Fear of Falling in Love (Completed)✔️

47 OUR Room

Part 47 OUR room

The wedding news of ASR spread in the whole cini field. Arnav started getting phone calls from known and unknown people. He disconnected the landline phone and switched off his mobile as he didn't want to answer anyone. What was there to say about something in which he himself was not clear?

"Shall I bring you tea, Naniji?" Khushi asked.

"Yes, Bitiya... I badly need one" Nani said.

"What about you, Arnavji?"

"Yup," Arnav said.

Khushi went to the kitchen and prepared tea for them. She looked at her mangal sutra with a slight smile. She could not believe she was married and Arnav was her husband. she came with the tea tray and gave them tea cups. Arnav had it. He tried not to look at Khushi. he too could not believe he got married. His eyes wandered here and there.

Khushi sensed his awkwardness. A mild smile crept on her lips because nothing would change their relationship anymore. She could ogle at her husband freely. She chuckled softly. She felt like, she had fallen in love with Arnav, once again, beyond the limits. He was in front of her as her husband. She was still confused about whether it was real or a dream. Her fortune really surprised her. Arnav looked like God in her eyes as he saved her from every problem. She didn't know whether she should love him or worship him. she had conquered him with unexpected luck. What else could she name this other than luck? It felt like hundreds of lightning entered into her body when he tied the mangal sutra to her neck. From here on, her life and happiness would be with him. he was her breath... he was her hope. Khushi was thinking all this while drinking tea.

"Arnavji, shall I call my Di" Khushi asked.

"Of course, you can call her"

"Use my phone, Khushi bitiya" Nani extended her mobile.

"Thank you Naniji"

Taking her phone, Khushi dialed Anjali's number. Anjali attended the call.

"Di..." Khushi said.

It took a few seconds for Anjali to understand who the caller was.

"Di... are you angry with..."

Cutting her,

"Khushi... Khushi, how are you, Khushi?"

"Di, I'm fine... how are you?"

"I'm happy... trust me, I'm so happy about you. I saw the news and got to know about your wedding"

"I'm sorry, Di. I was unable to tell you"

"I know... I know everything... I know you. don't worry about me. I'm alright. I understood why you made me economically individual. That broke my stupid emotions for the toxic man."

"I'm sorry Di..."

"Why are you sorry? It's not your fault. Alexander told me everything about the phone conversation between you and him. There is nothing to feel sad about him. he is not worthy of it. I'm alright"

"Di, please come with me. You can be at RM"

Anjali smiled.

"I'm glad to hear this... but"

"Di, please don't deny... Please... don't make decisions in haste. Think and decide. I don't want you to be alone. After Babuji's demise, you looked after me. This is my turn. Please give me a chance, di"

"Ok... give me some time"

Khushi sighed.

"Stop thinking about me. You are not only my sister now. You are a Raizada Bahu too. Be happy with your husband. Take care of him. Don't make him bored, by talking about me" Anjali chuckled.