Chapter Thirty Two

"Arnav," Khushi gasped.

"That's it baby."

"Arnav-"

"Hush, I got you," Arnav soothed.

"Babe, I can't" she panted.

"Yes baby, you can."

Khushi groaned. "I can't lift anymore weights!"

Arnav and Khushi were in the gym room, working out. At first it was just Arnav working out and Khushi had come in to give him his cup of coffee, but she got stuck in daze, admiring her husband's physique. Unfortunately for her, Arnav got her to start working out with him, and now here she was, lifting weights.

"You're lucky I'm gonna be exhausted after this," Khushi frowned.

"Baby, these are like what? Two pound weights?"

"Five but it seems like fifty!"

Arnav chuckled. "Just a few more, come on."

Khushi groaned and did as he said, and the second she completed her set, she put the weights down and collapsed to the floor, laying down.

"My poor arms," Khushi whined.

Arnav chuckled as he joined her by her side. "It wasn't that bad baby."

Khushi made a face and boy if looks could kill, Arnav would've been done for!

"Don't ever make me do that again," Khushi exclaimed.

Arnav grinned. "Baby."

"I'd rather be a baby then be wiped out! I can't even get up cause I don't have the energy in me to do that!"

Arnav smirked lightly as he moved over her, moving in between her legs.

Khushi frowned. "Don't get any ideas Mr. Arnav Singh Raizada."

"Oh? Why not Mrs. Khushi Arnav Singh Raizada?"

"Because you're going to do 50 push-ups."

"Push-ups? Why," he chuckled.

"After the hell you put me through, you're going to go through it as well."

Arnav put his hands on the floor beside Khushi's face, trapping her under him. "Only 50?"

"I did 5 sets of ten so yes, 50 push-ups."

"Fine, 50 it is."

Arnav bent his arms and came closer to her face.

"Kiss me," Arnav murmured on her lips.

"I don't have the energy in me to do it and right now, I don't feel like kissing you after what you made me do," Khushi pouted.

Arnav chuckled and kissed her, then extended his arms. "One."

Khushi scrunched her eyebrows and Arnav bent his arms again, kissed her, then extended his arms.

"Two."

Khushi couldn't help herself but to smile. "A kiss for every push-up?"

Arnav bent his arms and kissed her. "Yes," he murmured on her lips, then went back up. "Three."

"Why?"

Arnav bent down and kissed her, then went back up. "For motivation. Four."

"Interesting.... I just might like this."

Arnav bent down. "Good," and he kissed her then moved back up. "Five."

Arnav continued to do this for next forty five push-ups. At fifty, Khushi was surprised that Arnav was still holding himself up as if he hadn't done any of the push-ups.

"I know you're strong, but I didn't know you were that strong," Khushi said.

"Baby, you're hurting my feelings," Arnav pouted.

Khushi chuckled and entwined her fingers in his damp hair. With her other hand, she wiped the little sweat beads that had formed on his forehead.

"I'm assuming you have some energy in you?"

Arnav cocked his eyebrow. "Yes I do. Why?"

Khushi didn't say anything and wrapped her legs around his waist.

Arnav gasped. "Is my Khushi being brave?"

Khushi nodded. "I want you."

Arnav grinned. "Now?"

Khushi nodded. "Yes."

"Here?"

Khushi's eyes widened. "Here?"

"Why not?"

"B-but what if someone comes looking for us?"

"Dad's been down at town hall since 7 in the morning and Dai Ma is doing groceries. Everyone else is busy doing their work."

"But-"

"Plus it's not like I have to wrap up anymore," he smirked.

Khushi blushed. A while back, she had gone to the doctors and had gotten the pill, just to be more careful. She had a scare that she was pregnant, but she got her gift from mother nature the week after. After that, Khushi just wanted to be careful. She didn't know what Arnav's opinion was on having chuldren. Although she'd like to have a baby now, she was scared to ask Arnav.

"What's wrong," Arnav asked.

Khushi looked up at him and shook her head. "Nothing important, just a thought."

Arnav nodded then kissed her. Khushi tightened her hold on him, tightening her hold of his hair. Arnav shifted and brought one of his hands down to her waist. He brought his hand under her t-shirt and Khushi moaned into his mouth.

"You're lucky I didn't change out of my pajamas today," Khushi said.

"True. Thank you dad and Dai Ma for leaving early and not having my wife go through wardrobe for breakfast."

Khushi pulled on his hair.

"Ow, sorry."

Khushi frowned. "I can't come down in my pajamas to breakfast. What would Papa think?"

"That you're normal."

Khushi tugged on his hair again.

"Ow, okay, sorry!"

Khushi pouted.

"Khushi, you've been in this house for more than a year. Aren't you comfortable yet?"

Khushi frowned. "I have been since the day I arrived here."

"Then why do you feel the need to present yourself."

Khushi pursed her lips.

"I've noticed that lately you've been trying harder, and I don't understand understand why."

Khushi looked down. How could she tell him what she heard Divya say about her?

"Khushi, you are perfect just the way you are. Even if you're in a baggy t-shirt and sweats."

Khushi smiled softly.

"I hope that while I'm away, you'll realize that."

Khushi groaned and looked away. "Do you have to go to Paris?"

"And London, yes. I told you to come with me. It could've been our second honeymoon," he grinned devilishly.

"No, I have to take care of Papa."

"What about me? Don't you have to take care of your husband? The number one husband in the world?"

"Number one? More like a hundred," Khushi teased.

Arnav gripped Khushi's waist. "Take that back."

"No," Khushi smirked.

Arnav tickled her sides, taking Khushi into a frenzy.

"Arnav- Arnav stop," she laughed.

"Take it back."

"No, stop!"

"Take it back Khushi," Arnav grinned.

Khushi tossed her head from side to side, howling with laughter. "No, I won't!"

Arnav continued to tickle her and Khushi continued to laugh.

"Be a good girl Khushi and say that I'm the best husband in the world."

Khushi could only laugh, unable to bring words to her lips.

"Say it."

"I- Arnav- I can't!"

"Say it."

"Stop tickling me, I can't speak!"

Arnav paused but he kept his grip on her waist. "Now say it."

Khushi caught her breath. "You're crazy."

Arnav poked her sides, causing Khushi to jolt.

"Hey," she exclaimed.

"Say it," Arnav said, his finger ready to poke her again.

"You're impossible."

Arnav cocked his eyebrow, ready to poke her, when Khushi stopped him.

"Okay! You're the best husband in the world. Happy?"

"Nope."

"What-"

Before Khushi could say anything else, Arnav sealed her lips with his. When he broke away, Khushi sighed.

"I'm gonna miss that. Two weeks?"

Arnav nodded. "Two weeks."

Unable to help herself, tears formed in Khushi's eyes.

"Oh baby, don't cry."

Khushi sniffled and looked away. "I'm not," she said, her voice cracking.

Arnav brought them up and brought her to his lap, cradling her in his arms. "It's not that long," Arnav said softly, running his fingers through her hair.

"I know," Khushi whispered.

"You won't be alone. You have Dad and Dai Ma with you."

"I know but... I don't know why, but I feel like something is going to happen."

"Like what?"

"I don't know... I can't tell if it'll be good or bad."

Arnav smiled. "Don't let your paranoia get to you babe. Everything will be okay."

Khushi held onto Arnav, hugging him. "I hope so."

Arnav stood up, taking Khushi in his arms. "It's obvious that you won't let this go, so it's up to me to distract you."

"Oh? And how will you do that," Khushi asked, though she had a pretty good idea what it was.

Arnav only winked and took her to their room.

Chapter Thirty One

Arnav groaned and burped.

"Arnav," Khushi scolded.

Arnav shrugged. "Sorry, I had too many luchis," he said innocently.

Khushi shook her head while Aryan chuckled.

"I love dinners like this," Aryan said. "All of us happy and kidding around. Its all thanks to you Khushi - you've brought happiness into our lives again," he winked.

Khushi blushed. "Surely I didn't do anything."

"But you have," Arnav said. "Dinner used to be dead quiet before you came. It was just awkward and weird. Thank you babe," he winked.

Khushi blushed and gaped at him while Arnav chuckled.

"You have no shame," Divya said.

Khushi looked up at her and she was shaking her head with a grin.

"Can't help it," Arnav shrugged.

Arnav caught the look on his father's face and he frowned.

"Oh don't you give me that face dad. I remember the stuff you did."

"What he did," Khushi questioned.

"I've done nothing," Aryan said innocently, taking a drink of his water.

"Counter top," Arnav said, and Aryan sputtered out his water.

Khushi looked at Aryan with wide eyes and went over to him. "Papa are you okay?"

Aryan wiped his mouth. "I thought we'd never mention that again."

Arnav shrugged. "You can't blame me for any of my actions. I just get it from my old man," he said, crossing his arms.

"What are you talking about," Divya asked.

"Busy in the kitchen," Arnav sang.

"Arnav," Aryan scolded.

Divya's eyes widened and she looked at Aryan. Khushi couldn't believe her own ears and looked at Aryan.

"Had I walked in a little later," Arnav continued, 'I probably would have-"

"That's enough Arnav," Aryan said.

