CHAPTER 4 - DISASTER MORNING FOR ARNAV!

While having dinner, Khushi was quietly on her place trying hard to not speak.

Garima was relieved that Khushi was calm now.

Shashi: Rohan called me, he wanted to talk with you Khushi..

Khushi jumped from her seat happily, "Really?? Why didn't he call me?"

Arnav looked at her weirdly, "Now I'm sure she isn't a bit but totally crazy. Someone just called her and she's jumping as if she won a deal. Even I know how to control myself.." he thought.

"Your phone was switched off I guess.." Shashi said.

"oh yeah.. I forgot to charge.." Khushi smiled sheepishly.

"Do charge it everytime. Then you can irritate people on your phone, it's my advice one day they will break your face in real, so it's better to stay safe with your phone. They will break their phone in your frustration, instead of you yourself.. " Arnav whispered to Khushi.

Khushi looked at him angrily, she looked away sighing hard and left from there running.

Arnav smirked.

Shashi: Now where did she go?

Payal: What else Papa? To talk with Rohan..

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KHUSHI'S ROOM..

Khushi jumped in her bed, resting her head on pillow and talking with her friend.

"Hi Ro!" she said smiling.

"Why are you calling me Ro instead of Rohan? Are you angry Angel?" he asked.

"I'm calling you like that for you to remember that other than your friends who call you Ro there, in Mumbai you have a friend who waits for your call everyday.." Khushi pouted.

"I'm sorry.. I really am Khushi.. But I got busy with works and all.." he said.

"It's okay. I understand your situation.." Khushi smiled.

"You're an Angel that's you forgive me for my every mistake. But I promise you that I will be back soon only for you." he said.

"Aww really? I will be waiting eagerly Rohan.." Khushi's eyes lit up in happiness.

"You know I've been in stress all these weeks, but after hearing your voice. All stress has gone somewhere else, I fell relaxed now.." he smiled.

"I was also angry till now, but now that I talked with you I'm with a huge smile on my face.." Khushi smiled.

"Really? Who made you angry?" he asked.

"Mr. America.." Khushi said.

Arnav was passing by her room, to go to his and he heard her saying "Mr. America".

He opened the door of her room, "You really don't want to leave me in peace. And I've a name.."

Khushi frowned: Oh hello. I'm talking over the phone.

Arnav realized she was indeed talking over the phone, but he also wasn't going to accept defeat soon: About me..

Khushi bit her lips getting caught, "I wasn't talking about you. There.. are..many Mr. Americas in the world.. why should I talk only about you?" she stammered.

"And you only know one Mr. America till now.." he said.

"At least you admit you're Mr. America.." Khushi raised her both eyebrows smiling.

"Khushi you're smart for yourself, but for me you're the dumbest person I've ever met.." Arnav said glaring at her, "Your talks makes no sense. Only you see sense in that.."

"Then go na.. Who knows you might get infected by my dumbness disease? Go go.. You're so intelligent, and you need to keep working and lost the count on your awards.. So don't let my dumbness affect you.." Khushi said and stood on the door waiting for him to go.

Arnav: Good you know what you're..

Khushi closed the door on his face, making him shut his eyes and look away.

"You dumbo. Didn't you understand that I say that for you to go away? Khushi Kumari Gupta is smart.." Khushi shouted.

"You're dumbo, not me.." Arnav shouted back.

He went angrily to his room, and sat on his bed.

"What the.. Why am I fighting like a kid with this Psycho?.. " he thought.

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NEXT MORNING..

Arnav woke up early and looked around in the mansion, it was silent all over still here could hear some sounds coming from the kitchen.

He sighed in relief, at least someone was awake and he could inform that he was leaving.

He passed from Khushi's room, her window was slightly open and he could see her sleeping cutely cuddling with her pillow, her hair was falling on her face everytime and she was lifting her hand to arrange it irritated.

"Who could say that an angel sleeping there is actually a devil when she wakes up.." he rolled his eyes and walked towards the kitchen.

Garima smile warmly at him: Good morning..

"Morning.." he said.

"Means you don't want me to a have a good morning.." Garima smiled.

"No. I didn't mean that.." Arnav quickly said.

"Then you should wish me a Good morning and not only morning.. You know I get very happy when Khushi and Payal wish me everyday.. I might be in a bad mood on that day, but only their wish makes me fine and strong to face one more day in my life. I'm sure you mother must feel that also. You kids mean a lot to us.. And I treat our guests like my family and in that terms you're my son, and I don't want your morning only, I want you to wish me the way Khushi and Payal wish.. " Garima smiled explaining to him.

Arnav stood pondering over her words, when she finished he looked at her, "Good morning.."

Garima smiled and patted his cheek. How much he hates when someone treats him like a kid, but he couldn't scold her.

"Why did you wake up so early?" Garima asked him.

"I usually wake up early.." Arnav replied.

"And I want to inform that I'm going out to my office.." Arnav said.

"Wait beta. What's the hurry? Let me prepare something for you to eat.." Garima said cooking fast now as if he would flee from there if she didn't finish her cooking in one minute.

"No aunty. It's not needed. I will eat something on the way. Don't take trouble.." Arnav said.

