-RESEMBLE-SS-part 15 pg 90- (3 sep) - Page 17

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Originally posted by: Water.

Hi,

Geet is young n married...she acts like a child sometimes...cus off course who wants to be mature at that age...

She lives a life that is different than others...she has be actually single and be called Ms. Handa when she is Mrs. Khurana..

She does not know what a normal girl's life is like...

That is why she is trying to resemble others...for instance Zia.

Zia has some sort of resentment or jealousy towards her...n Geet is too naive to see that...

Geet has too much pressure from Maan's family side...cus they want her to act, live, behave...etc a certain way...

I feel there will be some problems in the future in Maneet's life...Maybe Zia or Anjali will cus dem...

you have explained perfectly...
yes, she is anive, sweet innocent, you can see from here on, that how she lives her life, she does whatever she wants to, she have perfect family, a perfect husband, basically a dream land...
but the thing is why she wants to resomble someone, and where that can lead to..
😉
i think by today little anjali will walk in.. lets see her grand entry :D
xxx

She compressed her anger with each second. Maan didn't free her. He flowed. How could anyone tolerate such silly thing, but this was his geet & she is special in every way.
He speeds him self up, sliding his hand around her waist.
Maan "hamper naraz ho?" his husky voice whispered. Sending chile down her body. He always had some great effect. No matter how Angry, how annoyed she is, eventually always he gives in.
Geet "nahi!"
Maan "jute math bolo." he again softly whispered.. Bitting her earlobe, taking the earring out.
Geet "hame naraj nahi hi." maan spines her round, removing the execs tears with big thumb, then gently creasing the soft red cheek. Eyes looked swollen, oh how much he hated to see the tears. She is his Jaane. His life. Life is complicated If she is not there for him.
Maan "jaan..."
Geet looks down cutely. Refusing to see him with her brown eyes.
Geet "bolo..." she hides her self more in his wide broad chest. Still tear rolling down sending chill down maans body.
Maan "pahele rona band Karo."
Geet "I am trying, per... It's not stopping." she mumbled, speaking to his chest.
Maan "how will I talk, if you are crying. Mama aur papa toh hame kahenge na, that I made you cry."
Geet "hame ghar nahi jaenge. Hame kahi nahi jana."
Her cute voice sounded even more adorable... Mumbling... Complaining. She barely showed or complained to anyone except him. Her every want, every guilt, frustration, it's always with him. No one els. Just maan.
Maan "tik hi, ghar nahi jana... Toh apko kha jana hi?"
He spoke will creased her curls. Hiding behind the ears. Making a clear view of the tearful face.
Geet "hamko khai nahi jana." she again stubbornly spoke.
Maan took a deep breath. Walking back to his car, he drove back, collecting her notepad, which was bit dirty... And came back. She still stood at the same place. Didn't move a bit. Stubbornly stood there like a child. Maan hands her the notepad. "Ab kush?" he folds his arm across his broad chest. Stood there lovingly looking at the innocent face. A spark came out yet she compressing it to show. Hiding her smile.
Geet "apse hame kati... Kati! Kati! Aur big Kati." she pulled a face, spinning round walking inside but maan flowed.

Geet ran in, taking sit next to her pappa . While maan opposite.
Geet made another face and walked in to her room. anyone one barely noticed. Mr hand always busy looking through some paper work while mrs rano busy making some party plan.

Geet Walks in her room, leaving the door open for maan. Letting him do the job. It clicks as he locked the door, slowly making his way towards her, engulfing the fragile body within him.
Maan "tum kabhi hamphe naraj nahi ho sakte!" his rough cheek brushes along her soft one. It's soothing, yet a weird sensation came within her. The feeling that she tried to avoid the most, it pushed in. Pushed In through the closed door, oh how much she always dies for his touch. No matter the consucounsy, she only wants him. He only belongs to her. Her body showed no refusal to his invitation but her mind straggled. Leaving the feeling of confusion. He slowly turned her around just like a new bride, the same red cheeks, her naughty eyes gazing at the floor, her inviting body posture, maan smiled. How could he not love his geet, everything about her as so amazing, was so adorable. He truly will go insane.
Maan "hame pata hi, tum kabhi hamse naraj nahi ho sakte." geet sighed hugging him.
Geet "ap sach much ek dust danav ho."

Maan "sacci?"
Geet "mucchi!"

Next day...

as usual she tapped her feet, crossed arm, wearing her long genes and loosely top along with her rack sack. It loosely hanged off one of her shoulder. She impatiently watched her watch. It's odd. Maan she knows he is very punctual but late! This is something odd. She takes her iPhone out, ringing him couple of time but no answer, she wondered what's going on! No answer, she eventually decides to call jia...

Aww...cute part...
Loved it.

But where is Maan...??

Updt soon.

Me waiting.