Khushi pursed her lips, trying to stop herself from smiling. The way Aryan's face had turned red from embarrassment was just too cute.

"Like father, like son," Khushi said.

"Actually in our case, it's like father & mother-"

Aryan stopped himself and looked at Arnav. Khushi looked at him confusedly and then at Arnav. Arnav was looking down, the amusement on his face gone. Without a word, he got up and left.

"Arnav," Khushi called out.

She went after him but Arnav didn't stop and went upstairs. Khushi stood there, completely puzzled by her husband's actions.

Aryan came behind her and put his hand on her shoulder. "Just give him a moment."

Khushi looked at him confusedly. "Why did he leave like that? Is it because you mentioned Ma?"

Aryan nodded.

"But why? He usually doesn't react this way."

Aryan looked down. "It's Shalini's death anniversary today."

Khushi gasped. "It is? But why didn't anyone say anything?"

"Because we never speak of it."

Khushi scrunched her eyebrows. "I don't understand. And why didn't anyone mention this last year?"

"Arnav doesn't like it when we do something on her death anniversary. Ever since he was young, he hated it when we held a puja. So for his sake, we never do anything, mention it or bring her up during these times."

Khushi looked up the stairs. "He still can't get over it."

"I think he chooses not to be reminded because he wants to get over it. But no matter how many years pass, it doesn't get any easier."

"But I don't understand," she said, looking back at him "Why didn't anyone say anything last year? Or at least mention it to me?"

"Because Arnav knew you'd try to do something," he smiled softly.

Khushi pursed her lips.

"Remember when he kept going to the city for business?"

Khushi nodded and realization struck her. "He left because of that."

Aryan nodded.

Khushi's expression saddened. "Poor Arnav."

"Why don't you go on up to him."

Khushi nodded and did just that. She went on up to their room but when she entered, she didn't see Arnav. She looked around the room and froze when she saw a part of the wall open like a door.

What on earth, Khushi wondered.

She went over to it and  looked at it confusedly. Of all her time here, she had never even noticed something odd about the wall. Khushi peered in and saw a little hallway. With a gulp, Khushi entered and walked down the hall. She entered a vast room and found Arnav sitting in a chair by the fireplace.

"Arnav?"

Arnav snapped out of thought and looked at her and Khushi gaped.

Arnav was crying.

Khushi made her way over to Arnav and he took her hand and pulled her into his lap. He buried his face in her neck and Khushi held him securely.

"Arnav, are you okay," Khushi asked softly.

Arnav didn't reply so Khushi pulled away slightly and held his face in her hands. He looked down and Khushi tilted his head up so he'd meet her eyes.

"Look at me," Khushi said softy.

Arnav did and Khushi's heart clenched. She hated seeing him like this.

"Talk to me," Khushi said softly.

Arnav pulled her in closer and she laid her head on his chest. For a moment they were quiet, the sound of crackling from the fireplace echoing in the room.

"I miss her," Arnav finally said.

Khushi held his hand to her chest, waiting for him to continue.

"When I was young, I thought she would come back," he continued. "I thought since they didn't find her body, she was still out there."

Khushi bit her lip to hold back her gasp. She was surprised by the information, but she didn't want to interrupt Arnav.

"I waited but year after year passed. Eventually I realized how stupid I was being, so I left town and stayed in the city to escape it all."

"But you came back," Khushi said. "You came here in your final year, just like Ma."

Arnav nodded then he sighed. He shut his eyes and nuzzled Khushi’s hair.

Both sat there for a while, embracing the crackles the fireplace made. Khushi understood that Arnav needed this.

Arnav sighed. "Would you do something for me?"

"Anything," Khushi replied.

"Will you visit my mother's grave with me?"

Khushi caressed his face. "Of course."

Arnav kissed her forehead. "Thank you," he whispered against it.

"Anything  for you," Khushi whispered back.

Arnav gazed at her then sealed her lips with his. "I love you so much," he breathed in between kisses.

"I love you too."

*~*

Khushi looked at Arnav. "I'm ready."

Arnav reached out and took her hand.  He placed a kiss in the palm of her hand then led them out. They headed out of the house and got in Arnav's car. He drove off into town, leaving it behind to go to the cemetery. Arnav eventually stopped and the two got out of the car. Arnav took Khushi's hand and he led her up a small hill to Shalini's grave. Khushi caught her breath at the sight of the polished, black marble tombstone. 

"Because we never found her body, my dad decided to put this tombstone in," Arnav clarified. "This way if we missed her a lot, we had a place to go."

Arnav crouched down and sat by the tombstone. Khushi joined him and sat down beside him. Arnav took her hand in his then looked at the tombstone.

"Hey Ammu. I'm sorry this took so long, but I brought your daughter in law," Arnav said.

Khushi smiled softly. Although it may seem weird to some that Arnav was talking to the tombstone, Khushi didn't think of it that way.

"I hope you aren't mad that I took so long," Arnav continued. "You know how difficult it is for me. Plus, to be honest, I've been very distracted lately. Thanks to a certain someone," he said, looking at Khushi.

Khushi blushed, a soft smile playing on her lips.

Arnav continued on with his conversation with his mother and Khushi watched in awe. He was very happy, chatting away and telling his mother everything since the last time he had been here. 

Arnav sighed. "I miss you Ammu. I really wish you were here with us."

"But she is," Khushi said, taking Arnav's hand and placing it over his heart. "Right here."

Arnav smiled and pulled Khushi into his lap.

"Arnav, what are you doing? Not in front of Ma!"

"Please, she'd be happy to see us like this. Ecstatic really." He tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear. "I wish she was here so she could personally meet you, see you."

"She watches over us everyday," Khushi smiled softly 

Arnav looked up at the moonlit sky. "She does, doesn't she."

Khushi nodded. "And she always wants the best for her son."

Arnav looked at Khushi. She smiled softly and he caressed her face. 

"I love you Khushi."

"I love you too Arnav."

Arnav brought his face close to hers to give her a kiss, when Khushi placed her hand over Arnav's lips.

"Arnav, not in front of Ma."

"She doesn't care," and he moved her hand out of the way and sealed her lips with his.

Khushi could feel all of his emotions pouring through thus kiss. The love, the passion, and the intensity was expressed through their kiss. She knew Arnav needed her more than ever, and she would always be there for her.

"I need you now," Arnav said in between kisses.

Khushi understood that he didn't just mean the he needed her, but that be needed her.

And Khushi did as well.

"Take me home," Khushi breathed.

Without another word, Arnav got up on his feet, picking Khushi up. He took her back to the car and drove home.

As Arnav drove away, a figure appeared behind one of the trees.

It won't be long now.

Chapter Thirty

With days passing by, AR Industries became busier and busier. Arnav and Khushi were busier than ever, as they had landed a really good deal. Khushi felt bad that she was spending most of her time on the company instead of housework, but Arnav needed her help more than anyone.

One day, Khushi had managed to make some spare time. She headed on down to the kitchen and found Dai Ma working.

"Dai Ma, do you need help," she asked.

"I'm fine," she smiled sweetly.

"You sure? And do you know where Papa is? I wanted to ask him if he wanted kheer for dessert or something else."

"I think he's in his study."

"Okay," Khushi smiled, and she turned away.

Dai Ma turned back to her work and scoffed. "Do you need help? What the hell does it look like? Do I need help," she mocked. "I still can't believe Aryan brought this random village girl into the house as Chote's wife."

She twitched her lips. "You'd think bringing in a village girl would help around the house but no! Now she thinks of herself as some Maharani," she scoffed. "I told Aryan to let me find a girl for Chote, but no! Chote will fall in love, he said. Well look at the trash he brought in."

"Dai Ma?"

She turned around to see Khushi standing there.

"Could you leave a bowl of flour and a jug of water for me, please? Arnav wants to eat luchis today."

Her eyes widened slightly, though on the inside she was relieved Khushi hadn't heard her. 

"Oh," she said innocently.

"Yeah," Khushi smiled softly. "He just asked me out of the blue."

Dai Ma smiled. "Well if that's what Chote desires to eat, then that's what will be made."

Khushi smiled. "Thanks."

Khushi walked out of the kitchen and stood by the door. She heard Dai Ma sigh and move some items.

"She's lucky Chote asked," Dai Ma said. "If that bitch decided on it, I'd just pretend to forget."

Khushi's eyes widened and she turned away to go to the study.

Oh my gosh, Khushi thought. I can't believe Dai Ma just said that! And the stuff before!

That's right, Khushi had heard what Dai Ma had said.

Why does she hate me? I never did anything to her? Is she mad that I haven't been helping her lately?

"Khushi?"

Khushi snapped out of her thoughts and looked up to see herself standing outside of the study. Aryan looked at her curiously, a photo album in his hands.

"Is something wrong," he asked.

Khushi shook her head. "No," she lied. "I just wanted to ask if you'd like kheer for dessert or something else."

"Kheer is fine sweetheart," he smiled softly.

Khushi nodded and looked at the album in his hands. "What's that," she asked curiously, going over to him.

"Just some pictures of me and Shalini," he sighed sadly.

