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Originally posted by: sam1234fly
waiting eagerly for ur update........i just LOVE ur ff........everyday i cum fr skul n check whether u have updated or not.................plz uodate soon...........plz(with a cutey cutey babish smile)........plz
Originally posted by: KavyaNaik123
hey,,,when r u updating,,,,,,,almost one whole week hv been waitng n the preview kills mannnnnnnn,,,cant wait nymore,,update soon,plzzzzzzzzzzzzz
WOW ANGEL UR TO GOOD WRITER CAN READ TWO TIME & GONNER READ AGAIN LOVE GEET SAYS PATI FEEL SORRY FOR HER SHE WAS TORTURED BY HER FAMILY SHE TAKE TIME TO ADJUST WITH THEM EXCELLENT UPDATE PLS PLS CONT SOONNNNNNNN ADD ME PM LIST
Originally posted by: aashluvsmaan
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******Part 12******
"DadiMa, aapne Gee-" Naintara stopped, shocked to see her grandmother's pale form lying on the bed with Geet sitting beside her and messaging her forehead.
"Dadi! Kya hua?" Naintara asked as she hurried to her grandmother's side. "Should I call the Doctor?" Naintara asked frantically, concern evident in her face seeing her grandmother's pale face.
"Arre nahi beta, just have a headache. Manju thi yahan sar daba rahi thi par unhe kitchen mein kaam tha, aaj raath ke function ki taiyaari karni hai tho jana para aur yeh Geet bina kuch kahe hi hamara sar dabane lagi. Hamne mana bhi kiya par phir bhi nahi mani" Savitri explained to her granddaughter.
"DadiMa, aap bhi, kya tension hai aapko. Kitni bar kaha humne dawai time pe lijiye aur tension mat kijiye par aap bhi" Geet watched as Didi reprimanded DadiMa with a glare that did not seem to have any effect on DadiMa. Geet smiled in amusement seeing how DadiMa rolled her eyes at Didi's back once Didi turned around. Geet tried to cover her smile when she saw DadiMa staring at her but her smile only widened when DadiMa winked at her.
Naintara sighed and walked towards the intercome/phone and dialed the three digit code for the servants' quarter. "Anita, come to grandmother's room" Naintara ordered and hung up the phone.
"Geet, aap rehne do, aap hamare saath chaliye, aapko taiyaar hona haina" Naintara said in a soft tone, prying Geet's hand from DadiMa's forehead.
"Don't worry Anita aarahi hain, she will massage Dadima's forehead" Naintara assured Geet seeing the worry in the girl's eyes. Naintara looked at her grandmother, saw her smiling, knew she was happy to know that Geet already cared for her so much.
"Maam, aapne bulaya?" Asked Anita as she entered the room with her head bowed down in respect.
"Aapse kitni baar kaha humne hamesha DadiMa ke saath raha karen. You are appointed as her personal attendant; you must tend to all her needs. I don't want to see you roaming around or resting in the servants' quarter. Now go message her forehead and get her some spice tea" Naintara commanded with an authoritative tone.
"Geet! come let's go, you need to get ready" Naintara said taking Geet's right arm, both walked out of the room after Naintara ordered her grandmother to take a nap. "Chaliye Geet, bohut der hogayi" Naintara said tugging at Geet's arm as she hurriedly climbed the stairs with Geet to Maan's bedroom.
"We don't have much time, I will get the bath ready for you, let me just run the water" Naintara said walking into the bathroom.
