The knock on the door brought them back from their heaven and they looked up to see Daadi with two big bowls of soup. She placed it on the table, came near Geet and hugged her and said 'aapne hume dara hi diya tha bete…phir kabhi aisa mat kejiye…hum sab to aapke bina nahi rehsakte bete…aap iss ghar ki jaan hai…iss ghar ki khushiya hai…iss ghar ki support hai…agar aap nahi hai to hum sab toot jaayenge bete…phir kabhi hume chod kar mat jayiyega…'
Geet was overwhelmed. She was very lucky to have got a family like this. She hugged Daadi maa with all her love and respect and said 'nahi Daadi…main phir kabhi aisa nahi karoongi…I am sorry Daadi….mujhe maaf kardejiye…'
Daadi kissed her forehead and said 'nahi bete...iss mein aapki koi galti nahi hai…yeh sab babaji ne aap dono ki pyaar ki pareeksha lene keliye kiya hai aur aap dono ne unhe phirse aapke pyaar ko saabeet kar diya…hum bohot khush hai bete…bohot khush…isse zyaada hume kuch nahi chahiye…ab dono achche bachche hojayiye aur khana khayiye…Maan iss baar hum aapki koi baat nahi sunenge…8 dinse aapke muh mein ek niwala tak nahi gaya…' and she placed the bowls on the bed and went out of their room, closing the door.
Geet was shocked…8 days? He hadn't eaten anything from 8 days??? Tears brimmed her eyes and she whispered 'mannu…aapne 8 din se kuch khaya nahi…kyun?'
Maan cupped her face, rested his forehead against hers and whispered 'tumhare bina ek niwala bhi gale se nahi utarta mishu…tum bhi to kuch nahi khayi ho na…to tumhare bina main kaise kha sakta hoon…'
Fresh tears rolled out from her eyes as she tightly hugged Maan and whispered 'I love you Maan…I love so so much mannu….'
Maan smiled and hugged her with same love and whispered 'I love you too mishu…I love you too…'
'Theek hai…ab chalo khana khate hai…bohot zoro se bhook lagi hai…' said Maan and pulled the tray towards him. He picked up one bowl and spooned some soup and held it in front of Geet and said 'chalo Mishty…pehle tum peeo…'
'Nahi…pehle aap pejiye…atleast mujhe glucose diya tha…par aap toh 8 din kuch nahi khaye hai…issliye pehle aapko hi peena padega…' said Geet as she held a spoon infront of Maan.
'Nahi Mishu…pehle tum peeo…' said Maan.
'Nahi mannu…pehle aap pejiye…' said Geet.
'TUM'
'AAP'
'TUM!!'
'AAP!!'
This tum-tum-aap-aap continued for another five minutes and Maan realized something and said excitedly 'achcha theek hai….chalo…dono ek doosre ko saat mein khilate hai…'
Geet nodded in excitement and they both began to feed each other at the same time, spilling and laughing at each other. They completely forgot they were a matured married couple and became two little kids who enjoyed each other's company immensely. They laughed and fed each other lovingly, clapping their hands and feeling extremely joyful, spilling the soup on each other and cleaning it lovingly. Daadi and the rest were watching them from outside through the window and they couldn't help but smile looking at their childishness.
Finally, by the time the khana kaho session ended their dresses were stained with remains of the tasty, yummy mixed vegetable soup. It looked like both had a war with red and green paints. Small pieces of vegetables were still clung onto their dresses and they both looked extremely messy. For a split second, they looked at their avatar in the mirror before bursting out laughing, clutching their stomachs. It was a fab scene to the people outside. The sorrow and helplessness had vanished and the air was filled the magical laughter of this golden couple who were still laughing very hard, holding each other. They were nothing more than 2 extremely naughty kids. Dev said 'hayee…kitna khush hoon main in dono aise dekh kar…chaliye Daadi maa…yaha se chalte hai before we find ourselves watching something we are not supposed to see' and chuckled as he led all of them away from his brother's room.
Here, Geet and Maan were still laughing as they changed themselves to their night dresses. It was already 8 in the night and both were extremely tired. They made their way to bed and sat holding each other. Geet, being a naughty one, had a sudden brain wave and took a pillow and hit an unsuspecting Maan with full force.
'Oye!' Maan screamed before taking another pillow to hit his Mishty. Geet stood upon the bed and began hitting Maan and Maan was dodging her with the pillow clutched in his hand. They ran amok, hitting each other hard with the pillows that caused feathers to fly out of it. In moments, the whole room was covered in feathers while Maan and Geet were still fighting with the pillows and laughing. They ran around the room, throwing upholsteries at each other and messing up the whole room.
Both Geet and Maan were themselves covered in white feathers when the fight ended. They looked at each other and laughed hard and hugged each other before removing the feathers from each other lovingly. Maan picked up his shonu in his arms and made his way to their extremely messy and covered-in-feathers bed and sat her gently on it. 'Ab aise kaise soyenge hum?' he questioned looking at his Mishty, posing fake anger. Geet stood up on the bed and said 'mannu…' carrassing his head and put her arms around him ' aise hi soyenge na…maza aayega…'
'Subha shuru hoga cheekne se…sneezing you know…' said Maan, faking annoyance but thoroughly enjoying this moment with his Geet.
'Cheekne se shuru hoga to hone dona…dekhiye kitni achchi dikh rahi hai hamari bed…kitna cute hai…chaliye na…aise hi sojate hai…please…' Geet said, pleading cutely. So cute that Maan couldn't help but smile. He lifted her down from the bed and said 'oh achcha…bed bohot cute hai…aur main??'
'Aap bhi bohot cute ho…' said Geet, pulling his cheeks. Maan smiled and pulled her cheeks, saying 'tum bhi bohot cute ho…'
'Jaanti hoon…' said Geet and giggled looking at her annoyed husband. Maan suddenly pulled her by her waist and crushed her to him. He held her gently, kissed her forehead and asked 'mishu…kya tum tumse kuch pooch sakta hoon?'
Geet got confused and looked up to see his eyes filled with hesitation. She said 'haan…poochiye…permission kyun maang rahe hai…'
'Kya aaj main tumhari godh mein so sakta hoon?' Maan whispered, kissing lightly on her lips and resting his forehead against hers.
Geet smiled while her eyes moistened with tears of happiness. She knew why he had hesitated while asking this question. He felt she was tired and probably want to rest comfortably but there was nothing more comfortable than having Maan sleeping in her lap. She cupped Maan's face and whispered 'iss mein poochne waali koi baat hai…mere godh mein soneki haq hai aapko…aapko order karni chahiye ki Geet aaj main tumhari godh main sooanga…aise permission nahi maangni chahiye…'
'I am sorry mishu…' said Maan and pecked her on her lips and picked her in his arms and laid her on the bed. He sat on the bed, unfolded the quilt and covered Geet with it and gently laid his head on her lap and put his arms around her waist, hugging her and cuddling near her. Geet put the quilt around him as well, rested her head on his shoulder and both sank into deep sleep within moments, clutching each other forever…