After the sangeet ceremony of Arnav & Khushi, all the Guptas & the Raizadas sans dadi, were sitting in the hall of RM. All the guests had already left after enjoying the sangeet ceremony to the fullest. The cleaning staff had cleaned the mess & all the decorations, as the haldi function was about to happen the next day. The hall was now as before, devoid of any signs of sangeet ceremony held there, a few hours ago.

All were having a last round of refreshments, before retiring for bed. Everybody was exhausted to the bones but nobody seemed to cease gushing over Arnav for his unexpected & pleasantly surprising dance & his heart warming proposal to Khushi on the stage.

"Arnav bitwa.. you aalmasht gave a heart attackwa to your bootiphool mami by your dance. I nebher knows that my albays angry young man Arnav bitwa can dance as bhell. Bhat a phantashtik perpharmance it waj. Hello hi. Bye bye." Mami commented dipping a biscoot in her tea cup & dunking it in her widely opened mouth, not wanting her lipstick to ruin.

Everybody giggled at her comment but nodded their head in agreement that they were indeed shocked as well as pleasantly surprised by his unexpected performance.

"So true mami." Anjali chirped in. "I am still not able to believe that my Chhote, who has always stayed away from dance, performed so spectacularly today. Yes, he did dance twice with Khushiji before..." Anjali paused looking at Arnav & Khushi teasingly, who were sitting opposite to her, where the latter blushed & the former smirked at the mention of their previous passionate dances. Anjali continued. "But today, Chhotey actually left all of us flabbergasted with his mind-blowing solo performance, that too on Khushiji's favourite Salmanji's song. Hain na Shyamji??" Anjali asked her husband who was sitting next to her, fuming inwardly seeing Arnav & Khushi happy together.

"Ji.. Ji Rani Saheba." He agreed with a forced smile. "Ummm.. Rani Saheba.. I'm very tired & sleepy, so I'm going to our room." He urged standing up.

"Ok Shyamji. You go & rest. I will come in a while." Anjali replied sweetly & Shyam left the place, not being able to see Arnav & Khushi together.

"Yes Khushi bitiya.. To see Chhote dance this way was nothing less than a miracle. Yeh sab aap ke pyaar ka jadu hai. (This is the magic of your love)." Nani too voiced her happiness on seeing her usually arrogant grandson dance.

"Sahi kaha naniji.. Hamri Sankadevi to sach mein jaadugarni nikli. Hame to laga tha ki bahut jald Arnav bitwa bhi iss ki sangat mein Sanki hoi jayenge. Lekin iss ne to inhe dancer bana diya wo bhi ekdam phillum ke hero jaisan. Badhiya Arnav bitwa, bahutei badhiya naache ho. Jiyat raho. (Truly said naniji. Our Sankadevi is a real magician. I had expected Arnav bitwa to turn crazy as her soon in her company but she turned him into a dancer, that too like film heroes. Excellent Arnav bitwa, you danced excellently) Buaji wasn't behind in praising her elder damaadji. She warded off evil eyes from her Arnav bitwa even though sitting a bit far from him.

Payal who was sitting on the other side of Khushi, nudged her with her elbow teasing her more & making her cheeks redder.

Arnav was feeling uncomfortable & edgy with all the praises for his dance as that was the last thing he wanted right now. He had some other plans going on in his mind for his Khushi & him.

"Nannav mere bhai. You are setting romance goals for the bachelors. Right Akash??" NK said winking at Akash.

"Ummm... NK bhai.. I'm no more a bachelor.. Remember.." Akash replied gesturing towards his wife Payal. "So it's only you now 'a bachelor', he air quoted, "who has to beat bhai in romance." Akash said winking back at NK who smiled sheepishly, getting trapped himself. Everybody laughed at his expense.

Arnav rolled his eyes at his over the top & exaggerating family. He was dying to spend some time with his Khushi as they are not suppose to meet after haldi. So he wants to spend some romantic moments with his Khushi before that. But his family is not ready to leave them alone.

Aren't they tired after today's exhausting day? Why aren't they retiring to their rooms? he wondered looking at the beaming faces of his family where he couldn't see an ounce of sleep visible in their eyes.

"But seriously bhai. What a performance it was." Akash praised his bhai clapping happily & everybody else too joined him & a huge round of applause erupted in the hall of RM, but Khushi was the loudest to clap for her Arnavji.

