Part 49 Request

Arnav was gazing at Khushi like she was an angel who came from heaven. But, Khushi looked cool like she did nothing.

"Khushi beta, go and get your sister here," Nani said.

Khushi nodded yes and went to her room.

"Chotte, you too go with Khushi. You must meet Khushi's family"

Arnav nodded ok.

"Try to bring her sister here"

"Ok" Arnav walked to his room.

He came to their room, all the way thinking about Khushi. He saw her thinking something while combing her hair.

PEOPLE WILL RUN AWAY ONLY IF THEY DON'T LOVE THEIR SPOUSE. IT WON'T HAPPEN IN OUR MATTER BECAUSE I LOVE ARNAVJI.

Khushi's words echoed in his ears. Arnav silently moved to the closest. Taking his clothes, he went to the washroom. He came within a few minutes of getting ready. Khushi looked at him.

"Are you going somewhere?" She asked.

"Nani asked me to take you to your sister's house"

"Are you coming with me?" She asked unbelievably.

"Don't you want me to come with you?" He gave a question as an answer.

Khushi smiled pleasantly and nodded yes.

"Don't you?"

She nodded no.

"No?"

"I mean, yes"

"Yes or no?"

"Please come"

Arnav smiled.

"Are you ready?"

"It's my pehla rasui. I should cook something today. After that, we can leave" Khushi said.

"Ok"

Khushi came to the kitchen and prepared breakfast. She served it to Arnav and Nani. They ate it relishing.

"Wow, halwa and poori are awesome, Khushi bitiya..." Nani was openly flattered whereas Arnav tasted it silently.

"Isn't it, Chotte?" Nani asked Arnav.

"Haan...? Haan... Very tasty," Arnav said.

After completing breakfast, they went to Shali Villas. When they reached there, Anjali's neighbors saw Khushi with the famous music director, Arnav Singh Raizada. A few of them gossiped in between them and the few surrounded them to get Arnav's autograph. Khushi gulped down in fear. Arnav and autograph? She remembered her broken cycle with a weird facial expression. Arnav didn't miss noticing it. He started putting autographs with a mild smile on his lips. That amazed Khushi. She waited until Arnav finished. Arnav checked her from time to time whether she was there or not. He thought she might go inside, leaving him, with the urge of meeting her sister. But, Khushi didn't show urgency to meet Anjali.

Anjali heard a noise from inside. She opened the door to ask security about it. She got stuck, seeing the crowd in front of her house and Khushi standing a little away from the crowd.

"Khushiiiiiiii..." She rushed out and hugged Khushi.

"Di..." Khushi reciprocated it.

"Is Arnav Singh Raizada here...?"

"To meet you" Khushi smiled.

"Is it?"

Khushi nodded yes.

"Wait... I will be back" Anjali rushed in.

"Diiii..."

"Wait there itself... Don't come inside..." Anjali said while running inside.

Khushi frowned.

Arnav finished signing and came in.

"Let's go"

"Wait Arnavji... Di said not to come in"

"Whaaaat? Buy why? Is she upset with us? But she talked to you nicely yesterday..."

They saw Anjali coming with the thali. Khushi rolled her eyes whereas Arnav raised his brows.

"Khushi, come and stand close to him," Anjali said.

Taking a step, Khushi came close to Arnav. Anjali circled the plate.

"Now, you can get in," she said.

Arnav entered the house with Khushi. Shali who was watching cartoons, saw Khushi coming.

"Kuchiiiii" she ran to her as she met Khushi after a long time.

Khushi lifted Shali in her arms and hugged her.

"Where did you go leaving me?" Shali asked.

"I went nowhere... Just..."

"Massi got married. See, she brought a Massa for you" Anjali said.

She looked at Arnav.

"Please take your seat," Anjali said.

Arnav nodded yes and sat on the couch.

"What would you like to have, sir?" Anjali asked.

"Di... Just sit. We will have it later" Khushi said.

"I will sit after bringing something for you"

She looked at Arnav.

"Tell me, sir"

"You can call me Arnav" Arnav said.

"You are a very big music director after all..." Anjali hesitated.

"Will you call your brother a SIR if he is a music director?" Arnav asked.

