Break Away_Maaneet FF_UPDATES HELD TILL MARCH - Page 11

reading their love moments in the past was very painful...

Geet is no more...

what happened with her...

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Break Away

Part 3

Aaa...everyone screamed on top of their voice...making maan hold his ears...

What is this do you have any manners to call your elder like this...haan...what is this aaiieee haan...Maan made a super angry look

Whattt...a girl exclainmed
weirdo...another boy claimed, knotting his eyebrows

when a came from behind...
That's A...mark it A

He turns and looks down just to chock his breath beneath...a word, just a word came out from his mouth...Geet...His Geet...

A 5 year old Barbie doll was clad in pink loose tops with denim knickers and a cute denim hap on head...the lacy belt and the ankle high shoes were giving her an extremely cute look BUT not to forget her Tom Boyish image she gave in front, holding her hands on his hips followed by tapping of her shoes and that frowzy baby anger on her face...aoww so cute...he thought

Her red apple cheeks to, her hassle duo shaped eyes, the those cute small ears, that milky white skin, that cute pouting lips, everything...just everything reminds him of his heart...HIS GEET

She is a small Geet instead...he exclaimed...

But her thought flight came to an end when that little angel came and swayed her hands in front of him...hello you listening or not...

He came out of his trance but became angry at her response he wanted her to call him something, something he wished but something he himself dint knew...

She gestures him to come down with hands...and he rolls his eyes and sat on his knees to her length with a baby frown...

You gonna give me my ball or you want fight...she asked straight forward the anger, the attitude, the power in her cute voice was just like him, he chuckles at the thought

Ohkiz so you want fight come lets fight then...saying so she goes back making a fist of her tinny tinny small hands...jumping on his position making Maan laugh at her antics

He gets up and looks at her making weird faces...The Maan Singh Khurana whom entire world fears is suppose to fight with a girl and that to for a basket ball...ahh it a brake man...the mere thought was enough to increase his anger...

He came to her and silently held her in her arms cocooning in his embrace pulling her high give above near his heart, while she continued wriggling in his embrace to get down and then slowly lost his track when she saw his eyes those beautiful dark eyes had something, something in them that was enough to stop him in her track...she gets drowned in those silky soft eyes,

What's your name...he almost whispered

A...Ahana...Aahana Singh Khurana...the girl answered proudly as if she knew what worth her name holds...

The morning was on high and the serene and the most beautiful scene this sun was witnessing was never the less...there naked bodies fused with each other under the silk white duvet...his hands locked with her...she cuddles closer to him seeking his warmth...it was the very first morning next to their wedding, there first morning in each other's arms...the morning both wanted to live since they met back in collage...

The sun was high and disturbing her sleep, he knew the night was wild, he chuckles at the memories of their first night and pulls her closer hiding her face in his chest and again gets lost in her angelic face shinning more than the bright sun out...

A smile crept his face when he saw her frown in her sleep...like always she must be having some dream...and tucked her loose hair stand behind her hairs and caressed her silky soft cheeks in the back of his palm...his other hand started making patterns down her bally making her moan his name in sleep...

He chuckles at his effect on her and decided to tease her a little more...he came close to her face and kissed sweetly on her supple swollen lips slowly just to provoke her...but his breath chocked when she responded the kiss, encircling her hands round his neck...the slow hot kiss turned into a deep passionate once...thy nibbled and sucked each other...she captures his upper lip while he commanded her lower petal...the chew his lips in urgency and he bits her making her gasp and taking an advantage enters her mouth ignoring her frowny face...he treasure her each hidden crevices and cracks finding the sweet honey nectar...enjoying the bliss of heaven...he twirls her tongue with his making it dance with her...there long never ending passion came to an end when he sensed her breathing hard...he shook his head and pulls out keeping his forehead on her getting onto his breath...while she just took deep breath inhaling enough oxygen for her lungs

Why don't you say anything...he asked with closed eyes

When am all yours then what right I have to stop you...she said smiling and opened her eyes fluttering her eyelashes

You know...you mad...

Yap madly in love with you...she smiles flaunting her dimples

Achaa ji...he said and tickles her making her go crazy laughing...

Maan stop...please

When you so ticklish how am I suppose to stop...he askes...

Maan dint stopped but tickled her mare making her laughs drown in him forever...

Maan...am not able to breathe please Jaan...

This word always had a magic to make him do whatever she wants...he stops and takes her on top of him cuddling her closer in his embrace...

Aahana...he said out of blue...

