Chapter 7

Chapter 7

She settled on the sofa and smiled to herself - Won’t it be interesting to learn this new side of the world this life has thrown at her. And why not, when the one she had was not just anyone but a unique piece of his own kind.

She was bewildered, how can he handle it so casually, accepting that they are far apart in status yet being unmoved by her grand aura. Instead pulling her to him.

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Maan got busy in his office research work, his MBA program and working with his friend group for their Lab startup. He had a big plan and it had to go step by step. But now he wanted to give it a start before it is too late.

Three brilliant friends who were joining hands in this with him. But the rest three were taking this as their secondary option, it was decided that it will be Maan’s own venture but they will be supporting him and thus when the profits come in they will have their percentage in profit, rest will be all on Maan how he invests or pulls out profit.

Aditya Sharma, was a genius in finance, Jatin was an BioMedical equipment expert and Sameera was technology expert.

Maan was also working with Biochemical research organizations other than the one he was working in.

Geet had been busy looking into the new projects and expanding existing ones. But when she reached home early or late, she would indirectly check on the whereabouts of her husband. All she got to know was, either he was not at home or if at home he would be locked inside his room instructing workers of no disturbance.

“He is a salaried man, what keeps him this busy?” Geet wondered.

“Can Mom’s warning be right? Is he seeing someone else? No, he cannot, I will ruin him in the worst way then. Geet Handa cannot bear a middle class man cheat on her”

Geet has been curious and a bit smitten by his unmoved attitude but the pride of her being beyond his league was still there.

She called her Dad “Dad, are you sure you did not pay my husband highly to marry me”

“Geet, men were in line to marry you. Do you think so low of yourself that you think a common man will ask money to marry you”

“Dad, I know my worth and how men desire to marry me. Why did Maan accept to leave his family and stay with me? I am just wondering”

“Geet, you are overthinking and thus this all looks complex to you. Maan is a simple man and much more open minded than common belief. He accepted the proposal for a simple reason, his parents requested. He agreed to stay here because he knew you would not be able to adjust in his small apartment and there was not much space in his house. He got a good offer in Bangalore and he agreed to move in with you. It was a simple and open minded decision from him. Simplicity is so rare these days that you see complexity when things are done for simple reasons.” He really seemed irritated by the end of it.

“Dad…”

“Geer, if you want to know further, you should ask your husband” and he disconnected showing his frustration.

“How do I ask, this man is never available”

Five working days passed and Geet planned to have a casual Saturday at home this time. Geet lazily was coming down the stairs when she saw Maan on the phone and bringing his breakfast from the kitchen.

She settled in the dining table looking at Maan who placed his plate on the table but his focus was on the call. He did see Geet on the table but continued with his call.

“Anwesha, I have made the payment. You check the official portal and you should be good. I will only say, do your studies sincerely there and come out with good grades. Don’t let my hard earned money go in waste”

“Bhai, Thanks. We keep making fun of you still you did so much for me” Geet could not hear what person from the other end was talking. But she could figure out there is some Anwesha for whom he did some payment and was lecturing her to work hard.

“So you think for your silly talks I will play with your career?” He looked at Geet sitting opposite to him.

“Now keep the phone, will talk to you soon”

Mina came and placed a line of serving bowls for Geet. Fruits, boiled eggs, various kinds of toasted breads, and juice. As Mina started serving her, she saw Maan’s plate. He had three boiled eggs and a bowl of salad with no fancy dressings.

Geet gave a look at his physique, which was so well maintained that it could not escape anyone’s eyes. And that led her thought to who was Anwesha

“Who is Anwesha?” the sudden question made him look at her “You are talking to me?”

“That’s obvious. Who is Anwesha”

“We are co-existing in this house as strangers. My known should not be of your concern”

“If you are forgetting, I am your wife”

“How can I forget, the great Geet Handa is my wife. As a wife, rest assured, Anwesha is not someone that you should be worried about being related to me.”

Geet’s ego hit “You think, I am insecure of your relationships. Don’t you think, seeing the status difference, it should be the other way?”

“It should be but I am not insecure. “

“Also, as you are so clear, you are way beyond my league, I assume you must have bigger things to worry about and a person like me and ones related to me, should not be of your concern. So, this is what I meant ” he clarified and left.

He left but Geet felt irritated on her own. She had wanted to know him but her ego and status superiority came in between and she ruined the chance she got after so many days of lookout.

Did she again openly show him down? How can their relationship proceed if she keeps bringing her status in between.

The elegance and confidence with which he took her superior status openly, was getting her more and more pulled toward him and she felt smaller for bringing status things every time in front of such a person.

After that talk, Maanagain disappeared, getting busy with his stuff and she did not get a chance to mend her words. What was he so busy at, she was curious. She knew so little about him and curiosity was just building.

After a week of that breakfast table argument, Geet did not get a chance to see her super busy husband. It was Sunday evening. Geet was on her treadmill in her sports bra and sleek exercise pants, running actively on it. She slowed it down and then stopped it, got down, took the towel. Whipping her skin near her neck she turned to see Maan’s eyes bored to her. Uff that intensity, she felt she would have burnt, had he been a bit closer. Their eyes met but he was unmoved. After gathering her senses she realized, he was himself sweaty and it was clear he had come after a heavy workout session.

Lost in him, Geet kept wiping herself sensually as he took slow steps towards her, no expression, eyes fixed on her. As he approached near her ,seeing his wonderfully carved body,she could feel physical tension in her own system only increasing.

“If possible, will you move your exercise setup to some private zone of the house”.

