Part 12 New Feelings

Khushi brought a jet tiffin box from her cabin and gave it to Arnav. He took it from her smiling.

"Thank God, you are not angry with me" he smiled.

Without wasting time, he opened the box and started eating the aalu and poori.

"Mmmm... So tasty..." He said, relishing it.

Khushi smiled, seeing him eating like a kid

"Khushi, why not you start a restaurant?" He asked while eating.

"Restaurant?" She sulked in confusion.

"I will eat in your restaurant every day. No need to hesitate to ask your handmade food" He smiled whereas Khushi laughed.

"Your dexterity is amazing... Fantastic..." He praised.

Khushi smiled slightly. She waited until he finishes.

"Thank you, Khushi... For making me feel special by your handmade food"

"That's ok sir" taking her tiffin box, she left his cabin.

Arnav leaned on the seat feeling pleasant. This is the first homemade food he ate after his college days. He ate from his friend's box when he was in college. But those were not tasted like Khushi's food. It seems she cooks well. He felt delighted.

The next day

Arnav met Abhi as usual on the bus. That day, Abhi didn't hide from Arnav. Both were shared a warm smile.

"Will you come here coming Sunday? Arnav asked.

Abhi nodded no.

"Why?"

"Mumma won't allow me to go anywhere, Sir"

"Then, when will you come to my home?"

Abhi nodded his head like, I don't know. The bus left. Arnav signed.

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Arnav was working in his cabin. He raised his head hearing a knock.

"Come in"

He saw Khushi entering with a smile. He also smiled at her. She kept a lunch bag on his table. Arnav lifted his brows with a smile.

"It's not necessary to be a restaurant owner to provide you food every day, I suppose," she said seriously.

"Thank you for showing mercy on this orphan..." He said and it pricked Khushi.

"Somehow, everyone Is an orphan sir... No matter how many people we have around us, people make us feel like an orphan sometimes. It's better to be alone than being surrounded by fake relatives, sir" she said in one go. She doesn't know why did she pour her feelings in front of him.

Arnav was looking at her awestruck.

"I'm sorry... If I hurt you," he said.

"No sir... I... Just..." She left the cabin.

What happened to her? Why did she outrage people? Is she facing problems in her life because of her relatives? Doesn't she have anyone for her help? It seems she has faced a hard time due to people. Will she tell him if he asks her about it? Just today, she brought him lunch, considering him as her friend. What if she stops talking to him if he takes advantage? What if she becomes rigid towards him? Let's watch her... If time permits, he may get a chance to talk about her life and family.

Khushi came out of Arnav's cabin. She saw Sheetal smirking at her. Without giving heed to her, she went to her cabin. Sheetal came to her cabin following Khushi.

"What's the matter Khushi, a tiffin box went to Boss's cabin?"

Khushi looked at her with a stern gaze.

"Poor man... He would have craved for homemade food. Am I right?"

Without answering, Khushi opened a file and started going through it.

"You never give heed to anyone and anything. Then why now?"

"Do you want me to stop providing food to our Boss?" Khushi asked.

"Not at all... You can surely give him but tell me the reason that why he is getting special attention from you that no one got so far?"

"Sheetal... Have you finished the project reference?"

"Of course, submitted too..."

"That's good... Let me do my work"

"You do... Who is stopping you?"

"You..."

"Me? I will leave if you give me one answer. One word answer is enough"

"Why? Why are you so keen to know about our Boss? Are you planning to trap him?" Khushi cornered her in HER WAY.

"Stop talking rubbish Khushi... I don't have such intention"

"Then why are you so interested? Don't I know, in the pretext of questioning me, you are trying to get information about our Boss, right?"

"Why would I inquire about him?"

"What question is this, Sheetal? Why would an unmarried woman inquiry about a rich, eligible bachelor?"

"Khushi, you are talking unwanted..."

"Why? If you talk, it's wanted... If I talk, is it unwanted?"

Sheetal left Khushi's cabin. Khushi smirked. This is how Sheetal should be shut.

......

Arnav saw Khushi entering his cabin. He stood from his seat and came close to her. In no time, he clutched her hand and pulled her towards him. Hugging her tightly, he pressed his lips on hers. They shared a mind-blowing kiss forgetting one another. Arnav caressed her back with half-closed eyes while kissing her. That's when they heard a knock on the door. Khushi got apart from him.

Arnav woke up from his sleep jerking. He gulped hard, finding himself on his bed. It looked dark outside. He saw the clock and it was 4 am. Didn't he kiss Khushi? Was that ONLY a dream? He closed his eyes. It felt like he truly kissed her. He felt her nearness. He felt her body touching his. But why did he get such a dream? Why it's Khushi? Why? Maybe, she is the ONLY one who it's showing CARE for him. She is the only one who stood for him... Who supported him... She is a lovely girl after all. How does it feel if he gets her as his wife?

He somewhere heard that the dreams are nothing but our own WISHES and FEAR. Dreams are all about what our heart needs. Does he want this? He smiled. Suddenly his mind got occupied with fear. Is it right to think about a girl this way? She helped him... she is concerned about him... it doesn't mean he can take advantage of her. He should not forget who he is... he is an orphan... But, it seems Khushi has no problem with it. What's wrong is he want to marry her? He is not going to do time pass with her though. Marrying someone is wrong or what? Let's see... where does this issue take him... Arnav laid on the bed again.

The next day

Arnav looked unusually excited. He felt like seeing Khushi. He waited for her to come. As expected, she came to his cabin with his lunch bag. Arnav sensed something is happening in him.

"Good morning, Sir" she kept the bag on his table.

Arnav nodded yes and kept a file on the table.

"Could you explain to me about this project, Khushi?" he intentionally asked her even though he knew about the project thoroughly. He wanted to keep her with him for a while. His LOOK towards Khushi got changed completely. He didn't look at her ever before like he was doing NOW.

"Sure, Sir"

Arnav tried to resist himself from thinking about the dream. He almost failed. He could not resist his poor heart. His sight fell on his thin, attractive lips. He gulped down hard, recalling how he kissed her in his dream.

Khushi finished explaining about the project.

"Any questions sir?"

Arnav nodded no. Khushi was about to stand from the chair,

"What do you think about dreams, Khushi?"

Khushi frowned.

"Dreams?"

"Yeah... I had seen a dream last night. Will the dream come true?"

Khushi didn't ask him about the dream because she didn't feel it manners.

"In which time, did you see the dream, sir? Usually, early morning dreams come true..."

"I had seen the dream early in the morning 4 o'clock"

"Really? Then your dream will come true... I hope it was a GOOD one"

"Yessss... it was a very good dream"

"That's nice" She stood from the chair and about to go,

"Won't you wish my dream to come true?"

Khushi smiled. She extended her hand towards him. Arnav looked at her hand and then her face. He clutched her hand neither so soft nor did so hard.

"I wish your dream to come true, sir"

"Will you pray for me?"

Khushi nodded ok thoughtfully.

"thanks"

"Pleasure is mine, sir..."

"Mine too..." he murmured.

Khushi left his cabin. Arnav was looking at her fading figure. Within a night, his total gesture towards Khushi got changed. A single dream changed everything between them. He supposed.

To be continued...