Arhi FF: Aahista Aahista *NOTE* pg.129 - Page 11

Originally posted by: dorindakate

This is just too good...

Loved it that neither one wanted to see a picture of the other...

And thanks for having it all in English..

Thank you! I'm updating soon! :)

Originally posted by: ruby-red

hey Ann i love this. khushi is a dentist, wow.
both are engaged to each other but refused to check the photos.
oh i cant wait for them to meet.
please pm me when you update, thanx

Hehehe Khushi is so much more;) Keep reading!

Originally posted by: sham24

👍🏼 its very good, plz continue soon and pm me 😃

Definitely will! :) Thank you!

hey its very nice yarr m really looking forward for next part...plz pm me

Chapter 2: Ignorance is Bliss

Khushi woke up with a start. Groaning, she turned the alarm off and headed to take a shower to clear her mind of the dream that had awakened her alongside her alarm. Hey Devi Maiya, aren't dreams in the morning supposed to come true? She thought as she stepped into the warm water that rained on her. While the water relaxed her, Khushi reflected on her dream.

She was in a bridal lehenga, and in her hands, she held a garland of flowers.

"Put it on him, Khushi!" Her mother urged from beside her. Khushi then saw that her surroundings were decorated and she was standing at a mandap. Looking ahead she saw her groom- well she saw his belly that is. The buttons were strained on his sherwani in an attempt to cover his belly and his double chin suck out from underneath the flowers that covered his face.

"No!" Khushi gasped. Screaming, she ran off the Mandap, but not before her groom caught her. She turned around and shoved him, in the process lost her balance, and fell into a never ending fall screaming "NAHEE!"

Shuddering, Khushi turned off the water and stepped into her walk in closet to get dressed.

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"Chotte?" Anjali knocked twice before entering his room.

"Yea, Di?" Arnav came to his room from the poolside.

"Chotte, check your email!" She smiled, her eyes crinkling with mischief.

Arnav raised an eyebrow in question as he scanned her face for the root of its smirk. "Why?"

"You wanted a PDF file on Khushi right? To study? Done! I emailed it to you!" She laughed at Arnav's face before walking away.

"Are you serious?"

"Very." Anjali winked and left, leaving Arnav to stare at her retreating back with a slightly ajar mouth.

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Coffee at Cocoa Riche in 20. If you don't come this time, we're disowning you.

Khushi smiled at the text from her best friend Shyam before typing out a reply.

I'll be there! I PROMISE! Xx

Khushi dressed and headed to coffee with her three best friends. She hadn't seen them in almost a month since her schedule was so hectic. She had decided last week that just because she wanted to be successful did not mean that she had to give up on the ones she loved. Therefore, she was making amends and making time. Besides, they had so much to catch up on.

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N.K raced to get to his favorite table at Cocoa Riche before anyone else stole it. Having successfully secured their fort, he settled down with a steaming cup of dulce latte.

"N.K! Good morning, bro!" N.K looked up from the newspaper to see his best friend Shyam walk towards him. Ever the fashion designer, he was dressed in a crisp white shirt, black slacks, and black loafers.

"Hey Shah! Good morning! Where's Kay Kay and Mads?" N.K asked, frowning when he remembered he hadn't seen Khushi in almost a month.

"Well, I texted Kay this morning and she promised she'll be here. I swear, if she doesn't make it today, I'm cutting off all connections with that loser."

"Be easy on her, bro. The girl's out to make her mark in this world." N.K chided, ever supportive of Khushi in everything she did.

"More like her mark on other people's teeth!" Shyam grinned wistfully.

N.K sniggered as he remembered where he had seen Khushi last. It was at the inauguration of her new dental clinic. He didn't know how she did it. She worked, studied, managed her business, and still somehow managed to keep up with them, although she had been falling behind for the past month.

Shyam gasped out loud as palms came up to cover his eyes from behind before he smiled in recognition. Grabbing the hands of his eyes, he turned and grabbed the petite figure behind him in a bear hug. "Kay Kay you made it!" He squealed with delight!

"I- can't- breathe- Shah!" She gasped.

Letting her go, he smiled. "Sorry!"

Khushi hugged N.K next before settling down into her chair. "I promised I would make it, didn't I?"

"Ah babes, I've missed your company so much! I swear, hanging with Mads and N.K feels like Jacob hanging out with Edward and Bella." Shyam grimaced.

"Traitor!" N.K grinned. "Speaking of Mads, where is she?"

"She'll be here soon, calm your horny self!" Shyam chided.

"Hai Re Nand Kishore!" The trio heard from behind them.

"Speak of the devil!" Khushi grinned.

