She closed her eyes crying and shook
her head, "no... you don't. Aap kisi Geet se pyaar karte hain, mujhse nahin.."
He was shocked to hear that coming from
her lips. His heart ached seeing her crying so much. before he could do
anything, she pushed his hands awayand ran back to her, locking herself.
He sat there for a long time pondering
on what she had spoken"he loved some Geet and not her!! it dawned upon his mind
that she was insecure because of him pulling out such a stunt! He felt like
pulling his hair out...as each and every word of his on their wedding night
echoed in his ears!! how pathetic he was! He slowly went to the kitchen and saw
half cooked rice and then the rajma jar caught his attention. He sighed..he
needs to manaofy his wife now. by now, he was sure Geet also loved him...
actually the wife did and he just had to bring that love out. How unfortunate
he was"love came knocking all the way down to his door and he just let it pass
without a glance. And now, he has to go running behind it. he boiled the rajma
getting cue of what had been going in her mind and prepared rajma chawal.
He went to her room and found it
locked. He knocked softly, "Geet...open up please. I am sorry dear.. I know you
are hurt. But at least open the door..."
She sniffed, wiping her tears. She
loved him from day 1 seeing his picture and here he was falling for some girl.
he never respected their vows thats why he could easily fall for someone. Had
he done that, then at least they wouldn't have come this far like this. She
covered her face with the pillow, hearing continuous knocks and his calls. She
had no energy left to hear anymore and ignored everything altogether. after
sometime, the knocks stopped and she guessed he was gone. Her phone buzzed
after a while. it flashed Aryan. She breathed in relieved...he would definitely
take her mind off this mess.
"hey wassup..."
"thank god aryan you called...i needed
a break.."
"ohh.. missed me sweetie pie?"
She used to get irritated with his
endearment but then she realized it was his way of making her smile, "tum kabhi
nahi sudhroge...hain na! Batao phone kyun kiya?"
"nahi just like that... aaj mom cooked
dinner so am overloaded and wondering how to go to office tomorrow"
It struck her, "ohh no...dinner!!!"
"hey what happened to your dinner?"
"Aryan...tumse baad mein baat karti
hoon. Need to rush..bye..."
She literally dashed towards the
kitchen, colliding with the counter and checked on the utensils. Phew...
nothing was spoiled. Hey wait a minute, the last she remembered was her running
to her room with her rice uncooked. She checked the dish again and found her
rajma chawal all prepared. She stood stunned"he did it? because theres no one else
in this house except him. it took her some time to digest the fact. She checked
the table and the sink"he didn't have his dinner yet. Her eyes invariably went
towards the clock striking 9...way past their...his dinner time. He had his
dinner around like 8-8:30. Ohh my..where was he? She felt bad, actually
confused whether to call him or not. She was about to let it pass when her mind
went back to his hectic schedule. Wifey darling, though angry couldn't let him
sleep hungry stomach, could she?
She looked around the house, "maan..
maan...". she checked the living area, the dining, the poolside and stopped
right in front of his room. Should she go or not? Umm..umm..how she wished
annie and dadima were there and this situation never arrived. She decided to
walk away but something in her stopped and asked her to check on him. she, with
much difficulty, pushed opened the door a little and peeped in. My my, his room
was no less than a royal bedroom itself. Shades of blue and gray decorated the
walls. And before she could even observe more, she felt a hand holding her
wrist and pull her into the room in one
swift jerk.
She gasped and stood numb, watching him
stand bare chest, only in his tracks. Her eyes, for the first time had the
opportunity to actually gape at her husband, handsome, hot and...her lips went
dry, seeing that greek god like manly body right in front of her. her heart was
racing against time...her breathing went shallow, never had she seen a man
this amazing stunning that took her breath away.
He enjoyed watching her stare him,
making him conscious of his physique. He had been working on something
important when he went to take a shower. And when he came out, after realizing
what she was going through, he caught her peeping into the room. He rolled his
eyes...she was hesitating to come to the place that belonged to her. he let her
enjoy gaping at him for a while...she looked so innocent, goodness gracious, he
wanted to kiss her all over.
He raised his hand and caressed her
cheek softly, "kya baat hain Geet?", he tried to be soft not to scare her. she
snapped back and realized what she had been doing!! She felt ashamed...what
the hell was she doing? Embarrassed and shocked at her own reaction, she turned
to leave when he caught her hand and placed it right on his bare chest, shocking
her till the edge of numbness.
"ye...ye kya kar rahe hain aap?", conscious
and scared, she tried to move her hand away which he held tightly. A part of her wanted to melt into that warmth
but the other part fought back..it was easy to give in, hard to fight for self
respect.
He smiled lovingly, "shhh... don't be
scared. Its me Geet... yours only. Now look at me..and tell me..."
He placed his other hand over hers,
that burned in contact of his skin. She slowly looked into his eyes which that
nothing but her reflection in them, "wo...wo...dinner...mein..."
She stilled when he pulled her close so
that she collided with his hard taut chest.. hot actually and his hands
comfortably snaked around her waist, not letting her moved. Her hands touched
his bare shoulders, burning her inside out..actually her entire body. She struggled
fruitlessly in a desperate need to let go and when she couldn't, she just
cried, "ye kya kar rahe aap maan? Please chodiye mujhe..."
He leaned closer and kissed her
forehead and whispered softly, "you know, I may not know the wife who is mad at
me. But I know my Geet..."
He leaned forward to press a kiss on
her neck but she moved her head back, not letting him, "nahi... stop...doing
this..."
