Just good Friends
Anjali and Devyani Raizada sat in the main lounge looking at each other incredulously -what had just occurred. World war three had just broken out over what ? how did it all start.
“Nani ji , do you think those two will make it through the wedding intact ,each in one piece.”
“Oh I think they will, the question is will my heart be able to many more of their arguments”
“Nani ji are you sure ,this is the right decision. I mean Khushi and Arnav -I have never seen them fight so much.”
“They have been best friends for a long time since we can all remember -they knew how to behave….now their relationship has changed they are still working it out -it will take a little time but they will get there. But for now we had better stock up on paracetomols and ear plugs and remove everything thats breakable from the vicinity of those two”
Khushi lay on her bed hugging her pillow -crying into it when she heard a gentle knock on her door.She refused to answer -She wanted to be on her own. The door creaked open and he looked at her lying on her bed crying into a pillow-he felt like crap. Khushi sensed Arnavs presence without looking round she knew it was him.
“Khushi can I come in?”
“What ..hic ..are ….sniff …asking ….hic ….for ?…you’re already in!”
Arnav felt like crap all he seemed to do these days was make her cry. Up until recently he would have killed anyone that would bring a tear to his best friends eyes. He would have lynched them for raising their voice at her and here he was responsible for both. He had shouted at her and made her cry. Why did she make him lose his temper so quickly -and their latest argument had been about her job. She had passed her degree with flying colours -she had passed with gold medals -all she had wanted was to work. He had meant to say after a couple of months of them being married she could work anywhere she wanted to in AR designs -she wanted to work straight away for someone else -not him as a designer.
He wanted her to himself for a while -before sharing her with the stress and strain of a job. At Ar designs she could come and go as she pleased do what ever she wanted -work as many or as few hours as she wanted -he could teach her guide her and above all protect her from the jackals in the industry . As his wife no one would dare misbehave with her or he would destroy them . And yet it had come out all wrong -instead they had had a blazing row with her throwing a vase at him.He ducked -it missed him . But she left the room in tears.
To top it off he was told of by Nani and Di for upsetting her .
She felt the bed give as he sat down by her.
“Khushi please stop crying…..I’m….I’m……really ….sorry .”
Khushi stunned turned round to look at him and stare which her red tear stained saucer shaped eyes open mouthed .
“you said sorry! You didn’t say watch the tone Khushi- you actually apologised ……..to me ! Are you feeling OK Arnav “-she quickly scrambled off the bed and made him lie down
“Are you feeling OK ?”
“I ‘m fine but then evidently so are you “
He pulled her hard so she fell on top of him -“But then so are you!. Khushi let me explain why I would like you to work for me and no one else but after that if you want to work for someone else then its fine with me – but no more tears”
Arnav continued to explain to her in-between kisses his reasoning -by the end of his explanation their conversation didn’t make any sense, they had no idea why she had been crying all he said was “Khushi I had better get out of your room two weeks till our wedding -if we make it “
“What do you mean if we make it ?”
“I’m not talking about getting married -I’m talking about our wedding night it might happen a lot sooner than our wedding if I don’t leave your room now!”
Arnav took a deep breath and pulled away from her Khushi looked at him and then bit her lip. Was she responsible for making him look like that ? his shirt was open and his trousers were undone. When did she do that -she had no idea. Arnav saw realisation hit her as her face changed colour from red to deep red. He laughed “yes you are responsible for my state of undress- take a look at yourself -She hadn’t faired much better -Khushi screamed with realisation -she had nothing on her top. When did he remove her kurti -she hadn’t even felt him unhook her bra or when he took it off. Arnav laughed even more as she desperately searched for her items of missing clothing.
“When , how ? How could you ?”
Arnav just smile and said “just like you did”
“You need to leave my room now!”
“Am i forgiven ?”
“Arnav you are forgiven before you do anything wrong -but i still have to scream at you!”
“Can you stop throwing things at me -you see this now belongs to certain individual by the name of Khushi Kumari Gupta and she has a screw loose so I can not be held responsible for what she might do to you”
Khushi just smiled at him “-AS long as the world knows the it belongs to me “
“Since you are in a better frame of mind and I have agreed to all the rituals that you want -can I wear a suit to the wedding ?”
Khushi stood up right and hugged him running her hands down his chest and then his back. She slipped her hands inside his trousers and caressed his butt and and said “You have no concept of how sexy you look in a sherwani and how hot you ale me feel” With that Khushi pushed him out of her room and shut the door standing their shaking with laughter and passion. Arnav stood dazed outside her doorway.
“Chote – you ok ? “
“Have you said sorry to Khushi
“CHOTE – whats with the mmm is everything ok ?”
“Yes Di -I was just thinking of changing my outfit for the wedding ?”
“What ?Why ?”
“I was thinking of a sherwani -the same colour as Khushi ’s lengha”
Anjali smiled in relief- she thought she had another argument brewing those two would give her heart attack. Thank Devi Maya -only two weeks to go to the mehndhi.