Part 42 Wooing Arnav

Arnav came to RM. The first job he did was calling Khushi but her phone was still switched off that annoyed Arnav like hell. He thought she would turn the phone on soon but she didn't. As time passed, Arnav's anger turned into nervousness and it was raising. He didn't utter such words to hurt Khushi but only for fun. He didn't know his words would hurt her to this extend. Without any choice left, he called Shashi. Shashi attended it.

"Hello, Arnav, have you reached Delhi?" Shashi asked.

"Yes, uncle. Just now..."

"That's nice..."

"Could you please ask Khushi to switch her mobile on... her mobile is switched off, uncle"

"Oh... I will ask her to switch on the mobile. Do you want me to pass the phone?"

"Is she there?"

"No, she is not here... I will give her if you want"

"No, uncle. Just ask her to turn the phone on. It's enough"

"Ok..."

"Arnav wait... she is here"

'Yeah..." Arnav was curious.

"Khushiiii" Shashi called.

"Haan, Babuji..."

"Arnav is on the line... he needs to talk to you..."

"I will call him later, Babuji..." she left the place not waiting there.

"Arnav, she will call you..."

"Ok, uncle," Arnav said. Shashi sensed disappointment in his tone.

Disconnecting the call, Shashi headed to Khushi. Seeing Shashi, Khushi composed herself who's eyes were teary.

"Khushi, why did you switch your mobile off?"

"Oh... I didn't notice it Babuji. Let me check" she pretended like checking it.

"Arnav asked me to tell you to switch it on. Do it... and he reached Delhi safely. Don't worry"

Khushi nodded ok with a voluntary smile. Shashi left the place.

Arnav was waiting for Khushi's call. He was suffocating like hell. He sent a message to Khushi, asking for her apology even though her phone was off. He wanted her to know how sorry he was when she turns her phone on.

Night

Shashi was having dinner with Khushi and Garima. Shashi thought about Arnav's call.

"Khushi, did you call Arnav?"

Khushi nodded yes.

"I called him but his phone was not reachable" she lied.

"Oh..."

"You could have tried again," Garima said.

Khushi nodded ok.

"We no need to tell them about it, Garimaji... they knew it" Shashi smiled.

Khushi was silent.

Arnav was losing his patience. He didn't get sleep as he could not talk to Khushi. He was furious at the same time he was worried also. She was already inferior about their status difference. He knew about it. He should not have talked like that.

The next day

Shashi got a call from Arnav again.

"Hello, Arnav..."

"Uncle, this is Anjali..."

"Oh... How are you, beta?"

"I'm fine uncle I called Khushi to talk about her wedding outfit measurements but Khushi's phone is switched off. Could you give her the phone?"

"One minute, Beta..."

Shashi walked towards Khushi's room and knocked on the door.

"Khushiii"

"Jee, Babuji..."

"Anjali bitiya is on the line. She wants to ask you about your wedding outfit"

Khushi came to Shashi and took the phone from his hand. Shashi left the place. Khushi spoke to Anjali.

"Hello, Anjaliji..." Khushi said.

"Why haven't you switched your mobile on yet, Khushi?" Khushi was stunned, hearing Arnav's voice.

"Khushi, I'm asking you something... speak up, damn it," he said gritting his teeth.

Khushi's eyes brimmed immediately.

"Khushi, I warn you... don't you dare cut the call..."

She gulped down.

"I'm sorry I hurt you... but it was not intentional... don't you know me? Do you think I could even think of marrying someone?"

She disconnected the call and cried.

Arnav gritted his teeth. He wanted to call her again but he knew she won't attend the call.

Arnav got a call on his mobile. The call was from Aman.

"Haan, Aman..."

"ASR, we have a client meeting today," Aman said.

"Cancel the meeting..." Arnav said.

"But, ASR..."

"Do what I said..."

"Ok, ASR"

They disconnected the call. Arnav was not in the mood to attend any meeting and we knew why.

Nainital

Shashi finished meeting his outpatients. He and Garima got ready to invite people to the wedding as there was only a week left for the marriage.

"We will go to Nainital to buy jewelry tomorrow," Shashi said to Garima.

She nodded ok.

"Khushi, you too come with us," Shashi said Khushi nodded ok.

"We will come back only after distributing the invitations to everyone...don't wait for us... you eat" Garima said.

Khushi nodded ok.

They left. Khushi came to the room in which Arnav had been admitted. She sat on the bed and caressed the headboard of the bed. Her eyes got pooled up instantly. She couldn't tolerate what he said. How could he tease using such words? Would he take it easily if she talks like that? She was sure that he won't... he won't tolerate it. She did not doubt it. Then how could she tolerate it? She leaned on the bed spilling tears.

Suddenly, she felt a shadow falling on her. She saw Arnav standing with a painful expression. Her tears were the reason for his pain. He made her cry.

Khushi stood with a shock on her face as she didn't expect Arnav to be in Nainital. Did he come to Nainital to woo her?

Arnav rushed towards her and clutched her upper arms.

"What do you think of me? why the hell you didn't attend my call? Do you know how tense I was? Do you know how fast I have driven the car to reach Nainital?" he let out his frustration.

Khushi cried looking at his face. Arnav sighed seeing her condition. He hugged her tightly which made Khushi cry more.

"Khushi I'm sorry... I'm really sorry... I didn't mean to hurt you... in fact, I didn't expect you would take my words so seriously... I'm sorry"

Khushi stood not reciprocating his hug. Arnav broke the hug and held her face with his hands.

"Won't you hug me back?" he asked her.

She tried to take his hands off. Arnav gripped her face more tightly.

"Don't you dare, Khushi..."

"Have not you canceled the wedding yet?" She asked him sadly.

"I just was kidding, Khushi..."

"Will you take it as fun if I would have told the same...?"

Arnav gulped down hard.

"Tell me Arnavji..."

"No... I won't... I can't"

"Then why should I forgive you?"

"Won't you forgive me? what can I do to get your forgiveness?"

Khushi looked somewhere.

"Won't you even look at me?"

Khushi sulked.

"I came to Nainital all the way to get yours apologize, Khushi... consider that" he touched her forehead with his.

Khushi closed her eyes. Arnav wiped her cheek with his thumb fingers.

"I'm sorry... I promise I will never use such words again in my life" he said feeling sad.

Khushi hugged him tight and cried on his shoulder.

"Please don't cry, Khushi... Please..."

She looked at him raising her head. Arnav pecked her lips and was about to detach, Khushi captured his lips and kissed him passionately. No need to say Arnav also took part in it. They broke the kiss. Cupping his face, Khushi showered numerous kisses senselessly.

"Don't you ever talk to me like that" she said stopping her action.

"I promise... I never will..."

Khushi hugged him tightly. Arnav circled her in his arms securely.

To be continued...