Rabba Ishq Naa Hove - Season 3 - Part 35

 

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Chapter 35


Arnav’s POV


My eyes open as the morning sunlight enters the room. We forgot to pull the blinds together to shield us from the light, before we decided to sleep on the couch.. .together. I look down where Khushi is snuggled to my chest, her arms wrapped around my waist, and mine over hers. That's how we slept on this couch the entire night. It was the second best night of my life after the one when we consummated our marriage. I grin recalling this out of the world feeling I got since Khushi told me she wanted to give us both a chance together. It’s like a dream come true. A dream which I had stopped thinking would ever turn into reality. But seeing Khushi’s determination last night and the way she has snuggled to my body now, I have enough assurances that this will work. I will make it work again! I promise to give Khushi everything she desires and deserves in her life because thats what a man in love would do for the woman he is in love with. I love her.. And that truth will die after when my life ends.

I want to push the small tendril of her hair away, which has been hindering my view of her gorgeous morning face. I never got a chance to know how she looks every morning. How softly she snores and how her perfectly kissable lips are parted as she breathes from her mouth. Since I don't want to stop cuddling her, the only way I can move her hair lock away is by my mouth. I blow air on her forehead and her hair slides away, in turn waking Khushi up. She squeals and tries to stretch in her sleep but as soon as she realizes she has embraced me and we are not on bed but on the confined space of the couch, she stills again and raises her chin to meet my eyes.


“Good morning,” I mouth, my voice barely audible as my gaze falls on her fully parted lips now.

Khushi shifts closer to me, her gaze falling upon my lips on which she reads my temptation to kiss her. I move my hand to her neck and then cup her cheek before placing a peck on her forehead instead. Even thats a bliss!! A perfect bliss of a perfect morning with my perfect partner.

Khushi hums with a smile, as if liking my gesture of not initiating a lip kiss which we both know would have ended up differently, considering we have a flare of attraction already between each other. But we were taking baby steps so all the adultery actions will have to wait for some time until we figure this out.

“Always the old school types, aren’t you?” Khushi mocks as she checks my body temperature, probably recalling that I had fever the last night. Once she is assured, I am fine now, she puts some distance between our bodies and ties her hair into a messy bun. Even that gesture from her hardens my lower body.

To ignore her from noticing it, I rise up from the couch and stretch a bit whereas Khushi grabs her phone to check her morning messages.

“I have a shoot scheduled today in the afternoon,” she informs.

Of course she has to work and I don't want to interrupt it.

“Do we have time for a breakfast together this morning?” I ask hopefully.

She likes the idea of breakfast with me and nods in agreement.

“Yes, but Mr Raizada. I didn’t buy the grocery this week which means we have to eat outside.”

“With pleasure.”

“Okay. Then lets get freshen up.”


She leaves inside her bedroom whereas I use the other one. Whilst Khushi gets the liberty to shower and wear fresh clothes, I take a quick shower and dress up again in the same shirt and jeans which I wore last night. All my clothes are in Di’s home where I am staying ever since I came to New York.


We walk to a simple café and order some croissants and American toast with freshly brewed coffee. It’s a nice place for breakfast.

“This place is my saviour when I forget to shop groceries. I come here for breakfast and at peak times, I just grab a take away coffee.” Khushi says taking a seat opposite to me. Even though we are sitting across each other, we are close. The seats are comfy for couples. Our knees keep brushing below the table as Khushi pours some coffee in my cup.

“Had a good sleep last night?” I ask her openly. Everything now just depends on what she feels, she wants and I am going to adhere to that. I really want her in my life and after her open invitation of giving us a second chance, I don't want to mess up.

“The best sleep so far,” Khushi answers sipping her coffee while looking intently at me. “And you?”

“Honestly, I didn’t sleep for a long time because it took me time to accept the fact that you were in my arms.”

“Hmm,” she purrs, listening to me.

“And then sleep took over. But my back is hurting a bit. Couch is not the best place to sleep.”

I mean it. My back is hurting and the way we had curled up on the couch, I’m sure even her legs are hurting.


“We will find some alternative tonight,” she mentions and when I don't respond but just keep staring at her, she continues. “If you don't mind staying for this week at my apartment.”

“I’ll sacrifice anything to spend this week with you, Khushi. Though my therapist will be against this idea, I will do it.”

Khushi keeps the coffee mug down and then entwines her fingers with mine over the table.

“We both tried consulting these professionals, got some relief too, Arnav but they cannot give us a permanent cure because its not with them. My cure lies with you and yours with me. I don't care anymore what others want from us or want us to do. What is important for me is your stand on our reunion.”

I like when she speaks so sensible.

“We have both come from different backgrounds Arnav. I was raised no less than a caged but spoilt brat and you grew up with innocence. But we are none of that today. I’m turning out to be an independent mature woman and your innocence is lost in whatever revenge you planned for me and my father….” She pauses as if remembering Shashi Gupta.


As soon as I see her eyes moistening, I hold her hand above mine and give it a gentle press.

“I know we have a long way to go to be compatible for each other. And the only way to do that is knowing each other in and out and blending our lives together.”

My words give her the strength to talk again.

“And you have to open up the past secrets too.” Khushi reminds me.

“Yeah.” I exhale. That's going to be the hardest part but I will. As my wife and the woman I love, she has every right to know about me and the past that connects us.


We finish the rest of the breakfast quietly. I walk her back to the apartment where we stop at the lobby again.

“That's the spare key,” Khushi hands me a key to her apartment. “I’ll come back by 06:00 pm after my shoot.”

“I’ll be there to welcome you home.” I reply.


The word home makes us both smile warmly and then I pull her to me… in my arms, to give her a tight hug. Khushi hugs me back, none of us caring what the people walking around us will think. We come out of our bubble in some time but I keep holding her nape to ensure we are face to face when I say this to her.


“I first want to be your lover, Khushi. Someone you can fall in love with, and trust completely. And then I want to be your husband who will only love you until you beg for more. How’s the plan?”

She gives me a small smile as if loving the idea.

“I’ve to go now. Getting late. Give my regards to Maa, Anjali, Shyam and Sara. I hope they like our idea of reuniting.”

I have no doubt about it. Maa will be the happiest one to know we are getting along again.


To be continued.

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