Khushi looked up at him then looked at the pictures. Aryan handed the album over to her and Khushi took it. She looked at the pictures in front of her, gazing away at the beautiful couple in the photos.

"Ma looks beautiful," Khushi said, putting her hand on top of a photo.

"She was," Aryan smiled softly.

Khushi looked up at Aryan. "If you don't mind me asking, how did you two meet?"

Aryan chuckled. "That is actually an interesting tale. Filmy, but interesting."

"Filmy? How," Khushi wondered, her eyes beaming with amusement.

"We met here, in this town. I was at the open market in the plaza with my friends, messing around, when a beautiful someone bumped into me."

Khushi tilted her head. "Did she really bump into you," she smirked lightly.

Aryan chuckled. "No, I did since I was walking backwards, but of course I told her she was at fault. And boy did she give me a face," he chuckled.

"Oh?"

"When we bumped into each other, I turned around to see who it was and found her gaping at me. Her face scrunched up and she started to yell at me, telling me to watch where I was going."

"What did you say?"

"At first? Nothing. She was the most beautiful person I ever laid my eyes on. Eventually I spoke and told her to watch where she was going since she was walking forward and knew where she was going. And then I flirted with her saying, and I quote, unless you purposely bumped into me."

Khushi gaped. "Oh my gosh! Did you wink? And what did she say?"

"I winked alright," he chuckled. "After she stared at me for saying that, I did it. And when I did that, her jaw dropped and she tried to say something, but I just smirked at her," he grinned.

"Oh my gosh," Khushi chuckled. "Then?"

"Then she made a face and walked away, muttering under her breath."

"Just like that? You didn't say anything else to her?"

Aryan shook his head. "Nope. I just watched her walk away, huffing and looking back to scowl. She was definitely muttering under her breath and no matter how many times I asked her later on what she said then, she played it off. Well, except that one time...."

"When was the next time you saw her?"

"College. First day of our last year."

Khushi’s eyebrows shot up. "Really?"

Aryan nodded. "She had just moved to town with her family and she transferred in."

"To our college? Senior year? But that's what Arnav-"

Khushi’s eyes widened and Aryan smiled sadly. Khushi caught her breath and looked down.

So that's the real reason he came back to town, she thought.

"What happened when you saw her again," Khushi asked softly.

Aryan looked down, smiling softly. He took the photo album from Khushi and flipped back a couple of pages and showed her a picture.

"This picture was taken on our first day," he said. "And back there," he pointed, "is Shalini."

Khushi looked at the picture and saw a young Aryan with three other guys, their arms around each other's necks while they grinned away. In the background, there were people stuck in their own business and right by Aryan's finger was Shalini, dressed in a white selwar kameez, looking to her right with a paper in her hands.

"Just after we took the picture, we turned and she came bumping into me again," Aryan chuckled softly. "Her eyes had widened and she stared me in shock and the first thing she said to me was you?!"

Khushi chuckled.

"I flirted of course, asking her if she was following me and she rolled her eyes at me and walked away."

"You didn't stop her?"

"Nope. She just walked away, huffing and muttering again," he chuckled.

"I'm assuming you saw her around?"

"Definitely." He put the album down and crossed his arms. "The first time I saw her, she just... she was just so beautiful. Yet every time I saw her after that...."

"After that...?"

Aryan chuckled and looked at Khushi. "The first time I saw Shalini, she was dressed up, wearing a red selwar kameez. Her hair was done, she had all these bangles on, and she had makeup on. But when I saw her the second time, and every time after that, she never dressed that way again.

"Shalini wasn't one of those girls who wore makeup. Unless there was something to celebrate or it was a good day, then she would. I hear a lot of people say that makeup makes a woman more beautiful. But when it came to Shalini, it was the complete opposite."

Khushi smiled softly. "You loved her just the way she was."

Aryan nodded. "A woman's natural beauty is what makes her truly beautiful. Not some product that say you aren't beautiful until you put their product on."

Khushi nodded.

Aryan sighed and looked at the album. He flipped through the pages until he came to picture of Shalini.

"She had her sister take this one. She had a presentation that day, so she was really excited. Yet on the way, she bumped into me again."

Khushi chuckled. "Again?"

"Oddly enough," he chuckled. "When we bumped into each other, I said how it was weird we kept bumping into each other. Of course, she was irritated and said that I was stalking her and bumping into her on purpose."

"And what did you say?"

"I said it was a smart idea and that I'd do that," he winked.

Khushi chuckled. "Seriously?"

"Mm hmm. And did she give me a face or what! She huffed away and I called out to her, telling her that I loved her."

Khushi gasped. "You did?"

Aryan nodded. "I did. She turned right back around and gaped at me, completely shocked. I could only grin at her and then she made a face and huffed away."

"Just like that? She didn't say a single word?"

"I'm sure she did in her mind," he chuckled. "The next time I saw her she tried to turn away, but I ran up to her. I apologized for startling her but I had only ran up to her because I didn't know her name to call out to her. It took all those bump-ins to learn her name, though it wasn't easy. She didn't want to tell me, but I got it out of her," he smiled proudly. "When I did, she got mad that I got it out of her and walked away."

"Why do I get the feeling you stopped her," Khushi said suspiciously.

"I didn't exactly. I called out to her, saying that every time so far, she's always bumped into me and has always walked away from me. But one day, she'd coming running towards me and into my arms."

"And one day she did," Khushi smiled.

"Indeed she did. And like a movie, she came running in the rain, straight into my arms," he smiled softly, the memory playing in his head.

Khushi looked down at the picture of Shalini and flipped to the next page, which was filled with her pictures. "What made Ma realize that she loved you?"

"A few more bump-ins, some flirting, and saving her."

"Saving her? What happened?"

"Shalini was going home from the library and I was going out to a party. I took a detour to get some beer, when I saw some goons annoying her."

"And like a scene from a movie, you fought them off," Khushi grinned.

Aryan grinned. "I'm a hero after all."

Khushi chuckled. "I'm assuming she fell in love with you then?"

Aryan nodded. "Though she didn't understand it at the time. Every time she saw me after that, she had this gleam of wonder in her eyes. Although she hadn't figured it out yet, I could tell by that gleam in her eyes that she was in love with me."

"How long did it take for her to confess?"

"I saved her Friday night and she came running into my arms the week after."

"In only seven days?"

"Mm hmm. But that's because I approached her on Monday. I told her that I could see her feelings for me clearly. Her eyes gave everything away. She told me she didn't know what i was talking about. So I told her that next Saturday morning, I'd be waiting for her at the plaza, exactly where we first met. If she realized what she truly felt for me, then she'd come to me that morning. If not, then I'd never bother her again and she would never see me again."

Khushi gasped. "You'd never see her again?"

Aryan shook his head. "It would only keep her in peace."

"But she loved you."

"But she didn't know it yet. And if she didn't, well, I wouldn't bother her with it."

Khushi nodded, understanding his point.

"Its a good thing she came that day. I don't know how I could have ever avoided her for so long. I loved her too much to stay away from her."

"But she did come running to you."

"And we were together ever since. Every day after that, we spent it together. At first it was for a certain amount of time - I hated it."

"Hated it? Why?"

"Spending a few hours with her weren't enough. I wanted to spend every waking second with her. I even told her that and she only laughed. Then I promised her that one day, I'd have her for the entire day. Just me and her, no one else, spending a whole day together with no intrusions."

Khushi smiled softly as she remembered Arnav saying the same to her.

"My wish came true though. But instead of it being just one day, it became the rest of our lives. We were together everyday, starting and ending our days together. Our lives went on like this, happily in love together. ...then one day she was gone."

Khushi pursed her lips and looked down.

"We promised each other we'd be together forever." Aryan picked up the album and gazed away at a picture of Shalini. "Only forever got cut short."

Khushi chewed on her lip. "What happened to Ma," she asked softly. "Arnav never mentioned it, not to mention barely mentions her."

Aryan didn't say anything for a moment, quietly looking at the picture.

"It's okay if you don't want to talk about it. I understand it's difficult."

Aryan sighed. "I would tell you, but it's still hard to talk about it. Even after all these years."

Khushi placed her hand on Aryan's arm. "It's okay papa."

Aryan flipped through the pages of the album, both him and Khushi looking at the pictures. 

"Wait," Khushi said, "is that Dai Ma with Ma?"

"Yeah, this was when Shalini was pregnant."

Khushi looked at the photo. Both women were smiling in the photo, but for some reason, Khushi sensed something off about Dai Ma's smile. 

"How do they know each other," Khushi asked. 

"They were best friends after Shalini moved here. Divya was around some of the moments Shalini and I bumped into each other," he chuckled lightly.

Khushi's scrunched her eyebrows. "Divya?"

"That's her name. I guess you when you call a person by the relation you tend to not know their name," he chuckled lightly.

"Yeah," Khushi said absentmindedly, looking at a picture of Shalini  and Divya together. "How odd is it that even though I've been in this house for more than a year, I don't even know her name? It's like I don't even know her at all."

