MG SS- Ek Main Aur Ek Tu Chp6&Epilogue PG39 - Page 9

Geet screamed and Maan immediately jolted, " SAAAP!" screamed Geet. Maan looked at the big snake. Maan could not believe his day!

Geet started to run around the agni and she grabbed Maan's arm and dragged him along with her. He tried to stop her but the snake kept on chasing after them and he could not make sense of anything.

She was screaming way too hard and then the snake went towards Maan and Geet grabbed his other arm and began running the other way.

"GEET STOP IT!" yelled Maan. He grabbed onto both her arms and she was petrified! " Maan.. Maan.. dekhiye..." whispered Geet.

Maan noticed that she wasn't being dramatic. She was actually scared! Geet hugged Maan suddenly and held onto him tightly.

She cried into his chest and Maan had his arms out wide not touching her. He looked a little taken back and Geet only cried, " Maan.. .mujhe bachayiye"

Unknowingly, Maan put his arms around her and hugged her. She cried some more until Maan softly whispered,

" Geet... tum theek ho?"

Geet looked up and then suddenly realized what she was doing. She broke off from the hug quickly and stepped away from him.

She wiped her tears and Maan look dumbfounded. Geet looked around the agni and then realized what they had done...

" Ma..Maan?" whispered Geet. Maan looked around and then he had a flashback of their whole incident. He realized what they had done.

Maan and Geet had done 7 rounds. They were almost married!

" HAYE BABA JII!" screeched Geet. " OH SHIT!" hissed Maan.

Suddenly, the pundit came around and he saw what had happened. "Bachon! Aap logon ne to vivah kar liya phir se!!" said the pundit. Maan and Geet looked horrified.

Maan and Geet had taken their 7 rounds and the pundit had a pooja thali. The pundit smiled, " Aap dono ne phir se shaadi kar li! Acha hua kay hum pooja ki thali laayein hain!"

Geet gulped and the Pundit asked Geet and Maan to come stand near him. "Your wedding is incomplete!" said the pundit

Geet looked at Maan with a horrified expression. Maan was cursing himself under his breath because of the drama that had just happened.

" Beta, yeh vivah sampan kijiye... sindoor laga dijiye aur humaray paas ek laal daagha hain, mangalsutra kay jaisa hi hain..." said the pundit. Maan gulped, " Nahin pundit ji, asal main"

The pundit smiled, " Aayiye..."

Maan sighed and Geet wanted to tell the pundit right away.

"Pundit ji! Aap ghalat samajh rahe-" began Geet. "Aayiye" smiled the pundit again. They had no other choice and there was no other way out of this mess!

She sulked and walked towards Maan.

Maan took the sindoor from the thali and lifted Geet's tikka. Geet looked at him with shocked eyes. They couldn't humiliate themselves! It was far too late...

Geet shut her eyes softly as he filled her maang with sindoor. The pundit brought a red thread and Maan tied it around Geet.

" Aapka vivah sampan hua!" said the pundit. Geet and Maan touched the pundit's feet for his blessings. " Sada suhagan raho beti" smiled the pundit.

Geet and Maan gulped. They mistakenly had gotten married.

" Aap dono ko tand lag rahi hogi... chaliye, aap dono yahaan reh sakte hain" added the pundit.

Geet and Maan nodded. They followed the pundit towards the cottage he had and the pundit added, " Hum mandir main soote hain...aap dono yahaan par reh sakte hain jitni bhi der"

They nodded again and then the pundit opened the cottage doors. It was one room with a large palang in the middle with blankets and clay pots holding fresh water.

"Sleep well!" said the pundit. He shut the door as he left Maan and Geet in the large room.

Geet was horrified. She looked at Maan who was equally as horrified.

" OH GOD!" hissed Maan as he threw his bags down. " Haye rabba! Yeh kaisay hua?!!" added Geet. She sat down on the palang and clutched the wood of the palang.

" Haye rabba!" mumbled Geet again. Maan was so frustrated... This was a HUGE mistake. But someone between them had to stop freaking out and solve the issues.

"CHUP! BILKUL CHUP!" snapped Maan. Geet shut up right away and she looked at him with wide eyes. " LISTEN... we have to get out of here ASAP tomorrow morning!"