Hain...she made a weird face raising her eyebrow...She pulls her face to look into his face and said...

Geet I want to keep our baby's name as Ahana...I wanna remember this first sunshine of our new life forever...so Ahana...the first sunshine...

Ahana...she wisheperd and kissed his cheeks chucking

If we had a baby boy then Ahana wont suit...

Acha ji...he made a thoughtful face to which she gave full smile...

Then you keep him a name you like...Maan said and kissed her forehead

Ooyeee where you always get lost...you have this habit to dream with open eyes or is it some special occasion today...

That word hit him hard and he gets out of his dreamland...to witness an extremely angry face...for a while he shivered with it but the other moment he came to his senses and the reality what occasion today is...she lost his life today...

Making his deep eyes goes blank dark again...and he keeps her back to ground making her stand on her feet...he was about to turn and go when the girl again pulls his coat corner and made him turn to her...he twirls and looks down to him she was still angry not willing to accept her defeat

He rolls his eyes and asks...now what...???

My basket ball...she said with an extremely annoyed tone

He looks at his hands and then little girl...and made his mind...forget it, first go learn manners then come back to me...he again twirls round but this time she came in front and puts her tinny hands in front of him to gesture not to move ahead

Basket ball...

No...

Basket ball...

No...

Basket ball...

Forget it...he starts moving ahead but she catches his hand and made him stop his track...

This touch...he recognizes it...this touch how was he able to forget it...how...but how is it even possible she have the same touch...the touch only his Mishty possessed how is he able to feel that touch...

He twirls round and looks into her eyes deep...she had something...something he knew...something...she is upto something for sure...OMG what is she upto now...he thought and a sudden fear ran down

The same spark, the same mischief, the same naughtiness in her eyes that sometime in his beautiful life always lead him into some or the other trouble

He looked at her to find something but as soon as she clutched his hand in hers with that sweet smile his tension vanished and a smile lingered on his face...

She brought his hand close to her lips with the sparkling eyes and sweetly smiles at him and bits it hard...

Aaahhh...he wince in pain shaking his hand trying to sooth his pain but the teeth marks on his wrist left a watch mark on his wrist...

His grip over the ball losens and the ball jurks down from his hand falling on the ground...she caught the ball and made her thumbs down for him...showing her tongue out

He looked at her in rage and anger...

You...gosh...see what have you done...may be that's what you mother have told you to...and about your father...I pity what kind of kid he have...he said in sheer anger

His voice was so loud voice that she shivered with the intensity of his pitch, welling her eyes up she looks at him with teary eyes...some tears escaped from her tinny eyes flickering down her thicklashes drenching her red apple cheeks...

The tear left him mum...the same feeling the same emotions the same suffocation he felt in those tears...when he saw the tears in those hazels where his life revolves...not just then even now

His breath chocked and his throat felt a lump in it...the tears of this tinny doll took his breath away he imidiatly runs to her and pulls her up in her arms cocooning her in him soothing her rubbing her back

sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry

Your voice was too high you know...he closed his eyes fling miserable to raise his voice

Am sorry baby I won't do it again promise but don't cry na...see you look beautiful smiling then why do you cry baby...Please...

I don't like you...she cried even louder

Another boy from her group ran round to call someone watching her cry

You made A' cry...A' hates you...you scared me...

Maan was astonished to hear it the authoritive voice of her, the voice she was commanding a few minutes ago was chocking with the fear engulfed in her but the tight clutch of her hand round his neck was telling her belongingness to him...

i won't do it again...

Pakka wala promise...within her sobs

Pakka wala...she clunges more to him still crying

A don't have papa...

That left him mum...he felt some sharp knife pierced his heart slitting his heart into several small pieces...burning it into pieces...

But his hands and his heart felt empty when a lady came and took her away from him engulfing her to herself, protecting her to herself...she clutched her tight into herself when rain started to pour more freely and she cocooned her more to herself...

Bacha see, mumma's here...

This voice...he recognize it...this voice it can be her, only her...no one else...he can never fail to recognize this voice...but how...demit she is her...

Now stop crying and look nothing will happen now no one can scold my princess

Stop crying Aahana

The thundering heart was giving competition to the loud roaring nature when a lightning in cloudy misty night...piercing the thick dark clouds giving a luminous effect which made him able to see a site which stop his heart to beat further...

Geet...he whispered...

Precap: his mind wobbles and was about to faint when two soft hands creeps round her back and engulf him in her embrace

Movies always tell heroin feeling dizzy and hero engulf her but here why it's ulta pulta going

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