Ch#7
Flashback---
Wedding planner:Sir aqua curtains finall krdu naa?White walls k sath best lge geyn.
Purvi wedding preparation was on peek.Ofcourse Maan had no doubt about it but he announced:No..parrot colour le lo.
The wedding planner made face while ignoring his funny expressions Maan looked at Geet from corner of his eyes & to his disappointment found her uneffected,maybe just a straightening of shoulders.Maan again tried:brown zyada acha nhi raheyga?
Her lips remain glued but her fingers entwined together in her lap.Maan:Black best hai,aesa kro Black theme rkh lo.
His plan succeded as hearing his odd suggestion she glared at him sharply.Yes,finally she reacted,ending her "You dont exist attitude".His sexy lips stretched in faint smile on his victory.
Wedding planner nodded:Ok sir.
Maan quickly gain his senses & made him stop:Kya ok?Black bhi koi colour hota hai wedding theme k lye?
Wedding planner confused:par aap ne to kaha..
Maan:agr sb men hi kahunga to tumhe kis lye rkha hai?
He flashed his white teeth to Geet who was shooting daggers at him:Right Wifey?
The poor man looked at Geet for answer while Maan ended his misery:jo acha lg rha hai kro,ijazat hai.
He quickly went out but before he took advantage of privacy,another man walked inside:Ye flowers ki list dekh leyn,ye theek hein?ya phir koi special flowers ki bhi addition krni hai.
Geet picked magazine from nearby,her action announced her disinterest.Maan looked through it & suggested:yaar ye sb phool to purne hogaey,kuch new try kro.umm..."touch me not" ye flowers theek raheynge.
Geet instantly jerked down her magazine while da man puzzled:Jii?
Maan wid mischivious glint in his beautiful brown eyes:acha hai aane wale bcho k lye entertainment bhi ho jaeyga.
The man slowly shook his head but Geet finally spoke up:aap ye list mujhe dikhaeyn.
Geet looked through da list while Maan stretched lazily on couch whisteling an annoying tone.
Geet:sb perfect hai,changes ki zrurt nhi.
The man left,she too stood up wid a cute frown on her sharp nose but stopped in track as da servant walked inside wid ordered pizza.Its delicious smell spread in air reminding them of their skipped lunch.
When the servant left Maan opened it:Wow..prawns aur mashrom
Geet snapped:What?tumhe pta bhi hai men mushrooms aur prawns nhi khati.
Maan innocently:haan I know.Is men bhi nhi hai.
Geet walked toward him,looked it closely & dn sat there infront of him.
Kicking all da coutersy Maan picked da biggest slice & took it to his mouth.Wid his raised eyebrow he inquired:tumne khanna hai?
Geet folded her arms across her bosoms,her dark eyes were proof she was trying best to hold her anger.She politely reminded him:mene tumhare sath hi breakfast kya tha.mujhe bhi lunch krne ka time nhi milla.Agr ab tum kha rahe ho to mujhe bhi lgta hai mujhe bhi khana chahey.
He handed her one slice which she instantly accepted but wid high head & raised chin.He inquired wid mock innocence:jb order krte hue mene poucha tha,teen baar poucha tha tb tumne bola kyun nhi?
Geet enjoyed each bite & looked at him like he was da most stupid man on earth:Kyunke men tum se naraz hun.
Maan wid laughing expression:realy? jb naraz hote hein to btate hein,mujhe kya khwab aana tha?
For a moment Geet puzzled but dn argued:btaya to tha..baat naa kr k.
Maan innocently:tum mujhse baat nhi kr rhi?
Geet nodded innocently while Maan added wid a wink:Par men to kr rha hun.
He finally let out a laugh when Geet pink lips turned in smile.
Flashback end---
Geet:ek signature ki vja se sara kaam beech men ruk gya.Log itne careless kese ho skte hein.
They took their chairs in dining area.Geet looked at her elegant watch:Kitna late hogya hai agr ab wapis Shimla jaeynge to kb pouhnche gey?Aur phir Jay k mall k event k lye kal phir aana padeyga.
She looked arond da hotel:aesa krte hein,raat yahi ruk jate hein.Kal hi chle jaeynge sb kaam free kr k.
She directly looked at Maan who was looking everywhere expect her.His jaw clentched hard & arms wrapped neatly.When her continuous stare forced him to look her she suggested:tum jana chah rahe h to chle jao,kal phir sb k sath aa jana..men yehi ait krlungi.
She picked menu but did counting of hours on her fingers:itne pouhncho gey,wapis aane ka hi time ho jaeyga..Acha hai.tunhe to wese bhi driving pasand hai.
