It was almost evening when arnav called khushi. Before khushi could say something, in his usual asr tone he said: is waqt tum jo bhi kar rahi ho ussey mujhe koi matlab nehi hai, jaldi se mujhse mere office mein aake milo (I am not interested in what you are doing now but come and meet me at my office)
Khushi: huh?? Aap humey aise kaise order...(huh? How can you order me like that?)
Arnav: ek ghanta (one hour)
Khushi: kya? (what?)
Arnav: ek ghanta hai tumharey pass yahaan aaney ke liye..waise to adha ghanta dena chahiye tha but I know adha ghanta tum aapne aap se baat karne mein waste karogi so..(you have only one hour to come here..i should have actually given you half an hour but knowing you, I know very well that you will waste half an hour talking to your self)
Khushi got angry and: hum nehi aana chahtey (I don't want to come)
Arnav: well in that case I am sorry khushi..
Khushi thought he became upset. She quickly tried to rectify and said: nehi aap sorry mat kahiye..(no please don't say sorry)
Arnav smirked and said:I am sorry khushi kyunki tum kya chahti ho woh important nehi hai (I am sorry khushi because what you want is not important)
Khushi: kya!!! Aap aise kaise baat kar saktey...(what!! How can you talk like that?)
Arnav ignored her completely and said: and wear that saree!
Khushi was shocked at his ways. He was giving one order after the other ignoring her completely..
Khushi: kaunsi saree? (which saree?)
Arnav said in a casual tone: wohi jo maine select ki thi! (the one that I had selected!)
Khushi: na to hum woh saree pehenenge nahi aapse milne jayenge (neither I will wear that saree nor will I go there)
Arnav: too bad..kyunki maine tumhe choice nehi di (too bad...because I have not given you a choice)
He hung up.
Khushi looked at the phone and said: huh!! Laad governor kahika...!! (laad governor!!)
She said: hum kahi nehi jayenge..ek ghanta to kya kabhi nehi!! Aise koi apni patni ko bulata hai. She kept on blabbering.(I will not go anywhere..not in one hour, not in a lifetime!! How can he call his wife like that!!)
Then she looked at the clock, half an hour had already passed.
Khushi bit her nails and said: lekin agar hum nehi gaye to arnavji ko bura lagega(but if I don't go then he will feel bad)
Nehi khushi, tune suna nehi unhone kaise baat ki tujhse (no khushi didn't you hear how he spoke)
Lekin in sab mein to hum unse poochna hi bhul gaye ki unhone humey bulaya kyun (but in all this I forgot to ask him why did he ask me to go there)
Ek kaam kartey hai hum jaatey hai aur unse bas poochke aatey hai ki unhone humey kyun bulaya...aur fiir wapas aa jayenge...haan yehi sahi rahega..(let me do something, let me go and ask him why did he call me...and then I will come back ....yes this will be right)
She opened her cupboard and was about to take out a suit, then her eyes fell on the saree. She muttered: yeh saree to pehen ne ka kabhi mauka hi nehi mila...(I didn't get a chance to wear this saree)
To kya hua..hum isey abhi thodi pehenenge? (so what...that doesn't mean I will wear it now)
Saree hi to pehen ni hai...yeh pehene ki koi aur kya fark padta hai..she convinced herself.(this is just a saree..i wear this or anything else how does it matter?)
Khushi took the saree in her hand and said: devi maaiya yeh saree hum bas yuhi pehen rahe hai aur koi wajah nehi hai..samjhi na aap? (devi maaiya I am wearing this just like that...did you understand?)
Finally she changed into that saree and stood infront of the mirror with open hair. This was the first time she was seeing herself in arnav's choice of dress. A smile instantly crossed her lips at the thought. But she immediately reminded herself: khushi tu salmanji se nehi us laad governor se milne ja rahi hai woh bhi
yeh poochne ki unki himmat kaise hui tujhey aise bulane ki!tu bas unse itna kahegi ki tu unki patni hai aur woh tujhse aise baat nehi kar saktey! (khushi you are not going to meet salmanji..you are going to meet that laad governor..that also to ask him how can he call you like that! You will just go and tell him that you are his wife and he can't talk to you like that)
Realising she was already late, she ran down almost banging against payal.
Payal: khushi sambhal ke chal...aise harbari mein kaha jaa rahi hai (khushi be careful...where r u going in such a hurry?)
Khushi: sher ke daftar! (tiger's office)
Payal: kya!! (what!!)
Khushi: hamara matlab laad governor se milne (I mean going to meet that laad governor)
Payal hit her on the head: khushi pati hai tera (he is your husband)
Khushi: jiji ab hum tumhe kaise samjhaye har pati pati jaisa nehi hota..(now how do I explain all husbands are not like husbands)
A confused payal asked: yeh kya bol rahi hai tu?(what are you saying?)
Khushi bit her nails and said: kash humey khud pata hota..(I wish I knew)
Payal nodded her head and went away and khushi headed for arnav's office.
She pushed through the door. The office was empty, as the employees had left by then. She saw the light of arnav's cabin switched on. She ran upstairs. The jingle of her anklets and bangles told arnav that she had arrived. He sat on the chair with his eyes closed. As he sensed that she had entered, he yelled: khushi kumari gupta singh raizada you are late!!
Khushi was taken aback and jumped back few steps and then composed herself for a minute. Then slammed on his table and said: aap apne aapko samajhtey kya hai!!! (what do you think of yourself?)
Arnav opened his eyes and looked at her. Standing infront of him was an extremely angry khushi as he had expected. But what he didn't have any idea about was the fact that she would look so very beautiful in his choice of saree. Her open hair, those bangles accentuated her beauty even more. Sitting in that
position he looked at her from head to toe and followed the same path up. That's when khushi became conscious and started fidgeting with her saree in an attempt to cover her bare waist. One look from him was enough to make her weak on her knees. Realising that khushi had forgotten, arnav got up, took his coat and said: chalo! (lets go)
Khushi, shocked than ever exclaimed: KYA!!! (WHAT!!!)
Arnav shrugged his shoulder and said: what?
An annoyed khushi said: yeh to humey aapse poochni chahiye!! Ek to aap humey phone karke yahaan bulatey hai..nehi bulatey nehi hukum detey hai...fir jab hum yahaan aatey hai aap bina kuch kahey bol rahey hai chalo!!! (I should ask you this!! You first call me here...actually order me to come here and then without even telling me why you are saying let's go!)
Arnav crossed his arms, suppressed a smile and frowned at her.
She was mad with anger: aapko kya lagta hai aap jo kahenge hum woh karenge?? Mr. Arnav Singh Raizada hum aisa nehi karenge suna aapne?? (what do you think? I will do whatever you want me to? Mr. Arnav Singh Raizada I will not do it..u understand?)
Arnav: hogaya tumhara? Now come with me. (are you done? Now come with me.)
He walked away to the parking lot. Khushi followed him extremely angry at whatever he was doing. Arnav smirked sensing she was right behind him.
As he was about to open the car door, khushi held his hand and said: aap hamarey sath aisa nehi kar saktey.(you can't do this to me)
He looked once at his hand which khushi was holding and then looked at her with a frown. Khushi left his hand immediately. Arnav got inside the car and opened the passenger door.
Khushi threw an angry look. He looked straight. She then stamped her feet and went and sat in the car. Arnav started the car.