Part 79 Who's Money?

"But, Arnavji... is it necessary for me to come to Australia?"

"Yes... Stephan wants us to visit Auckland. He wants to give as a treat... we can't say NO to him..."

Khushi nodded yes and Arnav smiled at her as she is going to get a great surprise in Auckland...

Arnav clutched her hand and pulled her towards him. She sat beside him on the bed.

"I never knew my designs will get respected," Arnav said.

"You and your designs deserve to be respected..." she said touching his cheek.

"What about you? You are the one who found it good and sent..." He back questioned her.

She chuckled.

"I have no problem if you respect me too. And..."

Before she completed the stance, Arnav pulled her on his lap.

"What's this?" She widened her eyes.

"I'm going to respect you from head to toe..." he whispered.

Khushi looked at him, widening her eyes... Arnav did the same and laughed at her.

"Respect? And this?" She asked sarcastically.

Arnav nodded yes pressing his lips.

"Didn't I say you look dashing in this black saree? You should be happy that I didn't lose my control in front of the people..." he winked.

"You too look smoking hot in the black suit..." she dashed her forehead with his.

"Really? But you didn't look at me at the party?" he asked.

"Who said? Would I ogling at you as you do?" she asked controlling her laugh.

"Won't you?"

She nodded her head left to right.

"No... I would keep looking at you but no one knows... I will glance at you...unlike you... eating me by your eyes..."

"It seems I have to learn many things from you...I don't know you have such a special talent."

He leaned on her making her lie down on the bed. Drawing a line from her forehead to neck, he stopped and looked at her dizzily. Khushi circled his neck and pulled him down. Without wasting a single second, they got united with an obsessive Kiss... they didn't stop the action with the kiss and they don't want to. They continued the action until they reached the highest pleasure. They killed all their hesitation and getting close to each other, day by day...mentally as well as physically. Sleeping sweaty became their normal routine... should mention, they liked it.

The next day

Khushi finished bathing and was wiping her wet hair, sitting in front of the mirror whereas Arnav was in the bathroom. Khushi took her mobile, removing the charger which was being attached to it. She attended the call as it was from Shashi. Her face got filled with a bright smile, seeing her father's name flashing.

"Babuji...how are you?" she asked excitedly.

Without telling her about how he is, he said,

"I would like to tell you something. Are you free now?" his voice sounded low.

"What happened, Babuji? Anything serious?" she became panic.

"I don't know whether it is serious..."

"I can't understand..." she frowned.

"At the time of your marriage, I was lack of money. I thought to take a loan for your marriage. But, Arpita's husband stopped me and gave me money and said that he saved it for his sister's marriage."

"Really?" Khushi was surprised because Vijay was not the kind of man who has a helping tendency.

"Haan...but it's not true..." Shashi gulped.

"Means...?" she couldn't understand what he wants to say.

"It's not his money."

"Then...?"

"Arnav's..." Shashi broke the egg.

"Whaaaat!"

Khushi's shock was not estimated. Arnav gave his father money for their marriage expenses? Really...?

"Yes, beta... it seems Arnav got to know about my need for money. He helped me through Vijay." Shashi said.

"How do you know Babuji?" She questioned.

"I had kept Garima's all the jewels in the mortgage to give his money back. That's when Vijay said that Arnav was the one who gave the money... I have to give the money back to Arnav Beta... can I come to AR to give it to him?"

Shashi was hesitating to come to RM as he was hell embarrassed because Raizadas may get to know about it if he goes to RM.

"I will ask him and let you know Babuji..." She said choking.

"Ok, Beta... and I have to thank him too..."

"Mmm"

Not only Shashi but also Khushi wants to thank Arnav.

"Bye..."

"Bye babuji..." she said with tear flowing cheek.

Disconnecting the call, she wiped the tears off. Arnav came from the washroom and saw that. He came to her hurriedly.

"Khushi... what happened? Why are you crying?" he asked panicking.

"Babuji called me..." she said looking at his eyes.

"Anything serious?"

She nodded no.

"Then why are you crying Khushi?" There was restlessness on his face.

"Jeejaji had given him money for our marriage..."

Khushi saw his facial expression change.

"But, it's not his money..." She said noticing him.

Arnav looked somewhere and sighed. In no time, Khushi hugged him and cried.

"Khushi... Khushi listens to me..."

"Thank you so much Arnavji..."

"Shh... don't cry," he said tapping her back.

Breaking the hug, Arnav wiped her cheek.

"Babuji wants to give it back to you... he asked me about coming to AR..." she said gulping down.

"He no needs to give it to me..."

"But, Arnavji..."

"You know... it's a very less amount...I won't get a loss in business if I didn't get it back... he spent the money for OUR marriage only...and he is also our family... so tell him, don't... Ok?"

She again hugged him and nodded ok. This time, Arnav also hugged her with a smile.

"Khushi..." he uttered her name huskily.

"Mmm?"

"How uncle got money to give it to me?" he asked getting doubt.

"He mortgaged Amma's jewels..." she spilt the beans.

"What the... this is why I wanted to help him... I know he will do something like this..." he said disappointedly.

"How do you know?" She asked.

"NK told Di once about your family condition and Uncle's loan before you join in AR..."

"Ohh..."

"Ask him to take the jewels back from the mortgage..."

"Mmm"

"Look, you can help your father... who is there for them to help other than you?" he questioned her.

"Mmmm..."

"You must help them. Girls also have responsibility for their parents... Don't forget that" he said strictly.

Khushi nodded ok smilingly.

"Go and get ready for the office... tomorrow, we are going to Auckland." He said casually.

"You said we are going next week?" She asked with confusion.

"It's for an Australian fashion show... before that, we are going to Stephan's place." He said seriously.

"Ohh... but Arnavji... I have no appropriate dress accordingly... we have no time to do shopping..." she said worriedly.

"Khushi, have you forgotten who you are? Take suitably designed dresses from the AR collection. You are not allowed to wear salwar and sarees in Australia."

"But why?"

"You are Queen of the fashion world... so, dress accordingly."

"Don't you like my dressing style?" she asked pouting.

"I like it very much. But in this trip, you are going to be a model to AR..." He smiled.

"Stop making fun Arnavji..." she hit his shoulder.

"Fun? I'm serious..." he was really serious.

"I won't be good in those dresses, Arnavji..."

"Who said? Who else could be beautiful other than my wife?"

Khushi sulked. She didn't know whether Arnav is making fun or serious.

"Ok... I will choose your outfits for this trip...OK?"

Arnav started, getting ready to AR whereas Khushi was thinking about the trip and her outfits.

To be continued...