to find the employee but he was long gone, she brought her eyes back to him again and said…..

Khushi: Don't ask me anything, I can't explain. I don't know why I am here, I don't know what I am doing here, I don't how all this happened, I just don't know, don't ask me anything…….

He stood in silence for brief moments, observed her and said…….

Arnav: I won't ask anything, come inside……….

Khushi: No, I don't want to interrupt your meeting, other people might not like it…….she purposely avoided taking Roshni's name…….

Arnav: Khushi, first of all I don't give a DAMN about what other people like or not, second there is no one inside…….

Khushi's eyes shot open. As wide as it could get. She finally asked…..

Khushi: But I thought you were in a meeting, the receptionist said you were expecting people for a meeting?

Arnav: Come inside first………

She picked up her shoes, her bag, and walked inside the room while he held the door open for her……..

He placed the dinner on the table………

She put her shoes down, placed her bag on the table, sat at the edge of the bed, looked down and said…..

Khushi: I am sorry for just showing up unannounced, I don't know how………I wasn't………

Arnav: It was a pleasant surprise, you should do this more often……..he said smiling at her……

Khushi: I would have knocked earlier but I swear I heard other voices as well, so I didn't knock…….

Arnav knew exactly what she was trying to say. Just because she didn't take Roshni's name didn't mean that he wasn't aware of what was going on in her mind…….

Arnav: I was in a meeting but I am done now…….

Khushi: With whom? Still not admitting she knew……

Arnav: With Ms. Saxena…..

Khushi: So where is she?

Arnav: There…….

He said pointing at his laptop screen, he was in the middle of video conference, which was paused right now……….

Khushi: Then why did the receptionist say that you were expecting Roshni?

Arnav smiled at his interrogative wife and replied……..

Arnav: We were supposed to have a meeting in the conference room, but there was something wrong with the electricity in the conference room, so I had to cancel it and didn't inform the front desk of the change………

Khushi: So for that long I was outside for nothing? She thought out loud…….

Arnav: For how long were you waiting outside for?

Khushi: I don't know, long time, I really thought you were in a meeting, I didn't want to interrupt.

Arnav: You NEVER interrupt me, no matter what I am doing, if you need to contact me, you just do it, okay? I don't want to hear this ever again. And you had been standing outside the whole time? Did you just come here straight from work?

Khushi: You said you won't ask anything…………that was the only thing she could mutter to cover her stupidity……..

Arnav: Okay, sorry, I won't ask you anything. He answered understanding her embarrassment…….

Khushi: Ummm are you done with your video conference?

Arnav: Yes…..

Khushi: Your conference screen is still on, should I turn it off?

Arnav: Sure!

Khushi walked to the laptop, looked at Roshni's paused face, she hated her more now, to see her on his laptop screen…….she had never hated someone so much………she had this sudden urge to punch the screen…….not the screen……her face……..she kept staring at her picture for few seconds……..trying not to get any more frustrated, she simply pressed the exit button. She smiled proudly at her silly achievement and closed the screen.

He watched her do all that very carefully. He loved every single moment of watching his possessive wife act like this. But he didn't say anything. He didn't want to embarrass her further. Why would he say anything anyway? She was finally acting like a normal wife, he thought. Normal? If there was anything normal about their abnormal relationship. But whatever it was, however it was, it was getting somewhere, it was moving forward. She is here to see me. I don't know why and I don't care. All I know is that she is here to see me.

Khushi: I turned it off……..

Arnav: Thanks………

There was the awkward silence again………

She had told him not to ask anything, so he didn't……..

She didn't know how to explain her silly act, so she stayed quiet……….

She looked around the room, avoiding looking at him…….

She randomly picked up his suit coat from the bed, walked to the cupboard and hung it with properly, after she was done, she fixed all the shirts, placed them on the hanger properly and hung them in place. Then she walked to the table, she started organizing the files when she felt his arms around her waist…….

Part B Continues…….

It all started with 300 Rupees (Part B)

She froze, she couldn't say anything, or move……….

He spoke "What are you doing sweetheart?" Her body jerked hearing him say sweetheart, yet again, making it so obvious that he smiled…….

She didn't say anything, not that she didn't want to say anything, but because even she didn't know what she was doing and why……..he still had his arms wrapped around her stomach from the back when he spoke again……. "Thanks for coming to see me" saying that he kissed her on the cheek from behind……..

She leaned back, arching her neck on his chest, giving him more space to taste her skin……..

He brushed his lips on her neck, making her gasp, her heart skipped a beat, he could feel her abs rising and dropping under his palm, which was gently placed on top of her dress shirt……

He moved her long tresses slightly, and continued brushing his wet lips on her neck, he whispered "I love you so much Khushi"………

Khushi asked "aren't you hungry?" to distract him…..

He answered "Very much so…….." saying that he devoured her neck, making sure that she understood his statement…….

How easy was it for him to always take over her feelings, her mind, her heart, and her body……..

