Why is it always me?

Shot-1

Nuzzling her cheeks from back I stood behind her plastering her to the wardrobe.

"Arnavji, Is this your lost shirt?" She asked showing me a shirt without even reacting to my ministrations.

Instead of answering, I rounded my arms around her petite waist before pulling her to my bare chest. She gasped, forming three O's as if I was romancing her for the first time.

"Ar...na..vji...What are you doing? Leave me" She shuddered like a new bride even now. Some things will never change.

"Why? Don't you know what I am doing?" I replied resuming my previous work but this time attacking her neck.

"But someone will come, I didn't lock the door" She stated through her uneven breath which already undoing my knots.

"I locked" I gasped letting my lips to travel on her face. She closed her eyes, with partly opened mouth, her left hand automatically rounded my neck and settled on my scalp massaging in own accord in perfect places.

"Do you remember what day is today?" I asked separating my lips from her skin for a brief time.

"No..." She replied in trance entwined her right hand with mine across her clothed navel.

I was disappointed but quick enough to regain myself before leaning and blowing air in her ear. Her toes curled, her hold on mine got tighten, her heart once again thudded like it was running in a marathon which I can feel through her back.

"It was the day when a name called happiness fell on my arms for the first time" saying this I let my lips linger in her ear.

Swiftly turning around, she circled her arms around my neck shrieking "Really. It's been two years"

I blinked my eyes in acceptance while she gave a full-blown smile which lits my whole day and a warm feeling settled in my heart.

"Wah...Laadgoverner remembers the date of our first meeting too" She chirped making me groan hearing the content.

"Khushi..." I whined pulling her again. She came crashing on my chest "Arnavji leave me..." she wriggles in my arms.

"Never.." Letting my breath fall her face I inched my face close to her too close that our lips are millimetre apart and our front plastered to each other. She circled her arms around my waist closing the remaining gap.

Thanking stars for not sending an intrusion I closed the gap between our lips. Before i could deepen it we heard someone's shriek only to get parted hastily.

"What the!!" I was annoyed than anyone can imagine.

"Nanheji..aap? Do you want anything?" She asked coming out of embarrassment.

Damn, that Nk! But I locked the door. Travelling my eyes throughout the room I realized I forget to close the poolside door. Shit!!

"Nannav...Kadoos in romantic mood..Naughty..Naughty..By the way, where's your shirt?" He asked cheekily destroying my mood.

Why he have to shriek after seeing us? Can't he leave silently without interrupting us?

"Leave...Whatever you want ask later" Without waiting for his reply I dragged him outside.

"Nannav chill... Ok continue your romance, I'll not tell this to anyone" He winked making me irritated if I was not already.

Closing the door on his face, calming my anger I turned. There she stood placing her hands on either side of her hips with anger pout on her face. Wahh...My lady is hot even in anger too.

"Khushi come here. You know I hate to leave the work in the middle" I tried to act nonchalant albeit knowing she'll not cooperate with me to finish the unfinished.

"What was that?" She tried to act rude.

I shrugged snacking my arms around her waist.

"Pchh... What will he think?" Seeing her twisted mouth I couldn't help but place a sounded kiss on her cheek. Her eyeballs popped out it's sockets like the first time.

"Wait for me tonight" Throwing a wink at her flushed face I put on my shirt.

While she stood blushing for few minutes, before running fluttering like a butterfly.

Pagal... Muttering I kept my wallet while, the door flung open. In a blink, i felt my cheeks wet.

"I'll wait for you tonight" she giggled placing one more kiss as interest before exited blushing simultaneously.

A smile adorned my face, these days I smile a lot. All thanks to my wife, my angel, my happiness.

Throughout the day I was busy with meetings, presentations but never failed to ring her. She's my breath. Rushing all the works as soon as possible I reached home earlier than usual.

"Khushi...Khushi" Like in a cue I heard her reply.