Aryan's soft chuckle snapped Khushi back to reality. "I guess. It's funny how I barely call her by her name. I just find her and ask for something, that's it."

"Hmm...."

Khushi just looked at the photo, specifically at Divya.

Dai Ma, Khushi thought, why do I get the feeling you're nothing but shady?

Chapter Twenty Nine

Arnav frowned. "It's our anniversary party, yet we can't even celebrate in our own home."

Khushi looked at his reflection in the mirror while she did her makeup. "Maybe, but it's a sweet gesture."

"Gluing my hands to my balls? I don't think so!"

Khushi giggled. "They're so sweet."

Arnav frowned. "I'll pretend I didn't hear that."

Khushi stuck her tongue out and finished up her makeup. "How do I look?"

Arnav sighed and got up from the bed, making his way over to his wife. "Beautiful as ever. But I prefer you without all the junk. You're perfect, just the way you are," he smiled.

Khushi blushed. "Kiss up," she teased.

Arnav cupped her face. "More like honest man."

Khushi smiled softly and kissed him softly on his lips. "I love you."

"I love you, too," and he kissed her.

The two held onto each other, when they heard the sound of someone clearing their throat. Both broke away instantly when they saw Dai Ma's back. While Khushi felt death would be better at the moment, Arnav found the situation too funny, though he suppressed his laughs.

"I'm assuming you're both ready," Dai Ma said, still not facing them.

"Uh, yeah," Arnav said casually. "We'll see you downstairs."

Dai Ma only nodded and left the room. When the door shut, Khushi groaned and sat down on the bed, covering her face.

"Kill me now," she groaned.

Arnav frowned. "It's not that big of a deal."

Khushi looked up at him with wide eyes. "She saw us kissing," she stressed, blushing really hard.

Arnav smirked. "Aww, my shy, timid wife is turning crimson."

"Am not," she defended, though Arnav was correct.

Arnav chuckled. "Are too."

Khushi frowned. "You're lucky it's our anniversary today, mister."

"Hmm, bold Khushi - I like," he winked.

Khushi rolled her eyes and got up. "Shall we?"

Arnav held his arm out for Khushi to link to. The couple walked out of their room and went downstairs. They joined the others, then headed out to the reception. Upon arrival, everyone clapped their hands and cheered, congratulating the couple. Lavanya went up to them and led them to the stage, seating them down. She picked up a mic by the DJ and spoke.

"Good evening everyone and welcome! Tonight, we celebrate the first anniversary of Bhai's and Bhabi's marriage."

Everyone clapped.

"Food is being placed now, so everyone can go line up. In a few, some of our loved ones will share a story. Thank you."

Lavanya turned off the mic and the guests dispersed. She went over to the couple, as well as Akash, Payal, NK, and Seema.

"Aww, you followed the family tradition," Lavanya said to Khushi.

Khushi smiled. "Of course."

"So Nanav, you ready for me to say an embarrassing story to the guests," NK said, wagging his eyebrows mischievously.

Arnav frowned. "Shut up."

Seema hit NK's arm. "Can't you behave for once." she teased.

"NK not messing with Bhai? That would take a miracle," Akash said.

Seema sighed. "Why didn't I fall in love with a man that's as calm as Akash?"

"Hey," NK exclaimed.

"Serves you right," Arnav smirked.

Payal wrapped her arm around her husband's. "Well sorry, but he's taken."

"Why me," Seema mocked.

NK gaped at her and Khushi chuckled.

"It's okay NK," Khushi said. "You have me."

"That's right," NK exclaimed, and he sat down beside Khushi.

"What the," Arnav said.

Khushi linked her arm with NK's and everyone but Arnav chuckled.

NK looked at Arnav. "Jealous you don't have this kind of connection," he said, wagging his eyebrows.

Seema scoffed. "As if." She sat down beside Arnav. "He's got me," she said, linking her arm with Arnav's.

Payal went around and stood behind them. "And me," she said, sticking her tongue out.

"Two beats one," Arnav smirked.

NK gaped at his wife and at Payal, and he squinted at Arnav.

Khushi scoffed. "Two beats one, huh?"

Khushi reached out and took Akash's hand. He went around and stood behind Khushi.

"Two on two," Khushi smirked.

NK made a face to Arnav. "What now Nanav?"

Both sides squinted each other down, not realizing the photographer was standing in front of the stage, taking pictures of them. The two sides continued to stare each other down, refusing to loose. Then they remembered Lavanya and they looked at her. Lavanya felt scared by their stares because they looked at her like she was meat, and they hadn't eaten in days.

Lavanya held her hand up. "Don't look at me, you'll loose regardless cause I'm on both sides."

"You should be on my side cause I'm your brother," Arnav said.

"But I'm you bhabi, making me even more special," Khushi said.

Lavanya chewed on the inside of her lip.

"What's it going to be," NK asked.

"Choose wisely," Seema said.

Lavanya gulped.

"Well," Payal questioned.

"What have you decided," Akash asked.

"Okay, why do I feel like I'm suddenly in a horror movie," Lavanya said.

No one said anything, waiting for her decision.

"You know what, I don't care!"

Lavanya turned around and sat down in between Arnav and Khushi. Everyone gaped at her and the photographer raised his camera.

"Smile," Lavanya grinned.

Everyone looked up at the photographer and he took the picture, everyone but Lavanya looking puzzled in the photo.

*~*

While they all bickered, the guests ate away. Music played in the background and the little kids messed around on the dance floor. Everyone was busy with their own thing. So busy, that no one realized there was an uninvited guest. Even if they were to, they never would have expected this guest to be here at all.

*~*

"What is going on here?"

Khushi looked up. "Shyam!"

Khushi got up and hugged her brother, Arnav joining her by her side.

"How are you Di," Sham asked, letting her go.

"Happy," Khushi smiled.

"Good."

Shyam shook hands with Arnav.

"You're here alone," Khushi asked.

"I didn't say anything to anyone and came on my own."

Khushi's smile slightly dropped. "Oh."

Arnav wrapped his arm around Khushi's waist. "I'm glad you could make it."

"Of course! Anything for my sister," Sham smiled.

The photographer came and took a picture of them.

Lavanya came running over. "Time for the speeches," she sang.

"Oh lord," Arnav groaned.

Khushi chuckled. "This should be interesting."

Lavanya got the mic again and asked everyone to settle down. Everyone sat in their seats and gave their full attention to Lavanya.

"Thank you. We're now going to share some of our favorite moments with Bhai, and I think I'll go first?"

She looked back at the others and they nodded.

"Okay! So I'm Lavanya. Um, of course there's been a lot of precious moments. Growing up, I've always seen Bhai, as we used to live here in this town at the time. Like any brother-sister relationship, there's always been a lot of teasing and kidding around. I remember one time when I was just a teenager-"

"You still are," Arnav said.

"Am not!"

Everyone chuckled.

"Anyways, were was I? Oh yeah, when I was just a teenager, Bhai would be very protective. It was bad I had NK bhai and Akash bhai hovering over me, but he was something else. I remember him dropping me off to school and if any guy looked at me, he would stare them down so badly, it was like he'd have lasers shooting at them."

Everyone chuckled and Khushi held Arnav's hand with a smile.

Lavanya chuckled. "When I think about it now, it's quite funny. But at the time, it was very irritating" she frowned.

"You're welcome," Arnav smirked.

"Actually, a thank you does come in order here because I might not have found the man I truly love," she said, looking at Aman. "So thanks Bhai for being so annoying."

"You're welcome," Arnav smiled with his boy-ish charm.

"And I'm glad you found the love of your life too. Thank you."

Everyone clapped.

"Who's next," Lavanya said.

Akash came forward. "I'll go," and he took the mic.

"Hi. I'm Akash. Um, talking to crowds isn't really my thing, but when it comes down to Bhai, I have to."

Everyone smiled softly.

"Although we're only a year apart, sometimes it would feel like we were years apart. Bhai always had this thing about him that made him seem older, more mature. Growing up, I looked up to him. He was and is my role model."

Arnav smiled softly.

"Ive seen people my age do a ton of crazy stuff, but like an older brother, Bhai always helped me from right and wrong. And I guess, in a way, he's made me who I am today. And because of that, I found the woman that I love oh so very much."

Payal smiled.

"So thanks Bhai. And congrats on finding the woman of your life," he smiled.

Everyone erupted into applause and Payal took the mic.

"Hi, I'm Payal. Um, so I met Bhai only a month or so after Akash and I started dating. I was kinda nervous because I knew how important of a figure he was to Akash. In fact, I was scared to meet Bhai. Knowing how important he was, I was scared I was going to make the wrong impression. But Bhai turned out to be really sweet and very supportive. I remember when we'd go out to events, Bhai would be alone."

Khushi looked at Arnav curiously.

"He never had a woman by his side, even though a lot of women wanted to be with him. I would always wonder why, but now I know," she said, looking back at Khushi. "He was destined to be with someone else."

Khushi smiled and Arnav held her hand.

"Love you guys," Payal smiled, and everyone applauded.

Seema looked at her husband and he gestured her to take the stage. She shook her head at him as she got up to take the mic.

