SS: Unspoken part 16
Khushi's heart stopped in her throat and her face muscles froze in the dumbfounded state that they were.
"What are you saying?" She finally managed to ask as she swiftly pulled her hand away because people were starting to gawk.
"I want to make you mine forever. Just say yes so we can get married right away." Arnav's eyes were sparkling with excitement while Khushi's knees were about to buckle and give way. She would be getting married off a lie but it just wasn't something she could confess on the spot: she felt sick to the stomach for not saying anything but she was more scared of what Arnav would do if he found out about the truth.
"Arnav?" Avni called as she walked up to them with a surprised grin on her face. "Did I just hear right?" She asked as she stood in front of them.
"You did, ammi. I've finally decided to get married and I want it to be Khushi," Arnav declared with a wide grin and Avni clapped her hands together in delight. "Yes, yes, yes! Khushi, don't you accept?" She turned to a silent Khushi.
She couldn't see how she could possibly say no. The man in front of her was probably the only man that would ever fight for her. He was a man who let down his tough facade in order to make her feel welcome. He was the man who cared about her protection. He was a man who made her feel warm on the inside. And now he was a man who's eyes shone with a new look altogether. He was the man she had lost her heart to so how could she possibly deny this man?
"I do," she said in a small voice and Avni threw her arms around her as she hugged her tightly. Arnav had a smirk on his face that suggested she wait until later to see how elated he was. He took her hand and led her inside making everyone stare at him wide eyed.
"Khushi is going to become my wife within hours and once that happens, no one can say anything," he said proudly and everyone's mouths dropped open for the sudden announcement. Dev stood up and shook his head at Arnav in disbelief. "What are you doing? All this just to keep her here?"
"Chacha, it really doesn't matter why I'm doing this or for which reasons. She will be my legal wife by tonight so with that said, she'll carry Raizada with her name and officially become an Amit Sravnan. Now the question is, will you all be present at the ceremony because I would really appreciate that." Arnav was ready to take rejection again from them but Ashok stood up by the help of his cane with a reluctant sigh. "Let's go," he said and the others all stood but Dev spoke up again. "Arnav, I hope you aren't doing this just to keep her here."
"Maybe I'm not. Maybe I want to marry her for the right reasons. Didn't the question ever cross your mind of why I'm so steadfast on having her stay here? I'm doing this for the right reasons chacha..."
"Arnav one other question," Madhav spoke up making Arnav impatient.
"Will there be sweets after the ceremony?" His comedic smile showed up making Arnav relax with a chuckle. "There'll be many to pass around, uncle."
They all went outside and Khushi had already pulled her hand out of Arnav's hold otherwise her cheeks were blazing red. Avni was a little surprised to see all the elderly out so early. "What's going on?"
"We're going to the mandir for the wedding ceremony," Arnav explained like it was the most obvious thing making Avni furrow her eyebrows at him and shake her head rapidly. "No! I want a grand wedding for my oldest son! You can have the wedding in at least two days. Ashok sahab, will you please give some time for this? He's crazy for wanting to get married right away."
Ashok slowly turned towards Avni and furrowed his eyebrows as he thought of what to say. He looked up at Arnav and put up two fingers. "Two days. If this is real, then there shouldn't be any more delays. By tomorrow evening, you better be married."
Arnav nodded his head in understanding and Avni quickly led Khushi back home. They had a lot to prepare after all!
Arnav was about to follow after them when he heard his name by a voice he knew far too well from a past friendship. "Yeah?" He turned to face Vijay.
"Congratulations," he said as he put his hand out but Arnav looked at him skeptically. "You fought with me the other day and now you're happy? What do you want?"
Vijay put his hand back and shrugged his shoulders innocently. "I don't want anything. I got what I wanted three years ago, which was my wife. I'm not out for anything else. Let's just say...I realized that sometimes I can be wrong." He pursed his lips and looked down as if in shame then turned on his heels to walk away.
Arnav watched his retreating back for a moment before he called after him and he turned around. "I'll be waiting to see you at the wedding - with your wife," he said making Vijay smile wide before he nodded and continued his walk towards his father.
*
He grabbed her wrist in the kitchen in the pitch-black night while her other hand held a glass of water to her mouth. She stopped and looked at his face looming behind her before she finished drinking and put the glass away.
