MILAN- The Final Destination
PART- 95
She gave every excuse that her mind could come up with but Jia was also Maan's daughter she at last convinced Geet to come with them n Dadimaa supported her almost jumping in joy that Geet was going out with them. Geet was confused as to why Maan agreed to take her with him but no one knew when n what he was thinking. He was a mystery she-of all people-would never be able to solve.
Little Jia had some weird habits like when she was home she just ate a little bit Maggie saying she wasn't hungry at all. After reaching the mall though she demanded food. So they first went to the dominos to fill Jia's moody tummy.
Maan looked at Geet from across the table. She seemed uncomfortable, her eyes skimming from one person to another n then going down again. She looked beautiful despite the fact that her petite body was clad in a pink kurti n white salwar with a matching shaded white, pink chunni. There was nothing special about the attire it was just like how she dressed at home. Where was the girl who spent hours n hours on her appearance. To whom the word mall n shopping meant the world.
Geet knotted the corner of her dubbata. Jia was eating the pizza delightedly smearing the topping over her lips. She wanted to ask Maan to eat. He hadn't eaten well at home. Because of her stalking she was aware about his appetite. She took a deep breath and braced herself for a scolding before opening her mouth.
Why are you not eating? He asked instead n she swallowed her words. She picked up a slice n took a bird bite nervously. Jia n Maan got busy in their Daddy-Princess talks n Geet sunk back into her chair.
Maan saw her opening n closing her mouth several times from the corner of his eyes. Anger surged through him as he clenched his fists, why was she so apprehensive around him, like he was on a hunt. It hurt him more than it angered him but he pushed the hurt down n so the rage became more prominent gaining mass n volume.
She saw something flicker in his eyes when their gaze met. The intensity burned her n she looked down adjusting her dubbata over her shoulder. She came every morning to check on Jia while she was asleep n kissed her forehead. A morning he stayed behind pretending to sleep but she didn't kiss him just like that night. Then he didn't bother pretending again.
Are you done baby? Maan asked n Jia caressed her tummy. Yesh.
They stood up n Jia sprang into her Daddy's arms. So now what? Maan asked in a bitter tone. Shopping was not something he was very fond of. With the passage of time his hate for it only increased.
Mommy what do you tink we do first?
Maan made a face; it happened to be that Jia had a long list. He was so gone. Whatever you want. Geet smiled.
Otey, so we go to clothes. So they started for the clothes and went upstairs, the three guards following them. The military apartments KC was building still had political issues while few local n international gangs were also behind it. So, it required high security around him n the people with him.
Before they could reach the clothing section, the accessory n make up store caught Jia's attention. Mommy. Big girl things. She screamed n Maan started walking faster. It was so funny to see them like that; Geet couldn't do anything to stop the laugh that erupted from her mouth. Maan turned back enchanted by the magical sound. She stiffened watching him stare at her blankly. The bricks settled back, the wall building again as she lowered her eyes embarrassed as if she did some huge mistake by laughing.
By now it had been too late for Maan to escape and Jia was way too happy to finally be again able to buy the big girls things. She purchased everything shampoo, soap, lip gloss n perfume… uff Maan was going insane while Geet assisted the ball of enthusiasm in selection.
They came to the clothing section afterwards n went to buy clothes for Jia.
I want big girl clothes. Jia said pointing towards the ladies section while they stood at the kids.
You can't wear them. Maan said already tired. They won't fit you. You have to select from these only.
Her lips dropped as she made a puppy face n nodded. Otey.
He put her down so she could run from here to there n select for herself also his back had almost gone numb holding her all this while. He turned to Geet who was clutching her head, holding a manikin, her eyes closed.
What happened? More than his voice his touch on her shoulder jolted her.
Why was he bothered? She thought. So what if she was stalking him, she told herself she did it for the fact because she was indebted. They provided her with food and shelter and so she was doing everything in her power to pay them back. It was another thing she gave Maan more attention than needed but she wasn't going to accept that. Her heart was insane but her mind still hadn't lost all the capability to think, because the bitter truth was he didn't give a damn. He was drunk when that night a week ago, she couldn't hold on to it. It would only give her more pain. And, with these condemning thoughts she was back to the square one.
