Part36

Next Morning

Arnav was as usual getting ready for the office. A button got broken from his shirt.

Arnav: Damn it...

He said irritatingly. At the same time, Khushi entered the room. Arnav was about to remove the shirt, Khushi stopped him.

Khushi: Wait Arnavji... why do you remove the shirt?

Arnav: Button...

He showed the button which was on the floor.

Khushi: So what? Wait... I will stitch it in a few seconds.

She removed a needle and thread from the cupboard and started stitching it in his shirt.

Arnav was looking at Khushi who was stitching the button. If she keeps coming close to him, he could no longer stay firm. At the same time, he couldn't keep her away though. Is she really fit for everything? Didn't she say what Vidya told Kishan? But he couldn't trust that filthy woman, Vidya. She might have said that to make Kishan agree for marriage. He should not take her words seriously. But what if Khushi thinks he is avoiding her? Distance may create misunderstanding. But... how he could near her with fear? He decided what to do.

Khushi: Stop gazing at me, Arnavji. You don't have to think much about our relationship. I can understand. Not everything means for us. We have to adopt it. you are not wrong... we can't take Amma's words seriously.

Arnav was stunned. How did she know what he is thinking? Khushi smiled seeing his expression.

Khushi: I told you many times, your eyes are the mirror of your heart. I can read them... I don't want you to be scared Arnavji... relax...

She was about to leave, Arnav clutched her hand. Khushi looked at him.

Arnav: Could you really read my eyes Khushi?

Khushi didn't answer but looking at him.

Arnav: I love you Khushi...

Khushi: I know Arnavji...

She made him remove his hand.

Khushi: Let's have breakfast. You are getting late.

Arnav nodded yes.

Malik Residence

Arvind frowned, seeing Rahim Chacha standing in front of him hesitatingly, after serving him coffee.

Arvind: Do you want anything?

Rahim: I want to tell you something Sirji.

Arvind: Yeah tell me.

Rahim: Sir... Madam is here.

Arvind: Madam?

Rahim: Asha Madam...

Arvind: Whaaaat! What did you say?

He asked with extreme shock.

Rahim: She came here yesterday. She warned me not to say you about her presence. But I can't be quiet after hearing her talks on the phone.

Arvind: What she talked?

Rahim: She is very much angry on Arnav beta. She is planning something against him to do on his reception.

Arvind sat for a while thinking. he raised his head at Rahim.

Arvind: just show her, you are obeying her words. Don't let her know that I got to know about her presence.

Rahim: Jee...

Rahim got shocked, seeing Tina standing with extreme shock. Before Tina opens her mouth, Arvind warned her, keeping his index finger on his mouth.

Arvind: Shh...

Tina(in feeble tone): is it true? Is she here?

Arvind: Rahim says so.

She looked at Rahim and he nodded yes.

Arvind: Rahim, just do what I said.

Rahim: Ok sir.

Rahim left to the kitchen.

Tina: See, what I will do...

She was about to go to the storeroom,

Arvind: Don't... until she is here, we no need to be tensed.

Tina: Dad, we should call the police.

Arvind: don't forget, she came from jail only.

Tina: What do you want to do?

Arvind: Tell your brother. He will decide what should be done.

Tina: Why not we lock her in the room?

Arvind: if your brother says so, we will do that. I don't want to do anything without his concert.

Tina: Ok Dad. I will let him know.

........

Arnav Singh Raizada was sitting in the reception of the famous Cardio clinic. I had an appointment with one of the best Cardiologists of India, Mr. Sunder. He had been waiting there for ten minutes. The receptionist was sending the patients as per their appointment. It's Arnav's turn.

Receptionist: Mr. Arnav Singh Raizada...

Arnav: Yeah...

Rece: You may go.

Arnav: Thank you.

Arnav entered the room. A man in his late forties greeted him.

Arnav: I'm Arnav Singh Raizada...

Sunder: I heard about you. What can I do for you?

Arnav: I want to know something very important and be honest, I want a genuine report.

Sunder: yeah sure.

Arnav (extending a file): This is my wife's report. She got Heart transplantation.

Arnav gave him time to go through the report.

Sunder: Ok... what do you want to know?

Arnav: We have not started our marriage life yet. She is so younger than me. We have nine years difference. I don't know whether we can take our relationship to the next level...

Sunder: First, I would like to say, she may be younger than you but she is in the right age of starting her marriage life.

Arnav nodded yes in relief.

Sunder: Did she get any problem after her Heart Transplantation?

Arnav: No sir... she didn't get any problem after that.

Sunder: Did she feel uneasiness at the time of intimacy?

Arnav: We have not started it yet.

Sunder: Then why are you hesitating?

Arnav: I... I'm scared Doctor. I can't tolerate if something happens to her.

Sunder: Nothing will happen to her. She is not a Heart patient. She just got Heart transplantation. Doctors would not have fixed an unhealthy heart to her. Didn't her doctor tall you, you can take your relationship to the next level?

Arnav remembered what Khushi said.

"Amma told Kishan that there won't be any problem"

Arnav nodded yes.

Sunder: You don't have to be scared. Many people who got heart transplantation, leading their marriage life happily.

Arnav: Thank you, Doctor.

He said with his lopsided smile.

Arnav was totally relieved. Relieved means..... UFFFF.....we can't say how much. He can go ahead.... He can do anything... his Khushi will be safe no matter what he does. He just wants to hope from land to sky.

Arnav(in mind): Khushi Baby... what did you say last night? "Don't be scared?" Like really? Let's see, who is going to be scared... I'm coming...

He smirked.

To be continued...

Romantic Arnavji...

Hari Prakash frowned, hearing Arnav's order on phone. He looked at the phone with the same expression.

Arnav(on phone): I'm going to ring the calling bell. Don't open the door.

HP(confused): Jee...?

Arnav: Let Khushi open the door.