TUG Sn2 Intezaar completed. thank you pg 69 - Page 15

please update the next part as soon as possible. its been a long while. waiting for it.

Originally posted by: crazydream

<font size="5"> Beautiful update.

Read all d updates at one go.
Must say its amazing

Geet being saved by Maan.
Their relation is building up but
Very slowly. Geet's insecurity also
Growing which is bad.

Uff the wicked Samira. Hate her.

Pls don't make Maaneet separate
At the end. I want Maaneet together.
Pls its a request.
I liked the storyline very much.


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hey thanku for liking this storybut sorry yaar... All the seasons of unlucky girl will hav sad endings but with a new begining.
pls try reading and tell me how u liked it.

Originally posted by: ar_art

hey thanku for liking this storybut sorry yaar... All the seasons of unlucky girl will hav sad endings but with a new begining.
pls try reading and tell me how u liked it.

Hv already commented. Its beautifully written with all d characters nicely woven into d story.

Waiting for update.

Originally posted by: crazydream

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WEN R WE GETTING THE NEXT UPDATE ????

PLS UPDATE SOON.

AUR INTEZAAR NAHI HOTA ...</font>

Yaar typing fin dear bas edit karna hai
Then will give on Fri promise

Originally posted by: ar_art

Yaar typing fin dear bas edit karna hai
Then will give on Fri promise

Ok.
Will. Surely wait.

Ring... Tring... The mobile rang... And the phone got connected...

Hello honey?? Came the voice...

Lets meet today... wear something sexy sweetheart...

I'm so damn horny... said the voice..

Hey babe.. why aren't you talking???

Hello??? Hello??? And then the phone got cut...

Dev held the phone.. he looking shocked was defenetly an understatemen,t looking at his condition... his body shook... was it in anger or disgust.. no one knew.. he threw the phone on the bed and left the room.. he needed to calm down...

Hello??? Samira called after coming out of the wash room...

...

I don't know yaar. I dint pick up the phone. Aur kitni bar I have to tell you.. don't call me... it is not safe... if you want me... you need to have patience.. she said in a really sexy voice...

...

Yes.. I'm starting.. will see you in another 1 hour... be ready... I so need you... saying she cut the call... she smirked as she placed the phone in her clutch.. and then left the house... Dev saw her from the balcony leaving... he dint know what to do.. He just quietly followed her... praying... that what he heard and thought was not true...

Hey Rohan... saying Samira hugged a guy.. he was abt 6 feet tall... great body... and of course good money...

Hey babe... I thought you'd wear something sexy... but yaar.. wat a bore.. he said looking at her from top to bottom...

Bore huh???? Why don't you come inside.. and check properly... she said with a flirty smile...

Oh..ha... dying dear... he said kissing her cheek... both went inside the room, hand in hand... the receptionist gave a cheap look at them... as they turned to leave... Dev was standing behind the pillar... he heard their cheap talks... and the room no too.. He ran up the stairs and was waiting at the 6^th floor for these two..

Samira and Rohan came out of the elevator, eating each other's faces. He felt like puking looking at them. They pulled and pushed each other as they stumbled towards the room... Rohan opened the door with impatience and both entered not even checking if the door was closed properly... Dev placed his kerchief near the lock and so the door dint close.. These two were so busy to notice anything...

So.. Rohan... lets do one thing... Samira said, as she stood in a white satin shirt without wearing anything inside... she looked hot and Rohan was melting looking at her...

What is it???

Lets do role play... she suggested with a smirk...

Huh?? What role shd I play then???? May be your husband... he laughed...

Shut up dude... she frowned at him play Maan's role she said as she crawled on the bed towards him...

Maan... like in Maan Singh Kurrana... your jeth???? He asked her shocked...

Yes... him.. the hot, handsome, rich stud... she said as she opened his pant's button... Rohan thought for a min... he dint mind... as long as he got her. He dint care who he had to become...

Ok.. he said..

So I'll call you Maan.. and you call me anything... done...?? She asked removing the pants and in inners...

Hmm... was all he could manage...

Dev stood rooted... he dint want to see all this, and on top of that, what he heard till now was unbelievably disgusting. He dint understand what to think or take this as... he stood hearing... as he dint know what else he shd do...

