ARHI HER LIFE...FOR GOOD OR FOR WORSE Ch 10 (64) - Page 38

Chapter 10

Amir paced around the parking lot, trying to locate his bike as he forgot the spot he parked last night in hurry to get into Arnav's flat for their party. He saw the aunties around the corner, wanting to share their gossips, which was their favorite pastime. He had been living in the flats since he was 5 and so had a great bond with almost everyone, and also know the history of every person lived there. And when he came to know a bachelor was living in one of the flats for few months, he was intrigued to meet and was surprisingly liked at Arnav's friendly nature. And his nature gained him the fans of all age groups. Amir never saw Arnav interacting with anyone in any other way but friendly smile and girls, as stupid as they were, would like to think themselves in love with the man. As he spotted his bike just near the gossiping aunties, he saw no other option, so made his way, praying they wouldn't hold him.

"Amir," he heard his name being called by one of the aunties and cursed under his breath, "come here for a minute. There is something we would like to know." Amir forced a friendly smile as he sat comfortably between them, not wanting to snap. He liked them all, and respected them, except for the matter when they turned their gossiping box. Otherwise, they were all okay to have around."Reshma said she saw a woman staying with Arnav," she continued asking, "do you know anything about it?"

Hiding his groan, Amir smiled at the aunty as he said, "yeah, even Reshma said your son is proposing her, aunty. Is that true? Are you going to have her as your Bahu?"

"What nonsense?" she replied, her face flushed with shame but it slipped as soon as it occurred,"they are just friend, Amir, everyone here knows that so don't pull their legs."

"In the same way," Amir said rather sarcastically, not showing it openly, "Arnav has a friend with him, of course, and that doesn't mean there is something between them, aunties. It's better for you all not to interfere in his life in that way."

"God, Amir," they exclaimed at his comment, "you are too young to understand this. We have a right to know about their relation when a woman is staying with an unmarried man. We can't just allow him to bring anyone, okay."

That did make him lose his control. He made his way to the bike and started, only to stop a second to warn them once and for all. "Even if there is anything between Arnav and that woman, it is none of your business, aunties. And what you really mean is, you all will prefer to have affairs in private, without the world's knowledge, rather show that in public. Grow up, okay, generation has changed and so has the way of thinking. I don't see any wrong for an adult man to have another adult woman with him when none of them are hurting anyone's feelings. Now, move on into your flats and think about your husbands, who have women in their life behind your back."

Amir left the flats, feeling out of control as they started whispering on his behind. He hated such people and such interest in other's lives. He knew what kind of relationship Arnav was having with Khushi and it was purely their personal issue and not anyone else's. He respected Arnav as his brother and valued his privacy. He needed to warn them about the interest people in the complex had regarding them, lest they corner any one of them and drag answers. Amir was sure Arnav could manage if anything of that sort happened, but he was not sure how Khushi would react to their words if she overheard them.

Khushi stood in the pantry, wanting to have a hot steaming coffee and a break from her work. It was late evening and most of the staff had left for the day. The whole office was same like two days ago yet everything changed. It took her one weekend – two days – to change her whole life. She didn't bother to find the change to be a good one or bad one. She was just glad to have a change in her routine. She was tired of being alone and now, she knew she had a person waiting for her just few cabins away from where she stood. A sense of peace filled her heart as she thought about a certain Raizada, who had been showing the kind of life she would have with him from the past two days.

Along with the happiness came fear, a new kind, as she sipped her drink with her mind calculating the life she was going to have from now on. She would deal with all those things that would come when a woman left her husband for another man. Sure, she had nothing to do with NK but that was what this society sees and cares about. She sighed, placing the cup on the platform and pressing her fingers on her temples, feeling a severe headache starting to make its place. And also his family, she thought almost groaning at the load on her shoulders. One good thing was that she had Arnav with her, though she was facing a hard time to let her heart trust him in a complete sense. She needed time, but she could see herself trusting him in near future. Her first idea was to consult a lawyer and send a divorce notice to NK. To send that, she wanted to make sure the family left for home. But making NK sign on the divorce itself would take lot of her strength, and she had no idea how Arnav's family would take his decision of marrying her.

"You are biting your nails," The voice made her loose her balance and before she realized, she was looking into his eyes as he held her in his arms. "God Khushi, do you have an idea what you are doing to me with those fingers in your mouth?"