She turned to him and tapped him on his face a couple times before turning to leave but he forcefully pulled her to him. "What?" She hissed.
"Don't speak so rudely with me. I'm going to be your husband in just a day," he said quietly making Khushi's insides flutter with anticipation. Yes, this gorgeous and tall man who lived like a king in his village yet had a heart of gold was going to be her husband. She didn't mind the sound of that at all.
"I'll be worse than this once I'm your wife," she joked and he crashed her on his chest as he held her around her back.
He brought his face closer and Khushi quickly turned her head so his nose stroked her temple as he began to whisper in her ear. "I was going to make you mine with or without the council's decision of you staying here. Don't ever think that I'm doing this just as a favor."
"I believe you," she said and brought one hand up that was crammed between her and his chest to graze his scruffy jaw. She felt his head tilt up as he placed a slow kiss against her temple. A small smile came to Khushi's lips before she slowly pulled away and left to her room.
*
The next morning was a blur for Khushi. Everyone was coming in and out of the house. She couldn't find Arnav anywhere and women she'd never met came to fix her up in her attire. By mid afternoon, she stood ready in her room in a traditional off white and red saree with her hair pinned up in a low bun. She felt like a thousand pounds with all the heavy jewelry on her ears, her wrists, and her neck. Her eyes were deeply outlined with kohl and someone pressed an unknown pink powder to her cheeks.
It was a wonder to her as to where Arnav was the entire day. She hadn't seen him once and nor had she seen her future brother-in-law. Where all the ladies around her were dressed up, the last one to come was Avni dressed in a dark green saree. "It's time," she said with a wide grin and they all began to walk outside because the mandap was designed not too far away on a lovely green field of grass with many trees around to cast some shade.
Khushi's eyes slightly widened but it was her heart that stopped for a second when she saw the hundreds of people standing around. All these people were here to witness her get married to Arnav. She figured it was expected but yet she was terrified. The people made a path for her and the other ladies as she walked and finally saw him sitting cross-legged by the priest in a white kurta pajama.
Arnav looked up and saw his exquisite wife. Clad in traditional clothes and dressed to look beyond a bride, his heart expanded with pride to be the one to marry a girl like Khushi.
He got up and to start off the ceremony they exchanged the garlands. Arnav easily put it on Khushi but she slightly struggled with his height as she tried to go on her tippy toes to throw it around his neck, making some laugh and making her cheeks flush red.
She sat down next to him and shyly looked up to see far too many faces intently looking down at her. The priest continued with the ceremony and she tried not to mess up on anything since she was the focus of attention for hundreds of onlookers. She felt her heart go dhak-dhak against her chest as Arnav ties the mangalsutra around her neck then applied sindoor to her partition. When they stood for the pheras, she went around a couple times when her eyes fell on a face that knocked her breath out of her. Sonam.
Khushi watched as her eyes widened just like hers and how Sonam covered her mouth with her hand. Khushi started hyperventilating. Moving in the circle, she lost sight of her then regained her sight. She tried not to look too much otherwise people would grow curious as to what she was looking at. She began to feel lightheaded and tears stung her eyes. What if her journey ended there? What if Sonam told her husband? Would he tell Arnav? What would Arnav do?
Before she knew it, the entire ceremony was over. She was finally Arnav's wife and he was her husband. Claps and cheers erupted so abruptly she found the noise deafening. Out of nowhere, the sound of loud drums started and everyone dispersed but still stayed close for the reception. She tried to look for Sonam again but she wasn't in view. She felt a hand on her shoulder and she turned her to come face to face to the girl herself. She smiled and kindly congratulated Arnav to which he just nodded his head and walked away a few steps.
"Keep up a smile because someone will notice," Sonam said quietly with her own smile in place. "You look like you saw a ghost. I would never want anyone to go through what I did so I won't say a word," she said to Khushi who's grin felt too forced for her.
"What about your husband?" Khushi asked and Sonam chuckled for effect because she saw Arnav glance at them once. "Never. I won't tell a soul. But Khushi...what about your father? How could you be here?"
"I left them all. He was trying to get me married off to Darshan."
"Then you made the right choice. I won't take your time - your husband hates me but I want you to just relax now. I'll always have your back. Give me a hug now," she said and tapped her back reassuringly. "Take care," she said before she walked off into the crowd.