The next 2 hours.. Samira and Rohan had sex... and she was wild.. She moaned Maan's name so loud that anyone would think it was Maan in there and not Rohan... Dev left after few minutes of their start. He couldn't take this... he belonged to a rich house... but he had never faced such cheap people... shattered, he left not knowing what to do to solve this...

Geet... Maan called as he searched for his wife. He looked at the time and it was 5 in the morning... yeh sothi nahi hai kya??? He wondered as he got up from the bed. He walked down the stairs.. Looking for her. He was about to pass the waiting room when he saw a flash of pink, He stopped and noticed Geet standing with a small diary, from which she was reading something. He kept looked on as she murmured something, then she closed her eyes, as though remembering something and then she wrote it down in her diary and then smiled. He kept on admiring her as she continued this for the next half hour. He then saw her take the diary with her out of the room and carefully hide it under the diwan of the waiting room. He smiled at her thought. He would now definitely read it. He wondered what it was. He left the room and called her for coffee.

For the next one hour he made sure she was busy. He sneaked into this room and took out the diary. He hid it under his shirt and took it inside his study. There he opened the book and his breath stuck as he read the wording written

preet ki lath mohe aaisi laagi
ho gayi main matwaali
bal bal jaaun apane piya ko
he main jaaun vaari vaari
mohe sudh budh naa rahi tan mann ki
yeh toh jaane duniya saari
bebas aur laachar phiru main
haari main dil haari - 2
tere naam se jee loon - 2
tere naam se marr jaaun - 2
teri jaan ke sadke mein kuchh aaisa kar jaaun
tune kya kar dala marr gayi main mitt gayi main
ho ji ha ji ho gayi main
teri deewani deewani- 2
tune kya kar dala marr gayi main mitt gayi main
ho ji ha ji ho gayi main
teri deewani deewani -

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Those were the most beautiful lines he had ever read. One of these days he thought to himself... he would make her read them to him. May be then he would be able to grasp the emotion that she felt. He closed the diary, refusing himself to read more. He decided that he would enjoy it more if Geet would read it to him in her delicious voice, and that day would come very soon. Smiling he went back and placed the diary in its original place and moved out of the room. Geet came into their bedroom flashing her pretty smile as always. She hummed as she placed his coffee and skipped around clearing the already clean room. Maan dint know what was happening to him. He was in a different world all together. Time seems to work in a different manner when Geet comes infront of him. All he wants to do is spent all his time listening to that melodious sound of her payal and bagals that seemed to talk more than her ...

Geet placed the flower basket in the pooja ghar and then entered the kitchen... she did this for the past one week... yes..one whole week had passed since they have come here... she did talk to dadi... and sometimes to Dev Veerji if he was around.. but that is all.. she still felt sorry for her devar... Geet never thought abt Samira.. for her... If some one doesn't like you.. make sure you don't show your face.. for them to dislike you more.. that is how she felt abt Samira...her relationship with Maan had also changed.. she was feeling comfortable with him.. she smiled remembering their moments... He was caring... and humble... she loved the smile that decorated his face... thought he dint talk too much, but still his eyes did the talking for him... his heart beats.. would talk to her at night... She blushed as she remembered how everyday she got up and found herself sleeping on his chest... She looked forward for the way his eyes would glitter when she would prepare food for him.. how he would look back after getting into the car... to see if she was there.. how he would carry her.. if she feel asleep waiting for him at night... she then realized that after the first day, Maan never came late.. he always informed her where he was and when he will be home... Maan always came home by 7... And then their silence would talk... slowly... and their hearts would beat.. calling each other.. but none had the courage to take the first step...

Geet... Aaj me ghar jaldi a jaonga... Maan said as he sat down for breakfast...

Hum party ke liye ja rahe hai... he continued as he tasted another new dish she had prepared for him.. from the firangi book... as she calls them...

Hmmm... Geet... isme.. itni mirchi nahi dalthe.. he told her looking into her eyes... the excitement left... and was now replaced by sadness...