"Haan... I'll be in a minute" Loosening my tie I marched upstairs planning something.

Within few minutes she arrives with my coffee.

"Khushi stay with me...Where you are going?" I asked took hold of her refreshing black coffee.

Not giving enough time to acknowledge she pinched my cheeks "Like a good boy, you stay here. I'll be back soon"

"I am not a boy, I am a man khushi. Shall I prove it" Her rounded eyes did prove she catches the underlying meaning.

"Only few hours..." I don't know that few words of mine going to affect me in big time.

Waiting like a maniac from past hour after decorating the whole room with scented candles and flowers I measured the length and breadth of the room for an umpteenth time.

It's been two hours since di dragged Khushi all the way to her room saying she need help.

What must they be doing? It's better to call khushi. Thinking this, I went to di room only to get shocked. Di, payal and khushi were sleeping hugging each other in the bed while aakash was engrossed in laptop rubbing his neck time to time.

"Aakash..." I called him in a miffed voice.

He smiled nervously "Bhai we were planning for a picnic and they slept just like that ordering me to book a resort.."

'What could I do after that' Gulping my anger and cursing the fate I wished him night before marching to our room. Folding my palms under my head using it as a pillow in the recliner I sighed in despair glancing the decorated room. Once again it got wasted.

History repeated. Like earlier times, this decoration too went in vain.

The very first time this room was decorated when we're married on the base of hate that I couldn't use that beautifully decorated room along with my beautiful angel. How much I hate that shyam for that. More than him it's my fault of not trusting my angel when I claimed to love her. It's my entire mistake to fall into shyam trap hurting khushi in process. Still, I couldn't bring myself to forgive my own self. Sighing I remembered how beautiful she looked in red and green lehenga sitting on my bed for the first time. If it was another time I could've ravish her.

And second time without any decorations, both credit and debit go to shyam. Even in untidy which is nowhere equal to my cosy room, our passion was at peak. That was the day I slipped out of my facade hearing my heart. If only the goons didn't interrupt...But that day proved how much we desire each other...How much we suffered in the name of hate not able to enjoy the love we had.

After all the miseries, I finally planned to fulfil our relationship. With my own hands, I decorated the whole room for the second time. And that was the third time we can't fulfill it due to khushi's principles.

She looks eternal with her rose petal lips and red cheeks matching to her dress.

One good thing happened, I confessed my love which was hard to express. First time I declared my love at gunpoint but that day in full senses with a tinge of disappointment on not taking our relationship to next level. Even then the decorations remain vacant.

Third time when this room was decorated for our wedding night, that scoundrel has to put the camera in our room. How cheap was that? I couldn't even want to imagine what would've happened if I didn't notice the camera. And once again the scented candles and flowers didn't serve the purpose.

It's our goodness that bachelor party turned out to be a beautiful night.

I sighed once again seeing the decorated bed waiting for us to explore it, if only she stayed back.... Today also no less it was untouched again like earlier times.

Every time I decorate this room it went unused. Something had to be done..

How much I desire to take her, here and there? Crap! Couldn't they plan on some other day? Whenever I step into the home everyone will be busy in their own work. Thinking everyone to be busy when I start to spend some quality time with khushi, they'll always disturb me as if I was visible only at that time.

It's time to kidnap my wife to farmhouse!

Why was it always me? Khushi's devimaiyya...

Shot-2

Roaming my eyes over the hall way, I realised there's no way I can get hold of Khushi today. I don't know, how many festivals arrive in a month. My crazy family celebrates each and every day stating one or another thing. Am I inconsiderate to these festive days or is there really many festives arrive in a month? I don't know. May be I should start to keep tab on these things.

Sighing I climbed down the stairs. Life was not the same as calm as before.

"Khushi..." I called her hoping to get a smile and little conversation with her.

She glanced from her place smiling at me "Do you need anything arnavji?"

Before I could nod, Someone has to interrupt as a custom.