"Yes Arnavji.. Jijaji is absolutely right." Khushi shouted cheerily, standing up from the sofa. "You danced so amazingly. Ekdam dhinchak." She expressed her happiness twisting her waist excitedly. "& thank you so much for proposing me in full on filmy style. You fulfilled all my wishes." She said thanking him heartily, happily.

Arnav's heart swelled seeing his Khushi's happy face due to his small dance performance & a marriage proposal from him.

"But don't know when will I get to see you dance that way again?" Khushi pouted cutely.

Arnav just wanted to grab her face & mesh her pouted lips with his desperate ones & suck on them till they were swollen.

"Oh.. That's not an issue Khushiji." NK jumped excitedly in his place, bringing Arnav out of his romantic fantasy. "If you want you can see that same dance right now Khushiji." NK said bringing the smile back on Khushi's face but Arnav's face was horror stuck.

Hope this fool NK isn't going to ask him to dance again for Khushi. Not that he can't. He can, if it makes his Khushi happy. But right now he has some other plans to make her & himself happy by spending some quality, romantic time together. Arnav mused to himself.

"Really Nanheji? How?" Khushi asked excitedly & the other's were no less excited to know the same.

"Arey.. I have recorded Nannav's complete dance performance in my camcorder. So we can watch his dance, whenever we want." NK supplied proudly.

Arnav sighed in relief as he won't have to dance again in the middle of the night. But his relief was short lived after hearing NK's next words.

"Do you want to watch it right now?" NK asked & Khushi nodded her head vigorously like a bobble head doll & so did the others.

Arnav felt like strangling NK for such a suggestion at this time.

"Yes. We want to see it again. Right now." Everybody replied in chorus.

Arnav hit his palm to his forehead. Why is his mad family & his crazy Khushi hell bent on ruining his romantic plans?

"OK, then I will get my camcorder from my room & we all will watch Nannav's dance together again." NK said & was about to go to his room when Arnav stopped him.

"NK.. It's quite late & everybody is tired. We all should go to bed now. Akash will drop uncle, aunty & buaji in his car & I will drop Khushi in mine. Let's go Akash." Arnav announced not giving anybody a chance to retort & he started pulling Khushi by her hand towards the exit door. At least he will get Khushi all for himself in the car.

But Khushi stopped him holding his hand.

"Arnavji, I want to watch your dance once again. I was so shocked then that I couldn't enjoy it properly at that time. So I want to watch it now properly, without missing a single step of your dance." Khushi requested with her ever so cute pout, making Arnav grit his teeth in self control.

Here he is ready to give her live telecast of his romantic gestures but she is hell bent on watching his recorded dance. Arnav bit his tongue controlling himself from shouting the same loudly to her.

"Khushi..We can watch it some other time as the camcorder is in our house only. Your parents & buaji must be tired & need rest. So we should leave. Hain na buaji??" Arnav asked buaji, looking expectantly at her.

Buaji looked at her Sankadevi. "Please buaji." Khushi beseeched with a puppy face.

"Ummm.. Arnav bitwa.. Now as my Sankadevi is going to get married in 2 days, how can I refuse her for anything? Jahaan itni der hoi gai, wahaan dus minute ki der aur sahi. Kyun Garima??" (Now when it's already late, 10 minutes more won't harm. Isn't it Garima??) buaji asked Garima who nodded in agreement.

"Yayyy..." Khushi jumped excitedly & ordered NK to get the camcorder from his room before anybody else objects.

NK rushed to do the bid.

Arnav gritted his teeth hard cursing NK for giving such a suggestion in the first place.

NK got the camcorder & attached it to the huge plasma TV of the living room.

Everybody got seated comfortably on the plush sofas to watch THE ASR dance on Salman Khan's song.

To Arnav's luck, Khushi sat beside him otherwise he had full confidence that she would seat with his joker cousin NK & both crazy friends would whistle & clap crazily seeing him dance on the screen.

HP repeated the refreshments to everybody. When he reached his Arnav bhaiya to offer him coffee, Arnav glared at him furiously "I don't want." He snapped, taking out all his anger & frustration at the poor fellow, who ran away into the kitchen to save his dear life.

Arnav's dance started on the screen & all were enjoying enthusiastically as if they were watching a miracle, though it wasn't any less then one.