But.. taste accha hai.. he added.. hating himself of doing this... it was good like this also.. but he has never tired Pasta with green chilly... that too in this abundance...

Wo.. mene taste kiya... par laga ki phika hai.. isliye... she said... getting sad and mentally killing herself for cooking like this him

Chodo na.. I like it... he said with a smile as he stuffed the whole plate of the given pasta along with the one which was there in the pan...

Geet was happy that he liked it.. but got a bit angry that he ate the whole thing without giving her... she made faces as she looked up cribbing to her Babaji... Maan looked at her... and smiled... he knew if she had eaten this, she would spend the whole day cribbing to her Babaji and scolding herself... so he had to safe Babaji from her he thought as he smiled...at his child woman...

Ramu kaka.. meri biwi keliye.. gobhi ka parata banana... he yelled to his cook cum cleaner cum caretaker... Ramu kaka was a 45 year old caretaker of the home.. he and his wife Simran took care of this property till now... Maan had made it clear to him that he had to help Geet and will disappear at night and when he is at home... though Maan had told it in a different sense, Ramu kaka had blushed thinking of all naughty things...

Ji baba.. saying he entered the kitchen to start cooking.. Geet looked confused at Maan...

Maan ji.. me banuongi na...

Accha.. kya banaoge??? He asked glaring at her..

Wo... kuch bhi..

Oh... jaise ki parso.. juice ke bahane kuch nahi kaya usi tara na??? he asked her.. looking really angry...

Geet gulped.. he looked terrifying.. but in her heart.. she really loved it.. no one in her family except for Badi ma and Raji has taken care of her like this... She smiled as her eyes filled with the memory for her badi ma...

Geet.. I'm sorry.. me dantna nahi chahta ta.. wo.. mujhe na.. gussa bohot ata hai.. he said.. cupping her face...

Nahi nahi Maan ji.. wo.. hume.. ese hi... hum apse khafa nahi hai... she said.. as he wiped her tears...

Accha??? Mujhe nahi bataoge??? He asked her in his husky voice.. making her look into his eyes... those eyes.. which spoke to her.. that language which she understood so well...

Wo... mujhe badi ma ki yadh a rahi hai.. iss liye.. unse bath bhi nahi ho payi.. she said looking a bit uncomfortable..

Call kyu nahi kiya?? He asked then he realized... oh.. ok.. hum aaj KM jayenge.. dadi ke pas shayad tumhe teek lagega... he smiled telling her..

Par.. party ka kya hoga???

Nahi jayenge... chodo.. kisi aur din... jayenge.. teek hai.. ab.. uto.. aur.. he took a deep breath... khusboo se lagta hai parate bhi ready hai.. so cha lo..

Nahi.. wo.. hum party me jaenge... Pls.. she dint want him to not go cos of her.. she knew this was imp as dadi had once told her that he never attended parties unless it is very important..

Me ne kya kaha.. aaj hum dadi...but was stopped..

Nahi.. hum dono party me jayenge... aur han.. kya kahte hai aap..hmmm han.. end of discussions... saying she turned around getting up.. she flipped her hair behind and walked into the kitchen... Maan was first shocked but then smiled seeing his kitten become a tigress.. he got up and left to office bidding his wife bye for the day...

Evening came and Geet was ready in a beautiful but simple sari... she looked gorgeous and Maan couldn't take his eyes off her throughout the party... he held her by her waist and led her everywhere... he made sure he was with her always... as he knew how people in their so called high class could be... he had seen the jealousy in the eyes of the women and the lust in the men.. though he knew non would have that much courage to meddle with MSK's wife.. but still he dint want to take chances...

Geet dint touch the food in the party.. she managed by drinking juices... the food was too firangi for her simple self... and seeing those food, she lost her appitite...

Geet chalo.. chalte hai.. Maan told her...

Kya??? Itni jaldi... said another guest who was very near by...

Oh Mr Mehra.. ji.. we want to leave.. it is getting late.. Maan said.. but he glared at the man who was evesdropping on their conversation..

Maan ji.. thoda reh jate hai.. she said looking around

No.. lets go.. saying he pulled her gently out...

Par aapne khana nahi kaya...

Tho.. tumne bhi nahi khaya..