"Chotte, all the time when you're in home your wife was always with you. Won't you spare your time for us too?" Di asked with a pout as if they're letting us to spend sometime together.

Thinning my lips, I gave a forceful nod with clenched jaws. I don't understand where did my di disappeared who could perceive whatever in my mind even before I voice out. If she was like earlier, she would've came to know my annoyance right now than smiling at me like a clown.

Swallowing the bubbling irritation which in turn brewing into anger, I clenched my jaws seeing them engaged in their own world ignoring me.

"Di, you asked me spent some with you but when I am here you're engrossed in your work. This is not fair, I am going" Practically throwing the words in hurry I got up, at least I can finish my work than hearing their useless banters.

Turning back from the start of the stairs, I called "Khushi, come to room. I need some file"

Thank goodness, without pondering anything she stood up.

Making sure of her arrival behind me, I stride fastly to our room and hid behind the door, ready to close it as soon as Khushi enters.

Crap, what all I have to do to spend some time with her, with my own wife. As hearing the footsteps approaching the room, I glued to the wall as much as possible. Grinning like a teenager after satisfying with my plan, I waited for her to enter.

When I saw the shadow of a person at the exact doorstep, I pulled her inside and pushed her back on the door prisoning her between me and the door locking it simultaneously. It all happened in a blink that for the first time I couldn't hear her shocked voice.

Mentally patting myself for this wonderful idea, I raised my eyes and next moment my eyes widen as if it will pop out from its sockets and the person shrieked as well as me too.

"Bhai... It's MEEEE"

"Youuuuu... Aakash"

Never ever I was embarrassed in my life, like now.

Not giving him a chance to think, I pushed him out of the door in the same way I pulled him in. Later closed the door on his face, lest I can do mockery of ASR with my own actions.

***

What is the need to show desperateness laadgovernor. Can't he ask everything when I was in room? Nope, he has to come to living room and call me before everyone not ashamed to hide his eagerness. Hmphh..

My brows rises up in top notch seeing Jijaji standing before our room and staring at the closed door with horrified expression.

What happened to him?

When I asked the same he gave me a scandalized look and flewd from there.

What that look means?

Pushed opening the door I scanned the surroundings to have a glimpse of the owner of the room.

"Arnavji... Arnavji.."

'Don't know where this laadgovernor went' Twisting my lips, I thought to go down.

Not even I processed my decision, my eyes got blank.

What the hell!

Frantically I scratched my face and realised my eyes are refrained from vision. Someone tied my eyes.

My heart beats accelerated, drumming on my own ears in fear. I tried to open the knot.

"Leave me whoever you're.." I wriggled when someone held my struggling arm. Do I need extra introduction to know whose hands are those.

"Arnavji, leave me. What are you doing? Can anyone do this to their own wife.. Who would kidnap his wife.. Arna... Uff..." I swallowed my own words when a cloth was tied against my mouth.

I stretched my arms to hit him and the next instant my hands were tied.

"Uff..." I so wish to hit him. Struggling against him I couldn't obtain anything than inviting tiredness to myself.

No vision, no voice and hands restricted from access, I felt powerless and disoriented.

'Damn that laadgovernor, why hadn't he spoke anything' Cursing him, I was stupified when I found myself up from the ground.

I wiggled on his arms trying to get down from him.

"Trust me"

Would he need to say that word? If I hadn't have the trust in him I wouldn't have married him. Uffoo laadgovernor...

"Where're you taking me?" I asked analysing his walk, he's climbing down but where. I just hoped he would hear my question.

"Shh..."

I stilled inhaling his scent when he bend down shushing me.

Finding no way of escaping from him, I zipped my lips as well as actions.

He pushed me into the car and opened the knot against my mouth.

Exhaling a sharp breath "You laadgovernor, what are you doing? What must be our family think if we disappear like this?"

