Hamaari Prem Kahaani......#5 Part 64/ Pg 139 Dt 24/05 - Page 75

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Part 62

KHURANA MANSION

[Geets' POV]

My sleep was disturbed by the morning rays, peeking in our room through the curtains. I tried to move only to realize I was caged in My Maan's arms. He had missed his morning workout today. A faint smile adorning his face tempting me to...

I slowly lifted myself and pecked his forehead, his nose and then moved towards his lips. I bent to close the distance but last nights events halted my very personal romantic stint. Though Maan was a light sleeper but still sometimes I was lucky to get away with my drooling and pecking routine. I would always take these opportunities to lightly kiss him and have my fill to gaze at him without him knowing about it.

It was my small little secret!

I hit my forehead for getting carried away yet again.

'Geet yeh tu kya kar rahi thi...abhi yeh sher jaag jaata aur teri khair nahi rehti! Yaad kar kal raat ko iss Dusht Danav ki wajah se tujhe movie ka climax miss karna pada tha...Inhone phir se tujhe bewakoof banaya. Agar aisa hi chalta raha toh tera baby bhi apne paapa ki tarah tujhe ullu bana ne lagega...Teri toh koi value hi nahi rahegi. Nahi!!!...'

'Ghar ki boss main hoon aur hamesha main hi rahungi! Mujhe inko mooh tod jawaab dena hoga...yeh meri izzat ka sawaal hain!' I vowed to myself and escaped out of the room to implement my plan.

"Agar tumne koi bhi gadbad ki...ya Maan ko kuch bhi bataya toh...mujhe Pari ko batana hoga tumhaare boys night out ke baare mein...jo tumne plan kiya tha woh bhi...apni aur Pari ke dinner date ko cancel kar ke." I warned Vicky.

"Yeh toh dadagiri hain BB!" Vicky whinned.

"Soch lo...main toh Maan ke saath apna score kaise bhi settle kar doongi lekin tumhe kaun bachayega..." I left my statement hanging and seeing the drained off face of Vicky I knew mission accomplished!

"BB aap fikar mat karo, main abhi saari arrangements karwa deta hoon aur Aadi Bhai ko bhi phone kar ke bol deta hoon..." He babbled.

"Aadi ko phone karne ki koi zaroorat nahi hain, woh sab Pinky ne sambhaal liya hain. Tum sirf woh karo jo maine kaha hain...aur Maan ke uthne se pehle." I ordered him and walked away.

I walked out of our room chalking out my plan but I needed help and 'Eureka!'...I bumped into Vicky. He was perfect one who could help me out so I emotionally blackmailed him and got my way out!

[Vicky's POV]

'Kahan phas gaya Vicky!'

"Ek taraf khaai aur ek taraf kuwa! Bro ko pata chala toh bhi marega aur Pari ko haathon bhi katega...Isse kehte hain Bali ka Bakra!!!!!"

"Yeh BB ka dimaag toh solid chalta hain, inke innocent looks ko dekh ke lagta nahi ke yeh aisi sab planning kar sakti hain woh bhi Maan Singh Khurana ke khilaaf... par kar bhi sakte hain, jisne Bro ko apna deewana bana diya hain usme kuch toh baat hogi!"

"Chal beta kaam pe lag jaa warna BB jaan le legi!"

"BB ke Babaji meri raksha karna!" I prayed to Babaji and got to work with a plan to escape as soon as possible, before Bro could know my involvement in the whole fiasco.

[Geet's POV]

Everything was going according to my plan!

I had freshened up and gone down for a while and finally was back in our room with a piping hot cup of coffee for Maan to strangely find him still asleep. Maybe the past few days have really been exhausting for all of us and specially him. He really did need rest! I looked around and smirked!

"Kal continue karenge...aisa kaha tha na aap ne... Ab dekhna Maan Singh Khurana aankh khulte hi kya kya hota hain aaj aap ke saath. Aaj ke baad Geet Maan Singh Khurana se panga lene se pehle dus baar sochenge aap!" My reverie broke as I saw him stirring. I quickly masked my smirk with a bright beaming smile and walked up to the bed.

"Good morning Maan!" I sat beside him. Groggily he got up and smiled at me. He still seemed drowsy but finally after few minutes of stretching and yawning he got down from the bed to freshen up but as he looked around.

I put the mug on side table and waited for the blast!

"GEET..." He screamed in disbelief!

I innocently looked at him in confusion triggering his temper. He was mad but I felt triumphant. How I wish I could get up and do a mini bhangra to celebrate my win but I had to still be patient and play along to achieve my motive!

"Geet...Yeh sab kya hain?" He burst out.

