Part 28
"Namaste Geet ji, kaise hain aap?", Dev asked, smiling.
"Ji main theek hoon. Aap kaise hain?", she asked, sitting down on the couch, opposite to him.
"Ji, aap aa gaye, tuo shayad aaj se theek rahunga", he said, still smiling"Ah yes! Thanks!", she said, smiling, while Dev handed over the cup of coffee. He handed over another cup to daadima, who smiled as an acknowledgement. Geet looked around the mansion while she sipped her coffee and Dev observed the movements of her eyes.
"You searching for someone?", he asked.
"Nahin", she said, looking back at him. Dev smiled and the three of them sat quietly and had their coffee. They were disturbed by the ringing of Dev's phone, who smirked while he took his phone into his hand.
"Haan Maan Bro, kahiye", said Dev, while carefully observing Geet's expression. Geet alsmot choked on her coffee and remembered, she had to face Maan in some time
"Oh Daadiji ab kya bataye. Maan Bro pata nahin do din se bad mood mein hain. Abhi bhi Chilla rahen the phone pe", he said, innocently.
Geet's heart skipped a beat and she immediately put the coffee cup aside. Daadi and Dev noticed that. And daadima asked her, "Ab aapko kya hua hain, Geet?"
"Kuch nahin, coffee khatam ho gayi",Geet wondered if it was anything connected to not listening to him. She then told herself, "Geet you are Geet, but Maan is Maan Singh Khurana. He is not going to be affected by such trivial things. So relax. Something must have happened in office. That's probably why he is angry and mad. Waise bhi aaj tak tumne kabhi unhe accha mood mein dekhi hain kya? Nahin na. So chill Geet Puttar. You rock and he does not".
She was about to pat herself, with her own words of encouragement, and almost moved her hand towards her shoulder but stopped. She saw Dev staring at her and hence smiled and adjusted her stoll with her hand that was supposed to pat her back.
"Koi nahin Geet, later you can pat yourself. Remember you rock, Girl","Oh, in a deep sleep is it?" he giggled and bent forward. He slowly moved the magazine away. He smiled at the cuteness in her, when she slept. He examined her for sometime and stood up straight. He shook himself up and looked away. He hated getting lost when whenever he looked at her innocence and simplicity
"Geet!", he called out, softly, looking around to see in anyone was around.
She did not respond. He smirked and bent forward and moved towards her ears. Geet felt a tickling sensation as his beard touched her cheek slightly. She wobbled a little. He moved back and smiled yet again, getting lost, in her angelic looks.
He finally bent forward, and blew gently, such that the strands of hair that covered her face, moved away, revealing her face completely. he moved towards her ears again and screamed, "Geet!" and Geet jumped up on the couch. she stood up on the couch, looking confused, when Maan laughed loudly. He clapped his hands and fell onto the other couch, laughing.
Geet still did not understand what happened. She looked around for sometime and finally looked at Maan.
"Yeh dusht daanav aa gaya?", she thought.
"Bloody hell. Is this how you wake up people?", she screamed, while resting her hands on her hips, and continuing to stand on the couch.
"Geet, that couch is pretty expensive, so please", he said, gesturing her to get down. Geet looked at herself and made a weird face and said, "I'll stand here only, what is your problem. I'm sure The Maan Singh Khurana can afford another couch", she said, stubbornly, stamping her feet on the couch.
"Geet!", he said, angrily.
"I know my name is Geet and it is awesome. You don't have to take it so many times", she said, looking away.
"Neeche utro pehle", he said.
"Nahin. Pehle aap yeh bataeye ki koi kisi ko aise utaate hain kya?", she asked, angrily.
"Oh Hello, Ms. Handa, what did you expect?", he asked. He got up and walked towards her. He pulled her down with force and pulled her towards himself.
"Geet you look angelic when you sleep. Your innocence and simplicity is amazingly adorable when you are asleep. I find myself loosing to you, whenever I see you, sleep so cutely, Geet", he said, softly. Geet had butterflies in her stomach, listening to him speak. She started to sweat a little and opened her mouth to say something when she could not get words out. She felt her mouth go dry and she tired to loosen herself from his grip.
"Maan", she said, softly.
"If given a chance Geet, I would have probably taken you, to your bedroom, in my arms, Geet. So that your sleep would never be disturbed. That's what I actually wanted to do, Geet. But unfortunately, you were in the living room and I was not sure if you would be comfortable with it", he said, in a subtle tone that made Geet go bonkers.
He stared at her for sometime and she stared back at him. they had a brief eyelock, when Maan spoke again, "You expected me to give this essay speech and wake you up?" he left her and started laughing. Geet pressed her fingers in anger, "how dare he flirt with me?"
"Mr. Maan Khurana", she screamed.
"Haan Geet, I know my name is Maan and it is awesome. You don't have to take it so many times", he said, winking.
"Aww how much I love it, when he winks", she thought and immediately brushed away the thoughts.
She was angry with him and he disturbed her sleep. So she should concentrate on the anger first and not on how handsone he was.
"Don't repeat my dialogues", she retorted.
"Oh I'm sorry. Are you going to file a copyright infringement case against me, Ms. Handa?", he asked, smirking.
"You spolit my sleep", she complained.
"Geet, this is called the living room. Here people don't sleep, Ms. Handa. If you want to sleep and if you do not want to be disturbed you should be going to the bedroom", he explained.
"I'll sleep where I want. You don't have to tell me what to do", she said, folding her hands against her chest.
"Oh really", he said.
"Haan Really. I'm not your Sasha to nod my head for everything you say and obey you completely", she said.
"Your Sasha", the words echoed in Maan's ears. Maan hissed, "Now why is she coming into the picture?"
"Oh I'm so sorry Mr. Khurana, for speaking ill about you're so called trusted employee", she snarled.
"Whatever", he said and sat down on the couch. "So you're back safe and sound, surprising haan", he said sarcastically.
"What do you mean?", she said, in a deep tone.
He smiled and ignored the question. "Maine aapse kuch poocha hain", she said.
"Yeah right! Like I'd answer you're questions", he said, looking at her.
"Why cant you?", she asked.
"Not because I cant Ms. Handa, it because I don't want to", he corrected her.
"Itna guroor. Dusht daanav", she said.
"Kya kaha?", he asked, standing up.
"Kuch Nahin, waise aaap yahan aaya kyun?", she snorted.
"Oh! Ab is Mansion mein aane ke liye mujhe reasons aur explainations dena padega?", he asked.
"Nahin. Lekin chup chap aapke kaam nahin kar sakte the kya? Mujhe disturb karne ki kya zaroorat hain?'
"Geet!", he said, softly and stepped towards her, while she stepped backwards. She hit the table there, balanced herself, and knelt over it. He knelt over her and placed his hands to her side. He looked on intently at her and said, "How can I let you sleep so peacefully Geet? You took my sleep away and you thought you could sleep in peace?"
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