FF:KMH2-Mohabat restart;) TH3 Pt 66 Pg70 (10/03) - Page 10

Wen is d next updt????N yeah HOLI MUBARAK!!!:*

Originally posted by: Arjuhi_kk

Wen is d next updt????N yeah HOLI MUBARAK!!!:*

helloji 😃 im back and have a holi update for you guys... those who missed arjuhi romance in the last one, this one is filled with it 😉 so enjoy! the plotting and mystery solving will be back from next with the RashVeer revelations... so stay tuned!!!

Part 58

"HOLI HAIII…"

Raj jumped up in fright and ran as fast as he could when Arohi screamed in joy seeing him and grabbed a handful of gulaal.

"Dad bachaaaooo…" Raj ran around the entire Ahluwalia garden and came to hide behind his father. Arjun was too busy till now, staring adoringly at his wife and sons antics. But as soon as Raj came and hid behind him, he put his hands up in the air, surrending to the woman in front of him, with kurta-damaging ammunition in her hands.

"No! Mujhpe colour ka ek speck bhi aana nahi chahiye. Tum jaanti ho mein holi nahi khelta aur ye kurta mujhe dadi ne gift diya hai."

Arohis grin dropped down in to a frown. "Oh come on Arjun! Last holi pe bhi tum sada hua mooh banaa ke baithe they… iss holi pe toh kamsekam hamare saath khelo!!!"

Arjuns gritted his teeth in anger. "What do you mean by 'sada hua mooh'??? I don't enjoy these childish things Arohi. Tumhe khelna hai toh tum khelo… maine mana nahi kiya. Lekin mujhe force mat karo." Arjun folded his hands on his chest and looked around, giving his final verdict to his wife.

Arohis mouth opened in surprise at Arjuns attitude and more so, when Raj nodded his head, came to stand besides Arjun and folded his hands across his chest, imitating his father.

"Ye baap-bete apne aap ko samajhte kya hai!" Arohi muttered under her breath. Suddenly she smiled and looked at them both.

"Ok. Main tumhe force nahi karungi. Lekin mein toh holi khel sakti hu naa?" Arjun and Raj looked at each other and then at Arohi in suspicion.

Barely a feeble "haan" came out of their mouths when Arohi smeared one of their cheeks and faces with gulaal in the next moment. Both of them shut their eyes tightly when Arohi yelled "BURA NA MAANO… HOLI HAIII…"

"Arohiii…" "Mooommm…" Sputtering the colour from their mouth the father-son duo complained and tried to clean their faces but it was too late. Many colourful hands burst upon them with different colours and within minutes, they both were looking like two rainbows. As the group departed and they both were left alone finally, Arohi burst out laughing looking at the two angry figures who were barely recognisable now.

"Maine tumse kaha thaa na…" Arjun started to shout when Arohi grabbed a fistful of colour in her hands and stood in front of him.

"Tumne mujhse kaha tha ki mein holi khel sakti hu… kiske saath ye specify nahi kiya tha! Aur waise bhi aaj ke din tum dono ko naaraz hone ka koi haq nahi hai. Aaj holi hai. Iss duniya ka sabse pyaara tyohar. Aaj ke Din toh dushman bhi gale milke saath mein rang khelte hain. So stop frowning…"

"Meri bahu bilkul thik keh rahi hai."

Before Arjun could open his mouth to yell at his wife, Dadi cut in between when she walked in with Rashi and Romit behind her. Arjun and Raj both turned towards her to complain.

"Ye dekho dadi… Arohi ne kya kiya! Aapne jo itne pyaar se mujhe naya wala safed kurta gift kiya tha, usse…"

"Khotiya! Ye kurta maine tujhe rang lagaane ke liye diya tha… usse hamesha safed rakhne ke liye nahi! Tu toh jhalla ka jhalla hi rahega… Rab da lakh lakh shukar hai jo tujhe Arohi jaise patni mili, warna tu toh…"

Dadi shook her head in resignation, Arohi made a face in agreement with her and Rashi-Romit covered their mouths to control their laughter. A few children came and dragged Raj with them to the other end of the garden where they had set up their own small holi celebration. Dadi moved on when she spotted DJ and Rashi and Romit came to stand next to Arjun.

They looked at him from head to toe and burst out laughing. Arjun scowled at them. Grabbing Romit by the neck in the crook of his arm, Arjun smeared a handful of green colour all across his face and his hair. Romits laughter died down but Arohi and Rashi continued to laugh. As Arjun reached out for his sister, she jumped out of his reach and ran away. Arohi pointed the pichkari in Romits direction and made a modern painting on his torso with red coloured water. Romit ducked as Arjun tried to grab him again and sprinted towards his friends.

