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Chapter 10

6 months later.

"Vikrant" Geet nudged him smiling faintly as he teased her friend from college.

"Come on bhabhi say that I'm right, she is a right fog horn" he laughed.

"A fog horn you apparently like" she replied back. Dadima turned seeing them both enter the mansion together, she grinned seeing the massive change in Geet over the months, Geet hasn't exactly opened up completely but the comfortableness, the openness she had these days were more than what Savitri Devi could've asked for. The physician meetings went well, especially now that Geet is going all the time, twice every week, Dadima stopped accompanying as Dr Nikita suggested it may be best if Geet came alone and Dadima noticed the changes in her within the first month. The small changes from each week were now quite dramatic from how she used to be. She wasn't the scared girl she once was, Geet was now quiet but not afraid, she'd adjusted and convinced herself that Dadima only wanted the best for her, once she'd been able to convince herself that she was safe here, she was able to accustom herself in this city.

"Namaste Dadima" Geet walked over hugging Dadima tightly.

"College kaisa ta?" Dadima asked as they took a seat on the sofa.

"Same same" she shrugged resting her head on Dadima's shoulder.

"Tired ho?" Dadima questioned cradling her cheek.

"Hmm" she wrapped both arms around Dadima's shoulders holding her. "Pata hai yeh Vikrant na woh Meera ko hamesha tang karta rehta hai"

"Shaadi karna chahta hai isi liye" Dadima replied teasingly.

"Oh please Dadima. Aap bhi na. Hamesha shaadi ke baare mein soch te rehte ho. Bro ke shaadi kara ke chayn nahi mila toh mere shaadi karana chahte hai? Khud shaadi kyun nahi karlete?" he replied back.

"Chup kar badmaash" Dadima scowled.

Geet giggled pressing her face into Dadima's neck and laughed.

"Geet tum bhi?" Dadima smacked her arm lightly.

"Iss baat pe Vikrant sahi hai Dadima" Geet responded grinning, her smile faded as she saw Maan enter. She straightened keeping her eyes elsewhere but at him, Maan glanced at Geet for a moment then turned to Dadima.

"Mujhe aaj raat Bangalore jaana hoga Dadima" he informed. "Nakul se keh dijiye mere kapre pack karke airport pe mujhe mile"

"Phir se delhi ke bahar?" Dadima questioned.

"Haan Dadima. Jaana padhega" he replied and walked upstairs to his bedroom.

Maan had moved out of their bedroom the next day after that night when he'd witnessed Geet's nightmare, he didn't say anything to Dadima but moved to the room down the left. Since then he'd remained at a distance from Geet, Dadima guessed no matter how much she tried to get them together they will always remain at a distance due to the large differences between them, Geet would walk out or stop talking whenever he'd come to a room and he'd either walk out or wouldn't look at her once, over the past 6 months that's how it'd been however Maan stayed away from the mansion now with these business meetings of his that keep propping up every 2/3 weeks. Dadima looked at Maan as he retreated and sighed heavily, she turned her to Geet who looked away from Dadima.

"Okaay... this is awkward" Vikrant spoke slowly.

"Main change karke aati hoon" Geet excused herself, she knew why Dadima looked at her because Dadima hoped in some way she'd be able bridge this distance between them however Geet didn't want to. She couldn't bring herself to adjust to being his wife or be his wife, she didn't want to get married to him, she wanted her own life partner and she was refused by her own people. She didn't want to be falling at the mercy of Maan, over the last couple of months she's come to know her husband well, he wanted everything under his control and he hated everything that didn't go his way and even lashed out angrily by throwing things and even killing his pent up anger and frustration through vigorous exercise in the gym. Dadima had always worried every time, she'd expressed her concern to Geet, and as much as Geet wanted to help Dadima she couldn't bring herself to try with Maan.

His eyes were enough to scare her and she decided to stay out his way.

Geet quickly changed into one of her salwar kameez, she then joined Dadima in the kitchen.

"Kya bana rahe hai?" she asked seeing Dadima getting out ingredients.

