The Reconciliation-A Maaneetified SS (Completed) - Page 7

Thanq so much for the PM

Originally posted by: .sireesha.

Thanq so much for the PM

sorry for the delay

Just now read all the 3 parts

wow they are amazing

Loved them

ur an amazing writer

im left speechless

Thanq so much for such wonderfull SS🤗

Epilogue

Two years later

Maan returned home earlier than usual that day with his left arm encased in a sling and a band-aid on his forehead.

"Geeeet!" he groaned loudly in anguish.

Geet, who was busy preparing pakodas for Ishan, ran out of the kitchen in haste, disturbed by the pain evident in his voice. Seeing the state he was in, she rushed to him in concern and holding him supportively, she led him to the sofa. Ishan who was playing with his toys on the sofa jumped down from it and looked at his father curiously, wondering why his papa had his arm in a funny looking white piece of cloth and why was his mama making a fuss over him.

"What happened, Maan? How did you get hurt?"

"Geet. I got into altercation with this big fat man in my office who had fudged the accounts. I tried to restrict it to verbal dual but the guy pushed it to a physical fight. But don't worry. He only managed to twist my arm and inflict a small cut on my forehead but I have knocked down half a dozen of his teeth, rearranged his face and broken three of his ribs. The guy will not be able to get up from bed for another six months."

"You did what?" Geet asked in shock. "How could you, Maan? How could you forget your promise to me and return to your old ways? Will you never ever change?" she asked in exasperation, her eyes filling up quickly and she turned her back to him.

Maan watched her taut back for a couple of minutes and smiling crookedly, he tried to turn her around to him with his right hand. She shrugged off his hand and refused to look at him. He removed his left arm from the sling, ripped off the band-aid on his forehead and turned her around forcibly with both his hands.

Her eyes slowly moved from his forehead to his left arm and widened when she noticed that there was no mark on his face and his arm looked perfectly fine. Looking at her surprised expression he smiled and pointing to the calendar on the wall, he said mischievously, "Geet, check the date on the calendar. What day is it today?"

Geet looked at the calendar in confusion but couldn't catch what he was hinting at.

"April Fool!" he shouted.

It finally dawned on Geet that he was pulling her leg.

"Maan! You were fooling me all along? How mean!" she punched his right shoulder hard.

"Ouch!" Maan moaned. "Who would have guessed this wisp of a girl can throw such solid punches," he said jocularly.

He suddenly felt another punch land on him, this time on his left shoulder. He turned around to see an indignant Ishan staring at him with his hand on his hip.

"Bad Papa," he said furiously, knitting his eyebrows. "Papa make Mama cry. Bad Papa."

Seeing his little son springing up to his wife's defence, Maan burst out laughing. "So the two of you have now teamed up against me? OK, baba. I'll not make your mama cry again. I'll make it up to her with a kiss." He turned around and kissed his wife's cheek. No sooner than he kissed her, did he feel another little punch land on his shoulder. Ishan climbed on his mother's lap and turning her face to him, he hugged her possessively, saying, "My mama. Papa no kiss." He then fell on her and kissed her profusely on both her cheeks.

Both Geet and Maan smiled at their son's possessiveness.

"OK, your papa won't kiss me. I'll kiss him," said Geet teasingly and leaned to kiss Maan's cheek.

This time Ishan pounced on to his father's lap and turned his face away from Geet.

"No. Mama no kiss. Ishan kiss." He then proceeded to cover Maan's cheek with wet kisses.

Maan and Geet laughed at their little son's antics.

Geet pinched her son's cheek and asked fondly. "Ishan won't share his mama and papa with any one?" Ishan shook his head in the negative. "But sonny, you'll be getting a baby sister or brother soon. Would you not let mama kiss the baby?"

Ishan thought for a minute, tapping his forefinger on his chin. "Mmm....Mama kiss Ishan fffusht, " he thumped his little chest. "Mama kiss baby seccund." He put out three fingers.

Geet smiled, nodded her head and kissed his cheek. Maan too absent mindedly smiled but suddenly realised that his wife had just said that they will soon be having another baby.

"Geet! What did you just say? Are we really having another baby, darling?" he asked hopefully.

Seeing her nod her head shyly, he could barely contain his excitement. "When?" he asked, holding her hands in his.

"In about eight months."

Maan put his arms around her and pulling her to him, he kissed her head and then kissed his little son's head, his heart bursting with happiness.

In the next eight months Maan was ever so doting and caring of his pregnant wife, more than making up for not being there the first time she was carrying his child. Finally the day that the Khuranas were eagerly looking forward to arrived and Maan assisted in bringing his bonny, beautiful daughter into this world. Holding her little form in his large arms, he cooed to her lovingly, saying, "Welcome, little Sahana." Geet looked at her husband and her baby with pride.

Just then Ishan who was waiting outside the labour ward with his grandparents came in with them and excitedly asked if he has a baby sister or a baby brother. When he was told he has a baby sister, he jumped up and down in happiness and demanded that he be allowed to carry her. Maan gently tried to dissuade him, saying the baby was too small but he was adamant. Rano finally asked him to sit beside his mother and supporting the baby's wobbly head she laid the baby in his little lap for a minute just to appease him. Ishan's excitement soon vanished when the baby wet his pants. Asking his grandmother to remove the baby immediately, he rushed to the bathroom to clean himself, muttering disgustedly, "Dirty baby", amidst the laughter of his family.

Maan kissed Geet's forehead and thanked her for completing his family, as her parents watched them indulgently.

Veryyyyyyy welll written ss.
I loveeeeeeee it.
I reallly likeeee happy endings.
Thanxxx for the pm.


Fatima

Originally posted by: pickachu

Veryyyyyyy welll written ss.
I loveeeeeeee it.
I reallly likeeee happy endings.
Thanxxx for the pm.


Fatima

Thanks Fatima. I like happy endings too.

wow thats Lovely

Originally posted by: sweet scorpio

too good!...

superb ending!...

Thanks Sweet scorpio

Originally posted by: .sireesha.

wow thats Lovely

Now the family is complete

A very sweet and cute family

Loved little Ishaan's innocent acts

Thanq so much for the PM

Thanq so much for giving us such a sweet FF🤗

Thanks Sireesha. Had as much pleasure repackaging this fic for Maaneet.

Originally posted by: Nupur9

A great happy epilogue to a well thought & composed prose.
The story has interesting perspectives of the writers thought process.
Hence a new fresh mind is always a pleasure to read.
What a good writer can do is take your hand & lead you through the many twist & turns of the story without loosing the attention.
I actually caught it all up in one go, from part IV onwards, & I can honestly say, it made the reading so much more pleasurable since the story had a strong hold on it's theme & essence.
Thanks for writing this, it's hard work as I know.
Glad saw it & could become a part of your beautiful writing.
My best, always
~N~

Thanks Nupur for those encouraging comments. Actually I don't consider this as one of my better works. You are perceptive enough to have noticed the 'hard work' which is true because I had to literally labour to complete it and which is why I was not too happy with this one. I personally feel that a good writer should appear effortless to the reader. That happens when your thoughts flow into words seamlessly. Except for Part 3 and the Epilogue, the rest of the parts did not flow automatically for me. This was the last full fledged fic I wrote on Michi which I repackaged for Maaneet after toning down the boring Part V.3 a bit. If you have time, please read my one shot titled "The Break up" (I had sent you the link). I think that was a better work.