Arohi was still laughing when she realised that she was the only one left behind. Still smiling she looked to her left and her right and then at her husband whose eyes were trained on her and they had "REVENGE" written clearly on them.

"Tumhe holi khelne ka bohat shauk haina… Arohi? Aaj ki holi tumhari zindagi ki sabse yaadgaar holi hogi… aaj ke baad tumpe rang chadhne ke liye iss holi ki yaadein hi kaafi hongi…"

"Mmm…mmm… matlab?" Arohis heart started beating faster with every word that Arjun uttered in his raspy voice.

"Bohat jald pata chal jaayega… itni jaldi kya hai? Ya phir tumhe abhi issi waqt batau…?" Arjun took a step towards her with gleaming determination in his eyes.

Arohi slowly took one step back… then two. Realising that she was defenseless, she turned around and ran. But Arjun didn't follow her. He watched her lithe figure sprint around the garden trying to get away from him. He had already formulated how he will be taking his revenge and there was nothing she could do to stop him.

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Rashi sipped on her thandai trying to look for her friend Lovedeep. When she ran away from Arjun, she had seen Lovedeep enter the house with empty glasses. So after taking Dadi, Daddu and DJ's blessings, she decided to refresh herself and wait for Love. Her eyes roamed the garden and she noticed Raj playing with his friends, Sanchit dunking Romit in the tub of water, Arohi squealing and running around colouring everyone in her path, and the elders chit chatting about the craziness around them.

"Kisse dhoond rahi ho?"

The thandai almost came out of her mouth as a soft voice spoke too close in her ears. The warm breath on her earlobe gave her goosebumps and she licked her lips.

"Lovedeep ko."

Rashi stole a sideways glance and saw Rajveer filling the glasses with thandai, a chore he had chosen just so that he could talk to her. His cheeks dimpled when he smiled slyly at her answer.

"Are you sure? Aur kisiko nahi…"

Rashi smiled and turned her attention back to the glass in hand. Rajveer straightened as a guest came to the counter to refresh himself. Rajveer handed him a glass and after exchanging a few words, sent him on his way. Rashi could not contain her laugh as she noticed the desperation with which Rajveer shooed the guest away. Returning his attention back to the glasses, Rajveer whispered.

"Poolside ke paas… now!"

Keeping the glasses back, Rajveer marched away.

Rashi stood stunned for a while at the command and then she frowned. This was the second time that he had just walked off expecting her to follow. Slamming the glass back on the counter, she strode behind him. As she reached the pool area, a hand grabbed her and pulled her in the alcove of trees just as the garden ended. Knowing who it was, she jerked her hand out of his hold and crossed them across her chest.

"Kya hua???" Rajveer was confused seeing her furious expressions.

"Mr ACP! Mein tumhari junior nahi hu, jo baar baar mujhe order deke chale jaate ho. Kyu bulaaya mujhe yaaha?"

Rajveers eyebrows shot up in surprise. He had never seen Rashi throw a tantrum before, right now she looked like a stubborn 8-year old kid. Suddenly she reminded him of Arohi… only Arohi was more loud and animated.

"Issliye…"

Rashi looked at Rajveer and he cupped her cheeks, colouring them with green and yellow colours simultaneously. Rashis temper seemed to cool down immediately at the softness in his eyes and the endearing way in which he touched her. As if she was a delicate piece of art and he was the sculptor, painting and moulding her as per his imagination.

"Maine kaha tha na tumse… mein sabse pehle tumhe rang lagaana chahta hoon. Tumhare intezaar mein pata nahi maine kya kya kaam kiye hai… just to avoid playing holi. Saare garden ki safai ki, arrangements dekhe, bazaar jaake mithai le aaya, khaane ke plates bhar ke guests ko diye… thandai banaayi aur serve bhi ki. Meri family ko lagraha tha ki maine subah hi bhaang pi li… issliye itni lagan se saare kaam karraha hu. Aur tum ho ki ab aayi ho!!!"

Rashi chuckled at the revelation. She had never in her wildest dream imagined this avatar of Rajveer ever. And the more and more she saw of him, she found herself falling deeper in love with him. Rashi stepped forward closing the distance between them. Shyly, she kept her hands on his shoulders, stood on her tip toes and brushed her cheek with his stubbled one… first left and then right. Stepping slowly back, she saw the stunned expression on Rajveers face and she bit her lip.

"Happy Holi."

Rajveer grinned like a school boy with his first crush. Cupping her face in his palms, he kissed her forehead and pulled her in for a hug.

"Happy holi to you too."

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"Oh please stop it dad!"

Raj stopped running as he heard a loud voice behind the line of trees which separated the pool from the garden. He immediately hid behind one of them to avoid getting noticed.

