Arhi FF: Aahista Aahista *NOTE* pg.129 - Page 53

Shit. Shit! I should've read Sex Talk for Dummies before this confrontation. I mean how do people talk about stuff like this so easily in movies?

Oh right. They're in movies. They have dialogues written for them.

UGH!

Khushi's thoughts raced as she walked silently with Arnav further and further down into the green of her lawn.

Was she that drunk? Khushi racked her brain for more clues but nothing showed up. She felt like an over dosing druggie who listened took Dum Maaro Dum way too literally and forgot not just her gham but everything else as well.

"So…" They both began simultaneously and caught themselves.

Humpty looked slightly amused she noticed. Khushi's eyebrows scrunched in irritation. Does he not care about her state right now?!

"How about you start?" Arnav turned towards Khushi.

"Uh… Me?" Khushi asked, caught off guard with his question.

Arnav raised his eyebrows as if stating the obvious. "Yes. You. " He enunciated each word for her as if she had the brain capacity of a llama.

"Uh… Hahaha… So…" Desperately, Khushi's eyes searched for some sign from the skies that Devi Maiya would come and rescue her.

"So how's your hangover Khushi?" Arnav interjected, trying to help. Her eyes bolted to his as her mouth opened in an "O".

"You! I knew it! How dare you take advantage of my situation!" Khushi rushed to his chest with a pointed finger.

"What the crap, woman?!" Arnav gasped, stepping back from the seething madwoman.

"And you have the audacity to put my sari on a hanger?" Khushi spat.

Arnav raised an eyebrow at the deranged goddess before him. Even in her disgruntled state, there was something so appealing about her. Tuning out her words, he focused on her emotions. She was obviously upset about something, that much he could tell from the reddened tip of her nose.

And her eyes!

Oh how they glimmered with passion as she continued to stick her finger into his chest as she vented about some crime he'd committed. Wait a minute… What crime? Arnav focused back on to what Khushi was saying.

"What! Are you saying?" Arnav snapped, interrupting Khushi.

"You know exactly what! Where in the world did you even find my pajamas?!" Looking around like a psychotic owl, Khushi dropped her voice to a hurried whisper. "Don't play stupid with me!"

"What?!" Arnav stepped forward and automatically, Khushi moved back.

"UGH! Just tell me what I need to know about last night. Please." Khushi bit back.

"Last night?" And then it dawned on Arnav exactly how confused Khushi was.

"Yes…"

"Oh…"

"OH?! WHAT OH?!" Khushi's eyes bulged out of their sockets as she grabbed Arnav's hand and led him to the shade of trees that stood in the perimeter of her lawn.

"You don't remember…?" Arnav asked, an innocent expression on his face.

"Hai Devi Maiya! Was there something I should have remembered?" By instinct, her fingers made their way to her mouth.

A playful glint lighted Arnav's eyes. "Khushi… " He whispered, backing her into the nearest tree.

"Y- Yea?" Sane thoughts – not that there was much to begin with- left her head as she stared into his eyes.

"Khushi, last night…" Arnav leaned into her, allowing himself to enjoy the proximity.

"L-last night… Oh my Devi Maiya, SPIT IT OUT!" Khushi screeched into his face.

That wouldn't do, Arnav thought. He leaned into Khushi's personal space, and letting his breath wash over her, he spoke, "Khushi… We were together last night…"

Khushi cringed away from the close contact, yet felt helpless as she forgot her own name. "Together?" Khushi squeaked, an incoherent cry.

"Why are you moving away? You're used to me being closer, right? At least after last nigh-"

"No!" Khushi whisper-shrieked.

"Ar- Arnav, I think – I mean. Oh my Devi Maiya I cannot believe this." Khushi used every ounce of will power she had and squeezed her eyes shut and pushed away from the demi God before her.

But not before he caught her hand and spun her right smack into his godly chest. Shit.

"Why the formality? We're clearly beyond that." He whispered seductively into her ear.

Praise be to Devi Maiya that Khushi managed to control the animal insticts that ran through her as his words processed through her brain.

Arnav smirked at the reaction the innocent pressed closely into his chest exhibited. Clearly, she wasn't as modern he had made her out to be. Her pristine cheeks were burning crimson, and her heartbeat was quite audible.

"You don't remember anything do you?" Arnav mocked sadness.

"No!" Khushi cried in reply. "All I remember is you offering to take me to my room and then I… I don't know!" Khushi looked into the distance with irritation.

"I can help you remember." Arnav offered with a wink.

Khushi gasped out loud at his audacity. How dare he? Besharam! That too in her backyard! She always knew these marriage seeking boys from India were slightly horny, but not this much! Khushi struggled against his grasp on her.