" Acha par aaj raat?" asked Geet with a scared expression. Maan rolled his eyes, " we will put a partition... ek minute"

" Main change kar sakti hoon?" asked Geet. Maan let out an impatient sigh, " Theek hain Geet, par let's make the partition first"

Geet nodded and she said, " Take my duppata..." Maan nodded and Geet went by the white sheets and she stood behind it. It was for her to change in.

She took the heavy duppata off and was relieved. Her head was pounding and she removed it. Her back was facing him and she gave it to him.

Maan saw her exposed beautiful back. As he took the duppata from her he noticed the dori's becoming loose.

He looked away and he had his back facing her. Geet changed into her yellow anarkali. Geet took all her jewellery off and she took her maang teekha off.

As she took it off, she noticed the red of the sindoor on her fingertips.

Geet let her hair out from the large bun. Her long brown hair slipped down to her back and two curls played at the side of her face.

She was about to take her wedding bangles off, but she sighed and kept them on. Geet draped her duppata over and turned around to see Maan still fixing it.

She walked out from the white sheets and said, " Ho gaya?"

Maan turned to look at her and was completely mezmarized. He had never seen a beautiful girl like her.

She didn't need any jewellery to enhance her beauty. She could do well without it!

Geet softly smiled, " Kya dekh rahe hain?" Maan snapped out of it and he said, " Uh haan.."

He stepped off from the palang and there hung the partition. Geet went over to the clay pots and took out a silver tin glass and poured herself some water.

She looked over to Maan who looked very tired. She looked at her glass and then she stood up. She walked over and offered him some water, " Drink some water"

Maan looked up at her concerned yet simple eyes. Maan took the glass from her and their hands brushed in exchange.

A shiver went down Geet's back as he touched her. She stepped away and then went to get another glass. She looked around for one but she could not find it.

" Mera le lo" said Maan. Geet looked at him with wide eyes, " Aapka jhootha hain..."

" There is no option... just take it" said Maan.

Geet nodded and she took the glass and poured herself some water. She drank the water down swiftly and put the glass face down onto the clay pot.

She took her shoes off and went to her side and laid down. Maan laid on his side. Geet took out her phone and noticed a billion missed calls from Chandni and Arjun, along with a million more angry texts.

She looked at one saying, " ABHI GHAR AAJA GEET! TERE PAPA BOHOT NARAAZ HAIN!"

Another one said, " MAIN DELHI AARAHI HOON ARJUN KAY SAATH!"

Geet wanted to see another one but her phone suddenly stopped working. " Siapaa!" hissed Geet. Maan looked over and said, " Yahaan phone kaam nahin karega..."

" Woh to mujhebhi pata hain Mr. Khurana!" snapped Geet. Geet shut her phone and slowly closed her eyes and drifted off into deep sleep.

Whereas Maan turned the other way and only grumbled, " Now Im dead... Laaj di and Dadimaa are going to definitely make my life a living hell..."

Geet woke up early the next morning, while Maan was still sleeping soundly. She looked over and saw his face relaxing as he breathed softly.

Geet sighed, " dusht dhanav"

She got up and went over and started washing her face. She drank some water until someone knocked at the door.

She put the glass down softly so Maan's sleep wouldn't be disturbed. Geet opened the door and there stood the pundit and he smiled, " Beti, aap dono ko bhook lag rahi hogi... aap yeh kaah lijiye"

He handed a thali full of food and Geet smiled, " Aapko yeh-"

He only smiled, " Koi baat nahin, aap samjiye kay aap maayke main reh rahi hain..."

Sadness spread across Geet's face and she only managed to hide it with a smile, " Dhanevaad pundit ji"

He asked if they needed anything else and she nodded in negative. The pundit left and Geet shut the door behind her and

Geet put the large thali that smelled so good on top of a clay pot.

She walked over to Maan and knelt down near him. She was about to touch him until she took her hand away.

" Maan... uthiye.." said Geet softly. He moved around a little and Geet sighed, " Maan... uthiye, nashta... kaah lijiye... humay nikalna hain"

She sighed in frustration this time and she softly tapped him on the arm. Maan's eyes flew open and he grabbed her hands suddenly.

He grasped her wrists hard and Geet yelped in pain. " MAAN OUCH!" hissed Geet. Maan realized it and he let go of her and he suddenly got up.

Geet rubbed her wrist and Maan immediately said, " Im sorry Geet..." Geet stopped rubbing her wrist and she looked at him with wide eyes.