Anjali nodded, no smiling whereas Khushi was surprised.

"It sounds awkward... Please call me Arnav"

Anjali nodded ok with a smile.

"What will you have, Arnav?" Anjali asked.

"Anything..." Arnav smiled.

Anjali went to the kitchen to bring something for Arnav and Khushi.

In the meanwhile,

RM

HP opened the door as he heard a calling bell sound, and got stuck, seeing Avinash standing.

"Where is Arnav?"

"He is not at home" he didn't say where Arnav went.

"What Maaji is doing?"

"She is resting"

Avinash walked to Nani's room. Nani who was lying on the bed got up and sat on the bed.

"You insulted me with your decision," he said wrathfully.

"I decided because I want my grandson not to get insulted"

"Who ASKED him to bring the girl to RM?"

"You are talking as if, he does anything, only if anyone ASKED him to do..."

"I can't face society. Do you know how people question me?"

"Why Damadji? You should have gotten experience in answering people when you divorced your wife and married someone"

"What I'm talking about? What you are talking about?"

"There is no use if talking about something that had happened already"

"Anything can be changed... Just throw the girl out of RM"

"Mind your words, Damadji... Chotte will throw you out of his life if he hears your talk about throwing his wife"

"Wife...? Don't I know him?"

"It's obvious if you think he will be like YOU. But, fortunately, he is not like you. So, there is no chance for what you are expecting"

"I.."

"Chotte is not at home. I will tell him about your arrival. Now, you can go"

"That's all you say?"

"What else could I say to the man whose concern is only money?"

"What do you mean?"

"Don't think I know nothing about your plan of making money through Chotte. For your kind information, Chotte also knew that"

Avinash gulped down.

"Chotte is already disappointed with you for many reasons. Don't give him more reason to hate you. Now only I see the smile on Chotte's face. Please don't spoil it. Let him live his life happily...at least now..."

Throwing a glare, Avinash walked out.

"Don't try to meet Chotte... He won't spare you" Nani shouted from behind.

Avinash left the place with dissatisfaction.

........

Shali Vilas

Shali pulled Khushi's chin. Khushi looked down and raised her brows.

"Who is he?" Shali asked whispering and pointing at Arnav.

Khushi looked at Arnav who was looking at them.

"He is Arnav Singh Raizada... Music director"

"Did you marry him?"

Khushi nodded yes.

"What should I call him?"

"Massa..."

"Will you be with him in his house?"

Khushi nodded yes.

"Won't you be with me here?" She asked making a sad face.

Khushi nodded no, pressing her lips.

"Be with me, Khuchi... Don't go" she pleaded.

"Do one thing... You come with us and be with us" Khushi said.

"What about Mumma?"

"How will we leave him alone? We will take her with us"

"Really? Will you take us with you?"

"Yes..."

"What's going on here?" Anjali assured who came with a juice tray.

"We are talking about taking you to Raizada mansion," Khushi said.

Anjali got stuck for a while and extended the juice to Arnav. He took a glass from the tray.

"I mean it, Di" Khushi said.

"I'm alright Khushi. Just visit us when you get time. It's enough for us" Anjali said.

Before Khushi said anything,

"But, it's not enough for Khushi. You can be brave to handle any problem but she is not... She can't be peaceful leaving you here." Arnav said.

Anjali looked at Khushi who nodded yes.

"And, we are sorry for getting married without your consent. Our situation led us to..."

"I can understand. You are a reputed man in society. You would have married Khushi under the pressure."

"You seem an understanding person. Please understand the risk of being alone" Arnav said.

"Thank you for the care you are showing me, Arnav. I'm happy Khushi got such a husband. Take care of Khushi. That's enough for me. A girl has many expectations in her heart about her married life. Just fulfill it. That's all that I want"

Khushi was looking at Arnav to know what would he say.

"I'm here for Khushi. You just leave it to me. We want you to be safe. Please make sure of it"

"I will be alright. I know why you are worrying. That man won't dare enter my house... He has not that brave to face me"

Arnav was about to say something, and the calling bell rang. Anjali excused herself and opened the door. Her facial expression changed into a horrific one, as Shyam was standing at the doorstep.

To be continued...