She muttered "I think…….I should leave………it's pretty late……...I just wanted to……." He asked, "wanted to what?" she replied "wanted to see you…….." He quickly turned her around facing him, held her from her waist, pulled her body and said "are you done seeing me?" He asked with those flirty brown eyes gazing at her……….

She was hypnotized with those eyes, even when he didn't love her, back then, and now that he actually loved her, it was impossible to ignore those sexy eyes. She just stared at him, without being able to say anything. She did answer him in her mind, a lot, but nothing seemed to come out her mouth. She wanted to say, yes I am done looking at you, no, that's not what I want to say, I want to say that I am never done looking at you. No, I shouldn't say that, I should just say no, why would I do that? I am not done looking at him. Do I want to look at him? Of course I want to look at him. Who doesn't?

He saw her being so lost looking at him, straight into his eyes, without saying anything……..

He asked her again "Are you done looking at me sweetheart?" She was feeling loss at her vocabulary, it was a one word answer, yes or no. She didn't want to say yes, neither no. She wanted to say something else, something more than yes or no. Something that she wasn't even aware of……..

She finally said "I………am hungry……….I haven't had anything………..to eat………sorry……." Saying that she blinked and looked now. Not knowing what else to say……..

He said "Khushi, are you okay? Why are you saying sorry? Are you feeling okay? You look so tired. Why haven't you had anything to eat? Khushi, talk to me……."

Before he could complete his sentence, she wrapped her arms around his neck, closing all the distance between them, hugging him tight, without saying anything...

He could feel her breathe hard, against his chest……….

He wrapped his arm around her quickly and said "Khushi, are you okay?" She whispered "yes, I am fine, I just missed you, I just wanted to see you, I didn't want to show up like this………I………"

He replied, still embracing her skin to skin, "Khushi, you can come here anytime, and I mean ANYTIME, you are my wife, you don't have to worry about the right time to come and see me. Do you understand me Khushi?"

She didn't say anything, she just relaxed her body with his, and stayed like that……..

After few minutes of being comforted by him, she said "Thanks……"

He broke the hug, held her hand, looked at her and said "were you working this late?" she replied "yes, Karan left pretty early, I just had to finish some important things. I am tired…….." He said "come, let's eat….." He took her to the dining table and sat her down. While she sat there, she pulled her knee length stockings out, one by one and placed it on top of her shoes. He watched her do that quietly, how she was slowly trying to get comfortable.

She said "I…….want to………I should………freshen up……….before I eat………." She looked at her work clothes looking little uncomfortable……..

He asked "do you want to change into something more comfortable?"

Her eyes widened in confusion, she said "I don't have any change of clothes here…….."

He replied "I know, you can wear my clothes if you want to……..you don't look too comfortable in those clothes……"

She asked "your clothes?" still confused. He answered "Yes Khushi, my clothes, do you want to change?"

She looked at him, then turned to see his cupboard, still not sure what she wanted to answer, while she just stood there confused, he walked to his cupboard and took a t-shirt and sweat pant out and gave it to her and said "here, you can change into this, it's much more comfortable than what you are wearing….."

She took his clothes from him, still confused about all this, remembering the time when she had worn his white dress shirt the next day of their wedding, and how upset he was at her for ripping his shirt……….

She didn't know if she was more uncomfortable in her clothes, or she would be more uncomfortable in his clothes…….

She just held his clothes in her hands and stood there, just staring at his clothes and lost in her thoughts about that day when she had worn his white dress shirt. Still not sure if she wanted to change into his clothes or not……

He noticed her being so confused, remembering exactly what she was thinking, he said "You can wear it Khushi, I won't get upset even if you rip it……sorry about last time, I was out of mind to get upset over a shirt……..now go and change, you have to eat too…….."

She heard every single word what he said. Shocked yet again that he remembered, all the feelings came back when she was reading his so called 'file'. How he remembered every single details about their past. He really does remember everything, she thought. How is it possible? She started walking towards the bathroom, her steps as slow as they could be, still lost in her thoughts, she got to the bathroom and closed the door……..

She washed up, changed into his clothes, feeling very weird, she had NEVER worn his clothes before. This was all too weird. She felt weird, outside and inside. Why did he give me his clothes? What kind of question is that? He gave it to me so I can be comfortable. Am I comfortable? Of course I am, this feels so good, I feel so relaxed. It's little too big for my body but still it's perfect. Just perfect. I love these clothes.

She looked at herself in the mirror few times, turning back and forth, watching herself over and over again. His clothes had his musky fragrance in them. She could feel him so close to him. This feels so good, she thought. This feels right. She admired herself in the mirror few more times in his clothes. She washed her face again with cold water and came outside the bathroom.

She did come out of the bathroom, but stood right there, hesitating to walk towards him. I hope he doesn't think I look funny. I do look funny. So what? It's his clothes, if I look funny in his clothes, it's not my fault. It's his fault. Should I just go the table? Why do I feel so weird? I was fine when I was inside, what happened now? She still stood there, trying to fix her clothes when she heard his voice…….

