Hey guys, I'm on a roll with this SS so I'm going to continue it as much as I can this next week then I will try to update the other one... but I'm having lots of fun at the moment with this one
Khushi has a lot of plans... Arnav is going to sufferrr!! Haha..
But then her husband is Arnav so you never know...
Immigration
Somewhere along the way of getting from the plane to the immigration department, Khushi had actually fallen asleep in Arnav's arms, and Arnav was using this to his advantage.
How? you may ask... well... it's simple really.
When Khushi Kumaari Gupta Singh Raizada sleeps, she doesn't just sleep. Nope... that would be way too sane. When Khushi Kumaari Gupta Singh Raizada sleeps, she sleep talks, and Arnav being the opportunistic businessman he was, was going to use this to get everything out of his wife.
First he had to make sure she was making sense
"Khushi Kumaari Gupta?" He asked
"hmmm.." Khushi scrunched up her face "Singh Raizada" She corrected sleepily
This is good, now to get the truth out of her...
"Khushi.."
"hmmm... I'm not talking to you... Go away" Khushi mumbled and began to frown.
"Why?"
"You don't..." Khushi trailed off
"I don't what?"
"You don't love me..."
"Don't be silly... Of course I do" He bent down to kiss her
Khushi moved her face away.
"No you don't... if you did..." Khushi trailed off again
"If I did..." Arnav prompted.
"If you did, you would... You would have ...listened to me... before... Now I'm not going to talk to you until you apologize... and until then..." Khushi started to fall into a deep sleep again
"and until then?" Arnav prompted, kind of worried at this point.
"until then...I'm going... to make you ... to make you suffer"
Khushi yawned and fell further into sleep.
Oh dear... She means business... But this should be fun... I mean when has Khushi ever won against me... lets see how this pans out.. until then I'm not saying a word... She'll probably apologize first anyway, after all I am Arnav Singh Raizada...
They got to immigration, and Arnav realised he would have to wake khushi up, so as soon as they got to the immigration desk, he sprinkled a bit of water on her and two minutes later Khushi was Bright-eyed and ready.
"HI!" She nearly yelled at the immigration officer
"How are you?" Khushi asked. Arnav rolled his eyes.
"I'm good Ma'am.., How are you?"
"I'm great! I'm coming for my honeymoon..." Khuhsi grinned.
"Oh... You're newlyweds?"
"No no no... Actually we've been married for over a year now..."
The immigration officer looked confused.
"I know what you're thinking; Why haven't we come earlier? Well when this Shaitaan married me he thought that I was having an affair with his sister's husband."
"Were you?" The immigration officer was intrigued
"No no no... I'll tell you what happened..." Khushi then proceeded to tell the immigration officer the whole story of Khushi and Arnav.
Meanwhile Arnav was standing behind her, wishing she would shut up but at the same time kind of half-admiring her .
This must be part of the whole making me suffer... I have to admit, it's kind of working...It's quite clever as well, even I didn't see this coming...
20 minutes later, khushi had finished her story, and Arnav was about to hit his head repeatedly on the desk
"Wow... All that in a year?" The immigration officer asked.. Khushi nodded.
"In that case, You deserve a honeymoon."
"Great. Now do you think you could let us in the country please?" Arnav asked exhausted.
"Of course... Can I have your passports please?"
"They're on your desk right in front of you!" Arnav exclaimed, exasperated.
"Oh yeah, sorry!" The immigration officer picked up the passport and looked up. "Arnav Singh Raizada?"
"Yep, that's me"
"And Khushi Kumaari Gupta Singh Raizada?"
"That's me," Khushi beamed at the immigration officer.
"That's quite a long name."
"Yeah... but I wasn't going to let go of my name." Khushi replied. Then she realised something
"One minute, you know my name, but I don't know yours."
"Khushi, You don't need to know. Can we go?" Arnav asked the immigration officer.
"I just need to ask a couple more questions."
You just heard our whole life story, what more do you want? Arnav thought to himself
Five minutes later all the questions had been asked and the immigration officer gave them the greenlight to enter Dubai. Arnav took khushi by the hand and was just about to leave when-
"Wait Arnavji!"
"What's your name?" She asked the immigration officer.
"Salmaan"
"NO WAY! My boyfriend's called Salmaan; Salmaan Khan, He lives in our room as well so I wanted to bring him on holiday, but my husband wouldn't let me." Khushi pouted. Arnav put his head in his hands.
Does she not hear what she is saying?
"You have... a boyfriend?" Salmaan was really confused.
"Salmaan Khan is an actor that my wife is crazy about..." Arnav explained.
"Oh I see!" Salmaan understood now, she must have been talking about a poster or something.
"Are you married?" Khushi asked
"No, not yet. Still waiting for that special someone..."
"Awww! Tell you what, if it doesn't work out with me and him-" She pointed at Arnav.
"I'll marry you" Khushi continued as she winked at Salmaan.
"Khushi, Come ON!"
"Okay okay but before I go lemme have a picture... Arnavji take a picture of me and Salmaan."
Arnav was seething but nonetheless, he took the photo. Anything to get him out of the damned airport. Once the photo had been snapped, he grabbed her by the hand and dragged her away before she could say another word, all the while thinking:
You wait, Khushi Kumaari Gupta Singh Raizada, you just wait. I'm going to get you back.
This means war.
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