Geet gave a cunning smile, neared him and placed her hand on his sweaty muscled shoulder. Ohh she was damn turned on, same as he was and why not, he was her husband and damn damn handsome

“Someone has a hard time controlling, I see,” she challenged him, trying hard to hide her own strong urges.

“Yes, but that’s not my matter of concern. I am your husband and have full rights to be turned on when my wife is showing her moves openly. There are other men in this house, serving here. You are not hundred percent sure who is watching you from which corner and relishing your moves. My concern is other men getting turned on seeing my wife” He said with confident yet naughty smirk, sending forbidden arrows through her heart once again. Geet kept looking at him as she absorbed his words, her eyelids blinking like any normal love bitten girl.

Ohh she so loved his confidence in front of her, treating her as his wife.

“They are very old employees, loyal” she countered , placing her towel on his shoulder and wiping it. He swiftly removed the towel along with her hand

“They are men and I have an objection. Now it's on you to decide” he said and turned to leave

“Possessive,” she murmured with a smile as he left in anger. Ohh she was loving this game. This man has no lust for her wealth and power and was fearless and so authoritative to voice his point as her husband, yet keeping his own distance with her. The pull Geet felt towards him was strong and unique and she was loving this whole feeling.

Next day Maan woke up and was going to his Gym when he noticed that the Gym setup of his wife was gone from the open area in the living room.

Again two weeks passed. Geet got very busy in her office and on official tours to different cities, while Maan got completely captured by his final exam of his MBA program, his research and his lab setup. First lab was almost ready and they were working to take contracts from different companies.

Lab was just a first step. After setting up his foot in Biochemical lab testing, he had plans to enter in Pharmaceuticals and the fertilizers and fuels. This was just a start but Maan had a plan to take it very aggressively.

But the success of the first lab will be his breakthrough as that will give him his own financial independence and he can leave his job and place his full focus here.

Geet was back in her pent house after two and half weeks and life came back to the house which was otherwise filled with servants. As much cleaning and maintenance they would do, with no one to serve, it felt empty and lifeless. Sir, was himself busy, never needed any service from them and now gone for more than a week. So when Geet returned from her tour, the house was beaming with activity.

Mina brought coffee and snacks when Geet came back after changing to her casual. She had a plan to take a week's break. And this time she had to talk and know her husband.

“Where is your Sir?” she asked taking coffee from Mina

“Not sure Ma’am. He is not in home from over a week”

“Where does he keep disappearing?” Geet talked to herself

“He is a very busy man ma’am” Geet looked at Mina, who was so full of praise for her master.

“Yes, why not. This world will not work if your ‘Sir’ is not busy” Mina smiled and left.

“Akddu” she murmured, a smile forming on her face. She knew she was ready to explore her dynamics with him beyond the status tag they have. She was ready to completely drop the mask of ‘The Geet Handa’ and find out how it would be to just be a wife

Geet’s curiosity was increasing regarding her husband. She went to his room behind his back. The room was again very empty and simplistic. This time it was not a surprise as she knew what a unique piece he was. She, this time again took the tour of each section of his room. It was beyond her imagination, how can someone survive in such simplicity, a few pairs of dresses, countable casuals, a pair of formal shoes, a pair of sandals. One doesn't even need to count on fingers the stuff that he had on dresser and toiletries in the bathroom. But the rooms were filled with books all over, files and different kinds of rolled sheets and all those research and work related materials.The books consist of his Biochemical research, many of his MBA programs and many were for entrepreneurs.

But even with this simplicity, he was pulling her to him. What could be so interesting to know about such a simple person? But she was intrigued to explore him and her dynamics with him.

She sat on his bed and spread her hand on it, as if trying to feel him. With that came the image of his strong broad structure, wrapped in sweat, a smile formed on her face. Geet kept admiring the empty bed, a different sensation ran through her - He must be sleeping here. Geet looked around, no one was around to judge her. She can be her inner self. She smiled and lay on bed, took his pillow and took a deep breath. It had his masculine fragrance. Whole bed had his fragrance. What was in this man that brought a deep inner desire and wish to be engulfed in his strong arms.

Whole Khurana family was at the airport sending off Annie. She hugged Mom, then Vicky

“Study but do not miss to enjoy and explore the new place” advised Vicky, being him. She nodded but was very nervous. She then came to Maan. He held her shoulder straight

“Don’t be nervous. You will be good once the flight lands there. You know you can call me for anything”

“Bhai, I won’t disappoint you” “I know. But now is not the time to talk about these. For now, be cool and travel safe.” He gave a forehead kiss to her and she went inside the gate leaving behind the safe zone of family.

Maan looked at his Mom who was nervous “She will be fine” he assured her

“What was the use of going so far to study?” she complained

“Mom, she is bold. She will manage. How will she explore the world if you do not let her fly?”

“How will you be managing so much money?” she had worry on her face

“Mom, you stop worrying and trust your son. I will manage all”

“Yes, manage all. See your condition. In providing everyone you do not care of yourself”

“Mom, I do take care of myself where needed. I am investing a major part in my startup. That is my dream. Once that takes shape and picks up, clothes, shoes and expensive watches will automatically come”

“Your wife, she is so rich and has class. She won’t value you if you keep yourself this way”

“Mom, if she has to value me from my clothes, I do not need that value”

“Maan, that is the world these days.” “I don't care. I am what I am. Okay now you all leave”

“At least you could have stayed a day more”

“Bhai we are leaving. Mom, Bhai is in Bangalore and keeps visiting.” Vicky intervened at last. Maan hugged his mom and left for his gate.

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tellyme2024-04-11 15:50:58