Arhi SS:: House Of Cards Part 19 up Link to thread 2 added PG 142 - Page 55

Originally posted by: Sangu18412

shivi when is the next update

Originally posted by: shona_arhilover

first of sangu, apology for not mentioning ur name in the thank you note.very sorry.

and now about update? hmmm...currently working on hey,daddyy, so next update of HOC Will be after that. :)

Thank you everyone for the wonderful comments. I have read everyone's comment but my like button is again throwing tantrums so I am unable to like your comments. But I have read each and every comment and thank you everyone who has commented. Here's the next part. hope you all like it.

Part 15

Agam looked at the other occupants of the dinning table. He saw Anjali and Nani having their dinner with their little chatter. And than his eyes landed on his dear nephew, who was ready to kill him through his glare. Going by his looks and the posture it was evident that he wants him to be in the place of the dish, so that he can pierce his fork in him. He passed a smile at him and was rewarded by a little scowl in return. Controlling his laughter, he thought of concentrating on his Dinner. This has to be the most entertaining dinner of his life.

"Agam ji, you sit I will bring the dessert" Anjali said and got up from her chair.

"It's ok, Miss.Raizada. I can't have that." Agam replied.

"You can't have it? Why, Agam ji?" Anjali asked, confused.

"Actually I ...I am...diabetic" Agam looked at his sister.

Anjali looked at Agam and than at her Nani, who passed a smile to her.

"You are diabetic too?" looking at the confused look at Agam, Anjali continued.

"Chhote...I mean Arnav is diabetic too." Anjali said smiling.

Agam looked at Anjali and immediately averting his eyes, he gave a small nod.

"That's not a problem Agam ji. Khushi had made jalebis for Arnav with artificial sweetner" Anjali said and limped towards the kitchen.

Nani looked at Agam. He was sitting on her side. She looked at his right posture, his eyes, his sharp chin. Now looking at him from the right side, she can really mistake him for Arnav.

"So, Agam, do you live alone or with your family?" Nani asked to Agam.

Agam looked at the old lady sitting beside him.

"I live with my grandmother. I have no one else, only her" Agam replied.

"Oh! So, whats her name? May be I know her, may be she is from my Satsang group?" Nani enquired, smiling.

"Her name...her mane is Gayatri Bajpai.." Agam replied to her.

"Gayatri Bajpai? I think ...I think I have heard this name before...but I am unable to recall where?" Nani tried to think but was unable to recall.

Agam's head snapped at Nani. Does she...does she know his Nanu? No this isn't possible. How can she know her?

"Here is your jalebi, Agam ji. Have it, I am sure you will like it after all its Khushi's delicious jalebi" Anjali served, smiling.

Agam passd a hesitant smile at Anjali and took a Jalebi.

"So, how is it, Agam ji?" Anjali asked looking at Agam.

"It's nice." Agam smiled.

Anjali looked at the sulking Aarav seated on his seat.Controlling a giggle, she moved towards him.

"Aarav, want to have some cake?" Anjali asked to Aarav.

Aarav glared at his Bua.

"Oh go and glare at someone who is afraid of that. I am the lest one affected by your and your Dad's glare, do you get me Shona?" Anjali asked, her every word dipped in extra sweetness.

Aarav glared at his Bua and got up from the chair.

"I don't want any cake, you can have it all. And don't call me Shona, only Mom can call me that" Aarav growled and ran upstairs.

Anjali shook her head laughing at Aarav.

"Miss.Raizada, I will leave now! Thanks for the dinner" Agam said and got up from his chair.

Anjali smiled and nodded her head.

And with that Agam exited the RM.

...

Arnav shivered little due to cold breeze and tightening his hold on Khushi's waist he snuggled more into Khushi. His eyes fluttered open. He saw his cell beeping, indicating he has a miss call. He reached for his phone and swiped it open. It was Aman's miss call, he had called him at 1'o clock? He saw the time. It was 5 am in the morning. Curious to know why Aman had called him, he dialed his number. After few rings his phone was answered

"Aman. Why had you called me?" Arnav asked in the phone.

"Sir, I ... you remember the investigator we have sent to Lucknow to know about Agam Bajpai? " Aman asked, rubbing his eyes to get out of the drowsiness.

Arnav looked the sleeping form of Khushi. Removing his hand from around her shoulder, careful not to wake her, he got up from the mattress, with only his trouser hanging low on his waist.

"Yes, I do! Had they found something?" Arnav asked to Aman.

"Yes, I mean not much but we can find more. They had found the house he use to live in Lucknow. Inquiring few neighbors they have came to know that he use to live there with his Mother and Grandmother. But later he lost his mother, and use to live only with her grandmother. And when he left for Delhi, his grandmother was there with him. They are yet to find more. They said they will go to his school too, to find more about him" Aman supplied everything the investigators have told him.

"Only Mother and Grandmother? what about his father, Aman?" Arnav asked.

"I don't know Sir! They said nothing about his father" Aman supplied.

Arnav listened to Aman. How is it possible that there is no information about his father? Maybe they can find something in the school's record.

"Ok, Aman! Just update me whenever the investigators inform you more." Arnav said and after getting a yes from Aman he disconnected the call.

Arnav moved to look at his sleeping wife. He went and laid himself beside Khushi. Taking her again in his arms, he nuzzled her neck.

