Chapter 2: Let The Party Begin

 

"You're so sweet Arnav," Khushi said against his neck, "But why is your coat wet?!" she said pulling away from the hug with a disgusted look.

"Oh this stupid id downstairs threw a water balloon on me. He doesn't have any manners. I'm so happy we don't have kids Khushi," Arnav said making Khushi drop the bouquet of roses from her hand and they landed on the floor.

And then he spoke again, "I would never be able to handle them." Arnav picked up the dozen roses and put them on the dresser. He came back to Khushi and looked at her, but she was frozen at the spot. He nudged her shoulder and asked, "What's wrong Khushi?" he shook her shoulder again and Khushi broke her trance.

"Arnav I need to tell you something," Khushi said, Arnav nodded telling her to say what she wanted.

"Arnav I'm---," Khushi said but was cut off by the knock on their door.

"Chotte, Khushiji! Please come on down, we're going to cut the cake!" Anjali said from outside and left.

"Khushi we'll talk later, let's got downstairs before Di gets angry," Arnav said.

"Ok, let's go," Khushi said, she looked back in the mirror and fixed the pallu of her sari; she turned towards him again and said, "Challo (come)."

Khushi put her hands around his arm; Arnav put his other hand on top of hers and they walked out the room. Khushi had really wanted to tell him now, but Di had interrupted. Maybe she should tell him after the party, she thought. They came out of the room and were walking down the hall, when Payal and Akash also came out of their rooms.

"Hey Bhai, got back from work early today?" Akash asked as they all walked down.

"Yea, you know Di," Arnav said.

"Khushi I like your sari, where did you get it from?" Payal asked.

"Oh, Arnav got it for me," Khushi said trying to smile, but Payal noticed that something was wrong. Khushi was behaving a bit strangely; she would have to talk to her later about it. They all made their way downstairs and the living room was filled with guests and kids.

"Come here guys," Anjali said when she saw them come down. They all walked to the table and stood there. Anamika, Anjali's daughter was also there standing in front of the cake.

"Ladies and gentlemen, can I please have your attention," Shyam said into the mike, "Could we all please gather around to cut the cake." Everyone moved around the table. Anjali lit the candles and Anamika blew them out while everybody sang happy birthday to you. She held the knife along with her parents' hands and cut the cake. Anjali took a piece of cake and fed it to her, "Happy 5th birthday sweety," she said kissing her cheek.

Shyam grabbed a piece of cake also and put it in her mouth, "Happy birthday princess," he said. Everyone in the family took turns and fed her cake.

"Where's my present Mom Dad?" she asked. Shyam went over and picked up a box from the die table and gave it to her. She ripped through the wrapping paper and found the doll she had wanted, "Thank you!!" she said hugging her parents.

Akash/Payal and Arnav/Khushi had all together brought a a baby convertible car for her in her size, that she could drive on the lawn. Nani gave her a golden bracelet and Mama Mami gave her new clothes.

"Om Prakash, Hari Prakash!" Anjali called out. The servants came to them and said, "Yes Anjaliji?"

"Please take all the kids outside to the tent where their party has been arranged for their enjoyment," Anjali said. Om Prakash and Hari Prakash round up the kids and took them outside, only leaving the adults in the house.

"Enjoy the party," Shyam said into the mike and the adults went back to what they were doing.

Arnav put his arm around Khushi's waist and rubbed her skin with his fingers. Khushi jumped a bit feeling his cool hands on her skin. She leaned into him and gritted through her teeth, "What are you doing Arnav?"

"Hugging my wife, why do you have a problem with it," Arnav replied back and started walking around, dragging her along.

"Arnav there are so many people here," Khushi replied back.

"So what? They have their own wives, why should it matter to them if I'm hugging my wife?" Arnav said.

Khushi was about to reply when someone approached them.

"Nice to see you here Mr. Raizada," a business associate said. Arnav shook his other hand with him and Khushi left, giving them some time alone to talk.

"Hello Mr. Khanna, nice to see you here also," Arnav said. Mr. Khanna was a man in his mid 50s, a very well know businessman. Nani had been friends with his wife, thus the reason they had been invited.

"Did you come here alone?" Arnav asked.

