Silent Affair (On Hold)

Chapter Twenty Six

Arnav simply stood at the door, expressionless. Khushi looked at him in wonder, trying to figure out what could be going through his head, but his face continued to give nothing away.

"Oh will you grow up," Deviyani said with a roll of her eyes. "Your sister has been in love with your friend, she didn't commit a crime."

Arnav's eyes widened as he stared back at Deviyani.

"Why is this family so afraid to say anything," Deviyani sighed, and she headed out the room. "Only Anjali managed to get my courage."

"We heard you," Arnav and Avantika called out after her, but Deviyani didn't respond and left.

Avantika placed her head down on her knees again. "Ugh, first he heard the voice memo, and now Bhai knows - I'm way beyond mortified!"

"I... bye," and Arnav left.

"What-? Bhai," but Arnav had already left. "Khushi, can you go after him? And make sure that he doesn't kill Virat?"

Khushi was about to roll her eyes, but then paused - she had seen many times how overprotective Arnav was when it came to Avantika. And be it Virat or anyone, it didn't matter and Arnav would swing his fist if necessary.

Shit!

Without another thought, Khushi dashed after Arnav, going to his room. When she reached it, she found Arnav sitting on his bed, his chin resting in his folded hands.

Now to this, Khushi couldn't help but to roll her eyes. Oh, it is not that serious, drama king!

Khushi entered the room and sat down beside Arnav. Arnav snapped out of his thoughts and looked at Khushi, then took her hand in his. He remained silent, looking down at their entwined hands.

What is going through that head of his?

Bringing her other hand to his cheek, Khushi tilted his face up so that he would meet her eyes. She tried to see if she could figure out what he was thinking, but he seemed to be confused as well.

Arnav let out a sigh. "Honestly, I dunno if I should punch him or just kick him where it hurts most."

Khushi scowled at him. Oh would you- it's not that big of a deal!

Khushi let go of his cheek and pulled her other hand out of his hold, and crossed her arms.

"Hey!"

Khushi scowled at him once more and looked away.

"Hey, she's my little sister! And I'm not gonna let any fucker just-!"

This time Khushi arched her eyebrow at him. Oh, so one of your best boys is now a 'fucker' hmm?

Arnav looked away, irritated.

Arnav....

With a sigh, Khushi wrapped her arms around his, placing her head on his shoulder.

"I know that she's not a kid anymore," Arnav said in a low voice, "but she'll always be my baby sister, no matter what."

Khushi nodded in agreement. True... but she has a right to fall in love with someone.

"It's just... why'd it have to be Virat? Not that Virat is bad guy, we both know how he is - way better than if it were Vikram, that fucker would've been knocked out cold at this point if it was him, but...."

Well you have a point, thank goodness it wasn't Vikram; but Virat's not bad at all.

Khushi rested her chin on his shoulder and Arnav looked at her. Her eyes said the words her mouth couldn't, and Arnav understood.