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Geet slowly rests on the pillow, holding maan even closer then before. Her heart feared he was moving way, he is leaving her. He is traveling far far way...
"I love you and that's the truth maan. I always will... Please believe me!""stop it!" he claims instantly.
"I believe you! Of course god dam it I believe you! I am scared of you and your love..." geet looked at him with a shocking expression. Thoughtless, speechless with his words. Maan slips way, far way from geet.
"you need to sleep. I will drop you to collage tomorrow morning." maan hurriedly walks out.
He closed the door, leaned against. He is scared. Very scared. It wasn't about the trust, it wasn't about the believe neither it's about doubt with there love. It's the words... Words from her lips.
He slowly walked down, trying to block every senses.
Drop by drop, tear of pain and anguish crawled out slowly from her heart.
"I love you..." she whispered to her self.
"I really love you..." she stood up and walked along the hall way to touched the door. It buzzed with exception in her ears, "
I am scared of your love, I am scared!""maan..." the voice shakes with shock. The bright red eyes twinkled with fire. There was pain. "
don't..." she leans her forehead against the wooden door. Breathing heavily. "
please don't. I won't be able to bare anything. You know this is not the truth. It was never the truth. Those words from my lips were never meant to be."A pain touched maans heart. He suppressed his hand against the door. Feeling the heat that was penetrating through. The word still did not disappear from his mind. It would not budge, even after his tries after try, it would not go. The love, a love that he have for his wife, it would never disappear. It's simply the time.
Next morning, the scorching sun touched his burning skin. The feeling brought alive in his body thinking it's geet. But in vain no... It wasn't her.
Maan sat up from the arm chair, feeling his watch which he have forgotten to take it off. 6am.
Maan walks back in to the room, expecting geet to be on the bed. Whole room was covered with her aroma.
"geet..."She snaps open her eyes. It's bright red along with the puffiness. A headache covered her forehead with to much crying.
"I will wait for you in the limo. We have to go home now. You don't have any cloths here." he notified geet. She hated the way he was showing care through anger. Love without words...
She stood up, barely could gather her self. She tips her head, looking at maans top. Smiling uncomfortably.
"I need to change!" she replied with a deep voice. Barely hearable.
"I will wait for you downstairs"The house was filled with gifts, and decoration, everyone was over tired with extra work and most likely sleeping.
Geet flowed maan to there room, she took a cold shower, wondering what will happen now? The restlessness of him being so private with his feeling and not expressive like he used to killed her. She wimped under the shower for hour. It was well hidden with the noise of water from maan.
He wasn't far way, waiting by the door, restless just like her, knowing how depressed she may be feeling. It was rather odd situation, he dreaded. Knowing geet, knowing her childishness, knowing the love she have for him, it would be agony for her to bare his silent.
He knocked, not once but few time. She was getting late for collage. Very late.
"geet, it's 7:45!"He spoke louder then normal to get the attention over the loud shower noise.
"I won't be long!" she replied after 1 minute or so.
Geet's long bare foot took it's step out of the bathroom to the bedroom. The gash of warm smell of his sweet wife's aroma took maans breath way. The restlessness was there, anticipating to here her voice again. To be certain, to make sure she is fine. She is perfectly fine.
"I will quickly fresh up, meantime be ready quick. You have exam!" he walked in to the bathroom. Leaving shocking geet. She looked down, oh yes, it's her exam. How can she forget? It's her exam and ... Geet twists her lips, worriedly looked here and there. Of course it won't help. She is standing at a junction where her husband is truly mad, hurt. How can she possibly think through? Think correctly? Sit in that exam room for 2 hours, ignoring all the nonsense that is happening in her life. She couldn't. Not today. Not ever.
Maan steps out, finding her standing exactly at the same place. It surly have been over 20 minute. "
geet?" he slowly calls her name.
"you will be late!"
Maan uncomfortably smiled and backed way. Walked straight to his cupboard. He stopped in mid air, feeling the warm body of his wife. Her hand brushed passed his and took his shirt out of the cupboard.
He took the shirt without any complain, showed no expression of anger yet not expressive.
"I don't want to go to collage anymore!" she spoke out without giving her sentence a second thought. After few fraction of second when geet realized this sentence might make her husband misunderstand her future, she changed it. "
I mean not today. I have done no revision!""
you had two months to prepare for this exam!" maan did not want to be this cold, but everywhere she was leaving him with no option. He knwe well she was lying. Maan have felt her how she always kept her study in a steady position even between there distraction. He walked out after another 20 minute and expected geet to flow. She did no doubt.
There car was silent, with no words... Only thing that made noise was the roughness of the engine and the noise from the outside traffic. Along with close and opening of the door.
Leaving geet standing by the gate of her collage which looked strange today. She sadly smiled, sadly looked everywhere, then no where. Her heart was still in the limo, with maan while her body here, deserted. Kripa, the nuisance came by. "
you are in khuranas limo? Owo! That's a surprise! And Why??""hmm..." geet mind was so distressed that she even failed to realize, it's her enemy, who openly claimed she have feeling for her husband. Now the question was is she really this dum? Don't she know she is mrs khurana.
"I am mrs khurana. Mrs maan khurana!" geets angry eye looked at her with agony. It took her few second to gather her self that it's kripa, but now. She have time... "
it's GEET MAAN KHURANA!" she proudly claimed. Observing the shocking face of kripa.
Geet slowly walked passed, without another word. Walked to the exam room.
The collage finished early, straight after the exam. Maan wasn't late to pick her up but he did not come out like he used to. Geet walked in, sat at the far corner. Looking at him, it was back to the beginning. Minimal words, minimal touch.
After 30 minutes, geet eventually broke the silent.
"maan...""hmm..." he was rather busy, observing some file. To be honest, he was looking for minimal word as possible. Keeping a distance. Asking her anything will only bring the truth out how she have not anyone about him.
"won't you ask me how was my exam?""
how was your exam?" he questioned.
"won't you take me in your arm?"------------
Edited by FIRESafiReFIRE - 13 years ago
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