"No, this," Mr. Khanna said motioning to the elderly lady beside him, "Is my wife, and that's," another women standing next to them, "my daughter Anita."

"Nice to meet you also," Arnav said to the both of them. The girl eyed him up and down, he was good looking she thought. She had heard a lot about him and how he was every girls dream. Maybe she could get a chance with him tonight, she told herself.

"Enjoy the party," Arnav said and walked away, with a pair of eyes following him. Arnav looked around trying to find Khushi. She was nowhere in sight.

"Di have you seen Khushi?" Arnav went up to his sister and asked.

"No Chotte I haven't," Anjali said.

"I saw her go into the kitchen," Shyam who was standing beside Anjali said.

"Thanks Jijaji" Arnav said and headed towards the kitchen. He went in noticed Khushi standing there holding on the to counter tightly.

"Khushi are you fine?" Arnav asked.

"Khushi was a bit startled with by his presence in turned around shockingly dropping the glass of water she was holding.

"Arnav tum (you)?!" she said.

"Yea me, why did you think it would be someone else?" Arnav said putting his hands on either side of the counter, trapping her there.  He moved his face forward and nuzzled his face into her hair.

"N..n..no," Khushi said her breath quickening.

"Then what are you doing here?" Arnav asked kissing her earlobe.

"I w..was f..feel'ing diz..zy," Khushi said losing breath due to his closeness, "So I c'came to drin..k some wat..er."

Arnav moved back and cupped her face, "Are you better now? Should I call the doctor? Maybe you should go rest upstairs."

"Arnav, I'm fine now, there's nothing to panic about. You're getting worried for no reason," Khushi said.

"No reason Khushi?! This is your health we're talking about, of course I will panic," Arnav said raising his voice a bit.

"I know Arnav, but I'm better now, so let's go back to the party," Khushi said.

"Ok, let's go," Arnav said and moved back.

Khushi stepped a few steps forward, forgetting the water that had spilled there and slipped. "Arnav!" she called out in a small shriek. Arnav automatically put his arms out, catching her. Khushi's hands went to his shoulders, holding on for balance.

She looked up into his eyes and smiled, "Thanks," she said.

Arnav smirked back at her, "It's my responsibility as your husband. I would never let you fall."

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Chapter 1: Her Happiness, His Happiness

 

Khushi stared at the strip in front of her, it was positive. She felt a feeling of happiness fill her heart. She was going to be a mother; she would have her own child. Just like Di had her own daughter. Khushi felt tears of happiness rolling on her cheeks. Her thoughts went back to Arnav, what if he didn't want a child yet? She had seen how he reacted with kids and didn't like them that much. Khushi got out her phone to inform him but then stopped. She should probably go to the doctor's to get it confirmed first. Khushi through the stick away then got ready to go to the hospital. She called the gynecologist and made an appointment for an hour later.

She came down to the living room and was about to leave when Anjali stopped her, "Khushi, where are you going?" Khushi turned around and looked at Di.

"Wo'who Di I'm going to'." Khushi started off but didn't want to tell her yet, "'I'm going to the m..m..mandir."

"Achha teek hai, but make sure you're back in time," Anjali said then left for the kitchen. Khushi went outside and asked a driver to take her to the hospital. When they reached there, she looked back at the driver, "Arnav should not find out that I was here, don't tell him anything yet." The driver just nodded.

Khushi went inside and do the receptionist, "Excuse me."

"Yea Ma'am?" the lady said.

"I have an appointment today," Khushi said.

"What is the last name?" the lady asked opening up the schedule folder on her computer.

"Raizada," Khushi said.

"Khushi Singh Raizada?" the lady asked surprised then looked up at her. So she was the one who had gotten married to the famous business tycoon Arnav Singh Raizada.

"Yea that's me," Khushi said.

"Please have a seat Mrs. Raizada, the doctor will be with you shortly," she said. Khushi went and sat down at one of the chairs. A few minutes later a nurse came and called her in. Khushi went in and met with her doctor, Dr. Mehta.

"So Khushi how have you been feeling?" the doctor asked her.

"I'm pretty fine all the time, just a small headache that I've been getting for the past few days," Khushi said.

"Have you been feeling a bit dizzy also?" she asked.

"No not yet," Khushi responded.

"Having a craving for sour things?" the doctor asked.