"Kya...posters hain Maan aap ko dikhaai nahi deta." I innocently replied.

"Yeh toh mujhe bhi dikh raha hain aur main acchi tarah se jaanta hoon yeh sab tumne kiya hain par sawaal uthta hain...kyun kiya hain?" He tried to intimidate me but I firmly spoke.

"Aap ko pata nahi hain pregnant women ke saamne jo bhi chehra rehta hain uska baby bhi waisa hi hota hain. Issiliye toh maine apne favorite hero ke posters poore room mein laga diye hain taake hamaara baby bhi iske jaise good looking, smart, handsome, dole-sholewala, chust durust aur gabhru jawaan ho!" I dreamily added.

His face was worth watching, I somehow controlled myself from laughing. Not waiting for a next moment he leaped forward and pulled out all the posters tearing them to pieces.

"Maan yeh aap kya kar rahe hain...aap ko kal se ho kya gaya hain...mere hero ke posters kyun phad rahe hain..." I rubbed in more.

He turned around and walked towards me dangerously and towered over me and spoke sternly.

"Kaan khol ke sun lo hamaara baby hamaare jaise hoga na ke kisi faltu hero jaisa...samjhi tum! Khabardaar jo tumne dobara asia kuch bhi kiya toh..." A chill ran through me hearing his deep voice, a part of me just wanted to hug him, calm him but then other part of me reminded me of my act.

"Dekhiye aap bhi sun lijiye mera baby aap ke jaisa nahi hoga jo poora din hmm and hmmm karta rahe yaa phir gussa karta rahe. Mera baby bilkul mere hero ki tarah hoga jo comedy, dance, fight aur romance etc sab mein best ho!" I tried to put up a brave front and purposely raised my voice for putting my plan 2 in action.

"Accha..." He tried to continue but my saviors entered interrupting our conversation. I started crying to additional effect!

Dadimaa and Maa started grilling Maan for shouting at me while Annie and Pari stood watching the whole scene. Maan tried to reason out but to no avail. Finally after some moments of fun I decided to intervene.

"Dadimaa...Maa aap nahi jaante Maan aaj kal ajeeb sa behave karte hain..." And I narrated to them all the events of last night and as expected Maan got a superb firing for troubling his pregnant wife. I played along and pretended how upset I was to have missed the movie and how everytime he doesn't take my cravings seriously and teases me to which Dadimaa ordered Maan sternly to cancel his appointments for today and take me to the cinema hall to watch the same movie and also spend the entire day with me fulfilling all my wishes and cravings.

"Dadimaa yeh kya baat hui...meri important meetings hain..." He tried to escape but I managed to foil his attempt.

"Nahi Dadimaa...yeh jhooth bol rahe hain. Itni important meetings bhi nahi hain Vicky handle kar sakta hain. Dad aur Aadi Bhaiya bhi honge." I added smirking at Maan.

So finally I won and Maan had to give in!

Everybody left and I turned to Maan and delivered my winning speech.

"Kya kaha tha aap ne...kal continue karenge! Toh dekhiye I win and you loose! Mere 10mins ke climax ko barbaad karne ki sazaa 3hrs ki full film dikhaani hogi, woh bhi cinema hall mein yummy samosas, popcorn and ice cream ke saath."

"And not to forget additional incentives for me that I will be having The Great Maan Singh Khurana at my service for the whole day!" I rubbed in.

"Toh agli baar Geet Maan Singh Khurana se panga lene se pehle soch lena." I beamed happily and ofcourse did my mini bhangra right in his face to express my joy to which he scowled and headed to the washroom while I made my way to the dressing area to get ready.

Time for Me and My baby's day out with his Papa!

I was feeling ecstatic!!!!

The mere idea of spending the whole day with Maan was so thrilling. Its not that I haven't been alone with him but...

Today it felt so different. After the storm this was the first time we are going to spend some quality time together.

I felt butterflies dancing in my stomach!

I quickly slipped into my new churidaar-kurta, it was a simple but a classy dress. A pure chiffon anarkali in white and red combination with intricate silver work on the neckline and sleeves. It was very special to us as it was a blend of both our favorite colors symbolizing two bodies and one soul! Maan had spotted it at some boutique and immediately picked it up for me. I hadn't got a chance earlier to wear the dress but today it seemed to be a perfect moment to wear it.

I'm sure hes going to love it specially as he is in a really bad mood, due to my untimely counter attack!

