Chapter 41 |A billion dollars and kheer|

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Advay looked lost, he could make out some words in that sentence but the way they spoke Hindi was a bit different, he found it difficult to understand.

"I'm sorry but my Hindi is very limited" he laughed.

They all looked at him. One question running through their minds.

Can't he speak Hindi?

Khushi and Advay were quick to judge.

"I can understand it a bit but communicating is a bit difficult for me" he explained. Looking at Laila he told with a smile, "but she's here and she always teaches me, and that is why main kuch cheezain samajh leta hoon" he fumbled. (And that is why I can understand a couple things)

"But you belong to an Indian family right?" Aakash asked.

"Yes I do but mom and dad both grew up here and didn't really pay much attention to their mother tongue as it wasn't necessary. So there was never a need to learn it" he explained.

"Do your parents live here?" manorma asked, intrigued much.

Khushi felt Advay stiffen beside her. Gripping his hand under the table she answered for him.

"They did but they unfortunately passed, years ago."

Their faces held sympathy. They respectfully paid their condolences to him.

"It's alright, they're in a much better place now" he answered back.

The ladies got busy in making small talks to each other leaving the men to quietly consume their meal.

It was until a very silent Arnav decided to ask Advay some questions, his face bitter.

"So what do you do?" he asked.

"I run a software company."

"How much is it worth?" Arnav asked.

Oh so we're talking about being rich now? Advay wondered, understanding Arnav's obscurely twisted question well.

Pushing the glasses up his nose, Advay answered, "a billion dollars."

Arnav had not known this man's net worth. He choose this route to make a conversation with him because he knew he could defeat someone lower than him. A negative trait of his which he had gotten rid of in the last few years but the moment he came to know of the relation Advay shared with Khushi, the extreme dark side in Arnav wanted to make a comeback again.

It was Payal who shifted the topic to something else sensing the tension build up in Arnav. She could see his tensed muscles, his dark eyes, the clenched jaw and knowing him well, she didn't want this to lead to something bad. And the ridiculously childish topic he had begun inquiring Advay about was just outrageous. These two needed to stop talking.

The deserts were presented next. Baklava's, kanafeh, tulumba, qatayef. The table was filled with mouth watering Middle eastern deserts.

She had also made kheer, specifically a sugar free one.

"Here, this is sugar free kheer so you can have some desert too" Khushi explained to him, ignoring the fact that she had lashed out at him just sometime ago.

He stared at her. A part of him warmed.

She still remembered and cared to make some for me.

"It's delicious!" he said, taking a spoonful of the delicious confection.

Advay who sat there eating nothing was questioned as to why wasn't he indulging in such mouthwatering eats.

"I'm lactose intolerant so I can't have these" he answered.

"Oho!" Payal sympathized. (Oh no!)

He laughed, "it's alright, I've adjusted well to it by now."

Nothing serious was discussed after.

Arnav who had enough of seeing Khushi and her 'boyfriend' felt suffocated being in the same room as that guy. He wanted to leave much earlier but he couldn't because Khushi was present here. He would be lying to himself if he was to say that the guy wasn't very deserving of his Khushi because he knew that that wasn't true. He was everything Khushi deserved, he looked to be. But he knew if he redeemed and improved himself, he'd be better than anyone else for Khushi. He had accepted that he'd been absolutely horrendous and unfair to her but he could change that right? At least become someone who could woo Khushi back easily.

Looking at his Rolex, he made an announcement.

"I have a very important meeting in a couple minutes so I have to leave" looking at Khushi he continued, "thanks for today! The food was pretty good" he praised and saw her nod in return with her lips slightly curved.

It was weird to think how they had such a huge argument before and were now having a normal conversation. But that was exactly what their relationship was, bitter one moment and sweet the other.

As he left, soon the rest of the Raizadas departed as well, thanking her for the day and praising the delicious food. Nani especially gave her not so asked for blessings to the couple and wished them happiness.

They'd gone and Advay now stood in front of her.

"Why didn't you tell me this before?" his face grim.







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Not proofread. I'm very sleepy rn lol 😴

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A weird title, I know 😂 that was something my sleepy brain came up with, lol, but I think it is means that the billion dollars represent advay and the kheer Arnav in this chapter 😂

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Much love to all 😘

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