Geet entered the bathroom and her eyes began to survey it, last night she had been too tired and sleepy to take note of anything in the bathroom and this morning she had been too scared to survey it. The bathroom was very large with marble floor and exquisite tiles adorning the walls. A big round bath tub in one corner which could fit three people in, black with shades of grey marble surrounded around and on the bottom, with two steps to clime in the tub; a Cleopatra whirl pool bath tub, Geet heard Didi's soft voice as she went on to describe the features, pointing at the buttons and tabs explaining on how to use it. Large mirrors surrounded one side of the wall; a small shower area beside the wall closet which Didi stated held the bathrobes and could be used to store any necessary things she preferred. There were several cabinets by the sink and the WC beside the sink. A big basket was placed on the other side of the shower area which Geet heard Didi inform was the laundry basket. The laundry maid comes in every other day to take the basket Naintara informed, as she closed the tab seeing the tub was filled. Geet was both shocked and happy to hear that, at least she will no longer have to spend her mornings washing everyone's clothes but then what will she be doing in the mornings?............
"Geet come here…. check if the water temperature is okay for you? Not too cold not too hot?" Naintara asked, dipping Geet's hand in the water filled tub. Geet's hand burned at the feel of hot water, but she just nodded her head not wanting to disagree or anger Didi. She never bathed in hot water; her father had ordered her to use only cold water.
"Now get out of those clothes I will wash your hair. I won't have you using that broken arm till it gets fixed" Naintara declared as she added her favorite fragrance essence, the bath bubbles and body wash in the water. "From tomorrow though, Savy will help you with everything, she will be your personal attended, your maid" Naintara informed.
Geet stood staring at Naintara with a bewildered look, not understanding if she heard her correct…. did she really say she will be bathing her….. a personal maid for her?...... her brothers had told her she was their personal maid….. but now…. she will have her own personal maid..... she gazed at Naintara with hope….. no one had ever been this nice to her except her mother….. till now she was the one who had to clean, cook, wash and do all the labor but now… now she will have people that will do things for her…. where was she?..... was this haven? The questions passed through her mind…… who were this people who called themselves her new family…… were they angels? She questioned herself……. who was this lady who said she will help her with her bath…. she said she would wash her hair….. her mother had always washed her hair….
"Geet? Come don't be shy, here let me take off that duppata" Naintara said taking off the duppatta from Geet's head, she hated how the girl always covered her face with the dupatta……
"Okay, I will turn around you can take off your clothes and get in the tub okay?" Naintara said, realizing the girl was too shy to do it with her eyes on her. She turned and waited for Geet to get in the tub.
She turned back when she heard the splash of water; she smiled as she approached Geet, realizing she was still too shy and scared of her. "Now come here give me your head, I will wash your hair"
Geet peered cautiously at Didi through her brows, still unsure whether to trust her…. her mind couldn't understand why this new family was being so nice to her….. hadn't her brothers told her numerous times that her new family is very mean and will whip her everyday…. Did they lie to her….. was it possible that her brothers were only teasing and scaring her off with lies about her new family…. Geet sighed in defeat, knowing she would just have to wait and see whether her new family will continue to behave nicely with her.
"Geet?" she heard Didi call her name again, she blinked and moved towards her placing the back of her head in front of Didi, sucked in a breath when she felt Didi's finger peel off the band that held her hair in the tight bun. A smile plastered on her face as she felt Didi brush her fingers through her hair.
"You have such beautiful hair and very long too…. It will take us a while to get it dry and curled" Naintara stated as she washed Geet's long hair. Geet adjusted herself comfortable in the tub, moving as indicated by Didi who scrubbed her back, hands and the rest of her body just like her mother used to do….. tears descended down Geet's cheek as she remembered her mother's loving caresses and love filled eyes. She quickly wiped her tears and turned around to face Didi, who held the bathrobe.
"Why don't you go dry yourself, I will just be back I need to get the jewelry box from my room" Naintara said leaving Geet in the bathroom.
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"Come here let me blow dry your hair" Naintara said placing the jewelry box on the couch and walked up to Geet.
"Waise toh aapko zyada taiyar karne ki zaroorat nahi hai lekin phir bhi aapko aaj bohut saare log dekhenge, family relatives and close friends. Akhir Maan Singh Khurana ki wife ho aap aur hamari pasand" Naintara stated proudly as she helped Geet with her dress.
"Didi!"
"God this girl" Naintara muttered to herself as she gave the necklace to Geet.
