Part 49 Arrangements

In the meanwhile,

One of Ishan's men ran to Ishan with his phone.

"Bhia, see this post."

Ishan looked at his phone and frowned seeing Khushi's photo in the post. He snatched the phone and gave it a look.

"Who is she?"

"Inspector Raj called me. He said she is the girl whom we are searching for"

It was not hard for him to understand who the girl was. How could he forget the girl who was the reason for his dear brother's disappearance?

"We are searching for her all over in Mumbai but this girl is in ASR's custody, Bhai," the man who brought the phone said.

Ishan read the story and nodded his head from left to right thoughtfully.

"I can't believe this"

"Why Bhai?"

"The much I know, ASR is not a womanizer... this story can't be true. Something is terrifically wrong"

"How could we say that, Bhai? ASR could have kept this side of him secretly..."

"No way... why would he keep it secret, the man who never hesitated to reveal himself as an assassin? Who is going to question him if he is a womanizer? Every Gangster does..."

"What do you think, bhai?"

"I can't understand anything... but, the person who posted his story must be ASR's enemy. We can get to know many things if we get him"

"But, how can we get him?"

"We can't... messing with ASR is like putting our head into the lion's mouth. My question is, how this girl is connected to ASR"

"Can't we inquire about her with anyone?"

Ishan thought for a while. Taking his phone, he dialed Inspector Raj. The call was attended.

"Ishan speaking"

"Tell me, Ishanji"

"I called you to ask you about the post on Facebook?"

"Everyone in our department is seriously talking about it only"

"Do you know anything about it?"

"No... no one knows about it"

"Don't your department found who posted it?"

"Someone from Thane posted it but don't know who did that. Because it was posted from an internet center"

"Oh..."

Ishan saw the phone in his hand and frowned.

"What the hell...."

"What happened?" the inspector asked.

"The post vanished..."

The inspector sighed.

"They would have deleted it... in fact, this is too late. I don't know why they took the time to do that. After all, he is ASR"

"Do you believe the story can be true?"

"No way... I would have believed if anyone said he killed thousands of people but this..."

"How do we know what he is up to? He could have done this if he wants"

"He will do it daringly if he wants... why would he do that hiding?"

"Let me know if you get to know anything regarding it"

"Ok"

Ishan disconnected the call.

.........

AR Premises

Arnav called NK. He came to his room.

"NK, I need you to do some arrangements"

"Tell me, Nannav. What do you want me to do?"

"Do the marriage arrangement"

"Marriage arrangements? Whose marriage?"

"Mine and Khushi"

"Whaaaat? Are you going to marry her?"

Arnav nodded yes.

"Wow... that's great... you have made a good decision, Nananv... but, be careful. She is bigger rowdy than us" NK laughed.

Arnav chuckled.

"I'm so glad about your decision, Nannav"

Arnav smiled.

"We will bring Akash as soon as possible"

"No, we can't bring him. We have no time"

"Time? Nannav, you are talking like you will marry tomorrow itself..."

"Yes, tomorrow is my marriage"

"Whaaaat?"

Arnav nodded yes.

"Are you serious?"

"Do you think I'm making fun?"

NK looked at him unbelievably.

"Khushi is disturbed by the current happenings. She feels insecure. I think she needs me at this point"

NK nodded yes.

"You may be right. Waiting for Payal Bhabi's recovery is not making sense because it has no assurance. We will think about their wedding after her recovery. Thinking about Khushi is what we should do right away. Poor she, she is facing problem over the problem"

Arnav nodded yes.

"Ok, I will do the arrangements"

"Let it be simple"

"But, why Nannav?"

"Akash is ill. Payal is in a coma... more to all, we are underworld people. I think we should not do propaganda"

"What about Khushi? She may have some dreams about her wedding..."

"She understands"

NK nodded ok and left the place.

.....