"Shut up Khushi. I don't care what they'll think what they decipher, I want to spend some time with you. And I am doing this" He replied arrogantly.

I opened my mouth to retort and heard him starting the engine.

"Arnavji, atleast inform them about our whereabouts"

"Why, so that they can accompany us and spoil all our moments" he said with mocking tone. I am sure his lips would be curled up in irritation.

"This is not fair" I mumbled accepting my defeat. Lately we've been into our families and work that we never got time like earlier.

The car came to halt after a painful travel of some hours. Thankfully, he switched on the stereo else I would've died out of the silence. All the way I can feel the change in climate. Earlier when we started form our home it was hot and many horns and cars can be heard. Later moving forward it reduced indicating a long way bypass ride. And now I can feel light chillness in my skin and I can able to classify the pure air. I asked him where we're for umpteenth time but heard nothing in response.

Where must we be? Farmhouse? No..no.. Our farmhouse would not take hours to reach.

Turning my head left and right, I waited for him to open my knot. He opened not the knot but car door and helped me to get down.

"Arnavji, open my eyes. I need to see"

I held my breath as he opened the knot and next minute my vision caught the sight before me leaving mesmerized.

"Arnavji. This..."

"Yours.." I jumped from my place hearing this beautiful house was mine.

"Beautiful arnavji" I chirped hugging him for this gift.

He broke the hug and held my palm gently in his pulling me "Come"

As excitement peep through my system I took each and every step admiring the green lushy forest and the house.

The chilled air is not too cold but soothing. Rustling of leaves and our steps were the only sound hearing around the vicinity.

I streched my free hand in air welcoming the fresh wind to wash my frame.

I stopped when he halted as he told "Leave your slippers here" and he slipped out of his shoes and socks. I did as he said.

While stepping inside, my feet came in contact with a white sheepskin rug. So soft like a baby.

He let us to the back and opened the balcony.

If the view treated me in the entrance was mesmerizing then what my eyes seeing now was enchanting. There in the opposite a river is running and flowers from various colours blossomed and far aside a mountain elevated presenting a alluring view.

"You like it?"

I nodded still relishing the new atmosphere.

"I LOVE YOU KHUSHI" I snapped at him when he shouted standing at the end of the balcony like a teenager with full of life.

When his voice echoed he glanced me and giggled stretching his arms.

Letting mine to clasp into his I shouted like him "I LOVE YOU TOO MY KIDNAPPER HUSBAND"

"What the!!"

"At least give leave to your what the" I pursued my lips and giggled running outside to the riverside.

From distant I can hear his careful, be safe, don't run... blah blah...

Putting my unpleated hairs into a bun, I dip my feet into the running water.

Chillness of atmosphere was reflected on the water. I felt a shiver run down my spine when the running water crossed me teasing my feet in the process.

I splashed the water feeling it's texture, when a strong arm clasped around my waist from behind.

"You like to ignore me right" He whispered breathing under my neck.

"Nahh..." I giggled splashing some water on his face.

"What the!!"

He wiped his face and stood horrified as I pushed him lightly splashing few more water.

"You.. khushi" He splashed water on me wetting my frame.

And what followed by was beyond craziness and now we both are fully wet from head to toe.

"Who asked you to splash water on me, see we both are wet fully" He said in worry dusting away the excess water.

"I did once for fun but who asked you to participate in the game" I drained my salwar by squeezing it and retorted back simultaneously.

"You're crazy. Still being inside the water you're draining your clothes, unbelievable. Then you can say you're brainy" He said pointed at me.

And I bend down slightly to notice, perhaps what he said was right. As soon as I left the salwar it got wet again.

"Come" He held my plam and pulled me gently to the house.

"Hey devimaaiyaa... We don't have spare cloths" I shrieked in horror.

How can we stay in this wet cloth in this chilly weather.

He tugged me gaining my attention "There's no need for that, I guess"

I opened my eyes and mouth in wide hearing his bold words.

