Part 31 Limits

Arnav reached a cinema where there was a Hindi movie Padhan screening. He looked quite different in Muslim attire. The movie already started half an ago. He came and seated next to a burqa woman who was sitting in the corner seat.

"Hello, Mr. Bheem," Arnav said looking at the woman.

"Hi, when did you come to Lucknow?" Bheem who was in a burqa asked.

"This morning"

"Why did you call me urgently?"

"Who is Narendra?" Arnav asked Mr. Bheem.

"Narendra? Whom you are talking about?" He questioned.

"Today, he tried to hit Khushi hiring a truck"

"Is Khushi alright?" he asked nervously.

"Yes, she is... because I was with her..."

"You saved her?"

"Yes..."

"How did you know about the man named Narendra?"

"We caught the truck driver"

"We? You mean you and Khushi?"

"No... My men..."

"Oh..."

"The truck driver said, he was hired by Narendra"

"I have never heard the name, Narendra"

Disappointment appeared on Arnav's face. he thought he would get some clues about Narendra from Bheem. How could he find out who Narendra was? He decided to give the responsibility to Aman. His police brain might catch up with some ideas.

"How is Payal?" Bheem asked.

"No improvement... but sooner or later, she will be alright"

"Hopefully"

"Please, let me know if you got to know something regarding"

"Sure..."

"I'm sorry, I ruined your family time"

"That's ok... I will bring my wife to this movie tomorrow"

"Yeah... here are the tickets" Arnav handed them to him.

"I could have managed"

"Sometimes, somethings would never happen if we don't insist"

Bheem nodded yes.

"I don't want to disappoint Mrs. Bheem. Please bring her to this movie tomorrow" Arnav said, stuffing the tickets that he reserved for them through Shubham.

"Sure"

"I have to go"

"Yeah..."

"You?"

"I will go a little later"

"By the way, where is Mr. Rishi Gupta's residence?"

"Annapurna Nagar, Fifth lane"

"Thank you"

"You are welcome"

"See you"

Arnav left the cinema. Shubham was waiting for him in the car outside. Getting in it, Arnav removed the dress and got into his normal look. The car moved towards Gupta House.

"What's necessary to meet him here, ASR? You could have talked to him on phone"

"He should know we are here. I even suspect Mr. Bheem. Keep an eye on him."

"Sure, ASR"

"What the truck driver said?"

"He said he could not identify Narendra because he didn't see him"

"Then, how did he get committed to him?"

"It's through a phone call"

"That's all?"

"Yes. Narendra dropped the particular amount in the truck driver's account for the assassination"

"Do one thing... Tie his hands and legs and drop him outside the police station with a chit which is in Roshan's control"

"But why, ASR?"

"Because we can do nothing with him as he knew nothing"

"He may be lying"

"The police will find out whether he is lying or not"

"Ok"

"Stop the car"

The car stopped. Dropping Arnav there, the car left the place. Arnav stopped an auto to reach GH.

When Arnav came to Gupta House, it was half past ten. Vimla and Dev already retired to their quarters. Khushi was waiting for him not having dinner. She closed the door behind them once he got in.

His face looked rigid at the same time, thoughtful.

"Where were you?" Khushi shot a question.

"I went to meet Ritu" he answered coolly, changing his expression.

"Whaaaat? No way"

"There is a way... I just cleared my stance that neither I'm married nor a father of four children"

"Oh, really?" she gave a sarcastic look.

"Mind you explain why don't you believe my words?"

"You don't even know where is she from nor her phone number"

"Annapurna Nagar, fifth lane... that's her residence, right?"

Khushi threw a doubtful look at him.

"Believe it or not... I cleared my stance. I'm hungry. let me eat"

He walked to the dining. Khushi followed him silently and sat opposite him.

"Haven't you eaten yet?"

Khushi didn't look at him but served herself.

"Are you waiting for me?"

Still silence.

"Could not you eat without me?"

Khushi looked at him plainly.

"It seems you are upset with me..."

Khushi started eating not answering. Arnav served himself and started eating. He pulled his phone out of his pant pocket as it started ringing. He saw a new number flashing.

"whose number is this?" Arnav attended the call murmuring. That was audible to Khushi.

"Who is this?"

Arnav's eyebrows went up.

"Ritu?"

Khushi snapped her eyes up jolting.

"Hey... how did you get my number?"

"......."

"Oh, I see... but why did you put a lot of effort to get my number? I would have given it to you if you had asked me" he said observing Khushi who was looking at him fuming.

