~MAHSOOS~ THREAD 8 (not pg 153) - Page 39

nearly there with mahsoos :)

Maan felt a faint smile on geets cheek, the dimple almost took his breath way when geet slowly drifted in to sleep on his arm. The dance floor looked deserted to maan. He felt geet's frozen body on him. A tingle ran through his heart, a fear clearly became visible on his emotionless face. 'geet' maan managed to whisper out. They still stood in middle of the dance floor, in middle of there dance. His heart beat skipped without any reason or dilemma, his heart cried.

Maan could sense how everyone was rushing towards them, rushing as if something serious have taken place, but he did not let go of his geet. She is his eyes to seek, to love.


Maan sat outside of the hospital room, covering his face in fear, in pain of loosing geet. In those moment, his life looked almost incomplete, a fear killed him within. His thumping heart showed no sign of calmness, while his senseless body only wanted to know how is his geet. He have never loved anyone, as much as he loves geet. She showed him the light in the darkness, god can't be that cruel to do something to his geet.

Dr walked out, mostly all the khurana was there, the doctor looked at maan, who was facing somewhere els.
'mrs khurana would like to see you' she smiled which was missed by maans other sense. He slowly spines around, touching the door Handel, entering the room then locking it behind him.
'bed is in middle of the room' geet whispered as her body laid silently on the bed.

Maans heart beat rose with each step, agitation to feel her soft skin, to assure him self she is fine, safe. He flowed geets sweet voice, when eventually his hard strong hand found geets. She touched his hand and with little force pulled him forward as he came and sat on the bed, lined with her stomach.
'what happen?' he whispered. Geet could not bare to see the worry, pain on his face. She slowly sat up, cupping maans face.

Maan gently slides his hand on her waist, supporting. 'what happen?'
'it's nothing serious, it's something good'
'there is nothing good about you fainting! There must be something.' maan replied back with little anger in his voice.
Geet worriedly looked at her husband innocent, she worried about his worry.
'you are becoming a dad maan' geet dipped her head, trying to flow his restless eyes. 'I am becoming a mom maan' she worriedly looked for his slight difference in his facial reaction.

Maan's heart skipped several beats then it increased in a bullet speed. Without any hesitation his breathing increased, a surprised covered his gloomy face and looked up at geet. Wish he could see...
'papa?'

Geet nodes slowly. Maan slides his hand back, letting get rest slowly on the bed. He brought his hand back, gliding slowly over the silk to the top of her belly. A warm feeling engulfed him instantly, current passed through his vain & he was speechless. His throbbing lips wanted to say what it felt like. There was no image for a baby in maans head, nor there will ever be one until there baby is born. There baby, his baby. Could it be real? Maan questioned him self. To make sure, he Gently stroked his wife's tummy again. The thumb played along her abdomen, while another stroked the waist. Feeling the stomach. He have kissed this part many times, his long bonny finger knew the line with deep details, then, today, now it felt new. He have never felt how a slim shivering stomach could hold there Tiney life. Maan slowly bends down with little peak over geets abdomen. Her gliding Hand amongst his hair gave another comforting feeling, inviting him to feel there soul. There love. This warmth was different, he would not use any words to it. There are no words. Maan pushed his body up, with no words. Stroking his sharp nose on geets silk then to the holo of her collar bone, placing his wet lips to show how happy and arouse he was. Gliding over geets soft chine to the warm lips, slowly engulfed geet with his kiss. She willingly gave in. Geets long finger stroked maan's neck, messaging as he deepens his kiss without a question. His hand came down like a feather, still feeling her stomach, there life. He sucked her lips with love until it was enough to express there happiness. Nothing was enough to feel the warm fetus in geets stomach, maybe he couldn't touch but the warm feeling inside, the thought, that's enough... 'I can't explain what I feel like at the moment' he whispered against geets lips. 'don't... It's a Tiny life inside us' geet whispeared back. There soul felt complete, almost nothing couldn't be explained. 'how do you feel maan?'

It could take limitless time to explain the beauty of the feeling of being complete. His heart whispered millions of wish in that small second when geets mouth open to wish the happiness in his life. It only took matter of second to make this blind man realize, life is full of surprise. His heart could not control the news let alone did express the happiness of becoming a father. The soft skin that he was touching over and over again, it passed millions of butterfly in his stomach. It was hard to get his head around the believe of becoming father, but it wasn't impossible. The feeling, how could he describe? The moment is far better then when he first started to feel the world with his finger, far better then when he learned to walk alone amongst the busy road, far better then recognizing someone's voice only after listening once. How his child going to be like? Will he play until the scorching sun refuse to shine the blue sky above or he would here there voice, change from one year to another, or feel how a small body will slowly grow in his palm... Maan slowly touched geets stomach. He could already imagine there little life growing. He wasn't sure what a bump would look like, but the feeling of geets stomach under his hand, telling him the little life have started to progress. He wanted feel when those small finger forms from nothing, his Tiny leg from scratch, the formation of his child little nose, the small lips, sealed with protected layer in geets protective womb. He could not see them, but feel. He only knew this with words. Maan's eyes forgot to imagine.
'I can't imagine the small life inside you... I only can feel'
'what do you feel maan?'
Maan took geets hand, printing his finger on them. 'how his finger will form out of the bloom...' he spoke in a quit voice. Only geets ears to listen. She sat up, resting her self in maans arm.
'like yours...'
'no, like yours. Tall thin fingers like baby's mom...'
'then?'
'babys nose...' maan took his thumb, stroked back against her cheek then to her nose... 'just like yours' he smiled at geets dimple.
'baby's lips, just like papa' she assured. Confident as she finally held maan tight in her embrace, exchanging there warmth. She just couldn't explain the thought what a big news they have discovered. The blackness of there love was giving. Color, feeling there world.
'his ears will be like yours...' geet took maans hand then helped him to glide over his ears, 'soft, hard, sweet... You don't need to feel how our baby will form... It's part of us maan... It's our baby who will look like us' geet assured.
Million dollar smile covered maans face. Geet suppressed her lips to take his breath way.

Every word of geet's was true, he did not require to feel anything of there baby yet, because it's them. A mirror image of them self.

loved it:)

Awesooome.
Fab.
Superb.
Loved it to d core.

Don't end it so soon :-(

😃Where have you been sooo happy u updated and what an update...beautifully written about Maans emotions on becoming a dad hai amazing...u finishing this FF????

Originally posted by: RaDMG25

😃Where have you been sooo happy u updated and what an update...beautifully written about Maans emotions on becoming a dad hai amazing...u finishing this FF????

What is next lol

Awesome update ... loved it,
Maan nd Geet's baby, ... wow, 🥳.