Dhundlae aks 
PART 185
She looked up at him, looking into his eyes, he cutely lifted his brows questioning.. she blinked her lashes shaking her head. He chuckled, in relief seeing her so contented. Truly in all sense she was.. he didn't shy away accepting her infront of his new world, actually he never did, he so openly asked yash yes today. She had that cute little thanku session with her babaji, as he swirl her around with music & tucked her in his arms again with the music.
It was so easy for them to lose track of every thing in each others arms. But both were always conscious of people watching them, their moves & action would never cross limits, but their hearts would have, beyond their own imagination beating just for one another, like one taking a lead from another. As the music changed, they had to move out of their embrace & dance in different steps. It was like they were forced to pull apart.. both of them chuckled for a brief moment starring at each other..before actually sinking into the next move. There sweet little mahi moment was disturbed when Preeti asked Geet if she could dance with him.
Geets expression was worth watching, her eyes glared at Maan like she would eat him alive. He had one of that very unknown innocent puppy look not sure wat exactly did he do wrong here. His this look usually just melts his misti but not here, she was pissed off, she just hated his silence there. She gave an irritated look to Preeti before stepping out.
Maan felt little odd abt her leaving him alone like this. He didn't like it actually.. not sure why though!! Preeti took full advantage of the situation & danced with Maan, who was totally puzzled. He was not liking something suddenly.
Preeti had a little victorious grin on her face. Akriti was taken a back at her audacity. In fact every one in the party was bit taken a back. Maan was known to be soft, decent & humble. All they knew abt his Geet was through his little spoken words on the first day & few through his actions. Probably thats why Preeti never got a chance to talk to him in any other way. He was very straight frwd. Every one had their things to talk & comment, but Maan only spoke abt work & would cutely blush if spoken abt Geet to him. His silly acts of drooling over misitimia was something he couldn't control & he didn't know others did notice.
Every one was bit scared, they were sure this could lead to a fight between the sweet couple.
Preeti tried to get his attention ' looks like ur wife is jealous
Maan snapped out his thoughts & looked at Geet. She was cutely sipping her drink totally ignoring him. How ever calm she looked from outside to him, deep in she was fighting a war.. a blood rage to control herself from scratching the beautiful face of that b****. She tried so hard to keep it buried under deep fathom, yet it flared like phoenix especially in her anger filled glares at him.
Preeti was trying her best to get his attention ' kya huwa?
Maan was disappointed with mistimia not looking at him ' she is not jealous he said with broken heart
preeti ' koi bhi biwi hogi.. she added some spice in her tone
Maan murmured biwi mane tab na!!
preeti couldn't follow anything ' sorry she questioned
Maan straighten himself ' I mean she is not the one who will sulk in jealousy
ironically she was
Maan shook his head when he saw another of his colleagues reaching his misti to ask her to dance with with him, he remembered how she reacted in the amusement park enjoying herself with other guys.. & the how he literally felt himself burning inside.
He excused himself before anyone could reach his misti
preeti grinned a sadist types.. !!!
Maan ' she is not the sulking types.. she will burn me alive
he made all kind of faces, standing next to mistimia not giving a chance to anyone. She was cutely happy he came back so early but 100 ..1000 times irritated that he danced with her. Both of them passed each other irritated glances, with irritation sunk in their hearts prickingly, only paining them. At the surface either remained calm & pleasant. Their drive back to KM was quiet actually a cold war. When they reached home.. she slammed the door at his face walking into the room. He was furious opening opening the door
naraz tho mujhe tumpe hone chahiyen
she shot an flared gaze back at him
tum mujhe chod ke kyun gayen dance floor main, u don't care abt me he screamed
she looked at him in shock.. wat was he even saying
kitna irritating tha uske saath dance karna.. he said it with a disgusting face
Oh!! really she mocked
he pouted cutely unaware himself why he felt so uncomfortable abt a dance.. after all it was just a dance
aap ko kabse problem hone lagi kisi ke saat dance karne main
taunting him clearly of his ras lila so many times
jab se... he was blank..jab se!!! he took a deep breath aab se!!! he came back with his attitude
itni problem thi tho why didn't u refuse her at the first place.
it would have looked so odd he really meant it
agar tum mujhe chod ke nahi jaathi tho, all this would have not happened
main kaisen ..she looked away trying to hide the envy wrapped eyes.
Jaisen main tumhe kisi ke saath nahi jaane detha, he sounded like he was doing a big fav to her
kyun gayen tum mujhe chodke, he shook her .. it was all so nice & u ruined everything
haan main hi sab ruin karthi hoon.. chado mujhe nahi baat karni aap se.. I am very tired, I am going to sleepshe just crashes on the bed, hating herself to have left & him for not stopping her.. & finally blaming her like always.
He came & snuggled next to her.. mujhe bhi
she pouted..shaking her shoulder
he cutely pulled her in his embrace.. I am also tired
javoo aur dance karlo uske saath she cribbed
dehka u really don't care abt my feelings
she got really pissed ' wat feeling? She sat back up determined to know the truth. he snuggled into her lap ' my uncomfortable feeling, tumhe tho kuch faraq hi nahi padtha
jaisen aap ko bahut faraq padtha hain
haan bahut, I feel so irritated when I see anyone even near u & u just left me near her wo bhi aklen.
She was so suffocated with that jealousy feeling inside, he was so easily able to put it in words indirectly he is jealous, possessive..but she was not even able to express her jealousy rightly or is that he just doesn't see wat she feels. She pushed him off her lap & laid back angrily cutely pouting to babaji. Maan hugged her from behind & laid next to her.. babaji iski baat nahi sunna, she doesn't care for me.
Umm.. she cried..
he kissed the back of her head before dossing off.
She hated herself being reminded of that stupid girl.. how she was drooling over her puchki.. for once she had no doubt he is only hers.
Precap
Maan lost in his success!!!
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