Chapter 41

Khushi's POV

My phone started ringing. I looked at the ID. It was 'mom'.

"Hello, mom"

"How is my daughter?" she asked me lovingly.

"I am fine, mom. How are you and Divi?"

"We are fine, Khushi. Khushi, listen, I called you to invite you both for dinner," she said.

"Ok, mom, I will talk to him," I said.

"Ok, bye, take care."

"Bye," I said and ended the call.

I want to go home, but not with that devil.

Khushi, you just inform him. He will not come. Why will he agree to come to my place? For him, my place is the dirtiest place.

I stood outside of his room and knocked once... no response. I knocked again. I heard him say, "Come in."

I slowly went inside. He was only in his pants and a towel was around his neck.

Maybe he was taking a shower.

Oh my god....those biceps and six-pack abs! .....god, he is really looking hot...

"Done checking me?" I came out of my thoughts and looked at him. He was smirking at me.

"I-i was no-not checking you," I felt embarrassed.

'Done embarrassing yourself, Khushi?'

"Ya, ya, I can see that," he said and chuckled.

I glared at him.

"Actually, I came here to tell you that my mom called to invite both of us for dinner. I know that you will not come, but I told mom that I would ask you. That's why I came here to tell you. That's all," I said and started going out when I heard him say, "Be ready at 8."

I turned toward him. "Huhh?....That means you will come?"

"Why? You don't want me to come?" He asked, raising his perfect eyebrows.

"No- no, I mean yes. I mean, no ....oh god," I took a deep breath. "I thought you would not come. I mean, you said that day that my house was the dirtiest place, so I thought...." When I reminded him of this, something flashed in his eyes-maybe guilt?

"Just forget this. I am coming there for aunty not for you," he said, turning back and taking out a t-shirt from his cupboard, and I left his room.

'Stupid Khushi, can't you just control your mouth? You spoiled his mood,' my mind scolded me.

But it's true, he only taunted me for my place. How can I forget those words, which literally pierced my heart?

I came to my room and took a little nap..

I got up and glanced at my watch. It was 6:00 p.m so there was still time. So, I started reading a novel to pass time.

I dressed up in crop top with a long shrug and black pants, applied my eyeliner and lipstick and went downstairs.

Shourya was already ready. He was wearing a grey t-shirt with a black jacket and black pant, and....oh my god, he was looking super hot in it.

Shut up, Kushi!

"I know, I am looking hot, wifey," he said, smirking at me.

"Shut up, you pervert,"

"Ok, ok. Let's go before your mom thinks something else," he said with a mischievous smirk, taking the car keys.

I feel like snatching that smirk from his face.

"You go. I will come by cab," I said and I started going out while keeping him behind me.

"Are you out of your mind, Khushi? And why will you take a cab when we are going to the same place?" He asked, gritting his teeth.

I turned toward him. "Because I don't want you to say that I am enjoying your so called luxuries and tag me as a gold digger again."

He remained silent for a few seconds and then said, "Khushi, we are going together, and that's final."

"I am not coming in your car! I will go by cab," I said in a stern tone. "Otherwise, you can also come in a cab," I said and I started going.

"Seriously, I think you hit your head somewhere. Khushi, I am telling you the last time you are coming with me," he shouted from behind.

"No way!" I also yelled from outside.

I don't know when that devil came and put me on his shoulder as if I were some kind of potato sack.

"You jerk, put me down!" I yelled at him by hitting his back with my fist, but his rock like body was not affected by my small fist. I tried to wiggle out of his hold, but all attempts went in vain.

"Your small fist will not work on me, Khushi baby," he chuckled.

Baby? Is he gone mad?

He opened the door of his car, put me in the passenger seat, and closed the door. "Don't you dare open this door," he said in a stern tone, glaring at me.

Devil

Pervert

Idiot

What does he think of himself, huh? That day he was calling me a gold digger and now telling me to go with him.

I felt like crying.

I kept my mouth shut and started looking out of the window.

I will not leave you, Shourya. I will take revenge.

I saw him from the corner of my eyes. He was stealing glances from me.

Shameless man.

Shourya's POV

She is looking hot in this attire. I was feeling like kissing her.

Shourya, control yourself

Not only in these clothes, but I must say she looks beautiful in everything she wears, even if it's not revealing. The whole ride, she was looking out and didn't utter a single word. She was lost in her own thoughts. I also kept quiet.

