FANTASY
CHAPTER-26
She chopped the vegetables furiously, muttering profanities to herself.
" Samajh te kya hain aapne aapko? Hamesha manmaani!! Iss baar toh unki ek bhi nahin chalegi… subha se naak mein dum karke rakkha hain. Geet nahin khilaegi toh khana nahin khaunga, Geet nahin degi toh dawa nahin lunga, Geet yeh… Geet woh…pareshaan karke rakkha hain!!"
" Bhabi… jaldi aayiye!!" Vicky burst into the kitchen, breathless. " Maan bhai ne nurse ko bhaga diya hain. Woh keh rahe hain ke aap unhe help nahin karenge, toh woh khud hi naha lenge, aur kisiki madat nahin lenge!!"
" WHAT??? Woh khud kaise naha sakte hain? The bandages will get wet, aur zakhm mein infection bhi ho sakta hain!!" Geet banged the knife on the cutting board, wiping her hands furiously on the napkin.
She stormed into their bedroom, where her handsome husband was sitting on the couch working on the laptop, as cool as a cucumber. Geet went up to him, with her hands on her hips, and said," Aapne nurse ko kyun bhej diya?'
" Tumhe nahin pata? Vicky ne toh tumhe bata diya hoga. Phir kyun pooch rahi ho, Jaan?" he said calmly, without looking up from the laptop.
" Aap jo chahte hain woh kisi bhi halat mein nahin hoga!! Main nurse ko wapas bula rahi hoon, aap jake naha lo!!" Geet picked up the phone and started dialing, looking at an unconcerned Maan, who was still staring intently at his laptop. " Aapne suna nahin main kya keh rahi hoon?" she said sternly.
" Ha suna… lekin shayed tumne meri baat nahin suni. Tum nurse ko bulalo, main usse wapas bhej dunga phirse…tumhare alawa aur koi mujhe shower karne mein help nahin karega…samjhi tum?" Maan smiled at her wickedly, resuming his work nonchalantly.
" Aapne yeh kya natak lagake rakkha hain, Maan?" Geet said furiously, throwing the phone on the bed.
" Tumhe kya? Tumko toh koi farq nahin parta na? Toh itni chinta kyun kar rahi ho? Agar tum mujhe help nahin karogi, toh main khud jake naha lunga… zyada se zyada kya hoga? Bandages mein paani chala jayega, infection ho jayega, dard hoga, takleef hoga, yehi na? Toh?? Since you don't care, you shouldn't be worried, right?" He finished with a victorious smirk.
" Main aapke liye kuch bhi nahin karne wali, samjhe aap?" she said angrily.
" Toh mat karo!! Maine tumhe force kab kiya hain mujhe shower mein help karne keliye? Tum jao, jake aapna kaam karo, main khud hi naha lunga!!" He stood up, and grabbed the towel, making his way towards the washroom.
" Nahin, Maan aap…. Aap akele nahin kar payenge!! Aap…aap woh main… main….aapko dard…" she started stammering, desperately looking for a way out.
Maan hauled her towards him, and she landed on his rock, hard chest. He tucked her loose strands of hair behind her ear, stroked her face softly and said," Mujhe dard hoga toh kya, Geet? Bolo na!!"
Geet looked at his eyes, losing herself within their depths. She held on to Maan tightly, gazing into his eyes, while Maan held her waist, caressing the waist chain she wore lovingly. He whispered again, his breath tickling her ear, " Mujhe dard hoga toh tumhe bhi takleef hogi haina, Geet? Then why don't you help me shower? Bolo na Jaan!! Chup kyun ho…"
Geet broke off the eye-lock reluctantly, and said, " Main aapke liye kuch bhi nahin karne wali!!" pushing him away. A cry escaped his lips, as he felt pain in one of his wounds.
