Maaneet scenes(FF)-Thread 2-Update p.145(3/2) - Page 22

Originally posted by: -Destiny-

I really am flat opti jii

one shayari for u

arzkia h

Tum likhte ho behad accha

Wah wah
Tum likhte ho behad accha

sentiments aate h dil se saccha saccha

nice update....please add me to ur pm list i just read your FF ,

Originally posted by: shinseen

nice update....please add me to ur pm list i just read your FF ,

thanks.

Love.

Thanks Shinseen. Will add you.

OH MANEETZ BACK !!! GREAT update as usual...!!! Maan is just de type of guy any gurl wud want 😳. Update soon dear...eagerly waiting !!

Originally posted by: nikki.171

OH MANEETZ BACK !!! GREAT update as usual...!!! Maan is just de type of guy any gurl wud want 😳. Update soon dear...eagerly waiting !!

Thanks Nikki. Maan is any girl's dream but then Geet too is deserving of his love.

Opti, its me again with the same question. when are you updating?

Originally posted by: Viji79

Opti, its me again with the same question. when are you updating?

I dont know. I am suffering from a severe sinusitis attack and one of my eye is swollen. When I feel better I'll write.

Originally posted by: Opti

I dont know. I am suffering from a severe sinusitis attack and one of my eye is swollen. When I feel better I'll write.

Oh I am terribly sorry. Please take care. No hurry at all.

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That night Geet had dinner at the Khurana House on Dadima's invitation. Seeing her pick at her food listlessly, Dadima was concerned.

"Geet, you should eat well, beta. Remember you are eating for two. Maan, what are you doing sitting and watching your fiance eat so little. Don't you want to have a bonny baby?" she asked him.

"Yes, Dadima," said Maan and hurried to serve Geet a large helping of chicken.

Geet tried to stop him by saying she will serve herself but he insisted and filled her plate up.

"Serving is not enough, Maan. Geet looks tired. I think you need to feed her, yourself. She will not eat well, otherwise," said Dadi, smiling mischievously at them.

"No, no, Dadima. I can eat on my own," Geet tried to assure her but Maan ignored her and sat next to her and started feeding her.

Geet opened her mouth shyly and took in the food. Maan tried hard to concentrate on the job at hand rather than stare at those lovely lips which opened and closed as he kept alternatively feeding Geet and himself. Just as he was about to feed her the last mouthful of food, she accidentally bit his fingers.

"Ouch!" Maan yelped as he jerked his hand out and shook it in pain. Startled seeing blood ooze from his finger, Geet snatched his hand instinctively and put his finger in her mouth, sucking the blood. Maan felt a sudden tingling sensation course through his body and it became warm from head to toe. Geet released his finger when she realised what she had done and bent her head down in shyness, not wanting to meet his gaze. Dadima who was watching all this with great amusement, teased them both, making them blush.

After dinner, Geet bade Dadima good night and Maan escorted her back to the outhouse. As she already looked very tired, Maan did not want to keep her from resting. So he gently kissed her cheek and wished her good night, before returning back. He was surprised to see Dadima was still awake, pacing the house up and down, with concern written all over her face.

"Dadima, you have not gone to bed yet?"

"No,beta. I was thinking of Geet. The wedding day is the happiest day in a young woman's life. It also brings with it a lot of anxiety as she will be entering a new phase of her life. Today I saw that anxiety on Geet's face which, I think is the reason for her lack of appetite. After all, the wedding is just round the corner and she has no one from her family to share her joy as well as her anxiety. I was wondering whether I should move in with her now and be her support till the wedding."

Maan felt guilty for having lied to Dadi about Geet not having a family and decided to reveal at least part of the truth.

"Dadima, Geet is not an orphan. She has parents and siblings."

Dadi looked at him in surprise. Maan then told her that due to some misunderstanding Geet's cousin attempted to kill her in the pretext of saving the family honour. Her parents did not do enough to protect her. It was divine providence that he was in Hoshiarpur at the time and had saved her life. As she had handed the cousin to the police, her entire family had ostracized her. So she came to Delhi to start a new life.

"Maan, why did you not tell me all this before?" asked Dadi in shock. "Does her parents know about this wedding?"

Maan shook his head.

"Whatever it is, Maan, they are her parents. It is not right to go ahead with the wedding, keeping them in the dark about their own daughter's wedding. We need to invite them, Maan. It is left to them whether they accept our invitation or not."

Maan nodded his head and said, "You are right, Dadima. It wouldn't be right to call them over the phone. I'll leave for Hoshiarpur tonight and try to convince them to accompany me back."

"I'll come with you, Maan."

"No, Dadima. Somebody needs to be with Geet. She cannot be left alone in her condition. Moreover, I don't know whether the atmosphere in Geet's parental home is still hostile. I don't want you to get insulted by them. I'll handle this myself."

Dadima knew that Maan was right. Someone had to be with Geet at this time but she was concerned that they were cutting it too fine.

"Maan, the wedding is just three days away. The haldi, mehendi and sangeet ceremonies are there in the next two days."

"I'll be back by day after tomorrow morning with or without them. We can have all the ceremonies after I get back."

She nodded her head as Maan hurried to his room to pack his bag for the short journey.

Before he left, Maan requested Dadi not to tell Geet where he was going as he wanted her family's arrival to be a surprise. Moreover, he did not want her to be disappointed if he could not convince her parents to attend the wedding. Dadi agreed to keep his secret. Maan took her blessing and drove off to Hoshiarpur in the hope of giving another gift to Geet - the presence of her family in her wedding.

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