Rabba Mere Kya Hai Teri Marzi~ CH7 PG120 New Thread PG140 - Page 32

Chapter 4

Utna bura bhi nahi lagta!!

Khushi struggled with her dupatta while Arnav stood the ground, not planning to leave her room anytime soon. His eyes were only on her hesitant form while she bit her lips thinking for some words, that would help her get out of this blasted situation.

How was she going to tell him that her friend called him a "fugly" person. Damn you preetz, I am doomed. You are going to take the wrath of Khushi Gupta.. she thought making plans to torture Preetika for teasing her and calling her handsome fianc a "fugly" person.

"Khushi... kya soch rahi ho?" He asked slyly reaching the bed finally and sat next to her. khushi felt the bed sunk a bit as his weight and she looked sideways at him, only to find him staring at her intently.

"See... don't take this personally and I cant hide this from you anymore.. you know Preetz told me that you wear spectacles and has a huge moustache and...and...you are fugly person..." Khushi hid her face in her palms while Arnav's jaw dropped to the floor. He restrained himself and looked sideways at her form.

"And you believed it? Did not you see my photograph?" He asked smirking widely.

"I... I was... I had not seen your photograph and she challenged me when I told her that I will marry the person no matter what and no matter how he looked because all that matters to me is my dad's decision..." She said staring onto the intricate designs of her lehenga while Arnav tried really hard to contain the laugh bubbling inside him. she was so nave.. and innocent.. and...very very attractive when she smiled. He thought grinning widely and stood up from the bed.

"Now that you are encountered with the real me, and realized that I am not the "fugly" person you presumed.. umm.. what do you think? Do we match?"

Arnav asked cocking his eyebrows at her while Khushi searched for a suitable word blushing hard at his flirtatious question.

"I... I... think we are going to make a good pair..."

She said her eyes staring at him across the room while he leaned onto the door smiling widely at her.

"See you soon..."

With that word, he left from there leaving a blushing Khushi behind. She looked at the empty space next to her, where Arnav had sat few seconds ago. She had never felt this adrenaline rush, whenever she was with Shyam, nor felt these butterflies.

Khushi heaved a sigh of relief as she heard the screeching of tyres... indicating their leaving from their porch. She placed a hand on her wildly beating heart and squeezed shut her eyes.

There was hesitant knock on the door and she asked the person to come inside absent mindedly thinking its none other than Payal.

"Pji, you wont believe what happened! I just made a fool out of myself...I am going to fry that Preetz.."

Khushi said removing her jhumkas one by one, as she sat in front of the dressing table. She struggled with the necklace and then removed the same with difficulty. She had her hair placed on one of her shoulders, as she combed her curls leisurely thinking about Arnav and his last question to her. she did not know as whether they would be a good pair, but she had faith that she can make a good pair with him, if she tried.

A gasp left Khushi's mouth when she looked at the person standing behind her through the mirror. She left the chair immediately and turned around.

I thought they left already?! She thought out loudly and found him smirking at her.

"Nope...we have not left yet..."

He said reaching right behind the chair she was sitting and placed his both hands on the same, his fingers almost brushing her shoulders. She was aware of her back being exposed to him as she had her hair onto one side. She breathed heavily as he stared at her through the mirror.

"I forgot to say something..."

"Kya?"

"Yahi ki, ye rang tumpe utna bura bhi nahi lagta... Well its my favorite color..." He said winking at her and then the next moment he was out of there. Khushi felt her lips curving upwards and there goes her heart all dhak dhaks and her stomach adorning giant moths.

"Was that even a compliment?" She shrugged her shoulders and closed the door behind him for changing into some casuals.

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Arnav walked outside her house, his mind still thinking about her, the vision she was in red, her hair on one of her shoulder and the way her almost bare back looked, with all those criss cross strings, which held her flimsy blouse at place. He had groaned inwardly as he entered her room to confess his thoughts about her wearing his favorite color.

He cant believe that she was going to be his, in every meaning. He had never thought of getting married to anyone, hell he had not thought about any girl like this minx Khushi.. she was surely a girl who is capable of knocking down any men. Then what was he? He entered inside the car while his family who were present in the backseat were been hiding their huge toothy grins with difficulty.

"Someone'ssmitten"

Anjali exclaimed throwing her head back onto the seat while Arnav glared at her through the mirror.

Nani smiled and high-five with Anjali earning an irritated what the? From Arnav!

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Aman was quite relieved after getting a positive response from the Hotel Indraprastha. They had shared the news of them having a clearer tape at the security section and they obliged to share the same with AR.