Wo.. mujhe book nahi thi.. she lied..

Accha.. bura hua.. he said as he stopped the car near a dabha...

Sirf me kha ta hu... tum dekhna.. he said with a straight smile.. as he led her into the place...the people looked at Maaneet in awe... as they have never got customers in suit boot here... Geet hid her smile as she saw the people murmuring among themselves...

Maan settled down on the seat... and so did Geet... The orders were made... And Geet looked longingly at the menu.. and then at the other table where the men were gobbling their food... kese pati hai Babaji... nanhi si jaan ko bhooka chodke aapne se kha rahe hai...dusht . She cribbed looking up.. as she saw Maan eat the food placed in front of them.. the smell was enticing and her stomach was making noise... Maan smiled... as he controlled his laughter...

Wah... he moaned as he put a piece of naan and dal makhni in his mouth... kya bath hai... Geet... He again said.. and Geet was so tempted.. she just wanted to pull the plate from his hand and eat it all...

It's so bad ki tumhe book nahi hai... I'm famished... aur yeh khana... wah... Paji.. he yelled... at the owner.. kya khana banaya hai... badiya.. he praised... and made a kissing sign with his hand... Geet was shocked... she knew he was drunk.. but he was in control... But this was unthinkable... On top of this, he was smiling and laughing too... she then looked up... yadhi ese hi rahe na Babaji.. me zindagi bhar na kho... She said as a smile spread on her face... and her eyes welled up...but Maan was busy eating and teasing Geet...

It was 15 min already... and Maan was still moaning, making Geet very hungry.. unable to take it.. she got up and left.. Maan dint even notice.. or so she thought... she stood near the car... Dekha Babaji inhe.. kitne selfish hai.. kud wah wah karke kha rahe hai.. aur mujhe... mujhe bohot book lagi hai... pls Babaji... kuch kariye.. she pleaded...as she closed her eyes... suddenly she could smell palak panner... she dint want to open her eyes... sapna hua tho?? She thought.. as she felt it near her lips.. hunger made her open her mouth and there went in the food... it was amazing... And hunger made it delicious.. one after another, she opened her mouth and ate naan with panner, dal makhni, and even jeera rice... she dint want to open her eyes... After all this.. she even drank lassi... Her stomach was full and happy... kya bath hai Babaji... apne tho mujhe khana bhi khiladiya... said Geet thanking her Babaji...

Geet..pani tho pi lo... she heard a voice.. she turned to see Maan holding a plate.. or to say an empty plate in one hand and a glass of water in another...

Aap... she said looking at him..

Aur kon??? Anyways... bina bhook ke tum itna khati ho tho yadi book lagi tho kitna khoge?? He asked with a smirk...

Geet opened her mouth..in a perfect O'

Arrey ab makhi bhi khane ka man hai kya??? He teased her.. Close your mouth... he said as he placed his finger under her chin and closed it.. Geet made faces and turned around.. she was shy... her husband fed her... and she was eating shamelessly in the middle of the road where people were still standing and smiling at them... unable to stand there more.. she got into the car.. and Maan joined her both left for home...the driver too had his food and drove them back home..

Maan felt happy... apart from the drinks, he thought he had spent a good evening with his Geet... Reaching home, he entered the wash room to change.. he was in no mood to take a bath... he somehow felt very emotional today.. quiet mushy for his own understanding... he dint want to leave Geet even for a minute... and for Geet.. she was tired and sleepy.. she gets up at 4 in the morning and so she gets all sleepy by 9.. it was nearly 10:30 now.. and so she slept on the couch, waiting for Maan to come out.. when he came out, he saw her sleeping... he thought of placing her on the bed.. and with that thought, he walked towards her.. he bent to pick her.. but when he went closer, he could feel her smell.. that warm smell.. he looked at her innocent face.. all tired.. he placed a kiss on her forehead... Picking her up, he placed her on the bed... He dint care what happened tomorrow, today he was going to cuddle with his wife. Thinking he lay beside her and then gently pulled her onto himself. He warped his arms round her waist and both of them drifted of to a very comfortable sleep

Precap: the story moves on yaar:
Meera comes to KM

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