Chapter 2

Chapter 2

"Yeh aapki plan thi kya?" Maan stared at his grandmother. "You'd get me here and you thought you'd get married?"

Savitri kept quiet watching her grandson pacing and burning a hole in the carpet, she pondered thoughtfully and gestured to Naintara who'd understood quickly.

"Naintara…" Savitri gasped holding her heart, she started making gagging sounds and panting.

"Dadima" Maan rushed to her side. "Naintara, call the doctor" he yelled.

The commotion drew the attention of the Vihaan family members, they'd rushed inside, Gautam told his wife to bring a soaking warm towel telling his daughter to call the doctor.

"Maine bulali" Naintara informed, she couldn’t call the real doctor, he'd informed her Maan veerji that there wasn’t anything really wrong with their dadima but that she was pretending.

"There is a limit to carelessness, Naintara ji" The doctor looked around at everyone, "I did explain yesterday Savitri ji is not well and you will have to take care not to stress her. She has a delicate heart right now, anything could trigger any sort of heart problems and it could lead to having heart attacks" he emphasised staring at Maan intently. "Heart attacks at Ms Devi's age, Mr Khurana can be fatal".

Maan sat down besides his grandmother taking her hand, "I'm… sorry dadima. We'll return to Delhi and get you the best care".

"Travelling in such a state isn't going to be fair on Savitri ji, she isn't well enough" the doctor intervened. "Please take care of Ms Devi, she should not be stressing at all. You should keep her happy and take care of Ms Devi at this stage".

"We will, doctor" Dev stated nodding his head, he then saw the doctor out of the house. He returned only to hear Maan.

"Teek hai dadima, I'll get married"

Dev had not expected that at all, he had not known his brother would agree so quickly but then dadima had put up such an incredible performance. Had he not known, he'd have believed it and agreed to anything.

With that, Geet found herself sat at the mandap besides the Delhi wala saru taking vows. She was defeated in front of her parents who happened to take a leaf of Savitri Devi's book and emotionally blackmailed her.

She felt her eyes sting as he pinched the sindoor and filled her parting, she swallowed hard as he slipped the mangl sutr around her neck.

She had so many dreams, she had wanted to marry someone she'd liked, she wanted to be blushing and smiling at her wedding, she dreamed of sharing loving glances of her husband as they wed, but this wedding was the total opposite.

Maan had barely looked at her, he followed the routine robotically and she'd not paid much attention either.

Maan stood irritated as Geet held onto her parents sobbing, he looked at his grandmother who'd patted his cheek and said, "Maan, she is leaving her whole family behind. Let her say bye properly".

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It was almost 10pm when they'd arrived in Delhi following the long journey, they'd stopped for a short break to change their clothes into something comfortable and eat something.

Geet looked uncomfortably as she stood besides Maan, his grandmother insisted on welcoming Geet wholeheartedly. Geet pushed the kalash containing rice with her toe then stepped inside. Dadima then led her to the side, Geet dipped her hand in the red paint and placed her handprint on the wall besides Naintara's prints.

"We have to play some of the games" Dev grinned.

"Dadima, I've done everything. Everything, so don’t even think about it" Maan warned noting his grandmother's lit up expression.

"Teek hai" she sighed. "Naintara bete, take Geet to the room. Hum aate hai" she told her and waited until Naintara had led Geet away.

"Aap humare saat aaye" she took hold of Maan's wrist and led him to her room.

"Dadima, please save your lecture for the morning. I am exhausted".

"Aap sirf mere baat suniye, Geet ab aapki biwi hai aur aap…"

"Dadima, you don’t need to remind me" he cut mid sentence.

"Maan, she left her whole family and joined our family. You've married her but I expect you to respect and love she deserves as your wife. Its her first night and she's… every girl has an expectation Maan, and I want you to try to live up to that expectation" she told him.

Maan sighed, he didn’t say anything. He wasn’t going to tell his grandmother that he intended to tell his 'so called' wife that he might be married to her but he isn't going to be playing husband.

"Can I go now?" he asked.

She smiled pressing a kiss to his forehead and headed to his bedroom.

Geet could hear Naintara and some of these other women asking her husband for money.

Husband she thought, she couldn’t believe it. She looked down at the ring, then her mangl sutr and her sindoor. She was married.

Her heart picked up pace and started beating faster, the door opened and in stepped Maan. They don’t like each other right? So nothing would happen… she thought inwardly and watched as he closed the door locking it behind him.

Why is saru locking the door? She whined looking up.

Geet's eyes widened as he advanced in her direction, she instantly stepped back holding her finger out, "Stop there. Aage mat bharna".

Maan halted, he looked amused crossing his arms in front of him. "Kyun? We're married aren’t we?" he was enjoying the panicked look on her face.

"Dekho saru…"

"Saru?" his amusement now turned to anger. "Jungli billi, I'm not interested in you. You should be grateful and thanking me for marrying you, I've made you Khurana's eldest bahu".

"Grateful? I'm cursing my bad fate for marrying me to such a saru. Have you ever looked at yourself in the mirror?"

"I sure have and I know I'm very handsome" he smirked stepping forward again.

"Stop coming towards me" she hissed.

Maan ignored her and advanced forward, Geet frowned as he walked around her and slid open a door. She looked curiously and gaped at the walk in wardrobe, there were pressed clothes hanging on one side then opposite there were shelves which held ties, shoes, watches.

Geet watched as he grabbed himself a towel and a change of clothes and heading across the room into what was the washroom.

Geet looked around wondering where she'd sleep, there wasn’t any sitting furniture in his bedroom, it was a simple large room.

A large bed which faced the large tv across the room, his washroom on the left corner of the room, his wardrobe besides the sliding balcony doors and a chest of drawers on the right wall besides the doors to leave the bedroom.

What ugly room she murmured. He supposedly has so much money and he has such an ugly room? No character and such bland colours. It suits his personality – black and white saru

Maan frowned as he noticed Geet had curled up on his bed, he shook his head noting the line of cushions she'd placed in the middle.

He wanted to irritate her and remove the cushions, but he was exhausted and slipped into the other side and lay down on his back.

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