"Didi" Myra's scream echoed again.
"You get ready, I will be back" Naintara said to Geet and rushed out of the room to look into the matter.
"What is it Myra. What is all the screaming for?" Naintara asked in annoyance.
"How come you didn't invite my cousin for Geet's Muh-dikhai" Myra asked Naintara anger reflecting on her face.
"I don't want your cousin anywhere near Geet" Naintara answered as she surveyed the party hall; the rasam was going to be performed in.
"Why the hell not?" Myra huffed.
"I already have Sasha to worry about, and you want me to invite your sister Nupur to ruin Maan's married life before it even began?" Naintara asked.
"I will not have Nupur filling in Geet's head with nonsense. God knows your cousin sister can't keep her mouth shut" Naintara informed.
"She won't do such a thing" Myra protested trying to side her sister.
"Myra! Stop with this ignorance. We all know Nupur wanted to marry Maan and she still holds a grudge against Maan for the rejection and not to forget she is a big mouth" Naintara clarified, sighing inwardly. For all the books and awards Myra had read and received and that sharp tongue of hers. But Myra was still very dense when it came to understanding people. Hell the girl still could not understand her own sister's feelings!
'The girl learned nothing from me even after nearly six years of living here in the house. If she would just shut her mouth and listen to me for once instead of questioning and taunting me!' Naintara sighed loudly as she readjusted the curtains, ignoring Myra's protests and DadiMa trying to pacify her.
"Great, now she has gone back to DadiMa, trying to get her to side with her. The girl will never change, always have to drag DadiMa or Vicky in to try and win from me! God! Couldn't Vicky find someone who was actually smart, not just book smart" Naintara muttered, picking up the left over flowers.
"Myra! Stop crying like a two year old and go get ready. Goodness! Your five year old son is more mature than you! Now go and get ready, the guests will be here soon and please for once try and behave like any twenty-four year old would!" Naintara ordered, wondering how she was going to handle Myra and her moods swings for five more months. Myra had the worst mood swings during pregnancy, and for the umpteenth time Naintara cursed her brother for marrying Myra but more so for getting her pregnant for the second time! Didn't he learn anything from the first time she was pregnant? Apparently not!
"Haan… haan…. ab tho aap mujhe aisa hi kahengi aapki badi bahu jo agayi hain. Hamesha mujhe dantthi hai!" Myra wailed loudly.
"Myra! Quit mopping around! Hamare paas aapki yeh useless complaints ke liye time nahi hai! Humme Geet ko tiayar karna hai"
"Geet! Geet! Geet! Main tho kuch bhi nahin hoon na, mujhe tho aaplongon ne koi shagun ka thofa nahin diya mere shadi ke baad aur nahi meri muh-dikhai ki rasam ki!" Myra wept dramatically mopping at the corners of her eyes with the back of her hands.
Naintara cringed at Myra's dramatic weeping "Muh-dikhai? You seem to forget Myra, you and that brother of yours abducted my brother and forced him to marry you. One fine happy day you came to our house and introduced yourself as Vicky's wife of course conveniently forgetting to tell us that you were nearly two months pregnant! We learned that the next morning through the media!" Naintara sneered, controlling the urge to throttle Myra's neck! Her mind pondered on whether she really had that rather heart to heart talk with Myra nearly two hours ago or did she dream all that?
"DadiMa, aap bhi change kar lein. I will go check on Geet" Naintara added before walking out the room. Geet…. Would she also have such extreme mood swing patterns as Myra if she became pregnant? Would she cry and crib all the time like Myra did? 'Oh god what am I thinking! Abhi do din bhi nahi hua unki shadi ko aur hum abhi se khwab dekhne lage' Naintara shook herself out of her thoughts.
