PART 18
Arnav woke up at the knocking of the door. He glanced towards the bed, still in her wedding outfit covered in the blanket and sleeping peacefully.
Not wanting to disturb her, he opened the door to find the his Di, Payal, Akash, Shyaam and Lavanya, standind right infront of him.
"What the...? What are you doing here La? How do you all know Payal" asked a over confused Arnav.
"What JijaJi! How will everyone not know me? After all you married my sister. So Simple"replied an excited Payal.
"where is my Bhabhi, chote, let us eneter?" Anjali tried to get in.
Arnav was confused that ever. Was Khushi his wife? She is Payal's sister. He then saw a smiling shyaam throught the corner of his eyes. If it would have been her, then Shyaam would not be smiling. His ASR brain was unable to find the solution.
He closed the door on their face saying them that he would soon come down with Khushi.
He turned around and saw his sleeping wife. He closed his eyes and placed his palm over his racing heart.
"Khushi!" he murmered.
"hmm.." came the reply.
His eyes shot open. He couldn't beleive it. He had married Khushi. Khushi was his wife. His happiness knew no bounds.
His heartbeat had united with its mate. They were bound to be together and beat as one. His Love for her had found Khushi.
He went up to her. Sitting down beside her on the bed, he slowly started lowering the blanket to see her face. As he did, he saw his angel.
His Khushi. His wife.
His heart had already said him who she was. If only he could have understood then.
He saw her face as the morning's first sun rays fell on her face. He slowly moved a love strand of hair that was blocking his view.
He smiled content. She is his's and he is her's.
They are one now. He leaned forward and kissed her forehead, a sign of his true love for her pouring out his concern for her.
"I'm sorry Khushi! I had to do this for you." he murmered, his forehead on her's.
"I know Arnav."
Arnav moved back to see her face. she smiled at him earning a smile back from him.
"Arnav! I'm sorry, I was getting married''
"OK! So wife, you never wanted to marry me?"
"NO! Arnav! I wanted to. I mean I didn't know it was you?"
"I know I was getting married myself"
"But you were forced to by Shyaam. Right?"
"Shh...Forget it Khushi. We were destined to be together and we are."
"Right! So now what?"
"What? Nothing."
"Nothing?''
"What do you want Khushi?" He leaned closer towards her. Khushi looked into his eyes. They were glistening with mischief and were filled with deep love for her. She drowned into them as if her life depenended on them.
She came to her senses when she felt Arnav's warm breadth on her lips.
She leaned forward and kissed his cheek and tried to make a quick escape but Arnav was faster than her.
"Not so quick wifey!"
"Arnav, please let me go. What will everyone think? I'm already late. You made me cry so much last night."
"What the..? I made you cry? I was just saying that I Lov..."
His words lay hanging. He knew Khushi wanted to hear it from him from long but he never accepted his love for her and gave her pain and rejection.
But not anymore.
As soon as he had started saying her the three magical words, Khushi had swung herself into his arms in a bear hug, sobbing.
He gently moved Khushi away from him to see her face and uttered the three magical words gaining a radiant smile back from his wife.
"I LOVE YOU Khushi! A Lot!"
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2 more parts to go...!