Friendship is simply a Strange relation.Its beauty & trouble lie in same fact dt u know eachother so well.Its a bond of mind,heart & soul.Everything in it is odd,speciall including "ruthna mnana".
Maan passed whole night burning in regret & frustation.He himself was not able to sort out his confused emotions.With each toss & turn his conclusion turned"He did wrong but she was not right OR She did wrong but he too was not right". In wait of shining sun he prepared a long list of his clearifications,questions,appologize,accusation" for their encounter.But she kicked away all his plan wishing him Good Morning sweetly in her melodious voice.
From da morning she was talking,infact too much talking but on da other hand he was on mission to remain quiet to show his "Narazgi"
The waiter arrived to take their menu.Geet:2 corn soup aur pasta.theek hai naa?
He kept his lips pressed together.The waiter was about to leave when Geet made him stop:wait...tum to chaey loge naa khanne se pehle?
Maan glared at her & didnt miss da twinkle in those lovely kohl eyes.He finally opened his mouth:No.
Geet not at all satisfied wid his little "No",pushed further:to pehle nhi..dinner k sath hi chaey ley aao.
Waiter puzzled look at Maan while he couldnt able to hold himself any more:Noo..soup k sath chaey peeunga men?chaey nhi chahey mujhe.
Geet wid strecthy"acha" dismiss da waiter.They remain silent till da waiter returned wid order.
Maan watched as she stared at his wrapped arms,frowned face.Her deep thinking was clearly visible in movement of her eyes.When he didnt extended his hand to eat anything she softly suggested:chaey nhi..to coffee order krdo.dubara bulaun waiter ko?
It was teasing or her sincere suggestion,whatever it was it softened his features immediately.Smile broke on his lips on her silly attempts.They started eating & dn he noticed her smiling face.A real honest smile which always reached her eyes & glowed her face,made her lips look...He paused.Geet asked in between:acha hai naa?
Maan smild:buht acha hai.
But his smile didnt reached his eyes because dy were filled wid a painful question to himself"Kya sirf mujhe hi fadak padta hai?"
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As they walked toward reception da lovely receptionist stood up.Adjusting her glasses she fixed her attention toward Maan & asked huskily:May I help u Sir?
Geet looked at da "Sir" who rested his elbow on desk wid mischivious glint:Yes..My pleasure.Wo
Geet cut in:hme room chahey,wo bhi jaldi.
Maan tried to keep his expressions serious as in result of her threatening tone da girl searched for journal in hurry.
Receptionist:aap k naam?
Geet:Mr. & Mrs.Khuranna.
She penned down it on journal & extended one key toward them.Geet looked at da key,dn at receptionist & dn her gaze travelled toward to Maan,who was standing quietly & further decided to remain quite.Geet:ek aur room ki key bhi de deyn.
Receptionist opened her journal:aap k sath guest bhi hein ma'am?
He loved da way her cheeks flushed.Geet:nhi to?
Receptonist:to phir?
Sliding her glasses down she looked both of them & asked in strict voice:ID card please?
Maan extended his card innocently while Geet too forward it wid mixture of annoyance & embarassment.
The details of ID proof their marital status.God knows what reason she think of Geet separate room demand.Wid mischivious smile she appoligzed:abhi k lye to bs ek hi room availble hai.
Taking da key dy went to their room.
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Maan closed da door behind him.The room was not grand or decorated like some five star hotel but thankfully it was comfortable & tiddy.He came out of washroom & found Geet still standing,totally uncomfortable.He was about to ask da reason of her trouble bt dn her gaze moving from one bed to two chairs in this little room made him realize.The woman-his Wife who has courage to walk inside his bedroom demanding a baby was turning all shade of red on sharing same room wid him.Has she changed her mind after testing depth of their passion last night?By pretending "All is well" she smartly closed da chapter of last night but finally he got da chance.
Instead of Geet continuous glare Maan claimed da bed.The teasing excitemen cleared all over his handsome face.He patted da other side:acha hai..aa jao.
Geet:tumhe dusre room k lye manager ko conveinve krna chahey tha.
He rested his head on one of his muscular shoulder:Mrs.Shinghania log khud ka introduction Mr.Mrs. ek room lene krate hein,separate rooms k lye.Kyun films dramas k salo k logic pr pani pher rhi ho..aur wese bhi aaj kal tumhe hi shoq ho rha hai sath sonne ka.
After a long pause Geet answered:misunderstanding ho rhi hai.mere shoq men Sonna include nhi hai.
