PURE LOVE
Part 3
Maan broke the hug and careses her hair adorably which came across geet's face.
" Mishty i know u didn't miss me bcoz u will be happy na
that i was not here to scold you,hmm".Maan teased.
Geet make an innocent face,
"Wo to hai,I spend this 6 months like living in heaven.
Maan yelled at her comment,
"Mishty...
"Don't scream angel, i know mera naam mishty hai and i am a very cute and good girl.aise chillao maat na,aap ki bari bari owl jaisi ankhe bahar a jayenge,hai na, dadima."
Dadima try to suppress her smile at her comment.
Maan shout at Geet,
"Geet aaj main tumhe chorunga nahi.
she gulped her saliva and make a scared face.
his anger melted seeing her innocent scared face.he softly asked her,
"how was your exam?accha gaya na?college ke bareme kuch socha kaha admission lena hai?"
She Twisted her lips.
"Thik hi tha. Aur mujhe na college nahi jana angel."
Maan-"yeh kya baat hui? thik tha ka kya matlab hua?thik se batao good or bad?"
"arre baba,good, ok now.i don't like to study.its so boring."
"Boring to lagega hi na bcoz u always wanted to do mischief and make my life misearable, hai na,"said Maan sarcastically.
Geet open her mouth to retort back but dadima interapt them,
"I don't realize who are more mature among u two.Maan aap to geet k sath rehke khudbhi bache baan gaye ho.Chalo lunch ka time ho raha hai.lets have lunch.
Geet made a baby sad face and said.
" main yaha nahi kha sakti dadi.Angel agar gusse me mujhe hi kha gaye to,mere mamma papa ka kya hoga!!!aur aise bi mamma wait kar rahi hogi".
Before dadi said anything maan blurt out,
"Stop your drama mishty.tum kahi nahi ja rahi.come here right now and eat".
Geet smiled naughtily at her victory.She had no intention to go back.She want to spend more time with her maan.But she want to listen it from his mouth.so she play her another naughty trick and it works.
Geet happily sat beside maan but her happiness turn into frown seeing the italian food.
Maan love Italian food.he hate spice.Today dadima specially made Italian food for maan bcoz of his come back.
But our mishty love indian food.she loves spicy hate bland food.she made an yucky face and said
"Dadima aaj kya ye saab bina namak mirchi wala khana aur ghaspus khani paregi?i think aaj bhukha hi rehna parega," she pouted.
Maan just rolled his eyes at her comment.
"baccha hum ne aap k lie indian bhi banaya hai,"said dadima lovingly
"wow dadima you are great."
Dadima served both of them.Geet taste her curry,
"wow,this is so delicious.yumm.Angel you should try it."she said to him licking her lips.
Maan lost himself in her lips.he feel some weired sensation in his vain.he feel a strong urge to took those rosy lips in his and taste it ravishingly.this new feeling create havoc inside him.Realizing what he is thinking he became angry at himself.How could he think about geet like this.She is the same geet whom he knew from her childhood.She is his little mishty who trust and respect him blindly.His anger increase in each second and he feel disgusted.he try to remain quite and silently eating.
Geet also notice maan 's desire filled eyes on her lips.she blushed furiously and her cheeks turn deep red.To avoid the awkwardness she innocently blurt out,
"If u don't try my then I will try yours for a change.what say angel."
She doesn't know that in her innocent try she blurt out wrong word.her sentence would indicate another meaning to maan.
Maan became more concsious and furious hearing her comment.He blast out his frustration on geet.he yelled,
"Chup bilkul chup.tum shanti se khana nahi kha sakti?always doing some stupid act.Behave yourself Geet.I am not among of your stupid friend to whom you always talk your nonsense.Stay in your limit,get it."
"Chali jao yaha se,abhi".
Her hand stop midway which had a piece of paratha.she dropped the piece immediately and stared at his face blankly.she didn't understood what did she done.Her eyes slowly filled up.A drop of tears fell from her eye.She slowly get up from the chair and walked out with out saying anything.
Love
Saki.
Precap
😔maan feeling guilty😔
Thank u all for ur support dear.
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