"Have some shame arnavji..." I hit his arm playfully.

He shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly "I packed our clothes. By the way what did you thought?"

Hey devimaaiyaa, what is this? Staying with him I got polluted.

"Your nose turned red" I was back from my reverie when he tugged my nose.

Brushing it away to hide my embarrassment I ran inside. Following by cue he came crashed against my back hugging me.

"Arnavji..."

"Shh.. Don't go upstairs. Change in ground floor room"

What is in upstairs? My curiosity peeked when he dragged and pushed me inside the room. I know he's not trusting me in this matter.

As if waiting for me, he held out his palm as soon as I opened the door after changing into the red saree he had gotten with him. He's dressed in white shirt and jeans that I wish I could hide him from chudail eyes.

Slipping into his I stepped forward as he entwined our fingers and led us to the decorated dining area.

      

All my favourites and his were arranged neatly and the scented candles, rose petals gave the heavenly romantic feelings I ever felt.

Making me sit on the chair, he had his seat beside me. Before I could serve, he took charge and served all the dishes in a one single big plate. I frowned seeing him filling his favourite in that same plate. When I was going to took first bite he stopped me midway and inturn he fed me. Now I got it. Smiling I fed him the morsel I had. Instead of eating only the morsel he purposely licked my fingers making me go red. Hurriedly I took back my hand. He chuckled feeding me next morsel and it continued until we're full.

"Do you like the food?" He asked when we sat outside in each other arms.

I beamed at him and his eyes twinkled in joy.

"I love this surprise arnavji" I voiced out even before he ask it as I know he opened his mouth to ask the same.

"Do you feel bad about leaving our family back in Delhi?" Asked he that's when I realised I never asked where are we?

Palming his cheeks I whispered "Nope. Earlier when you literally kidnapped me, I was furious but later realised how much needed this little trip was. Where're we arnavji?"

"Mussoorie" He answered playing with my wet hairs.

"How do you like the place?"

"Do you need my words to describe how I am feeling right now?" I spoke holding direct eye contact with him.

He nodded as no.

"Come, it's getting cold outside" He gently pulled me up and wrapped his arms around my shoulder and mine across his torso and rested on his waist.

When I neared the stairs, I realised why he restricted me from going up.

It was full of candles and petals. Feeling it softness under my feet I giggled when some of them tickled me. He followed me in silence and I am sure he must be staring me like his candy. As the thought came across my brain, I felt shy all of sudden.

By reaching the room I stood speechless seeing the room. On one side there was a hanging bed and exact opposite to that there was a bath tub glowing in full of decoration.

Hey devimaaiyaa! Why would anyone decorate the bath tub? I mused.

"You don't know why?"

I jumped hearing his question and shaked my head as no in trance.

"No problem I'll tell you. Why to tell, I'll give you a demo"

There's something in this bath tub, but what? Why this laadgovernor is staring at me like.. like.. he'll eat me. Hey devimaaiyaa!!

When I was busy wondering about the bathtub, I failed to see him hovering over me. My breath stuck in throat when he leaned blowing on my face. My wet hair and his hot breath churned my insides. I closed my eyes by the sensation he caused me by pushing aside the tendrils on my shoulder.

His hand came around my waist teasing the bare skin and I curled my toes when he breathed against my lips.

His hard petals touched mine. An electric current ran down my entire form like always.

Not able to bear his ministrations I clenched his hairs at the nape of his neck as his lips trailed down the path. Like his lips, his arms measured my tresses and I tried hard to matching his steps.

No one knows when I stepped back dragging him to the hanging bed and fell down taking him against me and when his hands worked on me like mine on him.

Forgetting the whole world, I closed my eyes in his sensational web which was no less than a drug.

The naughty boy in him never forget his promise of showing a demo on that bathtub.

I'll never look at bathtub henceforth.