Smiling at him, she straightened herself and picked her cup back, stepping aside to let him have his own. "Sorry, I didn't realize you are here," she said, her voice low, "how long have you been here?"

"A while," he replied, facing her as he placed her cup away from her reach, "I don't want to invade your space as I realized you are in your thoughts, surely, weighing the changes over a span of two days." He had his back against the platform as he pulled her to him, her legs settled between his, "I am as lost as you are in this, Khushi, and all I know is there is something in you that make me desire you in every sense. This is beyond lust. Love… I can't name that as it is too fast. I can say whatever it is between us, we are heading towards love. We are slowly but definitely falling in love with each other, Khushi. And all I want is you. Let's find this out together."

She hugged him, letting herself push all the thoughts. Period. She felt safe in his arms and realized long ago that it was where she wanted to be. "I know we will find this together," she whispered, "I am thinking about consulting a lawyer, that's all. I want to end this farz of marriage in a complete sense, Arnav. I can't act as his wife anymore, not when I needed you to breath."

Caressing her cheek, he kissed her on the lips, pouring himself into that. She circled her arms around him, wanting to feel him. She smiled in between as he showed how much he wanted her right then and there, by letting her feel him against her stomach, pressing further. His lips trailed a path on her face and neck, wanting to feel her skin but unable to as her working suit disturbed his view. He went back to her mouth, making her moan his name. "I want you," he rasped out, panting heavily as he pushed her against the wall behind her, his hands searching for a way to feel her bare skin, "like now… here… it's been hard not to look at you while you are with me the whole day."

Khushi shook her head, pushing him. "I don't think I will be fine with audience," she whispered back to which he grinned, pressing himself to her, full length as he said sheepishly, "everyone's left a while ago, Khushi, except the guard who will stay at the entrance of the building." His grin widened further as her eyes widened in shock at his boldness. He continued kissing her all over while his hands had its own mind that found their destination, moving her shirt up to have access to caress her waist. She wanted him to stop, her mind shouting about the place they were in, but her heart said otherwise. She didn't want him to stop. "I so want to take you," he let out words between kisses, his eyes showing his hunger for her that matched hers, "but let's get you home." With much force, he pulled himself up, leaving her only to say, "and continue where we stopped."

She didn't remember the ride back home. They had stopped on their way to shop for her personal stuff and some items to have for as dinner. They decided to pay a visit the next day. By the time they reached home, it was past 9. As soon as they got in the elevator, he attacked her, not leaving a second to leave her in the whole evening, and left her just when they reached their floor. As they made towards their flat, she saw Amir leaning onto the wall, typing away into his cellphone.

"No party tonight," Arnav warned him as soon as they reached and rewarded with a wink, "not anytime soon, actually. So Amir, look at any other place."

"Hello Khushi," he wished with a smile but turned to him, "no party, of course. There is something I need to talk to you, Bhai. Can I have just few minutes? I won't take long?"

Khushi nodded and went inside the flat, as Amir walked away, to the corner of the corridor, lest she could happen to hear. "I want to warn you beforehand," he said as soon as Arnav nodded, "news of Khushi staying with you reached the gossip kingdom and you may face its soldiers anytime now. They attacked me this morning, Bhai. I am sure Khushi can't take their nuisance."

Arnav groaned, rubbing his palms on his face in frustration. "Thanks Amir," he said, placing his hand on Amir's shoulder in thanking gesture, "there are few problems for us to take care," he said further, "after which Khushi and I are going to marry, and as soon as possible. Why can't they just let me alone?"

"That's them and they will never change in coming several life times," Amir chuckled at his own comment but said seriously, "we are with you, Bhai," he said pointing his behind, and that's when Arnav noticed the guys standing few feet away from him, showing their support, "we will make sure no one reaches Khushi when she is alone. Good night, Bhai."

"Thanks guys," Arnav waved a hand at the guys, who smiled at him with a nod, "good night."

Without having any relationship, Arnav was glad to find a brother in Amir and were ready to fight for him with the people. Shaking his head, as he had been expecting this problem, he made his way, schooling his expressions as he didn't want to bother Khushi further with the recent problem…

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Amir is here guys... Siddharth Malhotra...