After twenty minutes, we reached her house. I parked my car. She didn't wait for me to come.

When she rang the doorbell, I also came and stood beside her. After a few seconds, her mom opened the door.

"Mom," she hugged her mom happily.

"My daughter, how are you?" Her mom asked her by hugging her back.

"I am fine, mom," Khushi said, wiping her tears.

How much this girl cries.

Her mom then turned towards me.

"Hello, aunty," I said, smiling at her, and to my surprise, she engulfed me in a hug. I started missing my mom's hugs.

"How are you, Shourya?" She asked me by cupping my cheek.

"I am fine, aunty."

"If you call me mom, then I would be more than happy," she said, looking at me lovingly.

"Ok aun- I mean, mom," I said, and she smiled widely.

We all entered inside.

"Mom, where is Divi?" Khushi asked, narrowing her brows.

"She is in her room."

"Why didn't she come downstairs? Didn't you tell her that we were coming?"

"I told her. I think she is busy with her studies. Her exams are going on. You both sit, I am going to bring you something to drink," her mom said and went to the kitchen.

"What happened to Divi? Why didn't she come downstairs to meet me?" She was mumbling. "Shourya, you sit here, I am coming," she said, getting up.

"Where are you going?" I asked her, raising my eyebrows.

I will be alone here.

"I am going upstairs to meet Divi," she said and went upstairs. She was looking worried.

Then her mom came with two glasses of juice.

"Where is Khushi?" she asked when she didn't see Khushi.

"She went to meet Divya."

She gave me one glass of juice and sat opposite me.

"I hope my daughter is not giving you a tough time," she said, smiling.

"No, mom," I thought about the day when Khushi took care of me, which brought a smile to my face.

"Ohh, thinking of special moments with my daughter, huh.." Urvashi mom teased me seeing me smiling.

When we all sat down to have dinner, I saw Khushi's eyes were filled with tears. She was blinking back the tears.

I went near her ear and asked, "What happened, Khushi? Why are you crying?"

She looked at me for a second and then shook her head, saying nothing. Something is going through her mind.

"So, when will you both give me grandchildren?" Suddenly, Urvashi mom asked, making us freeze at our place. Khushi choked on her food and started coughing badly.

"Oh my god, Khushi..what happened?" Urvashi mom came running and started rubbing her back.

"Here, drink this." I made her drink water.

She then relaxed. "Mom, I am fine now. Don't worry," she said, wiping her face and then looked at me. I smirked and winked at her, and in return, I got an angry glare from her.

"So, Di, you promised that day that you would come to stay with us next time...so, you both are staying here tonight...right?" Divya asked her excitedly.

Khushi looked at me for a second and said, "I am staying, Divi, but Shourya has some work, and he didn't bring his clothes either, so he will go home."

What! This traitor didn't tell me that she would stay, and she didn't even ask me whether I wanted to stay or not....and why is she lying that I have work?

"I cancelled my important work, wifey," I said, smirking at her. She was looking at me with wide eyes. "I will stay, Divya," I said, looking at Divya. She became happy upon hearing it.

Khushi came near my ear and said, gritting her teeth, "But you didn't bring your clothes...and you also don't have to stay in this non-luxurious house."

"I have my clothes in my car," I said, getting up.

Why is she always reminding me of my words and why am I feeling guilt?.

"Khushi, show your room to Shourya," Urvashi mom told Khushi, and she nodded.

We both wished good night to Mom and Divya. Khushi started going upstairs, and I also followed her like a lost puppy.

We entered her room, and she took out her clothes from her cupboard and went to the bathroom.

I sighed and started looking around. I must say her room was really beautiful. The walls were painted with a light blue colour, and one side wall is decorated with stars. Though it's not a big room like mine, it was really beautiful.

There are photos of her with her mom and Divya... but most of the photos are of her and one man when she was small, maybe her dad. Some were of her sitting on his lap and smiling at him. Some were of her kissing his cheeks. She was really cute.

But, what caught my attention is some pics in which one small boy is pulling her cheeks and in another pic he is kissing her cheeks.

How dare he kiss her cheeks?

Why are you getting jealous, Shourya?

No, I am not getting jealous. It's just that...that...ughh forget it .

