My Second Love ✓

41. Kitchen adventures

"No means no. I am not going to hear anything. You go Arnav. I'll see how this stupid dough will not come out as roti" She said through gritted teeth eyeing the dough/batter murderously.

I could only sigh, even though few things are happening drastically, her stubborn nature is out of question. It never changes it seems. 

"I'll help you" I said taking a step towards her.

"No, I am going to do it alone"

"You can't Khushi. See the state of kitchen now. Let me help you"

"Do you think I can't handle this? You don't know me then. If I decide something then I'll not sit quite until I finish that without anyone help" She blasted diverting her murderous glance from that dough to me.

"You can't do everything alone"

"No I can. I can take care of my wishes and needs that too alone without anyone help not even you" She retorted in determination.

"No you can't" I challenged stubbornly. Can't help but to instigate her to make her agree to accept my help. Let's see how my wifey dear is going to escape from her own trap.

"I can" She tapped the floor in annoyance.

Seeing her stubbornness, I couldn't control my wicked grin.

"You can't"

"I can"

"Nope. You know, if you wish to have a baby then you can't get it alone  wifey dear"

Her eyeballs literally fell out if its sockets. Her cheeks formed a crimson red and her lips quivered inviting me. Crap! Not sure about her, but I surely fell in my own trap. Who asked my tongue to speak whatever thoughts rolled on my brain. Now I wish nothing but to kiss her senseless.

Clearing my throat to bring her back and to dodge my sinful thoughts, I spoke accepting the defeat "Er..  Khushi atleast take help from Maria. I'll be in living room"

"Ar..nav. Will you help me?" She asked averting her eyes.

I don't want to make the situation more embarrassed and more ackward. I agreed instantly and discarded my coat.

"What are you doing Arnav?" She shrieked making me jump too.

"What?" I frowned roaming my eyes.

"Why are you discarding your coat?" She asked reluctantly.

"Wouldn't you need my help?" I asked in confusion and she nodded.

Pushing the sleeves to my elbow, I opened the top two buttons.

Khushi Pov

I saw him pushing back the sleeves and asked me to hand him the flour. As soon as I decided to do something which make him feel special, I got reminded of my maa who said at the second day of our marriage.

The way to reach man's heart is  through his stomach!

Instantly I know what I have to do. I searched the recipe on the net and got from store whatever needed. Whole day I was so eager and make everything ready for dinner preparation. I was so confident that I shrugged Maria help. As given in YouTube, I filled the bowl with content. One time water got overfilled and the flour turned so much sticky. After searching for alternative I put flour on it and then it have to deprive of water. Pouring water in it, again it got sticky, and then I added flour. It gone for three more times that I get so angry resulting in angry tears. That was one of the things which I hate most about myself. Whenever I get angry, it turns into angry tears. I wish I could control over my tears.

And then he has to come at the exact time when I was crying like crazy. The angry tears turned to real cry when he asked about it lovingly. And soon it turned into shock and blush when he asked a question. Damn, how can he ask that casually? I just wished to go invisible for first time due to shyness.

"Arnav I accepted to take the help but not asked you to cook the entire dish" I rebuked seeing him cooking making me a helper.

"So what, is it a matter? Whatever I do was yours too" He answered preparing the dough and I looked at him in aww. He cannot be a chocolate but icecream! Yummy!

"Arnav but it was supposed to be my...." What shall I tell him. If I say I am doing all this for him in return for making my valentine day special, wouldn't he get hurt. He'll think that I am doing all this as return gift and  thinking him as a stranger.

"Arnav but I want to do it for you. Please na..." I know he'll melt if I behave normally, the original ME.

"Ok. See dough is already ready. Maria will do sabji and I'll guide you to prepare roti" He said polietly and I glee in joy seeing the dough in perfect texture. He knows to cook!

I took the bowl and ready to take the dough.

"Stop, First tie your hair Khushi" He said tucking my tendrils behind my hair. Nodding I sprinted to room to make it done.

Came in a full speed I heard his angry voice.

"For what am I paying for you Maria? It's your job to look after her not to look at her leaving her to cook" He shouted at Maria who stood with lowered eyes.

I rushed to clear the issue "Arnav I ordered her to not enter into kitchen. Leave her"

Arnav eyed her to move and Maria ran from there. Smiling at his care I took the dough and made small round balls.

"Khushi you said I can help, but what are you doing now?" I grinned at his sulking and concentrate on spreading the balls into roti.

I kept flattening the balls and at one point it goes all sticky.

"Arnav" I sulked at him and he came behind me the instant make me hiss in new sensation.

Without explaining he held my both hands on his and started flattening it. His breath was now hitting my earlobe which almost made my conscious to slip. I didn't realise what we done and he keeps doing something.

"Khushi see, this is how you have to make roti. Now roast it in a pan" I fiddled with the roti as the sensation of his breath was still lingering around my earlobe.

He guided me to the pan and showed how to make it but nothing registered in my brain. His hand was often touching my sides, few times I felt him inhaling my hair. Like my heart, breath was also laboured.

"See we made one. Remaining Maria will do. Now come with me wifey" He dragged me even before I could register the happenings.

Heaving a sigh, I saw him going to his room waving a good night followed by a peck on my forehead after a peaceful silent dinner. The dinner I planned eagerly was totally went upside down. But he did know I am doing all this for him.

Arghhh... What Shall I call my first plan, A Success or failure?

Time to think second one!!!

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So what do you guys think? Her plan is a success or failure?

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