"Mind your volume Sanchit! Mein tumhara baap hoon. Aur tumhare bhale ke liye hi keh raha hoon."

"Mein jaanta hu dad. Lekin ye wohi log hai jinhe aapne apne parivar ka hissa kaha tha. Dadi, Arjun, Rashi Di, Romit, Raj… Jab aap shaadi ka invitation dene Singhanias ke ghar gaye they tab aaphi ne kaha tha na Rudra uncle se… ki ye sab already hamare parivar ka hissa ban chukey hai??? Toh fir ab kya hogaya dad! Daddu ne bhi Arjun ko accept kar liya hai. If Arjun was the culprit why would Daddu call him… hug him???"

"Kyuki Bauji ko kuch yaad nahi hai! Arjun aaj bhi gunhegaar ho sakta hai."

"No dad. Im sorry lekin mein nahi maanta. Aur mein jaanta hu ki aapka dil bhi nahi maanta. Rajveer chachu ne bataya ki uss raat, ek nahi do insaan they waha. Aur Arjun Arohi ke saath tha. So if you are doubting Arohi too, then Im sorry but I will never ever agree to this. Mujhe Arohi par pura vishwas hai… aur aapko bhi hai. Sirf ek baar ek policewale ki nazar se nahi, ek taau ki nazar se dekhiye dad. Aapko aapka jawab khud mil jaayega."

"Kanoon saboot maangta hai Sanchit… emotions nahi. Jab tak Arjun apneaap ko begunah saabit nahi kar deta tab tak meri nazar mein voh gunhegaar hai…"

"… aur jab tak aapka kanoon usse gunhegaar saabit nahi kar deta, tab tak mere liye voh begunaah hai. Baat toh ek hi hai dad, bas dekhne ka nazariya alag hai. Aapka kanoon bhi yahi kehta hai… a criminal is innocent, unless proven otherwise! Khair… aaj holi hai dad. Aur mein apne parivar aur doston ke saath holi jarur khelunga. Im sorry lekin aaj pehli baar, mein aapki baat nahi maan sakta."

Raj could hear Sanchit walk off from there and he waited till Arvind Ahluwalia left too. He came out of his hiding place and looked at the spot where the discussion happened moments ago. Sadnesss crept in to his eyes as he rewinded the entire conversation in his head. Turning around he looked at his family having fun playing holi together. Wiping the tears from his cheeks, he headed towards the entrance, unaware to the pair of eyes that had noticed him and a pair of feet that were following him now.

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"No… no… NOOO…" Arohis screams fell on deaf ears as Arjun lifted her up in his arms and dropped her like a ball inside the tub of coloured water. Arohi came up gasping for air and the first thing she noticed was her colouful husband smirking at her. Pushing the water out of her eyes and the wet strands out of her face, she stumbled to stand in the tub and slipped again. Everyone laughed and Arohi felt her anger rise. She slapped at Arjuns hand when he extended it for help and stepped out of the tub.

"Arre… mujhe laga tha ki tumhe toh holi khelna bohat pasand hai… lekin tumhari shakal dekhke lagta nahi ki tum kuch khaas enjoy karrahi ho…"

Arohi tried to burn her husband with her smoldering eyes. Ever since she had coloured him, it looked like his only mission was to trouble her. He had smeared colour in her hair, till the scalp, put colour in her thandai, whenever she went to play with someone he distracted her with pichkari… and now he had drenched her completely. Even with the sun shining on her head, she started feeling cold. He had not let her enjoy playing holi one bit by making her, his one and only target. Ignoring his trademark smirk, she shivered her way to the poolside dressing rooms.

Arjun grabbed a thaal full of colours and followed her after a minute on silent feet.

Arohi entered the dressing area which was made of bamboo thatched roof and partitions. The screens made of bamboo dried leaves, enabled a person to look out but cut off the vision of anyone trying to peep in. Everyone wanted to build this space in traditional brickwork but Arohi and Daddu had insisted on this style. After getting wet in the pool, the dressing area brought a warmth to the cold wet body.

She entered one of the changing booths and shut the half door behind her. Pulling her braid in front, she squeezed all the water out of it cursing Arjun under her breath. She lifted the hem of her kurta and turned it, squeezing out the water from it too, but it was of not much help. From the small window, she could see everyone enjoying holi outside and she longed to go back. Thinking that the quickest way would be to remove her clothes, squeeze out the water from them and then wear them back, she pulled the back zipper of her kurta and froze.

A large warm hand rested on her exposed back, slowly dragging itself down. She felt some powder running along her back as the hand moved. She suddenly turned and collided against the strong wide chest of her husband, whose hand was still on her bare back.

"Arr… junnn…"

"Maine kaha tha na… ye holi tumhari zindagi ki sabse yaadgaar holi hogi."