Khushi took the sigh of relief that she needed so badly. She walked to Arnav who motioned her to come over. "Let's go talk to the councilmen now," he said and Khushi watched with amazement how he didn't even need to ask the hundreds of guests to move out of his way. They immediately made space for the two until he got to the elderly where they took blessings from them, even though a couple seemed reluctant.
Looking back at Dev, Arnav felt a lump form in his throat. "Please don't be angry with me. My father isn't here to see this day and you're the only father figure I have. Don't disown me," he said and Dev actually shed a tear. He grabbed Arnav as he held him tightly in his embrace. Arnav's eyes became wet with tears but he knew it wasn't the place to shed them.
Dev pulled away and looked at Khushi. "This man is like his father - like a king. Never underestimate his love because it's the one thing he takes seriously." Khushi nodded her head and Arnav smiled at her.
Arnav felt something crash against the back of his legs and he felt Adi's tiny arms wrap around them. He picked him up in his arms and straightened out his black kameez. "Chacha, he's the future lion," he said and Dev chuckled. "Of course he is! He looks like an exact duplicate of Arun. You've raised him well Arnav - just like your father would have."
*
With the sun setting on everyone, people started going back to their homes. A parade of drummers followed after Arnav and Khushi and the rest of their close friends and family as they headed back home. Khushi awkwardly stood in the hallway because she didn't know which room she was supposed to go in now.
Arnav opened the door to his own room and her jaw dropped open at the transformation. There was now a big bed for the two and a dresser and vanity table. The bedding was red and silky and even had a canopy of flowers made above it. She opened the wardrobe to find her clothes already transferred there.
After another two hours of bharaat and songs playing, the night finally slipped into silence. All the lights in the village were turned off and the only light came from the full moon. Arnav stood behind Khushi as she started with taking her heavy jewelry off in front of the vanity table.
He wrapped his arms around her - pinning her arms to her sides. She felt goosebumps form all over her body as she kissed her neck and then her jaw, and then her soft cheek. "You are now officially mine. No one will be allowed to speak a word against you, or even touch a hair out of place. Consider yourself a queen."
"I think holding the title of being Arnav Singh Raizada's wife is a heavy title as it is," she turned her head to the side to speak and felt his lips against her cheek again. "You'll get used to it," he said and turned her around from her shoulders to look at her face with the help of the moonlight. He cupped her face and tilted it up towards him. He bent his head down until her soft lips were captured between his.
The kiss was taken very slowly for Khushi's sake because he knew she was scared of what was to come. As much as he had control, he wasn't going to rest until he marked her in the most intimate of ways that night, but he was willing to go slow for her.
His large hands moved to her exposed waist and he slowly began to disrobe the top layer until she was in her skirt and blouse. Khushi's hands were shaking as she put them around his neck and he felt that. He pulled away and cupped her face again. "You trust me don't you?"
"I'm still terrified," she said whispered and he shook his head for her not to be. "Do you care at all for me?" He asked and she frowned at him for asking such a silly question. "Of course."
He smiled and picked her up and gently laid her on the bed then hovered over her. "Then how do you feel for me?" He asked because he wanted her to realize that he would never hurt her.
She put one of her arms around his neck before pulling his head closer to her so she could whisper in his ear. There was a moment of silence before she softly spoke. "I love you."
Arnav's lips curled up and he kissed her neck because it was right there in front of him. "And you own my heart. You feel these beats?" He asked as he took her hand and put it over his heart. She nodded her head. "These are for you."
Khushi smiled before she kissed his cheek. "I'm all yours then."
The two continued into their innocent love making night until Khushi really did became Arnav's in every way. At the end of their long night, she plastered their bare bodies together and hugged him around his neck as he slowly rubbed her back for a few minutes before they both fell asleep.
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I'm really kinda busy nowadays and this part drove me crazy because I didn't want to drag out their wedding.
One thing: I do not write mature parts so hope this was okay. lol. This story isn't about heavy duty love making anyways. haha
I never say this for pity I'm darn serious when I say I'm not sure how this update came out. Of course I really hope you like it but if not, if ever it's a disappointment, then I'm sorry. 😕
Anyhow, the last part of Arshi was written listening to Hamara Dil Aapke Paas Hai. Perfect song for them. 😉 ok ok, bye now!! I love you all! 🤗
Edited by LuvArnavKhushi - 12 years ago
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