Everything was set right, now just the wait to see every ones reaction on seeing Geet for the first time. Naintara could already picture the shocked, amazed faces of everyone. Not many people were invited to the wedding because of the long distance and small town location. Those who were invited, the very close friends and relatives did not come for the same reason; very few guests apart from the family members were present at the wedding. It was because of this reason Naintara had set this Muh-Dikhai rasam or more like a reception party, giving everyone the opportunity to wish and meet the new bride of Maan Singh Khurana, the Badi Bahu of the Khurana family. She had planned on a press conference as well but after meeting Geet decided against it, the girl was not yet ready to handle the press. Naintara knew she would have to take things slowly with Geet, she was apprehensive about the muh-dikhai itself, she knew the girl was not yet ready but she really couldn't cancel the event at the last minute.
"Arre, yeh Kya? You haven't worn the bangles yet. Don't tie your hair up, leave it open." Naintara said when she saw Geet tying her hair in a tight bun.
"Here let me help you with the bangles" Naintara said taking the jewelry box. She took hold of Geet's right arm and one by one pushed the bangles on her. "Let the left hand be bare, I don't want you to hurt from the pressure of the kangans. They are quite heavy." Naintara said placing the remaining kangans back in the jewelry box.
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Maan stood stunned at the door staring at his wife, he still hadn't gotten used to her beautiful form and at the moment she was far too beautiful wearing a red anarkali churidar dress, with her long silky hair down. Her neck decked with too many jewels, her right hand adorned with bangles, her left hand bare except for his engagement ring. Her eyes covered in light shade of pink shadow and dark eyeliner, her luscious lips the darkest shade of red, her cheeks rosy. She looked magnetic sitting there on the bed, peering at him through those brows in that same cautious look.
"Maan, hurry up! The guests are already here" Naintara ordered pushing Maan inside the room.
"erm…. yes" Maan answered walking briskly towards his walk in closet and sliding the glass door.
"I want you both down in ten minutes. Aur bhai, you have the rest of your life to gaze at your beautiful wife" Naintara grinned and walked off towards the staircase.
Maan reddened at his sister's comment and hurriedly walked to the bathroom to change giving a side glance to Geet who was still sitting at the same spot with the same expressionless face but now her eyes focused on the mehendi adorned in her hands. Maan knew she had that same searching look in her eyes while staring at the mehendi…..
"Come let's go, Geet, before Didi comes and drags us out" Maan said while brushing his hair. His hands shook as he tried to knot his tie, he was too nervous, conscious of his beautiful wife sitting there on his bed and staring at him, he couldn't concentrate while she stared at him in fear.
Geet got up and waited for Pati to put his coat on, she stood there staring at her Pati, who was still struggling with the tie.
Maan held his breath when he saw his wife's hand resting on his, she pushed his hand down and knotted the tie in the right manner which he couldn't manage to do with his mind filled with the beautiful image of his wife who now stood so close to him. She had her head bent down, her eyes on the tie as she knotted it, buttoned his coat and smoothed his shirt collar, her eyes briefly stared into his but she quickly removed her gaze and hands away from him, took a step back and waited for him.
Maan breathed in deeply once Geet stepped back, warmth spread through him, his eyes clouded with desire….. he looked at his wife…… did she realize how she effected him with just one touch…… did she realize how aroused he was now with having her so close to him, feeling her breath fanning on his shirt….. no she didn't, he knew she didn't realize any of that, he wondered if she knew how just staring at her form had him burning in desire for her but he knew she had no idea of his desire for her….. he knew she was too naive to understand the physical reactions between man and woman…. he saw no emotion in her, he understood that she had knotted his tie out of habit, having two brothers and a father he assumed she was well aware of how to do such things, must have done them daily which is why she was so impassive with it while he was left burning for her touch.
"Let's go Mrs. Maan Singh Khurana" Maan said at last, and began walking with his wife beside him.
"Wait!" Maan called halting his steps and stopping Geet by his hold on her arm, making sure to avoid her left arm.
"There is one thing left" He said and walked Geet to the dresser.