Done with my dress I lightly lined my eyes with a simple koel pencil and applied Maan's favorite strawberry flavoured gloss on my lips, finally fixing up my earrings I checked myself in the mirror and shied imagining Maan's reaction on seeing me in this dress. But soon my bubble burst as a strong smell hit my nostrils as the washroom door opened and the Greek God emerged out just in his track pants and a towel tucked around his neck displaying his well chiseled torso. I felt my heart skipped a beat maybe two picturing the breath-taking view.

Ignoring me he headed towards the wardrobe fetching out a formal suit disappointing me!

Is he going to office? Will he not obey Dadimaa's orders? Are all my plans ruined for today? So many questions raided my mind instantly. He turned towards me, suddenly his expression changed and he again moved towards the wardrobe putting the suit back in and picked out a pair of jeans and a black shirt.

I sighed in relief!

I kept ogling at him while he dressed up but not once did he look my side. I had this primal urge to help him thereby running my fingers over his abs, his biceps... Realizing what I was thinking I mentally smacked myself probably my pregnancy hormones were taking a toll on me.

'Geet yeh sab kya soch rahi thi, kitni besharam ho gayi hain! Maana ke tere pati hain lekin din dahade aise sab sochna...Chi!'

A slight brush on my shoulder jolted me out of my thoughts. He stood by me brushing his hair nonchalantly, as if I was invisible to him. I sheer feeling of distress griped me. All my excitement to spend a day with my Maan drained out. Tears burned my eyes which I tried to hide. He was not happy...He wasn't interested...He was just accompanying me cos Dadimaa told him to...I have heard once a woman becomes pregnant husbands start loosing interest in them...On top of it Dr had advised us against any physical intimacy for few weeks...I'm sure now he is getting bored of me!

Gathering myself trying hard to keep my voice normal, I attempted to voice out my doubt.

"Maan..." But he cut off my statement putting the brush on the dresser and picking up his mobile and wallet walking towards the door.

"Geet jaldi karo mere paas poora din nahi hain...Main gaadi nikalwata hoon tum aa jao." He stated sans any emotion.

That was it!

Disheartened with his behavior I couldn't control myself throwing away my dupatta, removing my earrings I burst out.

"Koi zaroorat nahi mujhpe apna time waste karne ki aur zabardasti mere saath bahar aane ki aap office jaayiye...mujhe kahin nahi jaana..." I stated and rushed inside the washroom not wanting to show him my tears.

[Maan's POV]

Irritated would be an understatement!

The sight that braced me today morning was just too much for me to handle. Life-size posters of that God-damn actor hung all over my room adding on to my woes My Geet ogling at him and also announcing that she wanted our baby to be like him just enraged me. Geet's nautanki and Dadimaa's partiality just blew off my temper! The last nail in the coffin was Geet proclaiming her victory and ofcourse her favourite bhangra, her victory dance...I felt like pulling off my hair!

I rushed inside the washroom to get a grip over myself. I couldn't believe I fell for it! I stood below the cold shower trying to cool off my restless being!

'Yeh ladki sach much mujhe paagal kar degi, uska bachpana kam tha ke ab uske mood swings har din mere dimaag par jhatke ddete hain. Aur ab kaafi akalmand bhi ho gayi hain. Maine socha hi nahi tha ke uska dimaag itna chal sakta hain.' I glanced at my reflection in the mirror, my image mocking me.

'Maan sambhal jaa Geet din par din aur khatarnaak hoti jaa rahi hain!'

"Nahi... Geet maanna padega tumhara plan superb tha lekin main MSK hoon ab tum dekho main kya karta hoon." I smirked at my plan to tease Geet by ignoring her and knowing my Meeshti she will run around me to cajole me, sweet talk me but it miserably backfired.

Geet's abrupt outburst, her disheartened self, the pain in her eyes brimming with tears pierced my soul!

I was just teasing her but hadn't once thought my behavior would hurt her so badly. I closed my eyes regretting the idea to trouble her. Maa had told me about pregnancy mood swings but it completely slipped off my mind not realizing the outcome of my mindless stunt! I rushed to the washroom and knocked the door.

"Geet jaan...please darwaza kholo...dekho main toh mazaak kar raha tha...sacchi! Hamaari baby ki kasam!" But to no avail.

There was no sound from the other side, a panic gripped me as Dr's words echoed in my mind that any kind of emotional or physical stress can be harmful for her and baby. Not wanting to take a chance I searched for a spare key of the washroom door and opened the door carefully. I looked around she was nowhere to be seen, then finally she had cuddled up just beside the door. Her head resting on her knees and faint sounds of sobs proved she was still crying.

I felt like kicking myself to have made her cry!

The moment I walked out of the washroom I was floored seeing her in the dress which I had gifted her. Her angelic beauty glowing in this simple dress!