"That's not necessary! I'm pretty sure I can google what happened last night-" Khushi's eyes widened at her slip up and pressed her lips together in an attempt to take what she had said.

Arnav snorted at her statement. "Please don't tell me you were considering google-ing po*n as sex education."

"You! You're so… so-"

"-Blunt? Straightforward? Honest?" Arnav offered smirking.

Ignoring the devilish smirk he gifted her, she tried to save her image. "I was not going to watch po*n! I was merely stating that there was always that option available… Just in case… You know…" Khushi trailed off as she mentally cursed herself. If only this stupid demi god would free her arms so she could smack herself in the head!

Arnav couldn't control the chuckle that erupted from him this time. "How uneducated are you about… erm… intercourse anyway?"

Khushi's cheeks flamed red as mortification flitted through her eyes. "You obviously weren't so concerned last night!" Khushi spat.

Arnav let out an amused bought of laughter, pressing Khushi closer to him. "You're so… You… You pagli!" He choked out in between laughs.

Khushi stared in fascination at Arnav, wondering how something so beautiful could bless her with its presence.

"Khushi! Nothing happened last night!" Arnav managed to speak.

"Huh? Nothing?"

"No. You showed me my room and then went to sleep…"

"I showed you your room? You didn't come to my room?" Khushi asked flustered.

"No… You slammed the door in my face after trying to take my life in the kitchen with a boning knife. Do any of this light a bulb in there?" Arnav asked, obviously amused, and stuck a finger to her head.

"No… Nothing happened? Are you sure?" Khushi turned her face up to stare into his eyes.

Arnav took advantage of the situation and leaned in. "Nope. Why? You disappointed?" He smirked yet again.

"Ew! No, get off me!" Khushi screeched, shoving with all her might. Aha! She was a virgin after all! Although she doubted how long she could remain that way with a sex god sleeping across the hall, but that didn't matter now. And this insolent man had taken advantage of her and lied. "You stupid, idiotic- you- Laad Governor!"

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It was then that the two realized they had an audience. Standing a good distance from the two was a gaping NK and a flustered Shyam.

"Oh my gosh! It's better in real life. Google couldn't do him justice." Shyam whispered to NK while trying to control his hyperventilation.

"Shut up!" NK whispered back to Shyam. "Were they kissing? Were they seriously kissing?" NK stared hard at an annoyed Khushi who had just pushed Arnav off her body. That's when they locked eyes.

"Oh shit." NK gulped.

"Do you think Kay will mind if kidnap him, put him in a glass case and stare at him for the rest of my lifetime?" Shyam asked, hope oozing through.

"You horny Son of a Bitch! I think you should consider your chances of being alive before planning on abducting my very heterosexual cousin." NK said through his teeth as he watched a fuming Khushi stalk toward them.

"Oh shit." Shyam echoed.

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Coming to an abrupt stop before NK and Shyam, Khushi shook in rage, baring her teeth. "You! All of you morons!" She shouted.

"Kay let me- YYEEOOOWW!" NK yelped as Khushi, in a manner that was very un-lady like, slammed her stiletto adorned foot into NK's.

Continuing in her angry mentality, she grabbed a cringing Shyam by the shirt collar and led him back towards her house.

Watching the chaotic drama unfold right before his eyes, Arnav jogged over to a wounded NK who was on the ground clutching his foot and bend down beside him.

"Nanav!" He cried.

Trying to control his erupting chuckles, Arnav helped NK up. "Good morning. Long time no see?" Arnav greeted jovially.

"Ugh. What did you do to Kay Kay?"

"Kay Kay?" Arnav inquired.

With a roll of the eyes, NK answered. "Khushi! It's Khushi Kumari, hence Kay Kay."

"Oh… I didn't do anything." Arnav smirked.

"Stupid Sanka Devi." NK muttered.

"So NK…" Arnav began. NK turned to face Arnav.

"How much does Khushi know about sex?" He asked.

NK shrugged. "Not much I guess. In high school, she skipped a week of health during the Sex Ed portion, claiming Devi Maiya wouldn't approve…"

"I see." Arnav smirked with an eye brow raise.

"Yup…" At that moment it dawned on NK what he had just discussed. Turning abruptly to Arnav, his eyes eyes widened. "Wait. WHAT?!" He bellowed. "And why?"

Arnav merely winked before sauntering back to where the family was seated, leaving a flabbergasted NK behind.

Surely Arnav couldn't be talking about Khushi Kumari - Sati Savitri- Gupta, could he?