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if u gaurantee that u will update tomorrow too then it can be considered as treat..

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But most of you didn't commented on it.😭

PART 18

As the taxi stopped at hotel, maan paid him and moved to his hotel room with fast strides without even waiting for geet to enter the hotel. She followed him, calling behind him softly, not to create a scene in public but maan just didn't paid attention to her.

As he reached his room, he banged open the door, and threw the bags on the bed, moving his hands through his hair. Geet followed him behind and could feel the density in the environment. She knew a clash is gonna follow but this time she needs to hold her stand, she told herself again.

Suniye, she called him again making his body tense. He moved his hand into his pockets as he tightened his fist at that word "suniye". He would have loved that suniye word before, that word which would show her respect toward him yet the word contains the closeness that would be the base of their relationship.

He used to admire his mother, when she used to address his father with that word, and he had also noticed the happiness that would cover his father's face when he used to hear that word.

When geet used to earlier address him as "suniye" his insides used to jump, with that soft feathery voice of hers but now that word pricks him, a mock on their relation. How much he tries to ignore that pain, but somehow it just doesn't leave his mind. He himself sometimes wonder, how can this relation which is just a month old mean so much to him, but they say na kabhi kabhi zindagi lag jati hai kisi ko apnane me aur kabhi kabhi ek pal hi kafi hota hai.

Suniye, she again said after a minute not getting any response from him. She moved in front of him and clicked her fingers bringing him out of his reverie. Maan looked away seeing her piercing gaze on him, and that's when his eyes fell on the bags those had spilled the clothes on bed bringing him back to the topic that was on hand.

So what were you saying there, he said, his voice grim and cold, lone and distant. Geet saw his eyes which were looking at her intensely, as if seeing through her soul and unknowingly, her lids lowered, not able to meet his gaze.

But she held her self, and with full confidence said, I don't want to financially burden you with my expenses. Maan's eyes were fixed on her face hearing her view which he in no case was going to accept, that was for sure.

She waited for him to say something, but when he didn't said anything, she continued, you are already doing so much for me, arranging for my studies, for my needs, and you are doing all that even after knowing I don't care about that marriage, that means nothing to me, not at all.

His knuckles turned white, as his nails dig in his skin hearing the blunt truth from her. He knew he was being f**king hard with his emotions, but he was helpless for it. He just couldn't accept the truth and if that means he will have to live with the lie, then be it till he consoles himself.

I don't want you to pay for the things which I could buy with the money I have, aap ye mat samajhna ki I am being materialistic but I don't want you to spend the more that is required. Aap pehle hi itna kuch kar chuke hai, aapne even tried to select the best schools for me, but I can't owe more than that. Mai ye sab chukka nhi payungi, please aap samajhiye meri baat.

He looked at her in shock hearing her explanation. What does she mean by owing me, a burden? For god sakes whatever he is doing, in the reality was for himself. May be they aren't destined together, but for him she is his destiny, for him she is that dream, for which he could kill if he had too, yet it is far from him reach. He had vowed to help her in each step, and he will do that even if he had to sale himself.

Geet could see him getting stiffer with each word of hers, but she doesn't want to repeat the past. Last time she was scared to open herself in front of him and that had turned out to be the brutal mistake and she in no case will repeat the same mistake ever again.

Maan looked at her cold and said, did you turned out my options of schools just because of the money issue. Geet couldn't lie this time and nodded without a word.

What do you want from me; he blasted on her, holding her by her arm. Geet's eyes turned wide hearing his angry voice and that hold of his tightened around her forearm. Bolo, why do you do this every time??? He asked gritting his teeth.

Chodiye mujhe, please, she whimpered as his hold hurt her. but he was mercilessly crushing her bone. The one thing she hated the most about him was his manhandling her and that's the main reason she fear to say something to him.

Maan saw the disgust in her face due to his touch and immediately left her. geet stumbled two steps backs due to the sudden momentum, while he turned his back to her. he took deep breaths to calm his raging heart and then turned back looking at her.

So geet, how much does your chachi left on your name ha, 50 lakhs or a crore, or maybe 2 crores. Geet looked at him in a confused manner, and she knew something bad is gonna come seeing that awful smirk on his lips.

Bolo geet, kitne paise chode hai tumhare maa- baap ne tumhare liye, itne to chode hi honge ki tum apni poori jindagi araam se bita sako.