"This" Maan said holding the kumkum in his hands. Geet creased her brows in question not understanding what he wanted to do with the red color. She watched in silence as he pinched the kumkum in his fingers and raised his hand at her forehead. Geet closed her eyes shut, clenching her fingers in a fist expecting her first blow from Pati. She opened her eyes cautiously when she felt his fingers on her forehead she looked in the mirror to see the red color in her parting. She turned her eyes on her Pati, who stood staring at her with a soft smile.
"Perfect" Maan whispered to his wife, tucking the loose tendril behind her ear. He wrapped his hand swiftly around her waist when she tried to step back from him.
"You know, you still haven't given me my morning kiss" Maan whispered to his wife pulling her form closer to his.
"I am still waiting" He said as he leaned his cheek towards her lips.
Geet trembled at Pati's odd request not sure what she should do… should she give him the morning kiss, it seemed to be the right thing to do… he had given her a morning kiss and he wanted one in return… it wasn't anything bad, he wasn't being mean or selfish by making such a request but despite it all she was fearful of Pati…. of his odd request and his caring behavior….
"Geet?" She heard Pati call her name, his voice almost a whisper. She stilled as his hand moved, his finger touching her chin and then gently lifting her head. She gazed at him questioningly, startled at the way he seemed to hold her gaze, his eyes staring right down into hers but what really shook her was the emotions in his eyes… there was not one trace of anger or hate; his eyes were filled with worry. Why was he worried? Why was he gazing at her with such concern? Why wasn't he glaring at her like her brothers said he would… why wasn't he screaming at her in anger demanding why she wasn't giving him his morning kiss something Geet had expected..... but he wasn't doing any of that, he was simply staring into her eyes with worry etched on his face.
Geet clenched her eyes shut and held her breath when she felt his fingertips on her cheek, his hand slowly cupped her cheek. The panic was slowly engulfing her as she waited for his gentle touch to turn into a painful grip but it did not happen, Pati's hand was still very much gentle as he held her cheek. She opened her eyes as the panic ebbed away and warmth filled into her… warmth, an emotion that had been alien to her for nearly a decade…. But her Pati was giving her this feeling by staring at her with such deep concern…. by smiling at her so warmly…. and by trailing his fingers on her cheek so softly; they were the softest of caresses she had ever experienced from a man…. not even her Mannee had given her such soft caresses……
It was precisely then when she leaned up and kissed her Pati's cheek; pressing her soft lips on his warm cheek. She stepped back down and bowed her head quickly after giving him the kiss and stared at the carpet, scared as she waited for Pati's reaction. She bit her lip when she felt his fingers holding her chin.
"Geet" Maan sighed having finally gotten over the shock of feeling her lips on his cheek… it was an innocent peck but the moment her lips touched his skin, a sudden thrill passed through his whole body, every prominent part of him buzzed with awareness, savoring her innocent touch. He stared down at her with her head bent down, her hair falling over her face like a curtain; hiding her from him. He moved his hand to her forehead, his fingertips trailing her forehead, gliding down her temple to her cheek as they swept the hair away from her face, tugging them behind her ear.
"Such beauty…." Maan whispered leaning towards his wife and resting his forehead on hers. She looked up at him from under her lashes, the confusion and wariness clearly written in her hazel orbs.
"Thank you" Geet heard Pati's soft voice followed by his peck on her nose. She blinked her eyes at the feel of his lips on her nose. She moved her head and stared at him, her brows furrowed as she tried to comprehend her Pati's strange behavior…. no one had ever thanked her for anything…. except her Mannee… but now Pati had just thanked her…. but why was he thanking her, what had she done to receive Pati's gentle caresses and his pecks….
"For this" Maan lied answering her unasked question his finger pointing at the tie she had tied and then the coat she had buttoned. He himself didn't really know why exactly he had thanked her… maybe for gazing at him with such wonder… or for marrying him… or for being so beautiful… or maybe he thanked her for making him feel such strong feelings of desire… or simply because she had given him a kiss… there were just too many reasons to thank her for...