"You know you're such a big business man. You need to take care of your health too, do you know it's not good to eat those fast foods? Please beta. Sit in the living room, in five minutes I will bring your food.." Garima said.

Arnav nodded unwillingly and went to sit.

Garima stood there staring at him smiling showing her teeth.

"He is such a sweet boy.. I don't know why people call him rude and other bad names.." she thought.

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Arnav took a newspaper and started reading it.

"Mummaaaaaaaaaaaa.." Khushi screamed running to the kitchen.

Arnav shut his eyes in frustration: Early in the morning also I've to hear this Dumbo voice.. Gone are my peaceful mornings..

His eyes shifted to her, Khushi stumbled with the edge of the sofa while running and fell on the floor hitting her forehead on the floor.

Arnav quickly stood up : That's your work..

He scolded her, and extended his hand.

Khushi pouted with tears in her eyes, she held his hand tightly and Arnav helped her to stand.

He lifted her and made her lay on the sofa.

HUM TUMHARE HAIN SANAM...

Khushi wiped her tears like a baby, "I got hurt.."

"What's the need to run like pyscho then?" Arnav frowned.

"Aaah..DM I'm feeling dizzy now.. I lost so much blood.. I will die now.. I haven't seen much in life and you already taking me with you.. " Khushi mumbled staring at the blood covering her little finger.

"What the.. You will not die because of it.." Arnav rolled his eyes.

"How do you know? Are you in my body to fell if I will die or not? It's happening with me na.." Khushi glared at him.

"You would have died by now if you were to die with the energy you wasted by talking nonsense now.." Arnav said.

Garima came running to the living room, "Khushi what happened??"

Khushi made a baby face staring at her mother, "Mumma look I fell on the floor.. My forehead is bleeding now.."

"oh my God.. How this happened??" Garima sat with her with teary eyes, she hugged Khushi tightly caressing her hair.

"Don't cry bitiya. I will apply ointment on it, you will be fine in two minutes.." Garima kissed her forehead and walked to bring the first aid box.

Arnav had a little smile on his face seeing the way Garima cares for Khushi, it instantly made him miss his mom, who would have done the same thing. The difference was unlike a Baby Khushi who keeps complaining to her mother, he would lie that he wasn't feeling any pain but still his mother would come behind him to cure him.

"What were you doing that you got hurt like this?" Garima asked caressing her wound.

"I was running.." Khushi said pouting.

"Like a physco.." Arnav added complaining to Garima about Khushi.

"And Mr. America instead of saving me, kept scolding me Mumma. If I'm crying more now it's only because of him.." Khushi also complained.

"Aunty I was the one who made her comfortable here in sofa, otherwise she would have been still crying on the floor.." Arnav said.

Garima giggled staring at both. Both looked at her confused.

"You both look like school kids.." Garima said and continued giggling.

Arnav and Khushi felt embarrassed, they were indeed looking like school kids who fight for things without any reason.

"Mumma there is a chipkali in my room.." Khushi whispered to her mother.

Garima widened her eyes: Chipkali..

Khushi nodded innocently: Please go and kill her. I won't be able to sleep with her in my room..

Garima nodded sideways: Even I'm scared Khushi..

Khushi cried: now who will kill that chipkali in my room?

After few seconds, Garima and Khushi turned to Arnav.

Arnav shook his head in disbelief.

"Now don't say you're scared. You're a man Mr. America please.." Khushi blinked her eyes.

"Beta please go and kill her, I'm really scared of chipkali.." Garima said hugging Khushi.

Arnav stood up and went to Khushi's room cursing Khushi from inside.

Khushi and Garima took toed behind him.

"That side Mr. America.." Khushi pointed as soon as she saw him searching for it.

"I'm not seeing it.." Arnav said while his eyes were looking for the chipkali.

"Mr. America look properly na.." Khushi pouted.

Arnav glared at her, "You come and look na.."

"Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh.. " Garima shouted seeing the lizard behind Arnav on the wall.

Khushi after seeing it also started screaming, "Mr. America behind you.."

Arnav turned behind him, "What the.. I will go deaf with both mother and daughter.."

He took Khushi's sandal and hit on the lizard, which made her fall.

"Aww my sandal. I will never use that again in my life.. Couldn't you use other thing??" her jaws dropped.

"Your clothes maybe right?" he asked sarcastically.

"No, no, no.." Khushi said quickly.

"Should I kill your sister?" he smirked teasing Khushi, and about to kill the lizard on the floor.

"Haan.. Kill her fast.." Khushi nodded quickly.

"Don't you feel any pain seeing your sister lose her life?" Arnav asked teasing her more.

"Beta don't waste time, she will escape otherwise.. Please kill her.." Garima said scared.

"When her mother isn't feeling any pain? What am I?" Khushi pointed to Garima.

Arnav shook his head and killed the lizard.

Khushi and Garima sighed in relief.

"Mr. America one more favor.." Khushi smiled sheepishly and jumped in her bed.

"Please take her away from my room.." Khushi said.

Arnav walked away from there without answering her.

Khushi pouted: I hate youuuuuu..

Arnav rolled his eyes on the corridor, "When did I say I love you??"