"Socha Maan ke favourite hi bana loon, pata nahi wahan kuch khayenge yah unke khud ke files khalenge" Dadima huffed to which Geet chuckled listening to her.

"Main madad karu?" She asked as she took the jar from Dadima.

"Hmm, aap chicken banalijiye" Dadima spoke pointing to the cut up boneless chicken.

"Kya banana hai?" Geet asked as she washed her hands.

"Chicken Pasta" Dadima replied chopping up tomatoes.

Geet nodded and started on cutting up the onions, she put a little oil in the pan letting it heat then added the onions along with salt, garlic and ginger. "Aur kuch daalna hai Dadima?" Geet asked to which Dadima shook her head.

"Nahi bete abhi nahi. Aap chicken wash kijiye, onions ko brown hone dijiye"

"Ji" she started on washing the chicken with salt and lemon juice as she was told by Dadima it gets rid of any bacteria in the meat.

"Smells nice, what's cooking?" Vikrant joined sitting himself on the counter and watched the two women working.

"Vikrant come here" Dadima pointed. "Stir this"

"Do I look like a woman Dadima?" he questioned.

"Vikrant Khurana get here now" she responded firmly. "Saree pehna ke woman banadungi" she threatened, Geet laughed shaking her head seeing Vikrant stroll over slowly like a small child.

He held onto the spoon and stirred. "Bhai ke ek biwi nahi teen hogaya hai" he mumbled.

"Vikrant" Dadima warned.

"Alright Dadima" he huffed and stirred. "Happy woman?"

"Yes, very. Thank you very much" she grinned widely.

Geet walked over and checked the pan, once the onions had browned she added the chopped tomatoes and the various grounded spices.

"Dadima is this the right colour?" Geet asked unsure.

"Ek minute" Dadima placed the pasta on boil and checked the pan. "Bete aur thoda mirchi aur curry dedo" Dadima stirred, Geet showed her and then added.

"Hmm yeh teek hai, uske baad chicken add karo" Dadima told her.

Vikrant grabbed the bowl of the now clean chicken cubes and added, it sizzled and cracked, spits of the hot oil fell on Vikrant.

He jumped back yelling. "That hurt" he complained rubbing his forearm.

"Put it under cold water" Dadima replied rolling her eyes. "Marr nahi gaye" she muttered.

"Now I know why women are made cooks" he remarked.

"And why is that?" Geet turned to him placing a lid on the pan.

"Because it's a punishment for making us dance to your tunes. The curry spits back at you for torturing us males to eat your food" he responded.

"Very nice" Geet nodded mockingly.

"Remind me to tell your wife to make you cook" Dadima spoke.

"Dadima phir se shaadi ke baat... Are you really wanting to get married so quickly?" he questioned teasing her.

"Chup" she picked up the wooden spoon smacking his arm with it.

"Oww Dadima" he rubbed his arm.

"Ow Dadima ke bacche yahan aa" she pointed. "Drain the pasta now" she ordered.

He pouted and followed as she said. Once chicken cooked, Dadima told Geet to add the pasta and stir then let it cook. Once it was cooked they'd placed it in a bowl, Vikrant helped Geet with placing water on the table whilst Dadima settled herself on the chair and Geet brought the chicken pasta out. She went back to the kitchen bringing the plates and Vikrant followed except taking cutlery for them.

"Vikrant jaake Maan ko bulaye" Dadima told him as he hadn't come down yet and they were all waiting for him.

"Bro come down to eat" he yelled from the dining room.

"I said to go up" Dadima huffed.

"He's not deaf Dadima" he replied back.

"Vikrant jao" she hissed.

"Alright" he pouted. "I'm so hungry and that bro" he mumbled and walked away heading upstairs.

"Bro" he knocked on Maan's room door stepping inside. "Bro..." he stopped seeing Maan on the balcony talking over his phone.

He walked over sliding the doors open, and Maan turned, he lifted his eyebrows in question.

"Come down to eat" Vikrant replied quietly.

