Horizons of Love✓

Part 30A

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All proofreading after completion of story. It is too long to proofread anyways.

Khushi woke up all disoriented. She realized that it was bhang(cannabis) not thandai. The sequence between dancing with Jiji-Jijaji and waking up on bed was missing from her memory. The feeling that she had done something which she shouldn't have, was messing her already throbbing head. She couldn't feed Aarav after consuming bhang and now both mother-son were tired and irritated. Arnav's one word equivocal answers didn't help at all. He didn't want her to embarrassed or hurt about whatever she did in her state of torpor at gazebo. The more evasive he tried to be, angrier and moody she became, insisting to know everything. 

Khushi refused to make coffee till he revealed her Holi tales and HP's coffee had stopped suiting his tongue years ago. Arnav was at his wits end, by the end of the week, due to zero talks and the mess she created in the room. He had just come back from office and again the room was all shitty. He was tempted to ask JP to throw away all her clutter from her study table. She was already an unorganized person and her intentional behavior was getting on his nerves. He promised himself that it was last time he was arranging her paperwork. But things were back to original when he came back to the room after dinner.

To extract revenge and teach her some real manners, he decided to show her the video recording where she was blabbering to the ground. It was full three minutes of 'embarrassment' that he was 'supposedly' hiding for sake of humanity. Khushi flushed red as she watched the video where she was patting the ground again and again, talking to it dreamily.She had almost kissed the grass blades in reverence. She tried to delete this stupid video but Arnav snatched his phone. He was clear in his deal. She has to pay for week of unwarranted mistreatment when he was being nothing but a gentleman. Khushi objected to 'gentleman', who shot her video without her permission and cursed herself for axing her own foot in curiosity.He told her that he ll show it to everyone if she didnt agree to his 'orders'. All thoughts of saying sorry for misbehaving whole week went away at his autocratic tone.

"Aap jo kahenge vo HUM...HUM karenge?", she tried to intimidate him. She wanted to snatch his  phone but he raised it higher. He could have some fun.( I, I ll do whatever you asked? )

"Nothing outrageous I promise", he said but she still struggled to get hold of his phone, failing again.

"Deal or No deal?"

"Blackmailing is illegal!"

And all her misbehavior was legal? He wanted to ask."You are right. Lets show this comedy to everyone directly. Everyone should have fun", he started to walk out. Khushi was furious. She fisted her hands, trying to control her anger lest she hit him. She ll become butt of jokes for atleast next decade if everyone saw this one. Video was really embarrassing.

 "Rukiye ek minute!!!! Theek hai. Humein manzoor hain. Par agar aapne koi bhi badtameezi ki to saud..."   ("Stop!     Alright. I ll do it. But if you misbehaved with me then deal...")

"Deal cancel, video deleted."

Khushi nodded at that and now they were arguing about the duration. Arnav wanted it for whole week, Khushi was ready only for an hour at max. They settled for a single day tomorrow i.e., Sunday. She warned him to not push her boundaries or she ll break his phone just for a video. Arnav cared less.