**

Third person POV

On the other side,

"Nani I don't know where khushiji is. I searched the whole house" Anjali cried at Nani lap.

"Call chotte, we should tell him" Nani wiped her tears.

"Where is bhai?" Aakash asked reaching there.

"He's in office. I saw him taking the car out" Payal answered, her face clearly showing how worried she was by her sister absence.

"Just now I spoke to Aman. He's not in office. Payal did you see khushiji with him?" Aakash asked working on his mobile to call his bhai.

"I saw only arnavji getting in" Payal voiced out in a low tone recalling the incident where she saw Arnav stepping into his car taking it out.

"His mobile is switched off..." Aakash frowned and like a spark he remembered how his bhai pulled him thinking khushi.

He connected the dots and shrieked reaching the conclusion "They must be together"

Like confirming his mobile beeped indicating message from Arnav proving his conclusion.

"What the!" Everyone opened their mouth in shock. Here they were worrying like anything without eating, weeping and he...

Shot-3

"Here comes the hijacker." A teasing voice greeted the couples who entered through front door, hand in hand.

Arnav shot a look at the voice of owner who is none other than his sister, Anjali.

Anjali wiggled her brows innocently and pursued her lips to avoid herself from broke out into fits of laughter.

"Hello hi bye bye... Finally they finished their honeymoonwaa... Bye bye to kidnapper and hello hi hi to workaholic Arnav bituwa."

"Bhai... You abductor? I can't believe." Aakash said for courtesy. Only he knows how he's cursing himself for not being bold like his bhai. He follows every step of his bhai, but still he couldn't learnt the guts from him in these matters. He longingly looked at Payal who's also throwing the same look towards him.

Arnav didn't give damn to their words and starting walking towards them unlike his wife who's literally blushing like tomato, finding ways to escape from family teasings.

Anjali craned her neck to left, hearing a cracking sound. Her lips turned mischievous in no second.

"Hadn't you escaped empty handed? Where does this big trolley comes from chotte? I thought it's not needed, you know what I mean."

Nani and Mami gaped at her words whereas Khushi eyes popped out. And she almost fainted hearing the next set of words from Arnav.

"You're right. We didn't needed this. But you see, Khushi wished to buy gifts for you all. So it's actually a gift bag."

Anjali zipped her mouth not wanting to get embarrassed. She thought she can have upper hand on teasing him which inturn backfired.

Payal cleared her throat and pulled Khushi towards her.

"I missed you Khushi."

"I missed you bhai." Aakash hugged Arnav like Payal doing to Khushi.

Arnav frowned at the sudden affection but nevertheless shrugged it. He have better works to do then ponder over his words. He is in desperate need of sleep.

"Khushi come." Called he before rushing to room.

"This is not fair chotte. It's been a week you scooped khushiji and vanished like air. So it's our time to spend some time with her." Anjali admonished hooking her arms around Khushi.

"Whatever."

He muttered, reading the wish of spending time with family in Khushi eyes.

"Hayee..."

Anjali squealed as if she got her favourite icecream and in no time Raizada clan surrounded Khushi and begun to hurl questions after questions about her abducted story. Khushi had hard time to keep herself calm amidst of mountain of teasings.

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"I am angry with you laadgovernor." Khushi breathed out on his face in annoyance.

He cocked his brows, sitting up groggily on the bed "Why?"

"What was the need to speak to di like that? You almost revealed what we did at Mussoorie." She huffed in irritation.

Arnav smirked and pulled her to him. His fingers readily trailed down her cheeks to its destination "What we did at Mussoorie?" Sleep was long forgetton.

She shivered at his proximity and cursed herself for caught in her own words.

"Don't change the topic." She said it after stuttering a lot.

"I am much into the topic. Tell me what we did?"

He dipped his head on her neck, nuzzling her shoulders.

"Stop it... I am sleepy." She whispered and flinched as the result of his assault.

"But I am not. And I already called you up to take rest. So it's your fault of not using that opportunity." He mumbled dragging his lips to south.

