Pagal hai, Par Cute Hai #4 {Invites Only} - Page 38

And the next morning, after a long talk with Nani, he put his plan in action. No more hiding, no more skulking behind corners out of sight. Khushi was his wife, and the lady of the house, Mrs. Arnav Singh Raizada. Anjali was his Di. And the two women had to live together in the same house.

So Anjali was informed by a nervous Hari Prakash that her breakfast was on the table, and the family was waiting for her to start. And when Anjali reached the table, she found the whole family seated there ... Nani at the head, Mami, Akash and Payal on one side, Arnav and NK on the other side. Her usual seat on Nani's right was empty, and she slid into it awkwardly with Akash's help.

And then Khushi appeared ... a very nervous, silent Khushi, laden with a plate of pooris, which she placed in front of Nani. That wise lady thanked her with a smile, Arnav stood and pulled out the chair between his and NK's, and helped Khushi into it. He put two pooris on his plate, and another two on hers.

"You made them?" Arnav asked Khushi with a small smile, and she nodded shyly.

He tried one. "They're good. Peethi pooris? I love them. Here, take a bite."

He fed her a small bite of his own poori laden with potato, as the family watched dumbstruck, and Nani beamed at them benignly.

Then Arnav turned to Anjali. "Di, did you take your medicines this morning? You have your monthly check up today, don't you? Do you want Mami to go with you? Or Payal? The driver is waiting for you."

Anjali nodded silently, obviously trying to decide how to react to his words. She spoke slowly, hesitantly.

"You ... Chotey ... I thought you ..."

"It will be better if Mami goes, I think. After all, she's a mother herself. Been through it all ... right, Mami?"

"Yes, I wills goes with Anjali bitiya," said Mami fiercely. She was obviously not very happy with the change in situation. "Phatee Saree and Khoon Bh..."

"Who?" asked Arnav softly. "Who are you talking about, Mami? I don't know these people, do I?"

His voice was soft, but cool. Mami gulped, and shot him a quick look. His face was smiling, but his eyes were as cold as his voice. Nani gave Manorama a warning frown.

"Err, Khoosi bitiya and Payal bahuriya ... they can stay home ... I wills goes with Anjali bitiya."

"Good," said Arnav, still in the same soft tone. He turned to Khushi. "But Khushi, I don't want you to stay home. If you're up to it, come to office. Shuklaji was asking for you ... he needs some help, I think."

"Up to it?" Payal asked quickly. "Why up to it, Arnavji? Is Khushi all right?"

"Yes, I think so," Arnav replied calmly. "But she did get a huge hit on the head when she fell over the cliff, and knocked herself out when she was trying to save me ... and you know her, she never complains. I've been trying to get her to see the doctor, but she keeps putting me off, saying she's all right."

"And what about you?!" Khushi burst out indignantly. "I told you I would see the doctor when you did. Your arms were all bruised, and those cuts ' from that fight ... but you never look after yourself ... or let me ..."

Nani shook her head indulgently, while Mami and Akash looked from Arnav to Khushi in horror.

"Bhai, you never told me ..."

Arnav looked at him coolly.

"What? That I almost lost my life, and she saved me? Well, nobody really asked, and a lot of other shit happened, and we were fortunately all right so ..."

"Yes, but you should have ... Phati saree saved you ...?"

Arnav turned to Mami at that. "No, Mami," he said pleasantly, "My wife, Khushi, saved me. Khushi. . I would not be here if it wasn't for Khushi ... I would be burned to a kabab in a warehouse somewhere in Vasant Vihar. I don't know any Phati saree and I don't care to. Nor any Khoon Bhari Taang ... Khushi, if you're finished, shall we go? Di, the car is waiting for you."

Khushi nodded and rose. The rest watched in silence and almost horrified fascination as Arnav deliberately held Khushi's hand and left the room with her. As they walked to the front door, he bent his head to say something in her ears, and Khushi smiled and blushed and shook her head. He laughed and said in clear tones that carried back to the listening family still seated at the table.

"That's all I wanted, Mrs. Khushi Arnav Singh Raizada. Your smile."

i really want like this to happen in show... see how arnav is... arnav familytho ilaa deal cheyali apdu telustadi motam clanki kushi ento