He rushed through the corridors of the office while everyone greeted him with Good Mornings. Arnav was already busy with few foreign delegates that morning along with Sheetal Kapoor AR's international affairs head.

Aman stuck his head inside the door and Arnav motioned him to enter with a swift wave of his hand. Sheetal was looking dull and she passed a weak smile at Aman as he took the empty chair next to her. he knew as why she was looking all upset when Arnav was there right in front of her, but thought of not asking about the same to her during the meeting.

The meeting was soon finished and the delegates left AR, after having little refreshments. Arnav got busy in other file while Aman approached him and shared the news of the tapes with him. sheetal came back after seeing off the clients and sat cross legged in front of Arnav on the couch next to the table. Her eyes never leaving his form.

Arnav was aware of her eyes on him and damn he was not prepared for any kind of melodrama right now. He placed the file on top of the table and reached her sides. He took the spot right next to her and sighed heavily.

"So, you are going to get married... not a word to me?" She said sadly her hands fumbling on the sash of her dress. Arnav groaned inwardly and turned to her side.

"Sheetal, it was my family's decision and I have to agree with them, for good. And I have never ever gave you the impression that I was in love with you... do I?"

Sheetal was lost for words and her eyes darted towards Aman who was sitting on one of the chairs surfing through his laptop.

"Aman, could you please excuse us for a second..?" Sheetal said turning towards the window while Arnav cleared his throat irritated.

"Aman is not going anywhere.. and there is nothing in my life that he is not aware of..." Arnav said flashing a smile at Aman and he smiled back busying himself in his given work.

"Looks like, its time I should leave AR... I cant work here where I have to face you everyday... I had never thought of you as a coward to accept his feelings for a girl..."

She said as she walked towards the door, her eyes down casted.

"Well... I never had any feelings for you... and please stop making stories in your head of you and me being together...because its impossible Sheetal.. it would be better if you get the same to your mind ASAP..."

She stomped out of the room as soon as those words left Arnav's mouth.

Arnav looked at Aman who was looking at him with an incredulous expression.

"That was little harsh.. but it was needed, we are handling Ms. Sheetal Kapoor..you see.." Aman said leaning back onto the chair while Arnav rolled his eyes.

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NK jumped around the couch while everyone were busy discussing about the upcoming engagement of Arnav and Khushi. they all had agreed to Anjali's suggestion of arranging the same at Sheesh Mahal Lucknow.

The dates were been fixed by the Pandit ji and it was scheduled as per Arnav's free time. There were only three days left till the date and Raizada's had already planned to leave for Lucknow the earliest, for arranging everything perfectly.

In all between the happy times, Anjali was little upset because of Shyam's absence at a wonderful occasion in their family.. she had called him several times but he was not picking up.

Suddenly the landline started ringing and Anjali almost ran towards the same before NK could reach and pick the same. Anjali grinned and held receiver close to her ear while NK frowned looking questioningly at her blushing face.

"Ji, we were discussing about the same.. What about your return to India, Are not you coming back tomorrow..?" Anjali asked clutching onto the receiver while there was only silence from the other end. Her face fell instantly as she heard the unexpected news from her husband.

"Okay, fine..." She said sulking heavily before slapping the receiver back onto the holder.

"Di, how do you know that it was Jiju?" NK asked following Anjali to the couch while she slumped back onto the same.

"Telepathy..." She grinned hiding her sad face behind the mask. Nani sighed and hugged her sideways, totally understanding her silence.

"Damad ji, nahi aa rahe hai?" She asked cupping her cheeks while Anjali hugged her Nani her eyes almost brimming with fresh tears.

"He got busy.. but he will be back soon... he promised me..." She said sniffling while everyone felt really bad for her.

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Arnav came really late that night after attending a sent off party of their head accountant. He straight went to his room and found NK laying on his bed, watching some blasted bollywood movie on his tv.

"What the f**k, NK?" He said throwing his laptop onto the lounger while NK was too engrossed in the movie biting his invisible nails all the while. Arnav groaned inwardly and reached the cupboard to remove his clothes.

"Tu hi mere shab hai subah hai, tu hi din hai mera.."

The song echoed inside Arnav's room while NK stared at the tv his mouth wide open.

Arnav banged the washroom door and switched on his music player inside his shower cubicle. He stripped out of his clothes and pressed the play button to hear some of his favorite songs, to avoid the blasted sounds coming from his room.

"Kya ye mera pehla pehla pyar hai"

Arnav's eyes popped out as he heard the lyrics of the song, he was damn sure that it was all NK's doing. He looked at the unfamiliar shower gel and the shampoo on the counter, instead of his. So, he had shower inside my bathroom, changed my playlist and now he is watching a bollywood movie inside my room.

