Khushi comes out of the washroom. She is wiping her hair with a white towel. She is wearing a white color kurta and patiala pants. After wiping, she puts the towel on the recliner and flips her hair by moving her head to the other side and traces her wet hair with the fingers of the hand. Meanwhile, from nowhere, four fingers move the few wet hair strands, which are stuck at her nape due to the wetness. The fingers trace her nape, and she knows who it is. She closes her eyes tight, and his finger movements create havoc in her inner self. His fingers travel from her nape to her shoulder, and through her shoulder, they move to her arm, and then he entwins his fingers with her fingers. He holds her tight by circling his another arm around her waist and pulls her more into him. Her back is touching his chest, he puts their entwined fingers near her heart, and leans his face in the crook of her neck.
His stubble tickles her neck and her cheeks. She breathes heavier when he kisses her in the crook of her neck. She's unable to take it and holds his palm even more tight, the entwined one, due to the sensation that is being created. He showers kisses from the crook of her neck to her shoulder. He turns her to him gently. She breathes faster but doesn't look directly at him into his eyes. Hence, he holds her chin and makes her look at him. She looks into his eyes, which are holding lots of love for her. He cups her cheek, tilts his face down to her lips, and then hover close to them to capture them. Khushi closes her eyes, and he moves closer when he hears some voice.
Anjali - Chote.. chote..
She pats his shoulder continuously.
Arnav comes out of his dream world and looks at her - Di..
Anjali crosses her arms to her chest and looks at him - From when I'm calling you, what are you doing here alone near the door.
Arnav then realizes that he is holding the door, and his face is near the edge side of the door. He moves back and looks at her.
Arnav - Wohhhh.. I was checking if the door was good or no ?
Anjali looks at the door - What happened to the door? It's completely fine, na. Are you okay?
Arnav takes a deep breath - Leave it Di. What happened? You here?
Anjali - I came to tell you that I will be taking Khushi with me to the function that I will be attending tomorrow.
Arnav - No. She won't come.
Anjali - Why so? She can have fun, right? Aren't you gonna give her any freedom? Or are you still angry on me about what happened?
Arnav - I'm not pretending Di. Yes, I'm upset with your behavior. But that's not the reason I don't want her to attend the function. She won't be coming, that's it.
Anjali - Why are you so hard as a rock Chote?
Arnav - If I have to become hard as a rock to safeguard my wife, then I would become.
Anjali - But you can't just keep her in a cage. She too will have some desires.
Arnav - Ok Di. I'll ask Khushi. If she really want to come, then I will also accompany you.
Saying he goes downstairs to the hall, where Shalini and Khushi were chatting, he goes to her followed by Anjali.
Arnav sits beside Khushi - Khushi..
Khushi looks at him - Ha.
Arnav - Di is going to a function tomorrow. Would you also like to go along?
Khushi looks at Anjali and then at Arnav - I would love to accompany Di Arnav, but I really don't want to attend any function tomorrow.
Anjali - You can come na Khushi. We can have so much fun together.