The fire and desire in Arjuns eyes dried up Arohis throat and she could just nod.

"Aaj mein tumhe poora rang dunga Arohi… tumhe harr uss jagah rang lagaunga… jaha pehle kabhi kisine nahi lagaya…"

Arohi gasped at Arjuns intentions. His determined gaze promised her to fulfill what his deep voice spoke of. Arjuns hand on her back travelled south and went beyond the edge where the zipper ended, covering Arohis complete back with colour. Gossebumps broke out on Arohis skin as Arjuns sensuous fingers whispered softly all over her naked skin. But she could not move as Arjuns gaze kept her pinned in the same position, with her hands on his chest. As Arjuns hand explored more, Arohi fisted the fabric under her palms, trying to control herself and take support incase her knees give way.

Unable to look anymore at the naked lust in Arjuns eyes, she closed her own, only feeling the sensations on her body and her mind. Arjun smiled softly at her reaction. He always knew that his touch affected her, but seeing it again and again made him feel more and more possessive of her. Lifting his hand from her back, he swiftly turned her around. Arohis eyes opened in surprise as she felt Arjuns kurta rub against her bare back and his hand go around her stomach, pressing her to him.

Her heart started beating wildly in her chest as she sensed Arjuns other hand slip through the side hem of her kurta. His fist connected with the soft skin of her stomach and he opened it, spreading coloured powder on it. He moved his hand all over her gorgeous skin, drowning it in the rang of his love. Arohi breathed in sharply as Arjun pushed a tab bit of colour with his forefinger inside her bellybutton. The intimate contact made her suck in her stomach and throw her head back against his shoulder. Arjuns fingers squeezed the soft luscious flesh and his other hand dragged the neck of her kurta, down her shoulder, exposing her cold wet skin. He could see the distinct line where the colour ended and the bare colourless skin, which was hidden by her kurta, started.

"Holi mubarak ho Arohi…"

Arohi gasped as the warm breath fanned against her bare shoulder and the next moment she grabbed the sides of her salwaar when hot sensuous lips kissed her cold naked skin. Arjun opened his mouth and licked her skin, bringing instant warmth to her body. Familiar sensations pricked Arohis body like pin needles, making the warm air sting her. Arjun continued his assault on her shoulder and stomach till Arohis hands came up to grab the back of his head.

Pulling the other hand away from her stomach, Arjun pulled the other shoulder down. Arohi turned quickly and hugged Arjun, too shy to allow him to continue. But Arjun grabbed her hands and turned them behind her back. Holding both of them with one hand, Arjun cupped Arohis chin and made her look at him. What she saw in his eyes scared and excited her at the same time. Before she opened her mouth to say something, Arjun crashed his lips on her. Sucking and biting the soft pink flesh, he tried to pour out all his love in that one kiss.

Four hours! That was exactly the amount of time that he had been away from her. After spending the night in her room, he had gone home to shower, change, say happy holi to a few esteemed guests, and pick his family to play holi at the Ahluwalias. Those four hours had seemed like four days… or even four years to Arjun. His brain was calculating every single minute that he spent apart from his wife. The speed at which he had driven the car had made Rashi scream and earned him a smack on the back of his head from Dadi.

Arohi matched her moves to her husbands. Her hands were finally free and she was grabbing and pulling his hair like it was the first ever kiss that they shared. Arjun stepped forward and pinned her against the partition. Their lips refused to part for even a moment as their body vibrated with the urgency to be together. The noise of their warm harsh breaths filled the cubicle and Arohi relaxed her hands, bringing them around his waist. Arjun slowly pulled her kurta down, his lips never leaving hers. Arohis chest rose and fell rapidly as the thrill and anticipation of making out with her husband in a public place.

When Arohi was completely bare on the top, he pulled back and shed his kurta in one swift movement. They both looked at each other. The loud screaming noises from the garden seemed to fade out as their hearts and souls only saw and felt the other. Arjun leaned forward slightly and bit Arohis redenned lips. She bit him back and opened her mouth, catapulting them into a sea of passion. Without breaking contact, both of them grabbed a handful of rang from the thaal, and smeared each other completely in the colour of their love.

do tell me how you liked this update! it will help me take the story ahead in the right direction 😳

credit for the siggie goes to ana 😊 i had to use it for this holi special update

Res..
Wow updated after long time :))

Hello Di..I know I'm super-late in posting the comment but it was Ah-mazing :D Thank You for giving me a waise wala update 😆

This was one sensuous chapter... M still blushing

very colourful holi update.loved arohi arjun.their romance was so passionate

holi was never so colourful...this is the best holi scene ever written after KI. seriously di..i love you..u make me fall in love with holi.

res!!!