When The Playboy Meets The Tomboy

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Khushi POV

Returning back to home after the engagement and changing to my usual dress, I breath wholeheartedly. I don't know how I lived within that heavy dress. Everyone is happy that's all I needed.

I mentally thankful to Arnav for faking a story about Di's marriage. We don't like to share her heart problem and advice from doctor for not getting married. We don't like to earn sympathy from everyone. Even though the story he made is stupid, it is better than saying the truth.

Yeah, Anjali bhabhi, his bhai and his family knows but I don't like to disclose to everyone.

Hearing a beeping sound from my phone I checked my whatsApp. It is Preeto, my classmate, she upload a picture on our tenth class group.

Even though she is my friend, I mostly open to NK.  He is my neighbour and since childhood we were together, so I knows all about him and he knows all about me as well. There is nothing that is hidden on between as. I even know when he had a crush on our senior. Those days were hilarious.

After opening the picture I looked myself at the mirror. She uploaded her marriage photo with our whole classmates. Yes, it had been more than 5 years. Her parents made get married when she is eighteen. As to say her parents were rich but somehow for the business they made her married to her father's friend's only son.

In that photo I was wearing a small gown. Earlier I used to dress up like a girl, there are reason behind my makeover to the one who is looking at the mirror. Back then it was our parents who buy dresses to us. So I had no choice but habituated it, later after my graduation I started searching for job and changed my dressing style. We are three girls in our home, father left us more to say abandoned us for his selfish needs, that's still unknown to us. Amma didn't open about it and we didn't asked her for making her sad more.

After stopping Amma from doing job, I started to apply for job. When we are studying it is easy to say gather a nice job after passing with flying colors, but nothing happened. I need job terribly and even for mechanical jobs they evaluate me as a girl and I can't do anything. Even when driving my father's old scooter, the problem is more. When someone came in wrong way and hitted my scooter, they deliberately said mistake is from my side. Since I am a girl most of the people supported him. Society never change and never gonna accept any girl.

For these things I changed my dress but to my surprise, those fake cases decreases and I got job easier. Later I found more comfortable on this dress than those dresses that I used before. From then until now I love my dressing style.

In the beginning I love to wear jeans and  t-shirts, Later changed it to loose t-shirts and over coat. I don't like to wear tightening dresses which revealing my body shapes. Then cut my hair to my shoulder and tied it like gentle hairstyle.

In my busy life, I need to earn for my family. For Di's medical expenses and much more, in these days I have no time to think about getting married and settle down. In my school and college life too, my aim was to study harder pass quickly and contribute something to my family by giving Amma some rest.

But now I am engaged but to no one else, a dumb man. Self obsessed and self praising rich jerk. But he is friendly to me. According to what Lavanya sai he won't talk to others more. Yeah, his mouth is his problem, if he open it everything will fall down. His attitude and everything. His thought is making me chuckle.

I still don't have any damn idea how will I live after my marriage. With that thought sleep embarrassed me.

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Third Person's POV

While putting sindoor on her partition, Arnav didn't show any expression. But unknown to Khushi, she cried. Cried because she is gonna leave her family, cried because she have to leave with him. But she curved her lips up to smile even though her eyes failed to bring the emotion.

There is full media, business friends, relatives and some celebrities. Arnav turned into a complete new one, that is new to khushi. She expected his talking, joking more to say, at least his self praising. But nothing happened. She doesn't have time to think about him though.

After photo shoot section, Arnav gone to talk with someone after introducing khushi to him.

"What happened to him? Why he is so silent? " Khushi asked to Akash  when he walked to her.

"He is like that. Don't you know? " He surprised. "This is his way to remain his status and retaining Playboy's image. He won't take to everyone like he talk with us. There is a limit for him to open in the public, especially when there is camera. Being a business man, there is more enemies for him. So he won't open up more.

Khushi POV

I am wondering what must running through his mind now, he can't keep quiet, so his mind must be blabbering.

Arnav came back and smiled at me, don't forget to mention how he glared at Akash sir. He won't change internally for sure..

"Bhabhi asked you to marry doesn't means you can steal my wife. "He uttered making me laugh.

" I am going. " Akash sir left.

"No one knows how hard was to getting married and contract... " He muttered.

"Yeah, no one dared to marry this play boy. " I laughed. Even though practically he is not a play boy, but theoretically he is one.

Soon hoping on car, he drived to his home and I tried my maximum not to cry. Arnav asked Amma and di to shift to his home. But they denied. He said he will makes them move to his home and why they are living their alone. He is right and I can't ask them to move on following me immediately. I don't even know about his family well. So I kept quiet.

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Sorry for being late. Even though this chapter is boring I need to clarify something about Arnav and Khushi.

If anyone can't digest the fact that I explained earlier or will happen in the future, let me say it is a work of fiction not someone's biography.

Like, are movies and series  completely logic ?
You can expect next chapter soon.