Khushi woke up by the evening. She didn't even realize when she fell asleep, all she remembered was that Arnav left for the office without heeding her and without tasting the food she cooked for him..

Her eyes got moist again. That was so rude and heartless of him! She felt as if she was his mistress whom he brought to his house to fulfil his sensuous desires. After that, she meant nothing to him!

The doorbell rang and she closed her eyes to dry up her tears. As soon as she opened the door, he entered giving her smile, she bothered the least to smile back!

He threw his laptop on the bed, himself on the couch and took out his phone.

"Get ready Khushi, Sis called, we have to go." He said casually as he pressed the keys on his keypad and she kept looking at him angrily yet sadly. He didn't even realize how much had he hurt her?

She just went to the bedroom as tears streamed down her eyes. She kept wiping her eyes again and again but fresh tears came flowing down. She splashed water over her face and somehow calmed herself down. She knew her face would let Anjali know that something was wrong, and she'd have nothing to answer.

She had just picked up a saree and took off her top, when Arnav suddenly caught hold of her from back.. He snuggled into her neck and kissed her, giving her goosebumps..

"Do u know how sexy u look this way??" He asked as his hands went forward on her waist to pull off the belt of her jeans.

She held his hands, pushed him away and stood at a distance. "I need to get ready, please leave." She said plainly.

"Well I was just helping u. And why should I leave if you have to get ready?? I won't mind seeing you.." He again tried to hold her but this time she just dragged him out of the room and closed the door on his face. She shut her eyes to prevent them from getting moist again.

She felt so disgusted now! She knew he was her husband and she shouldn't have felt so, but still she did! Her phone started ringing and she saw Anjali's name on the screen, she took a deep breath to sound alright.

"Hello" Khushi said answering the call..

"Hey Khushi! I hope Arnav is back and he told you that you have to come here today." Anjali asked in her sweet voice

"Yeah, we'll leave in a while. I am just getting ready."

"Great! Wear something heavy, okay? I sent some clothes with Arnav, It's the first time u are coming to your new home and there are some neighbors waiting also to meet you.."

"Okay." Khushi said as she disconnected the call.. At least Anjali's words made her feel a little better.. 'Her new house'...she felt so weirdly awesome!

She walked out and asked Arnav for the clothes Anjali had sent, he handed her a few bags which had a few saree's, she quickly selected a dark pink saree and got dressed in it. She put on some heavy earrings and then packed everything else, she picked up the bags and headed outside where Arnav was sited.

"Shall we leave??" She asked. Arnav was already waiting so they didn't delay anymore and they left.

ARNAV'S HOUSE

As soon as they reached, Arnav walked away leaving her behind to struggle alone with her bag and that heavy saree. She had never carried such a heavy get up and above that, she had to manage with her suitcase too! No sooner Anjali saw her, she stopped Arnav at the door..

"What the hell is this?? Do I have to teach u that you must help your wife?" She said scolding him.

He just frowned, went back to Khushi, took the suitcase from her and carried it inside, while she followed silently..

The whole house was decorated with lights and the main door had flowers all over it.. Khushi just looked awfully all around..

Anjali placed a plate of red water in front of her and asked her to step into it, then enter the house, leaving her footprints on a white cloth. Though Arnav was least interested, he stood beside Khushi for Anjali's sake.

Khushi did whatever she was guided for, a few neighbors met her and gave some presents and blessed her. After that they all proceeded for the dinner. Arnav and Khushi were given a common plate.

"Sis, what's this??" He asked.

"What's this means? You both will share one plate, at least today. Now come on, feed her." Anjali said as she smiled brightly.

"She has hands which are working fine!" He said sarcastically.

While Anjali just sighed back, Khushi was listening everything quietly. Firstly, there were guests and secondly, she had never expected her husband to be so rude!

Anjali picked up a spoon and gave it to Arnav.

"It's a ritual, come on start with some sweet." She said making him irked yet more.

He filled the spoon unwillingly and fed her, without even looking at her properly.. Anjali clicked a picture and he frowned more!

"Sis, stop please!"

"No way! You get irked or whatever, today I don't care! Khushi, your turn now, feed my stupid brother with your hands."

Anjali said giving a spoon to Khushi. She filled it and started drawing it towards him, when he suddenly stopped her.

"Wait, Khushi.. Sis, she has mehndi in her hands and I can't tolerate its smell, u know that, so some other day please.." He said picking up a bite from the plate as he ate it, leaving Khushi disheartened yet another time! That smell didn't bother him in the bed! It was only she who knew how difficult it was for her to hold back her tears at that moment!

The ladies teased Arnav saying that he was shy of feeding his wife in front everyone. He just gave them all a weird look and walked away to his room.

After a while, all the guests left, Khushi was looking all around the house, the interiors and everything else, when Anjali came back after seeing off the guests..

"Welcome home, Khushi." She said hugging her from side and Khushi smiled back.

"Thanks Anjali."

"Well u can change now, this saree is too difficult to handle, I know. Apart from your husband, your mother in law, father in law and sister in law, I am all in one for u! So u can ask me for anything without hesitation for a few days."

"For a few days??" Khushi asked awkwardly.

"Obviously you'll get used to things here by then, so you won't have to ask, right?" Khushi smiled again, wondering how a heartless man could have such a sweet sister! Couldn't he just borrow some from her?

Anjali took her to 'their' room, where Arnav was already sitting on the bed and chatting. She soon bided them off and Khushi quickly picked up her night dress and went to change. She came out in a while and started to comb her hair, when Arnav once again came n hugged her.

"You smell so fresh, Khushi." He said trying to kiss her but she just pushed him back using all her strength.

"Stop it, Arnav!" She yelled.

"What happened?? I am your husband Khushi, you forgot or what?"

"I very well remember! But you forgot that you are a husband, Arnav! From last night, since the moment we reached farm house I have been doing what you like, what you want..."

"So what's the big issue? Every wife does that!" He said casually.

"You know what a wife does, but do you ever bother to know what a husband does? Husbands try to know what about wives' wishes, they make sure that wives feel comfortable when they get intimate, they are soft, slow, romantic, they care about their wives. And what did you do?? You went wild! You didn't bother to know if I was comfortable. You were rough, u were violent. I still kept quiet thinking that this is how you are! Then you had lunch without even telling me and after knowing that I would cook for you.. You didn't care to even taste it when I had cooked it with so much love. My hands smell mehndi for feeding but not when we..." She broke down into innumerous tears before she cud complete and knelt down on the floor.

"Enough Khushi! I had lunch, so you too could have... What's the need for me to ask u for that? I had already eaten so tasting or not tasting your food should not make much difference."

"There wasn't any need to ask but the need of the feel that my husband cared for me like I did for him! Being husband and wife doesn't mean just getting physical! You brought me here after marrying me, not for one night stands! Do u know how disgusting it feels??"

She again cried her heart out, though her anger was touching heights, but she had no control on herself at the moment! She was angry, she was shattered, hurt...just everything!

Arnav held her shoulders and pulled her up, while red eyes were stuck to hers. He was about to question her as finally he had lost his control on himself and it was no longer possible for him to keep quiet! He was about to speak when he felt something and as he turned to the door, he found Anjali standing there and looking at them just blankly.