She gripped his shoulders, half sleepy and half in pleasure.

"Stop it na. Please... I feel sleepy. You didn't let me sleep in this whole week." Complained she.

"Lier. It's only nights, I didn't let you. But what madam did on daylights? Slept till noon and after running around Mussoorie in the name of sightseeing you wasted 12hours daily."

"Khushiji..." The couple jumped out of their skin hearing Anjali voice again.

He groaned in annoyance "Won't you have other work than disturbing me?"

"I didn't came to disturb you. You sleep chotte. I came here to call khushiji. We're having sleepover in my room."

"What the!" His face perfectly stolen khushi's 3 O's.

Anjali thinned her lips and dragged Khushi with her innocently.

"Khushi dammit." He punched the bed in anger.

'She didn't even spared a glance at me. As if she's a year old kid, she followed di like a puppy' He mused angrily.

Poor Arnav, never expected that  returning back to RM within a week will turn into a horrible decision. Next few days, all he did was eat, work, sleep. Not a kiss, not a hug,  loving her is a far away thing.

"Khushi, where's my medicine?" He yelled from his room hoping that Khushi will come up to their room from her not-so-called important chores. He purposely asked about medicine. He knows if it concerns his health she'll never take any chances. But sadly that didn't worked this time.

"Bhaiya, I'll search it for you. Khushi bhabhi is busy in kitchen making breakfast." HP turned up to his room instead of Khushi.

"If she's cooking, what's your job?"

"Bhaiya.. Khushi bhabhi insisted.." HP replied in fear.

"GET LOST."  He poured all his anger on poor HP who wished nothing but to go invisible near ASR.

He angrily rushed downstairs and entered into kitchen only to halt on his steps.

The ladies are busy talking about their day-out plans rather cooking like HP said.

"What's happening here?" His stern voice interjected their plans.

"Chotte... What are you doing here? Aren't you getting late for office?"

"Khushi come upstairs." He ordered and was about to go back.

"Arnavji, You're getting late. I'll arrange your breakfast. Come..." She grabbed his hand and made him sit on the chair. All his anger disappeared when she sat beside him and served him with care. He entwined his left hand with her and ate happily. Little did he know that, his family is not done yet.

"Chotte, we're planning to join on the picnic which was arranged by our ladies club."

"We?" He raised his brows in question and wiped his mouth with a tissue after finished eating.

"Me, Payalji and khushiji. Nani and Mamiji are going to Haridwar."

"Are you kidding me?"

Anjali furrowed her brows "What? I didn't get you chotte."

"It's been a week I properly had a talk with Khushi thanks to you all and now you're talking about some picnic. Khushi is not going to come. That's final."

"Arnavji... This is not fair. I am eager to join with them." Whined Khushi.

Anjali twisted her lips "Haan chotte, this is not fair. Don't be jealous."

Arnav looked at everyone and before the dining room goes uproarious, he whipped his head towards Khushi. Without delay, he smacked his lips on his Khushi petals. Khushi's eyes widen in terror whereas food went in wrong pipe for Aakash which made him cough badly. Anjali, Mami and Nani was shocked beyond the limit.

HP dropped the glass bowl in shock. Thankfully, that brought the Raizada's from shock but not the love birds.

"Chotte..." Nani called him in shock.

Khushi pushed his shoulders but whom she's kidding? He held her arms in captivation and tilted his head for more access.

"Hello...hiiii..." Remaining was dissolved in air.

"Bhai.."

"Think before taking such decisions." He said it with a hint of warning amidst of his heavy panting.

He patted Khushi cheeks to bring her back.

"Bye." He casually excused himself as if he did nothing.

Khushi looked like a ghost hit her. She can't believe he did something like that infront of family. She slowly averted her eyes to everyone who are looking at her with mischevious smile.

Afterall, she've to get the burnt of her husband.

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