But there were other things on my mind. Having told Buaji about our revelations, the thoughts still stuck to mind. It is interesting how these two negative occurrences happened around the same time of our lives. And thinking about it more now, Buaji's right - my thought of my birth mother possibly being that woman just wasn't possible; I mean crossing the Atlantic isn't like crossing the street. So when I was 18 and my family had hired the private investigator, Arnav would've been about 22, meaning he would've already been involved with her for about six years. But the PI jad said my birth mother had been living in Miami for years, so Buaji's right - it just isn't possible.
Ugh, I hate those two, I hate them with a passion! They both can go to-!
"Someone's a little heated."
Snapping out of my thoughts, I turned around to see Arnav. "Oh, when did you return?"
"Just now," and he shut the doors behind him.
Arnav came over to me, sitting beside me in bed. I had already changed into my nightwear, but simply couldn't fall asleep not just because of these thoughts, but because Arnav wasn't home yet.
"Care to explain why have such an angry expression covering your sweet face," he asked.
I shook my head, unable to help my small smile at his comment. "It's nothing, just... anyways, Buaji didn't say anything stupid did she?"
"No, just a few small things, that's all."
"A few small things? Like what?"
"Nothing just... anyways, are you going to stop avoiding what I asked of you?"
Seriously? "Ha, ha, not funny. Now answer me."
"Only if you'll answer my question first."
"But I asked first."
"Did not."
"Did too."
I totally did not, but this will hopefully distract him.
Arnav sighed, leaning back and crossing his arms. "Why won't you just tell me what's bothering you Khushi? I thought we were going to be honest with each other."
"I...." Damn it!
I huddled underneath the covers, bringing my knees closer to me. Arnav placed his arm around me and I laid my head on his shoulder. Neither of us said anything for a moment, silence surrounding us.
"I don't like her," I finally muttered.
"Who?"
"That... that... that child molester!"
I pulled away from him, wrapping my arms around myself. From the corner of my eyes, I could see that Arnav was shocked by my tiny outburst, but he quickly recovered and reached out for my hand, taking it in his.
"What she did to you... to just go up to you and take advantage of you... its just disgusting! She's as horrible- no! She's more horrible than the woman who gave birth to me."
When Arnav didn't say anything, I turned to him. He was simply looking down with no expression on his face. But even if he wasn't displaying anything, I knew that he was really feeling something.
It wasn't that I wanted to upset him, but thinking about those women just made me so enraged and I... fuck!
Moving over, I straddled him and held his face in my hands, but he wouldn't look at me.
"Arnav?"
When his eyes finally met mine, I saw the mix of emotions he felt within him. It made my heart constrict, and I truly felt bad.
"I'm sorry, I didn't want to upset you," and I hugged him, burying my face in his neck.
"I'm fine."
I pulled back. "I thought we were going to be honest with each other."
This time, a small smile appeared on his face, making one appear on my own. I hated to see him upset, it just didn't look good on him, nor did it make me feel good whatsoever.
"I love you Mrs. Raizada."
Oh! "I love you too Mr. Raizada," and I sealed his lips with a kiss, taking us both away temporarily from the universe.
*~*
Amma, Babuji, and Buaji came the next day, as well as Payal and her parents. I could have sworn I saw Akash checking out Payal but maybe it was just me. I mean when we had the party the day after our wedding, it was mostly NK who was going around and flirting with girls, not Akash. But the way I'm seeing Choti Ma hit it off with Mamiji, who knows- there just might be a possibility of the two.
Several days passed by, and I began to learn the ways of the house. Arnav began to go back to the office, and not long later, I started going again, that is, after Nani made me. Truth be told, I kind of enjoyed being at home and working away with Di, Mami, and Nani. But Nani reminded me that work was just as important as family, so I had gone back.
The moment I had arrived back to the office, I had been smothered by Lavanya and all of the staff congratulated me, giving me flowers. Lavanya didn't spare me and had me tell her every detail of our honeymoon, and I mean even the rated xxx stuff. Of course I didn't tell her about the secrets, but I did tell her just about everything else. She truly was happy for me and I truly was grateful for having a friend like her.
About a month passed by and everything was going well. Arnav and I were closer than ever before, and married life was going great! We were almost inseparable, and I really mean inseparable. Truth be told, we really couldn't keep our hands off of each other, and this was bringing out a side of me I never thought I had! I mean if you were to tell me a year ago that I would be playing footsies with my husband during dinner time with the family, I would've been rolling on the ground, laughing. Or if someone had told me that I would escape a party with my husband, full of billionaires and celebrities, and would lock ourselves in an empty room and get all hot and sweaty, I would've looked at you like you were mad! But no, these were exactly the things that were going on and I fucking loved it!
But whenever work came to play, we were very serious about it. Arnav and I both worked hard to make sure that the company excelled and we really were a good team. I mean the media was going into a frenzy over us and even gave us a couple name - Arshi. I mean it was ridiculous, but it was definitely enough to make Payal go crazy! I mean she constantly sent me articles and covers of us, as if she were like my head of PR or something. I did have to admit though, it was a little fun being in the limelight. Being Arnav's wife brought so many opportunities, like meeting successful business people, meeting celebrities, lavish parties, and so much more! My life really truly had changed in just this short amount of time and I really, truly am grateful for this, but I'm more grateful for the wonderful man that is my husband and I love him very, very much.
*~*
Arriving onto the carpet now is the CEO of AR Industries, Mr. Arnav Singh Raizada, along with his beautiful wife, Mrs. Khushi Singh Raizada-
The TV was immediately turned off, the remote flying across the room. Every time she would hear her name, Kinjal would only find herself with a fit of rage.
"A month! More than a month has passed and I still haven't fucking been able to do anything! Anything!!!!"
Kinjal grabbed hold of a glass tumbler and threw it across the room.
"That man... that man!!!!! Why the hell did he come back after all this fucking time, he fucking ruined all of my plans! Fucking bastard," and she threw another tumbler.
"Now what do I do? Now what do I do?!!!!!!"
Kinjal huffed and glared, staring at her reflection in the window. Out below, she could see the twinkling of the city, but it normally meant nothing to her, just a sight she would see all the time. This time, however, it did strike out to her. She stepped closer to it and placed her hand on the floor-to-ceiling length glass. She pressed her face against it, the glass cooling her face. Several moments passed until she finally pulled away and looked back at her reflection.
"Brilliant."
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