"Guess I'm next then," she said. "Hi everyone, I'm Seema. I met Bhai a long time ago, and I mean a long time ago. I was only in the sixth grade when NK first introduced me to him. I admit, I was pretty nervous. Besides the fact that he was family, I heard how serious of a person he was. But typical NK, he totally exaggerated."

NK frowned and Arnav chuckled.

"Bhai was totally chill and... and he was sweet like... l-like...."

Seema hesitated a bit.

"I'm sorry," she tried to laugh off. "Um, Bhai was totally chill... a-and he was like a brother to me."

Knowing how difficult it was, NK went over to his wife and held her hand. Seema glanced at him and smiled lightly as he squeezed her hand lightly. 

Seema took a deep breath. "As an orphan... it's hard to imagine ever having a family. Even though I had only met at the time and knew him for only a while, he made me feel like family," she smiled lightly, tears pooling in her eyes. "It truly felt like he was actually m-my brother."

Arnav smiled lightly and so did Khushi. 

"I knew NK was wrong. He wasn't as serious as NK had claimed. Bhai was very sweet and loving and I knew that some girl out there would be very lucky to have someone like him in their life," she said, looking back at Khushi. "Congrats you two on your first anniversary."

Everyone clapped and Arnav got up to give Seema a hug.

NK took hold of the mic. "He's only nice to you wifey."

Seema frowned and lightly hit him on his arm while NK chuckled. Arnav and Seema took their seats and NK turned to the crowd.

"Hey everyone, hope you guys are enjoying the party," NK said.

The crowd cheered and NK grinned.

"Good, that means we'll have a blast when the music starts," he grinned.

Everyone chuckled.

"For those of you who don't me, and I mean who doesn't know me," he chuckled, "I'm NK."

Someone whooped and NK pointed out them.

"Oh yeah! Got a fan in the crowd," he grinned. "Anyways, out of us three bros, I'm the youngest. Which obviously means I'm the cutest."

Some girls hollered and whooped.

"Sorry ladies, happily married," he said, pointing at his ring.

Some of them whined and NK grinned while Seema made a face.

"So, as I was saying: I'm the youngest bro. Which means I'm the bratty one."

Everyone chuckled.

"In all honesty, I can be annoying. Especially when it comes to Nanav.

"Ever since Nanav first called himself that, I found myself calling him that and it just stuck with me. As much as it annoys him, he knows that deep down, he loves it."

"Actually, I don't," Arnav said. 

"Ignore him," and everyone chuckled.

"While I may be the most annoying person in Nanav's life," he continued, "I also hold a special place in his heart."

"Lies," Arnav said.

"Don't be in denial," NK smiled.

Everyone chuckled again and Khushi playfully hit Arnav's arm.

"When we were young," NK continued, "I used to live in this town with my family. It was like a party everyday when it came to us Raizada's. We were at each other's place basically everyday! And of all of our places to go, I looked forward to going to Nanav's place because I was crazy for Kaki Ma's cookies."

At the mentioning of his mother, Arnav smiled sadly. Khushi noticed the expression on his face sadden, and she held his hand, giving it a light squeeze. She glanced at Aryan and saw him sigh, straighten his spine, and cross his arms, looking lost in thought.

"When I think about it now, I'm pretty sure it annoyed the crap out of her," he chuckled lightly. "But no matter what, she always had a batch of chocolate chip cookies ready for me."

Aryan sighed, memories flashing in his mind.

NK took a moment before he continued. "Growing up, I always saw the tremendous amount of love she poured on Nanav. The amount of love she had... it was just... something else really. And Nanav was pretty darn spoiled," he chuckled.

Arnav frowned while everyone chuckled lightly.

"There's this one moment that's always stayed stuck in my head. I think I was about five years old when this happened. Or maybe- no, I had just turned five and Nanav was turning seven. Anywho, I was looking for Nanav to ask him if I could play on the Nintendo 64, and I found him with Kaki Ma. They were talking about stuff and one thing I remember from that conversation was Kaki Ma talking about him getting married to a beautiful woman in the future. Of course, at the time I had laughed about it, but when I think about it now, it makes me wonder how she knew," he said, winking at Khushi.

Khushi smiled lightly.

"Nanav was always good at heart and that's really because of Kaki Ma, no offense Kaka," he said, looking at Aryan.

Aryan shook his with a soft smile.

"Kaki Ma always made sure that Nanav was sweet and kind-hearted. But when Kaki Ma passed away..." He took a shuddering breath. "Nanav changed after that. He closed himself off and was always upset."

Khushi was surprised by the information and she glanced at Arnav, who only looked straight at NK.

"He wasn't the same. Akash and I tried to lighten up his mood, but he wouldn't budge. For a while I wondered what to do, when I remembered what Kaki Ma had said to him once: never change and always be the good and kind boy you are. It stuck with me and I felt that it was necessary of me to do something. So I began to annoy him."

Some people chuckled lightly and some had tears pooling.

"I made it my obligation to keep Nanav the way he was. It helped that Akash was around, though they ended up moving away to the city for about two years, but that didn't stop me from my mission. And I think me annoying him and keeping him on his toes is what brought him back to being him. So basically, if there's any reason why I annoy him, it's because I love him," he said, his throat closing up. He faced Arnav. "And if Kaki Ma were here today, she'd be so proud of you."

Arnav got up and he gave NK a hug. The two brothers hugged while everyone had tears pooling in their eyes and their throats were closed up.

Arnav let go of NK and messed with his hair, causing everyone to chuckle. NK frowned and released him, and tried to get Arnav, and the two started to mess around.

"Okay, okay, you got me," NK said, and Arnav stopped and gave him a hug. "I love you bro."

Arnav smiled. "And no one loves you."

"Hey!"

"Okay, okay," Aryan said, coming to break the two, "no fighting you two. It seems like marriage didn't even make you two grow up."

Everyone chuckled.

Lavanya came over and took the mic from NK. "Now then, why don't we bring up the mood and start this party?"

Everyone hollered. Lavanya looked at the DJ and he turned up the music. People got on to the dance floor and the Raizada clan joined. Everyone danced the night away, going crazy as they all got sweaty and makeup dissolved away.

While everyone was too preoccupied, the unknown guest remained hidden. The guest glanced out from their hiding place and watched Arnav and Khushi as they held each other and danced the night away. The guest glanced around the crowd until their eyes landed on someone.

I'm coming for you.

Chapter Twenty Eight

As the sun came up, it lit up the room, casting a shadow over Khushi, who was riding out one of the best orgasms of her life! Khushi came crashing down onto Arnav's chest, breathing heavily. Arnav's chest heaved rapidly, calming Khushi from her high. With the little strength he had regained, Arnav lifted his hand and placed it through Khushi's hair, tilting her head up.

"Happy first anniversary," Arnav breathed with a huge grin on his face.

Khushi grinned like a fool, her heart blooming. "Happy first anniversary!"

Arnav chuckled and turned her over, both laughing with joy.

*~*

"There they are," Aryan beamed. "Happy first anniversary," he cheered.

Arnav and Khushi came walking into the dining room to see a whole bunches roses all over the room. All the workers were in the room, each with a gift for the special couple. Both Arnav and Khushi smiled as Aryan came towards them and hugged them and gave them his blessing. One by one, the workers came up and gave them their gift and wishes, and both Arnav and Khushi felt blessed and loved. Once all the gifts were given, the workers went back to work and set out on making it a very special day and decorating the house.

As soon as the couple sat down, Dai Ma came in from the kitchen. She had specially made kheer, knowing especially how much Arnav loved it, and blessed the couple and gave them a gift. Everyone settled down for breakfast and Aryan spoke.

"What are your plans for the day," he asked.

" Well I did plan on a special evening for just the two of us," Arnav began, "but then I got threatened."

Aryan's spoon paused in the air. "Threatened?"

Khushi giggled. "Arnav's overreacting."

"Am not," Arnav defended. "If you were in my place when they said that stuff, you'd feel threatened."

Khushi rolled her eyes with a laugh while Aryan remained confused.

"Payal, Seema, and Lavanya are throwing a party for us," Khushi clarified.

Aryan scrunched his eyebrows. "I thought it was supposed to be a surprise."

"I know," Arnav said. "That's why I was threatened. They were going on and on about how I was ruining the surprise they planned and I got threatened that if I made any plans, I'd be done for."

"Oh come on Arnav, they won't do anything," Khushi said.

"When we were young, I broke Lavanya's mp3 player by accident. She super glued my hands together."

Khushi's eyes widened and she tried to hide her grin.

"And that's just her. Need I go on?"

Khushi shook her head but the grin remained.

"That was a rather... amusing incident," Aryan reflected, a grin on his face as well.

"Not funny," Arnav frowned. "She glued my hands in such a way that when I was out on the streets, people thought I was begging for money.

Everyone broke into a fit of laughter while Arnav frowned away. The laughter calmed and breakfast resumed. Once everyone was done, everyone split to their work. Arnav and Khushi headed to the office and when they arrived, employees were at the door with gifts and flowers for their bosses. The day went by well, gifts and flowers sent in from other company owners as their regards.

