48) NEW BEGININGS

MAUSAM

The house , was starting to look like home , our home. hope surged in me.

the paint was done in a hurry , bit it was perfection, i glanced at Armaan , i was sure he had given a very high price for getting things done in a week.

i was surprised , how he had done everything perfectly , the paint , the cleaners , movers , windows were repaired , pest control , he had even asked me a list of things we would need in our new home , since his mother had threatened me not take even a spoon of her , but maybe everything was arranged by his secretary or he hired someone .

" it looks wonderful, the place is perfect." i said with a pleased smile as i sat beside him on the sofa, his surprised eyes met me , before his usual calm mask slid on and he offered me a simple thank you.

" so it meets your expectations?" he asked , avoiding me eyes .

" yes , it's perfect , whoever arranged all the facilitates in a short one week is a genius." i said , aww evident in my voice.

" how do you know i am not the one who did all this? repairs and everything? " his somewhat stiff voice met me .

" are you saying you did this all? all by yourself? " i asked , feeling shocked .

he did not reply and got up , muttering ," where are Aarav and Aruhi ?"

Armaan was so childishly arrogant . i giggled silently.

deciding i should sort out all the boxes , i stood up , in the kitchen all the new utensils have been delivered , from crockery to stove , fridge , microwave , all i had to do was organize what went where.

" do you need help?" Armaan asked as he stacked fresh water bottle in the fridge.

" can we use the fridge now?" i asked , wasn't there a rule about opening the fridge , after sometime it was on? or was it the other way around?

" the fridge was on yesterday . don't worry , every electric appliance have been installed properly , you can start using them even now." he said , nodding at me .

did i see just a hint of pride in him? i smiled at him," thanks "

" you did not answer me . do you need help?" he asked as i bend down to pick up the box of plates .

" oh no , thanks, i will manage." i answered him, but he snatched the box form my hands , " Mausam , i am not asking , i am saying i will help . and let's wait for a day , tomorrow i will hire servants to do all this , you don't have to do all this work."

as he turned toward me , i looked at him intently ,"not everything has to be done by servants , i can manage my own kitchen ." i said exasperatedly , his insistence on everything handled by servants was starting to rub me the wrong way ! could i not even do simplest of task , why because it did not meet his expectations !

my shoulders slumped in defeat , i said in a small voice , " if you , if you don't like how i am doing it , just say so. "

" what? i , why are you suddenly saying things like this?" he frowned , palming the back of his neck , he blocked my way ," wait , Mausam , let's not be like this. why do you think i would not like how you do things?"

i sighed , because , your mother did not let me raise my firstborn , because i was not allowed to wear clothes of my choice to any of your events , because there was not a single thing in the house which i had selected , because you threw away the tie i bought you.

" it's , is not that the truth? i am aware you don't like my taste or agree with my decisions or choices. you can tell me upfront , don't confuse me by saying ' i don't have to do this' , or 'sorry, i changed it after you did it' ." i decided to be honest with him.

i was met with silence , his mouth opened and shut like a life , really , but it didn't seem funny to me in this moment , the weight of past , how much they disliked me , and how we were so different , so not compatible was heavy on my heart .

" no , i don't mean it like that. i have no problem how you do our kitchen , okay? paint it pink , i would not mind. " he said passionately.

i frowned ," what's wrong with pink?"

" pink" he stammered.

as if fortifying himself ,he asked , " what sort of pink? you mean the lighter , whitish pink?"

so just to mess with him , i said , " no , neon pink , you know the color of Aruhi's barbie."

his face contorted in a painful wince , but under my gaze , he smiled , which looked painful.

" well , fine , neon pink , but do you think we should see a sample place , where it's painted , i mean just to be sure ?"

i laughed out oud , seriously , he was being ridiculous.

" Armaan , i won't paint our kitchen neon pink ." i liked the sound of our . then softly , abashedly i said," i just , can i just organize the crockery ? and can you please ask my opinion about things , like the interior and all, final choice would definitely be yours , but if you could just involve me .

he cut me off," final choice would be ours." he said , taking my hand in his , surprising me.

" okay." and i felt my cheeks warming.

we silently went back to stacking plates and cups.

then softly Armaan nudged his shoulder with mine , " i am sorry for not asking your opinion."

A/N

HI ,GUYS ,

FIRST OF ALL , THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR WAITING FOR THE UPDATE.

I WAS NOT FEELING WELL FOR A FEW DAYS , AND I WAS IN A BIT OF CONFUSION , I WAS THINKING WHAT KIND OF CHAPTER SHOULD I UPLOAD , NOW THAT ARMAAN AND MAUSAM ARE OUT OF THE " TRAUMA GIVING HOUSE" THEY WILL HAVE MASSIVE PROGRESS IN THEIR RELATIONSHIP.

I REALLY BELIEVE THAT FOR THEM , THEY NEED TO BE LEFT ALONE , IN EACH OTHER'S COMAPNY , SO THEY CAN RESOLVE THERI MISUNDERSTANDING AND TRY TO BE WITH EACH OTHER .

I WONDER THESE TWO WILL DO IF THEY WERE TRAPPED IN A ISLNAD !!