Khushi heard the bathroom door getting closed. She tried to open her eye but as she was too stressed to get up and her body ache taking over her nerves was making it all the more difficult for her to wake up so she planned to sleep for a few more minutes.
She tossed and turned. A nagging pain in her back was not letting her sleep peacefully. She fluttered her lashes and adjusted her sight. Yawning like a kid and she smuggled inside her cozy duvet and closed her eyes to relax a bit more.
Opening the door he saw the same sight, which he saw yesterday. His cute little wife sleeping on the couch. Her hair a little messed up, her cheeks turned due to some rashes, which might have happened due to his stubbles being rubbed against her delicate skin. Her legs still curled up. And her face seemed to be little pale.
He threw the towel on the bed and come near her. "she was having fever yesterday. And I? god, how could I do it like that with her when she was not well? That bloody Mrs Gupta will not let me live peacefully. Waise bhi as if I care. But she is a kid after all. I should have been a little more considerate", he thought.
He came near her and picked her up in his arms.
"Arnav ji?" she flinched by his touch.
Somehow she did not like his touch she did not know why. Maybe she was under some shock after yesterday's act so her body was rejecting his touch.
Sensing her uneasiness he made her sit on the bed.
"how are you?"
"Erm! I am' Erm! I am fi'.ne" she stammered not able to meet his eyes.
He tried to check her temperature but Khushi unconsciously moved back. "I am fine Arnav ji".
"you can rest if you want to" without further interrogation he said and got up from the bed only to get stopped by her.
She held his hand and looked at him sheepishly.
"Can I get a hug from you Arnav ji?" she asked him still not looking at him
Arnav sat on the bed and waited for her.
Khushi nervously slid her arms around him and rested her head on his shoulders.
"you need something?"
"you" she answered clutching him more towards her.
Arnav slowly slid the duvet and exposed her milky skin. His eyes fell on the bruises that he gave her yesterday night.
He hugged her and covered both of them with the duvet.
"kya Khushi?" he asked caressing her hair
no matter how much she tried but she just couldnot get herself to tell him that he has hurt her a lot physically yesterday. She felt shy, she was scared, she just couldnot.
"I am hungry", she said
Arnav just couldnot help but to smile. He broke the hug and cupped her face.
Khushi bit her lips and said "you look cute when u smile Arnav ji" with that she kissed his nose.
"Can I get a kiss on my lips?" he demanded
"sure" she literally jumped on him and kissed him with a chuckling sound and then nuzzled her nose with him lingering her face on him caressing his face.
"you still have temperature Khushi!", he said feeling a sudden warmth thought what she was doing.
"aap ab agaye ho na'ab sab thi ho gayega" (now that you have come, everything will be fine) she said inhealing his musky aftershave and hiding her face in his chest feeling a little shy.
Arnav hugged her tenderly and kissed between her hair. He didont know why he was having a fatherly feeling for Khushi. The way she was behaving with him, he was forced to like her and her cuteness. He was shocked to learn this side of him whenever he is around this cute little girl. No matter how much he wanted to stay aloof but his heart was rejecting all kinds of negative thoughts. He was forced to indulge himself in her innocence and purity.
He cupped her face and asked "Khushi, what happened when I was not here?".
He felt her freeze for the moment. Her hand which was tracing his strong mucsles abruptly stopped.
Suddenly her cute smile vanished and nervousness took over.
"khushi!" he looked at her fondly. "tell me what happened?"
drowning in his eyes she could only see some glimpse of her father in him. Was it because he was his mentor or she was genuinely feeling that protectiveness which she used to feel around her father she was unable to judge.
Throwing her arms around her husband she hugged him once again.
"take it easy" he caressed her hair to calm her down.
Khushi wasnot crying but she was feeling extremely nervous. She wasnot a girl who will ever complain about anything. She was strong but she always wanted someone who can understand her inner turmoil rather then her being vocal.
"Khushi!" he called her once again this time with much tenderness in his voice.
Kissing his chest she composed herself and brought her face near his. Cupping his face she continued. "Arnav ji, aapke pechhe I was missing you a lot. You know I was very sad that you did not call me once while you are not with me. I thought you don't care about me. But I was wrong I was so wrong. You did care about me a lot. Just that you must have been busy with your work and like a newly wed I was a little grumpy and behaving like a typical wify types forgetting the practicality of life. I am sure you were indulged in some very important work that's why you did not call me. But its ok Arnav ji I understand. Work comes first. My father always used to tell me, for a man his main priority is work as he has lots of responsibilities towards his family. And you are not only taking care of me but u have to take care of the entire family". So I understand. But next time please text me if you cant call. I was waiting atleast one text from you.
To say Arnav was amazed would be understatement. This girl who was sitting in front of him almost on his lap, being a teenager how can she be so matured in talking. And she is so smartly avoiding to complain about his family? Though Arnav hate people who lies but somehow his respect for this girl has increase by few percent today. She was different. Atleast from the other household ladies he noted.
Quickly pecking her soft lips he picked her up in his arms and took her to the bathroom. Taking off the duvet he made her stand in the shower cubile.
He stepped back two three steps and eyed her top to bottom. Khushi shyly wanted to hide her naked form from her husband with her sleek arms but was unable to hide.
