MG-BESHARMI KE HADEIN# 8 link to thread 9 pg/1 !! - Page 37

Time ho gaya, pinky I am still stuck here!! Geet checked her watch, there wasn't much time for her to reach church. She was in beauty parlor for getting ready, and it was time to reach back. Maan began to get worried for her, though geet started back ... She got stuck in the traffic.

Maan lagta hai main yehi reh jaongi ... She cried like a baby complaining him on the phone. All he could do was to smile at her, Dadima keh rahi thi ki mahurat nikal rahi hai geet, aur mahurat mein shaadi hona hai ... Tum toh aane wali nahi ho toh main yaha kisi aur ko dhoond raha hoon ... Waise bhi ek hi ladki se kitni baar shaadi karonga?? I am bored now, he replied sitting on the bike.

Agar aisa hai toh main wapas beauty parlor chali jaongi ... Kya haina I didn't like this attire of a Christian bride ... Hindu hoke Christian style mein shaadi ... Usse acha main christian dulhe ko dhoond loon ... geet too retorted peeping out of the window to see if the traffic got cleared.

Kyun kisi ki jaan ki dushman bani ho geet?? Do you think uske baad woh jinda hoga?? Geet giggled falling on the seat at maan's possessiveness ... Agar aap aise hi rehne wale ho toh aapka pata nahi main toh teesri baar chauthi baar bhi shaadi karongi aapse

Acha?? Tell me where are you now!! Maan raised the accelerator setting the Bluetooth to his mouth yet again.

Ring road ... Second lane ... aap kaha ho maan?? kahi mere paas toh nahi aarahe ho na?? She blushed as she could sense with the resounds that were acousting from maan's side through the phone. It was of traffic and that was what she wanted it all.

Maan didn't feel like telling as to where he was, he wanted geet to make it on her own accord ... Bataonga toh kya milega mujhe jaan?? Will you let me kiss you a little longer after we get married, it cant be just a peck, he requested.

Dekhongi, kya pata aap waha kuch aur karne ke liye mangle?? Naa baba, she gulped the water taking the bottle from the seat, pyas mujhe bhi lagi hai he stopped his bike just beside her car ... Kaha ho maan?? She again asked, that's when someone knocked on the glass window ... she let it down and smiled. The moment geet came out of the car maan held her hand and made her sit on the bike. She wrapped her hands around his waist almost hugging him ... Hmmm I am loving this so much, lekin bike par kyun aaye aap?? Maan pulled her even more close plastering geet on his back, romantic haina??

Haan bohut, just like me, he turned to look at geet ... Tumhare jaise nahi mere jaise!! Aur madam seems like it would rain ... bheeg jayenge, so it would be better if we stop talking and drive soon.

They reached church only to see it deserted, she turned to look at maan ... Yaha toh koi nahi hai, hum late ho gaye maan?? She asked while the tears threatened to fall down her cheeks. Maan bent down on his knees ... taking her hand into his he said ... There is still time for our wedding jaan, its time to fulfill your demand.

She didn't know what to say or how to react unable to make out as to what maan was saying. And like answering her dilemma, he continued ... I have never proposed you, neither told you what you mean to me in my life.

Her lips curved into a smile making out his words, she felt blessed to have him when he pulled her closer and whispered in her ear, I love you ... she hugged him with all the might she had. She didn't wanted this anymore, it seemed silly to know his love or to expect him to confess his love. Probably long back she understood it was not maan's forte to explain himself and she accepted the fact.

She withdrew herself after a brief moment and cupped his face ... Yeh baat kehne ke liye, you have delayed the wedding?? You didn't have to say you love me ... Every gesture of yours says it out maan, sach mein mujhe yeh baat sunna bhi nahi tha ... this is silly that you ... his finger rested on her lips stopping from what she was saying. He wanted her to reciprocate the words which he expressed. Off late he understood as to how important for a man to express his feelings, tell his woman how much he loves her.

Chup!! Bilkul chup!! Geet I know how much you wanted to hear this from me, I don't mind telling u this all my life, I want you to have special moments ... Har ek din ek naya andaaz mein tumse bataonga ki main tumse pyar karta hoon ... And this time I chose a Christian wedding so that you don't break the mangalsutr in anger, he said pulling geet closer.

Tears automatically made through her eyes, a burning sensation emerged ... she rested her head on maan's chest and whispered .... I am sorry.

I am sorry nahi jaan I love you bolna hai tumhe ... And it was a joke rona mat ... his hand traced her back soothing her, telling her that it was ok.

Maan almost leaned to kiss her lips when he felt a tug on his pant, he stepped back and looked down. Arz and Ari giggled holding the flowers in their hands ... Maamu hamara kiss?? Arz asked getting possessive. Maan glared her knowing her intention, he bent on his knees and pecked her cheek ... with that geet stomped her foot and made a face.

You sure that you want to be kissed in front of these two devils?? Don't blame me later saying that I didn't control, saying he held geet from her back ... Maami you look like a fairy, he pulled geet's satin white gown.

Inn dono ke hote hue hamara kuch nahi ho sakta maan, we cant even kiss ... Yeh do shaitan maanenge nahi.

Maami mera wala kiss mujhe dedo na ... Ari offered his cheek, maan knew that Ari was loving geet ... Both the kids were developing a bond with her but Ari was getting more close to his wife. He watched as geet and Ari were talking. He got worried thinking of their wedding night, will they make love?? He questioned himself.

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sia next part is for u as you have asked me long back a church wedding in my story!! bkh is your fav so i chose this ff 😉 hope you are happy😆

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