Maan then realized what he had just said. Maan Singh Khurana said SORRY? That too... to Geet?

" It's okay" replied Geet. Maan looked around a little embarrassed and Geet just stood up and said, " Let's eat..."

Geet walked over and brought the thali to the palang, whereas Maan went over and washed his face. He walked over and sat back down again on the palang beside Geet.

" Kaah lijiye" said Geet quietly.

Maan looked at the food and thought, " I could use an omelette... this stuff is full of oil and carbs"

Geet almost read his thoughts, " Yeh hum jaisay logon ka khaana hain Mr. Khurana... to sustain yourself for the rest of the way, eat it"

Geet began eating the paratha and Maan took a bite of the paratha. It almost melted in his mouth and he began to eat the halva.

They both were eating as if they had not eaten in days. " Hayee.. this is so good!" said Geet with her mouthful.

They practically finished the entire thali, cleaning it with the rest of the paratha that was left.

Geet and Maan washed up and gathered their things. Maan noticed Geet's sindoor still bright red from last night. His heart somehow swelled to see her like that.

Maan dragged his suitcase outside and the pundit rushed up, " Aap log kahaan jaa rahe hain?"

Maan and Geet looked at eachother, " Woh hum waapis Delhi jaa rahe hain..."

The pundit nodded and smiled, " Acha bachon, par aapko yahaan koi rickshaw nahin milegi"

" Hum chal ke jaayenge pundit ji, dhanevaad" replied Maan. He nodded, " Kabhi bhi aana ho yahaan par bachon, to mere saath hi rehna!"

Geet smiled and she bent down to take the pundits blessings and he gave her blessings but stopped her midway, " Nahin beti, aap humaray pair mat chooiye... aap humari beti jaisi hain"

Geet nodded and Maan bent down to touch the pundits feet. He blessed Maan and said, " May you two live long!"

"Acha hum chalte hain... chaliye jii?" said Geet. Maan nodded and they said their goodbyes and walked out of the temple area.

They walked down the road and Geet only said, " Maan, hum sab ko kya jawaab denge?"

Maan looked at her with an amused expression, " Acha.. Maan ji se Maan ban gaya?"

Geet chuckled, " Of course... main itna formal nahin ho sakti aapke saaath" Geet winked a little and laughed some more. Maan automatically grinned at her laugh.

"Chalo, shukar hain kay aapne choti si jhalak dikha di...aapni haansi ki" added Geet. Maan looked away, " Tum bohot bolti ho..."

" Of course... aur koi compliments hai to de dijiye!" added Geet with a giggle.

"Tumhe lagta hai kay main tumhe compliment de raha hoon..." replied Maan.

" Haan toh?" replied Geet again.

" Zyada khush mat ho, mere itne bhi bure din nahin aaye hain" said Maan with a smirk. " Aagaye naa line pe" giggled Geet.

Maan only shook his head.

Geet looked ahead a little and she pointed, " Maan there is a bus loop area just ahead" Maan looked a little ahead and he said, " We can catch a bus!"

They walked a little faster and eventually reached the bus loop. Maan looked around and he went over to the ticket area and said, " Bhai saab, Delhi ki kaunsi bus aati hain?"

The ticket man looked at him with an annoyed expression, "Baad mein aayiye... main bohot busy hoon..."

Maan looked at him with angry eyes, " WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY COME BACK LATER?!"

Geet looked over and saw what was going on.

She saw that Maan was getting violently angry and frustrated. Geet looked at him and then said, " Haye rabba... ab yeh jaane ka mauka chale jayega..."

Geet thought for a second while Maan fought with the man and then she smirked. She remembered her parents story which was similar to her and Maan's situation. They were stranded just like Maan and Geet. Her mother pretended to be pregnant in order to get a seat in the bus.

Geet giggled and she went over to the side and took out her duppata's and stuffed them in her kameez to make it look like she was pregnant.

Geet looked pretty convincing since she did a great job in bundling it up. She grabbed her bag and clutched her back and walked like a pregnant woman.

She walked upto Maan and said, " Maan... main bohot thak gayi hoon, kab bus aayegi?" Maan looked at her and then froze.

He looked at her stomach which looked so swelled as if.. as if she was PREGNANT?

Maan could not believe his eyes.. Geet winked and then Maan smirked and understood.

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