MG FF THE DIVINE FLOWER : thread 2: PART 39 : page 141 17th may - Page 34

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Maan and Geet reached Goa in their private aircraft. Maan took her to an exotic private resort. It had a pool and was located at the shore. The beach view was even pleasant with small hut-like eating places and a bar. The resort also had facilties for music and dance with club lighting. The coconut trees provided enough shade in the shore and there were seats to lie comfortably under the sun. This was a perfect holiday destination for anyone except for Geet ofcourse.

Once the initial bravado of seeing Goa for the first time wearied off and they were in the safe confines of their room she started worrying about home again.

Geet : Maan me keh rhi hu.. dadima fiqar kar rhi hogi meri...unhe kya kahu me..

Maan : mene kaha na tumse.. I will take care of everything!

Geet : matlab?

Maan sat on the bed near her in his black vest and ran his hand through her hair while talking.

Maan : matlab ab tak Mira ne dadi ko bataya hoga ki tum saara weekend uske ghar me bitaogi , samjhi tum?

Geet heaved a sigh of relief but immediately got alert, "ek minute! matlab Mira knows.."

Maan nodded with a smile.

Geet: and hum yeha pura weekend spend karenge?

Maan : ha kal Saturday pura din aur Sunday sham ko nikal jayenge. Raat ko ghar aur subah wapas apne life me! Fine??

Geet : do I have an option?

Maan : cmon ab jab tum yeha ho to just enjoy and forget everything else..

Geet : ok! To kya plan he apka?

Maan : what about surfing??

Geet looked at him her jaw dropped, "you surf??"

Maan winked at her, "you wanna learn?"

Geet replied horrified, "nooo..i don't want to die in salt water!"

Maan : no one dies surfing..

Geet : phir bhi.. I will watch you surfing..

Maan : wont you get bored?

Geet replied in a teasing voice, "I never get bored watching you.."

Maan: uhuh??

He leaned closer and looked intently at her eyes and then her lips indicating his intentions. Though their first kiss happened way too quickly, Maan and Geet never expressed their carnal desires after they confessed their love. Actually they were so busy knowing about each other that they never thought of that. But here in an exotic resort in one of the hottest tourist spots of India..and in a much more romantic mood all alone..their heart beats raised and eyes met. Geet leaned closer and lowered her eyes. Maan smiled and was about to hold her lips with his when the door bell rang and a man called, "room service sir.."

They moved back and looked away blushing. Maan got out of the bed to open the door and Geet covered her face with the bed sheet. Maan preferred to sleep on the couch that day incase he got carried away. Next morning Maan tried to wake up Geet but she was nowhere near listening.

Geet in a sleepy voice, "Maan itni subah kyu bula rhe ho..sone do na.."

Maan : Geet it's the perfect time..chaloo

Geet : 5 baje? Perfect time??

Maan : for the waves..u wanna watch me surf, don't you?

Geet opened her eyes and sat straight up. That's when she saw that Maan was wearing only a navy blue board shorts. She felt conscious as her eyes fell on his bare upper body. She couldn't help but stare at his well built muscles which stretched as he sat beside her on the bed. His voice broke her little drooling session.

Maan: kya soch rhi ho? Tumhe nhi ana?

Geet: ofcourse mujhe aana he!! (how could she miss this chance of uninterrupted drooling even if from a distance) are you going to surf in this?

She asked pointing at his shorts.

Maan smiled and replied, "No, the waves can be strong sometimes. I would better have a vest."

"Like that's gonna help me", thought Geet. Maan pulled over his black vest and took his surfing board. They headed to the almost empty beach area. Geet was wearing an orange Bohemian dress, with cute blue butterfly prints on them, which reached just above her knees. She also put on a hat to go with the dress, a perfect beach look.

Geet rested on a white bench while she watched Maan surf. He was ducking his athletic body as the waves hit high and jumped when it peaked sliding down perfectly. He even tried a triple jump twisting and turning with the waves. Maan was getting too carried away with the waves. He waited for the perfect waves and would just go for it. Geet loved to watch Maan getting engrossed in something and she didn't care how much time had passed. After a while the Sun had risen well above in the morning sky and more people were coming to the beach. Maan decided to return back. Geet took a long breath as she saw him coming back. Droplets of water were dripping from his ruffled yet sexy-looking hair , his vest clung to his toned body as it was wet and even shorts clung to his thighs revealing more than what was feast to her eyes. Her thoughts started running wild and she had no other option but to look away from this Greek God. That was when she saw she was not the only one ogling at him. There were some other group of girls in the resort area and near the beach watching Maan with, clearly no other words could be used except lust for their expression. Geet felt a burning sensation seeping right from her lower abdomen to some nerve in the left part of her body and hitting her heart. She cringed as she saw those girls commenting on "her Maan" and giggling among themselves. She quickly moved closer to him as he reached the shore and was walking towards her. She covered his body with her towel careful that nothing exciting was showing off from his body.

Maan look exhilarated after his sport, "how was that?"

Geet didn't even listen to him ,"I thought this was a private resort Maan."

Maan looked puzzled and replied with a wink, "ofcourse it is jaan !"

Geet : then why are those people over there

She pointed to the direction of those girls but to her surprise she found even more people including men some of them who were waving to the direction of Maan. Maan greeted them with thumbs up.

Geet: who are they?

Maan replied still looking at the men his face dead-pan, "our partners for the orgy"

Geet looked at him bewildered and scared. Her hands automatically covered her bosom defensively. Maan smiled seeing her expression and took her in his embrace, "take a chill pill Mishty, just kidding. Actually they are our guests for the party in the evening. Mostly clients and some of my friends."

Suddenly Geet forgot all about the girls and the pain in her heart which was now gripped by fear and anxiety.

