My Husband of 5 minutes - Latoo Singh Raizada (CHARM AWARDEE)

Husband of Khushi Kumari Gupta!

Arnav POV

"Yes Mr. Sharma. And thats one of the reasons I like you. Since both of us know which deal can be more profitable and which one can end in a disaster." I said to Mr. Sharma who was our new sponsor for my upcoming fashion show.
"Definitely ASR. Working with AR Designs is a surprise for me. Your company is leading the fashion industry these days. Its a privilege to be associated with it." He complimented and I this boosted my big ego as usual. I simply smirked in return.

After sometime Akaash came along with his special friend and introduced me as his brother. The girl was not a high class model in a mini dress. But simple and pretty looking in an saree. I knew it. My brothers choice is just like him. She shyly said a Hi to me. Great another shy one like Akaash. A while later I asked Akaash to take his lady to the dance floor. Seeing him happy made me happy. The two shared a glance and then with red cheeks went to dance. Weird. I thought.

A few minutes later I was texting Aman to mail me tomorrows meeting schedule. I was about to tap the send button when a soft female body crashed into me and then hugged me to her. Her hold was tight. I stiffened all of a sudden. Then became furious. What is she thinking? I was already mentally scolding her and was about to show her my ASR wrath.
When her voice stopped me.

"Please please please....help me out. That guy is practically stalking me. Just be my husband for five minutes. Devi Maiyya will bless you for doing such a helpful deed."
"What The..." I said in shock after hearing her words.
And it was then that I stared at the deep hazel eyes which were pulling me like magnets. She was wearing a beautiful churidar. A typical suit with pom-poms. Her full lips were trembling with fear. And her milky white skin felt like sunshine. Too bright for anyones eyes. Her next words brought me out of my stupor.

"Please try to understand. I am looking for my sister but cannot find her and this drunk creep is bothering me for a while now. Just act as my hubby for 5 minutes. He is coming here only. Look ahead..."
Hearing her words I saw a man who was drunk to death and was coming near us. Fury exploded inside me. I saw red. I wanted to do something destructive to this guy.

HOW DARE HE???

WHO GAVE HIM THE RIGHT...

DAMN IT...

I whispered in her ears in a hoarse voice.
"I am ready to help. Consider me your husband for the next 5 minutes."
She shivered in response. And I liked it. I simply like it.

With a new determination I broke our embrace and side hugged her. My arm had an iron hold on her petite waist. I could feel her big hazel eyes on me. I diverted my attention towards the creep who was now 2 steps away from us.
"Baby...why are you running away from me. Come and have a dance. Come here.." His hand was about to touch her, when I shot my hand forward to grab his and then an unknown anger took over me. I twisted the very hand to the limit that the creep was moaning in pain.

"Dont you dare touch her. Biwi hai meri. Get lost now(She is my wife)."
My voice cold and rough with emotions. Hearing a few more crys I let him go. He practically ran away like a coward. Pathetic. I thought.
"WOW..."
her words gave me a whiplash. My emotions were fluctuating like a flickering light bulb.
"WHAT?!?.." I said in surprise.

"You are AMAZING!!!! And the way you said that dialogue...Dont you dare touch her. Biwi hai meri..." her eyes were mooning all over me.
"Dialogue...THAT WAS NOT A DIALOGUE..." I said in anger. Here I helped her out and she is calling my words a dialogue.

"Ohoo I know I know. They are not from a film I am sure. I have seen all the hindi movies. This is definitely a tv serial dialogue. But wow you acted like my REAL HUSBAND!? For a minute I thought I was really married to you. You must give acting a shot. Mr..." she said in an excited tone.
"Its ASR..." I said feeling slightly happy when she said real husband.
"This name is also very apt. Your bollywood career is set. Aap ye office ki naukri chod dijiye. Aap ke talent ki kadar to humari hindi filmon mein hi hosakti hain. Waah(you leave this office job. Your talent will be only appreciated in our bollywood movies)."

Her words were not making sense at all. What the hell is going on? Who is she? She is not a model from my company. Thats for sure.
"Whats your name?" I asked looking at her intensely trying to make sense of what was happening inside me.
"Khushi..Khushi Kumari Gupta. And by the way 5 minutes are over. The guy is gone. You dont need to be in your character now. So can you let go off my waist ASRji?" She asked innocently.
I immediately looked towards her waist which was gripped by my arm. Damn it!!! I quickly took off my hand.

"What are you doing in this party? As far as I know this is an official party? Are you here as someones date?" I asked coldly and my fist clenched when I thought about someone being with her.
"Oh no. I am not someones date. But yes I am a third wheel." She explained with a sad pout.
"A third wheel...??" I asked. While satisfaction and happiness burst through me.
"Yup. Jeeji's boyfriend wanted to take her out tonight and she cannot go all alone. Since thats what Buaji wants us to do when we are living with her. She is very strict. So to help Jeeji I tagged along with her. We are here under the pretext of going to the Satsang." She replied mischieviously.

I smiled slightly hearing the truth and simplicity of her answer.
"By the way thank you so much ASRji. You are my savior. You are such a gentleman. Full of manners. You protected me from that devil too. I dont even know how to thank you." She kept praising me. With big doe eyes and a wide full lip smile. Hmm. She is something.
"Well Khushi Kumari Gupta. Why dont you give your phone number. I will tell you later how to thank me." I asked intensely.
Something changed in those hazel orbs. Like she recognized what I was feeling. However whatever I saw quickly vanished away.

"Oh why not. Here let me tell you..." she narrated her number in one go and then made me save it.
"So I was thinking..." Before I could complete my sentence Khushi stopped me abruptly.
"OH NO....I FORGOT TO FIND JEEJI...I WILL SEE YOU AROUND....I NEED TO FIND HER ASAP." Before I could reply she fluttered away like a butterfly.

I wanted to stop her from leaving me. But then held my ground. Wait I know her name. I have her number. Let me see how long you can runaway from me. Arnav Singh Raizada has set his eyes on you Khushi. Keep going. Match my steps if you can. I want those beautiful hazel eyes. I want those red lips. I want that jolly and expressive being. And I get what I want. Always.