"Hai devi maiyya, Yeh maina kya kardiya!? Patanaye maine bhaan ki khalat mai Arnavji ko kya kya bataya hoga!"She slapped her forehead and started taking out the ingredients to create jalebi's.Her stress-reliever. Jalebi's were always there to help her think and to relieve her from all the stress she received from the world. She scrunched her nose as she grumbled "Laad governer" with a slight smile on her face as she tied her duppata around her waist.
He silently entered smirking and entangled his hands around her petite waist. Khushi shuddered and stepped forward, She quickly turned around, Shock evident on her face as she glared at the figure in front of her.
"Tumhaare itni himmat!? How dare you?" she questioned him.
"Khushiji im so glad. Im so glad that even after forcefully getting married to saale sahib, You remain your distance from him and I've seen it with my own eyes. Im so glad!"
Khushi gulped. How did he know? "Yeh tum kya bakwaas kahera hoh?" she stared at him. Her uneasiness growing every second. Khushi turned of the gas, Took hold of a plate of jalebi's and raised her eyebors at Shyam.
"Shyaamji, Tumhe meri aur Arnavji ki zindagi mai dhakal dehne ki koy zaroorat nahi hai sanji! Aurhaan, Mai kabhi kabhi poolside mai sohti hoon amma aur babuji she baat karne ki baad" she scoffed as she walked off.
Khushi quickly entered her room and looked for him. She spotted him gardening, He looked so peaceful, If only he could always be so peaceful, I wonder if his plants know what a laad governer he is? She shaked her head in an attempt to get these crazy thoughts out of her head.
"Arnavji!?" she squeaked as he immediately stopped his scissors, Looked ahead and waited for her to approach him He already knew she was staring at him,He could feel his heart missing a beat and automatically knew she was near.
"Arnavji, Aaj she hum aap kisaat soyenge!"
Arnav looked up at her immediately. Was she mad? "What the? Are you crazy?"
'See, See I knew he would behave like this devi maiyya' She huffed before looking back at him.
"Haan toh, Im your wife and my place is beside you on OUR bed"
"OUR!? You mean mine, Listen and het this in your head Khushi Kumari Gupta Singh Raizada, Your place is here on the floor, alone in the cold at night" he said grabbing her hand and pointing towards the cold, hard floor below where they stand.
Khusi glared at Arnav. "TUM?! Tum aisa hum se baat nahi karsakte!" she crossed her arms and made a cute, irritated face.
"Arnavji, Please try to understand, Mai tumhare paas sone bohot zaroori hai!"
"Kyoon? Why is it important for you?"
"Kyunki hum!" She silently pondered to herself. She couldn't tell Arnav about Shyaam, One because he hated her guts for no apparent reason and it would make him hate her more. Two because she was 99.9% sure he wouldn't believe her.
Arnav watched her deep in thought. He was in complete turmoil with himself. Why does she want to sleep with me? I thought she hated me? I thought she loved jeejaji? Than what, Is this her plan? He stared at her coldly as she bit her lip.
"Arnavji, Please I NEEED to sleep near you! Please!"
"Enough Khushi"
"Pleaseee"
"I SAID ENOUGH!" he screamed as he brought his arms on to her shoulders. She immediately scanned his eyes to see any type of emotion but they stared back blankly at her. She looked sideways to his arms gripping her shoulders tightly.
"Arnavji, Your hurting me" she screeched and he loosened his grip.
"This ends here, Your sleeping here and if you argue with me, Consider Payal gone faster than you can run and pray to your devi maiyya understand"
She looked up at him angrily.
"Unbelievable" she muttered before silently challenging Arnav she would be sleeping on the bed tonight.
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