Geet : God!! Maan! You..you brought me to a party!! Business party?

Maan : yes, whats the big deal! You need to get used to this you know being Mrs. Khurana..I mean in the future.

His crooked smile would have killed her thoughts at any other time but not now.

Geet : ap samaj nhi rhe ho. Party means people means media!! Aur agar dadima ne dekh liya to!

Maan stopped in his tracks as they were now walking back to their and looked at her realizing the situation.

Maan : ahh..don't worry they wont click a pic of us!

Geet : why not?

Maan : because we won't give them a chance!!

By the time they reached their room.

Geet : ap aisa karte hi kyu ho? You know me phir bhi yeha leke a gaye!

Maan now cupped her face and looked into her eyes, "you think I would be able to enjoy this place if you were not here?"

Geet : Maann..I'm sorry me to bas dadima ko disappoint nhi karna chahti!

Maan let her go and smiled, "I know Geet and I respect and love you more for that. Lekin ek baat he jo me nhi samajhta"

Geet : kya?

Maan: agar tumhe dadima ki itni chinta he to tum mere saath kaisi ho

Geet : aye lo..ab inhe ye nhi pata me inke saath kyu hu..

Maan : Geee..t mera matlab won hi tha

Geet: jaanti hu..lekin apko kya lagta he me har ladke ke saath ghumti rehti hu?

Maan: kyu tumhara wo Arjun nhi he? I bet he is hot about you!!

Geet: dhaat Maannn.. chi chi kuch bhi bolte ho ap! babaji inhe maaf kar dena..

Maan : what? is he gay?

Geet: baat mat badlo ap..

Maan : baat to tum badal rhi ho..bolo na Geet mere saath kaise ho tum? Jab tum har baat pe dadi ke baarey me sochti ho. I mean to be frank wo hum dono ke barey me aisa to nhi sochti na..phir kaise?

Geet : kyu ki me apse pyar karti hu..aur mujhe koi fiqar nhi kisi aur ke barey me because mujhe vishwaas he ap par. Ki chahe jo bhi ho ap honge mere liye aur dadima ko bhi ap mana loge, he na?

Maan : bilkul...isi bharose ke saath party me ao. I will guard you like a rock!!

Geet gawked at him as Maan went for a bath with a smile. Now she could no more refuse going to the party. He had tricked her in the name of trust.

Geet: dusht.. danav kahi ke..

Maan called out from the shower, "Geeet mujhe galiya dena bandh karo aur ye socho ki tum party me kya pehnogi"

Geet hit her fist on the pillow and pouted like a kid.

Later in the evening, her eyes were about to pop out as she saw the extravagant Goan party atmosphere and the amount of buzz there. Many socialites and business magnates were present there. She had seen many of them in the Page 3 columns. This was not just a fun party as Maan had described. This was a serious business party and Geet firmly believed that Maan was out of his mind to bring her here. She looked at herself. She was wearing a peafowl maxi dress which definitely was not a subtle one. What she really wanted was a burqa so that could hide in it. The loud music hit her ears forcing her to wake up from her thoughts. The disco balls gleamed in the bright lights and among that entire crowd Maan came out of thin air looking all the more handsome in a white t-shirt and khaki pants. He threw his hands around her arms.

Maan : hey gorgeous, why are you standing alone?

Geet pushed his hand away. "dur rahiye mujse"

Maan: gussa kyu ho rhi ho?

Geet : gussa to hu wo baad me. Lekin agar abhi kisi ne hume aise saath me dekh liya na to bas..

Maan : tum itna kyu darr rhi ho mere saath naam jodne se?

Geet : darr nhi rhi. Me to bas dadima ka dil nhi dukhana chahti

Maan was getting a bit irritated now, "fine!! Ab mujhe kya karna he?"

Geet : lets make a deal. Aj raat ke liye we are starngers.

Maan gave her an icy glare and she quickly corrected herself, "I mean party ke time"

Before Maan could argue they were startled by a shriek.

"Ohhh..my God.."

Both Maan and Geet looked at the direction from where they heard the shriek and found a young bubbly girl ogling at Maan with wide eyes. She was wearing a skimpy micro-mini skirt and a glittering tank top. Her short hair was dark brown which was left open and she was unbelievable lean with the sparkling eyes of a teenager. She was smiling awkwardly probably because of her slightly high state with the high alcohol hitting the party and walking towards them.

The girl, "The Maaa..n Singh Khurana himself!! In flesh and bone!! Dreamy..

Maan : Xcuse me?

Girl, "you don't know me but I know all about you. Maan Singh Khurana, the one and only hot dashing eligible bachelor of Delhi meets Pari Kapoor the dreamy queen of Mumbai in Goa!! How dreaaamyy.."

Maan : sorry. Ms. Pari mene apko pehchaana nhi

Pari : ohhh.. I'm Pari! Your partner Pradhan's sister, infact mene hi Pradhan ko bola to approach you with this proposal you know, beach resorts..isn't that cool?

Maan : yeah ofcourse and nice to meet you Ms. Pari!

Pari : cmon Maan itna bhi formal hone ki zarurat nhi he. You know I'm a great fan of yours. I have your posters all over my bedroom and even my bath..

That's when Pari noticed Geet standing too close to Maan clearly indicating that this is HER territory and SHE is totally IN CHARGE in a very subtle "girl-way".

Pari : I'm sorry, am I intervening something? Who is she?

Without even looking at Geet, Maan could feel the unfriendly vibes emitting from her and he was thoroughly enjoying her situation. Why not play along?

And so he replied, "umm never mind she is some stranger!!!"

And then he gently put his arm around Pari's waist and got into the crowd leaving behind a jaw-dropped sherni Geet.

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