PART 4
The next morning Maan woke up less startled as no alarm tune threw him out of his bed. His wife was sleeping peacefully beside him. Thank god he though.
"Can get ready without drama " he mumbled getting out of the bed.
When he came back from shower she was still sleeping. He checked the time, it was 7 already whole family will gather together at 7.30 for breakfast so he didn't know if he should wake her up. She wouldn't know the regular happenings of house so maybe she is unaware of the breakfast rule. After discussing with himself for next 5 minutes Maan eventually decided to wake her.
"Geet " he called poking her arm
"Go away" she said
That definitely angered Maan who was trying to be nice here by waking her up. Now he is definitely go down without her. Let others know how lazy their sweet bahu is .
When he went down as expected whole family was present. He greeted everyone and took his regular place.
"Where is Geet?" daadi asked
"She is still sleeping" Maan said casually
He expected his daadi to frown and taunt her lazy behavior but she surprised him
"Sleeping is she okay?" daadi asked
Maan looked at his daadi in shock. Is she the same person who made nayantara get up early in the morning in spite of cold to attend some pooja when she was newly married? Maan couldn't believe his own ears.
"is she sick or something ?" His mom asked
"i don't know " Maan shrugged
Everyone gave him disappointed look.
great now i am the wrong guy' Maan thought to himself now everyone is on her side'
"Tara go check on her " daadi ordered
" I ll come with you " astha tagged along.
Maan shrugged his shoulders and picked up a Roti when daadi glared at him. He raised his eyebrows.
"Shame on you. Go look what your wife needs " she said
Maan gave a complaining look to his mom but she turned to other side. No one can speak against daadi. He swore under his breath and went away with an apple.
Maan heard gasp and low mumble when he neared his room. He stood behind the door looking at Tara and astha looking at Geet in awe while she was still in bed leaning on the bed post.
"Are you sure Maan did this ?" Nayantara asked
"He seems very gentle " astha said
What did Maan do? Maan wanted to ask
" yes Bhabi " Geet said making innocent face
Maan was very curious now.
" On first night he was gentle then ... then he bit me here " Geet said pointing at red mark on neck
Maan's eyes widened in shock realizing what they are talking about. Where did that mark come from?
"He didn't let me sleep till 4 and now didn't wake me also for breakfast" Geet said making a complaining face
Nayantara and Astha giggled. Maan wanted to bang his head on the door.
"don't worry Geet it happnes after wedding " Nayantara assured
"yes?" Geet asked showing her big innocent eyes.
"Maan is good guy he will take care of you " Astha said
"umm" Geet said blushing
" We will tell everyone you had head ache and so couldn't come. Now get ready i ll bring breakfast here " Astha said
Geet nodded. Maan wanted to hide before they both exited but it was too late. Astha and Nayantara giggled looking at him. Maan couldn't curse his wife enough for embarrassing him he glared at them.
"You are not as decent as you seem " Astha said
Maan glared at them more but they just walked away mumbling something with giggle.
Maan entered the room like a ferocious lion.Geet looked at him victoriously
"What was that?" he asked
"punishment for not waking me up and trying to portray me as the evil brat in front of your family " she said
" which isn't false " Maan said
"but they don't have to know it " Geet shrugged
"you little maniac now my family might think i am a monster " Maan said
"of course not. They will think how much you love being married " Geet said
"bull shit "
"uff you don't know women, do you ?" she asked
" Maniacs like you who assume faux stories to destroy a poor man's reputation? Well i don't know about them " Maan said
"drama queen " Geet said and was about to enter the washroom when he stopped her and pulled her to him.
"Where the hell did you get this ?" he asked tracing the mark on her neck
"Thats sketch pen, looks real na" she said appreciating her artistic effort
"tell me something were you born like any natural human being or were you dropped by aliens from Jupiter ?" he asked
" umm i think i am from saturn because that sounds cool" Geet said making a thoughtful face
Maan shook his head in disbelief.
"chill hubby dear " she said patting his cheeks and went to take a shower.
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Maan and Geet went out for dinner with Maan's friends jay,Astha, Aman, Kevin and heena who apparently missed Maan's wedding. Aman raised his eyebrow at Maan suggestively and Maan was sure Astha told everyone about what happened in the morning.
Maan swore under his breath. Geet looked at him questioningly. He accused her with glare. Geet with a sweet smile entwined her hand around his arm. They walked towards the table.
" hello bhabi ji" kevin said folding his hands
Geet looked at him surprised.
"Don't call me that. i am not old " Geet said
" But guess Maan isn't treating that way " Aman winked
Maan clenched his fist and was about to shout when Geet intervened.
"Not really. He treats me very well. Like a princess " Geet said looking at him.
Maan looked at her amused and everyone reflected his expression.
" He listens to whatever i say and take absolute care of me " Geet said
" Wow. So much appreciation within two days. I m impressed Maan guess took my advice " Kevin said
"Thats really cute i already like her " Heena said
Maan looked at Geet with mixed expression. She winked at him Maan smiled. Maybe there are many things he can never understand about her.
They both were walking back to car from the restaurant.
"umm your friends are not as boring as you " Geet said
"And you are not as cruel as i expected " Maan said
"Are we dropping into fast conclusions?" Geet asked
"Never in your case " Maan said
"oh ho hubby dearest "
" yes maniac wify "
"I may enjoy messing with you " she said
" and i may now strike back " Maan said
"lets see"
" Let us see " Maan said challengingly
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