Arshi One Shots

Weird proposal

Khushi Kumari Gupta stood staring into the pool water for a very very long time, and that worried one person who was not used to her silence- Arnav Singh Raizada. It always meant a war when they met but it had been awkward in the recent times with him trying to come out of his character and be a bit sober, while she, blushed more often because of his teases. It had been the pre wedding rituals of their respective siblings that evoked new feelings inside them, ultimately leading them to realise what they were, only to not confess it to each other. But eyes being the honest ones, could not hide the fact that they two refused to speak out of their mouths.

It was the wedding of the most calm and composed couple, Akash and Payal and the house shimmered with glory. With laughters erupting from various corners of the house, the person whose name literally spelled happiness, sat with a dejected face, trying to stop the tears that were threatening to fall down and this did not go well with Arnav Singh Raizada. He believed, she had to get his permission to cry as he was not very fond of her weeping self.

'Khushi', He spoke finally able to bring her back to the real world from her stuporous state.

She looked at him with her doe shaped eyes that filled with tears instantly.

'What happened?' He asked, trying his maximum to control his anxiousness.

'Jiji is getting married', she stated.

'So? That was bound to happen right?' Arnav frowned with confusion.

She nodded sadly, augmenting the confusion he had.

'Khushi', he again called to get her attention.

'Are you not happy?' He questioned.

She shot a surprised look at him to even ask such question. 'Of course I am happy. Why do you say that Arnavji!'

'Because you are crying, instead of being cheerful. Its their wedding! Your role of playing a cupid has finally bore the fruits!' He asserted as a matter of fact.

That brought an instant smile on her lips, eyes glinting with pride at her accomplishment.

Arnav was amused at her change of expressions at such a quick rate. But her pride and happiness did not even last for few seconds that she was drawn back to her old dejected self.

Arnav had enough. He was definitely impatient now. He could not wait for her to open up.

Taking a deep breath, he held her shoulders and made her sit on the poolside chair, himself crouching on his knees in front of her. Holding her hands firmly in his grip, he gave them a light squeeze as if pumping strength into her to let her heart out. Atleast now!

'I will miss Jiji', she voiced out after a struggle within herself to accept the fact.

Arnav could understand what she was going through because he was the witness of her love for her sister. Though he did not converse much with his would-be sister-in-law, he knew she had a special place in the heart of the woman he loved!

After all who better than him knows how difficult was it to part with your own sibling! To avoid that mere separation, he insisted that his sister would stay with them after her marriage!

'She will be happy here, I promise!' He uttered, unable to see the gloominess in Khushi's eyes.

Khushi gave him a half smile and said, 'I know she will. But I will miss her. Now no one will be there with whom I can gossip about anything and everything. I will miss cuddling her in sleep'.

Arnav let out a laugh at the sight of the girl who behaved like a five year old child.

'I understand Khushi. But this had to happen right?'