She had told me I will wear this dress on a special day just for you! Geet was so excited to go with me after so many days. From the corner of my eye I was keenly observing her each movement. How she was gaping at me, her cheeks turning a deep shade of red as she averted her gaze off me. I felt so proud of having so much of effect on her and it took me all control to not pounce at her when she was cutely mumbling something to herself.

She looked so adorable!!!

And now what have I done! I sat beside her,holding her head lovingly I made her look at me. She didn't resist. The sight really pained me. Her face was all red yet again but this time the blush was gone only the pain was evident. The tip of her nose and her eyes were all red due to crying and her cheeks turned pink along with black lines of her smudged kajal. Her hair all messed up but still she looked so beautiful!

I placed a small peck on her forehead and she looked in my eyes trying to find something. I hugged her and spoke.

"Geet main mazaak kar raha tha, main tumse rooth gaya tha aur chahta tha tum mujhe manao lekin tum toh khud hi roni lagi. Yeh toh cheating hain!" I tried to lighten the tension.

"Aap sach keh rahe hain?" She looked in my eyes yet again and I assured her nodding my head and pushing her curls behind her ear. I lifted her up carefully and placed on her on the counter by the washbasin and cleaned up her face with a damp towel, then carried her back to the dressing area and placed on the seat.

"Apni Meeshti ko aaj main apne haathon se taiyaar karunga!" I stated and her face beamed with happiness calming my guilty restless heart!

Finally adorning her forehead with a red bindi I looked at her reflection in the mirror but still felt something was missing and then my eyes fell on the box of sindoor. I picked it up and filled her maang with the sacred powder claiming her!

She blinked her eyes in assurance. She got up turning towards me when I spoke cupping her face in my palms.

"Geet jab maine tumhe pehli baar dekha tha, tumhaara college ke first day uss din tumne white dress pehna tha...Phir jab tum mujhe uss raat highway pe mili tab bhi tumne white dress hi pehni thi...Jab tum poori duniya ke saamne Mrs Maan Singh Khurana ban kar aayi uss din party mein tumne white saree pehni thi."

"Yeh safed (white) rang ka humaare rishtey se bahot gehra sambandh hain. Hamaara rishta bilkul iss rang ke tarah paak-saaf (pure) hain!"

"Issiliye aaj jab hum pehli baar apne baby ke saath bahar jaa rahe hain, tumne hum dono ka favorite colourwala yeh dress pehna hain...hain na." Her eyes shined with happiness.

"Aap ko pata tha?" She innocently queried.

"Apni Meeshti ki dil ki baat main nahi jaanuga kya, tumhe dekhte hi main samajh gaya tha. Tumhaari yeh chor aankhen mujhe sab bata deti hain Meeshti..." She pouted at my remark.

Now she was testing my patience, how was I going to control myself around her, her each expression, her antics, her mere touch everything arouses me and her she is leaving no chance to test my control. I firmly plastered her to me and whispered in her ears.

"Meeshti ab tum aise cutewale expressions dongi toh main control nahi kar paaunga!" I confessed

" Ab tumne galti ki hain toh jurmana toh chukana hi padega na." I declared and she gasped at my statement.

She tried to wriggle out from my hold but I had different plans, from morning I haven't tasted her so one kiss wouldn't harm. I held her head firmly and closed the distance between us. It was meant to be slow and sensual but then suddenly my attention shifted towards the torn photo of that hero and aggression made way. I kissed her senseless making clear to her and myself that she was mine!

Afterall MSK deserves his reward for being so patient, understanding and an obedient husband...hain na!

APNA GHAR

Nani had asked me to fetch some file from her room. I was heading towards her room when some movement caught my eyes, I looked in the direction only to find Dev struggling to reach a glass of water kept on his side table. I wasn't sure wether to enter his room, specially after...but then a crash sound broke my reverie.

The glass and jar's pieces scattered all over and Dev too was on a verge of falling down as he had lost his balance trying to reach the side table. I just barged in and managed to save him in time.

"Dev aap theek hain?" I asked him in concern. He nodded in a yes not still realizing who helped him but then he looked up towards me and just stared at me for few moments. Its been a longtime since...

That night he wasn't conscious enough to recognize who was holding him but today...

"Dev..." Nani's voice brought us back to reality. I immediately helped him back resting him against the headboard.

"Thanks!" He whispered while I quickly moved away from him as Nani entered the room.

"Naintara aap yahan?" She inquired curiously.

"Woh...Nani...Dev gir rahe the...issiliye main...woh..." I tried to clear her confusion and added.

"Main file lekar aati hoon."

"Hmm" She nodded and I left the room to avoid anymore awkwardness.

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