School Enemies Turned Hubby Wifey Part 3

MIRCHIWALE JUICE

Khushi was busy in kitchen. Arnav was tensed. He started pacing in their room.
He was really scared of her cooking.
That one year in school, made his life dreadful. And mainly he was always a scape goat for her cooking skills.
Back in school, all the students were practicing for cultural program that was to be held on the SCHOOL DAY function that year.
Khushi and her friend Lavanya was given the duty to serve juice for the students after practice session that day.
Arnav was wiping his sweating face after continuous dance practice.
He sat on a chair beside him.
“Arey Koi juice le avo na” He yelled.
Khushi and Lavanya who were serving juice to everyone heard him.
“Huh, does this laad governor think that we are his servants or what?
Suddenly he shout on us and now he is ordering to bring juice. Lavs… wait and watch what I do now” Khushi said with a naughty glint in her eyes.
Lavanya was bewildered seeing this. She knew who Arnav was. After all he was the son of great business man.
“Khushi, kya karne wali ho tum? Kuch esa vesa mat karna re. woh bade ghar ka beta hai(Khushi what are you going to do? Don’t do some non sense. He is the son of rich man)” Lavanya warned her.
“Huh Lavs, agar who bade ghar ka beta hai toh kya hua? Hum bhi bade ghar ki beti hai(what if he is son of some rich man. I am also from rich family). Just wait and watch.” Khushi said and rubbed her her palms smiling wickedly.

Khushi went to juice counter and took the cold water. Lavs dint see anything further as Khushi hid her activities. Khushi came with a tray with one large glass with Orange Juice in it. Lavanya found it a bit odd.
“Khushi what did you do? What’s wrong with this orange juice? Why is it having intense color?” Lavanya asked scratching her head.
“uff Lavs. Stop your KBC. Let me serve him the juice.” She said and went towards Arnav with the tray.
She forwarded the tray to him. Arnav was too tired to notice anything.
He just took the glass and finished the drink in one gulp.
Khushi bit her lips to control her laughter.
Arnav for few seconds was numb to react anything.
Then his eyes started brimming with tears and his eyes started to go red.
“Aaaarrrrghhh.. Whhhh…aaat…t th..ee” he shouted.
He started hissing and fanned his tongue. Khushi just disappeared from there leaving Arnav who ran away from the auditorium (where the practice was going on) shouting like Mad.
Arnav came out of his olden days thoughts when he heard a faint knock on the door.
He opened it to find Hari Prakash with food tray. HP just came inside, kept the tray on the coffee table and went.
Arnav slowly walked towards the tray and opened the dishes and found some weird black thing inside.
Then he saw a glass on the tray. His eyes widened seeing the intense orange color liquid. He just closed everything and closed the room door and ran out like he has seen a ghost.
There he saw his family sitting in living room.
Nk was the first to notice him. he signaled something to Nani. Then Nani looked at Mami and Mami to Anjali.
“Hello hi bye bye. Anjali bitiya, What do youjj think about Khushi bitiya’s Cookingswa?” Mami asked
“Mamiji, please don’t ask me, words are stuck in my throat. I am not able to spit it out.” Anjali said with a bewildered expression.
“Yes yes Di, Khushi Bhabhi’s cooking..” he stopped abruptly and turned to Arnav.
“Hey Nannav mere bhai, did you eat the Food Khushi Bhabhi sent? How did you like it?” Nk asked as if he just noticed Arnav.
Nani Mami n Anjali lowered their faces to hide their laugh seeing Arnav frightened face.
“I am not hungry. Let me eat later.” He said and turned. But NK held his arms and turned him.
“Nannav mere bhai, Khushi Bhabhi has cooked something in her Sasuraal for the first time and if you, her husband dint taste means us besharmi ki phal tut jayegi(that shamless’s fruit will break).” He kept his face like baby.
“Huh, who Besharmi? And what phal? Nanhe ji?” asked Khushi who just entered the living room.
“Who is Nanhe?” Arnav asked quirking his eye brow.
“Nannav mere bhai, Khushi bhabhi calles me that, and Khushi bhabhi, u r besharmi I mean poor girl and phal, ur heart.” Nk explained and smiled fondly.
Anjali slapped her forehead.
“NK bhai, Bichari besharmi nahi and Dil phal nahi” Anjali hit his arms and laughed while others joined her.
“vahi vahi” Nk nodded his head sheepishly.
“Haan Arnav ji, why you dint eat the food? You dint like? Or it became cold when it reached you? No problem come to the dining table. I will bring hot food.” Saying Khushi made him sit in the dining area and went inside the kitchen and started placing the dishes in front of him. Arnav gulped seeing the closed dishes.
“Nannav mere Bhai, lets play a game. We know you are such a  foodie. We will blindfold you and let Bhabhi feed you” Arnav said and winked to Khushi. Arnav was at the verge of running away. But NK held him firmly and got him blindfolded.
Khushi touched his lips with the spoon and Arnav had no other choice but to open his mouth.
But when he took the morsel and started chewing it, he felt the taste fabulous and delicious.

He immediately open his blindfold and looked at Khushi, who was grinning. Suddenly he heard his family laughing at him.
“Chote, you got scared na? Khushi bitiya made us to act like this. She said that Garimaji informed you that Khushi doesn’t cook properly. But in the time between your engagement and marriage, Khushi learnt cooking. And do you know, it was Anjali who trained her.” Nani revealed the unknown facts to Arnav. Arnav looked surprisingly at Khushi and then at his beaming sister.
“Hain Saasuma. Humne bhi kiye Helpswa(I also helped her in learning).” Mamiji huffed.


“Haan haan Manorama too helped” Naniji said.
Arnav quickly started to dig into dishes.
“Slowly Arnavji, you will choke.” Khushi chuckled.
“Hmmmm… its yummy. Now don’t disturb this hungry Raizada.”
“Arey someone said that he is not hungry han.” Khushi and Anjali teased him while Khushi sat beside him to serve him. the family left the place giving privacy to the newly weds.
“Haan, tujhse toh mein baad mein nipat lunga. Ab khane de(I will check you later. For now let me eat).” Arnav said in mocking tone and started gulping the food from his plate like starved man.

Khushi watched him eating fondly with a smile. Arnav grabbed her hand under the table and started caressing it.
“Khushi, Halwa jala nahi iss baar(Halwa dint burn this time)?”

Khushi gaped and Arnav smirked at her.