During their lunch break, Arnav had planned a little something special for the two. They went to a cute restaurant and spent time there.They had already ordered and we're in the middle of eating when Khushi's phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Hey Bhabi! Where you at," Lavanya said.

"Your brother has taken me out for lunch."

"What?!"

Arnav looked up. "Who is that?"

"He took you out even after I threatened to super glue his hands to his balls?!"

Khushi broke out into a fit of laughter. Arnav looked at her confusedly while people in the restaurant looked at her weirdly. Khushi calmed down and caught her breath.

"You did not threaten him with that," Khushi said, taking a sip of her water.

Arnav instantly knew who she was talking to and looked anywhere but at her.

"I did. You guys better not do anything in the evening," Lavanya threatened.

"I wouldn't dream of it," Khushi smiled. 

"And that's why you're the best and Bhai isn't. See ya later!"

"Bye," and Khushi ended the call.

Khushi looked up at Arnav and saw the embarrassment on his face.

Khushi rested her chin on her folded hands. "So that's what you were threatened with," she smiled. 

"... Payal and Seema agreed with her. And trust me, that girl would somehow do it."

"How," Khushi chuckled. 

Arnav scoffed. "Trust me - you don't know her like Akash, NK, and I know her. That evil little...."

Khushi shook her head and chuckled. "You know you love her."

"Would I be alive if didn't?"

Khushi giggled. "How dramatic."

Arnav rolled his eyes.

Their lunch date came to an end and the two returned to work. They left early so that they had enough time to rest at home and then get ready for the party in the evening. 

"What should I wear tonight," Khushi asked as she browsed through her clothes.

Arnav wrapped his arms around her and nuzzled her shoulder. "You'll look beautiful no matter what you wear."

Khushi blushed slightly and turned her head to look at him. "You're so sweet," she smiled.

Arnav kissed her. "I know."

Khushi chuckled and looked back at her clothes. "So many choices but no clue on what to wear."

Arnav looked at Khushi's clothes when something came to his mind. Khushi was busy looking at some saris when she realized how quiet Arnav was. She looked back at him and found him lost in thought.

"Arnav? Is something wrong?"

Arnav snapped out of thought and let go of Khushi. Khushi looked at him confusedly as she watched him go through her clothes until he found her bridal wear.

"This. Wear this tonight," Arnav said. 

"My bridal wear?"

"I remembered when I saw a picture of my parents first anniversary. Apparently it was tradition for the girl to wear her bridal wear at the first anniversary."

"It's a good thing you remembered."

Arnav and Khushi turned around and saw Dai Ma standing outside the or walk-in closet. 

"Your father told me to remind you of that tradition," she smiled.

"Thanks Dai Ma," Arnav smiled.

"You two better get ready," she smiled, and then she left.

Khushi held her lehenga and gazed at it. "I can't believe it's been a year."

"Neither can I," Arnav smiled softly.

"Time is going by," Khushi sighed.

Arnav nodded. "Soon enough we'll have kids and-"

Khushi's eyes widened and she blushed at Arnav's words. Arnav caught the look on Khushi's face and smirked. Khushi glanced up at him to see he was smirking and she looked down, blush taking over her face. Arnav grinned and stood before her. He cupped her cheeks in his hands and tilted her face up, though Khushi felt shy and continued to look down.

"I wonder... if we had a daughter, would she look like you or would she be shy just like you."

Khushi blushed even harder and she pursed her lips as her smile grew.

Arnav smiled. "I'd love to have a mini you."

"... and if I wanted a mini you?"

Arnav grinned. "Then we'll both have you on the edge."

Khushi looked up at him and smiled. Arnav smiled as well and pulled Khushi into a hug.

"Someday," Khushi sighed.

Arnav pulled back and tilted Khushi's chin up. "All in good time," and he sealed her lips with a kiss.

Chapter Twenty Seven

Business was going well for Arnav and because things were going so well, he was completely busy with it. He made trips to the main city now and then to take care of business and at home, he was stuck on his laptop. Khushi teased him now and then, saying that she was lonely and that he should have married the laptop instead, but it was only a joke. However, Arnav found that true and he didn't deny it - he was surrounded by work that he barely got to spend time with his love. He wanted to see her more often than he now usually did.

Arnav had just finished with a conference call and was making his way to his father's study. He knocked on the door and Aryan had him come in. Aryan was sitting at his desk, reading a book.

"What can I help you with son," Aryan smiled, putting the book down.

"I wanted your opinion."

Aryan scrunched his eyebrows. "About what?"

"Well, its also for your permission."

Aryan's frown deepened.

Arnav took a deep breath. "What if Khushi worked with me? She is a business major after all. She could help me with work here and there."

Aryan nodded and leaned forward. "Hmm... have you asked Khushi?"

"No."

"Well ask her first and find out how she feels."

"I already know what she's gonna say. She's gonna be all like how she has to help with the housework and what not. And then she's gonna mention you so I thought why not go to you first."

Aryan chuckled. "That's Khushi alright."

"Yup."

Aryan leaned back in his seat. "I'm fine with her working with you. You could use some help and you need someone completely trustworthy. Khushi's perfect for that. So go ask her how she feels about it."

Arnav grinned. "Thanks dad! You're the best!"

Aryan grinned as he watched his son walk out. He looked out the window and at the stars.

We both know he's gonna be distracted, right Shalini, he wondered. Good. Because the poor boy needs it. He sighed. Reminds me of when we used to fool around. Like father and mother, he chuckled to himself.

*~*

"So what do you think," Arnav asked.

Khushi just gaped. Arnav had told her of his proposition and couldn't believe it.

"Papa agreed," she asked. "Just like that?"

Arnav nodded. "Yup."

"B-but what about the housework? The cooking, the cleaning, the-"

"There are other people to take care of that, love."

"But-"

"I thought of it and dad approves of it." Arnav held her by her waist. "All you need to do is agree."

"But I don't want to leave all that stuff on Dai Ma's shoulder," Khushi pouted.

Arnav smiled softly and tucked her hair behind her ear. "It's okay, Khushi. She won't mind either. Besides she's been doing all of this before I married you and she likes it. I know she won't mind."

"But-"

"But nothing. I want you to join not only so that I get some help but so that I see you more often. When work gets heavy, I barely see you and I don't like that."

Khushi smiled softly. "Aww, that's so cute of you."

Arnav cocked an eyebrow.

Khushi giggled. "Okay, I'll go to work with you."

Arnav's eyes lit up like child's on Christmas morning. "Really?'

Khushi nodded. "Yes."

"Yes!"

Arnav picked her up and swung her around, Khushi giggling as she did.

Arnav slid her down his front. "God, I love it when you laugh."

Khushi beamed.

"I never thought I would say this but I can't wait to go to work tomorrow."

*~*

Arnav took Khushi to the office the next day and she learned the ropes. The staff were kind and they all greeted her with a smile. Khushi had gotten her own office space next to Arnav's room and she would be working in there. Arnav taught her about the company and everything to it. It was just a matter of time until Khushi understood it all. It surprised Khushi especially when she learned that the company made $75,000 in an hour, and they were improving, hoping to make $100,000.

Wow, Khushi thought. Arnav has worked so hard in such an amount of time. This company truly must make him happy.

It was just a matter of time that Khushi had learned everything and she helped Arnav out with work. She eventually got her chance to go to the main city, where she had never gone before. Khushi was excited when Arnav told her they would be going. It surprised Arnav when he learned of that, but knowing her parents, it made sense. So he planned on making this trip epic for her. They arrived to a hot-shot hotel, and they lived in the presidential suite. Arnav took her around the city the day after and they did a ton of shopping, as well as some sight-seeing. The day after, they went to AR and Khushi was stunned by how huge and beautiful it was. They were staying for a couple of weeks and that was enough time for Khushi to learn about this branch and how it operated.

Time went along and the couple would go here and there for work. Usually it would be a trip to the city, but they mostly stayed at home. During their break, Khushi would stay with Arnav his room, and she would gaze out to the waterfront. She could see the variety of boats, as well as the grand houses and huge plots of empty lad around it.

What would it be like to have a home there, Khushi wondered.

Arnav came in with their lunch and placed it on the desk. "What's up love?"

"Nothing, just enjoying the view," she smiled softly.

"Well I like what I'm seeing," Arnav winked.

Khushi giggled and looked away.

Arnav came behind her and held her waist. He nuzzled her behind her ear and kissed her wear her neck met her shoulder. Khushi took in a sharp breath, her body coming to life by his touch.

"There's something I want to try with you," Arnav whispered.

"What," Khushi breathed.

"I want to have sex with you here."

Khushi's eyes widened and she turned around to gape at him. "What?!"

Arnav blinked. "What," he said innocently.

Khushi smacked his hands off of her. "Do you have no shame?"

Khushi walked away from Arnav to get her lunch.

"What's wrong with that," Arnav asked. "It's quite normal here."

Khushi's eyes widened. "Normal?"

"Yeah. You don't think I don't know that some of the staff do it here in the building?"

Khushi's jaw dropped. "They do?"

