Prem Ki Naiya hai Ram ke bharose

First of Many

It had been three days since that cute and cozymoment, when he confided that he felt something for her, after that, they hadn't  spent much time together, both were busy with work, especially Arnav, now that he had to handle the Delhi branch too. They talked, few times, over a coffee in the garden and even a little before going to sleep, but one of them always ended up sleeping while the other one was talking, like yesterday, on not hearing any response from him she found him fast asleep still in a sitting position. But Khushi didn't minded it, because she gets the opportunities to study his features, and yesterday she even kissed him on his cheek, he was looking so cute and innocent; in short irresistible

"Khushi I'm ready" said NK taking his photo camera and Arnav stopped in his tracks while going towards the main door and looked at NK with narrowed eyes, which NK failed to notice and if he did he ignored.

"Is he going with her?" He wondered "this guy is getting on my nerves" he still was mad at him for interrupting their private moment.

"Aren't you going to office?" Arnav asked to Khushi as soon as she come out of the kitchen

"I have a meeting with a client outside Delhi" she explained and when she saw his gaze on NK she elucidated further "NK is going to see an exhibition and since the place is on my way, I'll drop him off, before going to the meeting"

"Bye have a nice day" she whispered passing near him making him flinch when her breath burned the skin of his neck

"Hell" this wasn't going to be a good day.

There were 5pm and Arnav was hell busy, his father hasn't told him about all the matters that he had to handle, to not forget the London and USA branches that were already on his shoulders, thank god, for London there was Aman on which he could count.

He had two conference calls with their London branches, and he had just finished a long and tiring meeting with the suppliers, to which his dad at the last minute asked him to attend and to deal with.

"Dad is getting old and slow" he stated frustrated, he loves his job, but he didn't know that the Delhi branch was so messed up. Plus, today's weather wasn't helping, it was continuously raining since mid-morning.

His phone rang and absentmindedly he answered "Aman I'm not done yet" he and Aman were going behind an important project since hours now.

"It's me" he heard her voice and instinctively he looked at the screen of the phone, it was her.

Before he could say anything, she continued "Can you please call Mohan Kaha and ask him to pick me up, I've called home quite a few times, but none answered to my calls"

"Are you okay?" He inquired, remembering that she left with her own car

"Yeah, but my car broke down so" she noticed that she was hesitant

"Where's NK?"

"Actually, I was going to pick him up and this happened" that unsettle him, she was alone.

"Send me your location" he commanded gently

"thanks" she muffled before disconnecting the call

After she cut the call, he dialed someone else's number "Mohan Kaka, I'm texting you the address, please go and pick them up" and with that he cut the call.

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Khushi was sitting in her car, the weather was not a good one, earlier the rain was not so heavy, but now the water continued to fall incessantly.