Arnav saw everybody's eyes engrossed to the screen. Taking the chance, he grabbed Khushi's one hand in his. Khushi smiled at him & then turned back to the screen.

Arnav started caressing her palm. He had just lifted it to his mouth to kiss it, when Khushi pulled back suddenly to clap with the others as the fast beat of the song had started along with Arnav's fast dance steps .

Arnav clenched his jaws. He inhaled & exhaled to control his frustration.

He saw that his proposal moment had started on the screen & simultaneously here, his romantic nerves started bouncing crazily inside him.

He moved closer to Khushi, who was looking dreamily at the screen. Her eyes awestruck at her Arnavji's proposing style.

Arnav moved her hair back from her shoulder & started nuzzling his nose at her cheek & neck inhaling her intoxicating fragrance.

Khushi was so lost in Arnav's dance on the screen that she couldn't recognize that it's her Arnavji tickling her senses in real. She thought of it as a mosquito or a fly & slapped on her cheek to shoo it away.

But unfortunately, it was Arnav's cheek which was rewarded with the slap for his ministrations.

WHAT THE!! Arnav mumbled angrily moving his head back & that got Khushi's attention.

"What happened Arnavji??" She saw Arnav's eyes shut tight which was actually in frustration but Khushi thought he is sleepy. "Are you feeling sleepy, Arnavji??" Khushi asked lovingly, palming his cheek & all his anger vanished instantly.

He opened his eyes & decided to tell Khushi his wish to spend some time with her in their room. He placed his hand over hers on his cheek. But before he could say anything, everybody started clapping loudly as his performance had ended on the screen & Khushi pulled her hand back with a jerk, alarmingly.

Arnav fisted his palm over his cheek, frustrated.

"Mazaa aa gaya Chhote." Anjali gushed again. "But to tell you the truth, I just love your & Khushiji's dance on TERI MERI song on Akash & Payaji's sangeet. Haaye.. It was so passionate." Anjali said dreamily & Khushi turned scarlet.

Arnav forced a smile at his dii.

"Dii.. That dance is also there in my camcorder. Do you want to watch it??" NK asked & before Arnav could object, everybody agreed to NK.

Arnav felt like banging his head to the nearby pillar at his crazy family's increasing craziness at this hour of the night.

But he decided to just pull Khushi with himself to their room without asking or informing anybody now. But again his crazy Khushi beat him to it as he saw her adjusting herself more comfortably on the sofa, folding both her legs & watching the screen with alacrity, completely ready for the next show which was their own dance performance.

He saw everybody watching their dance with bated breath & without blinking their eyes. Well, their dance was worth it. He agreed to himself, smirking.

He too darted his eyes on the screen to see their dance. But all he could see was his Khushi looking extremely beautiful & sexy in that green saree & unbound hair. His romantic hormones took a desirous speed.

He circled his arm around Khushi's shoulder & pulled her to his chest. Khushi was still lost in their dance on the screen. Holding her face he started giving feathery kisses on her neck, moving up to her cheek. Khushi felt ticklish & she giggled, now very much aware of her Arnavji's actions.

Giving a glance towards the audience who seemed busy looking at the screen, he turned Khushi's face & pressed his lips on hers. But Khushi pushed him immediately as if electrocuted.

WHAT THE!! Now Arnav was damn angry.

"What are you doing Arnavji? What if anybody sees us like this?" Khushi chided him in a low voice, not wanting others to hear.

"So what should I do Khushi?? Here I'm dying to spend some quality time with you & you are busy watching us on the screen, when I'm ready to give you a live telecast." He whisper yelled, clutching her forearms.

"But Arnavji, like this, in front of everybody, it doesn't look nice." Khushi said softly, sensing his anger.

"You know what Khushi... Just forget it. You enjoy this musical show with everybody & I'm going to my room. Good night." Arnav snapped angrily, standing up from the sofa. Glaring at the TV screen, he marched towards the stairs, off to his room.

Khushi called out to him but in vain.

Seeing everybody's concentration on the TV, Khushi sighed relieved that nobody witnessed their small quarrel.

Seems the family is on a spree to watch the whole tape of Payash's sangeet night as even after Arshi's sizzling dance ended, nobody volunteered to switch off the TV & they were watching the recording of the further performances of that night.

Khushi tried to concentrate on the screen but her eyes were again & again looking back towards the stairs, expecting her Arnavji to come back.