Turning around the three saw the final fourth of their group. Bending over and grabbing all the papers that had fallen from her folder, Madhumati, also known as Mads, called out the name of her favorite God- and her boyfriend.

"Did you call me, Babe?" N.K asked as he went over to help his girlfriend of two years.

"N.K!" She shrilled out before the two grabbed each other and went at it like animals in the middle of a public coffee shop.

"I told you. They make me want to puke." Shaym grimaced again before turning to his coffee.

"Hi, Mads!" Khushi said as N.K led her to the table.

Mads gasped out loud and grabbed Khushi in a rib crushing hug. "I've missed you SO much!" She screamed.

"Me- too-but- can't- breathe!" Khushi chocked out.

The foursome got a few disapproving looks from their surrounding people and they settled down into a long chat and breakfast.

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"So, Kay, what has been going on in your life lately?" Shah asked sipping his coffee.

"You guys...'" Khushi started and glanced up helplessly.

"What's wrong, Kay?" Mad's grabbed her hand as the other two looked up intently.

"I- uh'"

"Spit it out, sweetheart!" Shah said, impatiently.

"Yesterday I came home, and Amma told me I have to get married and he's a big, famous business man from India and our wedding was arranged like 12 years ago and I don't even know the man and they're coming to New York next week to see me and I don't want to do this and I'm too young to get married to a fat man with a double chin!" Khushi spoke going a mile a minute.

Her three best friends stared at her, blinking as if she had spoken in Mandarin Chinese.

Finally, Shyam managed to speak. "You're getting married to a fat man with a double chin?" His eyes were wide as if he had seen a horror movie at midnight while sleeping over at a haunted house.

"Yes!" Khushi sighed, dropping her head.

"What?" Mads shrieked.

"I mean no, but I think so." Khushi said.

"Huh?" N.K said, scrunching up his eyebrows in genuine confusion.

"Well' I had gotten an Email with his picture, but..." Khushi stopped, frowning at her decision to delete the picture.

"But...?" Mads urged her.

"I deleted it without looking at it." Khushi once again hung her head in defeat.

"Kay, why on earth would you delete the picture of the man that could be your future husband?" Shah asked shaking his head in disapproval.

"I was scared. What if Arnav Singh Raizada looks like Mukesh Ambani?" Khushi whined.

N.K chocked on his coffee at the mention the name and clamped his mouth shut as realization struck him.

"Is Mukesh Ambani like the Indian Armani?" Shyam asked, his fashion designer brain trying to remember any collections he had viewed from India under that name.

Mads rolled her eyes at Shyam. "No, idiot, that's an Indian business man! Anyway, Kay, why don't we google him?

"Oh duh!" Shyam agreed with Mads, before he pulled out his iPhone and began his search.

"Okay well, you guys look at it first." Khushi decided.

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Arnav clicked on his blackberry to a new message from N.K. Why was he texting him so late at night, Arnav wondered as he settled into bed.

Nanav. WHY didn't you tell me that you're getting married?

Arnav frowned as a "What the" escaped his mouth. How many people had Di announced this to? He hadn't even agreed to the marriage yet. Scowling, Arnav typed a reply back and then proceeded to turn his phone off for the night.

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I didn't know I had to keep my life in check with you, N.K.

N.K read the reply and shook his head. Typical Arnav. Right then Shyam let out a slow gasp as his eyes widened at whatever he had seen on his phone.

"Oh, he's fat with a double chin, isn't he?" Khushi cried and let her head fall into her hands.

Still gaping at the phone and then to Khushi, Shyam passed the phone to Mads who reacted just like Shyam had, only adding "Hai Re Nand Kishore" in a shriek at the end.

Khushi looked up in a pained expression before sliding off her chair. "Great. I don't even want to see the picture anymore. I'm going to work. Bye guys."

"Kay wait!" Shah began, but she left without a second glance.

N.K watched her leaving while stifling his laughter.

"Um. Were we supposed to tell her that this guy is like... Freaking hot?" Mads asked, dramatically emphasizing the last bit.

N.K shot her a look as Shyam put his phone away and turned to face Mads in a ridiculous expression.

"Hot? Honey, he looks like a sex god from Greece!" Shyam sighed. "I swear, if I was a female, I'd ride that thing like a carnival ride!"

"Okay! Stop." N.K said, clearly disgusted by Shyam's fantasies. "Seriously Shah?"

Shyam merely shrugged before he giggled. "That poor thing. She's so clueless!"

Mads giggled along with Shyam and soon N.K joined, sniggering with them. "Guys, we are horrible!" Mad's chocked out before their giggles turned out into full blown laughter.

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Your FF looks quite promising. Looking forward to the next chapter. :)

Haha... I loved itt... :)

Looking forward to the next chapter.