Gently she moved back so that his hand dropped to his side. The feel of his skin on her practically burned her in more than one way. If anything after that drunkard night his touch had just become all the more unbearable. Nothing. She said softly contradictory to her insides which were screaming.
You are taking your medicines, right? He asked brows furrowed n face expressionless to show that he didn't care n was just asking out of courtesy.
Yes. She half lied, mostly she forget her dose n took the meds only when the pain stroked.
He was fed up of her indifference. Why couldn't she for once look up n speak with that beautiful smile of hers or blush at him like that morning, why she retreated back when he touched her?
Uff, he was totally hopeless, still hoping for the impossible.
Maan she doesn't love you. She is married to someone else. No matter how many times his mind told his heart wasn't just ready to accept that. Stupid, idiot heart. He would have thrown it in garbage long back if it didn't pump blood, the only useful thing it did.
Daddy… Oblivious and in her own, happy world, Jia called for him. She held his hand n pulled him towards two dresses. Geet followed them. Which one? She asked sucking her upper lip.
The frocks were both pink but different designs. Both are good Jia. He gave the typical men's answer.
Jia made an unsatisfied face n turned to Geet. Mommy, which one? She asked her eyes shiny n expectant as if her life depended on that one choice.
This one. Geet chose the frock on right with more frills n flowers on it.
I too wike this. Jia clapped her hands merrily n ran away to see more clothes.
It was her small heaven with so many frocks for her. She dashed from one corner to another skidding n jumping. She loved clothes specially the pink ones. Everything that came into her sight she touched it in wonder the feel of different fabrics under her fingers was magical. And then her eyes fell on that dress. It was black n pink, with a smoky shaded flower at the side of waist n another on top of the single shoulder strap the dress had. But it was on the other side of the store n it was big girl cloth. They won't fit you. She felt extremely sad as Maan's words came to her mind but she had to have it.
Mommy is a big girl. Jia thought in her small brain. Well she was also a big girl but Mommy was bigger. She could buy n wear it until Jia gets big like her. Yesh, it is a nice fidea.
Jia held Geet's dubbata n dragged her to the dress she wanted with Maan behind them. Mommy, this is for you. Jia dropped the bomb n fear was instantly visible on Geet face. It was knee length dress with no sleeves, no way she was going to have it plus she didn't wanted Maan to spend on her, food couldn't have been avoided but not this.
Maan eyes glazed over as he imagined Geet the dress. The soft material hugging every bulge n dip of her curvaceous body, how would it feel to trace his finger over it, over her? But since when Jia came out of her little world to buy clothes for others. He looked skeptically at Jia who was giggling with both of her hands on mouth. Nobody would know she had her own ulterior motive behind her mommy getting the dress.
Daddy what you tink?
Maan shrugged faking indifference. It's nice.
No. Geet objected immediately n continued hesitantly. I don't want it.
Why? It's so nice. Mommy try karke dekho na.
Nai Jia, I..don't wear dresses.
Oh really? As far as I remember you loved these kind of clothes, didn't you? Maan asked his probing eyes boring into her. I think the dress is good, you should try it. He supported his daughter; he wanted to see why Geet was so apprehensive. He was sick of this no-no drama. She would have to say yes today. It was just a dress, what harm would it do?
For Jia it was just a small wish, she didn't know the ugly turn the matter was taking. A game for Maan, the challenge he was giving Geet, a nightmare for her. Yesh, mommy please wear it na.
Haan Geet it's just a dress.
Before Geet could protest more Jia held her hand n started pulling her towards the changing room. I told you na I don't want the dress. She said in loud, angry voice jerking her hand out of Jia's feeble hold.
Next moment Jia's eyes brimmed with tears as she took a scared step back. Nobody talked to her in loud voice and she was very sensitive. Geet realized what she did as the weight of her action fell over her like heavy stone. She looked at Jia fearful form n then turned to Maan. Her eyes had tears of regret, shock, embarrassment and shame. The anger wasn't for Jia nor for Maan, it was on her own. She wasn't the old Geet anymore; she didn't have it in her to wear something like that.
Her chin quivered as two beads fell from her eyes. I..I a..m sorry. She said slapping a hand over her mouth to choke back the sob n ran out of the section's door.
PRECAP- Changing room ☺️
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