"......."

"Oh yeah... we didn't get time to exchange our numbers... by the way, so sweet of you... I'm so impressed about your effort in getting my number"

"............"

"By the way, why did you call me?"

"..........."

"Oh... about me?"

"........."

"What did Khushi tell you about me that you could not believe?"

".........."

"Did she tell you I'm married?"

"......."

"Oh... and I'm a father of four children?" Arnav looked at Khushi with a mischievous smile.

"......"

"What made you doubt her words that I could not be a father of four children, Ritu?"

"........"

"Oh yeah... I know I'm looking young..."

"......."

"Yeah, yeah, handsome too..."

"....."

"Please, stop flattering me, Ritu. I just can't handle" he smiled at Khushi who gritted her teeth angrily.

"............"

"Will you stop talking to me if I say the truth?"

"........."

"Yes, I'm married"

Khushi widened her eyes shockingly. Her eyes softened and she lowered her eyes.

"......."

"Yes, what she said is right. My wife is unimaginably jealous... she doesn't like me talking with other girls" he said in double meaning, looking at Khushi.

"........"

"It's because she thinks I'm unbearably handsome"

Khushi rolled her eyes, biting her inner lip.

"........"

"I don't think MY WIFE will show up sooner"

"........."

"Yeah, you can visit me anytime. My doors will always be open for you"

"........"

"Sure... you can call me... bye"

He disconnected the call and gave an ATTITUDE look to Khushi. On the other side, NK disconnected the call laughingly.

"Why did you lie to her?" Khushi asked.

"Do you want me to tell her the truth?"

"Don't you want to?"

"No..."

"Why?"

"I don't want to anger my JEALOUSY wife more" he smirked.

Khushi closed her eyes for a flick and looked at him opening it.

"Am I right, my dear wife?"

"Don't act like a kid"

"We all behave like a kid with the one who is close to our heart... don't we?"

Finishing the dinner, Khushi stood up. she made sure Arnav also finished. Then only she stood up. They washed their hands. Arnav wiped his hands with a towel.

"You didn't answer me..."

"Good night"

"Hey, Biwi..." Arnav called.

Khushi threw a dangerous look at him.

"I honestly feel this place looking haunted. I'm really scared to sleep alone"

"So?" she crossed her hands across her chest.

"What else? Could you sleep with me in my room?"

She took a water jug and poured the water on him.

"Dare you..."

Arnav stood letting the water run down.

"I think you didn't understand what I asked... I asked, in my ROOM... not on my BED"

Khushi walked as that didn't make much difference. Arnav followed her to her room and closed the door.

"What are you doing?"

"No problem if you don't sleep in my room. I have no problem sleeping in your room"

"But, I have"

"You made me WET"

"So?"

"Wipe the water off"

"Whaaat?"

"Yup... without reason you can't punish me"

"I had reason... you asked me to sleep with you"

"Correction... in my room"

"Whatever"

"Doesn't it make difference?"

"Maybe... but, I know in which means you said"

"Which means...?"

She shrugged.

"Leave me room"

"No way... without getting your answer, I won't"

"You asked that to tease me"

"So?"

"I poured water on you as an answer"

"This is how would you answer?"

"Kind of..."

"Do you know how would I answer?"

She looked at him plainly. In no time, Arnav hugged her tight, making her dress wet. She pushed him and looked at herself. Her front side became wet and her satin night dress got stuck with her thin body. Dropping her jaw, she slammed her feet.

"I don't know how long I should tolerate your torture"

"For your whole life"

"Leave my room now"

"Ok... I have someone to talk with, Ritu... she will be here anytime if I tell her the truth of my marriage"

Khushi glared at him.

"Don't give me that look. What's your problem if I talk to her?" he took steps towards her.

"I have no problem. I don't like her coming here"

"So, should I meet her out of RM just like how I met her today?" he asked sadly.

"Why would you meet her?" she asked wrathfully.

"She is the only girl who shows concern for me in this Lucknow city. Doesn't my heart need solace? Who else do I have other than Ritu?"

"You will repent for sure"

"I won't... in some days, she will get to know I'm not married. Then she will give me her WHOLE..."

"Shut up" she warned.

"She won't hesitate to be close to me"

"I warn you..." she raised her finger.

"She Will do that wholeheartedly"

"This is the limit"

"I'm waiting for the day to relish..."

He didn't complete the sentence. He could not... as Khushi slammed her lips on his. The girl who didn't want him to cross his limit crossed the limit.

To be continued...