He sighed, "yaar meri biwi mujhse naraz
hain...ek tho she doesn't talk to me and when I try to flirt with my gf, she is
getting jealous...am sure she is..", he faked a cry, clearly understanding what
dilemma she was in. She loved him... but she was just jealous of her own self
that he fell for the girl in her and not the wife. So the wifey side of hers
was jealous!!
Her jaws dropped down, hearing that
shameless comment. He winked at her making her so damn angry. Here she was fighting
a battle within and this maan thinks it of a joke. She pushed him away, "mein
khana laga deti hun. Aa jaiye." And she walked out, slamming the door shut. He grinned
like a fool as he caressed his head, "sigh..dadima is right. love is like a
war... easy to start but hard to end..."
He joined her for dinner and made sure
he wore his shirt. He just stared at her so damn shamelessly while she served
him and settled beside him, making her so conscious. Their moments flashed in front
of her eyes every time she caught his gaze on hers. Finally she just decided to
ignore. She took a spoonful of her dinner and was amazed that he cooked it so
good. she watched him from the corner of her eyes and found him engrossed in
his food. He caught her gaze...as if he needed to.
"you want to say something?", he irked
her.
"ahh no... no nothing..", she
quickly looked back into her food.
He smiled at her naivity, "come on...
bata bhi do. Pet dard hoga.."
She took in another bite, "wo...aapne
cook kyun kiya...?", she asked reluctantly.
He surprised her yet again with another
of his shameless answer, "ohh you see my wife is angry at me and she wont cook.
I was hungry...", he made a baby face, sounding so serious and so poor that she
couldn't help feeling bad. She just quickly finished her food and rushed back
into her room, not wanting anymore embarrassment tonight.
The next day, while at college, she got
a text from maan.
"be ready by 6. We will be going out.."
She rolled her eyes...why the hell this
man is hell bent on making things worse for her? she made a face and replied
him back, "no..i am busy. Got to be in library.."
"fine.. if u don't then I will
straightaway pick my gf from college and enjoy with her."
She rolled her eyes... whats wrong with
him??!!! she knew he could be persistent. His personality reflected that. she
quickly finished with her work and rushed home. She got ready in simple jeans
and white top, waiting for him. as much as she was excited for this, she dreaded
it as well. she still hadn't been able to forget their encounter last night.
she blushed and she got angry as well.
Just then Aryan called, "where the hell
are you? Today you have a class with me Geet..do you remember?"
"sorry Aryan... I can't.. I am a little
busy today...", she sighed.
"fine... enjoy.', he cu the call abruptly.
Only she knew how much Aryan hated her
missing her classes. He was friendly but as a teacher, he was very strict with
his work. Aryan looked at his phone and sighed"he has to wait a little longer
when he had finally gathered up all his courage to confess his feelings.
Maan walked in at the strike of 6 and
smiled at her. he was on a call. He gestured her 5 minutes with his fingers and
rushed into his room. He changed into his casuals and walked out, tucking his
phone in his jeans, "come on..."
She followed him quietly and got into
the car. He looked at her..she had tried her hair up in a ponytail. God, she
looked so cute. They drove for a while until Geet grew restless out of
curiosity. She so wanted to ask him where they were going... usually he doesn't
keep his mouth shut and now when she desperately wanted to know where they were
heading to, he decided to keep mum.
She stood awed when he stopped by the grand
London eye. She had never seen something so grand and so beautiful. She could
have stood there and watched it go round and round forever and ever until she
felt his fingers lace into hers and drag her towards the ride. She got confused
when he purchased two tickets and waited.
"ye..hum kahan jaa rahe hain?", she
asked a little unsure.
He turned towards her with a wink, "we
are going to ride that Geet..."
"what?? How...?", and before she could
say a word further, he dragged her into their chamber as the operator locked
the door. Her eyes widened in glee as they took off...up high in the air. The entire
city was visible..the rober, the Big Ben, Trafalgar square...busy roads, sun
setting over thames...she just stuck to the window all the while, "its so beautiful..."
He watched her all lost in the world
outside. He just needed some time to make her trust him. he watched her all
lost when suddenly he realized her face had lost color. it turned pale as she
looked at him scared and the next moment she ducked her head down covering it
with her hands and shrieking. Ohh god, he realized, they were going down and
she was super scared. The ride had picked up speed and she shrieked in horror. He
immediately pulled her and hugged her tightly, "its okay...its okay...this Is
the last turn.."
She clutched him so tight that her nails almost dug into his shoulder and she
stuck to him like anything. Ohh god, he didn't know whether to smile or worry
for her. she was wobbly as they got down, he casually pulled her close, snaking
his hand around her waist. She was feeling dizzy. he got her to the car and
made her drink water, "am so sorry dear...i didn't know you would be this
scared..."
She gulped down the entire bottle and
sighed, "its okay..."
They drove towards the market place and
walked around, looking at things. more than him, she was concentrating in
things around. This was the first time she was actually seeing the life of Londoners.
There was a food truck nearby. He dragged her there, "come on..you must be
hungry..."
He let her decide from the menu when he
got himself a grilled sandwich. After pondering for a while she meekly ordered
for the pumpkin pie. He was amazed at her choice..out of all things, she
ordered a pumpkin pie. Nevertheless, he paid for them and walked back to the
car. She was enjoying her evening...strange! and strangest that she was with
him. he watched her cutely eating away
and relishing every bite of her pie. He found it really cute. He just didn't
want to push her into anything. He kept himself engrossed in phone while she
bought some stuffs for the house.
Later, they had dinner in a nearby restaurant
and she surprised him yet again by ordering a pumpkin stew. They got back home
around 9. He held the door open for her and she walked in carrying the stuffs. He
walked in and smiled, "you do like pumpkin a lot...don't you?"
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