After almost fifteen minutes she wasn't able to hold herself & sit there with the family when her Laad Governor is angry on her & must be releasing steam from his nose & ears, turning his room into a sauna chamber.

Without coming to anybody's notice, she swiftly made her way away from everybody & started climbing the stairs towards her Laad Governor's room to manofy him.

"Ye Laad Governor bhi na. Na jagah dekhte hai na waqt aur kahin bhi shuru ho jaate hai." (This Laad Governor never bothers about the place & time & just starts with his ministrations). She was mumbling to herself as usual.

But as soon as she reached her Arnavji's room, she shut her mouth as she could hear somebody else mumbling.

She perked her ear to listen properly & recognized it to be her Laad Governor's voice.

But what is he mumbling, that too alone because everybody else is there down in the living room, thought Khushi.

Hey Devi Maiyya.. Is my Laad Governor turning into Sankadevi as per buaji's prediction?? Khushi got worried. Waise.. I don't mind. At least he will stop releasing steam from his nose & ears like a steam engine & will become sweet like me. Khushi smiled in self-praise. But don't make him clumsy like me devi maiyya, otherwise who will save me from falling every now & then. Ek hi clumsy sankadevi bohot hai Devi Maiyya. She chuckled at her own crazy thoughts.

But what is this Laad Governor mumbling?? She moved closer & plastered her ear to the closed door, to hear properly.

Khushiii... Ohhhh my Khushi... I Love you baby.... Ahhhhhh.... Ohhhhh... My Khushi... My sweetheart... I love you so much... Ahhhhhh... Ahhhhhh... Khushi.... Ahhhhh... Ahhhhh

Khushi blushed profusely, hearing him calling her with such loving endearments & confessing his love to her again & again.

Awwwww... My Laad Governor loves me so much. She kissed the closed door lightly as if it were her Arnavji's cheek.

But why is he moaning this way as if he is in some kind of pain? Khushi twitched her eyebrows. Did he harm himself in anger & now he is moaning, whimpering in pain? Her breath stuck in her throat & her heart beat increased in fear. She kept one hand at her heart & the other on the door, which opened immediately, without any noise as it was not bolted from inside.

Khushi rushed inside & was about to call her Arnavji's name when her eyes fell on his figure, lying on the bed.

She scrunched her face as she wasn't able to fathom the scene initially.

She saw her Arnavji lying on his back. His eyes were half open half closed, just like when her own eyes appear when she looks at her sweet & syrupy jalebis, ecstatically. His lips were still mumbling the same thing she heard through the shut door.

Moans. Whimpers. Confession. Endearments.

But why are his forearms moving back & forth??

Her eyes travelled from his forearms, to his hands & then to his both palms, which were wrapped around his....his... Hawwwwwww... She whispered to the air & gulped hard. Her unbelievably widened eyes resembled saucers, on the verge of falling down from their sockets. Her mouth open wide like a gasping fish.

"Hawwwwww Arnavji...." This time she uttered loudly enough to gain otherwise-lost-in-pleasure Arnav's attention.

He immediately turned his head towards the door & found his Khushi standing like a statue, with her eyes & mouth widely open.

Shocked Arnav frantically raised himself from the bed & stood facing Khushi but forgot to cover his little soldier, who was now standing in complete attention to the lady of his master.

Khushi gasped louder when her eyes dropped down & she immediately covered her face with her palms.

Arnav followed her vision down on himself to understand his folly. He immediately pulled his sweat pants up, covering his little soldier, muttering curses to himself for forgetting to bolt the door, before indulging into self pleasure.

With her palms on her face, Khushi turned around & was about to exit the room, when the doors were shut with a force.

Hot breaths on her neck indicated her of the presence of her Laad Governor behind her.

She slowly removed her palms off her face & found herself caged between the shut doors in front & her Arnavji resting his palms on the shut door behind her.

"Khushi.." He husked in her ear turning her around to himself, holding her forearms.

He decided to explain to her that it's a normal physical activity to satisfy ones sexual desire without a partner. His naive Khushi must not be aware of any of it. He didn't want her to get scared or have some weird notions after witnessing his most taboo moment.

He slowly lifted her face, holding her chin. Her eyes were still shut tight.

"Khushi.." He called her again softly, expecting her to open her eyes but she hugged him tight instead.

He caressed her back & hair, calming her nervousness.