Arnav showered as quickly as possible to have a word with his annoying cousin before he left for his room. he got outside towel drying his hair and looked at NK who was sniffling looking at the tv screen. A new box of tissue paper lay next to him as he blew his nose onto the same.

Arnav rolled his eyes and threw the towel onto the lounger. He cleared his throat several times but there was no response from NK's side. He was too much into that movie and that irked Arnav the most.

Arnav waited and waited and alas the movie ended and NK sighed heavily.

"It was a brilliant movie...but a very sad ending..." he said getting out of Arnav's bed and found Arnav glaring at him sitting on his lounger.

"Ohh... Nannav... you are here..." NK said reaching for the dvd player to remove the CD while Arnav's eyes never left his for a second.

"Nannav, why are not you packing? Are not you coming to Lucknow tomorrow..?" NK could not thank his lucky stars enough for making him remember the same at the perfect time. He knew Arnav would be furious to find him watching tv in his room. but what was he to do? He was watching the same in the living room but everyone seemed to have chit chats at the same time, distracting him from concentrating the movie.

Arnav looked at him incredulously as NK's words registered in his mind. Lucknow, but why? Ohmigod, for the engagement ofcourse.. but is not it too early to leave? He thought rubbing his forehead while NK had a sudden escape from his room.

Arnav forgot everything about NK and straight went to Anjali's room. he saw the lights still on and sighed in relief.

"Di.." He barged inside only to find Anjali crying onto the pillow. He stilled on his tracks and then looked at her pale face. She wiped her face vigorously and flashed a smile at him.

"Chottey, tum...woh main..." She stammered gathering her knees to her chest and pulled the duvet over the same. Arnav did not speak a word and sat next to her on the bed, his eyes never leaving her wet cheeks.

"Jiju, he is not coming right? Do you want me to talk to him? He asked politely covering her hands over the duvet while she nodded her head in negative.

"No need to call him Chottey.. we have already spoke about the same in the evening... its.. I am just little upset...but trust me I will be just fine..." She said patting his cheeks as if he was the one who was upset few seconds back.

"Okay, if you say so..." He said shrugging his shoulders.

Anjali knew he was there to talk something important and she could not stop the grin which threatened to form on her face as she remembered something. Obviously, it is going to be about Lucknow... she said inwardly while Arnav cleared his throat, taking in the interiors of his di's room with much delight

"Chottey...you wanted to ask me...umm..." Arnav cut her off and sat cross legged on the bed. His eyes twinkling as he drew in a long breath.

"Di, are we leaving for Lucknow, tomorrow? Is there any possibility of Gupta's too joining us?" he asked innocently while Anjali grinned at her not so innocent brother.

"We are leaving tomorrow..but you said you will reach there on the day of the engagement because you had an urgent auction to attend at Dehradun, don't you?" She asked leaning back onto the head board, while Arnav's face grew serious thinking about the same.

But he just wanted to make sure that Gupta's too were joining them, during their travelling, and especially Khushi. but how was he going to ask the same to his di? she will not spare him without teasing the crap out of him.

"Whats wrong Chottey?" She asked again, snapping her fingers in front of his eyes. Arnav sighed heavily and looked at his sister expectantly. All set to ask the same to her, to hell with the teasing. He just wanted to know if Khushi too was accompanying them...Bas!

"She is coming... and we have got a loads of shopping to do..." Anjali said understanding his silence. Arnav smiled sheepishly and got outside her room, after bidding a lazy good night to his sister.

Anjali smiled at his retreating back. There were so many changes in her Chottey, from the day he had seen Khushi's photo. He was totally smitten by her. Anjali thanked Devi Maiyya before slipping inside the duvet for a blissful sleep.

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"But ASR, they had personally invited you to attend the auction... Mrs. Brinda will be heartbroken if you did not show up.." Aman said helplessly while Arnav seemed unaffected by all his pleadings.

"Handle it Aman... You are the MAN... I really cant afford going to Dehradun and enjoy that boring auction when Khushi is with my family at Sheesh Mahal.. how am I suppose to leave a golden chance to be with her?"

Aman sighed and looked at the phone screen, it was almost 2am in the morning. Trust ASR to call him at such a time and cancel everything at once, just because he wanted to be with his fianc...

"Okay, ASR I will manage... you enjoy with Khushi Mam..." He said and kept the call while Arnav grinned widely he could not wait to see her tomorrow... in the morning.

He closed his eyes finally as thoughts of her engulfed him in his sleep.

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