On the other side, Aman Mathur was under pressure... correction... he was tried to put under pressure by his higher officials and media. As usual, he was ready to face them.

"Sir, the press people are here to meet you" a constable came to Aman and said.

Aman nodded yes and came out of the office. As soon as he came in front of the reporters, he was surrounded by the famous news channels' mikes. The reporters started arrowing questions.

"Sir, what about the story that was posted on Facebook?"

"What story are you asking about?"

"That narrated ASR as a womanizer"

"Sorry, we didn't see that... in fact, we don't have time to spend our valuable time on useless posts..."

"Being a responsible policeman, how could you ignore such a sensational post, sir?"

"Do you think we have no important work to do? We are here to protect the public, not to waste our time on social media"

"Is it true, a girl called Khushi is in his custody?"

"How do I know? I'm not ASR's public relations officer though..."

"When you have no idea about his whereabouts, how could someone get to know about what's happening in his place?"

"Do you know it's true? What's the proof? Anyone can write anything on Facebook. How could you guys be behind such a post?"

"What about the girl Khushi? Could she be the one who posted it to get public attention?" a woman reporter asked.

"What nonsense? Is this a matter of getting public attention? Will you do such a thing to get popular? Or, do you ask such questions to get popular?"

"Leaving all the women behind, why should she be getting connected to ASR? What connection she has with him?"

"ASR is the one who should answer this question but I don't think he will give heed to this silly post as you guys do"

"Why are you saying so?"

"You are behind the post because this is your job. Not everyone would do that"

"What's your point, sir? Are not you going to take action to rescue the girl?"

"We will rescue her if anyone files a written complaint. Thank you"

Aman walked in not giving heed to their questions that followed him.

...........

At the same time, Arnav's soldiers were glad to hear his wedding news. They are happily involved in the marriage arrangements.

Arnav called AM, Arjeet Malhotra. He attended the call.

"Hi, Arnav"

"Hello, sir"

"How was your Lucknow trip, Arnav?"

"Successful, Sir"

"Do you get anyone for your RC?" he asked laughingly.

"Yes, sir... I got"

"People won't let us be in peace..."

"Yes..."

"Tell me, Arnav, what's the matter"

"I'm going to marry Khushi tomorrow, Sir"

"Oh, that's great... finally, one of my sons is getting settled"

"I promise our missions will not stop due to my wedding, sir"

"I know you, Arnav. You don't have to assure me that"

"Thank you for your trust, sir"

"Does Aman know about your wedding?"

"He is the one who insisted me to get married"

"Then, your decision of marrying Khushi would be justified..."

"Do you think I can't make a justified decision?"

"Not only you, Arnav... when it comes to LOVE, our sixth sense will not work" he laughed, making Arnav chuckle.

"I believe my squads will get me on the track if I lose my sixth sense," Arnav said.

"Haha... God bless you both"

"Come to AR premises tomorrow and bless us, sir"

"Oh... is your wedding tomorrow?"

"Yes, sir"

"Ok... I will be there"

"Thank you, sir"

Arnav disconnected the call with a smile and turned behind. He saw Khushi standing, looking at him.

"AK sir is on the call"

"Oh... will he come to our wedding?"

"Yes..."

"But, you said something about your sixth sense...?"

"He said, people will lose their sixth sense when it comes to LOVE"

Khushi rolled her eyes.

"Is not it true?"

"It will work on normal people but on ASR," she said.

"Is it?"

"Do you have doubt?"

Arnav nodded yes.

"I wish no one will call you on our first night and give you a mission... you will run away leaving me alone for sure"

Arnav laughed out loud.

"It seems someone is desperately waiting for our first night?" he teased.

"Don't fly high..." she pinched his cheek.

"I will fly high after finishing our first night" he dashed her forehead.

Khushi blushed.

"Get ready"

"for?"

"For everything"

"I'm ready... always..." She pushed him and rushed out giggling, leaving smiling Arnav.

To be continued...