"Yeah. They're lucky I've never caught them in the act. But that smell of sex down there just makes it too obvious. We've got some horndogs in here," Arnav said with a roll of his eyes. "That's what I get for having people fresh out of college."

Khushi frowned and then she shook her head clear. "You really want to have sex here?"

Arnav shrugged.

Khushi pursed her lips and then she looked down. She picked up their lunch and put it on the coffee table. Arnav watched her as she walked back and sat on top his desk, right in front of his chair.

"Okay," Khushi blushed.

Arnav shook his head and stood before her. "Khushi, it's okay if you don't want to. We don't-"

"No, I want to-"

"Khushi-"

"I've read about it."

Arnav frowned.

"I've read novels where they have sex on the desk," she blushed. "It always... fascinated me."

Khushi blushed even harder as she watched Arnav's lips curve up. She could see him trying to hide his amusement, but he couldn't. Khushi crimsoned and covered her face. Arnav reached forward and moved her hands away.

"Don't hide that pretty face," Arnav said softly.

Khushi only looked down.

Arnav cupped her face and tilted it up so that she'd look at him. "Are you sure?"

Khushi bit the inside of her lip and nodded. "Yes," she breathed.

Arnav sighed and leaned his forehead against hers. "Khushi, we don't always have to do what I want."

"I know," she whispered.

"I never want to force you into anything."

"I know." She cupped his face in her hands and had him look at her. "I trust you Arnav."

With a groan, he sealed her lips. He brought his arms around her waist and pulled her lower half against him. Khushi gasped, feeling his erection.

"This is what your words do to me," Arnav whispered on her lips before kissing her again.

Arnav reached behind Khushi and pushed everything of his desk. He slowly laid Khushi down, without braking the kiss.

"I love you," Khushi whispered.

"I love you too," Arnav replied, running his nose along hers.

Arnav reached down to undo his belt and Khushi reached up to kiss him. Her hands joined his and they undid his belt and trousers, releasing him. Arnav reached under Khushi's dress and Khushi tilted her pelvis up, letting Arnav pull down her panties.

"They're soaked," he smirked against her lips.

Khushi bit her lip. "Your words do that to me," she whispered.

Without another word, Arnav reached into his pocket and got a condom, and put it on. He entered her in one swift move and both groaned.

"You're so fucking tight," he grained, his eyes screwed shut, the appreciation visible on his face.

Khushi kissed his forehead and his cheeks as he slowly moved inside her. Gradually, his speed increased. Khushi would meet him every time, creating a rhythm between them. Khushi reached beck a gripped the desk, feeling her body build up.

Oh my god, this is even better than how books describe it, Khushi exclaimed in her head.

As her body built, her back began to arch. Arnav was reaching his high as well, his thrusts more relentless than ever! Within seconds, both of them came, Khushi's body coming completely off the desk as she arched her back. Both came down with a thud and they broke into laughter. Khushi held Arnav to her as they laughed and calmed down.

"Well... that ended with a bang," Arnav chuckled.

"That it did," Khushi giggled.

Arnav picked up his chin and looked at Khushi. "I'm so lucky to have you."

Khushi shook her head. "Its me that's lucky to have you."

"Wrong," and he sealed his lips over hers.

They remained entangled that way, holding and playfully kissing each other, even though their break was over and everyone had resumed their work. Thank goodness for the tinted glass and soundproof walls or else who knows how everyone would react to the noises that were coming from there.

Chapter Twenty Six

Later that night, once everyone got home, Khushi was upstairs in her room, removing her jewelry, already changed into her nightwear. 

What do I do, she wondered. Should I try and be bold? But I'm so nervous, I can't do it! But a part of me wants to. ... I don't want Arnav to get bored of me. Although we've only been married almost three months.... Ugh! Why is this so confusing?!

Suddenly, Arnav came from behind and wrapped his arms around her, snapping Khushi out of her thoughts.

"What's got you so deep in thought," Arnav asked, placing butterfly kisses behind her ear.

Khushi shook her head and turned to look at him. "Nothing."

Arnav smiled lightly and kissed her softly. "Get ready for bed."

Khushi nodded and Arnav released her. She watched him head into the bathroom with his pjs, and when the door shut, she sighed.

What do I do?! Gah!

Arnav came back out in a black t-shirt and gray sweats. Khushi bit her lip and gazed at Arnav.

He looks so hot when he's dressed like that, all that bummy-swag!

Arnav noticed that Khushi hadn't moved from where he had left her. "Babe, you okay?"

"Um...."

Arnav went over to Khushi and held her. "What's wrong baby? You've been like this since we left Akash's place."

Khushi gulped. It's now or never.

She held him by his arms and released herself from his hold. Arnav looked at her confusedly and got more confused when Khushi started to them back them up. She pushed him back till he was right in front of the bed. Arnav's eyebrows stayed scrunched as she made him sit down. She bent down and knelt before him, in between his legs.

Khushi reached up and cupped his face in her hands. She leaned forward and kissed Arnav softly. At first Arnav hadn't responded because he was completely confused, but then he just ignored it, not letting his mind wander, and he focused on his wife's sweet lips.

Once she felt him kissing her back, Khushi kissed him harder. She moved her hands down his chest, over his abdomen, till she reached the waistband of his sweats. Moving her fingers underneath it, she tugged on it, surprising Arnav. 

"What the? Khushi-"

But Khushi covered his lips once more, cutting off his sentence. Arnav let out a slight groan and let Khushi control him. One instant she was kissing him, and the next she had pushed him back, Arnav plopping onto his back. 

"What the," Arnav said confusedly. 

He felt Khushi tug his sweats and boxers off. 

Arnav got up immediately. "Khushi what-"

Khushi took hold of his cock and Arnav groaned, shutting his eyes. Khushi gazed up at him, eyeing his confusion and pleasure. Arnav slowly opened his eyes and found his wife gazing at him. 

I can do this, Khushi said in her head. 

Gathering her brain up, which had scattered all over the room, Khushi tentatively met her tongue with his cock and licked her way up from the base to the tip. Arnav shut his eyes and groaned, completely turned on by his wife. At the sight of him, Khushi was turned on. She couldn't believe her one gesture had Arnav so pleased. 

She took him in her mouth, earning another groan from him. She swirled her tongue around and took him in faster. Khushi's head bobbed, taking him in as much as she could, using both her hands around what she couldn't, rubbing them asking him, twisting her hands. It was driving Arnav crazy! He had his eyes screwed shut and he fisted the sheets beneath him.

Khushi tentatively brought her hands down and caressed his balls. She then brought her mouth down and sucked on them. Arnav groaned once more and opened his eyes. He cupped her head in his hands and kept his eyes on her as she took his balls in her mouth once more. 

"Fuck," Arnav groaned. 

Khushi could feel her blood rushing south to the asked of her thighs. Who knew that one word could turn someone on so much! 

Khushi took hold of his cock again and sucked on him. Around and around her tongue swirled as her head bobbed. Even Arnav was responding now, tilting his pelvis up and moving in and out of her mouth. His grip was tight in Khushi's hair, but it didn't hurt. in fact,  Khushi loved it! 

"Khushi," Arnav breathed., "I'm gonna come... so if you- Khushi!"

Arnav came at that instant and he came in Khushi's mouth. Khushi was shocked, but she kept her mouth around him. She felt the liquid shoot into her mouth and she swallowed. It tasted salty and she actually liked it.

Hmm, it's like what the books say, she said in her head.

While Arnav poured into her mouth, Khushi swallowed every bit of it. Once he stopped, Khushi released him and gazed up at him, come on the side of her lips. Arnav cupped her face in his hands and wiped it away with his thumb. Khushi took his thumb in her mouth and sucked it clean. Arnav picked Khushi up and placed her on his lap and he laid back, taking her with him.

"I can't believe you did that," Arnav gasped, still shocked by Khushi's actions.

"I can't either," Khushi gasped, holding onto Arnav's shirt.

Arnav blinked a couple of times. "You were really good."

"Really," Khushi asked, sounding hopeful.

Arnav smiled softly and turned them over so that she was underneath him. "Yes, you were. Now you need to be awarded," he winked.

And indeed she was.

*~*

All was well and Khushi was happy as ever. She had a loving family and loving husband and she couldn't ask for anything more.

Akash and Payal's wedding was approaching and once again, the family went into a buzz. Excitement was in the air and they all saw each other again and again, preparing. Khushi was excited! She had never prepared for someone's wedding before. Yeah she would go around helping her neighbors with light work, but she never helped totally prepare for a wedding.

The big day arrived soon enough and excitement was in the air. The Raizada's were greeted by Payal's family and were brought in. Khushi, Seema, and Lavanya went to Payal's room, excited to see the bride.

"Payal, you look beautiful," Khushi smiled.

"Thank you Bhabi," Payal blushed.

"Blushing to a compliment from Bhabi, are you? What will you do when Akash compliments you," Seema teased.

Payal blushed even harder and everyone else giggled like little girls.

"Oh stop teasing my future bhabi," Lavanya said.

Seema stuck her tongue out at her.

"How are you feeling," Khushi asked Payal.

"Nervous," Payal admitted. "I hope everything goes well and they didn't screw up any of the decorations."