Her tone was sharp like her kohl gaze.
She desperately looked around & herself:aese change kye bger soenge,to subha tk to kaprey mess hojaeynge.
Maan whose brows was still frowned on her earlier reply,snapped:to utar do.
To Geet shocking gaze he snapped:mere bche ki maa bn skti ho..to mere samne kpre bhi utar skti ho.
Her lips parted,her eyes met wid him.But there was no anger or hurt..there was something,something so enchanting.Her silence mean Yes?Just da thought turned his body on fire.A desire so tempting,so forbidden throbbed in his vein.For a moment he felt her traveling on da same boat.But dn she looked away & lovely features of her face composed:mujhe pta hai tum ye sb kyun kr rhe ho?
Maan gave her mocking questioning gaze,so much desperate to know what she has in her pretty mind.Geet fingers clasped together as she struggled to spoke:mujhe pta hai tum jo bhi krte ho,jaan kr krte ho.jaaan kr mujhe tang kr rhe ho.
"jo bhi hota hai wo jaan kr nhi hota,jo hota hai..hmesha aesa hi hota hai.jo hona chahey wo hi mujhe hota hai,aur tumhe bhi hota hai" Instead of speaking he kept his philosophy to himself & waited for her.She added:tum chahte ho men peeche hth jaun..apna irada bdal lun..Par ye nhi hone wala.Kyunke Mujhe bcha chahey Maan.
Afraid of his lecture she quickly added:Kyunke mujhe kuch aesa chahey..jo sch much mera ho.hmesha k lye mera ho.bs mera ho.
In whisper she added:Aur ...bs tumhara.
She went inside washroom while he renain frozed."Aur bs tumhara" Her words kept ringing in his mind.It was in depth of her innocent eyes dt these three words were answer of his last night accusation.
He remain still to his side as she came out of washroom after long time.Taking her cell she call at her home & ordered to servant:mera aur Maan ka travelling bag Purvi k ghar bhijva do.haan abhi.unhe kehna Shefali aur Jay jb subha Delhi aeyn to le aaey.haan mene hotel ka adress sms krdya Shefali ko.theek hai.
Maan felt da change in mattress when she layed on her side .On getting no response from Maan she inquired:jaag rhe ho?
Maan:Nhi.
Geet :men bhi so rhi hun.
Maan:thank you.
Geet:Good night.
She turned off da light while he didnt answered.
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The night was dark & silent,wrapping everyone in peaceful blanket of sleep.But sleep was so far from Maan eyes as his eyes were glued to his beautiful sleeping wife.Leaving her side of bed she had slipped toward him.Her head was still resting on edge of her fluffy pillow but her body was turned in 60.Resting head on his elbow he was watching her quietly.The milky light peeping from window was increasing charm of her creamy skin.Her lovely face widout a trace of any worry looking so pure,so angelic.He instantly moved back as she raised her arm & adjusted it beneath her pillow.Enchanted by da sight he slipped his fingers in crown of her silky hairs.His action caused her hair slipped on her face.Her nose twisted & shook her face.
In order to enjoy da sight again he blew on her hairs,making dm fal again.Se turned her face to left.It was terribly wrong but he was loving da chance of "ruffling sleeping tigeress hairs".He again blow This time Her other hand raised to moved it away from her face & he instantly regret his action.Her movement dangerously raised her pallu revealing her tempting waist.His throat turned dry as her early cute pose turned in an erotic sight.With all his effort he looked away & sat up.He tried to pull blanket over her but found her legs resting on it.He tried to pull da blanket slowly & softly raised her ankles one by one to pull it out.His heart was hammering inside his chest to maintain his self control.As he successfully pulled blanket over them she turned to his side & wrapped arm around him.He almost stopped breathing.
Her possesive grip felt heavenly to him.His heart felt strange hapiness,a precious contentmnt.Desire to wrapped her in cage of his arm to hide her in saftey of his chest to lost in crook of her neck...ran in his vains.
"aur bs tumhara"...He always adore her,respect her,like her,enjoy her & wid da turning event of their life he also cm to know he desire her,he feel jealous,he i possesive..he want her,he need her.So many emotions in his list..or maybe da real emotion was from which he was hiding his eyes.
"Why ...Why..Why?" Then she pressed her face to his chest just da place of his heart.Rhythm of her silent breathing felt like a soothing assurance "all will be well when I am here".He rested his chin on her head & closed his eyes widone more addition in list..He trust her.
Precap:His breathing was harsh:Dont hold anything..Let it go.
She pulled him closer & captured his lips.
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