" MAAN!! I am sorry… bohut dard ho raha hain aapko? I am so sorry, maine jaan bujhkar nahin kiya… I am sorry!!" she said desperately, trying to figure out how much hurt he was. She quickly took the towel from him, and pushed him into the washroom. He continued to look at her, while she took off his vest gently, making sure not to hurt him. She kept her eyes strictly lowered, as she slowly pulled off the bandages. Maan hissed in pain, as the cloth stung his wounds, but Geet blew air on them, quickly soothing his pain. Her face twisted in pain, as she finally took off all the bandages, and took a look at his wounds properly. She adjusted the water carefully, making sure it was warm enough, and grabbed a body sponge from the cabinet. As the water came down on his bare upper body, she made slow circling movements on his body, cleaning him, and at the same time, making sure that he doesn't hurt his wounds again. Whenever Maan cried out in pain, her eyes filled with tears, as if she was the one who was being hurt. Maan held her lovingly, close to his own body, as she continued doing her work diligently, without looking up into his eyes. The water came streaming down on both of them, playing havoc with their senses… Maan pressed himself closer to Geet, making his arousal evident while Geet looked everywhere but at him. He slowly rocked her in his arms, and whispered, " You care, Geet. A LOT!!!". She didn't answer, and grabbed the shampoo bottle, washing his hair slowly, while he closed his eyes in contentment, enjoying the loving ministrations of his wife. Geet washed off the shampoo, and turned the shower off. She grabbed the towel, and started wiping the water from his body slowly. The bruises were quite new and fresh, so she ran the towel gently over them, blowing air yet again to reduce the pain. When she was done, she looked up and saw Maan staring at her, his eyes glazed with love, passion and desire. She controlled herself quickly, and thrust the towel in his face, breaking the intense eye contact. " I am sure you can manage the rest!!" she said coldly, and started walking out of the shower, when Maan grabbed her and pinned her down on the washroom wall. He took her hands and placed them over his neck, pulling her closer to him, and whispered," I want MORE!!". Geet's eyes widened as the double meaning in Maan's words was once again evident!! He leaned in closer, shaking water drops all over her already wet body, and kissed her lips gently. Geet stiffened in response , while Maan started sucking on her lower lip, trying to evade her mouth. She refused to give in, and Maan started biting her lips, gently, then hard and then gently again. She gasped, and Maan forced her mouth open, plunging his tongue to relish the sweetness within. Geet groaned, as Maan ran his hands over her wet body, applying extra pressure on her wet breasts over her kameez. She moaned loudly into his mouth, as Maan continued kissing her furiously. He broke off leaving her breathless, and buried his face into the nape of her neck. She arched her back, as a reflex, giving him more access, as he devoured her collarbone, shoulder, neck and throat hungrily. " I love you so much, Geet!!! I am sorry!!!" he groaned into her neck, as he sucked her skin fervently. He moved up, kissing her cheek, eyes, and forehead, and said again," Geet, maaf kardo na Jaan… I am sorry!! Mujhe ehsaas hogaya hain, ke tum mujhse bohut pyaar karti ho, aur maine hospital mein tumse jobhi kaha, woh galat tha, please Jaan… maaf kardona mujhe!!"
Geet sucked in a deep breath, and said, " Aapko thand lag jayegi, aap change kar lijiye!!"
Maan trapped her even more strongly and said, " Tumhe itni fikar hain meri? Phir mujhe maaf kyun nahin kar sakti?"
Geet broke off from him, and picked up her dupatta from the ground. She opened the door, and stepped out, when Maan called her, still leaning on the wall of the washroom. " Mujhe bhook lagi hain"
" Main khana laga deti hoon!!" Geet replied, without looking at him, as tears crowded fast into her eyes.
" Main sirf tumhare haath se khaunga!!" he said, before closing the door, leaving a stunned and wet Geet standing outside. She shook her head, and muttered, " Maan, aap kabhi nahin sudhar sakte!!! Lekin main bhi itni aasani se nahin manungi!!!"
She smirked slightly, as she poured water into the glass, and placed it on the tray. This time, she wont let him win… She couldn't forget how he told her that she has no rights on him. She will NOT feed him, but he will HAVE to eat. His health is something she cant compromise with. Yes, it was true, that since last night, he had made her do everything she had promised herself she wont do for him. He had made her feed him the medicines, feed him breakfast and medicines in the morning, even made her help him in the shower, while he was busy kissing her every…..
" Chaddo… Geet, tu bhi… yeh sab kyun soch rahi hain? Important sirf itna hain, ke aab tu Maan ko nahin khilayegi, but you have to make sure that he eats!! Haan… aur Maan, iss baar aap kuch bhi nahin karsakenge!!" she thought determinedly.