"Now if you won't let me touch you then I have to look for other options to satisfy my desire for you." He joked trying to start the matter on a lighter note.

"I'm sorry, Arnavji." She apologised into his chest.

Arnav thought that she is apologizing for barging in the room suddenly & watching something which might be so scandalous for her.

He pulled back a bit & cradled her face in his hands. "Khushi, that's ok sweetheart." He said kissing her forehead affectionately, trying to convey that he is not angry at her.

"No Arnavji, I'm sorry for not letting you touch me the way you wish. What to do as I'm not able to shed my inhibitions regarding physical intimacy before marriage. My beliefs, my morals don't permit me to do so." She confessed, holding his hands on her cheeks.

"It must be so painful for you to control your desires every time we are together & then you have to take respite in such options despite having a partner." She said gesturing towards the bed behind him, indirectly mentioning of the activity he was engrossed in a while ago.

She was feeling guilty as well as embarrassed.

Arnav's eyes widened in surprise, hearing such words from her. He had expected a wailing Khushi, a shy Khushi or a completely clueless Khushi anything but not this mature Khushi in this matter.

"Khushi, you.." He cleared his throat. "You know what I was doing & why?" He asked with hesitation.

Khushi nodded her head meekly.

Arnav was shell-shocked. Here he was worried that he will have to explain his gullible Khushi in detail about everything but she bowled him with her knowledge on such matters.

"How.. How do you know Khushi? I mean, don't take me wrong but looking at your reservations on such intimate matters, it's quite shocking for me to know that you have good knowledge of these things." He asked looking curiously at her.

Khushi bit her lower lip feeling a bit embarrassed to reply. But nonetheless she did.

"Through internet." She replied hesitantly.

"What the!! You surf all these things on internet, Khushi?" He asked unbelievably.

"Nooooo...." She replied instantly feeling offended.

"Then?" He probed further, arching his eyebrows.

"Wo actually.. I used to feel weird kind of dhak-dhak & acidity whenever you were around in our initial days. I was too shy to even ask anybody about it. So I thought to surf on internet about the causes & remedies for the same. So that way one information led to another & I got all kind of knowledge. From love to romance &... " She trailed away looking everywhere but him.

"So that means you very well know what happens between a husband & wife after marriage.. Right?" He asked to confirm.

She nodded & hid herself in his chest. Too shy to even look at him.

He chuckled loudly enveloping her shy form in his arms.

"I feel so relieved knowing that Khushi. Otherwise I thought that the naive & gullible you are, I will have to stay celibate all my life." He joked making her smile.

Staying in his arms for a while she raised her head from his chest.

"I'm sorry Arnavji for not understanding your wish of spending some time together with me downstairs." She apologised kissing his cheeks one by one.

"Well, you definitely deserve a punishment for that Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Raizada." He said smirking. His eyes full of naughtiness.

Before she could understand anything, her lips were captured in a passionate kiss by her Laad Governor. He was sucking on her soft lips crazily as if he were actually punishing her. Khushi too reciprocated with equal fervour.

Need of oxygen forced them to part their hungry lips.

"I love you, Khushi." He said pecking her thoroughly kissed lips again.

"I love you too, Arnavji." She replied with her beautiful smile.

"By the way Khushi, you deserve more punishment for making me so desperate for you & for all the wait I have to bear to have you." Arnav said tucking her hair strand behind her ear & caressing her cheeks with the back of his fingers.

"I'm ready for any kind of punishment, Arnavji." She replied bravely.

Arnav's eyes sparkled & his heart filled with more love & pride for her.

"Ok, then be ready to have many sleepless nights as a punishment after our marriage, as I'm not going to let you sleep even a wink by drowning you in my immense love & unbound passion for you, starting from our suhaagraat." He said with sheer intensity in his eyes & voice, which was enough to give goose bumps to Khushi all over her body.

She gulped hard.

"What happened sweetheart? Scared already?" He husked seductively, caressing her exposed midriff.

But it seems Khushi was on a shocking spree today.

"I accept your punishment Laad Governor." She shouted & smooching his lips hard for one last time, she opened the doors at a lightening speed & ran out of his room, giggling all the way. Lest he gets hold of her & starts with the punishment now itself. Though he tried to stop her but she was faster than him & all he could do was chuckle shaking his head at his childlike wife's craziness.

The end.

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