"Khushi, get up. We need to get back home. Get up..." Arnav trailed kisses from her neck to her cheek.

Khushi opened her eyes, lazily to look at Arnav ji's face. She took in his loving face. Why can't he always be like this? It's like he has some multiple personality disorder. She will not be surprised if he turns into someone else after she is asleep. Khushi giggled on her own thought.

Arnav looked at giggling Khushi, with a smile playing on his lips.

"Care to share the joke, little lady..." Arnav asked, looking at her intently.

Khushi's giggling stopped immediately as she scowled at him.

"I am not little, now I am 21. Do you get me?" Khushi poked her finger in his chest.

"Oh yes. I know that. You are not little but you are definitely a lady.." Arnav said softly as he lightly brushed his lips against her's, making Khushi blush.

"Now tell me why were you laughing?" Arnav asked lifting his head.

"You are sure you have only three personalities? 1. Arnav Singh Raizada , 2.Arnav ji , 3. Chhote . only this three, or you have more?" Khushi asked, all serious.

"What do you mean?" Arnav asked, his brow frowned in confusion.

"I mean, do you become someone else, when I am asleep. You see, like in some movies, they transform into someone else at nights..." Khushi asked, and looking at Arnav ji's confused face, her lips stretched into a smile and soon she started laughing. She pushed his hand away from her and got up.

"You! wait I will tell you how many personalities I have. Just wait.." Arnav too got up from the mattress and ran behind his wife, who exited the gazebo and entered the garden.

"Khushi wait!! Khushi come back!!" Arnav shouted at his running wife.

"No!! catch me!!" Khuhi shouted back.

"Khushi come to me otherwise I will take you home in the same clothes you are wearing." Arnav shouted at his wife and smirked as he saw her stop immediately. Arnav shivered as a cold breeze blew and touched his bare upper half.

Khushi halted at Arnav ji's word and looked down at herself. She was wearing his black shirt. Muttering something under her breathe, Khushi turned to go back to her husband.

"Shameless Raiazada.." Khushi spat as she came and stood in front of her husband.

Arnav circled his arms around her waist and brought her close to him.

"I am shameless?" Arnav asked, smiling.

"Yes! You are! Shameless!" Khushi accused and turned her head away.

"Only for you..." Arnav whispered as he kissed Khushi's cheek.

"Aur kisi ke saath hue toh hum maar nahi dalenge?" Khushi asked,pulling Arnav's hair.

"Ouch! Khushi...leave my hair. And kise maar dalogi?" Arnav asked, trying to loosen Khushi's hold on his hair.

"Pehle uss Chudail ko jiske saath aap shameless honge, phir aapko aur phir aapne aapko." Khushi let out with all possessiveness.

Arnav looked at Khushi, amused.

"Tum aapne aapko kyun marogi?" Arnav raised his eyebrow.

"Aap ko mardenge toh hum yaha kya karenge?"

"Accha...but I don't think you will ever get the opportunity to murder me, as I can never be shameless with anyone..." Arnav replied as he dipped his head forward and placed his lips on Khushi's.

"Now, we should leave.." Arnav looking in Khushi's eyes.

Khushi nodded her head.

"Arnav ji, kapde?" Khushi asked, lowering her eyes at her cloth.

Arnav bent and scooped her in his arm.

"Arnav ji, where are we going? We cant go home, wearing this cloth.." Khushi squirmed in his arms.

"Relax Khushi, I am not taking you home. Have you lost it? We are going inside our farmhouse so that we can shower and be ready to leave"

"Hmm...accha...theek hai" Khushi placed her head on Arnav's shoulder.

...

As Arnav and Khushi entered the RM, side by side and saw that everyone was seated on their chair at the dining table.

Arnav took Khushi's hand in his and they moved towards their family.

Anjali saw her brother but still upset on his yesterday's behavior she averted her eyes from him.

"Mom! You are home!" Aarav ran towards his Mom.

"Yes!" Khushi replied, smiling.

"Come I will show your gift!" Aarav got his mother's hand.

Khushi looked at Arnav ji and than at her Di. Letting out a sigh, she allowed Aarav to take drag her, sparing herself from an early morning drama.

Arnav came and sat beside his Di

"Di, I know you our upset but I am not sorry for my behavior last night" Arnav said his Di, with no regret in his voice.

Anjali looked at her brother. Her mouth hung open. And here she was thinking he was going to apologize to her.

"And may I ask why are you so proud of your act, last night" came Anjali's voice laced with sarcasm.

Arnav looked at his Di.

"Think whatever you want to think Di, but I am not sorry for last night" Arnav replied, stubbornly.

Anjali shook her head at her brother. When had her hot headed brother admitted his blunder?

But she needs to talk with him about Agam. Agam seemed a nice person then why is that her brother hates him so much? She needs to know that but not now.

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First of all thanks for updating my dear sweetie

"Oh go and glare at someone who is afraid of that. I am the lest one affected my your and your Dad's glare, do you get me Shona?" Anjali asked, her every word dipped in extra sweetness.

"I don't want any cake, you can have it all. And don't call me Shona, only Mom can call me that" Aarav growled and ran upstairs.

these lines were epic ...he displays so much parts of arshi ...hes too cute

arnav loves kushi too much she is his reason for living

hope agam in revenge or some such crazy agenda does not try to seperate or hurt him by hurting her