A fake engagement- a real wedding Chapter-2


Chapter-2

a fake engagement- a real wedding

a fake engagement- a real wedding

Shyam looked at Khushi as she hung up and put the mobile back in her bag. She looked back at him, her eyes unfocussed. She was already thinking about business; about Anjali’s brother who would have to be picked up from the airport tomorrow because he had made a last minute decision to join in the festivities. Apparently he was against this wedding, and had decided not to attend it earlier. She could cheerfully wring his neck were he not an important part of the client’s family. Now she could have to rearrange everything from sitting positions, cards to family presentation details.

“Khushi! I swear to God sometimes I wonder if you live on another platform!” Shyam’s outraged voice brought her back. Khushi patted on his back in a friendly way, and smiled warmly at him, “You know I am a little like that. But you like me despite my eccentricities. Now be a good fellow and help me out.”

“With what?” Asked Shyam, putting an arm around her good naturedly, his ill humour forgotten with her warm smile.

Khushi looked at him teasingly, “Your grammar is a bit sloppy, isn’t it? “

Shyam gave her a crooked smile, “Well now, you know me honey. I don’t care about such things. And there’s always everyone’s take on how to speak things you know.”

Khushi snorted delicately and gave him a smart tap on his shoulder, “Huh! Just admit you like being a little out of ordinary yourself Mr. Shyam Jha! Now to business- I need your help. This new client has a brother who is arriving tomorrow. I want someone to go and pick him up from the airport.”

“No can do sweetheart. I have an early morning meeting. You need to do this yourself. “ Khushi groaned inwardly, but conceded she would have to do it. Another black mark against her as an elder sister, she thought to herself guiltily. Payal had asked her this morning, if she could keep her diary free for tomorrow, and she had assured her that nothing would come in the way.

Khushi’s face must’ve shown some of her inner regret and sadness, because Shyam held her chin up and said, “Khushi, don’t be sad! Look if you don’t want to go to the airport to receive this fellow, just let them know you can’t. They can’t hang you for simply not going to receive him. After all, it is last moment notice.”

That got Khushi out of her reverie. She couldn’t afford to lose this account, for Payal’s sake. She made herself smile as naturally as she could and said, “It’s alright. I was just thinking about something I’d seen on the TV earlier and it made me sad. That’s all.”

“Khushi!!” said Shyam exasperatedly and they both laughed together.

Khushi was at the airport to receive Anjali’s brother at four the next morning. She had hated getting out the bed and dressing up, but had no choice. Keeping her dress code casual formal, she had worn blue jeans with a pale green Shirt, topped it with an Olive green short jacket. Her hair was tied in a sleek ponytail and her feet were ensconced in green sandals with kitty heels. A pale pink gloss was all the make-up she had put on.

The placard in her hand read Alexander Sebastian Rothwell. She wondered at the name for a minute. Strange for Anjali to have a brother who sounded foreign. Maybe an English mother? She shrugged her shoulders mentally and yawned. What did she care? All she knew was that she was to receive him, drop him to the Taj Palace Hotel and go back home to snuggle down back into the covers for an hour or two, before accompanying Payal to whatever mystery place she wanted to take her to.

Arrival of the flight from New York was announced, and Khushi jerked herself awake. Holding the placard high in her hand, she stood a little apart from the throng of others who were waiting for their guests at the arrival gate. As soon as people starting coming out of the gate, Khushi looked around, hunting for a white Caucasian male to get out and look at her placard. She kept on looking, until almost everyone had left.

Had she missed him ? Had he not come after all? She turned around and checked people passing by. Nope, didn’t look like he was among them either. So where the devil was he?

“Of all the people in the world—Are you here to receive me by any chance?”

The hairs on the back of her neck and hands stood up as Khushi heard the voice she had never wanted to hear again. Slowly, keeping her wits about her, she turned around and nearly fainted. ASR stood there, with his hands in his pockets, his expression unreadable in the faint light. He looked up at the sign she was holding and said resignedly, “It had to be you. ”

He had not changed a bit in the last year, thought Khushi as she looked at him. In his thirty-third year now, he was still broodingly handsome, with a day’s stubble on his face and those amber eyes that seared her body. Her heart beat fast as she tried to get over her shock.