"Don't worry, we checked and everything's good."

"Thank goodness," she sighed. "The only thing worrying me now is the suhag raat."

Khushi's eyebrows shot up.

"Gimme some ideas you guys, I want this night to be special and memorable."

In a flash, Seema and Lavanya popped their phones out and went onto Mr. Google to help the bride. Khushi looked at them in shock but she was also amused. They discussed various ideas and Khushi couldn't believe her ears.

"Hey Bhabi, you should do this," Seema said to Khushi.

"Do what?"

"Demand oral from Bhai."

Khushi's face heated. "What?"

Seema chuckled lightly. "You should totally do it - demand it from him and show him that you can be the boss too."

Khushi tilted her head and considered it. In the end, she was just shocked and confused.

A couple of hours later, the wedding began. In entered the bride and groom and the room was filled with applause and laughter. Everyone was happy and wished the couple the best. Soon enough, the couple made their pheras, making their vows. As they walked around the flame, Khushi held onto Arnav and sighed, a soft smile playing on her lips. She recalled their wedding and the joy of it and what happened later that night, which caused her to blush.

"Remembering something," Arnav whispered in her ear.

Khushi looked up at him and knew that he knew what she was thinking of.

"Yes," she whispered back.

Arnav smiled and kissed her forehead. "I love you baby."

"And I love you," Khushi smiled.

Khushi rested her head on Arnav's arm, her fingers entwined with Arnav's, as they watched Akash fill her parting with the vermilion.

*~*

After the wedding ended, all the Raizada's went Akash's house and they all celebrated. Other family friends were there and the party was in full swing.

"I can't believe you're officially a part of the family," Seema said excitedly.

Payal smiled softly and Akash took her hand in his.

"So protective already," NK teased.

"He'll be better than you."

NK gasped dramatically. "I'm offended."

"Good," Arnav said. "Maybe that will get you to shut up."

NK frowned.

Khushi giggled. "Stop teasing my devar."

"That's right," NK piped up.

He went over to Khushi and hugged Khushi.

"Bhabi, everyone always teases me," he pouted.

"Aww," and Khushi held him, patting his back.

Arnav rolled his eyes. "Baby," he huffed.

"See," NK exclaimed.

"Don't worry about him," Khushi said. "He's the baby."

Arnav gaped at her.

Seema chuckled. "Seriously, you're hiding under Bhabi's pallu right now?"

"Hey," NK exclaimed. "People always say that devars are always like brothers, sometimes even considered as a bhabi's kids."

"That's right," Khushi chuckled.

Arnav caught NK by the ear and pulled him away. "We don't need you to be a baby for anyone. You're already a big one."

"Nanav," NK whined.

Everyone burst into laughter. Khushi smiled as she watched her husband and her devar get into their fight, Arnav going on with NK being a baby and everyone else laughing.

How lucky am I, Khushi wondered, smiling to herself.

*~*

They arrived home late that night and Khushi was very much happy. She absolutely loved spending time with the others. She recapped the whole day in her head, from morning to the wedding, but she was stuck on one thought - the idea Seema had given her.

Should I do it, she wondered.

Arnav came from behind and swung her around, getting a shriek of laughter from Khushi.

"You looked so beautiful," Arnav said, once he put her down.

Khushi giggled. "Why thank you. You were quite handsome yourself."

Arnav grinned.

Khushi placed her hands on Arnav's arms. "I couldn't help but think of our wedding on the ride home."

Arnav smiled softly, running his fingers through Khushi's hair.

"Everything played in my head - the events, the wedding, coming here, the party, and our suhag-"

Khushi stopped herself from finishing her sentence. Arnav cocked his eyebrow at her and Khushi blushed. She buried her face in Arnav's chest and she felt Arnav chuckle, it vibrating through his chest.

"It was the best night ever," Arnav smiled.

"Really," she asked against him in a muffled voice.

"Mm hmm."

Arnav cupped her face in his hands and tilted it up. He gazed into Khushi's eyes for a moment, reflecting on all of their moments together.

"You're the best thing that ever happened to me," Arnav smiled softly.

"Ditto," she grinned.

Arnav grinned and he kissed her. Khushi kissed him back, her heart blooming from happiness.

Khushi broke away. "Arnav, can I ask you something?"

"Sure."

"If I ask you to do something, will you do it?"

Arnav frowned. "Of course I will. Why do you ask?"

"No reason," Khushi replied, shaking her head.

She had thought of doing what Seema had told her, but now that she thought of it, she couldn't find the courage to ask. The thought of it made her feel embarrassed and she flushed. But Arnav wasn't any less smart. Judging her expression, he knew that their was some dirty thought going through her head. What exactly it was, was the question.

"Let's go to bed," Arnav said.

Khushi could see the darkness in his eyes, understanding the true meaning of his words. She nodded, her cheeks flushing. Arnav grinned like the man he was and backed her up till she fell back in bed. Khushi gasped and gazed up at Arnav. Her chest heaved in anticipation and she wondered what Arnav would do to her.

Arnav slowly crawled over her, running his hand up along the side of Khushi's body. She shivered at his touch, wanting more. Arnav slipped his hands under her nightgown and sealed her lips with his. Khushi moaned, loving the feeling of his hands on her body. She wanted to remove the barrier of their clothes and wanted to be flesh on flesh.

It was as if Arnav had read her mind and he picked Khushi up so he could remove her nightgown. He set her down again and continued to kiss her, letting go for a moment as she tugged his shirt off.

"Arnav please," she moaned against his lips.

With another kiss, he trailed down her body. He ran his tongue down her throat and went to her breasts. He swirled his tongue around each of her nipples and sucked on them hard. Arnav earned a few tugs in his hair and a few grunts from Khushi.

"Please," Khushi begged.

She could feel him smiling against her as he trailed down lower along her body. With his teeth, he grabbed the waistband of her panties and tugged them down, Khushi arching up a bit to let him do so. Arnav trailed his way back up, kissing her along her left leg. He reached her inner thigh and when he was very close to the powerhouse between her legs, he moved away. Khushi moaned, wanting him to go back. Instead, he did the same on her right. He reached her inner thigh and sucked on it. Arnav glanced up at Khushi and saw that she had her eyes shut and her chest was heaving. With a smirk, he bit down onto her flesh, getting a whimper out of Khushi. He looked down at the spot and knew that in a while, it would turn purple. Proud by it, he placed a kiss over it and went to the place Khushi was desperate for him to go.

The instant his mouth met her there, Khushi dived her hands into his hair and tugged. She picked herself up slightly and watched as Arnav enjoyed himself on her flesh. His tongue did wonders to her and she couldn't help but to cry out in pleasure.

"Arnav," she moaned.

Arnav glanced up at her and Khushi gasped. She saw a wicked Arnav before her, determined to pleasure her. He kept his eyes on her and Khushi bit her lip. Her face heated up and she looked away, the intensity being to much for her.

"Touch yourself," Arnav murmured against her.

Khushi's eyes widened and she looked at him, her lips parted.

"Touch yourself," Arnav repeated, putting more pressure on her clit.

Khushi moaned and shut her eyes. She blinked her eyes open and found Arnav still looking at her.

"How," Khushi breathed, her voice very light.

"The way I do."

Arnav entered his tongue and Khushi shut her eyes. She bit her lip, feeling Arnav's tongue doing wonders to her.

What do I do, she wondered. He wants me to touch myself the way he touches me. But what should I do? He does so many things to me!

Khushi felt his teeth hit her clit and she cried out, the sensitivity being too much. She opened her eyes and saw that Arnav was waiting for her to do what he had asked. Slowly, she brought her hands up from Arnav's hair and cupped her breasts. She kneaded them the way Arnav would, only softly.

"Harder," Arnav murmured.

Khushi bit her lips and did as he said. This was totally erotic, completely heady, and Khushi couldn't believe she was actually doing this. She was touching herself, and she didn't feel ashamed of it whatsoever. It was for her husband, her love - her Arnav, and that was all that mattered to her.

"Pinch your nipples."

Khushi held her nipples between her fingers and pulled on them. She cried out slightly and her jaw dropped open.

Arnav increased his presure on her, getting a cry from Khushi. "Harder. The way I do it."

Khushi pursed her lips. She did as he said and she cried out, shutting her eyes. As she did it, Arnav had increased his pressure on her. She couldn't take it anymore and collapsed onto her back. Arnav was driving her insane and she felt her body coil up. She held onto her breasts and squeezed them, feeling the spring coil up. With a graze of his teeth on her sensitive bud, Khushi came loud and hard. Arnav sucked up all her juices, not letting her go for a moment, his mouth latched onto her pussy.

As Khushi came down from her high, she breathed heavily. She couldn't move, her body spent. Arnav kissed his way up her body and hovered over her. Lazily, Khushi opened her eyes and found Arnav smiling down at her. She attempted to smile and she succeeded. Arnav chuckled lightly and kissed her.

"I love you," Arnav murmured.

"Hmm," was all she could say.

Arnav chuckled and picked her up higher on the bed and had her head rest on her pillow. He turned the lights off and had Khushi face him and they fell asleep.