MAHSOOS- (M & G) THREAD 6 - Page 10

Standing at the far corner of this great big hall, surrounded by people, who have ability to take any one out of there boredom, then why maan felt so lonely? There was noise, so much noise that he was having hard time to concentrate to locate his wife. Payel, bangle, and god knows what els this girls were. Suddenly he felt a touch, a warm touch, slowly it slides the long bony finger around his strong bicep. Maan was told to double make sure geet eats something. For a brief moment he thought the warm hold was geets but clearly it did not feel the same. He slips way. "excuse me?" he backs way little, creating mini gap. Or rather safe distance.
"hi maan!"
"umm..." maan murmured, rather confused.
"it's kripa!"
"umm..." to be honest, maan never really spoke to her. It's surprising that she have the gut to twist her hand around his arm. "hi.."
"how are you?"
"good thanks. Excus me"
Vicky came along. "bro, where is bhabi? I still haven't seen her anywhere near the kitchen. She really needs to eat." vicky suggested. He looked at maan then Kripa who looked familiar. "have I seen you before?" vicky wondered.
"probably!" kripa replied. Maan started to concentrate little on them and more on the environment, maybe he will be lucky enough to here her voice.
"I will be back!" maan slowly nudges vickya hand off. Twists his body. He had a feeling geet will back in there room. The party is almost over, what exactly she will do here.

Maans hand slowly touched the mettle railing of the stair. Letting the cold sink in. Avantika came along, again reminding him that geet still have not touched any food.

He walked along the stair. He wont lye that standing by that door, listening to geet saying how she feel in love was enough to sooth his irritating heart. Yes she is ashamed but feeling, he wanted another experience of his wife's love that felt very strong. One of maans bua hands a plate full of food.

Maan stood outside of there room, one hand holding the plate while another the door Handel. A small twist was enough to open the door. The room is filled with lavender and geets perfume, a beautiful smell to his nose.
"geet..." he slowly murmurs. The stone face faced from one direction to another. The middle door between there bedroom to his office that leads from the balcony was wide open. The Chile wind gave it way. He left the food on the glass coffee table in front of the leather sofa. He stood up straight, rolled the long White sleeve just below his bicep. And walked to other room.

She sat there in her deep thought. Looking down below at the lighting of the weeding house. Some walking and waving goodbye to both dev and ridima while few just chatting along.

"geet?" maan calls. Rather in calm manner yet there was lack of emotion. She turns around under the clear sky. The star twinkled above along with her face to see maan. Her heart was at dilemma, was she looking at her maan or it's simply it's the illusion. She have been standing here, imagining how maan would have gathered her petite body in his embrace. And the feeling of this cool air, closing there eyes. Geet would explain how she felt at this point but...

"au,". No word perhaps would have fit in now.

"you did not eat anything..." maan wondered. He slowly slips his hand between her and walked back to there bedroom. Maan never had the chance to feed anyone, it always have been his wife feeding him. He took a spoon full of rice, and held it in front of geet.

He was hoping the spoon was at the correct place. "I am blind, you have to come forward and eat." the hard face of maan almost made geet giggle in her pain. She comes forward and takes the small spoon in her mouth. She did not remove her eyes from his, rather smiling. Why she had this feeling he was easing with time. He took another spoonful.
"did you eat?"
Maan did not answer. He rather stay quit and concentrate how and when exactly he should take another spoon full to feed her. Hoping it will become handy in future.
She holds his hand firmly and then takes the pleasure to feed him to. She knew well, no matter how angry he may be, maan will always love her immensely.
"I met allot of people today!" she tried to start a conversation. "and I met this twin, is a distance cousin of your." a tear crawled down of her eyes, seeing him with no reaction at all. "and- and-"
Maan could guse she is having problem to speak and was in verge of breaking down... He drops the plate to the side and quickly brings her to his embrace. After almost 2 days he had this chance to be so close, to feel her in his warmth.
"shh! Shh..."
His one hand pated her back while another stroked her hair. If he could he would almost hide her in his embrace and never to let go. The small pounding heart of geets was sending chill down his body. He simply me replied again "shh... Shh..."
"and-" geet tried again. She held her self close to his heart. After so long he hard the pounding heart. After so long she inhaled his aroma. "I love you... I really love you. - I"
"I love you to... Now shh..."

Geet feel sleep in his embrace. She did not even consider freeing him even for a second.

Maan picks geet up, undressing her from the heavy cloths and replaced it back with her one usal nightdress.

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