Chapter Fifteen

The next morning, Khushi got up bright and early. She couldn't help but look at Arnav, first thing. She knew she had work to do but she couldn't help herself. Within a few minutes, Arnav woke up and smiled at the sight of Khushi.

"Morning," Khushi whispered.

"Morning," and Khushi rested her head on his chest.

Khushi snuggled into Arnav and traced Arnav's chest.

"Is something wrong," Arnav asked.

"No. In fact everything is great."

"Oh…."

Khushi sensed something in his words and looked up at Arnav. "I'm fine but what about you?"

"Oh… nothing," and he let out a sigh.

"You're being dramatic!" Khushi sat up. "Tell me!"

"It's nothing. Besides, there's no point in saying anything cause you might just get mad," and he got out of bed.

"That's not true," Khushi cried out, crossing her arms. "Tell me!"

Arnav lightly smirked, and then removed it off his face and faced Khushi. "Fine. You wanna know? I'll tell you. You don't have all the qualities of a wife."

"Excuse me?!"

"Thats exactly what I'm talking about."

Arnav was about to turn away when Khushi yelled out. "Okay! I won't get mad! But what are you talking about?"

"There's three things to a wife Khushi."

"And what's that," Khushi asked, shrugging.

Arnav pointed a finger up as he listed them. "A lady to the public, a chef in the kitchen, and a whore in bed."

"Excuse me?"

"Yup. You are the first two in the beginning but not the last one."

Khushi was about to say something but Arnav cut her off.

"You used to be it before we were married. Guess I should've brought you in bed more often back then. You're just not as, how should I say this… active, as you used to be. You're just not the same," he shrugged and he went into the bathroom.

Khushi's jaw had dropped and she couldn't believe what he had said. She fumed a bit but then decided not to let his words bother her. Both eventually got ready and Khushi headed downstairs getting breakfast ready.

Everyone arrived at the table except for Anjali.

"Amma," Khushi said, "where's Di?"

"She should be coming soon sweetheart."

And just as she said that, Anjali came in.

"Mission successful," Anjali smiled.

"What mission Di," Arnav asked.

"Your honeymoon."

"What," Khushi asked.

"Your. Honeymoon."

"But-"

"Oh good," Anannya said, "do you have the room booked?"

"Room," Khushi asked.

"Of course sweetheart. You and Chote are going away to the city for a while for your honeymoon."

"But-"

"Oh Khushiji, it's a beautiful place," Anjali squealed.

"But-"

"Khushi betiyan," Dadi said, "you both have recently gotten married."

"But-"

"You both have to go! It's your honeymoon," Nani said.

"Um-"

"We'll go," Arnav said.

"Really," Anjali asked, cocking an eyebrow, suspicious of his reply.

"Yeah. I could use a break from you."

"Hey!"

"Now Di, hay is for horses."

Anjali twitched her mouth and looked away and Arnav smiled. Khushi liked the sight of his smile. After all, Arnav rarely smiled since he was to busy being "Malik".

"Whatever," Anjali said.

"Well if you two are done," Anannya said, "how about you two start packing."

Arnav and Khushi nodded and went up to their room to pack. In the middle of packing, Arnav got a call and stepped out of the room and Anjali slipped in.

"Di, aap," Khushi questioned.

"There's something I gotta give you."

"What?"

Anjali grabbed one of Khushi's bags. "You'll see," and she left the room, taking the bag.

"Di," Khushi called out. She went to the door and was about to follow Anjali when Arnav came back.

"Hey," Arnav smiled, blocking Khushi's path.

Khushi rolled her eyes and turned away on her heels. Arnav found her actions cute and went over to Khushi and held her around the waist.

"If I'm not mistaken," Arnav said, "you're missing a bag."

"Well you're correct," Khushi said with some attitude, shoving in some clothes into her bag.

"Ouch. Being a bit rough, are we?"

Khushi rolled her eyes and couldn't help but get pissed.

Not as I used to be, huh, Khushi said to herself in her head. I'll show you!

Arnav noticed her tensing up and knew what she was thinking about. He was about to say something when Anjali came in.

"Ugh, please, get a room," Anjali said.

"Di, we are," Arnav said, letting go of Khushi, turning his head a bit.

"Well then shut the door next time. Khushiji," she walked over to Khushi, "here you go," she said, holding the bag out.

"What's in this," Khushi asked.

Anjali whispered in Khushi's ears. "You'll see. Well, Chote will see. You'll have him speechless." She moved away and she winked.

Khushi was confused but before she could say anything, Anjali walked out of their room.

"Now then," Arnav said, "where was I?"

He was about to move back in to Khushi when Anjali came in again.

"You guys should head out now," Anjali said, poking her head in and then she left.

Arnav let out a deep sigh. "Well then, guess I'll have to continue later," and he grabbed some bags and left.

All the bags were eventually brought down and Arnav and Khushi left off for the city. During the drive, Arnav noticed that Khushi seemed a bit lost.

"Khushi?"

"Hm?" She was still zoned off.

"Khushi?"

"Yeah," she said, snapping out of it.

"We'll be in the city in about an hour."

"Really?"

He nodded.

"Oh… okay."

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing."

"Yeah right. Your face crystal clear says your not. Tell me."

"Well… to be honest… I'm nervous."

"About what?"

"Well, it's the first time I'll be in the city."

"So?"

"So what if I don't fit in?"

"Khushi, the city is about standing out, not fitting in. It isn't our town that people will judge you for your taste."

"But-"

"Khushi relax. In the city, no one knows you but me. In our town, everyone knows you as "Malkeen". Understood?"

"I guess."

About an hour later, they arrived in the city and Khushi gazed away at the tall buildings and the people.

"I don't believe it," Khushi said, gazing away at all the buildings.

"Just wait for it."

"For what?"

"You'll see in 3… 2… 1."

The buildings lit up and Khushi was stunned.

"Oh my gosh," Khushi squealed. "This is amazing!"

"It really is."

Khushi glanced at Arnav from the corner of her eyes. I'll show you what's amazing, Khushi said in her head.

They arrived to the hotel and while Arnav checked them in, Khushi looked around the lobby in amazement.

"Ready," Arnav asked.

"Huh? Oh, yeah."

The bellboy guided them up to their room, all the way up at the top floor, in the presidential suite.

"Presidential suite," Khushi questioned.

"The family thought too big of this," Arnav said.

The bellboy swiped the card to their room and put their bags in while Arnav and Khushi looked around.

"Oh my gosh," Khushi said. "We're so high up! And the view is fantastic!"

Arnav went over to her side. "It really is."

All their bags were put in their room and Arnav tipped the bellboy and led him out and locked the door.

"Ready to see our room," Arnav asked.

"Sure," and Arnav led them to their room.