I heard a click sound of the bathroom door. Khushi came out of the bathroom wearing her pyjamas and looking damn hot in them as always.

"I know that my room is not as big as yours and also not luxurious. But you have to adjust only for today, and if you don't want to stay, then you can go home. I will tell mom that you have work, so she will not mind," she said, looking at me.

"And why would I do that? And why did you lie to them saying I have work?" I folded my arms around my chest and asked.

"Because I thought if you live in my dirty house, then you will also get dirty."

I remember that day for saying nonsense about her house. I was angry that time. I don't know why, but now I am feeling guilty for saying that.

I don't have anything to say, so I kept quiet. I took my clothes and was going to change when I remembered to ask her about that boy who is in that photo.

"Khushi, who is that little boy with you in that picture because, as much as I know you don't have a brother?" I asked, pointing at that frame.

She first furrowed her brow at me and then looked at that picture, "Ohh, that is my best buddy and my best brother," she said happily. Happiness was dancing on her face while telling about that boy.

"You know, he is my best buddy. He used to fight with those bad boys who used to tease me.................." she started telling me about him. I don't know why, but hearing about him from her mouth made me angry.

"I think I should go to change," not being able to hear not anymore, I went to change my clothes.

When I came out of the bathroom, Khushi was not in the room. I looked around, and then my gaze fell on the figure who was on the balcony. I went and stood beside her. She was looking at the sky, which was full of twinkling stars, but there were tears rolling down from her eyes.

"What happened, Khushi?" I asked her softly. Hearing my sudden voice, she flinched and started wiping her tears.

"Nothing,"

Then there was complete silence so I thought to break this silence.

"I think your favourite place is the balcony," I said, laughing a little.

"Yes, who would not like this place?" She said, but her gaze was still fixed on the sky.

"You like stargazing?" Because many a time I saw her looking at the sky at night.

She smiled. "Yes, that's my favourite. You know, me and my dad used to do stargazing by going on the terrace. We used to sleep there only, and this used to happen during my birthday, and when we got up in the morning, we used to find a blanket on us, obviously by my mom," she laughed, thinking about her day with her dad. There were tears in her eyes while talking about her dad.

I wanted to know what happened to her dad, so I asked, "what happened to your dad?"

Hearing this question, she stiffened and looked at me in shock, then composed herself. "We had gone to the birthday party of Ri-" she was telling me, but suddenly my phone rang, so she stopped talking.

'Samaira' why is she calling me now? I cut the call.

"I am so-" she started calling again.

"Maybe she has something important to say. Take the call," Khushi said, giving me a smile that was not reaching near her ear, and going inside. Maybe she saw the ID.

I received her call. "What, Sam?"

"What, what, Sam, Shourya? Have you asked for divorce from douchebag?" I fisted my hand.

"Sam, I told you that day that I was trying. She is not ready to sign the papers," I said, gritting my teeth. She is eating my ears to get a divorce from Khushi. I don't know why, but nowadays whenever I think of divorce, I feel something strange in my heart.

"I can't see you trying, Shourya. I don't know what happened to you or what spell does that witch cast on you that you are ignoring me?" She shouted from the other side.

"Sam, it's nothing like that," I tried to make her understand.

"It's only like that. You are ignoring me, Shourya," she started crying.

I sighed

"Ok, tomorrow we are going on a date..ok?" I asked.

"Really? It's more than ok baby. I loooove you!" She said it happily.

I smiled.

"I love you too," I said, cut the call and turned to go back to the room.

I froze in my place, when I saw Khushi standing in the doorway.

Did she listen to everything? What if she did?

What will she think about me?

"It's late. I think we should sleep," she said and went inside. Her face was emotionless.

Why should I care if she listens or not...if she listens, then it's good.

I went inside and was about to lie on the bed. "What do you think you are doing?" She asked me, raising her perfect brows.

"Of course, I am sleeping," I shrugged my shoulders.

"You will not sleep on my bed. It's my bed," she said, folding her hands across her chest.

"And why would I do that? I am sleeping on the bed, and that's final," I said and sat on the bed. In a second, I was on the floor with my butt.

Did she just now push me?

"I said you would not sleep on my bed. This is MY room, and this is MY bed. Your orders will not work here. You sleep on the floor," she said in a stern tone, glaring at me.

