Part 27 Haldi
Arnav was losing his patience because Khushi didn't call him. He lay down on the bed, keeping his forearm on his forehead, looking at the roof. She called him daily without any reason and made him expect her to call every day and suddenly stopped talking to him without reason.
He looked at the mobile as it beeped with a message tone. Without disinterest, he took the mobile and checked the message. He sat on the bed as if it was from Khushi.
*Check WhatsApp...*
Arnav opened WhatsApp and saw a selfie pic in which Khushi was laying on the floor, surrounded by a group of girls who were sleeping. A little girl was putting her leg on Khushi's stomach. Arnav smiled, seeing the pic.
*Doesn't your house have an extra room?* he messaged.
*Wait...* typed and sent it to him.
Slowly getting up from the place, she came to the washroom. Arnav, who was waiting for her reply, saw her number flashing. Arnav attended it as usual after the third ring smilingly.
*Hi Arnav...*
*Hi...*
*All the rooms are full and these creatures stuck with me...* she replied, chuckling.
*Why are you still awakening?*
*I'm not feeling well...* she said sadly
*What happened to you...? Didn't you go to the hospital?*
*No... because the problem is not in my body but in my heart...*
*I didn't get it...*
*How could I get sleep without talking to my prince charming?*
An adorable smile decorated Arnav's face.
*Whom you are talking about?* he asked as if he didn't understand.
*There is a man in RM who doesn't even know to smile...*
Arnav's smile widened.
*I'm a poor girl... thinking about him...*
*Don't think much... go to sleep...*
*Of course, I will sleep because I have spoken to him...*
*Good night...*
*Wait...what so hurry to sleep...?*
*There is a ritual tomorrow...*
*It doesn't have many scenes...*
*Scene?*
*Yeah... you will perform it in your home and I will be at my home...nothing is interesting in Haldi... except one...*
*What...?*
*The Haldi which is going to be applied to me is nothing but the remaining Haldi which is applied to you... isn't it interesting?*
He doesn't know what to say.
*Hello... are you there?*
*Mmm*
*Are you sleepy?*
*Mmm*
*Ok... I'm excusing you today... but won't after the marriage...*
Arnav felt like his body was heating-up. What does she mean?
*Don't try to escape without answering me... ok?*
Arnav sighed. He thought something... the human mind has no limits... it travels around the world within a few seconds.
*Ok... good night...*
*Good night...* Khushi was about to cut the call,
*Khushi...*
*Mmm...?*
*You said you won't talk to me until our marriage... but you talked...?*
*Did you take it seriously?* She laughed.
*I just...*
* I'm so weaker when it comes to my beloved ones...I can't hold myself even if you fight with me... I will be the one who will talk first...*
Arnav doesn't think he will get a reason to fight with her.
*Good night...* he said good night for the third time and disconnected the call.
The next morning
Arnav was called to perform the Haldi ritual. He sat on the small stool and his eyes fell on the Haldi bowl. He couldn't resist from remember what Khushi said about Haldi. He felt Goosebumps when the Haldi applied to him.
*Nanne, you and Akash take the Haldi to GH* Ratna said.
*Ohh.. sure... Aki... let's go... we are going to GH to see Khushiji*
Akash nodded ok smilingly and took the Haldi bowl in his hands.
*Nannav mere Bhai... Bye...* NK winked at him and Arnav looked at him with a dangerous gaze.
NK gulped and ran from there.
GH
NK and Akash entered with the Haldi bowl. Garima greeted them while taking the bowl.
*Take your seat beat...*
NK and Akash sat there. Khushi came with her friends and saw them. NK waved his hand at her. Khushi nodded her head with a soft smile.
*Aki... has not Khushiji looked dashing...?*
*Yes, she looks like an angel...*
*Of course, she is Nannav's angel...poor Nannav he missed this beautiful look of Khushiji* NK felt sad.
*Click a pic and send it to him... simple...* Akash said.
*Wow... what an idea... Nannav is going to faint when he sees Khushiji's pic*
NK captured a pic and send it to Arnav. NK looked at Akash smilingly who was lost in something. NK waved his hand in front of his face but no use. NK looked in that direction and saw Payal. She was standing with Lavanya. They were teasing Khushi. NK's face brightened seeing Lavanya. But she was busy with her friend. NK pinched his thigh and Akash hissed.
*Aki... are you getting ready for your marriage?*
Akash scratched his head.
Garima brought them coffee. They had it silently and kept the cup finishing the coffee. Akash nagged NK and they stood.
*Where are leaving, aunty...*
Garima nodded ok. They left GH.
In the meanwhile
Arnav came out of the washroom, wiping his face. He took his mobile to call Aman. He saw a message from NK. He opened it frowningly. His throat choked, seeing Khushi's pic. She looked damn gorgeous in yellow salwar...Simple as well as striking. He recalled their conversation and smiled. If she talks non-stop without hesitating now then he couldn't imagine after marriage.
GH
Khushi one of the cousins came inside the house taking cover from a courier man. That was for Garima. The girl went to the kitchen and didn't find her in the kitchen. She searched for Garima everywhere but she was nowhere. Garima was upstairs, putting clothes on the rope to get it dried. So the girl came to Khushi's room and gave it to her.
*What's this?*
*Give it to aunty... I didn't find her...*
A little girl came to Khushi and asked,
*Didi, didi, shall I open it?*
*Mmmm... we can't open someone's letter.* Lavanya said.
*Please, please...* the girl pleaded.
*Ok... I will convince Amma...* Khushi gave it to the girl.
She tore the cover happily.
*Give it back...* Khushi extended her hand and the girl gave it to Khushi.
Khushi kept it on the table and something caught her mind. Taking a cover, she saw the thing which dragged her mind. She got horror-struck as it was a photo in which Arnav was with Sheetal very closely. She hid it immediately. Taking her mobile, she rushed to the washroom and called Aman.
*Hi, Bride...* Aman said.
*Aman, I have sent a pick to you on WhatsApp...*
*What pic, Khushi?*
Without answering his question, she questioned him.
*Are you sure, Sheetal left India?*
*Why are you suspecting?*
*See the pick and you will understand... I don't think they will stop their dirty act...*
*I will take care... you don't worry... enjoy your marriage...*
*Yeah...*
She disconnected the call. Tearing the photo into pieces, she put it in the toilet and flushed it out.
Aman gritted his teeth, seeing the pic. Aman also had the same doubt Khushi had. It must be inquired. He called Rohan and gave him the responsibility of finding Sheetal.
The next day
Arnav was standing in front of the mirror, looking at his image. Today is his wedding. He had met with the same day already. But it didn't feel like today. He was not so excited at the previous time and also was not with any expectations. It's because the bride is Khushi this time. Somewhat, she created some expectations in his mind, without expecting anything from him. From their first meeting, she has been creating something in his heart that is decreasing the gap between them. Even though Arnav didn't accept the truth. She has the potential to make him so fond of her. Don't know what she liked in him but she was ready to give him a chance in this relationship which no girl dared to do.
To be continued...
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