“But I’m here to receive a Alexander Sebastian Rothwell, not you.”

He looked forbidding and bored, as she said, “Take your pick. ASR – Arnav Singh Raizada or Alex Seb Rothwell, I’m still the same person you’ve come to receive at the airport. Now if you’d stop imitating a gold fish, I’d like to go to the hotel please. Or is it too much to hope that a room has been booked for me?”

Khushi flushed pink with anger at his tone and his words. Closing her mouth that had been wide open with shock, and holding her emotions in control, she spoke to him coolly, “A room has been booked for you in the Taj Palace, as per your sister’s instructions. If you will please follow me, I’ll take you to the car that will take you to the hotel.”

His gaze moved to her head where her hair was tied neatly in a ponytail. He observed, “You’ve grown your hair. It is longer than I last saw it.”

Khushi was startled at this piece of observation from him. He had noted the length of her hair and remembered it from last year? She refused to feel that small burst of excitement in her belly and replied with coolness she didn’t feel, “Yes, I have grown it. Now, if you please—“

“Do I disturb you?” He asked and Khushi goggled at him.

“What ? I –“ Khushi started and then, alarmed took a step back when he stepped forward. “What are you doing?”

A couple of inches that had separated them vanished as Arnav came closer. His eyes were dark and searching. Khushi tried to look away from him. In the next instant she felt a hand on her chin, and rough growl, “Stop turning away from me. “ Khushi closed her eyes childishly, refusing to look at him, shivering by the touch of his hand on her chin. He bent a little to bring his face close to her and said softly, “Yes, I do believe I disturb you.”

16 responses

  1. Good to see that you have started on another Arhi FF..
    Intriguing start..wonder what happened between Arnav and Khushi..btw who is getting married?is it Anjali?

    1. Looks like it is Anjali getting married. Do keep reading to know what happens next. Thank you. 🙂

  2. Ooh poor khushi! Such torment…..excited to see update so soon. Love the start.

  3. Poor kushi ASR itni asani se peecha nahi chodega. ….disturbing to hai hi

  4. Alexander Sebastian Rothwell – ASR – Arnav Singh Raizada! – I knew it! 😀 😀

    Absolutely LOVED it Dii 😀 😀 Awesome as always! Could picture it clearly!

    And Yes, I Love this Khushi 🙂 🙂

    Frantically waiting for next update!!

  5. My heart .. Hv mercy dear girl .. Sigh ! Back to arshi land .. N now next update plssss..

  6. Interesting updates.

  7. Loving this new story…sorry, cannot seem to comment on WordPress! Loving this ASR and the sultry, simple Khushi who intrigues him as usual Waiting for your next update now! 🙂

    Anupama

  8. And finally the wolf meets the lamb yet again – hmm interesting all these intrigue going on. In fact I am very curious about this Shyam – is he really as good as it seems – will he be turning sour – I wonder what happened to Arshi all those months back. Can’t wait to read more

  9. ASR is here oh my can’t wait to read more about there past ,loved the update.

    1. Thank you for your comments. Please keep reading for more fireworks! 😉

  10. all i can do is grin.. cheek to cheek… yes out of all the ppl, its her that has to go and pick him up.. 😛 😛 funny how these things works out.. “do i disturb you?” ASR.. Why do u ask questions that you already know the answer to.. ? loving khushi.. i still have yet to come to love ASR.. Keep it up Di.. wonderful chapter 🙂 ❤ ❤

  11. Arrogant Raizada!!! Hmph!!!
    But fireworks are going to begin soon, actually they’ve already started… It’s going to be fun.

  12. The first meeting of Alex rothwell and khushi was just WOW !!! Totally loved it. You are a brilliant writer. 😊 – ship13(IF)

  13. You always manage to bring fireworks every time Arnav and Khushi are together 🙂 Loved the chapter….Poor Khushi has no choice in front of Arnav’s charm, good looks and arrogance. She has fallen for him and fallen hard. I bet Alex Sebastian Rothwell is in same ship as Khushi 😉 Wonder what happened two years ago?

  14. Wow ! A year later and the dynamics are still the same … Waiting for more …

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