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CHAPTER 30
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Time was passing and Geet started recovering. A week later Geet was discharged and was brought home. During her hospital stay, Maan stayed as long as he could during the day but could not stay at night for two reasons, one was Armaan had started clinging to Maan once he saw Geet in hospital and another that Geet was admitted on female ward floor as the hospital did not have any other private room free on other floors! Rishi had to leave for Delhi as his work needed him and Shaamli was back! On returning home after Geet had settled, Savitri Devi said, "Abb Geet aur Maan ki phir se shaadi sab parivaarwalon ke saamne hogi!" Everyone nodded in agreement except Geet. (Now Geet and Maan will get remarried in front of all the family members!)
Geet politely with folded hands said, "Daarji aur Dadimaa, kya mai Mr. Khurana se akele mei baat kar sakti hoon. Shaadi ki baatein karne se pehele?" Surprising everyone present.(Daarji and Dadimaa,can I please talk to Mr. Khurana in privacy.)
"Magar puttar..." Daarji started to refuse when Maan stopped him. (But my dear...)
"Daarji, Geet ko jo kehna hai usse kehne dijiye! Picheli dafa uski marzi jaane bina shaadi hogayee thee!" (Daarji, let Geet say whatever she wants as last time we got married without her wishes)
"Magar Maan..." Savitri Devi interrupted.
"Nahi Dadimaa! Geet aur mujhe aap log akele mei baat karne ka kuch samay dijiye. Lucky, Armaan ka dhyaan rakhna!" (No Dadimaa! Please give Geet and me sometime to talk alone. Lucky please look after Armaan!)
"Ji Jeejaji!"
Geet and Maan went to Geet's room. Geet didn't know how to start conversation and seeing her dilema Maan said, "Geet tum ko lagta hai ki shyaad humari shaadi nahi hui hai? Kyunki tumhei woh yaad nahi. Tumhare jo bhi sawaal hain Geet mai unka jawaab dene ki koshish karunga!" (Geet you feel that maybe we did not get married as you don't remember our wedding. You can ask me any questions you want Geet, and I'll answer to best of my ability!)
"Mr. Khurana when I got up next day after the Government Project party, I found myself with a heavy head on a strange bed in a strange room lying next to a man with bare muscled torso. As the man's back was facing towards me I couldn't see his face. No matter how much I wracked my brains I could not remember anything after Simmi Ma'am came to Pari and me and praised us on good arrangement of the venue and party! Simmi Ma'am then offered us an orange juice each and everything is blank after that.
I slowly got up to leave from the bed and was shocked to see myself without clothes below the quilt. I wanted to see the face of the stranger to whom I lost my innocence to! I tried to see the face of the man, but when I looked his face was covered with quilt. Before, I could remove the quilt from the stranger's face there was a loud noise of something falling, thereby alerting me of the time and place. I saw my clothes and male clothes scattered all over the room. I went to the wash room, washed my face and that's when I looked up in the mirror and I got the biggest shock of my life. MY PARTING WAS FILLED WITH SINDOOR AND NECK ADORNED WITH MANGALSUTRA! That meant the man sleeping outside was my husband. I quickly got dressed trying to look as respectable as possible in the circumstances!
I again went to the bed trying to see the identity of the stranger, no not stranger but my husband! But again failed! As soon sun was going to rise, I tidied the room to best of my ability, picked up the shawl lying on the couch draped it around myself to prevent myself from cold and giving me a decent look from outside and left!"
"That stranger who was sleeping next to you was none other than me and Armaan is a proof of that!"
"Can I request you for something?" Geet said hesitantly.
"Yes! Why are you hesitating?"
"Mr. Khurana, can you please remove your shirt and vest?" Saying this Geet turned red and faced her back towards Maan.
After few seconds Maan said, "Done!"
Geet slowly turned and saw on the left side of chest and found what she was looking for "the birth mark"! "WOH AAP HI THE JISSE MAINE APNA SAB KUCH SAUNP DIYA!" (It WAS YOU, to whom I handed over my everything to!) Saying that she touched the mark on Maan's chest and kissed on the mark. Maan could not control himself anymore and gathered her in his loving embrace. Then his hard male lips came slowly down and fused with her soft ones. Maan started sucking sweetness from her mouth and Geet also started responding to Maan's delight!
Before Maan could deepen their kiss, they heard Armaan yelling, "Lucky Mama leave me! I want to go to Dad and Maa!"
Making Maan and Geet unwillingly withdraw from each other. Maan quickly got dressed before their very inquisitive and over curious son asks embarassing questions!
Maan and Geet came out of the room before Armaan could barge in. Geet came smiling and hugged Daarji from her left side saying,"Daarji, mai shaadi ke liye tyaar hoon!" (I'm ready for getting married!)
"Chalo shaadi ki tyaari shuru karen!" (Fine! Lets start marriage preparations!)
"Dadimaa, meri ek viniti hai?" (Dadimaa, I have a humble request !)
"Kya beta?" (What my dear?)
"Kya hum yeh shaadi saadagi se karen mandir mei sirf parivaarwalon ke saath?" (Can we married simple way in a temple with only our family?)
"Haan Dadimaa!" Maan supported Geet (I agree with Geet, Dadimaa!)
"Magar..."(But...)
"Nanimaa, Bhai aur Bhabhi ki shaadi ka reception Delhi mei kar lijiyega? Usmei aap jisse chahe bulaa lijiyega!" Yash suggested. (Nanimaa, you do Bhai and Bhabhi's wedding reception in Delhi. In Bhai and Bhabhi's wedding reception you can call whomever you want!)
"Veerji aap mujhe naam se kyun nahi bula rahe? Aap mere se umar aur rishte mei bade hain! Waise bhi aap ne mujhe apni behan manna hai" Geet stated. (Why are you calling me "Bhabhi" Veerji? Call me by name as you are elder to me by age & relationship! Besides you have accepted me as your sister!)
"Abb kya bolengi Nanimaa? Mai apni behan ko naam se hi bulaonga! "Bhabhi, bhabhi" bolne mei meri behan kaheen kho jaati hai!" (Now answer Nanimaa? I will call my sister by name in calling "Bhabhi, bhabhi" my sister gets lost somewhere!)
"Theek hai! Maan aur Geet hum aap dono ki baat maante hain aur shaadi Hoshiyarpur ke mandir mei karte hain. Magar zarori rasamei jaise sangeet, mehandi, haldi waghera zarur honge! Manzoor hai?" (Fine! I agree to Maan and Geet's wishes and wedding will be in temple. However important ceremonies i.e. sangeet, mehandi, haldi etc. will be held. Agreed?)
"Mujhe manzoor hai dadimaa!" Geet agreed. (I agree Dadimaa!)
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Edited by LM1991 - 8 years ago
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