"How can you look so sexy in these clothes?", he said pulling her in towards him………

She was surprised to hear him say that, sexy? She thought. She answered "you mean funny?" He looked at her from top to bottom again and said "No, I mean sexy………let's go eat before I get distracted again….."

She left her work clothes on the table by her bag. She wobbled in those baggy clothes, trying to manage it as much as possible. She sat down, holding her pants, rather his pants. He watched her manage herself, in his clothes. She looks so cute, he thought. He couldn't stop looking at her. He thought, I have never liked these clothes so much before. She just makes everything perfect with her Midas touch. Be it my clothes or my life. How I wish I could bring her in my life permanently and never let her go away from me……

"Don't look at me like that, I feel weird……." She said feeling awkward, looking around to avoid eye contact…..

He smiled and replied "sorry, I can't stop looking at you, you just look so damn cute"…….

"I……..thanks…….." she said blushing…….

He served her food and said "eat, you must be hungry". They both ate their dinner quietly, she looked down the whole time while he kept stealing glances at her, without directly looking at her.

After they were done eating, he asked her "Do you always work until this late?" Surprised at his question, she answered "sometimes, not always, maybe always, I don't know……." He walked to her, kneeled down, held her hands and said "Khushi, you shouldn't do this to yourself, this might affect your health, you shouldn't…….." she interrupted him and said "don't worry about me, I am used to this, I have been doing it for long time now. Ever since I left…….." she stopped talking, her pain clearly visible in her voice.

He tightened his grip on her hand and said "I am sorry Khushi, it's all my fault, I should have never let you go that night……" Khushi looked at him and said "it's not a big deal, you were working till late too, then why is it a big deal for me?" he replied "I am used to working so much, but you…….." she answered "I am used to working too, remember? I have always worked, nothing much has changed……….you don't need to feel bad for this, it was my choice and I am fine with it".

He looked up to her and said "how do you do all this Mrs. Khushi Arnav Singh Raizada?", she replied "I am your wife Mr. Arnav Singh Raizada, I better be able to do all this…….." shocked at herself for saying this to him, she shifted her body back in the chair little bit, when he kissed her palm and said "thanks for coming in my life……….all over again……."

She said "I should leave now, it's getting late………I am very tired and sleepy…….." He looked at her in surprise and said "You can stay here and rest if you want, I would like it…..…if you don't mind….." he looked at her pleadingly. No matter how many times he looked at her like that, it was always equally shocking to see him do that. She never imagined that one day he will be pleading to her, for whatever reason that may be……..

She answered "I don't mind staying here overnight, but I have to go to work tomorrow morning, I don't have any clothes here, I will have to wake up extra early to go home first then get ready to go to work, and I am already too tired…….." He cut her off and said "don't worry about all that, I will take care of it, you should stay here and rest……..with me, okay?" she asked "how are you going to take care of all that?" he answered "don't worry about that, I WILL, you will have your clothes before you have to go to work, can you stay now?" She answered "can you ever let me win?" He smiled and said "I don't about letting you win, but I can never let you lose!"

Her eyes filled with tears, trying very hard to control them from falling out………

He saw her eyes filled with tears, he closed her eyes using both his palm, and said "Khushi, I can't see you cry like this, please don't cry, I am sorry for putting you through so much pain. I never wanted all this intentionally, I didn't, I don't know how all this…….."

He stopped talking when she sealed her lips on his……….

Taken aback a little by her gesture, he stayed still……..

She realized what she just did, shocked at her own behavior, she quickly moved back……..

And said "sorry"………

He cupped her face and said "sorry for kissing me?" saying that he brushed his lips on hers, gently……

She held her shirt to balance herself from falling, when they both realized that they were both on their knees on the floor……..

He quickly swept her off the floor, cradling her in his arms and walked her to the bed. He continuously stared at this tiny figure in his arms wearing his bulky clothes. Making her look even more adorable. No matter how many times he would see her, the feeling to want her more and more would always increase. He didn't move his eyes from her, not even for a second.

She was always hypnotized by his eyes. The way he always looked at her. He didn't need to do anything else to make her lose all her senses. How he can look at me like that every single time, she thought. His penetrating gazes made her shy away, she hid her face on his chest, trying not to get lost in his brown eyes again………

He carefully placed her on the bed, with her head resting on the headboard of the bed……..

She looked at him, while he just sat there staring at her again, she didn't say anything………

He leaned in towards her, cupped her face and whispered "I love you Khushi"………

All she could do was let out a slight gasp in response to his words…….

She had stopped counting how many times he had said 'I love you' to her in these few days, yet every time she heard him say it, it always seemed like it was the first time he was saying it. It gave her goose bumps every time she heard that from him. Those same words made her cold from outside and hot from inside. Very hot. She just sat there, waiting for him to do whatever he wanted to, however he wanted to………

He whispered again "if I am not mistaken, you are still in red?"

To Be Continued………..