"I did eat 3 mangoes yesterday," Khushi said.

"Are you late?" she asked.

"Yea, but that had happened a few times in the past," Khushi said.

"I'll just have to take some blood tests to make sure Khushi,  only then can we get a solid answer," the doctor said. She took Khushi back into the room and collected a few blood samples.

"The results will take only half an hour, you can just sit in here," Dr. Mehta said when they came back to her cabin.

Khushi was waiting there patiently while fidgeting with the pallu of her sari. She looked up at the clock and the time slowly ticked by. The doctor came back and sat down in front of her.

"So Doctor, what are the results?" Khushi asked.

"Congrats Mrs. Raizada, you're pregnant," Dr. Mehta said with a smile on her face.

"Th..thank you," she managed to say. And then was lost in her thoughts.

"How far am I?" Khushi asked.

"Only about 3 weeks," The doctor said.  The doctor handed her a piece of paper with the written confirmation. Khushi opened it and read it again while in the car one her way home. She was pregnant. For sure. With Arnav's child. Khushi smiled to herself. Her heart filled with joy. She was happy.

*Arnav's office*

Arnav looked at the clock and noticed that it was way past 12 o'clock and Khushi usually called around this time every day. He had been waiting for her call, but she didn't call at all. I hope everything is fine, he thought to himself. Ever since they had been married, she had never missed a day to ask him if he had eaten his lunch and taken his medicine, so what had happened today. Maybe she was just really busy and forgot about it.

Arnav went back to work for the rest of the day, but his mind was still occupied on Khushi. After his work had been done, he packed up and left to go home. He walked down the stairs and got into his car.

On his drive home, there had been an accident that hat had occurred, causing for a lot of traffic.

"Dammit!" Arnav said banging his hand on the steering wheel. Di would kill him if he arrived home late today. He heard a knock on the door and rolled it down to notice a kid standing there.

"Bhaiyya, ye gulab le lo na (Please buy some roses),"the little boy said.

"Kitne ke hain (How much are they)?" Arnav asked.

"Sirf pachaas rupaye ke (Only 50 rupees)," the boys said.

"Teek hai," Arnav said. He took ou some money from his wallet and paid the kid for a bouquet of roses. Khushi loved roses, they were her favorite flower. The traffic had slowly started moving and he managed to get home.

He walked into the house and noticed the decorations had been already done.

Arnav walked into the living room and felt something cold on his arm.

"WHAT THE?!" he said glancing towards the direction where the feeling came from and noticed a little kid holding water balloons. He looked around the house and noticed that there were several kids present, running around like crazy.

"Chotte you're home!" came a voice from Anjali and Arnav glanced up at her.

"Di what's this?!" Arnav asked in anger.

"Chotte did you forget that it's your niece's birthday today?" Anjali said.

"No Di it's not that, but why so many kids?" Arnav asked looking around.

"Chotte, it's a kid's party, so obviously there will be kids," Anjali said.

"Whatever, I don't like kids," A fuming Arnav said as he went up the stairs to his wife.

Khushi was standing in front of the mirror getting ready for the party when she heard the door open. She looked up into the mirror and noticed Arnav had come. An angry Arnav had come.

Arnav saw the reflection of his wife getting ready in the mirror and all his anger vanished. She looked stunning, like always. He slowly walked towards her; rested his head on her shoulder and wrapped one hand around her waist.

"Have I ever told you that you are really beautiful," he said kissing her earlobe.

"Yes, many times Mr. Raizada," Khushi said blushing.

"How about sexy Mrs. Raizada," Arnav said kissing her on the cheek. But this time Khushi didn't reply and just looked at him. Arnav moved his other hand from behind his back and held the roses in front of her.

"Roses?! For me?!" Khushi exclaimed and looked up at Arnav.

"Yea for you," Arnav said. Khushi turned around and hugged him.

"You're so sweet Arnav," Khushi said against his neck, "But why is your coat wet?!" she said pulling away from the hug with a disgusted look.

"Oh this stupid id downstairs threw a water balloon on me. He doesn't have any manners. I'm so happy we don't have kids Khushi," Arnav said making Khushi drop the bouquet of roses from her hand and they landed on the floor.
 

And then he spoke again, "I would never be able to handle them."

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