"Khushi..."

Khushi opened her eyes with a jolt hearing a call. She looked around the surroundings and surprised to see him lying on her lap, sleeping peacefully.

Aakash bhai is so true, he's sleeping as if he didn't slept for years, She mused.

Gradually she took back her hands from his head. Her eyes turned hesitant yet her heart filled with joy. Something flipped on her system feeling his head on her lap.

"Khushi..."

This time, the voice from outside came aloud compared to earlier. Khushi bit her lips not knowing how to wake him.

She craned her neck "Ji..."

His slumber form remained unmoved adding fuel to her already frenzied form.

"Khushi..."

Khushi got frightened as the voice neared them.

"Ji... Ji... wake up na..." Cribbed she like a child. Her lungs took gallop breaths. Her fingers automatically went to the hem of her dress and her doe eyes moved back and forth to the door and him.

"J..."

A shrill of ring finally broke his slumber, rescuing her from the embarrassment. He sat up in jerk and looked at her like deer caught in headlights. It's not a rocket science to analyse the situation. He very much knows what he done as it's one of his habit to keep his head on his mother's lap if she wakes him on weekends.

The moment she lost the contact of his head on her lap, she stood up in haste.

"Aakash bhai and his family arrived to meet us. They're waiting outside. Here's your coffee..." She extended the coffee mug without looking into his eyes and ran away before any interaction could happen.

Arnav sipped the coffee and instantly recognised the hand which made. With all smile he left the room, "What a surprise Aakash? Aunty is here?"

"Haw.. Like really? Don't tell me your wife didn't informed about maa's presence or... You're so busy in some other things which made you forget us." Aakash smirked teasingly.

"Shut up." Arnav growled and had hard time on hiding his threatening smile. The new feeling of getting teased and linked with the girl, who's none other than his wife gives unknown euphoric pleasure.

Smita reached there by then, "Stop your useless talks and get ready Arnav. We've to go out."

"Aunty where?"

"Aakash what are you waiting for? Give him his new clothes." She chided Aakash for which he bit his lips and dragged Arnav to his room with Arnav's rain of questions.

"You're not going to get any answers. So stop wasting your energy." Aakash mumbled and pushed him inside the bathroom.

On the other hand Khushi also faced the same treatment.

"Bhabhi, here take this saree. Mamma is preparing breakfast. After that we're going to one important place." Riya, sister of Aakash pushed a new saree along with accessories to Khushi hands.

"But..."

"Jiji.. she's saying na..." Meera nudged Khushi.

"No but's... You're going to get ready in an hour and I am going to enchant your already glowing beauty with my make up set.. So hurry up bhabhi." Riya almost pushed her into washroom.

With mountain of questions on their mind, husband and wife got ready themselves with new clothes on separate rooms. They almost travelled into another land when they both met accidentally, while coming out of the room.

Time stopped for them. If Arnav eyes captured her frame on pink saree and stunned by her beauty, she's no less than him. His stiff, strong physique on blue crisp shirt with black trousers send shivers down her spine. Her eyes scanned his frame thoroughly and saved his image safely on her memory.

His eyes eagerly roamed on her thin frame and he felt an instant possess over her. Her peeking waist from the sheer material awaked unknown desires which he wondered if it ever existed before. He further raised his eyes and got drowned in her orbs. The small doe eyes of her imprisoned his large orbs. 

"She's mine." His mind chanted like mantra whereas his brain had a question on that "Will she think the same? Will she think of me as hers?"

"He's mine. My husband." Her heart cried out in happiness and a rational part of her brain thought like her husband "Will he think the same? Will he think of me as his?"

"Riya, don't you think there're many mosquitoes flying here. What happens if it fly it's way down to our stomach through our mouth?" Aakash asked loudly clearing his throat.

"I think it'll do flip dance on our stomach. Isn't it bhabhi? Arnav bhai what do you think on this? Does this mosquitoes dance on your stomach?" Riya asked innocently thinning her lips. 

Khushi gave a perplexed expression. She is heavily surprised by Riya sayings as it matches exactly with what's happening inside her. Unlike her, Arnav caught their teasing.

"I think mosquitoes have enough options to suck blood from certain siblings." Arnav replied sarcastically. Aakash averted his eyes whereas Riya ignored it casually.

"How come a day starts without a selfie? Arnav bhaiiii, no one can take picture perfect like you. Come on." Riya dragged Arnav and made him stand next to Khushi. Khushi lowered her head shyly as Riya stood on another side of her pushing her more into Arnav. Arnav's left arm automatically went over to Khushi shoulders to keep her in place. Khushi stilled, her mind blocked as the result of his cologne which is playing with her senses.

"Eww... Bhaiiii this is ugly. Take another one."

Riya voice snapped Khushi out of her daze only to go back to her trance again. In the process of taking perfect picture as Riya claims, Riya pressed her cheeks against Khushi so that Khushi cheeks will come to contact with Arnav chin.

"Hey.... Picture perfect without me. That's not fair buddy.." Aakash on another hand complained and come to stand behind Riya.

Arnav looked around and called out "Meera..."

Meera frowned but nonetheless she came to him with a confused look.

"What? Come on stand here..." Arnav said casually and pointed next to Khushi. Do I need to say Khushi's heart swelled in pride.

To come in a single frame, Riya made Meera to stand between her and Khushi. At the end of their drama, Khushi stood completely pasted against Arnav, with arms thrown around arnav waist for grip as the siblings are keen on pushing her. The grip happened in the first place for support slowly turned into something which she loves and she willingly laid her head on his broad shoulder. Her lips refused to be thinned and the twinkle in her eyes spoke many stories. She realised, she loved his proximity. The care, affection, comfort, protection was something she yearned earlier is now available by his mere presence. She raised her head slowly and met his eyes. As if cue, he met her eyes.

The Love which oozed out from his eyes captivated her in charm. And her eyes drugged him. They both tried to read eachother eyes entering into their first eye lock forgetting the surroundings. Both of them didn't realise when the others paved their way away from them and when they were photographed.

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I apologise for this dragged chapter, I know it has no major things. I thought to write more. But when I wrote the last para, I have no heart to break their rabbe ve moment and jump into another beautiful moment breaking the essence. I felt this chapter has to end here. Hope it entertained you enough and made your light hearted.

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