Aap ye sab kya keh rhe ho' kyu tumhi ne to kha ki you don't want to burden me, don't want to owe anything to me, so tumhare paas itna money to hoga hi ki tum apne aap ko khud hi sambhal sako, aur mai yha pagal soch rha tha, ki I am trying to help you stand up in this world, taki tumhe kabhi kisi aur ke samne jhukna na pade aur yha to tum khud hi mujhe mere hi nazro me jhuka rhi ho.

Aap galat samajh rhe ho, I didn't mean to offend, it's just i'

Don't geet, mat kaho kuch aur, I had heard and understood enough. Mujhe nhi pata tha ki tum In sabko ek ehsaan, ek burden ki tarah dekhti ho, par phir bhi I will say one thing, I am a man of words, maine tumhe financially support karne ki bhi kasam khai thi at the time of that JHOOTI SHADI, he closed his eyes, not able to digest he really said that, but that was the truth too, so I would really acknowledge that you save that money of yours for your own future and till the time you get fully ready for this world, do allow me to do what I can. And ha I am not giving you that money as a loan, so better you not think about the liability and owing thing.

All the while his back was faced to her, and she didn't saw the pain that filled his eyes saying those horrible words to her, but that girl forces him to be harsh. The weakest point in him was he sucks at expressing himself, he just jails whenever it comes to opening his heart in front of others, and that's when he uses his power of tongue, most of the time hurting those who matters to him the most.

Unknown to him, geet was on the other side sobbing, hearing his harsh words. No one had ever talked to her in that tone, not even him too before. She knew she is dependent on him, but his tone just made her feel helpless. She didn't know what to do, should she take money from him even for those things which aren't her necessity?? Is that right to depend so much on him??? When they don't even have a normal friendly relation, then how can she allow him to spend his hard earned money on her demands??? She was confused, and more frustrated with each passing day.

Her mind had had enough, each passing day brings a new clash for them and she knew he wasn't happy with all this too. Then why they just talk and open themselves. She had started feeling suffocated with this quietness that consumes them in it yet she feels so helpless, not able to free them too. She feels so jealous with other girls now, those who have normal life, loving parents, caring brother, and a worriless life, atleast an easy life without all this complications.

She so much wanted to argue to him, shout but then what will she say, he always renders her speechless in front of that anger of his. She wiped her tears as fresh ones replaced them, and a low sob released her throat, making him know her condition.

She sat down on the bed, covering her face with her hands, she just hate to cry in front of others, to show that she is week, but she couldn't control herself in front of him. Maan turned around, and looking at her sitting on the end corner of his bed, covering her face with hands, as low sobs rocked her shoulders.

Damn, he punched the wall; again, again she cried making him feel low. He could bear anything but those tears in her eyes are now his weakness. But he couldn't find word to console her now, not when he knew he is right, and his consoling would prove him weak.

He passed away straight to washroom locking himself in. what seemed after an hour, he came out all fresh, while she seemed sober too. Sometimes loneliness works better than words, best when you need time to understand the changes that you need to accept sooner or the later.

Maan in this hour worked hard, paced the area, washing his face in every 20 minutes to cool down his brain as he tried to think why she is being so concerned for the money. And at the end, he realized her past can be the reason. As far as he know, everyone had dumped her after making her dependent on them. Let it be intentionally or intentionally, be her parents, her sister her uncle aunt, all left her alone when she needed them the most, when she was dependent on them the most, so her being scared to depend on him, trust on him, felt quite the appropriate answer.

May be she has other reasons too, but he seemed satisfied with that reason, atleast that reason soothes his broken self.

Geet on the other hand rethought his hard words, how much she even has with her, a total of rs. 4 lakh and that amount is surely not enough to meet all her expenses. Some or the other day she would need his help, so why not now. If her self-respect is to go down, that let it be today or tomorrow, it hardly matters.

Maan saw her arranging the clothes they purchased properly in her bag. When she felt him out, she turned stiff but didn't glance at him. She just couldn't face him in the eye now. he came out and said, I am going to buy the form of ST. FRANCIS school and you are going to study in that only, either you like or not. She didn't said anything, just looked down, feeling really low knowing how expensive that school is yet it trains you the best, for the future.

He neither waited for her answer knowing he won't get any, and moved to the door and said, it's already late noon, I will order for your lunch and they will send it here. You don't have to go out, samjhi, he said and was about to move out when she said from back, aap bi lunch kar lena, she said without looking at him.

Hmm, he said as he moved out closing the door behind him.

I may update tomorrow again, but only if I get adequate response on this one.⭐️

This time no quota, as I know you all will not complete it.

Hope to get your response and likes and comments as thats the only way through which I can know you and understand your view for this story.

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