SS-Tell me!Are you still there?*Complete*

Khushi couldn't believe it. She was going to be a mother. She was going to have a family of her own with her dear Arnav Ji. She almost squealed out of joy. Oh! much she just wanted to hug Arnav Ji and break this news to him. She was seated at her gynaecologist's table. "Congratulations, Mrs Raizada" the doctor handed over the reports to Khushi and just smiled at her new found happiness; the joy of an expecting mother. "Hope to see Mr. Raizada too during your monthly checkups. It's going to be a long happy journey for both of you!" The doctor concluded as she exited her cabin to give Khushi some space of her own to absorb the news.

Khushi sat there for some time, beaming with her eyes closed and clutching the red file to her heart as if to never let it go. This was real. This was happening. He would be elated! Yes he would! She had to tell him. Right now! In person! She immediately got up and rushed out of the hospital. She cut through crowd like grass cutter and called up Mohan, the driver to get the car to the main entrance. She ran down the stairs with her hair flying around wildly and halted only at the sight of the car at the gate. She didn't have enough patience to wait for Mohan, who was just getting out of his seat, to get the door and opened the door and got in by herself. Mohan quickly retreated to the steer wheel and waited for her to command.

"Office!" she huff-puffed to the chauffer.

All through the ride she couldn't help but keep smiling. She kept thinking of different ways of how Arnav Singh Raizada would react. Would he kiss her senseless? Would they celebrate tonight? Would they break this news to the family together? She anticipated the future an eight year olds enthusiasm.

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Things were not very smooth between them off late. Arnav was too busy with his latest project and that too with Sheetal. Khushi had got pretty jealous and did stuff that would annoy pretty much anybody but again, it's Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Raizada we're talking about here. She popped up randomly at his cabin, sometimes with lunch, sometimes with evening snacks ("Since when did I start having evening snacks?" Arnav had replied, all bewildered) and sometimes just out of whims and fancies. It seemed cute to Arnav initially but recently, it had gotten a little too much to handle.

Arnav Singh Raizada had work to do. The clingy nature of Sheetal as it is annoyed him to no end. Khushi had once walked in on them while Sheetal had toppled herself over Arnav and god knows how much effort it took him to get Khushi back on track. He was used to women drooling all over him but he was married now. Why couldn't she just get that? Amidst all the busyness, Khushi kept calling him every hour as if to keep a tab on him. If he didn't receive four of her every-half-hour calls at a go, she would show up in person. What the hell was wrong with Khushi? Even the name 'Sanka Devi' was not enough to define her these days.

(Men will be Men. Arnav never guessed that she felt insecure. She felt left out and wanted to be a major part of his life again but all of this never crossed Arnav's mind. Didn't she already know that he loved more than anything else in the world?)

Aman had just informed him that the Mehra's had taken their deal back as they got a better offer from the Singhania's, ASR's arch rival. The new intern just brought to his notice that the models were up with their tantrums again and the photographer had just walked out from the shoot. The figures in the file which he was holding were all wrong and Arnav was almost at the point to burst. He slammed the file on his table and was about to yell out on Aman when he noticed Khushi, clad in purple anarkali, bouncing up the stairs, making her way to his cabin. Again?

Sheetal, who was seated opposite to Arnav's chair, looked back and noticed it too. Playing with her pen, she smirked to herself. This was a good time. She couldn't let it go waste.

"There she comes again" she snidely commented in sing-song voice and waited for her ASR to fly off the handle!

~~~

Khushi rushed inside but smiled to every employee like she always did and no wonder, all of them liked her so much. Khushi Bhabhi, everyone called her. She made them feel at home with her homely cooking and that is considered to be a blessing when you're away from home and live on nasty but capable-of-burning-a-hole-in-your-pocket dubba services.

Getting back to the story, the employees saw a bubbly Khushi rush upstairs to meet her husband. Everyone knew the crisis the office was facing right now and silently prayed to God to save her from their Boss' wrath. The receptionist even tried to stop her but when does Khushi ever listen?

She skipped a few steps and opened the glass door with clang. The expression of sheer anger on his went unnoticed by her (in fact, she didn't care) and was about squeal out his name when she heard him call her name out in a way which sent scary shivers down her spine. "Uh oh! What did I do now?" she wondered as the smile on her face faltered away and got replaced by a look that defines terror.

She saw the ASR and her Arnav walk up to her and she immediately took a step back. He kept walking forward and halted at the door. "Everyone, please give us a minute?" he muttered in anger as he waited for the audience behind him to exit. Sheetal exited with a wicked private smile on her face and Aman just closed his eyes, secretly thanking the Almighty for saving him from Arnav's burst but again, he was unhappy with the fact that Khushi Bhabhi would have to face it all over again but what could he do about it and thus walked out with a poker face.

As soon as they were left to themselves, Arnav slammed the door behind Khushi to which she jerked in surprise. Her eyes went wide and her lips formed a 'O'. "What do you want, Khushi?" he asked through his breaths. "Woh.. Main'" she started stuttering but was it was cut short in between. "I work here. This is office, goddamnit! It's no playhouse that you show up here anytime you feel like. I do not like drama here. How many times do I have to tell you that?" he yelled out loud at her. He went on screaming and Khushi went all passive. She was staring at the wall behind him. All the hope of getting kissed breathless broke down right before her. The tight clutch on the red file started loosening as tears started glistening in her eyes. "Now do not start crying, for God's sake" he chided. That brought Khushi back on track and she jerked her head to look at him in the eyes.

The red file fell out her grip as she stared at him with shock written all over her face. Every emotion she had felt evaporated in a second only to be replaced by anger and hurt. Why did he never listen to what she had to say? This wasn't the first time he was doing this. This had to stop. She was not going to get into a habit of this. His anger would not be tolerated anymore especially with a baby on the way. She quickly gathered herself up and picked the file up from the ground, turned her back towards him and promptly walked out of the office.

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