Smitar's: Marrying Khushi#5 Epilogue Parts 1,2,3 Pg 78 (26/12/2013)

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MARRYING KHUSHI

EPILOGUE

Part 1

A month later, the Raizadas descended on Lucknow for the fashion show. The Guptas joined them at their invitation. Sitting in the front row, they watched model after model display bridal lehengas and saris with period accessories.

"Arnav Bitwaa, is this what you wanted Titliyaa to do?" Buaji asked him in awe of his courage.

"Yes, Buaji." he smiled.

"She would have tripped and fallen straight on to your lap, Nandkisore!" Buaji chuckled.

ASR laughed.

ASR turned to look at Khushi sitting by him. She was wearing the red sari that he had designed for her after getting a glimpse of her in Lucknow.

Her face had a smile on it, her cheeks glowed, and her eyes twinkled, adding lustre to the red & silver of the sari. Her unbound hair fluttered in the breeze, at times touching his coat-clad arm like a caress from a lover.

Khushi felt his eyes on her and turned to look at her dapper husband. He was staring at her, a strange light in his eyes.

"Arnavji, kya hua?" Khushi asked, worried.

"Khushi, I love you." ASR whispered.

"Humein pata he!" Khushi smirked. "How can I forget? You tell me at least 4 times a day!"

ASR smiled slightly. He caught hold of her hand and interlinked their fingers. His employees stretched out their necks as far as they would go to catch a glimpse of Aashik Singh Raizada.

A while later, Khushi asked, "Arnavji, did you feel bad...?"

"When?"

"When I said that you must be a tailor? Or the owner of a kapde ka dukaan?"

ASR smiled and remained silent. Then he said softly, "I was shocked. But that was because I didn't know you for what you are."

Khushi frowned.

"And because that is exactly what I am. A tailor and the owner of a kapde ka dukkan."

Khushi swallowed. "I didn't know you were rich..."

He smiled slightly. "I was poor then, but I am rich now."

Khushi frowned.

"I have you & Mittu now." ASR drawled.

Khushi giggled. "You are so funny!"

ASR raised his famous eyebrow. Nobody had ever accused him of having a sense of humour before!

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MARRYING KHUSHI

EPILOGUE

Part 2

"You make me laugh at the most awkward of moments, Arnavji!" Khushi complained. "You trouble me all the time." They were in their bedroom in Gomti Sadan, the whole family accepting the Guptas' offer of hospitality rather than staying at Sheesh Mahal, especially as it was the venue of the show.

"Really?" ASR trapped Khushi in his arms, standing behind her.

"Ji, really. What if Hari Prakashji had come in to the kitchen last weekend?" Khushi blushed.

"He would have learned not to do so in the future if he valued his life, limb & job. And I had you well... covered, didn't I? I made sure that you didn't giggle & give away our presence, didn't I?" ASR smiled wickedly against the soft, fragrant skin of her neck.

Khushi gasped. "Pushing me against the wall, touching me here and there, and giving me chumban! So you were trying to give Hari Prakashji education? And when I was making the rangoli...?" Khushi tried to squirm out of his hold, but his arms tightened around her bare midriff.

"The design was imperfectly done." ASR declared.

"Acha? So that is why you knocked me down and made me fall on the design? And fell on me? How kind! I didn't know you had such a big heart!"

ASR bit the lobe of her ear. "I have a big heart, a very big heart..." he claimed, his fingers playing across her navel and upwards.

"And a very big head." Khushi retorted. "And naughty fingers." She tried to prise his hands from her waist but was unsuccessful.

"I didn't hear you complaining about my naughty fingers when I did this last night." His husky whisper in her ears and the touch of his knowing fingers turned her into mush.

She moaned, groaned and implored. He stole kisses but avoided her lips.

Khushi turned her face to his, offering him free use of her lips, but he seemed deaf, dumb & blind.

"Arnavji!" she whimpered.

"Hhmmm?" he asked, his entire attention on bringing her to her knees.

She turned in his arms and threw herself at him.

"Arnavji..." her eager lips attacked his, her frantic fingers clutched his hair, wanting succour from this fever of need that racked her body, wanting a release that only he could give her. She didn't even notice the red sari that her tailor husband had made for her slip down her body to lie on the floor like a bright crimson patch.