Main Hoon Naa { I'm Here }

Her Prince Charming

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  Khushi closed her eyes tightly to escape from the disturbing sun rays. For the first time after the death of her mother she sleep without any night mare. So she didn't want to wake up at all. But the sun seems to have other plan. Pouting she opened her eyes. 

At first she was panicked to see a new bedroom. But when she feels a hand hugging her waist realization dawned upon her. she smiled remembering yesterday night. How Arnav consoled her. she looked at the other side to see her husband sleeping peacefully. 

For the first time she started to admire his face. He is the man every girl wished for their life. She knows that all her friends drooled over him. But what makes her admire him was his care. He is the one who stood for her in all her hard times. She smiled at him lovingly. 

As she looked at him. She sees that his hair is falling into his forehead and he feels irritated. She suddenly move the hair. And she lost in his soft hair. Unknowingly her fingers starts caressing his head. suddenly Arnav holds her hand. she widened her eyes in shock.

Arnav pulled her near him." What happend Mrs. Raizada . admiring your husband. Hmmm ....not bad". He winked at her.

Khushi blushed deeply feeling embarrassed. She starts to wriggle to comes out of his hold. Looking everywhere but him. Arnav chuckled at her shying form. He quickly kissed her forehead. "You looks like a red apple now". he whispered in her ear. 

Khushi palmed her face with the other hand unable to face him. Arnav released his hold seeing her actions. And she quickly runs into bathroom making him laugh out loud.

Arnav comes to his room after jogging. As soon as he opened the door the sight before him makes him stop in his tracks. Khushi is applying kajal in front of the mirror. Her long hair reached till her back. He starts to walk towards her as in a trance. Khushi didn't realize his presence yet.

It's when she reached for the vermilion box suddenly a hand grabbed it from her. she turns back startled to find Arnav smiling at her. she looked at the vermilion box in his hand and gets his intention. She blushed looking down. Arnav took a pinch of Sindoor and extends his hand towards her. her breaths become heavy and she closed her eyes when his fingers touched her partition. Arnav carefully applied vermilion and kissed her forehead. 

Both of them looked at each other forgetting the surroundings. 

A knock on the door disturbed them. Khushi looked here and there embarrassed while Arnav went to open the door scowling. 

Swetha smiled at him." Good morning Chote. She looked behind Arnav. Khushi Bitiya it's time for pooja now. and you need to prepare something sweet after that. come".

Khushi nodded." jii ". And followed Swetha leaving a sulking Arnav behind.

As the pooja got over Swetha leads Khushi to the kitchen.

As she was explaining Khushi to be comfortable in kitchen Anjali comes there. She just rolled her eyes at them. 

"Mom why are you explaining that to her. it's not her first time here. Did you forget that she worked as our maid". Anjali said mockingly making Khushi to look down gulping her tears.

"Anjaliii.." . A loud voice roared there. She gets frightened to see her father there. 

"Papa main". Anjali began to explain. But Abhi showed his palm stopping her." she is your bhabhi now. you need to respect her. say sorry to her". Abhi said in a no nonsense tone.

Anjali starts to protest. "But papa...". Abhi cuts her in middle angrily." Say sorry now Anjali".

Anjali mumbled a quick sorry and runs to her room fuming.

Abhi comes near Khushi. he lifts her chin and wiped her tears." You are my daughter. You don't need to afraid about anything. If anyone bully you from now on just come to papa OK". 

Khushi nodded at him feeling overwhelmed." You can even complain about Arnav". He said teasingly makes Khushi giggle. 

At the Dining Table

All of them were busy filling their plates except Anjali. Khushi looked at their face anxiously. She didn't touch the food and waiting for their reaction. But none of them said anything. Suddenly Arnav spoke "Khushi your food is getting cold. Eat quickly."

Khushi looked at them disappointed and starts her food absentmindedly. 

Khushi is arranging the flowers. But her mind was in the incident at dining table. She feels worried because of their reaction. They didn't acknowledge her. Even Arnav too didn't said anything. 

Swetha giggled seeing her lost reaction. She pat her shoulder." Khushi bitiya.."

Khushi quickly turns back." Jiii"

Swetha placed a box in her hand. "It's the most expensive bangle of mine for the most delicious food I have ever tasted". She said with a warm smile. 

Khushi's face lit up with a bright smile. She extends the bangle back to Swetha. "Woh.. I really don't need this expensive gift. Just need your blessings".

Suddenly Abhi joins them ."Arrey aise kaise. It's the gift from your in laws as accepting you as our bahu. So from now on wards you will call us like mom and dad like Arnav and Anjali. Understand".

Khushi nodded her head." ji uncle.". Seeing his glare." Ji...papa". she Smiled reluctantly.

Swetha hugged her. "Go to your room. Your Arnavji is waiting impatiently for you". Khushi blushed and runs to their room quickly to avoid any other teasings.

Arnav is impatiently waiting in the room. He rushed to her as soon as khushi enters the room.
"Khushi were where you. come." He makes her sit on the bed. He takes a ring from his pocket.She looked at him confused. 

"Khushi this is my first gift for you. I brought this ring to propose you long ago. But couldn't do that. any way now I want to put it in your finger". He said cupping her cheek. 

Khushi quickly nodded at him while a thin layer of tear formed at the corner of her eyes because of happiness. He slid the ring in her finger and kissed it. Khushi looked at him not blinking her eyes. She realize that if there is any prince charming exist in this world, then it's her Arnavji. And it won't be difficult to fall in love with him.