Part 34 Reel and Real

Khushi was eating ice cake relishing. Arnav sat next to her, smilingly. She extended the spoon full of ice cream towards his mouth, gesturing him like EAT. Arnav nodded NO and Khushi continued eating. Khushi finished the cake and wiped her lips with a tissue paper.

"Shall we go?" Arnav asked.

"Can't we stay here?" Khushi asked.

"WE....? Here...?" Arnav asked with amazement.

"Why? Should not we?"

"Yeah...why not? But are you ready to take the risk?" he asked sarcastically.

"What risk?" she shrank her brows.

"Only one small size bed is here. I will be left with no choice other than sleeping with you. I can't give you any assurance of my behavior." He said teasingly.

Khushi hit his shoulder playfully.

"I'm serious Khushi... don't think I'm making fun. I'm damn serious." He said seriously.

"Shut up...let's go."

"Where...?"

"To home..."

"Are you going?"

Khushi nodded yes.

"It seems you are scared..." he pulled her leg.

But, Khushi nodded yes.

"What if you cheated on me? What if you got bored after we shared everything?" she said teasingly.

"You mean I will get bored after our first night?" Arnav asked laughingly.

"At that time, I will have rights to question you..."

Cutting her,

"Now also you have all the rights because according to me, you are my wife...then...now and always. No matter what..."

Khushi leaned on his shoulder pouting. Arnav hugged her lovingly.

"Shall we go?" Arnav asked.

Khushi nodded NO.

Arnav looked at her wondering. Khushi chuckled at him.

"We will stay here..." Khushi said confidently.

Arnav kissed her hair adoringly.

They stayed there... slept in the same bed... hugging each other...but nothing happened... Arnav didn't do anything like what he said. Of course, Arnav spoke to Khushi teasingly until she slept but he didn't make any move towards THAT. And Khushi didn't have any hesitation to sleep on his chest, even after hearing his blabbering.

The next day

The last schedule of "WHAT SHALL I NAME THIS LOVE", shooting started. Arnav picked Khushi up from her house. They came to the shooting spot together.

Aman welcomed the with the unit people giving flower bouquet. Arnav circled Khushi's shoulders and got in with a great applaud of the unit people.

Arnav and Khushi enjoyed the shooting to the fullest. Why not? After all, they are going to get married.

Aman was damn happy because all the romantic scenes were extremely captivating than what he expected. Love scenes blazed with passion. Aman was a hundred percent sure that the movie will get a box office hit.

A reporter from a famous channel, came to the set of WHAT SHALL I NAME THIS LOVE? to get an interview with the hottest couple, Arnav and Khushi.

Taking permission from Aman, they got ready for the interview. Arnav sat on the couch whereas Khushi sat on the hand rest of the couch, keeping her hand on Arnav's shoulder.

"What do you like in REAL and REEL Khushi?" The reporter asked Arnav.

"Real Khushi and Reel are absolutely different but I like real than the reel."

"Why?"

"Because she is REAL... whatever she does is real... her love for me is REAL..."

"So sweet... What about you Khushi Ma'am?"

"What's there to like reel Arnav?"

"Why Ma'am?"

"He is an angry young man... he shouts, gets angry, and doesn't talk sweetly... I like the only thing in reel Arnav is, MY Arnav is doing the role. That's what I like in reel Arnav and about real Arnav... I like everything in him." she smiled.

"What is so special that you like everything about him?" The reporter asked Khushi.

She was about to say something, Arnav stopped.

"I think it's enough..." he said looking at Khushi who was looking at him frowning.

"Why sir?"

"I want something to be personal." Arnav smiled.

"When will be your marriage? Will you tell us about it? Or, you will keep that also personal?" the reporter teased.

"We will announce the date shortly." Arnav smiled.

"Guys, short ready..." Aman called...

"Excuse us..." Arnav stood from the couch.

Clutching Khushi's hand, Arnav left the place, dragging Khushi with him.

"Aman, we are ready..." Khushi said.

"Khushi, the interview got over or what? This is not your shot...you can continue the interview..." Saying that to Khushi Aman concentrated on the scene.

"Arnav, Aman didn't call us..." she said to Arnav.

"I know..." he said calmly.

"Why did you stop the interview then?" she questioned him confusingly.

"I know what will happen if you start talking about me. I don't what you to get emotional. People may make fun of it." Arnav said nodding his head mildly.

"But..."

"It's not necessary to bring everything about us in public. The personal matter should be personal." He said strictly.

"But I would not have spoken everything...I know what to talk..." she pouted.

"Ok... If you speak anything, then speak to me. Why I'm here? To listen from you..." He said smilingly.

Khushi sighed.

"Tell me, what were you about to talk about me to the reporter?"

"I would have said that you are the one who is showing care and affection after my mother..." she said emotionally.

"This single statement is enough for people to laugh." Arnav mocked.

"I don't care about it because I know only our opposition parties will do that."

"But people will believe that..."

"Why are you worrying about people all of a sudden?"

"Don't you know? You hate such problems... you may be fine now... but you will definitely feel low if you hear any gossip."

Khushi smiled at him.

"You care for me... don't you? This is why I like you so much."

"I know."

"Do you know everything about me?" She asked with attitude.

"I can't say that... but... I know better..."

"Oh... really?"

Arnav nodded yes.

"I have one deep wish in my heart from the day I came to your house... tell me what it could be...if you say it correctly, I will give you whatever you want..."

"Really?"

"Yeah..."

"Any clue...?"

"The clue is there in my question." She smiled.

Arnav started recalling the day when she came to his house for the first time deeply. Khushi smiled at him contently.

To be continued...

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Final plan...

"I have one deep wish in my heart from the day I came to your house... tell me what it could be...if you say it correctly, I will give you whatever you want..."

"Really?"

"Yeah..."

"Any clue...?"

"The clue is there in my question." She smiled.