Geet stared at her Pati, and then slowly blinked, unable to understand him and his weird behavior…. he kissed her nose and thanked her because she had helped him with tying his tie?.... It was such a trivial thing, she had always tied Gurvinder bhaiyaji's tie, he never thanked her… even Mannee who often thanked her, never said his thanks when she helped him in tying his tie because despite his age he never grasped the concept of tying his tie and had always sought Geet… so why then was her Pati thanking her?.... going so far as to give her a kiss on her nose?..... he was a weird man, she realized as she peered at his smiling face gazing down at her... very weird but.... nice… he was being really nice to her, smiling at her and even thanking her…… although his behavior was really starting to confuse her now…. maybe Pati is new to this whole wife thing and their discipline and obedience…. Maybe he just doesn't know how to treat women…. that would explain his strange behavior….
Geet chewed her bottom lip in nervousness, raised her hand to hold onto her duppatta only to realize that the duppatta was draped over her shoulders leaving her head bare…. She dropped her hand and contemplated on whether to thank her Pati or not… He had thanked her for helping him with his tie… shouldn't she thank him for helping her with the red color he filled in her parting?...... she knew she should thank him, she had to thank him for filling the red color in her parting something she had forgotten to do despite Didi's instructions….
Geet peered at Pati, he was still smiling at her and staring at her in that strange way… She took a deep breath as she stood on her toes, tilted her head up towards Pati and quickly planted a kiss on the tip of his nose like he had given her sometime ago.
"This was for?" Maan asked highly amused at his wife's action. He hadn't expected her to peck his nose… he held her gaze as she lifted her hand and traced her sindoor filled parting, her eyes gazing at him through her lashes.
"My wife" Maan breathed, awed by her innocence and her silent communication. He rested his forehead against her soft one unable to stop himself from touching her, his hand caressing her cheek as he leaned down and kissed her cheek "beautiful-" he murmured "-angel" he finished, his lips descended on her other cheek, one hand placed on her neck, his thumb tracing circles while his other hand tightened its hold on her waist and pulled her more closer to him.
Geet eyes silently watched as Pati's hand resumed caressing her cheek, her breath caught in her throat when she felt Pati's lips on her cheek. A shiver raced across her shoulders as her body was pressed closer to his. She blinked as she leaned her face up towards him, her eyes gazing into his with that same enquiring look.
"Did I tell you how breathtakingly beautiful you are my wife!" Maan asked his fingers brushing through his wife's curls; his other hand caressed her waist, moving up her back wishing it was her skin rather than the garment. Maan leaned down and rested his face in her long curls, inhaling deeply, he took the pleasure of their closeness for few moments, threading his long fingers through her hair, breathing in her alluring scent and kissing the curve of her neck before moving his lips towards Geet's ear, his lips almost touching her skin, he was aware of how stiff his wife had become when he moved his face towards her neck, she had stood so very still at his touches "Few hours…. Just few hours….. and then I will show you just how beautiful I find you" Maan whispered his promise sealing it by placing tiny kisses down her jaw, he felt his wife tremble, heard the laud gasps that escaped from her. He smiled content with the knowledge that he did have an effect on her; his touch did leave her trembling like her touch left him burning!
"Come let's go, wife" Maan said straightening himself, he took her arm gently, placed it in his before the two walked down the stairs.
Geet followed Pati, her eyes staring at their joined hands and felt the sudden feeling of safety spreading through her body at the gentle hold of Pati on her. She tried to hold back her tears and gulp down the enormous lump in her throat as she savored Pati's gentle hold on her hand. A smile formed on her face, the sign of contentment as she felt his thumb caressing her arm gently, warmth spread through her at the affection Pati was giving her….
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I am extremely sorry about the delay in updating... I had planned on posting an update on Friday but never really got around to edit the part.... Anyways, I hope I did justice to Maaneet romance... those of you who are disappointed by Geet's lack of desire, I can only say that Geet has a long way to go before she can feel any desire for Maan.... for now she made a remarkable progress by starting to feel "safe".... until next week....
I might be generous and post a preview..... or maybe not.... 😕
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