Maan nodded gesturing him to leave, Vikrant left and he finished his call up, he first decided to change then join downstairs.

"How long does it take to come down?" Dadima asked as Maan finally joined them.

"I was getting changed" he replied sitting himself down.

Dadima sighed, Geet picked up the serving spoon and served Dadima some pasta, she did the same for Vikrant as he held his plate up, Maan looked at her as she did so, she glanced at Maan wondering whether she should serve him or not, it'd look bad since she'd served everyone else.

"Maan plate aage kijiye" Dadima spoke.

He lifted it reluctantly, Geet served some pasta on his plate, as she was about to serve another spoon he moved it back.

"That's enough for me" he told her curtly and picked up his fork.

Geet shrugged mentally and served herself some pasta and started eating, as usual dinner was silent, it was uncomfortable whenever both Maan and Geet were there together for dinner however it was a different story when only one of them was present. With Geet, jokes were shared, stories told and dinner passed quickly and with Maan, they shared the events what happened over the last few days.

When this uncomfortableness would ever end, God only knew Dadima mused as she looked at Geet then at Maan. She had to speak to one of them, not Maan for sure, he was stubborn, with Geet it'd be easier to make her agree. Dadima would have to coerce her kindly and explain to her properly and maybe, just maybe Geet might try from her side.

"Oh yeah bhabhi where will you do your work experience?" Vikrant asked remembering their college had asked everyone to get some work experience for a 2 month period. Maan had left soon after dinner and the trio settled in the hall resting.

"Work experience?" Dadima questioned.

"Haan Dadima. First term ki exams khatm hogaye na. Isi liye work experience phir 2nd term shuru"

"Hmm.. Kaam dunda hai?" Dadima asked.

"Nope. Meera se baat ki hai, woh jahan karegi mere liye bhi try karegi ki main bhi wahan kaam karu"

"Wahan kyun kaam karenge aap Geet? Jab Khurana construction hai" Dadima replied.

"Dadima?" she frowned in confusion.

"Haan Bhabhi yeh sahi hai" Vikrant agreed.

"Kya sahi?"she only got more confused.

"Aap Khurana construction pe application fill kardo, main approve kar lungi" Dadima suggested.

"Nahi Dadima" she shook her head. She knew Maan worked there and working in the same place as him, no way. She wasn't going to risk her chance at this peace she'd gotten.

"Yes Geet" Dadima replied. "Dekhiye Maan toh office se aaj kal do teen mahine ke liye bahar jaa rahe hai toh aap asaani se kaam karsakte hai, iss tarah aapke work experience hojayegi aur dusre logoun se puchna bhi nahi padhega"

Geet pondered, worried and concerned, she wasn't sure, she was afraid if Maan comes early, he wouldn't like it and she certainly didn't want to face his anger.

"Geet kya soch rahe hai?" Dadima asked concerned, she touched the back of Geet's hand seeing her in deep thought.

"Dadima woh... main wahan kaam nahi karna chahti" she mumbled. "Maan gussa ho jayenge" she muttered softly.

"Maan yahan nahi honge, aur Geet Maan aap ko kuch nahi kahenge" she tried to assure her.

"Aap... aap unke department mein kaam kijiye, aap design department pe kaam karlijiye, woh 4th floor pe hota hai. Maan nahi jaanenge" Dadima explained. "Teek hai?"

Geet was still unsure. "Um..." she chewed on her lower lip.

"Aap iss ghar ke bahu hai Geet, aap maane ya nahi aur main nahi chahti ke mere bahu kahin aur kaam kare" she touched Geet's cheek. "Agar dusre loug aapse bure tarah se pesh aaye, main kuch nahi kar sakti na Vikrant. Yahan kuch aisa hota nahi hai lekin agar hua toh main aur Vikrant sambhal sakte hai" she continued. "Aap samajh rahe hai haina?"

"Ji" she nodded.

"Aap hamare yahan kaam karenge?" Dadima asked again.

"Ji" she agreed reluctantly, somewhere worrying within, and unsure of the following 2 months and what it would bring.