On the other hand Arnav did not know why he actually like it when she tried to hide herself from him. Though he was not that mushy mushy types but still he enjoyed being experiencing such cute moments between him and his wife.
"Come fast, we will have breakfast together", he said and closed the door behind.
"Nani aaj aapko chotey se baat karni hi hogi" anjali said in an authorative tone. (you have to talk to Arnav, grnadmom)
"Haan anjali bitiya, unhe neechey aanae to dijiye". (ofcourse anjali, let him come down".
"Sasuma, aap Arnav bituwa kheh dijiyega, ki either he have to choose us or his wife". (you please tell him)
Khushi after taking a shower was drying herself with the towel when she heard the door knock.
"are you done?"
"ji, Arnav ji"
"ok come fast I am going down".
"ok Arnav ji see you" she smiled feeling his husband's care towards her. "I love you Arnav ji" she whispered under her breath and hide her blushing face with the towel.
"Aiye Arnav beta, beytiye" (please come son and take your seat) mami said.
Arnav pulled his chair and sat down.
"Chotey I made your favourite dosa for you today".
Anjali served him and rest of the family members and got seated on her seat.
Arnav checked the table beside him. There was no plate on khushi's side.
Khushi came running down the stairs wearing her jeans and her pink top, her long hair damp hair adored her waist line.
She wished everyone good morning. But only akash and shyam gave her a warm smile.
Khushi smiling back to them looked at anjali, but anjali did not look back to her. She pretended to eat. Mami made a face and concentrated in her food.
Khushi's face fell immediately she went towards nani and touched her feet.
"good morning nani".
"good morning beta" she greeted forcibly.
Khushi came and sat beside anrav. She checked her place. It was as usual empty.
"erm! Arnav please excuse me, I will bring my plate".
She was about to get up when Arnav held her hand and looked at her. She looked back to him nervously.
"sit down Khushi!" he said and pulled her chair near to his chair.
Khushi obeyed her husband's words and sat beside him.
Everyone became attentive towards them. Anjali started fuming and so did mami. Akash was genuinely happy with his brother's gesture and shyam threw a quick I-am-proud-of-you smile towards anrav. Which he acknowledged in return.
Arnav broke a small piece of dosa and dipped it in the samber.
"lo! Have it".
Khushi's mouth adored a perfect "O". her Arnav ji was feeding her. If the chair wouldnot have been there she would have surely lost all her senses.
On the other hand everyone just froze. Anjali's eyes literally popping out. Mami's jaw dropped and some food too which she was chewing. Nani cleared her through seeing his chotey romancing his wife shamelessly infront of all the house members.
"Arrey wah! Bhai, mujhe nahi pata tha aap itne romantic ho" akash teased excitedly while Arnav did not break his eye lock with Khushi.
He gestured with his eyes to take a bite to which Khushi flattered her lashes and slowly took the piece of food in her mouth.
Arnav cleaned his finger by putting it inside his mouth making the rest of the ladies furious.
"how is it?" he asked
"take some more" he fed her once again.
"you know di has made this today specially for us".
"you should thank her you know. Bohot mehenat ki hai na subha se".
"sorry di, please spare Khushi for somedays you know a we are newly wedded and I want to spend some quality time with my wife, kyun jijaji?"
"ofcource saale sahab, this is the time".
The whole conversation made Khushi blush furiously and couldnot help so she hide her face inside arnav's chest.
And the other two guys started teasing the newly wedded duo.
Arnav resumed his food. A bite for himself and then a bite to Khushi.
They had almost finished eating when Arnav said, "nani, aaj meine tai kiya hai ki aaj se mere aur Khushi ek hi thal mein khayenge" (I have decided, from today me and my wife will have food from same plate).
That's it. The patience level has crossed for anjali.
Thumping her palm on the table she spatted out.
"no way chottey. I cannot sit and eat with this female".
This was the moment Arnav was waiting for.
"She is my wife Di, please respect her".
"respect? Koi sawal hi paida nahi hota hai".
Khushi was almost in tears now. She was about to get up then Arnav held her hand.
"Di, you cannot misbehave with my wife like this. And if you have so much of a problem you are most welcome to eat in your room".
Khushi was absolutely shocked to hear this. She never liked fights and special she hated to be the reason of any fight.
"Chottey aap apna limit cross kar rahe hai".
"nani aap iske beech mein mat pariye. Otherwise I will forget that you are elder to me".
"you heard me right nani, stay away from his conversation let me deal with this".
"I am the head of the house and you don't have any right to behave in such a cheap manner with me".
"oh really nani! You are the head?" he laughed out loud.
"taken. Then behave like a head of the family. Where were you when this girl was not given any food? Where were you when she was down with fever? Where were you when no one bothered to check how she is, whether she needs anything or not? And Di! How dare you talk fowl about my wife in front of aman?"
"that's because she is like that".
"ENOUGH! I know what she is and I don't want a single word against my wife in future".
"Fine chottey then we are leaving this house".
"Nani ji!" Khushi called out painfully.
"As you all wish. I have no issues with that. but remember one thing once you all step out of this house, Arnav singh Raizada will not take care of anything related to you. I will make sure I stop all the monthly checks, which is transferred in your respective accounts. And di! You know it very well that jo mein kehta hoon woh mein karta hoon". (what I say I do)
With that arnav pulled Khushi along with him to his room leaving behind the ladies.