"What!..are you mad, Khushi? I can't sleep on the floor. I will get back pain if I sleep on the floor," I got up.

I think this girl is thinking about torturing me today for staying here.

"Nothing will happen. Your back pain will remain for only a few days, then it will go away," she said. "I am talking with experience, and all thanks to you, Mr. Shourya Kapoor."

So, she is paying me back for my deeds.

I started feeling guilty for making her sleep on the floor. Now she is making me taste my own medicine.

"Ok," I said. She looked at me as if she saw some kind of alien. "Give me one pillow and one blanket."

I also don't have the right to ask her to let me sleep in her bed.

She was continuously looking at me as if thinking something.

"You can sleep on the bed. You know what, I am not like you," she said, and starting to take out pillows from her cupboard.

"These many pillows are for whom?" Why is she taking out so many pillows.

"To make a pillow border," she said and started keeping those pillows in the middle, "I have seen in dramas and I also read in novels that if we make this pillow border, you will not be able to come to my side, nor will I be at your side."

"Ohh....so if I sleep here with you, then you will not be able to control yourself...right?" I thought to tease her. "And also, why would some girl control herself when a handsome man like me will sleep with her."

"Hey, Mister, I can control mys- " she stopped saying it when she realised what she was saying.

I raised my eyebrows. "You were saying something..right?"

"No, its no-nothing," she stammered and her cheeks became red.

After doing her so-called border. "This is my property, and that is your property. You don't have the right to come into my property, and I will also not come into your property," she said, pointing at both sides.

Property??? God, this girl will make me mad today.

"Ok, now can I sleep?" I asked.

"Yes, you can. Who stopped you from sleeping?"

I just rolled my eyes. If I say something, she will start giving me another lecture.

I lie down on my side, and she on her side.

Writer's POV

"Di, jiju (bro-in-law), the breakfast is ready, come fast," Divya yelled from outside and went.

Khushi rubbed her eyes, but when she saw the position they were sleeping, she gapsed. Shourya's legs were entangled with hers, and his one hand was on her waist and hers on his waist. All pillows were on the floor. Khushi removed her hand from his waist and tried to wake up Shourya.

"Shourya, get up."

"What, Khushi let me sleep," he said. His eyes were half opened.

"Remove your hand from my waist," she said in a stern tone, but Shourya, being Shourya, closed his eyes and brought her close by holding her waist.

Khushi's breath hitched. She was looking at his face with her wide eyes, which was just a few centimetres away from her face.

She tried to loosen his hold around her waist, but it went in vain.

"Sho-shourya, leave me," she said while trying to loosen his hold.

Shourya opened his eyes. "What are you doing so close to me? Ohhh, so you weren't able to control yourself, right?" He asked, smirking at her.

"You pervert, you are the one who is holding me. Now asking I didn't able to control myself?" She asked him, glaring at him and tried to free herself from his hold.

Shourya then realised that he was holding her, and he was on her side. He loosens her hold..

"Ya, ya whatever," he said rolling eyes and got up. Then he thought to irritate her a little. "You are such a seductress, you tried to seduce me at night. Oh my god, oh my god. You were touching me here and there. I am feeling ashamed even to tell," he said keeping his hand on his face like a shy girl.

She was looking at him dumbfounded with her opened mouth.

"I-i di-didn't touch you an-anywhere...don't lie," she said in a stern tone.

"Oh my god, you are thinking i am lying Who was about getting r*pe by his wife?" He said wiping his invisible tears. He was enjoying Khushi's reaction. She was looking at him as if he was a ghost.

"R*pe?? No, I-i didn't do anything like that...you were the one who came to my side," she said innocently.

"Only I know what I felt that moment. Now I am feeling like crying."

"Just shut up ok, I didn't do anything like that. You are a lier."

Shourya chuckled seeing her reaction "ok, ok, I was just pulling your legs"

"You are an idiot," she shouted storming her feet, but later her cheeks turned red.

Shourya went to the bathroom and yelled "and ya, you are looking cute while blushing" which made Khushi blush more and became like a red tomato.

Shourya is acting a little normal with her. Sometimes he tease her, in return she scolds him. Shourya is also enjoying the way she scolds him as if he is a five year kid.

Khushi have little hope that maybe their marriage will work....

Is Shourya also want their marriage to work?

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