Part 27 Unexpected guest

"Arnavvvvv"

They saw Nisha standing with a shocked expression. Obviously, that made Khushi nervous. She looked at Arnav getting horrified, expecting the same on his face. But there was no shock on his face that shocked her more. She left the place hurriedly, didn't have the guts to stand there. But, she wanted to know what Nisha thought about them, seeing them together. So, she stood there hiding, listening to them.

Nisha advanced Arnav with rage. Arnav stood casually as if he did nothing.

"What are you doing Arnav?" she asked, frustrated.

"What I did do?" he asked without any expression on his face.

"You are misbehaving with a married woman"

"Misbehave? Me? Did I clutch her hand? Did you see me touching her?" he was still the same.

"What if anyone would have seen you blocking her way?"

"I can manage if anyone had seen me"

"This is not done, Arnav... you have a reputation..."

"I know what my reputation is" Arnav walked away.

Nisha tightened her jaws in annoyance. Khushi could not understand what kind of relationship he was sharing with Nisha. He talked with her, as if, he didn't care about her opinion. What kind of behavior was that? Was this how a husband behaves with his wife? How could he ignore his wife and her feelings? It didn't seem they were in a good bounding. She felt bad for Sanjay more than for Nisha.

On the other hand, someone was happy, seeing Arnav not shaken... Sagar. He was dam happy as his father stood for himself. It was visible that Arnav gave more importance to Khushi than Nisha. Somewhat, he felt content that, one day he would get his father. Maybe, the seed he planted in Arnav's heart was the reason. He thought.

Nisha stood there with disappointment. Arnav never talked to her the way he talked a few minutes ago. She didn't know what happened to Arnav. Why did he look so adamant? Why did he block Khushi's way? What was he asking her? She didn't know what Khushi thought about Arnav.

That was when she got a call from Aman. She sighed and attended to it.

"I was about to call you," she said before Aman said anything.

"Why are you sounding tensed? Did Sanju do anything?"

"Not Sanju, but Arnav"

"Arnav? What did he do?"

"You don't want me to ask him to get married because you are thinking he is still in the memories of his lost love..."

"Of course, yes... but why are you talking about it suddenly?"

"Do you know what he did? You won't believe me if I said"

"Stop blabbering and tell me the matter first... I will decide whether I should believe you or not"

"Arnav misbehaved with a married woman"

"Whaaaat? Mind your tongue... you are talking about Arnav..."

"Don't I know about whom I'm talking? I saw him blocking her way. Do you know who she is? She is Madhav's friend's mother. Do you know how respectful she is? She is a special teacher... I'm thinking of getting her help for our Sanjay. But, Arnav is crossing his limits"

"I think you should have mistaken him... he should have asked her about Sanju..."

Nisha rolled her eyes.

"Don't you trust me? Do you think I will blame him for no reason?"

"Ok...leave it. I'm coming to India. To tell you that only I called you.

"Thank God... come here and ask your friend why did he do that"

Nisha turned behind, keeping the phone on her ear. She got stuck, seeing Arnav standing with a stern glare. Composing herself,

"Arnav is here, talk to him" Nisha extended the phone to Arnav.

Arnav looked at the phone and then at Nisha. Taking the phone, Arnav kept it on his ear. Nisha left the place hurriedly.

"Hello..."

"Haan, Arnav, how are you?"

"Doing good. How about you?"

"Yeah, the job for when I came to Singapore finished..."

"Oh..."

"I'm coming to India tomorrow"

"That's great"

"Arnav, don't mistake Nisha. She is like that. she doesn't know you... just ignore her"

Arnav didn't intend to tell him about Khushi but after knowing that he was coming to India, there was no point in hiding it from him. However, Aman would get to know about Khushi after coming to the venue.

"What Nisha said is true," Arnav said.

"Whaaat? What are you talking about Arnav? She said you are misbehaving with a married woman" Aman said could not believe it even after listening to it from Arnav.

"I didn't misbehave... I don't think it can be said as misbehaving. I just tried to talk to her"

"Talk? Whaaaat....? Is it you who is talking like this?"

"Why? Don't I have feelings? Am I not human?"

"Of course, Arnav... but why a married woman? You can get many proposals if you want to marry..."

Cutting him,

'I'm already married"

"It doesn't mean you should be behind a married woman. Nisha said she is a respectful woman... Has a teenage son... Two days before you talked about Khushi and now..."

Again cutting him,

"The woman is none other than Khushi only..."

"Whaaaaat?"

"Khushi is here with her son to attend the marriage"

"Arnav..."

"Aman, I would like to tell you something. I know who I'm and who Khushi is. So, please stop advising me..."

"Arnav, she is married..."

"Then also she was married,... we got married... yet, she was snatched from me. Neither anyone felt guilty about it nor did her husband feel ashamed to marry her... then why me?"

"Arnav... I can understand..."

"No... no one can understand... no bloody one can understand the pain of my heart... so, stop trying to manipulate me"

Arnav disconnected the call. Aman was stunned as he didn't expect the twist. Was Khushi with Arnav at the marriage function? He knew how fervent Arnav was to meet Khushi. he became tense. He knew what Arnav would do. he will try to know the complete story of Khushi after she went away from him... correction, she was snatched from him. Arnav should not do anything in haste. Aman became nervous. Somewhat, he was glad as he was going to India the very next day.

Until Aman came to India, the misunderstanding between Arnav and Khushi would not be cleared. Everything would be alright if Aman came to the wedding venue. Khushi and Sagar would get to know Nisha was not Arnav's wife. Then, they would raise a valuable question of whether Arnav was married or not. That one question would solve every problem.

But... before Aman came to India, an unexpected guest arrived at the wedding who knew their story, Preethi... Khushi's college friend... She was a distant relation to the Groom. She walked in, running her eyes on the people. Her legs lost their speed, seeing someone. She stood looking at the person sharply. Though it was not easy for her to recognize the person her face brightened as she remembered who he was. Arnav...

Preethi was told, Khushi eloped with Arnav two times. The first time, they get caught and the second time, they didn't. She was happy because she thought they were living together. Preethi rushed to Arnav delightedly and stood in front of him. Arnav frowned because he could not remember her. She had changed a lot in the past twenty years.

"You are Arnav... am I right?" she asked.

Arnav nodded yes.

"Can't you remember me, Bhai?"

He nodded no.

"I'm Preethi. Khushi's college friend..."

Arnav widened his eyes.

"Oh... how are you?" Arnav smiled.

"I'm fine. How are you and Khushi?"

"Fine..." he said simply because he thought Khushi would have told her about him and this wedding occasion.

"Where is she?" she asked with the same excitement.

Arnav raised his finger towards Khushi who just came there searching for Sagar. Preethi rushed to her, shouting,

"Khushiiiiii" she hugged her tightly.

Khushi frowned as she didn't get who she is.

"Hey... have you forgotten me? Preethi... your college mate..." Preethi shouted.

Khushi raised her brows excitedly and hugged her. Arnav frowned, seeing Khushi's excitement. Why was she reacting like she met Preethi after ages? Did not they in touch? If they were not in touch, how did she know Khushi was here? How come Preethi inquired him about Khushi? Arnav got the doubt.

To be continued...