Maan strolled round his room, thinking about everything he has been doing since last night. His Geet was still angry on him, more than angry, she was hurt. Plain hurt… " Lekin main bhi tumhara Maan ho, Geet!! Tumhe mana kar hi chorunga!!! Pyaar toh tum mujhse bohut karti ho, zakhm mere hain lekin dard tumhe hota hain… you care for me more than yourself, you love me a lot. Sirf tumhare accept karne ki der hain!!!" He smiled as he thought, that she will have to feed him lunch now, since he wont eat otherwise, and she will never keep him hungry. No, she loves him way too much!!
His thoughts were interrupted, when Daadima entered the room, followed by Nakul, who was carrying a tray of food.
" Maan bete, chaliye, khana kha lijiye…. Aaj main aapko aapne haaton se khilaungi!!" she said, as Nakul placed the tray on the table and left.
Maan stood there, stunned and somehow, swallowing his surprise, managed to stammer out, " Lekin Daadima, ap kyun? Geet kahaan hain? She was supposed to feed me!!"
" Bete, Geet aur kya kya karengi?? Unki thodi madat ho, isiliye, unke kehne par hi, main aapke liye khana layi hoon… chaliye, kuch kha lijiye!!"
" O, toh yeh Geet ka idea tha… She knew I wont be able to refuse Daadima, iss ladki ki toh main…." Aloud he said, " Daadima, Geet hain kahaan? Usse zaara bulayi yein na!!"
" Bete, Geet toh ghar pe nahin hain. Woh kuch samaan kene keliye gayii hain… kuch der mein aa jayegi… tab tak, uss ne mujhse kaha hain ke main aapko khana khiladoon!!" Daadima said, busily setting out the plates and filling them with food for Maan.
Maan thought hard, trying to conjure up some idea, so that he didn't have to eat till Geet came back. Finally, he said, " Daadima, mujhe bohut neend aa rahi hain… mujhe kuch der sona hain… aap Geet aaye toh mujhe utha dena, main tab kha lunga!!"
" Lekin Bete, aap…" she tried to convince him, but in vain. Maan stuck to his decision adamantly, refusing to eat anything till Geet came back. Daadima gave up after some hard cajoling, and left, leaving Maan alone in his room, waiting for Geet…
He lay in bed, his thoughts filled with his wife. She WAS something.. She sent Daadima to feed him, so that she didn't have to, and he couldn't avoid eating… every single time when he had blackmailed her into doing something for him, she tried everything and anything to wriggle out of it!! Maan smiled as he thought, that whatever she did, she couldn't deny that she was unconditionally in love with him. She always put him ahead of herself… he was very wrong in treating her like that in the hospital, especially when she had taken his clothes and food so lovingly….and he would do ANYTHING to make things right between them… Whatever it takes, he will make everything normal between them…
The roar of thunder woke him up. He sat up in bed in a jerk, realizing that he had fallen asleep, thinking about Geet. He looked towards the clock and saw it was 7pm, and the whole world was soaked in a treacherous rain. He looked around for Geet, but she was nowhere to be seen. Maan got up and walked out, bumping into a very wet Vicky outside.
" Sorry Bhai, maine dekha nahin…" he panted, water dripping from his hair.
" That's okay, Vicky, Geet kahaan hain?" Maan asked.
" Bhabi?? She isn't home yet? Daadima toh keh rahi thi, ke woh dopahar ko nikli thi, abhi tak toh aa jana chahiye tha unhe!!!" Vicky said, his face registering surprise.
A flick of worry crossed Maan's face. Geet HAD left in the afternoon, and it was almost night now. She wasn't home yet, and it was raining outside. She was alone, and it was getting dark…
" Geet akhir gayii kahaan??" he thought anxiously.
PRECAP: Dekho,.. main aakhri baar kehrahi hoon… mere kareeb mat aao, warna….
The guys laughed loudly, and one of them pulled her dupatta off, throwing it carnally on the ground.
She shivered, as she felt her modesty being exposed to the 4 drunken guys in front of her. One of them ran his hands over her cheek and lips, causing her to cry out loud in fear and disgust.
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