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Chapter 2
The door tag read ' KAVITA OBEROI' in bold. Khushi's mouth made a perfect 'O'. She realized that sexy man had also come to rent the same apartment. She had to think of a way to get rid of him as she desperately wanted this house.She suddenly got an idea and thought she had to do this in order to get that house.
She showed a shocked face to Arnav. "You mean you have come to see that house of HER?" Emphasizing on the 'her'.
"Uhh.. Yeah. Why? What's wrong?" he asked, noticing her scared face.
"You mean.. Uhh.. You know nothing about her? Nothing about her back ground?" she asked, trying her best to stammer.
"Umm.. nothing. Except she has this house to rent. Is there anything I need to know?" he asked.
"Nothing Arnav. It's better if you wont know."
"Okay, if you feel so. As it .."
"NOO! But if you are insisting then I will tell you." She cut in. Before Arnav could think when did he 'insisted' her, she started her story.
"Ms. Kavita Oberoi was the hottest girl of her era. Every guy would always want to date her. But she always wanted true love and no flings. Then she finally met Ram."
"Ram?"
"Yes! They both stayed in the same house as paying guests. Initially, they didn't really bother to know about each other but slowly started sharing a word or two. Sparks flew for Kavita ji and slowly she started to fall in love with him. Even he loved her. At least he showed. But after some time, she got to know that he was cheating on her. With their neighbor. She realized this and..."
Khushi stopped and saw Arnav who was indeed very surprised to hear this story. She searched through his face for some signals indicating that he believed her. He looked convincing, at least she thought.
Arnav who was looking on the floor now looked at Khushi when she paused and asked, "And?"
"And," she continued, "she killed him with a knife on an Amavasya night. And people still say that whoever comes to rent her place, gets killed on that night."
Arnav looked completely dumb struck. Khushi, on the other hand, felt so proud of herself that she actually wanted to give an Oscar speech and thank all the people who helped her with this story. Including the fake Ram, fake neighbor and fake knife.
"How do you know all this? And where do you live?"
"Umm..hum? Actually, I live there. I'm her neighbor so I knew this story. I just returned from a trip." she said, still trying to give a serious expression."And if you ask me, I think you should leave this place. You look like a nice family guy. Other wise you can stay. you know the consequences, though."
After thinking for about 2 minutes, he finally said," I think you are right. My family is most important to me. Thank you, Khushi. I really, really thank you. I think i should go now." He turned and got into the left. As the lift doors was closing, Khushi could feel fire crackers in her stomach. She jumped with joy as soon as the lift door closed.
'Thank you Charles ji for all the tingy information you gave me regarding this woman!' she mentally told herself.
She turned towards Kavita's apartment. She stood in front of the huge two enclosing doors made of fine wood. It took no time for her to guess that the house would really be enduring. She rung the door bell, waiting for some one to open the door.
After few seconds a lady opened the door. Looking nothing less than 55, she was dressed in a gorgeous beige saree with black bordered embroidery and off shoulder blouse. She looked nothing less than a high class society woman. Her hands were clad with two huge bangles which looked stunning on her toned fair manicured ones.
Khushi scanned her from top to bottom. Her persona literary oozed style and charisma. She was one of those women whose personality was the only desired element.
"Hello?" Kavita coughed, after noticing Khushi's thorough scanner eyes.
"Uh..Hi!" Khushi said, after hearing Kavita. "Im uhh Khushi. Khushi Kumari Gupta. Mr. Charles Mathews must have contacted you. I'm here to rent your place."
"Umm.. Charles?" After thinking hard, or what Khushi thought was her style she said," Ah yes! I know. Come in. Oh look! You've directly come from the airport, I suppose?" Kavita said after seeing her baggages. "Kind off." Khushi said with a smile.
Khushi entered her place what was nothing less than a palace. In front of her was the huge rectangular living room. With two sofas in the center and a reading chair, the floor was made up of strong wooden fabric. On her left was the open kitchen which looked ethical and a bedroom. To her right was a door which she thought was the bedroom. As she walked further, there was an attached balcony to the hall. It was of the same area as the hall. The balcony had a small pond in between which she thought could be turned into a Jacuzzi. The view from the balcony looked surreal as it was on the 17th floor with a complete view of the beach and the soaking sun.
"Liked it?" Kavita asked as she saw Khushi scanning the balcony.
"Liked? Loved! It is so beautiful and well maintained!" Khushi said, turning around.
Kavita smiled. "When you love something, you automatically start taking care of it. This house is my life. Was actually."
"I really don't want to ask but why do you want to leave it?"
"Actually, it reminds me of my husband and all are memories. So.." Kavita paused.
"Ms. Kavita ji, loved it. Its so gorgeous. And why is the rent so less?"
"I don't have money issues Khushi. I just want to get out here. Anyway, you know it's $ 5,000 per month. I hope its fine."
"It's more than fine. Its perfect!"
"Okay, umm, so where is your husband?"
"Hus.. Husband?"
"Yeah? You are not married? I am not renting this place to any singles."
"But why?"
"Cause I don't want this place to be destroyed. Singles party all night and day and they'll damage my love! Tell me, are you married?"
"Kavita ji, actually.." Just when Khushi was about to say something there was a knock on the door. Kavita turned around to get it. She opened the door. Khushi looked over Kavita's shoulder and her jaws dropped. She saw a man standing- Arnav Singh Raizada!
"Yes?" Kavita asked, politely.
"Hello. I'm Arnav Singh Raizada. I'm here to rent this place. Rahul Aurora must have talked to you."
"Rahul! Yes, come in!" she said ecstatically.
Arnav entered in the house, noting the entire house. He, indeed, loved the place. He stood next to Khushi who now was completely paralyzed. He gave her his trademark smirk.
Why is he here? Didn't he believe my Oscar story? And how does she know HIM? Hayye Devi Maiyya, please don't let this house go away from me! From HIM! Khushi thought to herself.
While Khushi was still in her reverie,"Well, till yesterday I had no tenants. But now I have two. I just want to make it clear to both of you that I'm going to rent this to no single!" Kavita said while looking at both of them alternately.
"But who said that I am single?" Arnav said, looking rather surprised.
Bas, yehi baaki tha. He must be having a wife with a kid indeed. Why do these sexy guys get married so early? Err.. Khushi concentrate! Where will I stay now? NO! I cant let this happen. I need to..
While she was still in her thoughts, a hand sneaked on her waist and rested on the other side of it. She looked at the hand and then of the man it belonged. It was Arnav's! He pulled her towards him and said, "You have obviously met but she's Khushi Singh Raizada, my wife!"
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Hope you like it! From the next chapter, it will be all fun and more, Stay tuned! Ting!:)
-AR
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