The next morning, Khushi got up bright and early. She couldn't help but look at Arnav, first thing. She knew she had work to do but she couldn't help herself. Within a few minutes, Arnav woke up and smiled at the sight of Khushi.
"Morning," Khushi whispered.
"Morning," and Khushi rested her head on his chest.
Khushi snuggled into Arnav and traced Arnav's chest.
"Is something wrong," Arnav asked.
"No. In fact everything is great."
"Oh…."
Khushi sensed something in his words and looked up at Arnav. "I'm fine but what about you?"
"Oh… nothing," and he let out a sigh.
"You're being dramatic!" Khushi sat up. "Tell me!"
"It's nothing. Besides, there's no point in saying anything cause you might just get mad," and he got out of bed.
"That's not true," Khushi cried out, crossing her arms. "Tell me!"
Arnav lightly smirked, and then removed it off his face and faced Khushi. "Fine. You wanna know? I'll tell you. You don't have all the qualities of a wife."
"Excuse me?!"
"Thats exactly what I'm talking about."
Arnav was about to turn away when Khushi yelled out. "Okay! I won't get mad! But what are you talking about?"
"There's three things to a wife Khushi."
"And what's that," Khushi asked, shrugging.
Arnav pointed a finger up as he listed them. "A lady to the public, a chef in the kitchen, and a whore in bed."
"Excuse me?"
"Yup. You are the first two in the beginning but not the last one."
Khushi was about to say something but Arnav cut her off.
"You used to be it before we were married. Guess I should've brought you in bed more often back then. You're just not as, how should I say this… active, as you used to be. You're just not the same," he shrugged and he went into the bathroom.
Khushi's jaw had dropped and she couldn't believe what he had said. She fumed a bit but then decided not to let his words bother her. Both eventually got ready and Khushi headed downstairs getting breakfast ready.
Everyone arrived at the table except for Anjali.
"Amma," Khushi said, "where's Di?"
"She should be coming soon sweetheart."
And just as she said that, Anjali came in.
"Mission successful," Anjali smiled.
"What mission Di," Arnav asked.
"Your honeymoon."
"What," Khushi asked.
"Your. Honeymoon."
"But-"
"Oh good," Anannya said, "do you have the room booked?"
"Room," Khushi asked.
"Of course sweetheart. You and Chote are going away to the city for a while for your honeymoon."
"But-"
"Oh Khushiji, it's a beautiful place," Anjali squealed.
"But-"
"Khushi betiyan," Dadi said, "you both have recently gotten married."
