Happy Khushi

Chapter 8

"Khushi! Khushi!" Anjali shouted as she entered home searching for her.

"Anjali..." khushi came out from kitchen as she said her name when she was twirled and pulled into a hug with Anjali jumping and shouting about what happened happily causing others around her to be a little too surprised.

"I got selected! I am so happy khushi. It's all because of you, I love you khushi." Khushi laughed as she was twirled by Anjali.

"Calm down a bit, I am getting dizzy!" Khushi said causing Anjali to stop and huff when her excitement again caught with her and she started speaking.

"I got selected and they even said, that I am selected because of the confidence I had in my designs. I only gave my name as miss Anjali and I was selected, khushi, it means so much to me." Khushi smiled at Anjali and touched her cheek to congratulate her while Arnav who just came from outside noticed and smiled at them.

He kept his hand on both of their shoulders causing Anjali to hug him and pulling Khushi too causing her to almost fall. She can't hug him, she can't...

Arnav smiled as she tried to keep away from him but he pulled her in the hug causing the whole family to fall in shock.

Arnav readied himself for questions while holding on the sweet moment of holding two pretty ladies in his arms. One overloaded with happiness he has never seen on her face while other trying her best to remain standing even though her knees were giving out and her expression was far too difficult to maintain as it started breaking every now and then, her face captured the red so beautifully that she can consider not applying blush ever.

Her natural blush is already too enticing for him.

Arnav pulled back and congratulated his sister while both turns to look at khushi who congratulated and got another hug from Anjali who pulled her brother in this time and the said brother eagerly participated in his sister's happiness.

Khushi left the hall as she started preparing for dinner while Arnav and Anjali went talking about Anjali's interview.

"I will also be the part of designer team for the fashion show that will happen in here for experience purpose." Anjali spoke as she drank in her tea while noticed her brother's coffee in all it's dark smell and glory.

Anjali never understood why the hell would someone drink black coffee and wouldn't touch tea. If anything, this was insane to her.

Arnav smiled as he saw her making face at his choice of drink but nevertheless didn't spoke anything against her.

"It would be better if the thing that we planned wouldn't affect the show but if it did, then too, I don't mind since it will be a profit for us. It's a deal of life after all."

Arnav and Anjali smiled as they looked towards the garden that they both tended to. Anjali too, since she feels a little more happy and lively there, her maa lives there.

Both brother and sister smiled at each other while scheming was one part that their smile together defined.

Khushi stood at the side as she noticed the four cousins speaking about their work and plans for future while also planning when they will be leaving from here. Another fifteen days, before she gets a proper paycheck and leave from this house. A pang of pain went through her heart but nothing changed in her expressions. She came here to work and she will leave as it gets completed. This is the rule and that's how life works.

She glanced at one particular male and female who she connected the most in this house while she thought of how leaving will be an almost impossible task. It will hurt a little more than normal since she has come to...

She wouldn't go there, never at all. If she went there, her feeling would engrave themselves in her and she would never be able to go back. She wouldn't be able to leave at all.

A tear passed her eyes and glistened her skin but nobody noticed that tear since she turned and left for her abode. The kitchen, her own sanctuary.

She stood close to the counter as her fist tightened around the edge and her beautiful face paled a little as her thoughts wandered again to the same question that goes around in her head.

She knew what she is feeling but in no way can she speak the words clearly, not even in her thoughts. Because she knows, if she did, she might just stick to him and wouldn't leave him ever.

She cleaned the kitchen and left for her home with her heart heavier than normal. She realised just how much unfair life is.

Arnav looked at Khushi's leaving back and knew that she was feeling same as he did but what he felt was a little different from hers, since he was going to keep her with him and he knew it. She doesn't know that yet.

Arnav called for Anjali and both siblings went to Aakash's room to ask him about what was going in since today they saw something very different.

Their sweet and shy cousin was lost, a lot lost than normal. He was so caught up in his thinking that he didn't noticed that he ate the one dish he particularly dislikes. Drank coffee rather than his favourite juice and wore the most wrong combination of clothing though nobody noticed the wrong combination as beige pants doesn't really matches the cyan shirt though if it was persian blue, it would have looked amazing.

They are designers, they knew every color that matches and those that don't. Anjali was most shocked because of the combination since this brother of hers is usually quite more attentive to his dressing since his designs mostly include the colors and their most probable match.

Anjali and Arnav sat on the couch that was placed by NK in Aakash's room because he felt that his room was way too empty while Aakash allowed it only after changing the colour to blend to his room's background.

"Bhai, di? You... here?" Aakash confusedly looked at the siblings who were sitting in his room with an expression that truly meant trouble in paradise for him...